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{1} - Morning Mist - Yandere!Dragon!Ateez X Chubby!Reader

Yandere AU & Dragon AU

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst

Pairing: Ateez X Reader (Yes, all 8 of them. Though, there’s a focus on two in particular rn)

Words: 4,238

Warnings: OC gets called a bitch once. Minor Violence. Minor blood and injuries mentioned. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: Here it is!! Chapter one to the start of that dragon series I was talking about a while ago!! I just got so inspired to start it tonight that I couldn’t contain my excitement. I have a lot planned for this series, but I’m not entirely sure when updates will be for this series, or how frequent they will be. Also, a friendly reminder that I do not do tag lists. As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy~

Mini Masterlist

The light of the setting sun casts warm hues of orange and red across the sky, darkness beginning to creep along the edges. A gentle breeze flits through, cooling the air as the leaves rustle all around, the mountains standing ominously in the distance. Faintly, the buzzing of beetles can be heard all around, birds chirping as they begin to sing their evening lullabies to their young, flitting between the branches above.

You let out a soft sigh, adjusting the basket held against your one hip.

Collecting herbs from the forest is no easy feat, especially when the marketplace isn’t as kind to trading items with you as of late. Everyone is tense, given the rise in sightings of the eight Hala dragons in the area. Sightings of which seem to be getting more frequent every day.

It’s only a matter of time before one or more of them finally raid your own village, plundering whatever they can in their quest for the crown. A crown of which is being fought for by the two main dragon clans of the realm. One of which being the Hala dragons, and the other being the Wolf Gang.

A puff of laughter escapes you as you think about the Wolf Gang now. How ironic for dragons to be named after wolves. They certainly act worse than them at times. At least, from what you’ve heard. They definitely give the hunters a hell of a time every encounter they have.

What a joke those hunters are. The ones in your village couldn’t hit the wide side of a lake with their horrible aim, let alone spot a dragon hiding amongst their midst. Though, you suppose they’re more for show at this point than anything.

So much for your protection.

There’s also been rumours floating around lately about a cloaked figure spotted around town. You’ve heard whispers of this supposed Shadow Demon lurking in the dark, but they don’t worry you so much.

You’ve been on your own long enough to know how to take care of yourself. Besides, your father would kill you if you let anything bad happen to yourself, especially after everything he’s done to ensure your protection. You just need to be on the lookout for golden eyes staring at you through the dark. At least, that’s what the townsfolk have been warning you about.

Approaching the edge of the village, you let out another sigh. The side of the basket you have pressed against your hip digs into your skin, and you honestly cannot wait to get home for the evening. Tonight will be the first night in a week where you can just finally relax. No interruptions, just you and the final chapters of that book you’ve been attempting to finish.

Rounding the corner of one of the buildings, you notice most of the vendors packing up their stalls for the evening. The light from the setting sun is fading quickly, and most people know not to stay out passed dark. Not now, especially with the Hala dragons so close to home.

At least you can count on one person to always exchange goods with you, no matter how late it gets.

“Find anything good today?” Renjun quirks a brow as he lifts his head to meet your gaze. He had just been packing up the last bits of his supplies into his small wagon to take back home when he saw you approaching out of the corner of his eyes.

“Would you believe that the bloodroot I had found the other day is nearly all gone?” You place your basket on top of the wooden slab he has set up as a table across two wooden barrels. “I swear, someone else has been foraging in my backyard.”

His eyes flash in understanding as he walks over to the other side of the table. “Or it’s the wildlife taking over again.”

“Could be,” you hum, watching as he picks up a few stems from your basket.

Renjun runs his fingers over the herbs delicately before nodding to himself. “You always manage to pick the finest ones.”

“It’s a gift.” You acknowledge knowingly, watching as he places the herbs back into your basket. “So, what have you got for me today.”

“Well, Harold swore he heard growling coming from the opposite side of the fjord last night. Claimed it to be the Hala’s and Wolves fighting again.” Renjun remarks casually. “A storm is supposed to roll in overnight and into the morning, Mark says he can sense it in his bones.”

“Did he say what kind of storm?” Your eyes follow Renjun as he pulls a separate basket back off of his cart, full of fruits and vegetables.

The heavy sound of the basket hitting the table greets your ears. “A big one. That’s all.”

You nod. “I see.”

“I would be careful, if I were you,” he continues, pushing the basket towards you. “Get home quickly before dark, lest you want another incident to occur.”

The knowing look he sends you has you chuckling lightly.

“Whatever do you mean, Junnie?” The smile you send him is nothing short of innocent as you trade off baskets for the evening.

“Information is never free, Jewel,” his eyes flash. “You know this.”

“Don’t call me that.” You snap, your demeanour changing in an instant before that calm smile is back on your face. “Well, like you said, I better get home. It is getting late.”

Renjun’s lips tighten into a thin line, silently dragging the basket with the herbs you’ve collected towards himself. “Be safe.”

“I always am,” the words fall almost like second nature from your lips as you begin to trek away from his stand for the evening.

The basket of produce takes the place of the basket of herbs, your one arm wrapped securely around the wicker as you walk down the dirt path, and down the familiar road towards your little cottage on the side of town. Before you get home, however, you make sure to stop by the little fountain at the centre of town, leaving some apples for the children that gather there and ushering them home. The smiles you receive are worth it every time.

You still have one more stop to make before you can settle in for the evening, and you curse yourself for it nearly slipping your mind. Already, darkness blankets the sky, the stars beginning to twinkle above your head as the chill of the night settles over the land.

A shiver caresses your spine, and you know that you must hurry. Something is not quite right, and you do not want to be out when the inevitable happens.

That’s when you hear it. The unmistakable boom of the flapping of heavy wings.

A roar sounds in the distance, the first of the terrified screams reaching your ears as the alarm bells are rung. The constant clanging of the hammers on metal ring through your ears as you enter into the closest building that you can, which just so happens to be one of the many mess halls. A building you had been attempting to reach before this chaos started.

Nothing but darkness surrounds you, the lamps that usually illuminate the area already burnt or blown out.

Odd, considering you know Amy should have been the only one here during this time. She never misses your deliveries, especially not when she knows you’re trading with Renjun for the day. Then again, she did say her sister was supposed to be taking over for a few days. Who knows what Angela has done to the place.

“Amy?” You whisper, hoping she may be just hiding somewhere amongst the commotion happening outside. You can faintly hear the screams of the villagers, the roars becoming louder and more frequent as shouts of the hunters reach your ears. “Angela, are you there?”

You take a step forward, blinking despite the darkness surrounding you. Out of the corner of your eyes, you swear you see a shadow move.

“Is anyone here?” Your voice is small, so as not to alert anyone to attack you in case they think you are an enemy of some sort.

A floorboard creaks behind you.

“Hello?” You whip around, sure you’ll be coming face to face with one of the girls behind you.

Only, when you turn around, no one is there.

That’s when you feel it. The unmistakable press of claws at your throat.

You drop your basket of produce.

The moment your lips part and a choked gasp is escaping you, the claws at your throat begin to dig into your flesh. Not enough to draw blood, but enough to serve as a warning.

“Scream, and I’ll tear your throat out in an instant,” the voice is low, and unmistakably male as his breath ghosts over the shell of your ear.

You begin to shake, whole body trembling as you feel his body heat beginning to radiate against your back.

“Please,” you keep your own tone steady, reasoning with the dragon in human form who stands behind you at this very moment. “You don’t want to do this.”

“Oh, I don’t, do I?” He chuckles, clearly amused by your choice of words. “And why wouldn’t I want to do this?”

“Because,” you exhale a low breath, closing your eyes only briefly before they’re flashing open, glinting in the dark. In the next second, you’ve pulled out your hidden dagger, flipping your positions so that you’re now pinning the dragon to the wall, blade pressing into his throat. His skin begins to hiss beneath where the knife makes contact. “Touch me again, and it will be the last thing you ever do.”

The arm you have pressed against his chest is firm, and the shock is clear on his face. Those dark brown eyes flash a golden amber in the dark, a snarl tugging at his lips as he scowls at you.

“Ah-ah,” you tut, pressing the blade firmer into his skin as you see his fingers twitching, claws still on full display at his sides. “One small nick from this, and you’ll be dead in minutes.”

A growl is all you receive in response.

You tut, shaking your head. “And you made me drop all of my produce, too.”

“I think you have more important things to be worrying about,” he replies, swallowing a bit thickly as his skin burns beneath the blade you still have pressed against his throat.

“Do I, now?” You quirk a brow. “You overgrown reptiles usually travel in packs, yet you seem to be all alone. Why?”

“I don’t have to answer to you.” He spits, pressing himself further against the wall you have him pinned to.

“No,” you hum. “I suppose not.”

“You stupid hunters and your stupid-“

Your nostrils flare, “don’t you ever dare compare me to the likes of them again.”

“What? Don’t like being called out for the scum you are?” He nearly scoffs. “You’re the worst of the worst, huntress.”

“Still good enough to pin you,” you counter.

Fine. If this bastard wants to believe you’re one of those good for nothing hunters, let him. You’re in control here, anyways.

In a flash, he’s swatted your dagger away, switching your positions so you’re now the one pinned to the wall with his claws back at you’re throat.

“Who’s pinning who now, huntress?” He grins maniacally, digging his nails that much firmer into your neck.

This time, it’s your turn to scowl, gritting your teeth in frustration as a smug look washes over his features.

“You know, I would have believed you more if you had started pleading for your life the moment you got caught,” he tilts his head almost mockingly at you. “I might have let you go, then.”

“Oh, please,” you roll your eyes, grabbing his wrist in your one hand as you move to knee him in the groin.

The moment he hunches over in pain, you’re swiping his feet out from under him. A second later, and you’ve rolled across the floor. Grabbing your dagger once more in your hand, you have him pinned beneath you with your blade at his throat yet again.

“I thought you’d kill me if I touched you again?” His voice comes out a bit strained, chest heaving as his skin hisses beneath your dagger.

“Answer my original question and I might let you live.” You turn his own words back on him.

His brow twitches slightly in amusement. “You’re a bold one, aren’t you? Taking on a Hala dragon like this?”

“A Hala dragon? Where?” This time, it’s your turn to tilt your head almost mockingly at him in response. “All I see is a little boy meddling in affairs he has no business getting into.”

The snarl he releases is nothing short of feral as his eyes flash at you once more, pupils narrowing into slits as he absolutely glares at you.

“Real charmer, aren’t you, huntress?” He manages to get out through gritted teeth, his jaw twitching in tandem.

“Overgrown lizards that talk a big talk are more often than not compensating for something, sweetheart,” you hum mockingly, a malicious grin tugging at your lips.

“You’re fucking annoying, you know that?” He hisses, wiggling slightly beneath your hold as he attempts to free himself to no avail.

“I’ve been called worse,” you shrug, nonchalantly. “Now, answer my question.”

The man remains quiet only for a moment longer as he seems to be contemplating whether or not he actually wants to respond to you. At the way he lets out a long exhale through his nose, you believe he’s chosen wisely.

“I’m not alone, we just each took a different corner of town,” he responds. “Our youngest was adamant about retrieving someone by himself while we gathered supplies.”

“Why our village?” You press.

“It was the next on our stop.” He replies. “Plus, the only town that our youngest seemed to care about.”

Your mind begins reeling. “He imprint or something?”

“You seem to know a lot about us for someone who’s not a hunter.” He counters.

“Just answer the damn question, you overgrown lizard.” You shift the blade slightly over his neck, noticing how his eyes dart down towards it nervously in the next second.

“You could say that.” He mumbles.

“Who?” You seethe, your need to protect the town and its inhabitants skyrocketing as his words settle over you.

“What’s it to you?” His eyes narrow.

“Watch it, or my hand might just slip,” you threaten, tightening your hold over him as your body rests over his own for the time being.

Again, his eyes dart down to the blade pressed against his throat, skin bright red and irritated beneath the metal.

“I don’t know her name.” He voices lowly.

Your brow quirks, tilting your head at him in disbelief.

“I swear I don’t!” He’s quick to add. “I don’t even know what she looks like. He’s been adamant on us not interfering with her since they met. I don’t even think she knows who he is, or what he is. He’s the only one of us that can actually hide it well.”

“Oh?” The corner of your lips twitch upwards. “Thanks for the information, you sure have a lot to give.”

He scowls briefly, before he manages to steel his features. “You sure are confident I’m not feeding you false information.”

“You sure do like hearing yourself talk, don’t you?” You huff out a dry laugh.

“You sure have a lot of confidence for a human.” He counters, fangs glinting beneath the light of the moon.

“Human, huh?” You smirk, nodding subtly along with his words. Then, your gaze is sharpening, eyes narrowing as you lean in as close as you dare to his face to whisper lowly in his ear. “Get the hell out of my village and never come back. Take your little friends with you, too.”

In the blink of an eye, you’ve stood off of him, fixing your cloak which had gotten dishevelled in your tussle with him on the floor. A second later, and your back is to him as you walk towards the door, stepping over your discarded produce without another thought.

“If I ever see you here again,” you spare a glance at him from over your shoulder as you watch him stand back to his feet. “I won’t be so kind.”

Just as you go to reach for the door handle, you sense him moving behind you. You manage to duck just in time to avoid the swipe of his claws aimed at your head, hearing the scraping of them against the wood of the door as splinters rains down above you.

Your body moves instantly, the steps almost second nature as you spin around, brandishing your dagger on the offensive. Two moves later, and you’ve sliced a deep gash across the side of his ribs, hearing how his breathing immediately becomes laboured as he drops to his knees.

“You bitch,” he seethes, glaring up at you as he desperately holds onto his bleeding side, attempting to stunt the flow of blood in any way he can.

“I warned you,” you sheathe your dagger, backing away from him slowly. “You’ve got minutes little boy. I hope your friends are close by.”

Without another word, you’re escaping into the night, blending into the chaos that greets you outside of the door.

A scowl rests on his features as he collapses to the floor, voice desperately calling out to his brothers in his mind for aid. The last thing he sees before his vision begins going black at the edges is the flow of your cloak as you fade into the crowd.

Not even five minutes later, and you’re bursting through the front door to your little cottage, slamming the wood shut behind you. Your breathing comes in jagged pants as you attempt to catch your breath, eyes darting around the area to make sure no one has broken in in the panic still occurring outside of your house.

That’s when you sense another presence with you.

Slowly, you begin creeping towards the back of your house, pulling out your dagger once more.

“Hello?” You call out, voice shaking as your eyes dart around the room, attempting to find the presence lingering at the edge of your senses. “Who’s there?”

Reaching your kitchen, you notice the backdoor has been left wide open. Carefully, you creep over and close the door, blocking off the exit for whoever decided to invade your home during this time. They’re not leaving here alive, that’s for sure.

A thud coming from behind you catches your attention, a low curse escaping whoever it is in the next second.

Your brow furrows. “Jongho? Is that you?”

“Yes, it’s me,” he replies, though his voice sounds a bit strained.

A minute later, and after hiding your dagger once more, you’ve managed to light an oil lamp. The light allows you to now see him rubbing the side of his hip as his face is contorted in a grimace of pain.

“What are you doing here?” Your brow furrows, walking over to check on him almost immediately.

“I came to check on you.” His reply is instant, almost forgetting about his injury as you come to stand before him. His hands find purchase on your arms as his worried filled gaze flits over every inch of your torso. “As soon as I heard the alarm sound, I came running.”

