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hereisleo · 1 year

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from/ ‘All Hallows’ Eve’

w/ k.hj & reader

g/ inspired by “persona 3”: angst, friendship, supernatural

w.c/ 1k

a.n/ hello~ it’s me~ it’s been a while since i stepped foot in tumblr! sorry for disappearing without notice but i’ve not been in the writing mood for some time, life too has been busy. in honour of spoop month, here’s another piece to the series. i don’t know how many of you are still around but enjoy! happy halloween!

t.w/ ghost, blood, death

[First Quarter]

“Don’t.”

You stop in your tracks. Why? He warns you out of good nature but never is able to explain more. He doesn’t know either, he tells you it’s a bad time to go and you might see something you wish to forget. There’s no turning back when it happens. Unfortunately, the inevitable already happened. You’ve seen him, an anomaly in your usually normal life. Kim Hongjoong. A dead man. A ghost in your apartment.

“Have you gone out there? In the hidden hour?”

Hongjoong shakes his head. He doesn’t remember anything related to his death. As a ghost, he feels everything that living humans doesn’t feel. The danger, the restlessness, the wailing, the torment. He calls it the hidden hour, a secret hour where those without potentials turn into coffins and those with are preys. The hidden hour is where the dead become the living. Yet Hongjoong is still a ghost and you, a human, apparently with potential, are now sitting on your bed. The dark blue sky is tinted green with the half golden moon, so big and close to Earth almost as if the distance is reduced by half.

The coffins, water turning into blood, the gigantic moon are nothing compared to the lofty skyscraper of a tower appearing out of nowhere. A pseudo gothic edifice formed with the surrounding buildings pierce through the moon. It’s horrifyingly beautiful and Hongjoong agrees with your musing.

“I don’t know. Maybe I have. I can never seem to remember anything after a certain time. I can feel it nearing again, crawling under my skin.”

You look over at him, Hongjoong appears with his black and white striped polo shirt. Your first wild guess was a dead runaway prisoner but he miffly shut down the idea. No prisoner is as fashionable as he is. His hair matches his polo, black and white, cleanly split in half. Your second guess was Cruella cosplay which he took more graciously. A trailblazer of their own.

“You should sleep. There’s not much we can do at this time. If they sense you, you might as well be food for the dead.”

You tuck yourself in and Hongjoong too because he keeps you company while he contemplates life. The blanket goes through him but it's the thought that counts.

“Goodnight, Joong.”

[Waxing Gibbous]

“Joong? Hongjoong?”

Silence greets you in the hidden hour's eerie ambiance. You can hear the guttural noises the shadows are making down the street, louder than what you’re used to. Perhaps it's the moon phases, slowly but surely getting fuller each day, and each day, Hongjoong seems to disappear longer or have trouble appearing. Are ghosts affected by the phases? Why are you the only one who can see him? You’ve asked the apartment staff and none seem to know the existence of Kim Hongjoong.

“I’m here…”

Hongjoong looks a bit worse for wear. Did he lose weight? There are telltale of dark shadows under his eyes and his cheeks look slightly sunken in. The hidden hour. Where the dead becomes the living.

“Are the shadows giving you trouble?”

He slightly winced at your comment, it seems to hit the mark. He shut your window when the groaning of the shadows grew louder, clutching his forehead as if he had a very painful headache. You urge him to sit down, the blanket goes through him again but he never goes through your bed, what an interesting ghostly concept. He sinks further into your pillow, burying half of his face into it.

“That and my head feels like they’re splitting in half. I have dreams that don't feel like dreams. It’s always the same, it gets clearer each time.”

You reach forward to brush his fringes in comfort and your fingers painfully buzz with sharp static electricity. Well, that never happened before, your fingers usually pass through him with goosebumps trailing up your arms. He gives you an apologetic frown, too spent for another word.

“It’s alright, Joong, though I do wish I could see your dream so you don’t have to shoulder it yourself.”

His brows furrowed and he shakes his head. You should have been careful with what you wished for. It wouldn’t be long until you wished that his dream didn’t come true because that will be the last time you see your friendly ghost roommate.

[Full Moon]

Dreams do come true. The ear splitting roar you hear in your shared dream with Hongjoong becomes a reality. The bridge shakes and your footing is unstable. He can’t hear you, he’s too far. No, you couldn’t get close. There are instances where you are scared but this… This is fear.

Hongjoong is solid, he has pushed you away from him, his hands warm and strong against your shoulders. He drops to his knees, clawing at his head and letting out a heart wrenching scream. You feel suffocated within his presence.

“Make it stop! I just want to be free! I don’t want to hurt anyone!”

You jump, ignoring the handing in your ribcage, the twisting in your stomach and the cold sweat dripping down. Hongjoong, your ghost roommate, is alive. Your arms wrap around him, coughing when his elbow struck your chest but you held him. He burns inhumanly hot.

“It’s okay, Joongie. I’m right here. Be free.”

You didn’t know the implication of your statement, you didn’t know until Hongjoong looked at you with desperation, pain and guilt. But in that moment, he’s relieved and so are you. In an instant you feel bone chilling coldness seeping into you, so cold it burns. You hear shadows roaring and closing all around you, blood thick and pungent soaking your trousers, and coffins towering over you. Hongjoong starts to disappear, lighter and more translucent with each passing second.

“You must survive.”

Hongjoong’s parting word brings a specific memory. Those with potential are food for the living dead. The frantic rushing and jumping of shadows to feast, they were close enough for you to feel their teeth before you heard something shatter. The bell from the tower in the middle of the chime with intensity that rattles your teeth and eardrums.

Just like that the hidden hour ends. The twisted skyscraper disappears in a blink. The coffins towering over you turn into pedestrians, yelling and screaming at your state. You probably look similar to a notorious serial killer caught in the bloody act. In your arms is the cold body of Kim Hongjoong.

I must survive.

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parkjiminiemouse · 2 years

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Matthew

Inspired by the song Matthew by Hey Violet. Continuation of Hongjoong’s 3:27 timestamp

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You'd hate to know the coffee shop you loved, it closed down And the cigarettes you smoked, yeah, they're more expensive now

You toyed with the strawberry cigarettes in your hand, lip quivering as the world seemed to slow. Nothing felt right, it hadn’t from the moment Hongjoong left your life with nothing but the smell of artificial strawberries and tobacco. What had you done wrong?

But I would take a million changes if it meant that you could stay here Why is it the quiet that you left seems so loud?

“Y/N? Hey...are you okay?” The voice sounded muffled compared to the overwhelming memories the pink box of strawberry cigarettes brought you. Snapping your head up, you offer your friend a weak smile. You hadn’t been the same since he left and it was clear to those close to you.

I don't know, I don't know Why, oh, why you left

Memories of him played in your mind over and over as you sat on your neatly made bed. Staring at your hands you absentmindedly listened to your friend babble on and on about this new guy they liked. You wish you were happy for them like they were happy for you when you met Hongjoong. You felt shitty, you should be happy for them but you couldn’t bring yourself to even fake a smile.

I can feel, I can feel Feel it in my chest Oh, no Don't go

Playing with your hands you give your blind date the best smile you could muster. You were only here because your friend begged you to go with them on their double date. Your blind date tried to hold your hand and you allowed it. His hands were coarse and rough, a contrast to how Hongjoong’s felt.

Everything, everything Everything you were Sown into my soul, every vein and every nerve

You still had polaroids of him taped to your wall. Tears blurred your vision as you buried your face into your pillow. Your sobs were muffled as you kicked and thrashed around. Why had he left you? Everything was going so well. You both had your futures planned out, why had he strayed from that plan?

I wish I still knew what your voice sounded like We talked for hours about a hundred different things every night And isn't it so lonely how I just can't recall them now Even though it's all that I have left of you and I

You stared down at the broken CD in your garbage can. Tears streamed down your face as you covered your mouth. You had broken the CD he gave you on your first date out of rage when you first figured out he had left you. You regret that now, you can’t even recall what he sounded like. Your plans of the future out the window, the same window he used to leave your life.

Oh, please Don't leave

If you would have known he would leave you that night, you would’ve begged him not to. Perhaps that’s why he didn’t tell you, he didn’t want you to beg him, or else he wouldn’t have been able to leave. Sometimes, you lay in bed at night and just stare at the ceiling. Your mind filled with memories of the two of you. Sometimes you even wonder what he was up to now, where he was and if he was happy now that he was away from this town, away from you.