The way his nostrils flare as he pulls you the slightest bit closer does not go unnoticed by you. If you didn’t know any better, he almost looks annoyed for a second before that concern is taking over his features once more.

“I’m fine.” You reply, shrugging his grip off of you and taking a step away from him. “Are you okay?”

“I’ll be better once we get out of here,” he says, reaching for you again. Only, the way you avoid his grip has his brow furrowing. “We need to leave. Now.”

“Why?” You tilt your head almost innocently at him. “You know I’m safe here. It already sounds like the worst of it is over.”

“You don’t know that.” He grimaces slightly.

“And you do?” You raise a brow questioningly at him. “I get you’re worried for me, but really, I can take care of myself. I have been for a long time. Even before I met you.”

You swear you hear a low growl on the wind.

He takes a step closer, managing to grab your hand lightly in his own this time.

“If you let me, you wouldn’t have to be alone anymore,” Jongho’s voice is low, nothing more than a mere rumble as he brushes his thumb tenderly over the back of your hand.

“Jongho, you sure are acting strange tonight.” You reply, somewhat warily. “What’s gotten into you?”

“I-“

Before you have time to react, you sense three more presences rushing towards your back door. Instantly, Jongho has pulled you into his arms as the wood flies off its hinges, three males rushing into your kitchen. One of whom you recognize.

“I’m sorry, we couldn’t wait any longer.” The gruff voice of a male with bright yellow hair, the tips a vibrant red, reaches your ears as he supports another familiar male between himself and another male with chestnut hair that’s shorter in the front, but longer in the back.

“I told you not to interrupt.” Jongho seethes, pressing you firmer into his side as he holds you to him protectively.

Two more males follow behind, one holding bloodroot in his hands while the other carries some honeysuckle. Each wear worried expressions on their faces, watching as the first two males lift the one held between them onto your counter.

The flapping of wings can be heard outside before two more males are rushing into your house a moment later.

Thunder booms overheard, rain beginning to dance across your rooftop.

Your heart pounds within your chest as your eyes widen at the eight males now having invaded your home. In an instant, you elbow Jongho in the chest, slipping out of his arms as you draw your dagger in front of you for protection once more.

“Who the hell are you, and what the fuck are you doing in my house?” Your eyes dart between each male, making sure to now keep your distance from Jongho all the while.

“Did you not tell her yet?” One of the males with sharp eyes, and what appears to be a birthmark beside his left eye, turns his gaze towards Jongho, arms crossed in front of his chest.

“I didn’t get a chance to before you all came bursting in.” Jongho’s eyes narrow in response, jaw clenched in annoyance. “I told you to wait.”

“We can’t get the bleeding to stop.” The one holding the honeysuckle says, placing some in his mouth to begin chewing the plant into a paste to apply to the wound.

“He’d fading,” the other holding the bloodroot adds. “Fast.”

“We remembered you saying something about her being good with herbs and tonics.” The one with the longer chestnut hair says, eyes briefly darting towards you.

A strained cough is heard from the male on top of your counter. “Oh, she’s good alright.”

All heads are turning towards the male as his chest heaves with every breath. A sheen of sweat lines every free inch of his skin, his flesh getting paler and paler with each passing second.

“Hello, huntress.” The male grins, gaze meeting yours for only a second before he becomes too weak to continue holding his head up.

All heads now turn towards you.

“You did this to him?” The tallest one standing off to the side says this, voice both a little incredulous and accusatory.

“So, that’s why you smelt like him,” Jongho mumbles, a furrow to his brow.

Your eyes widen with an unrivalled fury as you round on Jongho, the injured male’s words from earlier about their youngest ringing through your ears.

“You’ve been lying to me.” You keep your tone low, grip tightening on the blade still held in your hand.

Lightning flashes, thunder crashing above.

“I know you’re probably scared right now-“

“Scared?” You cut Jongho off. “Oh, no. I’m furious.”

“Listen, you can have your little lovers spat later,” the one with the bright locks akin to a flame cuts in. “Seonghwa is dying and we need you to heal him.”

“Who said I was going to help you?” You huff out a breath, straightening slightly in your spot.

Seven low growls reach your ears, and you almost let a threatening one of your own slip passed your lips.

“Who said you had a choice?” The one with the birthmark quirks a brow, turning his piercing gaze towards you.

This time, you cannot contain the way your eyes flash at all of them in response, the golden hue lighting up the room along with the next spark of lighting.

A sharp inhale is heard from all of them, shoulders tensing as you mentally curse yourself for losing control, even if only for a brief moment.

Jongho’s lips curl over his teeth. “Looks like I’m not the only one who has been keeping secrets.”

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winterviolet1 · 4 months

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Ateez Reaction:

Them being hybrids with a human S/O

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Hybrid Ateez and their human S\O

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HongJoong:

HongJoong being a wolf hybrid. wolves being know for loyal, educated, Intelligence and strong tie to families. Being the leader in his pack of mix hybrids, he always cares and defends his friends and family. He was mostly a lone wolf without a mate until he met you.

You and HongJoong met at a hybrid café tho you were a human. You two met a few time before Hongjoong asked you out on a coffee date. From there you as his s/o have been with Hongjoong for near 4 years. There has been a few time that Hongjoong thought he may be not good enough for you cause he was a hybrid but you proven him wrong. He's happy to have someone like you in his life either as A human or a hybrid.

You are his Mate

SeongHwa:

Seonghwa the charming yet sweet red panda hybrid. being the oldest in the group of mix hybrids. Seonghwa is loving and protective but in his way that only those close to him knows about. Being a red panda has it perks at times but it also has it con except when he was out on his walk and met you.

You was on the bench doing some sketching on your drawing book. When you as Seonghwa as he was looking at you, you were shy by his beautiful charms and red panda energy. You two chat over for a bit and for a while, you got to know Seonghwa as he did the same for you. Soon you two started dating cause Seonghwa and You grew feeling for each other over time. You were getting used to Seonghwa hybrid side which you alway from cute and would get to pet his ear.

Seonghwa was more then happen to have you as his human S/O

Yunho:

Yunho as fox hybrid is beautiful, sly and playful. Being one of the tallest hybrids in his friends group. Yunho loves to pick on and teases those who are shorter then him while he best friend his Mingi.

During the day it was snowing. Yunho met you at a store as you were trying to reach something on a top shelf. Having a big heart and playful expression. You and Yunho met up quite a lot on days he wasn't busy. Soon you and Yunho started dating, You get to play and touch Yunho ears and tail since he finds it comfortable.

Yunho is more then happy to have you as his human S/O cause he get to share his passion with you

Yeosang:

Yeosang as Racoon hybrid usual has a few flaws. Raccoon are usual known to be a pest and thieves but not Yeosang. Yeosang is sweet, insecure and kind to those in his family and friends. Yeosang is normally insecure for his markings cause he finds them ugly and thinks he looks unattractive with them.

You as he S/O of 3 years love everything about him. His markings, his expression and everything about him attracts you to him. You met him at a skate park as he was skateboarding around before he accident ended up crashing into you. After many apologies and offer to repay for crashing into you, You get to know him well and his hybrid side as he is very shy being himself around you.

He's grateful you don't find him disgusting

San:

San as a sugar glider hybrid tend to sleep a lot during the day. His cheery and mischief are active during the night. So when he was out to do some late night activities, He met you at a festive as you saw him covering his ear cause of how sensitive they were. You were sweet to have earmuffs and cover his ears so the loud sounds were muff as San blushed while smile at you kindness.

After that day You two had met up a lot til he asked you out on a date. Now your his S/O of a year and 4 months, He was warm and cuddly during times when you two take a nap. Being a human san had sure to not harm you with his sharp nails when you two hold hands or have intimate sessions.

San's happy to have you in his life.

Mingi:

Mingi another tall get in the group would be a Panda Hybrid. Cuddly, shy and clingy he may be but don't let his cute side fool you. He can be quite the handful guy til he opens up to those around him.

You as his human S/O love this big man. Going on dates with him when he isn't busy with tour or work was lovely. He met you during one of the events with him and his team as you were just minding your own business. You were surprised at first to see someone like him but happy to get to know him and is now dating this Panda Hybrid.

Mingi was more then happy to show you off to the world if he could get the chance to lol

Wooyoung:

Wooyoung a tiger hybrid is smug, clingy, cheeky and sometime passive aggressive. Wooyoung loves attention and is easily jealous when he attention is taken from him. Especially if his S/O attention was taken from him.

You as his human S/O knows the wrath if Wooyoung is jealous. Luckily always manage to get around it by giving him kisses, making his favorite food or spending long session with cuddles. Wooyoung takes pride as he know brags about how he luck to have someone like you in his arms and no one else.

"Babe of course I would show you off if it means to show everyone your mine"

Jongho:

Jongho the fearsome Lion hybrid. He take pride in what he does for his group of friends and family. If you make him angry, well might not see another day. He's very protective and supportive to the one's he love, even his Human S/O.

You as his Human S/O is his precious treasure. You and Jongho met during his tour as he found you the most charm/beautiful human he ever saw. Getting to know each after exchanging numbers, You manage to capture his heart as he did the same to you as now you two been dating for over a year. Jongho can easily jealous if another human tires to hit on you when he is or isn't around.

In his eyes, your his lioness and the love of his life...

#seonghwa #hongjoong #jongho #mingi #yeosang #san #yunho #wooyoung #ateez reactions #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #hybrid au #hybrid ateez #ateez imagines

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sunmoonjune · 2 years

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masterlist

an updated collection of the works of sunmoonjune. all works belong to sunmoonjune. do not copy, translate, or repost any of my works. I will no longer be updating the previous masterlist! I just needed a chance of pace to get back on track :))

*please regard the warnings at the beginning of each fic! they are very important - please remember that you curate your own internet experience, so take heed to any and all warnings*

previous masterlist

petrichor

a stray kids and ateez supernatural universe!

choose your own adventure masterlist

in this masterlist, you’ll be guided to pick your first adventure: through the door of rising suns and rays of light or the door of starry skies and a midnight moon?

once you pick your door, there will be links to the fics in each universe in the masterpost of the specific kingdom: the kingdom of dawn (ateez) and the kingdom of night (stray kids)

there is lots of lore for each universe in these pieces!

stray kids

oneshots

primordial: poly!ot8 stray kids x fem!reader [sea gods au, soulmate au]

[preview]

synopsis: “Oh no,” the deep voice spoke hushedly, “we cannot destroy something that has loved us so beautifully.”

warnings: suggestive content! minors dni!! mentions of death, drowning injury, blood, poly relationships including member x member, swearing

rating: mature [due to suggestive content]

word count: 12.3k

storm clouds at midnight: poly!ot8 stray kids x fem! reader [werewolf au, soulmate au]

synopsis: moving to a little woodside town, you discover a deep bond that connects you to eight wolves who reside in the forest aside your cottage. soon after your first meeting, you give into the enchanting magical connection and accept the pack leader’s challenge: if any of the wolves can catch you, you'll accept the mating bond (a silly proposal, considering you have long since accepted the connection)

warnings: intense suggestive content (not explicit smut, but damn well close) [minors dni!!], predator/prey, chasing, blood, injury, vulgar language, cursing, biting, choking

rating: extremely mature! [minors pls do not interact!]

word count: 26.3k

↳ untitled drabble: poly!ot8 stray kids x fem!reader [storm clouds! universe]

hyunjin, minho, chan, felix based

synopsis: musings about hyunjin and his hair-tie stealing tendencies

warnings: gets a little raunchy -- minors please dni! suggestive content and cursing

↳ moonlit inferno: poly! ot8 stray kids x fem!reader [storm clouds! universe]

synopsis: the wolf pack muses upon the mating chases that have occurred since your courting process finished. one resulted in your favor, the other in their own. while planning their tactic to win the next, they’re interrupted by your call with someone they had not expected.

warnings: suggestive content!! predator/prey, chasing, cursing, vulgar language, choking, teasing, biting, minors please do not interact with this piece (you will get blocked!)

rating: mature! [minors dni]

word count: 10k

ateez

series

like the moon: poly!ot8 ateez x fem! oc!reader

*disclaimer: I tag the reader as an /oc/ just in case, but the reader here isn’t really an oc - she has a nickname and a backstory (as well as family figures), but she does not have any distinguishing features besides her scars and enough hair to tie rings into -- anything else is not mentioned so it’s still a reader insert, I just wanted to clarify for anyone who is confused! *

one: the trial

two: a familiar face

three: puncture

four: honey

five: hatred

six: an anchor in storming seas

seven: angel

eight: reconciliation

nine: common ground

ten: new start

eleven: too slow

twelve: gone

thirteen: flames relit

fourteen: home

fifteen: safe

sixteen: my hongjoong

seventeen: magpies

synopsis: it’s finally the day of your trial. you’ve been waiting for this day for years. will you succeed and become a warrior your clan can finally be proud of? or will you fail, and be banished from the village forever?

warnings: graphic depictions of past torture, past abuse, gore, injury, death, threats, fighting, reader is nonverbal for much of this fic, previous familial abuse [this fic can be considered triggering in many aspects, pls be cautious and heed the warnings at the beginning of each chapter!]

rating: mature

word count: 160k

status: in progress

↳ extra lore! some extra detail on her mask

↳ extra lore! the semiotics of a long bow: a glimpse into the symbols seonghwa carves into his longbow

↳ spring tides: a like the moon oneshot

synopsis: the ateez clan celebrate your birthday <3

warnings: vague mentions of eating disorder, death and torture, scars, ptsd, very fluffy! a lot of comfort! not so dark this time xD I did not proofread this :D

rating: teen

word count: 14.1k

oneshots

dewdrops at dawn: poly!ot8 ateez x fem! reader [demon au, soulmate au] [petrichor! universe]

synopsis: you’ve never really believed in angels, or anything of the sort, but in a last ditch effort to escape a grave situation – you find yourself to praying for someone - anyone - to come help you.

“wow, you would not believe how fast angels are! I had to fight like six of them to answer your call!”

warnings: creepy men, implied chubby!reader, social anxiety, implied neurodivergency, cursing, being followed, drunk assholes, blood, death, minor gore, intense sexual themes [minors dni!!], heavy suggestive content

rating: mature [minors dni!]

word count: 17.2k

mist at daybreak: poly!ot8 ateez x fem! reader [demon au, soulmate au] [petrichor! universe]

[preview]

synopsis: a one shot to continue dewdrops at dawn.

as you officially settle into life in Hell, a few problems arise. the first comes in the form of nightmares - or memories, you suppose - memories of your death. images of blood and tears, the sight of your grieving mates, and the weak plea of a promise are all you can see.