You slipped like sand through my fingertips Cause I'm thinking about, did I love you enough?

Yes, you fought with Hongjoong but you always made sure he knew you loved him deeply. He knew that right? Maybe he didn’t. He wouldn’t have left if he knew how broken you would end up. Would he? Did he even care? Of course, he did. It must’ve been something you did. You didn’t love him enough, you gave him your whole heart but it still wasn’t enough.

And I know I couldn't save you from yourself But I hold you inside

He always ran away from things, you knew that. He ran away from his home, from school, and always ran to the same destination, you. He was scared of being alone in silence because it allowed him to think. You were always there to fill the void, to fill the silence and erase his toxic thoughts. You never once thought you would be one of the things he ran away from.

Would you haunt me until the day I die?

Your goodbye letter could never capture how much pain Hongjoong had left you with but you felt that your family and friends at least deserved closure. Hongjoong hadn’t given you closure and you knew how that felt. How it felt to live in mystery and shame and you didn’t want your family and friends to feel that too. You addressed everyone you knew in that letter, everyone you ever loved and cared about was there. The last few pages were dedicated to the love of your life, the person you cherished the most.

As you drove along the quiet roads that led away from your town you knew deep down that the thoughts of him would always haunt you even during your last moments of life. A pained smile makes its way onto your face as you lit your last strawberry cigarette. The smell you had come to love you also hated, it pained you. Glancing down at the passengers' seat you catch a glimpse of the polaroids you took with you and the only thing you could do was reminisce with that pained smile on your face and that strawberry cigarette in your mouth.

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kisshwa · 2 months

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The house demands bf!ateez texts and putting them on a sex ban pls🥺

ask demand and you shall receive!

ATEEZ and PUTTING THEM ON A SEX BAN

pairing: bf!ateez x reader

warnings: a few curse words; mentions of toys, gaslighting/manipulation (all jokes)

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mingwrites · 12 days

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Can I request how Ateez would sound in bed (i.e. moaner, grunted, whimper, silent, loud).

thanks for requesting nonnie!!! hope u enjoy <3

how ateez sound in bed

seonghwa ~ very vocal in bed. he mostly makes soft, breathless moans, his head thrown back in ecstasy as you ride his dick. his brain becomes too fogged up with the feeling of you to form words, so he relies heavily on those sounds to let you know that you're doing well, that he feels good, and that he loves you. he also tends to bite his lip a lot, producing hums rather than open-mouthed moans. "mmmmh, mmh, you feel so-ahh-so good..."

hongjoong ~ a focused man and attentive lover, hongjoong tends to be a little more quiet during sex as he's so focused on making you feel good. the best way to hear his adorable, hoarse whimpers is when you suck him off or give him a handjob. that's when he's able to lie back, close his eyes, and fill the room with the sounds of his pleasure. "yessss, that's good, baby... mmm...! just like that..."

yunho ~ lots of grunting when he fucks into you. he puts a lot of strength into his thrusts and likes to make that apparent, producing low, almost growl-like sounds every time his hips pound against yours, his dick filling you completely. also has a tendency to laugh during sex, smirking cockily, specifically when you let out one of your own sounds or tell him how good he makes you feel. "mm, mm... my baby feels good? hah... so cute..."

yeosang ~ yeosang is on the quieter side, as he can be a little shy, even with you. during sex, he makes plenty of pretty little whimpers and groans, just at a very soft volume. he grows louder the longer your pussy squeezes his dick, the more he comes undone. he's also way too shy to talk much, so he instead communicates with little, desperate noises and broken sentences. "mm, mm, ah... i love it... mmmh..."

san ~ he tries to stay mostly silent in terms of moaning, instead opting to just tell you directly what he's feeling. in other words, he's big on dirty talk. while you will catch occasional low hums, especially when he's close to orgasm, he mostly prefers to be teasing you for the sounds you make. "you're so tight... mmm... i can feel your pretty little pussy squeezing me. you're close, huh baby?"

mingi ~ mingi is unashamed of the type and amount of sound he makes, often using them as a substitute for words when he gets too worked up. he'll make quick, deep grunts when he fucks you, higher-pitched whimpers when you suck him off, and long, gruff moans when you fuck yourself on his dick. he loves the sound of your voice echoing in harmony with his. "mm, mmm, just like that, doll... ahh, yeah... take me down your throat..."

wooyoung ~ loud, loud, loud. in both the amount of moans and blabbering half-sentences you're able to get out of him, and in the volume of those sounds. wooyoung is shameless and unafraid to cue you (and your neighbors) in on exactly how he's feeling. on any given night, you'll hear him talking dirty, laughing, whimpering, moaning, and sometimes sobbing. "aaahhh, y/n, y/n, it's too much...! ah, ah, ah... mmm, so good..."

jongho ~ tries very hard to make as little noise as possible. he's rather shy and not always comfortable with that level of vulnerability, so he prefers to listen in on your sounds instead. also a master of dirty talk, he uses that skill to get the prettiest sounds out of you. of course, when he cums, he can't always hold back, and will let choked, high-pitched moans slip through. "mm, you feel so good... keep going, love... i'm gonna... ahh, aaahh...

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thelargefrye · 3 months

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ATEEZ AS MIDDLE SCHOOL TEACHERS ... bullet - point fic ( 17+ )

pairing : teacher!ateez x teacher!f!reader (separately)

genre : teacher au, fluff, comedy, workplace romance, bulletpoint headcanons, implied co-workers to lovers (for all of them), secret relationships (for a lot of them)

word count : 4.1k

warnings : middle schoolers (yes this is needed), mentions of students shipping their teachers, mentions of a past make-out from college (mingi's section)

note : inspired by these prompts and my own job lol

honorary tag : @sanjoongie

what i think it would be like working with ateez in a middle school and perhaps being something more than co-workers with them.

KIM HONGJOONG

he's a math teacher – seventh grade and also head of the math department at the school

when he's teaching, he's in his element and he's very passionate about teaching his student and the content

he was terrible at math when he was a student and often tells his own students in order to motivate them...

sometimes it works but most times it doesn't

he's definitely one of the more stricter teachers at the beginning of the year, but lets up near the end of the year

students love him, like there's not one kid who hates him

some students do wonder how he manages to get away with his funky hair colors, but no one really questions it anymore

he's also very stylish and is known for his fashionable looks that make him look like he just came off the runway

the two of you met when you started teaching at the same school, he's been teaching for two years longer than you have

you also teach seventh grade and immediately clicked as friends on your first day

he answers any questions you have that isn't content related and is kind of seen as the head of the seventh grade as well

he gets along well with the older teachers who have been doing this for 20+ years, those teachers either go to you or him when they need help with the new programs that admin is making them use in class

a lot of the students ask him if you two are dating because you're the younger teachers in the grade-level and are always hanging out

"dating? why are you worried about who i'm dating? we have equations to worry about," he would say and always brush them off

most of the students drop, not really wanting to make hongjoong upset but that doesn't mean the question won't come up again later on

your students will also ask you the same question and like hongjoong, you brush them off and not really answering them

the students would often go back and forth on if you two were dating or not with some even trying to provide "evidence" that you were dating

and some students gave up on thinking that their literature and math teacher were dating

until one day you showed up to school wearing a cardigan

and not just any cardigan

a cardigan that hongjoong wore a month ago, one that students knew was custom made by their teacher himself

and the whole seventh grade lost their minds because holy cow, their literature teacher and math teacher WERE in fact dating

the evidence of you wearing hongjoong's cardigan was enough to convince all the students it was true

so then some of them decided to confront you both

"teacher kim, teacher l/n we know your secret."

you and hongjoong were of course confused because of course your students had to be cryptic about everything... seventh graders 😒

"we know you guys are dating! teacher l/n, you're wearing teacher kim's custom cardigan!"

hongjoong had never turned his head so fast in his life and he immediately looked at the cardigan and sure enough

it was his

and you two were busted because now all your students knew you both were at least something, if not more than friends

PARK SEONGHWA

seonghwa teaches eighth grade reading / literature, he also has his masters in special education and administration

he is also the teacher that heads student council – like he built it from the ground up after the teacher before him let it crash and burn allowed it to be ruined

but seonghwa rebuilt the student council club and now its flourishes thanks to his leadership skills and teaching the students those same leadership skills

being a teacher is like a family job, his mother was a teacher and taught at the same school that he now teaches at

he wanted to become one to continue her legacy

students think he's way too handsome to be a teacher

he's also way too nice to be a teacher but like... none of the students ever give him issues

like even the behavior students don't disrespect him like they would other teachers – its kind of crazy

you had always admired seonghwa because of how good he was at his job and honestly... you were kind of jealous of him too

but you wouldn't dare tell him

you can't help but be amazed when you watch him speak at department meetings and how he always voices his thoughts so elegantly

seonghwa is also never afraid to help you if he sees you struggling or to ask for your opinion during meetings when he notices you haven't spoken

and he'll always back you up which surprises you because you aren't friends or even in the same grade

you kind of developed a crush on him but again you would never tell him or anybody for that matter

which to be honest, your crush and admiration is probably what lead you to volunteering to help out with the student council overnight trip to a student council convention

it was you, seonghwa, plus the ten student council students that qualified to go

you really never knew who exhausting planning a field trip was and seonghwa amazed you once again with how well-planned out the trip was

it kind of made you feel guilty because of how little you did to help out with the planning

"don't feel bad y/n! i'm glad you volunteered to come, i usually struggle with finding someone to come with me to help chaperone."