“forever, angel.” he promises, voice weak as tears muddle his vision. “forever. I promise.”

warnings: blood, death, cursing, mourning, suggestive content, mentions of vomit

rating: mature [minors dni]

word count: 5.7k [preview]

jujutsu kaisen

series

house-elves & moondew: poly!satosugu x fem!reader [hogwarts au]

chapter one

synopsis: “you must be some wizard,” Suguru huffs softly, a warm smile gracing his features as his dark eyes drift over you. his chest sings with a giddy lightness, feeling the butterflies in his stomach turn when a little grin pulls at your features.

when you tilt your head in confusion, Satoru continues for his partner. “You’ve bewitched us,” he murmurs softly, voice warm and husky as he leans close, “body and soul - without even uttering a single spell.”

warnings: social anxiety, reader has implied trauma, violence, injury, blood, death, death eaters, heavy suggestive content [minors dni!!], cursing

rating: mature [minors dni!]

word count: 15k

status: ongoing

oneshots

in their loving hands: poly!satosugu x fem!reader [mafia au, kindergarten teacher au]

synopsis: you’re a hard working kindergarten teacher, just trying to earn enough money to move out of your run-down apartment. everything is normal, or as much as it can be, until two men drop their daughters off in your kindergarten classroom. Nanako and Mimiko quickly become two of your favorite students, and their unreasonably attractive fathers have nothing to do with it - you promise!

warnings: blood, death, cursing, mentions of cheating, insecurity, being followed/chased, being attacked, mentions of sexual content!

rating: mature

word count: 18.8k

gods and monsters: poly!satosugu x fem!reader [pacific rim au]

synopsis: six years after you lose your jaeger co-pilot, the Marshall finds you working on the coastal wall; he’s adamant you return to your station, but you can’t imagine piloting a jaeger with anyone who isn’t your brother. when you’re talked into returning to base, you’re met with the world’s two best jaeger pilots.

warnings: blood, death, gore, cursing, mounters, past trauma, reader has a brother, fighting, angst, heavy suggestive content [minors dni!]

rating: mature [minors dni!]

word count: 27.6k

raspberry leaves: poly!satosugu x fem!reader [jjk au] [family!au]

synopsis: reader has severe period cramps in the middle of the night and hides in the bathroom to try to deal with her agony. geto wakes to your figure missing in bed and worries. how can he help your pain?

warnings: periods, severe cramp, painkillers, fainting, mentions of vomiting, cursing, fathers!gojo and geto, megumi tsumiki nanako and mimiko are your kids :D

rating: teen

word count: 12.5k

works in progress

*these are works that are currently being drafted - fics will only be added to this list if they have portions written!*

kpop groups

mist at daybreak: poly!ot8 ateez x fem!reader [dewdrops at dawn universe]

thunder at twilight: poly!ot8 stray kids x fem!reader [stormclouds at midnight universe]

planned

all of my stars: poly!satosugu x fem!reader [jujutsu universe, geto doesn’t defect, happy!au lol]

our own constellations: poly!ot8 stray kids x fem!reader [primordial universe]

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twisted-tales-of-all · 7 months

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An Incubus's Innocence

Summary: After being assigned to work for Jongho, you learn that his powers make him an almost unbearable tease. When you confront him, you learn the reason behind it and offer help. Pairing: Choi Jongho x afab!Reader Genre: Mature/Smut, Fluff (if you squint), Fantasy, One Shot Tropes: idol!AU, Incubus!AU, personal assistant!AU Word Count: 3.6k Contains: cursing, jealousy, territorial Jongho, he's a bit pushy at first, he's a massive tease, pet names (baby, babe), mixed signals, dirty talk, telepathy, inexperienced!Jongho, oral (m. receiving), orgasm denial (kinda), hair pulling, guidance in the bedroom, confirming consent (as you should!)

When you agreed to work closely with ATEEZ, you expected that you'd run around doing errands. With an exceptionally high salary and the numerous documents to sign, you should've gotten a hint that it wouldn't be the case, and the moment you were assigned to a specific member in particular, you should've known, but your vision was clouded by the money and security of it all - not to mention leaving your old shitty life behind.

Moving into the apartment they assigned you felt like washing away all the stress and negativity you'd piled up over the recent months. Other than the boxes scattered around waiting to be unpacked, everything looked pristine and light. You let yourself take this in as a symbol of the life to come, hoping only for good things.

How wrong was that?

Meeting the group for the first time started the chaos without hesitation, as the manager told them who you were and left you alone for the wolves to tear apart. Quickly, you learned what everyone was - and hence what needed avoidance - and made note to remember. Luckily, you knew of the group already, so you didn't have to put names to faces on top of it. Learning which creatures they were was more than enough work.

"So, lemme double check. Seonghwa and Yeosang are sirens. Mingi is a werewolf. San and Yunho are animal hybrids. Wooyoung, you're a kitsune. And then Hongjoong and Jongho are sex demons?"

With the group's approval of your efforts, the chaos starts right back from where it left off. Suddenly, Mingi is asking you a dozen questions a minute, leaving you unable to keep up. Seeing this, the otherwise uninterested man that you were assigned to help interrupts the wolf and pulls you out of the room by your wrist.

"They hired you for me, so what are you entertaining the dog for?" He spits, jealousy dripping from his words.

"I was just answering questions. But how am I supposed to help you, anyway?" You wring your arm out of his grasp and continue, "Why does an incubus need help from a human?"

With a chuckle, he leans in close to whisper directly into your ear, "Now where else would I get my energy from?"

Your face warms up at his comment, but you decide to play it off as a joke, "Very funny, Jongho. Really, what can I do for you?"

Wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you to be flush against him, he makes direct eye contact to emphasize his point, "Fall for me. Desire me."

You freak out at the closeness, brain blanking from the intensity of his gaze. Although small words and noises spill from your lips, none of them make any sense. The moment you break eye contact, he leans in closer, enjoying your confusion.

"Let it happen, babe," He growls out the pet name. "I can feel the urge in you. Why not let it out to play?"

Locking eyes again out of shock, you wonder how he can tell. As his face is only a couple of inches away from yours, you find your gaze shifting downwards, landing on his lips. You watch as one side of his mouth curls upward mischievously, focusing on how beautiful it would be if this is your true job.

"You want a taste, babe? I know I'm dying to taste you."

Watching his lips move as he speaks, you feel like you've been put in some sort of trance. Betraying all the thoughts telling you that it isn't right, you lean in slightly. He meets you in the middle, placing his free hand on your cheek as the arm around your midsection tightens and pulls you as close as you can get. A warmth unlike any you've felt before builds in the pit of your stomach as the kiss continues. Quickly, the gentle start twists into a hungry, needy rush. Before you know that you've moved, your back hits the wall and his hand moves down to your butt. Slowly, the hand around your face moves to your neck, followed by his lips shortly after. Giving into your urges, you find yourself mumbling out his name with ragged breath. You feel him smile against the base of your neck before coaxing you to remain quiet.

"The others are only a room away, and some of them have heightened hearing. Quiet down before they hear."

Although he calmly scolds you, he sucks on your collarbone immediately after, making your breath catch in your throat. Despite his words, he continues his actions, lifting your leg and making it wrap around his hip. Grinding against you slightly, he manages to collect a massive burst of energy, so he slows down and eases out of the position. Finishing with a peck to your lips, he smiles and steps back.

"You taste wonderful, Y/N. So much that you've made me full."

As your breath steadies, you feel an emptiness settle where the warmth once was, "We've not doing more?"

"Don't worry. It's your job, so you'll get more later. For now, I'm full on your energy, so you should be glad. It'd be quite draining in we were to fuck, y'know. You might have to sleep for days."

Not believing him, you slump against the wall, pouting, but he just leaves the room to join the others. You hear them asking about you, with Hongjoong teasing that he probably put you through too much on your first day on the job.

When you pull yourself together and enter the main room again, you hear Hongjoong scream out, "You didn't?!"

"Ask Y/N yourself if you don't believe me. We didn't even undress." Jongho waves him off, paying attention to his phone once again.

Everyone else turns to face you. Hongjoong stands up and approaches you to ask, "You really didn't have sex with him? How does he seem so satisfied then?"

Embarrassed by being so blatantly asked about your sex life, you can't find the words to answer, so you simply shake your head. Your gaze falls to the floor, so Hongjoong notices the difference between you and Jongho quickly.

"You were left unsatisfied, weren't you?" Raising his voice to bring Jongho's attention, he asks, "Should I help you out, then?"

In the blink of an eye, Jongho is in between you and Hongjoong, gripping the collar of the shorter man's shirt, "Don't even think about it."

Scoffing, Hongjoong brushes the hand away and takes a step back, mocking, "Quite possessive over a simple human there."

Breaking the resulting silence, you shakily say goodbye to everyone and make your way down the hall to your apartment. You plop onto your bed and stare at a random spot on your floor for a moment before thrashing around to get rid of the stress and whiplash of emotions from the past hour. When you're finished, you lay flat on top of your blankets with your pillow hugged to your chest. Trying to make sense of everything, you relive it again in your mind.

Accepting the job. Being assigned to Jongho. Meeting everybody. Finding out that none of them are human. Jongho getting mad that you're giving Mingi attention. The room - god, the room. Him leaving suddenly, and that empty feeling. Yet him threatening the captain with violence over you.

Everything feels confusing. You can't figure out where you stand with Jongho. It keeps you up all night, but you don't even notice until you hear a knock on your door, prompting you to check the clock as you stand. Checking the camera, you see Jongho standing there. Your heart begins to race and the warmth returns to your core. Trying to hide this from him, you take a deep grounding breath before opening the door.

"Hello, babe. Can I come in? I missed you once I woke up this morning."

"Uh, sure." You move aside to let him in, but continue, "You missed me? We only just met."

Tossing you a judgemental look, he jokes, "Didn't stop you from thinking about me all night, now, did it?"

"How-?"

"I can read your energy, Y/N. There's no use hiding anything from me. I'll see it, even if nobody else will."

As you follow him to the couch, you ask, "That's a power you have? How does that help an incubus?"

With a laugh, he comments, "You read books about us, haven't you? It's probably stuck in your mind that we just fuck the souls out of people for our own well-being, right?"

Embarrassed to learn that your idea is wrong, you answer with a nod and a mumbled, "Mhm."

Suddenly, he's leaning against you with his hand holding your chin. He speaks with a lure in his voice, sounding as sweet as can be for a demon, "Is that what you want? Would you prefer if I just screw you into oblivion everyday?"

Knowing you can't hide your heightened heart rate, you try to make up an excuse instead, "It, it sounds enthralling, but how about we meet in the middle somewhere? Maybe once or twice a week?"

Slowly, his hand moves from your chin to the back of your neck as you speak, brushing your skin ever so slightly. Tugging slightly on the hair at your nape to tilt your head back, he deepens his voice but keeps that sweet tone, "Now, now. Who works for who here, babe? Are you really that upset that I left you wanting last night?"

You don't have to respond. You know he already knows the answer. After such a quick escalation, how could you not be upset that he ended it early? He switched on a dime and acted like nothing happened in a second.

"Oh, poor baby. Should I make it up to you? You waited for me and everything."

He swings his leg over you, sitting himself in your lap without missing a beat. As he places his hands on the couch on either side of your head, his devious smile finds its way to your lips, so much so that you can still feel the smile in his kiss.

More. Please give me more this time.

Although you think it to yourself, he responds by snaking a hand under your shirt. He holds your waist gently to contrast the aggressive kiss, and the cold touch of skin on skin earns a whine falling from your lips. Unlike the night prior, you feel comfortable to make all the noise you'd like, and Jongho responds positively to it as well. As his hand raises under the shirt, you find yourself whining again as he pulls away to lift it over your head. As soon as the article is removed, you grab ahold of the fabric at his chest and pull him back to you to continue the kiss.

You hear his voice in your head jokingly tell you to have patience, but you can't tell whether it's your imagination or yet another one of his powers - and, frankly, you couldn't care less to know the answer. Tugging at his shirt again, you wordlessly urge him to remove it, but he grabs at your hand instead, moving it down to your shorts.

Pulling away momentarily, you pout, "It's your turn. Why do I have to remove something else before you remove anything?"

"We're not there yet, Y/N. I don't show myself to just anyone, y'know. NDA or otherwise."

Begrudgingly, you pull your shorts down, lifting your body off the couch momentarily. You feel your thighs rub against Jongho as you do this, but he stifles any reaction he might've had due to it. Looking down, you notice his bulge and feel your mouth water at the idea of his cock in your mouth. You drop the shorts down your legs and kick them off of your feet as Jongho moves a hand down your body, lightly grazing against your shoulder blades, chest, hip, and thigh.

You watch his face as his hungry eyes follow his hand down your body and land on your underwear, sensing that they're sticking to you thanks to your wetness.

"Dirty, dirty. We've got a good one here, haven't we?" He boasts, proud that he has his own personal energy source that he can work up so easily.

"Jongho," you breathe out, bringing his eyes back up to yours. "Can I blow you? You look like you want it."

Lightly pressing a hand against the bulge in his pants, you urge him to undo them to let his needy member free. Clicking his tongue, he gets up from your lap. Looking down at you, he finds you pouting as the emptiness fills you again, and the cold air hits your nearly-naked body.

"Pushy, Y/N. Too pushy. We'll get there when we get there. Today isn't the day, since you don't know how to contain yourself properly yet."

Although you reach out for him in hopes of him coming back, he simply picks up your shirt and hands it to you. Holding it to your chest, you beg him not to leave you like this again.

"I can stay with you if you'd like, but I can't eat any more. Your energy overflows so nicely, but that means I can only handle so much of it."

This pattern repeats over the course of the month, and you struggle to get past a heated makeout with him, so you decide to try something new. When he calls you to join him in the dance studio, you head over with the determination to get something out of him, even if it's just some extra skin being shown.

Entering the studio, you find all the boys scattered around the room, sweaty and panting. They all say hello through their shaky breaths, and you make your way to Jongho to ask why he called you over today. Resting against the wall, he dons a black tank top and ripped jeans. Already, you've seen more skin today than in any of your sessions.

Before you even ask anything, the tired boy reaches out both hands towards you, asking for a hug. You comply, bending down and wrapping your arms around him while ignoring the stickiness of his skin.

"Thanks for coming, Y/N. I'm really drained right now, and you always bring my energy back."

"It almost sounds sweet if you weren't just being literal about it." Yeosang shouts from across the room, resting atop a pile of mats.

"Oh, shut it, Yeosang."

You feel him regain strength as you stay with him, but remind yourself of your resolve in case he tries anything funny. And, sure enough, he teases you shortly after.

"Should I show you off in front of everyone?" He whispers with a nudge to your shoulder.

You immediately pull away and stand your ground, "No. I'm not doing anything with you right now."

As you firmly put your foot down, you see Jongho tense up and hear some reactions - mostly stifled laughs - from those in the room with better hearing. He tries to joke with you further, claiming that he'll wait until you go home if he has to, but you claim that you don't want to do anything with him unless he follows through all the way. You say this loud enough for everyone to hear, earning a couple of shocked reactions.

Once practice ends, you all walk home together. Saying goodbye at their door, you walk down the hall to yours, followed by a silent but irritated Jongho. He walks into your apartment without invitation, sitting down on your bed with legs crossed at the knee.

"What was all that for?"

"What do you mean? I came like you asked."

"You put on a performance for them, talking about you no longer playing with me."

"Oh, that's no performance. Unless something more happens, I'm refusing to mess around with you again."

Leaning back in an attempt to regain his sense of control, he tries to gauge your energy. Finding your determination stronger than anything else, he sighs, "Okay, what is that something? What do you want to happen? I'll see if I'm willing."

After a short conversation establishing that he wishes to keep all his clothes on, he agrees to give you oral. Although you can't understand how he's okay to blue-ball himself so much, you relish in your victory to progress with him.

This time, the makeout session is quicker. You're undressed within ten minutes, with him trailing kisses down your naked body as he kneels onto the floor in front of your bed. He pays close attention to your thighs and focuses on them for longer than you expect before a thought comes to mind. You place your hand lightly on his head, coaxing him to stop and look up at you.