"really?"

"yeah."

well... that did make you feel a little better

and of course since you two were the only chaperones, that meant the two of you got to room together

the students were pretty sure they almost saw you pass out in the hotel lobby when seonghwa told you that

"teacher l/n, are you okay! you don't look so good!"

"i'm fine..."

"you're fine with sharing a room together right?" seonghwa asks once the two of you are alone in the hotel room

the students were also in their own hotel rooms and winding down after the long trip, you could feel yourself sink into the bed once you got into the room

"its fine, i don't mind," you tell him and seonghwa gives you a warm smile as he settles down on the bed next to yours "are field trips always this exhausting?"

"only the overnight ones"

"great"

JEONG YUNHO

eighth grade history teacher but he's also taught sixth grade history in the past as well

yunho is very serious about teaching and strict when it comes to listening, doing work, being respectful, etc.

especially in the beginning of the year, but does let up a little bit near the end and after exams and stuff

he has a strict schedule that he follows when teaching his content and knows his content like the back of his hand

he has a routine and the students are quick to learn it and make sure the others are at least doing what they are suppose to be doing when the bell rings

but despite how strict and stuff he is, yunho loves teaching and the kids love his class

even if they don't like it at the beginning, the class and yunho will grow on them before the year is over

even the other teachers respect yunho and will ask him on how he teaches certain events and whatnot, always going to him for tips on where to find good materials

yunho is like the jack-of-all-materials

even has his own tpt page because of how much stuff he has made for his own class and co-workers

you will also always find him and san hanging out together in each other's room during their planning time

usually gossiping about students or other teachers

students have learned that when san walks into yunho's room, then its serious because san never leaves his room during class time

also no one ever really bothers yunho because of how strict he is with teaching and getting everything he needs done, to get done

however, students are shocked when you walk into yunho's room one day WHILE he's teaching to ask him a question

like their jaws drop when yunho stops teaching in order to help you with something and laughing with you as he brushes your apology off

it was like they just watched a mean dog turned into the friendliest puppy when you walked in

some of them questioned if they were transported to a different reality because there is no way this is happening

you and yunho are like night and day, yunho with dark button-ups and you with your funky colored pants

"you're seeing this to right?" one of them would whisper to the other students around them

the students were too stunned to speak

"hey! get to work, i expect you to have these notes written down by the time i'm done," yunho would say and immediately the students would get to work

"thank you teacher jeong, i appreciate the help with this new program"

"sure, its no problem," he says as he walks you to the door. "choi came to me during planning asking about it plus some other teachers as well"

"ah, well glad i'm not the only one struggling!" you let out a laugh and yunho returns it and laughs with you, "i'll see you after school, yeah?"

"of course"

you wave as you close the door behind you and yunho immediately goes back into his teaching mode

once again leaving his students shocked and with whiplash from how fast his attitude changed

"we really were in just another reality"

KANG YEOSANG

seventh grade history but wants to one day be a librarian

yeosang loves history but is also certified to teach reading/literature

a lot of the students and teachers love him for how nice he is to everyone

he really connects well with the behavior students, like a lot of them will always say he's there favorite teacher

even the ones who never come to class, go to yeosang's class because who in their right mind who skip teacher kang's class?

no one that's who

students will always go to him when there's an issue because they know he will help them

that's why a lot of them are surprised when they find out him and wooyoung are best friends since high school

"you and teacher jung are best friends!?"

"yep! have been for years!" and yeosang is proud to say that him and wooyoung are best friends and can teach together at the same school

none of the students can get over how handsome he is as well and a lot of sixth graders can only hope to get him in seventh grade

"teacher kang, you're so handsome you could be an actor!"

yeosang can only smile at the comments, not really saying anything as he's use to those comments by now

well coming from his students or other adults that is

however, hearing those comments (or reading them) from you is a different story

he doesn't know how you manage to time it whenever his students are doing independent work but you do

he'll be at his desk or walking around, when you come in and some the students will immediately greet you

you simply smile and wave at them before walking over to hand yeosang something

"i got the stuff from your mailbox while i was at mine," you told him

yeosang thanks you and you smile at him before turning and leaving

you usually go to the mailbox when you need a break from your class and there's already someone in there to help

yeosang looks at the stuff in his hands, and notices the folded piece of paper that had his name written nicely in your handwriting

he opens it as he walks to his desk and immediately feels a warmth overtake his face

'you look really pretty today, yeo ;) can't wait to hangout after school in our usual place! miss you already!'

yeosang quickly stored the note in his desk, before quickly going back to teaching and trying to hide the excitement of seeing you later to the back of his mind

CHOI SAN

eighth grade reading/literature teacher along with seonghwa and school's volleyball coach

he played volleyball when he was in school and so he's very passionate about the sport and his athletes

a tough coach and an even tougher teacher, but only because he knows all his students can do better than what they showing him

like seonghwa with student council, san managed to help the volleyball team go to nationals thanks to his coaching and the his girls' effort and teamwork

a lot of students are scared of him because of how he coaches, especially his athletes – like even just the mention of san gets them scared

but really san just wants the best for all his students and just like volleyball, he's also passionate about his teaching

very writing focused versus seonghwa who is more reading based, but they work really well together to make sure all their students are getting the same knowledge and material

san's not afraid to speak his mind during department meetings and the other teachers know this – like he will straight up call something out if he knows it won't work

seonghwa usually has to cut him off because of this, they are a very funny duo and students love watching them interact

"teacher choi is like a dark cloud and teacher park is like a sunny day"

like the kids, you are also intimidated by him because of how much just pure authority he gives off

like you would think he's a principal from how students act around him

he actually does step up as an admin when the actual principals are out of the building because he does have his masters in administration, so he could very well one day become a principal

but going back to you being intimidated by him 💀

you never really dared to approach him, always sitting on the opposite side of the room during department meetings

mainly because you didn't want to get on his bad side

"please teacher l/n, can you help us start this club?"

"sure, girls!" you were more than happy to help sponsor their club "who's the other teacher?"

you watched as the girls' faces deflated at the question, of course you don't blame them for not knowing that clubs needed two teachers to become official, not just one

"i have a teacher in mind!"

"who?" "tell us!"

"coach choi, can help! especially since volleyball is over!"

you felt the color drain from your face at the thought of san and you running a club together

"teacher l/n will you ask coach choi if he can help us?"

"sure... i'll ask."

"a club?"

"yeah, some of your volleyball girls recommended you and wanted to see if you could be the second teacher sponsor."

"ah, that's right. the school has that stupid two teacher club sponsor rule. always did think that was dumb."

san thought for a minute which felt like a lifetime the longer you stood in his classroom

"sure, why not. i'm sure it'll be fun to run a club together."

"i'm sure the girls will also appreciate it. i'll send you the information when i hear back from the principal about the club."

"of course, if you have any issues let me know."

"will do, thanks!"

that was definitely a lot less nerve-racking then you thought it would be...

maybe running a club san won't be so bad after all

SONG MINGI

mingi is THE ms. frizzle aka the best science teacher you will ever have

he teaches sixth grade science and is always having some sort of fun with testing experiments and theories with the students

science class will forever be ruined after you have him as a teacher because no one is doing it like mingi

literally older students will come by to see either him or wooyoung and they will always ask mingi what he is currently doing in that class

and while he's an amazing teacher – he's also hella clumsy

like students learn fast not to leave their things in the floor if they don't want this 6ft tall man tripping over and possible destroying their things

someone save this man from all those decorative pencil pouches and metal water bottles pls 💀

anyways, a lot of students love mingi because of his fun personality and not because he almost below up the science lab because a experiment gone wrong

very much into team building and having all the students work together towards a goal because he knows how important teamwork is in life and wants students to have it

a lot of students are actually intimidated by him when they first see him because of his tall stature and harsh look

but he's really cool once him and the students build that rapport

so a lot of students were surprised when they found out that you and mingi were best friends

it never really clicked for most of them since you both taught different grades AND subjects

but then during school assemblies and such, you and mingi would always be sitting next to each other

whispering and laughing to each other and it would leave students bewildered when they saw the two of you

like "what in the world are they laughing about?"

"you know... the kiddos asked me the other day about us," you said, leaning over and whispering into his ear

"yeah?"

"they asked me how long we've been friends"

"w-what did you tell them?"

"since college, i left out the part where you made out with my best friend before tripping over her bag and landed into my lap."

you could tell mingi was blushing, his ears turning red at your words

"i-it wasn't like that!"

"i know, no need to feel embarrassed. i agreed to go out with you didn't i?"

you couldn't help the smirk on your face while mingi had a pout on his own, completely forgetting that the two of you were suppose to be watching the talent show and not flirting

JUNG WOOYOUNG

teaches sixth grade math and is an on-going menace to his students

you either love or hate him because of how he teaches and runs his classroom

always changing the seating desk arrangement in his room which keeps students on their toes

he's always a complete 180 from hongjoong who is the head of the math department

like students get whiplash when they go from wooyoung to hongjoong because of how different they are

but that's not to say wooyoung is bad at his job, on the contrary wooyoung is fantastic at his job

always has a math pun ready to whip out when needed and is always dishing out savage remarks to his students when they try to be a smart-ass to him

they learn quick that they won't be able make smart comments with him around

wooyoung is just very blunt with how he's feeling – like if a student makes him mad you'll know he's mad

does a lot of bootcamp punishments (i.e makes them do exercises when they don't listen to him like: jumping jacks, squats, nothing too extreme) this makes kids not want to disrespect him because they know what will happen if they do

some parents have thought it was "extreme" but he simply told them "well it got your child to listen for once in their life" – that shut the parent up real quick

but wooyoung rarely gets serious because he has the respect from students and so those bootcamp punishments are rare and few in-between

most of the time he's fun and playful which also travels over to how he acts with his fellow teachers

including you

wooyoung always visits you when he's on his planning period

like your class can always expect him to stop by at least once during their class

which none of them mind cause that means they can see their favorite math teacher again but don't tell hongjoong that

however with his constant visits, it makes students question if you guys are dating

especially when wooyoung is always complimenting you when you're at your desk and you both think that the students can't hear you

"you look very lovely today, teacher l/n."

"watch yourself, jung."

you eventually have to run wooyoung off so you can get back to teaching

"oh they are totally dating" students would whisper to each other watching the two of you interact

students really really ship you guys together and are always questioning you about your ideal type and stuff

but you always brush off their questions and comments about how you and teacher jung would look great together

and eventually the students had moved on to something else and you were thankfully left alone about your love life by your students

until one day when you and wooyoung were spotted by some students outside of school

you and him had went to the store together, not really thinking about school as you both spent time together

however that peace between the two of you was set ablaze when heard a familiar "teacher l/n! teacher jung!" and snapping the two of you out of your daze

wooyoung was quick to greet the students who approached you both, a smile on his face and arm around his shoulder

and you knew your secret was out because of how the students' zoned in on wooyoung's arm around your shoulder

you couldn't help but dread what would happen when you arrive at school tomorrow

"i didn't like keeping it a secret anyways," he would making you smack the back of his head in response before pushing the shopping cart and walking away from your boyfriend

CHOI JONGHO

eighth grade math who got roped into teaching seventh grade science as well

jongho is really in his element when it comes to math

and is really hanging by a thread when it comes to science

like he's the opposite of mingi and HATES science – like who thought it was a good idea to have this man teach it?

oh, they did a budget cut and so they were down a science teacher? makes sense.

the kids either love or hate him because of how he teaches

his eighth graders and seventh graders are like night and day when it comes to literally everything

it might also have something to do with the content but just let him complain about his seventh graders

you actually found him one day in the workroom stressing over his science while eating his ramen

you remember some of your kids talking about jongho and you've seen him at faculty meetings

but never had a one-on-one conversation with him mainly because he was in a totally different content and grade from you (he was still an eighth grade teacher at the end of the day)

you know hongjoong really likes him and praises him for learning how to adapt so well to a new content era that he never studied in

you think that for a first-year teacher he's doing a lot better than you had when you were in his shoes

and you figure what's the harm in talking to him and seeing how he's doing

"everything going okay, teacher choi?"

he's caught off guard by your voice, jumping and looking up at you as you walk over to get your copies from the copier

"oh, um, i'm fine. just thinking about what i'm gonna do for my science class"

"ahh, that's fair, i still can't believe they have you teaching science and math for your first year"

jongho lets out a laugh which is followed by a small "yeah... i can't either"

"but hongjoong says that you're doing a good job for your first year, so you should be proud! hongjoong never compliments anyone"

"really?"

"really. and just know that if you ever need help just reach out. i know you're not a seventh grade teacher but us who teach seventh grade needs to stick together. its a tough group."

"oh my god, i'm so glad you think that as well! i thought it was just me!"

"oh no, everyone knows seventh grade is always the worse year, we all struggle with them at some point"

"that really makes me feel better about doing my job"

"jongho, you're doing a great job. the kids love you and there will always be those kids that make you feel like you are terrible at your job. but all you have to do is teach to the ones who want to be there, and worry about them."

you tell him the exact same words you were told when you were a first year and thinking the same thing

"thank you, y/n"

you can't help but smile as you nod your head, taking your copies and heading back to your room while jongho finishes his ramen

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binniesbobastay · 1 year

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𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

'late night'

Mingi x fem!reader

You try to maintain innocence when your boyfriend, Mingi, asks you to spend the night with him for the first time... but soon you can't help but lose control

A/n: Hi everyone! I hope you enjoy this, just wanted to let you all know that I might not be posting as much when school starts back up but I will try my best! Requests are open and highly encouraged right now! Don't forget to reblog/give feedback on this if you liked it! Hope everyone is well and happy new year! :)

Genre: Smut (18+, minors DNI), fluff

Warnings: Smut, mature content (minors DNI) pet names, handjob, fingering, squirting, protected sex, rough sex, slight degradation (not rlly), mature language

You sighed as the silence of the dorm helped you relax. There was just something so calming about the place when everyone else had gone to bed, leaving you and Mingi alone to enjoy each other's company. That's exactly what you two were doing on this late Friday night as your boyfriend of a few months was fiddling with his phone on the couch across from you, waiting for you to finish the rest of the week's work on your laptop.

You can't help but crack a smile to yourself as you hear him let out a soft sigh of his own, impatience laced within it.

"So... how much longer do you have?" He finally asks. You do all you can to suppress a giggle as you shut your laptop, making him raise an eyebrow in confusion.

"I've been done for a while now, I just wanted to see how long you could go before asking." You snicker, proudly.

"Hey!" He cries out, jumping up from his spot and charging toward you. You quickly push your laptop to the side in order to save it from his oncoming attack.

"Mingi, no!" You laugh as he towers over you, fingers digging into your sides to tickle you.

"Sorry, but this is payback!" Suddenly, he picks you up and tosses you over his shoulder. You continue to giggle with what little air you have left in your lungs.

"Ha!" He shouts in triumph before tossing you down onto the couch he sat on before. He quickly scoots in beside you, trapping you within his broad embrace. You try to move in order to get yourself comfortable, but his hold only tightens around you.

"Mingi! Let me move!" You protest.

"No can do, doll." He says before planting a smooch on your forehead. But soon enough, he helps shift you around so that you're lying on top of him, head resting on his chest with a warm blanket over the two of you.

"What about now, is this better?" He asks, mischievously. You roll your eyes before perching yourself up to hover over his face.

"Yes," You respond, pressing your lips to his. "Thank you, Mings." He smiles at the nickname, cheeks forming a slightly pink tint as you lay your head back down on his chest.