"Have you not done this before? Is that why you're hesitant to do anything?"

His eyes widen, wondering how you came to that conclusion despite his best attempts to hide it, but he can't find the words to deny your accusation. You play with his hair a bit as you sit up straighter.

"Do you want me to guide you? I don't mind. Wouldn't have expected a sex demon to be a virgin, but everyone has to start somewhere, right?"

You pat the bed, telling him to sit there with you. You ask him again if he's truly okay with doing this and remind him that you'll guide him through anything that worries him but that you don't want him stopping without explanation halfway through. Emphasizing the importance of communication, you feel him warm up a bit to you.

"Y/N," he starts, gathering the courage to use the words he wants to say, "Could you... go first? I still don't want to take off my clothes, though. Is there a way for it to work?"

"You want me to do what exactly? I can always rub you through your pants, or if you're okay with unbuttoning and showing me just your dick, I can suck you off. It all depends on what you're comfy with."

Looking down at his lap, he whispers, "Could you suck it? I wanna feel it."

The confidence from before is totally wiped from him, and you see someone fully different. Agreeing, you throw your leg over him and hover above his lap with your arms draped over his shoulders. The kisses softer now, you coax him to lay down and slowly guide your hands to his pants. You keep eye contact as you hook your fingers over the hem. He quickly unbuttons them for you, and you pull them down with his underwear, only just until you feel him spring up from the barriers and hit your hand. Before touching it yourself, you return your attention to his face, brushing a stray hair off of his forehead and kissing his cheek and down to his collarbone. Sucking on the skin, you show him a taste of your skills and kiss the red mark.

"You ready, Jongho?"

With the slightest noise of approval, you move down and kiss the tip of his exposed dick. His breath hitches at the sensation, so you lightly wrap a hand around him before placing your lips fully around the tip. As you slowly move your hand, you swirl your tongue around, tasting the salty precum leaking from his tip. Catching him grabbing at your sheets, you place your hand on top of his until his grip weakens. You bring his hand to your head, but he doesn't know what to do, so you lift your head to talk to him.

"Do just like you did to the sheets. Grab my hair in your fist if you want. Let me feel that you like it. Plus, this way you can pull me away if I do too much for you or do something you don't like. Just don't pull too hard."

Leaning back in, you continue, moaning onto his dick when you feel him grab onto your hair and arch his back in response. Gaining a sense of dominance as his enjoyment rushes through your head, you begin taking more of him into your mouth, bobbing your head at the same pace as your hand. After a couple of minutes, he's whining incoherently, so you take it as a good sign and take his full length, the tip hitting your throat and making him grab your hair tighter to hold you in place. You enjoy his reactions, loving to see this new side of him. Without warning, you feel a gush of hot liquid stream down your throat, bringing tears to the corners of your eyes as you have to stop yourself from choking out of shock. You swallow it down, the sensations drawing a strained groan from the man from the overstimulation.

When his grip loosens again, you slowly move away, quickly wiping your mouth with your wrist as you look up to find an exhausted man staring at the ceiling above him.

"Tired?" You joke.

"No, I'm overloaded, actually. I've never felt such a great surge of energy before."

Laying down next to him, you confirm that he enjoyed it. As he thanks you for helping him, he turns over and throws an arm around you, asking whether he should try to repay the favor.

"I think I can work with that great example. It probably won't be as good, but I'll practice plenty."

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lettersfromaphrodite · 11 months

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masterlist

─ 'CAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOUNG LOVE IS ALL ABOUT ♡

smut : 🍑 ; fluff : 🍭 ; angst : 🌧️

ATEEZ

Hongjoong: [16.30] 🍭 // [9.20] 🍭

Seonghwa: [5.26] 🍑 // AO3 link

Yeosang: [00.30] 🌧️

Wooyoung: [22.22] 🍑

Seonghwa x Hongjoong: «Protect Me, My Aurora.» 🌧️🍑🍭🏴‍☠️ // AO3 link | [make me a villain] 🔮 // AO3 link

Grease! ATEEZ Series 🕺

Yunho: [3.42] 🍑🍭 // AO3 link

Yeosang: [4.57] 🍑🕺

Wooyoung: [15.37] 🍑🕺

Elemental Series 🔥💧🍃🌪️

Hongjoong x Fem! Reader: «do you believe in fate?» 🔮🌧️🍑🍭 // AO3 link

Chan x Fem! Reader: «flames to dust.» 🔮🌧️🍑🍭 // AO3 link

STRAY KIDS

Chan: [17.49]🍑🍭🎮

Jisung: [15.44] 🍭 // AO3 link | Jisung: [17.15]🎀🍑🍭

Hyunjin: [3.17]🍭

Sea Shanties Collection 📚🧜‍♂️🏴‍☠️ // AO3 link

Chan: [9.54] 🧜‍♂️🌧️🍭

Minho: «it’s high tide, baby.» 🧜‍♂️🌧️🍑🍭

Wolves! Stray Kids Series 🐺🔮 // AO3 link

Chan: [11.11] 🍭🔮🐺 // [3.21]🍑🍭🔮🐺

Changbin: [23.15] 🌧️🍑🍭🔮 🐺

Jisung: [2.22]🌧️🍑🍭🔮🐺

Hyunjin: [14.23]🍑🍭🔮🐺

Seungmin: [4.55]🌧️🍑🍭🔮🐺

Minho: [1.32]🍑🍭🔮🐺 // [2.31]🍑🍭🔮🐺

Felix: [14.20]🌧️🍭🔮🐺

Jeongin: [20.18]🍭🔮🐺

Royals! Stray Kids Series 👑 // AO3 link

Chan: [16.40]🌧️🍑🍭👑

Changbin: [10.40]🌧️🍭👑

Jisung: [00.00]🍑🍭👑🧛‍♂️

Hyunjin: [8.45]🌧️🍑🍭👑

Seungmin: [20.55]🌧️🍑🍭👑

Minho: [15.54]🍭👑

Felix: [2.33]🍑🍭👑 // [3.32]🍑🍭👑

Jeongin: [17.59]🌧️🍭👑

Vampires! Stray Kids Series 🧛‍♂️ // AO3 link

Chan: [8.58]🌧️🍑🍭🧛‍♂️

Changbin: [17.25]🌧️🍑🍭🎀🧛‍♂️

Jisung: [00.00]🍑🍭👑🧛‍♂️

Hyunjin: [8.03]🍑🍭🧛‍♂️

Seungmin: [8.50]🌧️🍭🧛‍♂️

Minho: [14.56]🌧️🍑🍭🧛‍♂️

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thelargefrye · 1 year

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HONEY CYCLE … one - shot (18+)

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pairing : werewolf!hongjoong x werewolf!f!reader (background werewolf poly ateez)

genre : smut, werewolf au, hurt / comfort

word count : 4.2k

warnings : language, intrusive thoughts, fear of being forgotten, allusion to physical and mental abuse, y/n has scars on her back, nightmares

smut warnings : unprotected sex, concept of mating / mates, bath sex, public sex (but in a private area), mommy kink, marking, pet names (pup), threesome, double penetration

note : for mommy!may event by @whatudowhennooneseesyou

hongjoong wonders if you will ever be able to trust again, but him and the others are willing to wait for you.

sometimes hongjoong can't believe that its been five years since you and san joined the pack. he feels like it was just yesterday when he discovered you and san at his pack border. san carrying you on his back, you heavily bleeding, as he begged for hongjoong to help you. how you were so scared to trust him and the others and how you thought san would be better off here - alone, rather than with you here with him.

he remembers how san begged him and the others to help find you. he can still remember the pure and raw rage he felt when he found out how your old pack treated you. how they forbidden you and san from becoming mates.

but now, five years later and both you and san are flourishing with him and the others. everyone in the pack has welcomed you with open arms and he's glad you decided to make this your new home. glad you decided to make him and the others your home.

hongjoong honestly thought things were going well until san came to him one day, concern written all over his face.

"joong, can you try talking to y/n for me? she's been acting strange recently and it has me worried," san told him which immediately caught hongjoong's attention.

he thought he was imagining the slight shift in your attitude. the way you slowly began to distance yourself from him or one of the others, but now that san has brought it to his attention, he knows its real. he knows that he wasn't imagining anything.

"it feels like we suddenly went back in time five years ago," san confesses as he looks down at his hands, not able to fully grasp the fact that you were trying to pull away from him again. not when he felt like he just got you back.

"i'll talk to her, don't worry sannie," hongjoong tells the younger wolf with a smile before leaning over to press a kiss to his lips. san smiles a little bit into the kiss before he pulls away.

"thanks," san says before bidding the leader of the pack goodbye and makes his way out of his office.

hongjoong finds you a few hours later, canvas in front of you as you paint the scenery in front of you. a few of the pack grannies are next to you also attempting to paint the scenery in front of them. hongjoong smiles at how well the elders of the pack have taken a liking to you and have taken care of you when him or one of you mates couldn't.

hongjoong walks up behind you before he gently places a hand on your shoulder. you jump slightly, turning to see hongjoong smiling down at you and he can tell you do your best to mimic his smile.

"hey pup, how you doing?" he asks as he cups your face lightly and his heart warms when you press further into his hand, nuzzling it just a little bit.

"me and the grannies are painting the new flowers since they are starting to bloom," you tell him as you pull away from his hand. "do you want to join us?"

"maybe next time pup, i think i'll sit here and admire you while you paint," he tells you as he pulls up a chair from close by before sitting in it.

"oh goodness, look at cute hongjoong and y/n are, two beautiful wolves in love," one of the grannies say while the other mumble in agreement. hongjoong can't help but beam while you shrink a little in shyness. hongjoong feels a wave of protectiveness overcome him when he sees you shrink, but manages to push it in the back of his mind.

"why don't we go to the bathhouse after you're done here. we haven't been in a while and i want to spend time with you," hongjoong confesses and while yes, at first doing this so he can talk to you alone. he's also doing this because he does want to spend some alone time with you.

he can tell you're thinking about it with the way you are messing with your paints before you let out a small, "okay," in response to him.

while watching you paint, hongjoong can't help but notice the distant look in your eyes as you look from the canvas, to the scenery, to your paints, and then repeating the cycle. sometimes you'll glance behind you to see if hongjoong is still waiting for you, or to sides to see how one of the grannies are doing.

it isn't an hour later when the grannies are beginning to pack up their supplies. they bid both you and hongjoong farewell before they make their way back to their homes. hongjoong smiles and waves to the elder wolves before he's walking over and helping you pack up your things as well.

that's when hongjoong truly notices what you've been painting.

"a bee hive?" he questions out loud as he takes in the details you had put in it.

"its in that tree over there," you tell him softly, pointing to one of the trees a little bit off in the distance. hongjoong follows your gaze where he finds the bee hive and all the bees swarming in and out and around the hive. "why did you pick to paint that instead of the whole tree. i mean that tree is beautiful with all the blooming flowers on it," hongjoong says as he takes in the sight of the tree itself rather than the bee hive.

"because sometimes you just need to appreciate the small things, joongie. i've painted hundreds of trees before, but seeing a bee hive that hasn't been destroyed is so rare. its beautiful," you say as you toss your bag over your shoulder and painting in hand.

hongjoong lets your words sink in as he takes your bag from you and throws it over his own shoulder, his holds his free hand out for you to take. however, you opt to hold your canvas with both hands as you begin to walk down the path leading to town and the bathhouse.

the pack leader can't help but frown at how you move away from him. his stomach churning in ways he doesn't like, but he chooses to not say anything now and waits until later.

hongjoong lets out a sigh as he sinks into the warm water of the large bath in the private section of the bathhouse. the owners greeted both of you before guiding you to the private bath that he always gets when he comes here. hongjoong had went ahead and undressed and he can't help but watch with a soft smile as you undress in front of him.

he admires how beautiful you look as you stand in nothing but your underwear as you fold your cardigan and pants before putting them in the cubby next to where his clothes where. he notices the scars on your back and he remembers the first time him and seonghwa had seen them. he remembers feeling shocked at the large markings on your back and while he never asked how you got them - after knowing about the pack you and san came from, he can clearly guess how you got them.

"come here pup, the water is nice and warm," hongjoong beckons you over with a smile as he watches you step into the water. he can tell you're hesitating to sit next to him before finally coming and sitting a good distance away from him. hongjoong frowns at the distance, knowing that this isn't your usual behavior, especially after five years.

"y/n, what's wrong?" hongjoong asks turning to you and scouting a little closer, but not too close to make you move away from him.

"nothing's wrong, i'm just tired," you say and hongjoong can tell you're lying to him.

"san's worried about you," he starts, eyes dead focused on you as he watches you. you look surprised by his words, but you manage to cover it a little too quickly for his taste. "i'm worried about you," he adds as he moves a little closer. "we've noticed a change recently, you're distancing yourself from us and it has us worried," he confesses in hopes that you would look at him, but you don't. instead you opt to look at your hands underneath the water.

"i just..." you begin after a few minutes of silence and hongjoong feels his heart pounding in his chest. "i'm scared."

"scared? pup, you have nothing to be scared about. not when i'm here. not when san and the others are here. we'll protect you," he tells you, lump in his throat as he moves closer to you.

"but that's the thing," you say with a sigh, still refusing to look at him, "i'm scared that you all will tired of me. tired of putting up with me and my stupid fears and emotions and problems. that you'll finally realize i'm not worth your love and effort. that you'll toss me aside when you find someone better."

hongjoong is shocked by your words and he wants to scream at how he could never stop loving you. that he will never get tired of you and will always protect you until the end of time.

"y/n, look at me," hongjoong's voice is commanding and he hates using this tone on you or any of the others, but he knows that you need it. you slightly tilt your head, eyes glancing at him from the corner of your eye. "look. at. me."

you turn your head to look at your mate and you're shocked to see tears rolling down his cheeks. "joong..." you trail off, reaching your hands over to caress his face and to wipe the tears away.

"i love you," he says, you still in your movements as you look at him. "san loves, yunho loves, seonghwa, wooyoung, yeosang, mingi, and jongho. we all love you. the love that we share between the nine of us, pup, that love doesn't go away. you're forever imprinted into my heart, soul, and body and i wouldn't have it any other way," he confesses to you and this time you are shocked by his words.

"you don't regret mating with me?"

"the only thing i regret is not finding you sooner, so i could protect you from all the awful people who have tossed you aside and didn't show you the love you needed," he tells you, his hand coming up to trace down your spine, sending goosebumps all over your skin. "pup, let me love you okay?"

you blink away the tears the had welled up in your eyes from his words, hongjoong gives you a warm smile as he's the one brushing your tears away now. "you going to let mommy love you, pup?"

"yes, mommy," you say before the two of you are smashing your lips together in a heat kiss. hongjoong pulls you into his lap as you run your fingers through his black locks. his own hands resting flat against your back as he feels some of the bumps and edges on your back.

hongjoong couldn't help the moan that escapes his lips as you begin to roll your hips against his. his cock slipping between your folds, but not enough to go inside of you. when you pull away from the kiss, breath swallow, hongjoong notices the string of saliva connecting you both before he dragging you back closer to him to give you one more kiss.

"gonna let mommy fuck you, pup, fuck you full of my cum and let you see how much i love you," he says, wide grin on his lips as he reaches between your bodies in order to position his cock at your entrance.