Mingi briefly lets go of you to reach for the remote on the coffee table before putting on the show that the two of you have been watching. But between the sound of his heartbeat in your ear and his warmness surrounding you on this cold night, you're already being lulled to sleep.

"Want me to get some snacks or anything to drink, love?" He asks as the opening credits begin.

"Mm-mm," You hum, nuzzling your head further into him. "Don't go anywhere, please..." He chuckles, pulling up the blanket some more.

"So now you want me to stay?" He teases. You scoff in response, cocking your head up to peck his jawline before settling back into him again.

Just like that, you're out like a light and the next thing you know Mingi is gently shoving your shoulder to wake you.

"Babe? Hello? You still with me?" You fight the weight of your eyelids as you see the episode has already ended.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I fell asleep." You apologize, rubbing at your tired eyes.

"It's okay, baby." Mingi snickers, peppering kisses across your face to help you wake up. You giggle in response, moving off of him. You're about to get up off the couch to start packing your things so you can take a late cab home.

"Hey," Mingi suddenly says, prompting you to turn back around to face him. His eyes meet yours, holding words he hasn't yet spoken within them.

"What's up?" You ask him, concerned. He shifts around awkwardly, biting his lip before continuing.

"Do you want to... stay the night this time?" He asks, "I would just hate to make you go home so late... and with the weather like this, I mean everything's practically frozen over out there."

"Oh..." You say, not because you don't want to but because you had never spent a night with each other before. You'd shared many late nights at the dorm and so has he at your place, but the guest always ends up going home, even if it was at some ungodly hour.

"Would it be okay? I mean with the other boys here and everything..."

"Oh, yeah!" Mingi answers your question of concern. "Don't worry, they won't mind!"

For some reason, you're still not so sure. You love Mingi. He's the person that makes you feel safe and loved above everyone else. So why does this proposal make you so nervous? Maybe it's just because it's a first.

"Are you sure?" You ask, faintly. He smirks, shaking his head as he moves to be closer to you.

"Of course, I would love you to stay the night with me. I'm the one suggesting it!" He kisses your temple.

"It's completely up to you, my love." He insists before wrapping his arm around you, messaging his thumb into your shoulder. His words of assurance make you smile and lean into his touch.

"Okay, then it's fine with me!" You exclaim.

He makes sure the tv and lights are off as you gather all your things from the living room before following his lead down the hallway into his bedroom. He retrieves a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants of his for you to borrow before disappearing into his connected bathroom to give you some privacy. Even with him not in the room, you still can't help but blush as you change out of your clothes and into his. While you wait for him to come out, you make yourself comfortable under his blankets as you climb into his bed.

You begin to feel giddy when you take a breath and your senses flood with the smell of his cologne on the sheets. That's when the bathroom door opens, and you do a double take at the sight before you. Mingi's tall frame peaks out through the doorway. The only thing adorning his chest is a simple silver chain, which you recognize as your gift to him for your three-month anniversary. All that's left on display is his toned form, with gray sweats hanging loosely around his hips.

You're almost ashamed that the look of it all makes gulp as you begin to feel dizzy. And you're even more ashamed when you find yourself subconsciously pressing your thighs together. You pull the blanket up some more in hopes to hide your actions better, eyes never leaving him as he pulls his hair band back and shakes out his messy locks, slightly damp from having washed his face.

You try to muster up at least a little bit of composure as he looks over at you, smiling before climbing into his bed next to you.

"Are you comfortable enough?" He asks.

"Oh, yeah! This is perfect." You comment, trying to keep yourself together. Still, you can't stop your eyes from roaming his body, which Mingi finally picks up on. He smirks, resting a hand on your thigh over the blanket.

"Uh huh, anything else you see that you like?" Your cheeks flush and you playfully smack his shoulder.

"Shut up..." You grumble, burrowing yourself further into the covers. He chuckles, wrapping an arm around you to pull you into his chest. You grow even more flustered as you finally make contact with his smooth, warm skin.

"Sorry I'm not dressed more modestly, I don't meant to be so impolite with a lady over and everything," He winks at you. "But I can't sleep with much on."

You decide to test the waters, letting your hand splay out across his chest beside your head.

"When did I ever complain?" You ask, sheepishly. You tense up as he lets out a deep laugh at your response.

"Well, if it makes you feel better... I'm all yours to look at and touch as much as you want." His words, though intended to be lighthearted, send a chill down your spine. You let yourself relax and sink further into his bare chest as his arms wrap tightly around you once more, one rubbing soothing circles into your back while the other strokes your hair.

He puts on some dimer lighting before hitting play on a slow playlist.

"Goodnight, doll." He says, before kissing your forehead.

"Night..." You mumble. Mellowness overtakes every inch of your body... minus the growing heat in your core. It's what guides your eyes down to wander across his abs... traveling lower to his hips as you start to picture what they might look like rolling into yours. The image makes you squirm.

"You okay, love?" You hear Mingi's voice call in the faint darkness.

"Mingi..." You whimper, moving to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer to you. You press your lips against his a couple of times, with each kiss lingering more and more. He hums before pulling one of your legs over to the other side of him so that you're sitting in his lap, kisses becoming more passionate. You let your hands tangle in his hair as your lips continue to dance with his. He moans softly into you when your tongue slips into his mouth, and you start to grind against him.

"Mmm, slow down, baby." He mumbles into a kiss. Worry overtakes you as you pull away from him.

"I'm... I'm sorry. Did I do something wrong?" You ask, eyes widening.

"Shh, no baby. You're okay." He sits up more, leaving a soft peck on your lips to reassure you.

"I just want to make sure this is what you really want..." He asks, becoming a little flustered himself.

"I just don't want you to think this is the only reason I asked you to stay the night."

You smile at his concern. The two of you had yet to be intimate but you've talked about it before. Mingi told you he was most comfortable with letting you decide when the time was right because he didn't want you to feel like he was ever pressuring you into it. Although you hadn't pictured your first time with him being as spontaneous as this was, it still felt like the right moment. Everything just feels so perfect... being with him in his warm bed. You feel so close to him, yet you crave more.

"I know, Mingi. Don't worry, this is what I want..." You whisper, cupping his face in your hands. "I want you so bad right now."

He nods before letting you lean back in to kiss him again. His hands find their way to your hips, urging you to move against him. You both groan at the friction it makes, sending sparks of electricity between you. His hands start to travel lower, but before they reach their destination...

"Can I touch you here?" He asks, almost breathlessly. You smile as your heart swells at how careful he is being with you.

"Yes, Mings. You can touch me anywhere you'd like." He grabs a handful of your ass in his big palms, guiding your movements. Your hands begin to travel south as well, sweeping over his chest and down to his stomach. You snake one hand down in between your bodies, cupping him through his pants.

"Fuck, baby..." He sighs against your lips before moving his own down to your neck.

"Mmm, Mingi..." You call out as the warmth of his breath against your skin makes you grow even more sensitive. You pull his sweats down enough for his hard cock to spring out. The sight of it makes you bite down on your lip as you wrap your fingers around it. He moans, tossing his head back as you start to stroke him. You take the opportunity to leave a few little kisses on the underside of his jaw.

"You're so big, Mingi." You mumble as your kisses trail down his neck and onto his shoulder. You can't help but practically shudder at the feeling of him throbbing in your hand. The sight of his tip becoming redder and leaking more precum with every pump makes you even wetter. Mingi guides your chin up to face him, eyes meeting his already fucked out ones.

"You're so beautiful... touching me like this." You lean into his touch when he moves his hand to cup your cheek.

"And you're absolutely breathtaking, you know that?" You say, leaning in to kiss him once more. You watch his brow furrow as you pick up the pace, stroking him faster.

"Okay, doll..." He coos, grabbing your wrist to stop you. You pout, longing to finish him off. He smiles at your expression, placing a kiss upon your frown.

"I'm sorry, baby. I just don't want to cum yet," He says, giving you another kiss as he slides his pants back up. "I'd much rather do that while I'm inside you..."

He takes advantage of your state of shock at his words, gently grabbing your hips to turn you around.

"Your turn, doll." He spreads his legs so you can sit down in between them, your back pressed snuggly against his chest. You move to lift his sweatshirt up off of you, but he stops you again.

"No, keep it on," He gently commands. "You're gonna look so pretty in it when I make you cum..."

"Mingi!" Every time he speaks in his low voice it makes you squirm even more. He chuckles, running his hands soothingly up and down your sides.