"yes, please, fuck... fuck me, mommy," you beg before hongjoong has you sinking down on his cock. you let out a gasp at the intrusion, but your gasps soon become moans as he begins moving your hips. guiding you up and down along his length as you ride him, his tip hitting your sweet spot nicely.

"m-mommy, it feels so good," you tell him, hands coming up to rest on his shoulders and hongjoong is soon letting you set the pace. the water around you both splashing and making waves, some of it even splashing outside of the bath. but hongjoong doesn't care and he can tell you don't either with the way you are riding his cock, now determine to come.

he lets out a groan as you clench around him. his fingers digging deep into your flesh as he also thrusts up to meet your pace. he notices your breast bouncing nicely and he can't help but want to mark them up, letting your other mates what the two of you have done.

"fuck, pup, your pussy feels so nice. always does, like it was made for my cock. mommy is so proud of you, pup, you're so strong and beautiful," he tells you as he pulls you closer to him so he can kiss you once more. you've become a moaning mess at this point, mouth hanging open, tongue lolling out as hongjoong uses his own tongue to play with yours.

he can tell you're close to coming, the fucked out and dazed look in your eyes tells him everything. watching your face morph into pure euphoria as you clench around his cock is what drives him closer to the edge of well.

"are you close, pup? gonna come all over my cock while mommy fills you up?" he asks, feeling a little breathless from how close he is.

"yes, yes, yes, yes! yes, mommy, please! please fill me up," you say as you shove your face into his neck. he feels your tongue lapping up at your mark before you're biting down on the mark making it fresh once more. hongjoong lets out a moan at both the pain and pleasure it sends through his body as he forces your hips to still so he can come inside you.

your moans are muffled as you feel your lover paint your walls white, and you feel your own orgasm cloud your thoughts as you lick at the mark you left on your mate. both of you are out of breath as he hugs you close to him and he wonders if you could feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest.

"hey, pup," hongjoong's voice isn't above a whisper as he calls out to you, "i love you, so much, okay?"

"i know, mommy, i love you too."

"let me know whenever those thoughts come back okay, so i can make them go away. none of us want you thinking like that," he tells you as he presses a kiss to your temple.

when the two of you return to pack house hours later, san is waiting by the door pacing back and forth while seonghwa is sitting in his chair, book in lap.

the sound of the front door opening gains both wolves attention and san is welcomed to the familiar scent of you. you're behind hongjoong and san wants to so badly to push his leader out of the way, but knows he should wait.

he watches with baited breath as hongjoong kisses you once last time before he's taking your bag and canvas before he's watching you walk up to san. the two of you look at each other for a moment before the two of you are immediately pulling each other into your arms.

"y/n... i was so worried about," san says as he nuzzles his face and nose into your neck so he can inhale your scent.

"i'm sorry, sannie, the thoughts had come back and i was scared," you confess to him and both of the eldest wolves feel their hearts clench at your words.

"did you want those thoughts to happen?" san asks as he pulls away from your neck to look you in the eyes.

"no, i didn't," you tell him, biting back the tears as you look at your lover.

"then don't apologize for something you can't control," he says before he leaning down and capturing your lips with his.

hongjoong feels his heart swell at the scene before him. he knows that the thoughts won't go away, but he hopes that for at least right now they have retreated into the depths of your mind. to be forgotten until they come back, but even when they do come back, hongjoong will just drive them away again.

the leader of the pack can't help the smile that paints his face when he watches san lift you up, you protesting of course, as he takes you up the stairs. he knows that you will be okay now that you are with san, and he's grateful everyday for how the younger wolf can always bring a smile to your face.

its a few nights later, when hongjoong is woken up by the sound of your voice. his eyes are blurry as he's trying to comprehend the figure in front of him as you, but once he does, hongjoong the is on high alert.

"what's wrong pup?" it isn't unusual for one of the others to come to his and seonghwa's room in the middle of the night, but it is rare for him to wake up and find you crouched next to the bed. on the rare occasion, hongjoong will wake up in the middle of the night to find you curled into seonghwa's side, but when he wakes up, you are gone.

he can tell you've been crying and his mate and leader instincts immediately kick in as he sits up slightly. "pup?" he tries again as he watches you regain your breath.

"can i... can i sleep with you and hwa for tonight? i had, uh... the thoughts are back," you say in a hushed voice and hongjoong is immediately moving to let you lay in between him and seonghwa.

you immediately curl into hongjoong as the leader wraps you in his arms. your bodies are pressed flushed against each other and hongjoong can feel your hard nipples through your thin night shirt as they brush against his bare chest. hongjoong knows its wrong to be popping a boner now, but he can't help it when his body is begging for yours. he pushes one of his legs between yours and tries to bite back a moan he feels you slowly start to hump his leg.

"m-mommy," you moan out as you press your face into his chest. hongjoong can smell how aroused you are as he dips his hand down to cup your pussy and isn't surprised when he already feels a wet patch on your underwear. "mommy please," you moan out again.

"shh, pup, or you'll wake hwa," he whispers back before kissing you. hongjoong starts to make slow movements overtop of your underwear, the wet spot growing bigger and bigger until you start bucking your hips up to meet his hand. "fuck, y/n, you're about to start your heat aren't you?"

"i-i think, mommy, will you help me?" you ask and hongjoong kisses you as he's ripping your panties away and tossing them into the floor to be dealt with later. it takes him a moment before he's slipping his sleep pants off and guiding your leg over his hip so he has easy access to your dripping cunt.

"my pretty pup needs her mommy, doesn't she?" he teases as he thrust inside of you, his lips catching yours and swallowing your moans. he knows that seonghwa will wake up soon, but for now he wants to prolong his lover's sleep the best he can.

hongjoong's tongue dives into your mouth as he sets a steady pace for the both of you. his hips thrusting up to meets yours as he feels his balls smacking against you. his hands digging into your flesh and his nails leaving little crescent marks into your skin.

the lewd wet sounds of your pussy and the heavy breathing coming from you is probably what wakes seonghwa up. he opens his eyes and is greeted with the sight of your back to him and his eyes drift down to where you and hongjoong are connected underneath the blanket. the smell of your arousal hits him like a truck and he swears he could taste it.

"m-mommy, please hard," he hears you beg and hongjoong chuckles at how despite you sound.

"pup, if i go harder we'll wake seonghwa up," he tells you making seonghwa smile at how "considerate" his mate his trying to be.

"go harder, joongie, i want to see you wreck our pup," seonghwa says as he rests a hand on top of hongjoong's after he had moved the blankets away in order to fully see his two lovers connected. "fuck, do you see how wet she is?"

"y-yeah, hwa, just for us. our pup's pretty pussy is wet just for us," hongjoong says when he feels you clench around him.

"hwa," you call out to the older wolf who immediately presses you against your backside. "please... want you to hwa, fill me up like mommy," you beg and seonghwa lets out a small chuckle.

"whatever you want pup," he says as he pulls his underwear off. "where do you want me, pup? do you want me in your ass or in your dripping pussy with mommy?" his lips ghost along your ear as you let out a moan as you feel seonghwa rub the tip of his cock along your ass before teasing it at your pussy's entrance where hongjoong is continuing to thrust inside of you.

"w-with- fuck! with mommy, fill me up, please!" you beg as you tears welling up in your eyes at the thought of both of your mates fucking your pussy.

"of course, pup," he says before he's angling your leg up a little, hongjoong stops moving as he waits for his lover to join him inside of you. you can't help but let out a string of moans and cries once seonghwa bottoms out. seonghwa let's out a few curses as his hand comes around to your front in order to feel the prominent bump from hongjoong's cock.

seonghwa pressed a kiss to your neck before he slowly started to move his hips a little bit and after a few moments, hongjoong joined him. the two of them doing opposite movements to each other with one thrusting in while the other just barely pulled out only to push back in while the other thrusted out.

hongjoong couldn't help the smile that painted his face as he took in the fucked out look on your face. one of his hands trail up to brush your hair out of your face before he's gripping the back of your neck and dragging your face over to his. his lips smash against yours once more in a kiss before he pulling away. you feel seonghwa's hand tilt your head to the side before he's also kissing you, then he reaching over to hongjoong.

"i think... fuck- i think our pup is close, joong," seonghwa says as he feels you attempt to clench around both him and hongjoong. his hand comes down to your front before he finds your clit and is rubbing it in fast motions. you let out a cry at the stimulation, your legs attempting to close and stop his movements; however, hongjoong stops and holds your legs open in order to give seonghwa easy access.

"i think she is, hwa. you gonna come around mommy's and hwa's cocks? gonna let us fill you up and leave you nice and around?" hongjoong says, his lips moving on top of your basically as he speaks to you.

"p-please, mommy, please come," you whine out before letting out a cry as you feel them both stilling inside of you. you can feel some of their cum shooting inside of you, while most of it is slowly dripping out of you and down your thighs. "mommy," you say as you lazily kiss hongjoong.

seonghwa pulls out first making you turn to look at him with big doe eyes which he is quick to tease you about, "don't look at me like that, pup, gotta get you and mommy cleaned up," he says, smile on his face as he leans down to kiss the tip of your nose before he heading out of the room.

you and hongjoong remain connected for a lot longer, your mate holding you close to him as he smothers your face in kisses. you let out a few laughs as he kisses you before seonghwa is coming back and is quickly cleaning you up. hongjoong can't help but smile at how the eldest also smothers you in kisses before he joining the two of you back in bed.

"thank you, joongie," you tell him once you are sure the seonghwa has fallen back asleep and its just the two of you awake.

"for what, baby?"

"for everything. for taking me and san in, for comforting me and helping me heal. for loving me."

"you don't need to thank me for loving you," he says before he's giving you one last kiss, "goodnight, pup."

"goodnight, joongie."

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maeleelee · 3 months

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Rabbits Foot

Hybrid Werewolves!Ateez x Hybrid Werewolves!Skz x hybrid pc.

Honey was born into a family of assassins. Her father dropped her off at the mansion where he trained at. She’s met her chosen family there. What happens when a mission goes wrong and the assassin bunny ends up with a pack of wolves?

Warning: this content will be rated r and is nothing but hybrid content. It will contain smut(heat and ruts), drinking, drugs, partying, killings, mafia, gangs. A little bit of everything.

Taglist: open

Alphas | Betas | Omegas | Gang

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twracehorse · 22 days

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I'm so ready for Camp Western to be back!

The chaos it had with all the wolves, gold nuggets, renegade chests.

But also the absolute western explosion I experienced with the Camp Western update, I had Ateez's album Outlaw on repeat, and I got into Trigun Stampede at the time as well! I yeehaw'd it up!

#Star Stable #Star Stable Online #SSO #ssoblr

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9800sblog · 8 months

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hi jes! how've u been? i hope everything's fine as u read this.

may i request a "things/characteristics that might be a turn off or deal breaker for ateez"? i hope u haven't done something like this before hehe

thank u in advance and have a great day <3

-🪽

ateez deal breakers

based on tarot, a little difficult to interpret as they don't talk openly about relationships, take it with a grain of salt

seonghwa

4 of swords, the hierophant reversed, king of swords

dependence, people that need him to boss them around, that need him to be in control of the relationship, like someone who wouldn't make the first move or high demand people. stuck in their ways, close minded, negative, too introverted (isolated, lone wolves, etc), people that stay lied down in their room all day, people that sleep too much, people that worry too much and would complain and need him to be super nice. not being spontaneous, defensive, controlling and scared.

hongjoong

(he seems super busy these days, cards were jumping and my head and eyes started feeling heavy and my body tired 😮‍💨)

ace of cups reversed, the devil reversed, 6 of cups reversed

I don't think he likes people that are very experienced in relationships. he honestly might have a specific person in mind or just a really reaaaally specific type, so if you're anything different from that, you're just not his person. if he can't see himself being friends with them, having a friendship before and beyond a relationship. someone that doesn't wanna have kids. it honestly feels like he's looking for a soulmate so if you're not them, there's just no hope for you.

yunho

knight of pentacles, 5 of cups reversed, page of pentacles, bottom of the deck: the star

co-workers, other idols, celebrities (basically anyone he couldn't run from if they broke up). doesn't want someone that has just started their career or college students, he's done a lot in his life and he wants someone to match him. he doesn't wanna fix anyone or save them, he just wants someone he can chill with, so no negativity, hard work, pessimism, anyone that would bring his spirit down, he doesn't want to be "the energizer" of his relationship, that's his JOB. he also wants someone that can be around him often, so you can't travel/wander too much; doesn't want people that sleep around and/or just wanna hook up with him, he wants commitment.

yeosang

(always in such a good, lighthearted mood, it's energizing)

2 of wands reversed, temperance reversed, 10 of swords reversed

a wanderer spirit, his job is already so demanding and fast paced, he wants someone that will stick and, again, not travel too much. no patience, he doesn't like to be yelled at. someone that moves too much, doesn't chill, loud, etc. the 10 of swords is making me think of physicals, he prefers athletic builds, so people that don't work out, get tired easily, weak in general wouldn't be able to keep up with him and his preferences/hobbies.

san

2 of swords, 5 of pentacles, page of cups, 6 of pentacles

literally people that leave him out in the cold, don't share their thoughts and feelings with him, keeping secrets. someone that is too decisive, don't ask his opinions and inputs on things. san has changed a lot over the years, he may not want someone that met him before that, he'd feel stuck, so people from his hometown, childhood friends, trainees, other idols and people that his friends recommend may be totally out of question. he'd prefer someone in the same level of fame as him, he doesn't wanna do "charity work" (for lack of better words) or worry of gold diggers and would feel nervous if the other person was more famous.

mingi

(such a happy and innocent dude he's so cute so cute)

page of swords, wheel of fortune reversed, 7 of cups reversed

I could make a very lengthy post just about what mingi doesn't like, he's VERY picky. destiny plays a huge part for him, so basically every characteristic that doesnt match his idea of his soulmate is a deal breaker. but also (even platonically), people that are too nice to any and everyone like it's their job (literally the page of swords), wild, independent, party people, superficial, immature (in his terms). doesn't like people that aren't interested in soulful subjects and/or practices, people that don't think of the future (spontaneous, careless, etc.), or don't study. people that think/dream small, can't see beyond their physical reality, don't support his fantasies, people stuck in reality (he daydreams all the time and loves to dress up as anime characters in real life). etc etc etc there's a lot more coming through, but this is a good sum up, I think .

wooyoung

7 of wands reversed, 4 of wands, 5 of swords reversed

people that get offended easily, he does playful banter even with his mom, so someone too serious doesn't work with him. maybe people that pursue him are a deal breaker, he may like the chase. someone that gets along too well with his friends (he's said he doesn't think men and women can be friends without feelings). "boring" people that don't like to bend the rules sometimes.

jongho

(jongho never gives me permission to read for him, unless I'm totally 300% available so that's a hint)

justice reversed, the world, the empress, ace of wands reversed

impulsive, reckless, hasty, self critical and judgemental of him, unfair/full of prejudice. someone that is too similar to his friends and/or their partners. too independent and in control, don't need him, also doesn't want someone that has a hectic schedule or travels too much, because he takes it slow and steady.