"Be good for me, doll." He tells you, as he helps you out the sweats he gave you. You shiver as the chilly air in the room comes in contact with your skin, but Mingi quickly comes to your rescue, big, warm hands rubbing up your thighs, gently prying them apart. Your chest swells with anticipation as his fingers come closer to where you want them. You jump when he moves his head, so his lips are right by your ear and his hand rubs over your clothed cunt.

"Mmm, so wet. You soaked your pretty little panties, sweet girl." He comments, making you wriggle against his chest. He slowly slides your underwear down your legs, and you eagerly kick them to the side. You can hear the hitch in his breath when he finally sees your wet pussy waiting for him. You cry out into the dim night when you finally feel one of his slim fingers run up your folds, catching your clit.

"Ah, Mingi!" You whimper, letting your head fall back onto him. He wraps his other arm around your waist to secure you against him. He spends a few minutes exploring you, paying attention to what exactly gets you to whine for him, before he resorts to rubbing slow circles into your clit.

"Does that feel good, doll?" He asks, lips littering kisses behind your ear as he continues his ministrations.

"So good, Mingi. God..." You run your hand up his bicep of the arm wrapped around you. He goes back to spreading your wetness around, groaning at the sound it makes.

"Can I put my fingers inside, baby?" He asks. You buck into him, too needy to form speech.

"Use your words, doll..." He demands, a slightly stern tone in his voice.

"Yes, Mings. Please, I want it so bad." You plead, desperation being your only motivation to fulfill his request. With that, he's slipping a long finger past your entrance.

"Fuck!" You hiss. He fills you up all the way, the length of his digit fits like a glove inside of you. He takes the time to experiment more, curling his finger as he slides it in and out of you. All while your grip is tightening around his arm.

"M-more, please." You beg, looking up at him with doe eyes. He smiles, pressing his lips to your head as he grants you your wish. You moan his name when he slips another finger in, constantly prodding at the sweet spot within you. You start to feel the familiar knot form within the pit of your stomach.

"Mingi... I'm close." You warn. He nods before he starts to suck on your neck, bringing his hand wrapped around you to rub at your clit again.

"Yes, just like that!" You whine, hands moving to grip the sheets beside you.

"So beautiful, doll," Mingi coos. "You're doing so good for me." With a few more thrusts of his fingers and swipes to your clit, you come undone for him. You lean all of your weight back against him as pleasure completely washes over you. Mingi takes his fingers out of you, bringing them to his lips to clean them off as he continues to rub your clit to help you ride out your high.

As your orgasm finishes, he helps you move to lie back down. You feel his lips travel across every corner of your body, lifting you out of the daze he previously put you in.

"Mmm, I was right. You do look pretty when you cum in this." He teases, playing with the hem of his own sweatshirt on you. You giggle, pulling him down by his chain for a kiss. You moan when you taste yourself on him.

"Doing okay, baby doll?" He asks, a hand comes up to brush hair from your face as he supports his weight on the other.

"I'm amazing, Mings... you're amazing." You say, planting a peck on the tip of his nose. He scrunches up his face as he finally starts to lift his hoodie off of you.

"Only the best for you." He states as you sit up so he can finish taking it off of you. You can't help but blush under his dark gaze as he finally sees your fully bare form for the first time.

"So damn gorgeous..." He whispers, lips latching back onto your skin. You sigh, enjoying the warmth of his kiss. You arch your back when he suddenly attaches his mouth around one of your nipples.

"Mingi..." You whimper when his hand comes up to play with the other. You comb your fingers through his hair as he revels in the sweet taste of your skin. It all makes the neediness return to your core. You reach out toward the hem of his pants, tugging at them as a sign. He pulls away from your chest to look up at you.

"Are you ready, love?" He asks. You nod, frantically.

"Words..." He practically growls as his thumb comes up to swipe at your bottom lip.

"Please, Mingi..." You whine. "I need you to fuck me now." You watch him close his eyes, sighing as if your plead for him was a breath of fresh air. He climbs off the bed for a moment to reach into his drawer. He pulls out a condom, making sure to lock eyes with you as he tears it open with his teeth. He rolls his sweats all the way off this time, quickly sliding the condom down his length.

You spread your legs for him as he crawls back onto the bed, making him smirk. He takes his cock and runs it up and down your folds a few times, causing you both to hiss.

"Let me know if it's too much, doll." He requests with one last kiss to your lips. With that, he pushes into you.

"God, you feel so good, so tight, baby..." Mingi calls out in awe. You reach down to rub your clit to help ease the delicious stretch he gives you. He continues his kisses down your neck in order to further sooth you.

"Mingi... you can move now." You encourage him. He shivers as he pulls back out of you, the feeling of your wet walls protesting his leaving almost too much to bare. He pushes back into you, setting a steady pace. Your head falls back, completely lost in the way he fills you, leaves you empty, then fills you again. His head falls into the crook of your neck as he processes the same feeling. You rake your nails softly down his back as his cock finds your sweet spot, making your breath hitch.

"I can't believe you're mine... God, you're beautiful..." You kiss his shoulder as he rambles on sweet nothings in your ear. He's fucking you so good,,. but your mind begins to wander off to darker thoughts and desires.

"Mingi... do you want to be a little more rough with me?" He doesn't still, but he slows a bit as he reflects on what you had just asked of him.

"Do you want that?" He asks. You nod but then remember he likes words.

"Yes, Mingi... give it to me. I want everything you have in you." Your words ring clear as you look directly into his eyes. You try your best to hide the chill you get as lust fully takes over his dark orbs. He quickens his pace, leaning down to kiss you more harshly this time. You groan as he rails into you, taking your bottom lip in between his teeth. Suddenly, he pulls out of you all together.

"Turn around, doll." You don't think twice before getting on your hands and knees for him. He lets out a deep growl at the sight of your ass sticking up in the air for him. You yelp in delight as his large hand lands a hard slap on it. He quickly enters you again, gripping your hips as he returns to his harsher pace.

"Such a good girl, letting me fuck you like this. God, I love this ass..." He rants, spanking you again. Your eyes roll back as he pounds into your sweet spot over and over again, head planting into the sheets.

"Fuck, Mingi! Right there!" You shout as a more intense feeling builds up in your core. Suddenly, his hand wraps around your face to cover your mouth. It's unexpected, but it turns you on, even more, when you hear your own muffled moans. That and the sound of his skin slapping against yours sends you teetering over the edge, and you spray your release this time all over the bed.

"Oh fuck! Baby doll that's so hot..." Mingi groans, leaning down to plant hot kisses across your spine. You feel the vibration of his voice against your body as he moans at his release. He cums into the condom inside of you, making sure you're settled down on the bed before pulling out of you. He collapses down beside you after discarding the condom and you roll on your side to face him. He smiles at you, pulling you into a sweet kiss, contrasting with his previous rough nature.

"So that's what you're into?" He asks, teasingly. You blush, tucking your face into the crook of his neck.

"Maybe a little... but every single thing about this night was amazing." You tell him.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, angel." He says, kissing you. "Cause we'll be doing it a lot more often from now on."

You both move to lay back under to covers and he pulls you back into his chest. You spend the rest of the restless night talking about anything under the sky.

"Oh... by the way, I'm just curious," You begin. "Why did you cover my mouth at the last second?"

"Oh well, it had finally occurred to me... that we are in fact in a dorm with other people sleeping in it." He admitted. Your eyes widen in horror as the realization hits you as well.

"Breakfast might not be the most fun... but I think it was worth it." Mingi teases one final time before kissing your forehead.