#ateez tarot #kpop tarot #ateez #celebrity tarot reading

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potatomountain · 1 year

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Fanfic Masterlist

A heads up that almost ALL My work has adult themes so MINORS DNI

Ateez: February Filth Fest- 2024

Series::

"Case: It's You"

Masterlist Pairing: Detective Reader x ot8 detective ateezGenre: enemies to lovers, romance, eventual smut, dark themes, angst. Synopsis: As a headstrong detective- forced to transfer to another Precinct after pushing your team, and superiors too far- your new unit is less than pleased by your presence. In fact, they are down right hostile, resulting in more time butting heads than doing your job: taking down the organized crime 'gangs' of your city. Once you finally get your foot in the door, into their circle, you realize you bit off more than you can chew- or maybe it was the perfect place for you.

"To Love A Monster"

On Hiatus Masterlist

Mutant reader x human ateez Learning to love others, and yourself, feels nearly impossible when you aren't human enough for Society... but you want to try Warnings: centered around dark themes and some triggering topics. Will eventually contain smut.

Mini Series:

"Fallen Crown"

On Hiatus Masterlist

Captured prince Yeosang x fallen Princess: gladiator AU With the irony of your tainted titles, your fates became entwined, both fighting more than the foes pitted against you for the crowd’s pleasure. Especially at the prospect of becoming star-crossed lovers.

“My Filthy Boy”

On Hiatus

Wtich!Ateez x reader: smut mini series! Getting caught doing the deed with your witch boyfriend Wooyoung has somehow turned into trying his whole coven out for size... and not entirely alone either.

part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

*“739″ Sex Worker Au- Kinktober 2023

Masterlist

Synopsis: with sex work legal, it was as readily available as texting *739, filling out the form sent, and setting a time and place with an easy charge to your credit card. Even the more hefty kinks could be fulfilled with a professionalism that was respected, and could be addicting.

-Other fanfics/oneshots-

Mingi Birthday Oneshot- idol!Mingi x reader nsfw oneshot

“PoutyShibari” - idol!Hongjoong x reader sfw ish oneshot

“Bet Gone Right”- Mingi/Wooyoung/Jongho x reader nsfw oneshot

“New Years Kiss” - idol!Seonghwa x reader nsfw oneshot

“Bad Week” - Nonidol! Yunho comfort/fluff oneshot!

“That's My Spot” - nonidol! Yunho x reader nsfw

"To The Wolves" - Rebel KHJ x afab doc reader x rebel KYS nsfw oneshot

"First Date" - gym bro San nsfw oneshot

"Little Pet" - amab reader x werewolf Yunho nsfw oneshot

"Just For Tonight" - nonidol! Mingi x afab smut one shot- #pirateadmirer event

Reactions: you can request these in my ask box!!!

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Upcoming works!

Red suits you: Vampire Seongjoong x reader - Spoiler

Non ateez-

Bangchan's 'Toy' - smut drabble

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mint-yooxgi · 2 months

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If drabbles are still open and if it is at all possible I’d like to request for another entry into The Misery of Fate (Werewolf Ateez x Vampire Reader) drabble. No worries if not but I absolutely adore the first two parts. You create such breathable universes and characters.

+ the other four asks I got asking for a part 3 lol

Part One, Part Two

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Nothing but silence greets you all around. It's been about ten minutes since your bold confession, and though they haven't invited you in, they did ask you to stay.

"So..." The one you've learned is named Hongjoong begins. "You're a vampire."

You blink at him. "I think we've established that."

"And you're invincible?" The one known as San furrows his brow.

"Until proven otherwise." You blink again, eyes darting to the eight males that stand across from you on the porch.

The one with the mole beneath his eye - Wooyoung - shuffles a bit closer. His gaze shifts from his feet to your own almost nervously.

"Would you..." He swallows lightly, looking up at you through his lashes as he receives some pointed looks from the ones you've learned are called Mingi and Yeosang. "Would you like to go out sometime?"

"Wooyoung!" Seonghwa, the one with the wide eyes, immediately smacks the male upside the head.

You purse your lips in distaste.

"Hwa's right. This isn't the time or place to be asking." Hongjoong scolds him, gaze sharp as he looks at the other male.

"You shouldn't be asking at all." Mingi states, quite harshly.

"Like you weren't thinking it, either!" The buff one - Jongho - is quick to defend his brother.

"Whether we ask them out or not isn't our main priority right now." The tallest one - Yunho - adds gruffly.

"But killing them is?" Wooyoung shouts, disbelief clear on his features.

"We never said we were going to bite them." Hongjoong sighs.

"Speak for yourself." Mingi grumbles, receiving a cautious nudge from Yunho.

"Look," you sigh, bringing your hand up to pinch at the bridge of your nose. "I don't have time to waste on whether you're going to like me or not. You told me you wanted to talk." Your sharp gaze makes them all stiffen across from you. "So talk."

Another harsh glare is sent from Hongjoong to the others, but it's Yeosang - birthmark - that speaks.

"What is it you would like to do?"

His questions is innocent, blinking at you with curious eyes. There is no malcontent you can sense from him when he asks this, only a genuine feeling of solving a problem you're all facing at the moment.

You take a moment to think. What is it you really want to do? Why did you really come to see these eight wolves after learning you're fated to them? Was it worth it?

"I would like an answer." You hum, shifting your weight from one foot to the other. "And a solution."

"Are those not one and the same?" San asks, tilting his head in curiosity.

"They can be." You confirm. "But in this case, I do not believe they will be mutually exclusive. Clearly, some of you are willing to try." You nod at Wooyoung and Jongho, sparing a glance at Hongjoong out of the corner of your eyes. "While others have condemned me from the start." Your gaze settles on Mingi, eyeing both Yunho and Yeosang cautiously. "I can't help your confusion while being confused myself."

Both San and Seonghwa share a look between each other at your final words, humming lightly in agreement.

"I'm not full enough of myself to even suggest splitting a clan apart." You begin, noticing how a few of them shift uncomfortably on their feet. "Either you come to a decision as a group, or I'm gone. I already told you I'm okay with leaving and never seeing each other again. I'm not going to stand here and beg for any of you to change your mind, either. I learned a long time ago pleading gets you nowhere. Especially when someone's already made a decision for you."

They all stiffen at that, Mingi frowning a bit deeper as they recall how you told them you were turned.

Jongho looks down at his feet, playing with his hands as he holds them in front of himself. "Is that what you want, though?"

You shrug, seemingly nonchalant about it all.

Hongjoong frowns. "Is that what you want? To leave and never come back? To not explore what this bond means to any of us? To give up your life again because of some stupid, centuries old feud between species?"

For a moment, nothing is said between all of you as you avert your gaze to the ground. A frown is prominent on your features as you think everything over, pursing your lips in the process.

Looking back up at them all, you have your answer.

"No." Your voice is firm. "That's not at all what I want."

#ask #ateez drabble #wolf au #vampire au #polyteez au #ateez scenario

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thesafecafe · 1 year

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A Man in Uniform: Feb Filth Fest day 3

CW + Disclaimer: 18+, MDNI, uniform kink, thigh riding, degradation (whore), desperate reader, fem! reader, reader has big boobs and is thirsty af and vocal about it, lmao, slight humiliation, Jongho stoic captain arc, non-idol au, smut under the cut, and yeah, enjoy! Disclaimer: I do not believe that the members of Ateez would act in this way in real life, nor is this meant to be a reflection or guide to their real personalities. This is a fictional depiction for entertainment purposes

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Jongho sighed, flexing his thigh as he watched you. His uniform was going to be drenched if you kept riding his thigh the way you were. He reflected on how you’d gotten in this position with him. You had certainly gotten further than all of the women in his office, that was for sure. And they had all tried different tactics, trying to be sneaky, and roundabout. But not you.

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There he was again, the stoic captain of the finest military fleet in South Korea. You had always thought he was insanely attractive, all but drooling when you saw him walk by in his uniform. He was always ready for a public appearance, not a hair out of place. Captain Choi was possibly one of the most eligible bachelors in the city. Commanding his own fleet at such a young age, along with his intelligence, bravery and elegant appearance made him the envy of men, and the perfect match for the wealthy women who clamored for his attention.

You had heard stories of him, and eventually came to work in the same building, as a receptionist under him. You hated when the rabid groups of other women invaded your workplace, demanding appointments and to speak with the Captain immediately. You heard their plans of swaying him, their schemes to get to his riches, claiming he was worth a fortune. You hated them all. They were like a pack of ravenous wolves, trying to waste the captain’s time with senseless things. You kept them at bay the best you could, until one day, things changed.

You had just dealt with another pack of annoying women, before going to deliver the captain’s lunch. The office was empty, or so you thought. As you walked, you saw a woman seemingly yelling at Jongho, as she was dragged away from his office by two of his men. You watched as he rubbed his temples, a clear sign of stress taking over. It was then that all of the self control that you’d had for months snapped. The want and need that you had suppressed every time he passed by your desk, giving that bright smile, sprung free of restraint, and you hurried into his office, locking the door.

You were direct with him, and so sweet about it. A certain hunger in your eyes intrigued the captain. “I’ll do anything for you, no strings attached. Just the relief that I see you ache for every day. I’ll be anything you want, just please use me.” You’d whispered softly in his ear as you massaged his shoulders. One thing led to another, and you found yourself being under the command of the Captain.

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Which was how he’d gotten here. Jongho found something about your desperation for him attractive. You weren’t ashamed to put exactly what you thought out into the air, and he found it hard to resist. “You’re such a desperate little whore, aren’t you? Coming into my office and practically begging to be my personal cock sleeve.” He flexed his thigh again, making you whine at the extra added friction. He leaned in close, his voice just above a whisper.

“The people in the lobby can hear us through the vent, you know. But I bet you knew that, huh pretty girl, you were just too desperate to care.” Your face burned in embarrassment, but you kept going, starting to speed up your hips a bit. “I, I know.” You whined when you noticed Jongho watching your chest bounce in fascination. You were naturally blessed, and he was appreciating the view. “I want, want them to hear. To know. They’re not good enough for you.” You gasped when he brought his hands up, squeezing your breasts together.

“A shameless little whore, hmm? They don’t deserve me? That’s true. Keep going, and we’ll see if you deserve my cock.”

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Tags: @minhyuuk, @hwalysm, @atinyszn, @hijeongguk, @mintmoose64, @k-drizzle, @treasure-hwa

#ateez #february filth fest #choi jongho #ateez jongho #jongho x reader #ateez x reader #ateez x black reader #ateez x poc reader #ateez x y/n #kpop smut #ateez smut #ateez smut drabbles #kpop x black reader #kpop x poc reader #thesafecafe #jongho smut #ateez x female reader #x poc reader #x black reader

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dreamingofyeo · 5 months

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⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ crescent ☆彡 ml

Comment to be added to the taglist ♡

Genres : Fluff, angst, mild gore, possibly suggestive content later on

AU: fantasy

Characters : OT8 ateez & skz x named reader 'Arla'

(I’m sorry I can’t stand typing ‘y/n’😭)

Overall TWs: mentions of abuse, violence, strong language

- so far I’d say this is a 15+ fic any specific tws will be at the start of the chapter they correspond to

Synopsis : In the lands of Calgrai, the kingdom of Igoras is a barbaric place filled with hatred and sorrow. Unbeknownst to you, deep in the forest a hum of power and hope rises; when a mysterious man finds himself in the village stocks, you had no idea the events that would unfold when you come to his aid. Alliances are discovered, forged and dissolved. Arla sets off on a quest with her new and growing companions to unite the land’s fallen forces against Igoras, discovering hidden truths and links about herself and her friends along the way. Was it all fate? Or is someone pulling the strings?

• characters • map • playlist • 15, 608 words

chapter 1 - The boy in the stocks

Chapter 2 - Lady Luck

Chapter 3 - Into the woods

Chapter 4 - Passage to Reynyr

Chapter 5 - Flora and fauna

Chapter 6 - Branches of guilt

Chapter 7 - The alliance

Chapter 8 - The wolves

Chapter 9 - Scattered histories

Chapter 10 - Ties of frailty

more to come...

- please point out any typos or grammar mistakes I miss, I won’t take offence :)

#ateez san #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez yunho #ateez jongho #ateez yeosang #ateez seonghwa #ateez hongjoong #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #dreamingofyeo #crescent #ateez fantasy au #fantasy au #fantasy series #ateez series #Ateez fantasy series #skz x reader #skz fantasy au

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hongthoven · 2 years

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Love me like you hate me {Part.2} | Hongjoong x Reader

❅ pairing : kim hongjoong (ateez) x fem reader

❅ rate : +18 | angst, smut

❅ warnings : violence, strong language, sex

❅ status : chaptered, unfinished (chapter 2/?)

❅ tags&stuff : gang leader!hj, gang AU, stripper!reader, drugs, money, corruption, stripclub, violence, San as hj's right-hand man and Wooyoung as their overexcited sidekick, San is kind of a sadistic bastard, heart eyes for Woo, little bit of Woosan if you squint, graphic sex scenes incoming, joong is a rough little man with a potty mouth, Yunho's there too and the most perfect boyfriend material as usual

❅ Part I

Please comment & reblog if you enjoy the story ♥

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟤

Nervousness knew nothing on Y/N as she once again walked into the busy club like a bull making its impactful move into the Arena, ready to conquer and destroy. She always found power and pride by quenching every single man’s thirst with the delicacy of her moves, her hips swinging side to side in perfect sync with the slow beat of whatever song was playing in the club.

Though her head was already in the game, lips turned into a soft smirk, eyes dusting off the entire room looking for her preys, Y/N couldn’t help but think about Yunho’s words, seconds before she had left the changing rooms: “you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to” - his voice was unnecessarily dramatic, adding much more impact to the ridiculous amount of cash he was handing her as he spoke. His eyes were nothing but apologetic, like a father selling his only child to the richest man in town.

After years of using her body as a money-maker, Y/N had seen everything. Every type of customer she could think of had once been tucked between her thighs, from the shy nerd dragged by a couple of frat boys looking for the perfect Instagram story to share, to your typical unfaithful husband or a couple of wolves from Wall Street, there was nothing or no one she wasn’t prepared to handle.

Still, Yunho’s frown and the way his eyes seemed to be begging for her to cancel her offer to please the man who held her entire career into his fist were all signs of a very unexpected evening to come.

She had her entire performance planned ahead, from the way she walked through the tables, softly grazing her impeccably polished black nails over men’s shoulders, smiling and winking like she was Queen Elizabeth herself waving at her people, Y/N knew she owned the place.

While the rest of the girls were fairly popular, they still remained the opening act for the superstar she had become over the years. No matter what happened in the club, she was always the girl men whispered about at the coffee machine the next day, her strawberry lips and the very specific swerve of her hips anchored into their brain forever.

With her perfect figure wrapped into the shortest, lacy negligée, just see-through enough to catch a glimpse of her shimmery cleavage, scattered with her favorite sparkly lotion that made it seems like she had just taken a gold bath, Y/N was perched on the highest pair of heels, the ones that made her legs look infinite while all eyes were glued to the crease where her thick thighs met.

This job came with a few risks, turning heads so easily making her feel like she was untouchable, a living goddess amongst the most ordinary people. While she wasn’t that self-centered in the first place, Y/N couldn’t deny just how much she loved being praised and having men begging for more, every night, for the rest of her life. Like a vampire hunting for blood, she needed the attention to thrive and survive.

Finding their table wasn’t a tricky job as she waved to a couple of regular customers, pouting at them and acting coy as she was most definitely claimed for the night.