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planet-dusk · 8 months

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Ghost!pirate!hongjoong who follows you around after you visited the museum his ship wreck ruins were being displayed at. He just follows you around and helps you when you need to, gets inside your dreams and eats you out till you have to get up but sometimes tells you stories about his crew and old times, who also really dislikes your bff who he sees as someone he should get rid off bc he just looks at you in a irritating way

He is just trying to protect you, dont try to stop him, you wont be able to anyways

🏷️ kim hongjoong x fem!reader. cw ; yandere!hongjoong, ghost!hongjoong, dub/noncon, somnophilia, oral (f), fingering, edging, possessive and other toxic yandere behavior ( 470 w. )

minors dni. for mature audiences only !

you're not sure where the pirate who keeps showing up in your dreams came from, but on some days you swear he almost feels real. you've got used to his presence (sometimes even looking forward to it) but even after all those months there's something about his lazy, calculating smile that makes your blood run cold.

at night you wake with his dark head of hair between your legs, tongue already parting your folds and your slick dripping down his chin. he never does anything more than that: eats you out until your legs are shaking, then disappears into thin air, leaving you aching and empty. no matter how much you beg his shining eyes never change, never give in.

you like the tales about his old crew (where are they now? he doesn't tell and you don't dare ask), and the way his face lights up when he talks about his members almost makes him look human. 8 makes one team. the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. stories from another time, so vivid it's as if you're there with them. it's easy to get lost in him. you're going out less often these days, heading home after work as soon as you can because you know he might be waiting for you. his visits aren't limited to the nights any more, even though he's unreliable and flaky; sometimes he doesn't show up for days at a time, sometimes he stays with you for hours.

it only makes you more eager to stay home and wait for him. what if you go out and miss him? he might get angry again, it wouldn't be the first time, waking you with his fingers deep inside your cunt for seven nights straight — and removing them right before you could reach your peak. every time you fell asleep he'd wake you up, turning you into a begging mess. the dark circles under your eyes grew with each passing night. there was no point in fighting him; he'd pinned your hands above your head when you'd tried to relieve yourself, surprising strength in such a lithe body.

and on the seventh night, when he was finally satisfied with your sobs, he'd kissed you for the first time and told you the salt on your cheeks reminded him of the sea, his first love. he'd never thought he'd find someone as pretty as her until fate had brought you together.

"you're mine, and mine alone. don't you ever forget it." he'd reinforced his words by finally, finally letting the waves of sweet bliss overtake you.

slowly, hongjoong draws you away from your coworkers. your friends. your family. even your best friend. the only thing on your mind is him, the only one you need in life: your captain.

#answered #yandere-stories #ateez smut #ateez hard hours #ateez imagines #ateez headcanons #ateez x reader #ateez fanfic #hongjoong smut #hongjoong x reader #;ateez blurbs #tw: dubcon #tw: yandere

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matzprincess · 13 days

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ATEEZ: doms, subs, or switches?

in my opinion, all of ateez are switches.

park seonghwa - switch with a dom preference, except he’s a mommy dom. loves being called mommy by his partner/submissive. he’s also mostly a soft dom. when he feels submissive occasionally he’s very obedient.

“good girl/boy, baby. you always listen to mommy just like he wants you to, mommy loves you.”

kim hongjoong - switch with a dom preference. a hard dom, he expects his partner/sub to be on thier best behavior when they’re feeling submissive. is a very good boy when subby, always listens, but occasionally will act out.

“quit complaining, little one, you decided to be a brat, therefore you suffer the consequences.”

jeong yunho - switch with a dom lean. he will submit if he’s in that headspace/mood. he’s a very soft dom and rarely ever gives punishments unless his partner really fucks up. when submissive he’s the best boy, next to mingi of course.

“good job, baby, daddy is very proud of you, angel.”

kang yeosang - switch with a slight dom preference. he doesn’t mind subbing though if his partner is willing to be dominant. he’s a fair dom, but will punish if he sees necessary. mostly an obedient sub.

“i gave you two chances already, dear. now listen to me and bend over my lap.”

choi san - switch and likes both equally, it just depends on him and his partner’s moods. is a soft dom and obedient sub (for the most part). he’ll occasionally act up just to get attention from his partner.

“sorry mommy, just wanted you to touch me.”

song mingi - switch with a sub preference. a very good boy when submissive. listens to everything his partner/dom says without question and is very polite. very loud as well. when he’s domming he’s a soft dom.

“thank you, mommy, that feels really good”

jung wooyoung - switch with sub preference, like mingi. but unlike mingi he’s very much a brat. when he’s a dom however he’s fair and only really strict when he deems necessary.

“you can spank harder than that, right mommy?” *evil giggle*

choi jongho - switch and likes both equally, just like his groupmate, san. everyone headcannons him as a full hard dom but i don’t agree. imo he’s a soft dom, but can punish if his partner/sub pushes his buttons. he’s a very obedient sweet sub. loves being called ‘baby bear’ when he’s submissive.

*blushing* “i’ll continue to be a good boy for you, mommy, i promise.”

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atinycafe · 10 months

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COMMON MASTERLIST — ateez blurbs

collection of my blurbs under the cut ٩(๑ `︿´๑)۶

multiple members

- longing for your owners!ot8!ateez, who had left hybrid!you alone at home, you reach for the phone seeking comfort. - hyungline!ateez headcanons about the first time u meet them - atz headcanons about reader being unusually silent when drunk - atz headcanons about reader hugging a pillow 2 sleep - atz headcanons about making out with them on a chase atlantic beat - atz headcanons on them using "tiny" during sex [nsfw]

ddeonghwa

- biker!seonghwa vs bimbo!reader [suggestive] - bf!yunhwa help you in this heat (yunho acc doesn't help)

joongi

- a long-awaited reunion in hongjoong's creative studio leads to soft moment - hurt 2 comfort with hongjoong [light angst] - hongjoong and your first subdrop [nsfw] - shopping spree with dilf!woojoong - primal play with predator!joong [nsfw] - soft sex w joong [nsfw]

yunni

- during a late-night math session, you're visited by spiderman!yunho - bf!yunhwa help you in this heat (yunho acc doesn't help) - yunho fucks your nightmare away [nsfw] - choking kink w yunho [nsfw] - some boxer!yunho timestamps

hehetmon

- you admit something to vampire!yeosang [suggestive] - prince!yeosang rubs oil in your hair (cuz he loves brown girls) - yeosang and his oral fixation aka he loves boobies [nsfw]

sanni

- babying and doing san's eyebrows - ceo!san leaves u alone in ur bed 4 a meeting - sangi taking care of sick you - phone sex with daddy!san [nsfw] - pregnant reader faints [slight angst] - emperor!san x empress!reader

mangi

- mingi taking care of drunk you - sangi taking care of sick you (i have a thing 4 mingi taking care of me and i think it shows) - roommate!mingi is a big pervert [nsfw]

wooyo

- wooyoung playfully interrupts your asmr session, expressing his jealousy in a dramatic yet affectionate manner. - hybrid!wooyo plays a little game with you in your bathtub [nsfw] - overstimulation w meandom!woo [nsfw] - shopping spree with dilf!woojoong - zombie au

jjong

- exbf!jongho misses u but u... miss him too? - jongho teases u

other works can be found here

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myloveforyunho · 5 months

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piercings they’d get | ateez

♪ song of the chapter

pairing: ateez x fem!reader

⊹ author’s note; sexual mentions. i need to see hongjoong with snake bites aghhh! i have snake bites & i love them ^-^

‧₊˚ ⋅ seonghwa ;

as for seonghwa, honestly i couldn't see him getting any piercings. if he were to however, he'd get the smallest stud possible on the side of his nose. but that is a big fat maybe.

he'd most likely be really sqeamish when it comes to needles, and would always try his best to watch you get your piercings; but he just couldn't...

"aishhhh.. how am i reacting worse than you and you're the one getting a needle put through your lips?" he says as he puts his hands over his ears & turns away, squeezing his eyes shut.

‧₊˚ ⋅ hongjoong ;

as hongjoong already has many piercings, i could see this man going further past his ear piercings. i can see hongjoong getting snake bite piercings, the ones with silver hoops on each side.

ever since the day he tried on fake hoop lip piercings, he fell in love. he had a feeling they’d appear more pretty once they’re actually pierced. the only thing he was worried about was your approval. this kept running thru his mind, all day, all night.

“jagiya…” hongjoong poked at your cheek.

“hmmmm??????… didn’t you just say you were going to sleep?” you asked tiredly, more or so confused; as both of you have had the light off to go to sleep for a good 30 minutes now.

“yes but i can’t sleep.. i have a question too!” hongjoong says excitedly putting his finger up in the air.

“yes baby” you giggle.

“you know… would you still find me attractive if i got snake bites?” hongjoong ponders, looking at you with straight boba eyes.

“i would find you attractive no matter what.” you spoke with the most serious tone possible, stroking his hair out of his face.

“and you’d love me the exact same?” he asks again, stroking your face now.

“yes baby i really would!” you can’t help but blush at this adorable moment.

“okay. just a thought!” he spoke as he grabbed you as if you were a body pillow, wrapping his arms around you.

“joong! can’t breathe!” you laugh desperately. the only way you would be allowed out of this contraption would be if you tickled him. and that is exactly why you’ve been in a tickle-turned-pillow fight with hongjoong.