Though there was no signed contract in sight, Y/N just knew she would not bail on her boss anytime soon and while she loved to catch up with her favorite clients throughout the week, tonight’s shift wasn’t exactly one she could plan ahead.

For all she knew, she could be at it until the break of Dawn if the big boss was in the mood.

As she got closer to the VIP table, Y/N couldn’t instantly tell who the big man was. Out of the three suits and ties she could see from where she was standing, none of them looked threatening enough to hold an entire city in the palm of his hand. Closing the distance, she started to figure it out as she finally caught a glimpse of their faces, trying to read through them.

One definitely looked like it was his first time in a place like this, his giddy attitude and wide smile both obvious signs of the typical first timers, the ones that usually creamed their pants 20 seconds into a lap-dance - her personal favorite. His wide smile was framed with two adorable dimples and his entire face seemed to be made of gum as it moved accordingly with his emotions. With just one look, Y/N could tell he was the youngest, still untamed and incapable of hiding anything from anyone. His long black hair was tucked into a half-bun with just a single strand falling upon his left eye. Something about him simply dripped with innocence and somehow, Y/N felt the instant urge to protect him.

The tallest one of the three had some typical “big dick energy”, the slit in his eyebrow growing bigger as it rose and his smug attitude almost unbearable. From a single look, she just knew he must have been THE Kim Hongjoong Yunho had warned her about, the confidence of twelve men tightly wrapped in an undersized shirt where the couple buttons he had left seemed to be suffocating against his tight chest. He was the first to notice her, his vicious tongue washing over the smirk grown bigger in the corner of his lips. If anything, he looked like a Hyena ready to feast on a deer, eyes sparkling with mischief, jaw thick as iron and disgustingly gorgeous.

While he was sitting in the middle, the third man seemed to be the quietest, almost out of place, his eyes dusting through the crowd with his arms resting above the couch, stretching his white shirt just enough for Y/N to catch a shy glimpse of some ink over his collarbone, unable to figure out what the tattoo was about just yet. Though his eyes seemed a little dark and foggy from a thousand thoughts, his features were definitely more delicate than his friends’ , his thin pointy nose as the final touch to a perfect side profile. Frowning slightly as he took a sip of whatever liquor he was into, he was also the only one not gaping at her right now, only acknowledging her when she was close enough for him to smell the intoxicating scent of her favorite perfume. From the second their eyes met, Y/N made it her goal to wreck him, only because he wasn’t giving her the attention she quite deserved.

“Hello gorgeous” it was no surprise to have Mr.-tough-guy speak first, his calloused fingers already toying with the silky belt of her robe, pretending to pull at it with a playful smirk plastered on his face. It was almost like she could predict his next move, having seen an awful lot of men like him before. If he oversaw this place, Y/N was safe, as hungry wolves like him were the easiest to feed.

Next to him, the young puppy’s excitement seemed to grow twice its size, his thumb grazing his plumb bottom lip as he draped her entire body with his sparkly brown eyes. He was the cutest by far and it took Y/N all the strength she had within herself not to lean forward and peck the adorable mole under his left eye.

Still - the third man remained cruelly unbothered by the events, his eyes briefly traveling down her body, never giving a single hint of an emotion through his stone-cold face. Without much more details to work with, Y/N simply assumed he was the infamous right-hand-man Yunho was talking about earlier. The cold, almost sadistic part of that job kind of fitting with the horrendous attitude he was serving so far.

Like the perfectly oiled machine she was, Y/N immediately started her show, stepping on the small, circle stage facing their booth with her hand already tightly wrapped around the center pole. It took her a few spins to forget about the unbothered look on the third man’s face, her pride stroked in all the wrong ways. Luckily, she found the best crowd in his two companions, the youngest already shifting in his seat with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth while the other had made himself comfortable in the booth, the back of his head resting against the couch.

She purposely ignored the other guy - soon enough, he wouldn’t be able to look away from her.

She liked to start slow and to flirt with the pole like she would if she had to convince a man to go home with her, her hand briefly stroking it as she walked around it, bending slightly every now and then, just enough for her special crowd to enjoy a first row view over her impeccable rear.

Back in the VIP booth, San couldn’t hide his enthusiasm as he shared a couple comments with his friends, his elbow digging so hard into Wooyoung’s ribs he barely managed to cover up a wince.

With his hand wrapped around his glass, taping his silver rings over the rim, Hongjoong only decided to focus on the show happening in front of them when San blurted out a filthy comment about how he’d love to “see his hands printed on that ass”. Looking up with real interest for the first time, half-chuckling at his friend’s comment, Hongjoong was a little taken aback when his eyes immediately locked with hers, making it feel like they were left alone in the claustrophobic closeness of a heated room.

She had a beautiful face -this he couldn’t deny- her natural beauty shining through the eccentric, sparkly make-up she had to put on every night to fit the part. Her long hair was falling down her back, grazing her naked shoulders as she slipped off her robe and when Hongjoong - like any other man - should have followed its track as it pooled at her feet, gasping at the spectacular amount of bare skin she was finally flashing them, he was actually surprised not to break eye-contact with her. Neither was she.

“F u c k - m e…” Wooyoung’s shaky voice brought him back to reality, along with the strong grip of the youngest man’s hand around his forearm as his jaw seemed to dislocate in perfect sync with the girl’s body as she slid down the pole as slow as possible, only to end up squatting behind it with her legs wide open. She had nothing on but the tiniest, lacy white matching number that failed to hide her most intimate parts. If all three men had managed to remain low-key about their arousal so far, everything went down the pit of hell as soon as she started to grind herself over the pole, giving them a solid peak at what she would actually look like riding them.

When she felt like her crowd was cooked to her very specific standards, Y/N decided to step forward and take it to the next level, leaving her stage behind to walk towards their table with the attitude of Queen marching to her Throne.

Wooyoung welcomed her with an audible gasp as she made him the obvious first choice for a lap dance.

Straddling his thick thighs until she was core-pressed against his crotch, Y/N wasted no time grinding all over him, her hips following the heady rhythm of the song playing in the club, her own thighs clenching around him with every beat. It was no surprise to see Wooyoung’s face turn into an absolute, flustering mess with his mouth agape and his eyes half-shut, pupils traveling up and down her body like he was trying to swallow her up entirely.

With her palms dancing all over his chest, grazing her nails over his exposed skin where his shirt failed to cover it, Y/N could feel the haunting beating of his heart about to explode right into her palms, loving every second of it.

“Can I kiss you?” Though his words came out as the most innocent request, Y/N couldn’t help but chuckle to herself a little at his unexpected audacity and the way his entire face seemed to beg for a much deeper connection. If they were standing anywhere else and outside of her workplace, Y/N wouldn’t even think twice about tasting those beautiful, plump lips until they turned dry, but kissing amongst many other things, wasn’t part of the job.

“Sorry, love, that’s not allowed” she simply stated, her hips still rocking back and forth against his as Wooyoung’s hands found their way along her thighs, squeezing it slightly as a way to release all of the tension building up inside of him.

Pouting like a child who’s been told off, the younger man instantly turned to face his friends, disappointment painted all over his gooey eyes.

“C’mon, the kid wants a kiss… Why can’t you be a good girl?” San interrupted, his face tilted to the side with his signature smirk flashing back at her as it took Y/N all the strength in the world to figure out whether she wanted to eat his mouth or shut him up with a strong slap.

“Please…” Wooyoung begged, properly whining this time as his lips turned into the biggest pout, looking directly into her eyes as his thumbs pressed into her hips to make her move again.

“What’s that, baby? Do you need your daddy’s approval?” Although she was obviously teasing the boy, her tongue curling into her cheek in the cockiest way, Y/N could tell she was surrounded by a bunch of massive players, but unlucky for them, she never settled for the easiest road and praised herself for her edging skills.

“He’s not my daddy” Wooyoung complained, whiny as ever.

“Seems like he makes all the big decisions for you, though…” Y/N instantly replied, her eyes traveling between the two men while mentally patting herself in the back for collecting the expected reactions from both of them.

Still, the biggest surprise came from a deep, unexpected chuckle from the third man, breaking the silent treatment he’d been giving her ever since she had walked to their table.

Pushing his now empty glass along the table with a simple flick of his finger, Hongjoong decided to pay attention to the scene happening in front of his eyes, waiting for the next act.

“Look who’s got a tongue?” Y/N dared to say out loud, her teasing smile directly aimed at the leader whose identity was still to be unveiled. A little taken aback, Hongjoong looked up, frowning slightly while San was quicker to reply.

“Watch your mouth, doll, the man’s paying for your rent” the right-hand man simply stated, his fingers reaching for her jaw as he pinched her cheeks together until she locked eyes with him properly.

“Now give the kid a kiss” he added, his tone leaving no space for negotiation as his thumb grazed her bottom lip, making it pop slightly against his skin.

“I thought he was in charge?” Y/N proved herself to be extremely daring once again, her chin pointing towards Hongjoong as she was still struggling to digest the unexpected twist of events.

While his cold behavior and lack of interest could have been an obvious hint at the power he actually held, Y/N still swore he had nothing on San when it came to man-handling her.

Without a word, Hongjoong reached for the inside pocket of his suit once again, pulling out another ridiculous batch of rolled-up cash, handing it to the girl while staring into her soul, this time without a smirk.

“Just do as they ask” he coldly stated, watching as she indubitably grabbed the cash with no further word.

A simple glimpse at her fistful of money was enough for Y/N to know she was holding a couple months’ rent worth over doing nothing major yet. Still, she couldn’t bear the frustration of having that one man looking devastatingly unbothered by her behavior. If anything, he looked and acted like she wasn’t even there and, with her pride typically nesting into her specific skills and the intensity of a man’s gaze, Y/N just couldn’t take it without a frown.

Facing Hongjoong, she was left with nothing but an obscene amount of cash to cry over.

Still, professional as ever, Y/N was quick to pull herself together, her entire attention back on the two other men she still had to play with. Pushing her bruised pride aside, she finally decided to please the young man tightly clenched between her thighs, palming his cheeks as she reached towards his face to peck his lips softly.

At least, Wooyoung’s attention was entirely on her, his eyes following her every move while their bodies connected like magnets. He was a soft yet extremely sensual kisser, the tip of his tongue teasing the opening of her lips as he groaned in the cutest way under her touch. He was like a teenager dying to be held, his skin burning with hunger, craving for more as she snaked her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

She could tell his friends’ eyes were all over them, even Hongjoong whose attention was particularly clamped with the way her body seemed to move in perfect sync with Wooyoung’s, watching them melt together with the interest of a man in front of the climax scene of his favorite show. By now, the younger man’s hands were all over her butt, pushing her closer to his crotch, hoping to get some relief from the agony of having her grinding over his hard-on while feasting on his lips.

“Aren’t you a little overdressed for a stripper?” San spoke again, one of his fingers hooked into her lacy thong, pulling at it until it snapped against her skin in the most vicious way.

“This ain’t a private show, Darling” Y/N almost mewed, Wooyoung’s bottom lip still tightly tucked between hers as she made sure he would never forget that kiss.

“Oh really? Should we ask your boyfriend to get us a nice little room prepared?” San smirked, his hand properly palming her backside, spreading her cheeks with a strong squeeze that made her jolt into his friend’s arms.

Confused, Y/N followed San’s eyes all the way through the crowded club, only to catch a glimpse of Yunho standing behind the bar, wiping a few glasses as he took an occasional glimpse at the scene, quite obviously upset.

“He’s not my boyfriend” she stated with the least hesitation.

“That’s not how he made it sound earlier…” Y/N couldn’t tell if San was just messing with her now or stating facts as he chuckled into his glass, gulping down whatever was left of his liquor.

“Well he’s not” she frowned, trying her best not to be annoyed at the fact Yunho would even dare to publicly claim her when they were nothing but fuck buddies at the very best.

“I don’t belong to anyone” she added, bending forwards to grab the right-hand man by the neck and surprise him with a kiss. A little taken aback by her bold move on him, San took a second to kiss her back, both his hands grasping her hips and lifting her up from Wooyoung’s lap to sit her comfortably on top of his like she was nothing but a rag doll to play with.

While he had been quiet and surprisingly composed so far, Hongjoong found himself thoroughly intrigued by her last move, something within himself instantly sparkling at the way she seemed to react in the wildest way whenever she was provoked. Something familiar he had never seen on anyone else before. For the first time, he was relating to this girl, thinking he would have done the same if anyone dared to make him their propriety.

From afar, Yunho had seen it all happening, his hand grasping at the glass a little too hard, almost breaking it from the anger building inside of him. To see her kissing Wooyoung was one thing as he knew how much she loved to make an impression but seeing her on top of a man he hated with all his guts was definitely too much for him to handle.

Quick to notice the sudden mood swing in his long-time acquaintance, Hongjoong decided to make his way toward the bar, abandoning his comrades in Y/N’s skilled hands as they were now both sharing her lips like a single dish for two.

“So, what’s her story?” Hongjoong asked with one of his elbows resting upon the bar, staring at the scene while addressing Yunho whose eyes were looking everywhere but directly at the booth where things had gotten heavier with every second passing by.

“Why do you care?” Yunho barely mumbled, trying his best to look busy so he wouldn’t have to cross the man’s threatening eyes as soon as he had answered the wrong way.

“She’s something else…” he smirked, the tip of his tongue hitting the corner of his lips as his white fangs curved into a smile Yunho knew sadly too well.

“Joong— You can have any girl, literally with just one snap of your fingers… Is this one too much to ask from me?” at this point, he didn’t care how pathetic he sounded. There was too much of a threat facing his relationship with Y/N to play his cards any differently. If he had to beg for her, he was certainly ready to do so.

“Oh so you ARE in love” Hongjoong chuckled, finally turning to face his old friend as he looked absolutely devastated at the thought of losing whatever crumbs of a relationship he thought he had with Y/N.

“That’s none of your business… I’m just asking for a favor, for old time’s sake?” Yunho had never lowered himself to actually ask for anything before, but tonight felt like a first time and a risk he was willing to take.

“You know damn well I don’t do that, Jeong” Hongjoong smirked, his piercing brown eyes turning back to the peepshow happening a few meters away as he could feel every single one of his muscles stiffening at the sight of her.

Y/N was back on Wooyoung’s lap, bending backwards so the top half of her body was resting against the table while both men were tracing kisses all over her stomach and chest, San fingers’ hooked into the delicate fabric of her bra, almost flashing her breast to a greedy crowd.

“You’re just gonna let them have their way with her like that?” Yunho dared to speak again, his chest burning with rage at the simple thought of any of them undressing her entirely. His eyes couldn’t even dare looking at their table now, the painful sight of their mouths toying with her almost tearing him apart.

“They had a tough week, they deserve to wind down a little…” Hongjoong smiled, almost immediately adding “but don’t worry, they’re not gonna fuck her”.

Though he was kind of relieved to hear it from the man in charge, Yunho knew there was more to the story. After years of knowing Kim Hongjoong, he had never seen him quit. Whenever he was on a mission, regardless of the pain or price it would cost, the man would always go all the way and win the battle.

Unfortunately for him, today, the price was the girl of his dreams.

So when he spoke again, Yunho instantly felt his heart clenching into his chest while his hand inevitably wrapped tightly against the towel he was using to clean a few glasses earlier.

“... But I can’t promise I won’t.” with a ravenous smile, Hongjoong turned heels without further word, heading back to the VIP corner and making his way through the tables with the confidence of a king, only to find his friends still busy pouring shots directly from their mouths to the girl they both had claimed as their distraction for the night.

“Okay guys, let’s split!' Their leader unexpectedly chanted, smacking his hands together like he was gathering an entire class of preschoolers.

“You’re kidding, right?” The puzzled look on San’s face spared him from any further words as he didn’t seem to catch the serious tone behind his friend’s statement.

“Do I look like I’m joking?” he paused, snapping his fingers towards Wooyoung whose cheek was comfortably resting against Y/N’s lace covered breast now, “pay your goodbyes to the lady and move”.

“You’re no fun” Wooyoung shamelessly pouted, clinging onto Y/N’s chest like she was part of his pricest belongings.

Still, when Hongjoong failed to smile at his childish attitude, Wooyoung knew better than to try and be a brat about it. After a couple more minutes, he eventually scooted over, freeing the girl from his embrace as she sat on the edge of the table, her heels dramatically pushed into the leather couch as she spared a couple puzzled looks to the three men, purposely frowning at the leader.

“Don’t worry, love, we’ll be back” San cheekily winked at her, his hand brushing her hip one last time as he painfully refrained himself from palming her bum for good measure.

“I’m not worried” she shrugged, confident as ever as she started to gather the bills scattered all over the table, ready to call it a night.

Too busy counting the fruits of her labor, Y/N completely missed the way Hongjoong motioned for his friends to make their exit, leaving him alone with the girl.

Lifting one of her legs up with one hand hooked under her knees to put it above the headrest of the couch as he sat comfortably in front of her, his face directly staring at the tiny, single mole on her inner thigh, Hongjoong took a minute to stare at her every details for the first time that night, his own body inevitably reacting at the sight of her perfectly perky nipples peeking through her bra, probably from being overstimulated by his friends earlier.

She didn’t seem to mind being exposed, which obviously made sense for a girl who made a living out of exposing her naked body to strangers every night.

Still, there was something strangely intimate about the way Hongjoong was resting between her legs, his face dangerously close to her most intimate part and merely one breath away from feasting on it.

“Thought you had to bail?” she finally asked, looking down and directly into his eyes.

“Am I bothering you?” he smirked, one of his hands reaching for her thigh, palming it a little too strongly.

“Didn’t your parents ever tell you it was rude to answer a question with another question?”

Definitely taken aback by her audacity, Hongjoong couldn’t help but poke his tongue into the inside of his cheek, trying to come up with a perfect come-back when he would usually never allow anyone to disrespect him like that.

“Father was an asshole” he blurted out, surprisingly unbothered by his unexpected confession as his fingers dug a little deeper into her skin, turning it white, while his lips unexpectedly landed just above her knee, pecking it slowly.

“Bet he’d be proud to see you’re following his path…” she smiled, tilting her head to the side in a teasing way.

“You should use your mouth more wisely” Hongjoong interrupted her, his free hand reaching for her chin as he pinched her cheeks together to make a pout.

“…Otherwise it’s such a waste of your perfect lips” he added, his thumb tracing the outline of her lips as it took him some serious strength not to slip his finger past them.

His gaze was intense, definitely wilder than any other man she had met before. Something about the way he looked at her made her feel threatened and safe at the same time. While she hadn’t seen him smile much throughout the night, every time she caught a glimpse of a smirk, Hongjoong looked like a completely different person, like he was lifting up a veil to show his true self.

Lifting himself up from the couch, Hongjoong was now standing in front of her, his face merely an inch away from her, so close they could feel each other’s breath against their skin.

Completely silent, Y/N waited until he was done staring, his hand traveling from her thigh to her neck, grazing her breast on his way as he ended up wrapping his fingers around her throat just enough for her to gasp a little.

For a second, Y/N truly felt like he was about to kiss her, his lips brushing against hers as he took a second to himself to truly take her in. Her smell was intoxicating, almost making him dizzy but mostly craving for more and if it wasn’t for his tight schedule and his willpower, Hongjoong just knew he would have fucked her immediately, right on this table without a care for the people surrounding them.

It had been a while since he had felt such a thrill and, as long as he could remember, never had a girl provoking that kind of feeling inside of him.

“Good night, princess” his words came out as a whisper, like a secret only she was meant to hear, and with one last smirk, he was gone, leaving her almost breathless and panting on the table from expecting too much and getting nothing but an unspoken promise to meet again.

As she watched him leave, Y/N couldn’t help but feel a little robbed from the endless night she was expecting, already thinking about the many ways she could’ve made his head spin.

Before he escaped the club, Hongjoong met with Yunho again, handing him the exact same amount of cash he had been given earlier and keeping his promise.

“Cancel her entire schedule for the week” Hongjoong bluntly ordered “from now on, no one touches her… That includes you”.

Patting Yunho’s cheek with his palm in the most humiliating way, Hongjoong eventually exited the club, meeting with the boys outside as they were already sharing a cig and heavy comments about their quality time with a dream girl, completely unaware of the fact their leader had just claimed her indefinitely.

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Hi there bestie!

Can u write a fic like yan!ot8 royalty au (idk if u write yan!) , or u can do it in a possessive way or something like that🥹

*sending u love and hug to raise ur filthy mindset 👀*

~Topaz: thank you for loving my stuff and I really dug into this troupe for this, I hope you enjoy. I got a little too carried away, but dealers choice lmao

A wolf in sheep's clothing

✧Pairing: poly! ateez x reader (f) ✧Genre: smut ✧Au: werewolf, royalty, yandere ✧Word Count: 2,088 ✧Warnings: YANDERE! ATEEZ! (beware), possessive tendencies, somnophilia, violent tendencies, ✧Rated: 18+ MDNI ✧Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland the unholy trinity beta teaaaaam <3

Your life was meant to be easy. As the heir of a dukedom, in a remote part of Terre du L'Ange, you were simply required to ensure your people were well provided for. Your parents weren't keen on if you married or not, you had a brother who was continuing the line of your family. So you could live your life within the forest of your childhood.

It wasn't until a messenger on a horse came one stormy night to break the news: the king was dead. It was a sad day when your ruler passed on. Your mother cried in anguish and your father looked uncomfortable. But there was more to the message than just the king was gone…

The pact between Terre de l'Ange and Terre du Diable had fallen through with the king unable to finish negotiations. And with no heir to take his place… there was about to be a war brewing.

But a dark secret was discovered. You were actually the bastard child of the king. Your parents had married to hide this secret but the queen had known it all along. With no heir and the threat of a war, the queen had no choice but to summon you.

If you were to marry into the kingdom of Terre du Diable, there would be no war and now two kingdoms formed together. The High Queen of Terre du Diable et L'Ange has a ring to it. Thus your world was thrown upside down from living in your serene forest to being thrown to the wolves… quite literally. Only humans lived within Terre de L'Ange but only werewolves lived in Terre du Diable.

What anyone failed to inform you of, when you traveled to the Château du Loup, was that you were handfasted with eight different men and they all wanted you because whoever managed to get you pregnant first would become the king.

Seonghwa was the eldest, hair dark like a raven's feather, and courteous. Upon introduction, he bowed over your offered hand and kissed the back of it. Hongjoong was the second eldest, eyes alit with danger, and growled when you were introduced to the third. Seonghwa had to hold Hongjoong back from attaching himself to you. Yunho smiled and blushed, murmuring about being the first to dance with you during the ball. He laughed with a hand held over his mouth. Yeosang smiled serenely and promised to give you a tour of the menagerie and grounds and especially the gardens, after he brandished a white rose for you. San offered a different tour, how to get to his room and one of his body. He promised both would be very educational. Mingi promised that your boudoir would be full of beautiful dresses and breathtaking shoes. He wanted you to feel spoiled. Wooyoung launched his body against yours, hugging you tightly to his chest and squealing about how much fun this was going to be. His mood was full of sunshine but his grin suggested mischief. Jongho, the youngest, couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge you, not even looking at you when you were introduced. He muttered something about mating with humans being beneath him and then you were swept away to be shown your rooms.

It was up to you to approve of the mating, so whether the wolf princes liked it or not, if they wanted to be king, they had to do their best to get into your bed.

Yunho was the first to approach you, which surprised you. The ball that was thrown in your honor the day you had arrived provided him a perfect opportunity to dance you into a secluded corner. His tongue found your sensitive neck, licking at a spot just under your ear. “Let me have the first taste of you, princess,” he murmured into your skin. His delicate fingers pulled at your skirts, inching them slowly up so that he may sneak those same fingers under.

“Duchess,” You corrected him, “I’ve never been a princess.”

A small smile curled at the corner of his lips, “Duchess, then.”

“I’m hardly in any hurry,” You dismissed him. “They already picked me, after all.”

Yunho frowned at you. “I can’t argue with that.”

“Exactly,” You winked at him and then moved back to the ball.

San was next, now that one came as no surprise. He was waiting at your door for you to retreat for the night, stating you were tired from your travels. The small braids that held his hair from his face only underlined how sharp his cheekbones were. “Darling, I’ve been waiting for you,” He smirked from the shadows.

“Ah yes, you owe me a tour of your body, didn’t you say?” You quipped.

San giggled, high and childlike. “Straight to the point. I like you.”

You laughed under your breath. “You don’t have to like me. You just have to fuck me.”

San’s pupils blew at your words but he frowned. “I would hope it would be a bit more than that. We will be spending a lifetime together if I get you round with child.”

You cocked your head, curious. “Surely you don’t expect me to give you my heart upon the first night of meeting.”

San smiled crookedly. “No. But a small crush would do.”

“Okay. I’ll admit. I like you just a little bit,” You teased.

San’s grin grew wider. He raised an eyebrow at you. “Shall we?” indicating he would join you in your bedroom.

“I don’t think so,” You replied. You tapped your finger on his nose and then went into your room alone.

You had already made a decision that you would not be fucking anyone on your first night. You didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes, you certainly didn’t want to get knocked up by anyone you weren’t sure of, and most importantly, you did not want to seem like this was going to be an easy task.

What you hadn't expected was for Wooyoung to sneak into your bed that night. You woke up to some light caresses and mischievous giggle. “You’re a deep sleeper, lover,” Wooyoung cooed.

If it wasn’t for your lower half drenching, with Wooyoung’s fingers already deep in your cunt, you might have protested. But your back arched when he curled his fingers inside of you and you groaned loudly. “You make such cute noises when you’re asleep, I couldn't help myself. It’s your fault really.”

“Woo…young!” You panted in between being finger-fucked by one of your partners, “I am…not your…plaything!”

“I know, I know!” Wooyoung protested, “I only came in here to watch you sleep. But then you started to make these noises and I knew you needed something in you. The way you clenched your thighs together told me so!”

You grabbed the back of Wooyoung’s neck and pulled him close. The smug way he licked his lips told you everything you needed to know. “Make me come and then you leave,” You growled.

“Whatever you say, lover,” Wooyoung chirped.

Seonghwa was outside of your door to escort you to breakfast. He offered his arm and you curled your hand around it. “To what do I owe this honor?” You mused out loud.

“I made sure our cooks prepared a scrumptious breakfast for you and I would be loathe for you to miss it,” Seonghwa smiled charmingly for you.

“Mmm,” you hummed, “Not here to check if anyone was in my room?”

Seonghwa’s nostrils flared with quick anger but it was replaced by his charm. “Was there someone in your room last night?”

“Oh yes,” You informed him. “One of your rivals visited me in the wee hours. He’s quite skilled with his fingers.”

Seonghwa’s eyes traveled back and forth, trying to figure out who you were talking about with your vague hint. “Yunho? I saw him approach you during the ball.”

You shook your head, “Now now, Seonghwa. It wouldn’t be very wise for me to tell you who it was, would it?”

That’s when you found your back pressed up against the wall. “I will chop off the offending hand that laid itself upon you,” Seonghwa snarled.

You reached up and patted his cheek. “No need. I simply need some breakfast and then I’ll be plenty refreshed for today.”

Seonghwa let you go, bewildered that you simply skimmed over his outburst of anger. And that you didn’t mind that someone crept into your rooms.

After breakfast, Yeosang approached you about showing you around the castle. You accepted and he smiled serenely. Yeosang was the epitome of a well of information. You didn’t manage to absorb a single thing he had shown you or told you, however, breath taken away by his side profile.

“Thank you, Yeosang.” You couldn't help but brush strands of his hair out of his eyes.

Yeosang blinked quickly but his hand was even faster to wrap around your wrist as you went to pull away. “Please,” He whimpered, “Don’t stop.”

You raked your hand through his hair and he whimpered at the stimulation. “I would do anything so that you could do this for me all day,” he admitted.

“It would be an honor to gaze upon your face for an entire day, Yeosang,” You giggled.

Yeosang sighed happily in response.

Next, to the calm rain that was Yeosang, came in the fiery storm that was Hongjoong. In the afternoon, when you decided to read in the garden’s, Hongjoong came out of nowhere, diving at a servant who was attending you. You couldn't see exactly what was going on, but by the sounds of pain and the grunts, you were assuming Hongjoong was defending your honor from an unseen attack.

Hongjoong was panting when he stood up in the shrubbery. You had long put down your book and watched with big eyes as the blood splattered prince approached you. “I will never let another man look at you like that,” He growled.

His hand came out to cup your cheek. His thumb stroked your cheek bone. “You are mine, do you hear me, my love?”

“But Hongjoong--” You were interrupted when Hongjoong’s lips came crashing down upon yours. He bit and pulled and sucked at your lips, like you truly were his.

Mingi knocked quietly on your door in the evening, in which you allowed him in. He went straight to your boudoir and discarded the dresses that simply would not work with your body type or skin tone. “Only the best for my doll,” Mingi insisted.

You were one step behind him, arms clasped behind your back. “Are there any dresses that match an outfit of yours, perhaps?” You wondered curiously.

Mingi turned around, his tongue caught between his teeth. “Why of course, my doll, I wish for everyone to know that you prefer me.”

“Now now, Mingi, I can’t show favoritism yet,” You scolded him.

“But you will wear what I ask of you, will you not? For me?” Mingi furrowed his eyebrows, “Surely you would?”

When you nodded slowly, a huge grin almost split Mingi’s face. “Perhaps you already favor me. But we don’t have to tell the others. They’ll get jealous.”

You learned Mingi was a liar that day when he told Jongho all about how you had proclaimed him as the favorite. The next morning, Jongho had cornered you, his face politely devoid of any emotion. “You can’t be stupid enough to have picked someone you liked the most already,” Jongho spat at you.

You shook your head. “Of course not, Jongho, I’ve yet to speak to you.”

Jongho looked taken aback. A light blush sprinkled along his face and he began to stutter. “Wh-what do you mean?”

You smirked, “Why, Jongho, you won’t even look at me. Whatever have I done to make you so cold towards me?”

Jongho’s eyes were on the floor, a small pout pulling his pink lips. “N-nothing, I just don’t like strangers.”

“But we’re not strangers, are we, Jongho? We are handfasted and should exchange affections.” You ruffled his hair and Jongho yelled at you. When you pulled away, he demanded you don’t stop. “You’re sending me mixed signals, sir,” You teased him.

“Puh-please,” Jongho stuttered, “I would like to feel your affections some more. Please.”

Half of the wolf princes were wrapped around your finger and the other half were pulling at the bit to be let loose upon you. You knew one thing for sure: you didn’t miss your serene forest anymore. This was too much fun.

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