‧₊˚ ⋅ yunho ;

yunho would be so excited to get piercings, and would talk about them non-stop until the day finally came. he chickened out and decided on a smaller piercing rather than all the exquisite ones he had chosen prior.

he had decided to get a cheekbone piercing, also known as an anti-eyebrow piercing. he’s sitting in the waiting room chair, shaking his legs looking nervous. but he also for some reason looked quite smily and excited.

he literally looked like a kid in a doctors office, nervous to get their shots, but also excited there’s going to be a lollipop reward afterwards. he looks at you with curious eyes, looking side to side, all around, moving in every way possible. by now, he’s using his nails to viscously tap on the magazine he has now gotten ahold of. this was bothering you.

“yunho you good?!???” you ask while grabbing the magazine from him.

“oh yea i am! why?” he genuinely asks.

“are we gonna act like you haven’t been fidgeting the entire time we’ve been sitting down?” you give the most taken back look. he looks around then grabs your hand.

“i really don’t think i can do this-“ he says, but is cut off by the piercer summoning him.

“babe you got this.” you nod at him, and immediately reach for your phone. he quite literally looks like a kid being sent to their first day of kindergarten. they have absolutely no idea why you’re not going with him.

“wait NO? you’re not going with me?” yunho asks while pushing past the piercer a bit. the piercer stops to look at you with a “can we get going” type of look. you genuinely weren’t sure if you were allowed in there, the piercing room seemed rather small.

a bunch of “stop flexing your cheek muscles” later, yunho finally got his piercing. he genuinely couldn’t stop giggling whenever he looked at your face. he couldn’t take shit seriously.

he was pretty much quiet afterwards, think it hurt him more than he showed. all of a sudden on your walk home in the autumn leaves, he starts to get smitten all of a sudden. you glance at him and glance back fast after seeing him smiling to himself. he starts bursting out laughing.

“what’s wrong?!?!?” you ask with a smirk.

“i wish you could’ve seen your face when the needle went thru my cheek” yunho says trying not to smile, yelling out the most monotonous “ow”. this caused you to hysterically laugh. you & yunho decided to stop by a local cafe.

you both sat down, ordering a pumpkin spice latte since it was within the first weeks of fall, you & yunho’s favorite season in korea.

“do you like it?” yunho points at his swollen but dazzling cheek.

“ofcourse, love. the gem matches the gleam in your eye perfectly” you say while booping his nose. he almost chokes on his latte he was sipping on due to how flustered you continuously made him.

‧₊˚ ⋅ yeosang ;

you've never seen yeosang as the type to want any piercings as he mentioned to you prior that he “likes the look of an Innocent face”. one day, you seen him sticking his tongue out repeatedly in the mirror, curious of course, you begin to question.

“watchu doing handsome?” you hug yeosang from behind.

“haiii jagiya you startled me” he turns around to peck you on the cheek. he continues to look in the mirror, then walk away.

“yeosang? did you hear me?” you went to poke yeosangs sides to tickle him.

“ahhhh i don’t know if i wanna talk about it.. the idea sounds stupid & i wouldn’t be able to eat or.. talk maybe…” yeosang says coyly. there was absolutely nothing you could think of in that moment that would correlate to what he was talking about, except for cosmetic surgery.

“baby… you know you’re perfect the way you are right? on the inside out… now i don’t know what you’re talking about but you genuinely don’t need any procedures…” you said, holding his face close to yours.

“huhh??? baby no!!! i’m saying- no!” he breaks out in a fit of giggles. you’re confused tho and just decide to smile in return…

“i don’t feel as nervous to tell you about this now but… i kinda want? a tongue piercing?” he asks questionably while looking into the air imagining what it’d look like on him.

an immediate rush of butterflies make their way to your stomach. yeosang had mentioned this to you a few times before, and most of the time it was during your dessert sessions.

yeosang told you that he would get a tongue piercing just so you could feel that little cold ball of metal while he was eating you out, so ofcourse this was immediately what came to mind.

“oh yes… please get it!” you said, hopping on his lap. he didn’t take that lightly tho, flipping you over so he could be on top. he grabbed your chin and used his other hand to trail it down your body.

“i have a feeling that i know why you’re so excited, hm?” he whispered while hovering his lips over yours. you licked your lips and went to bite his bottom lip, wanting to see how far this would go.

“you put it in my head first, you’re gonna make me go crazy yeosang.”

‧₊˚ ⋅ san ;

san told you he wanted many many piercings, thinking he was joking ofcourse, no.. he genuinely wanted them. you were in the piercing store when he asked you about your thoughts, and how much a nipple piercing would hurt.

stunned, you began to speed run through questions on how he stumbled upon this idea. before you know it you turned around to see san already signing the piercing waver. he had already placed his black card in the piercers hand as she was printing out a receipt.

“san?!?! ooooo this is gonna be fun.” you say, anticipating his pain tolerance is very low.

“i’m telling you, this is gonna be so good. it’s gonna feel so nice when you’re licking on me too, huh, jagiya?” san speaks lowly in your ear, making you physically shutter. he chuckles and gets up, the male piercer calling his name already.

“you coming??” looking at you expectedly, reaching his hand out to you.

“not quite yet…” san chuckles at your witty response, jogging to grab his hand.

you made eye contact with him the entire time he was getting them pierced, winking at you after he got each pierced. it was so crazy to see san react so faintly, the elder man stepping back slightly to look at his face as he was also surprised.

“when can my girlfriend play with them?” san looked down at his piercings, making an air gesture of flicking them.

“san!” flinching at his comment laced with confidence.

‧₊˚ ⋅ mingi ;

mingi came home one day repeatedly touching his eyelid, until you realized he had something adorning his eyebrow space. you could tell he was looking for your approval due to the way he'd press on it and side eye you.

“did you actually go through with it?" you tilted your head to the side as you held your fork up in the air.

"yea uh... no i didn't" he said with a pout.

"they're gems with a little bit of eyelash glue.. but i promised our design team that I'd actually get the piercing before concept photos… in which didn't..." he trails on scratching his newly bleached hair. you look at him with raised brows as if giving him the hint to continue speaking.

"i'm just gonna pull a jungkook and eventually get a real piercing.." he says while folding his arms and sitting back in his dining room chair.

"let's go right now then?" you say as you start to get up and put your slice of tiramisu in the fridge.

"wait what??? huh?? It's like 12am...?" he says as he gets up trying to stop you from putting your hair in a clip, preparing yourself to be seen by the late city scene.

"i'm sure something’s open? what about that one 24 hour tattoo shop near the pho place in daegu?" you say as you start to put on a long sleeve sweater your dear friend seungmin bought for you.

”okay but... my whole thing is.... i can't even handle when the makeup artists pluck my eyebrows... how would this even be handled by me?" he says as he genuinely tries to look into your eyes, you avoiding his eyes in case you may pity him.

“then get your nipples pierced and see how that feels." you say with a straight face, looking down at your pierced left nipple.

that piercing oh so painful to the very point of not being able to get the second one done. he huffs and puffs as he rubs his eyes in defeat.

"you're coddling me when get home swear, y/n..." he slumps, following you out the door.

‧₊˚ ⋅ wooyoung ;

he was worried that he was going to get a piercing that would look too masculine, so what did this man do? he got a belly button piercing.

“can i? should i? i don’t know…” he says as he looks at his stomach.

“you know what… like…. i don’t know…” he says, interrupting you before you could even speak.

“i think it would look really nice wooyoung” you smile as he turns around in shock, his little pony tail so so cute. he recently dyed the under side of his hair blonde, and you couldn’t get over how handsome he was.

“i thought you would’ve shamed my idea like san did..” he said as he took a breath of air.

“no i think it matches you very well actually” you say as you think about how his oh-so toned stomach would be so beautiful adorned with a charm.

he bites his lip as he turns around, leaning in to give you a slow passionate kiss. he looks at you with the most passionate eyes, caressing your face with the back of his hand. he looks so handsome, as if he was sculpted perfectly.

you grab him by the back of the neck, pulling him back in for another kiss. you pull him to the bed by his tie, crawling on top of his lap. finally. you’re confident enough to take initiative.

“you’re getting brave aren’t you??” he looks up at you with lidded eyes and a slack jaw.

he picks you up by your hips, and flips you on the bed as he starts to kiss your neck. suddenly his phone started to ring, and the contact name “sannie” popped up on his screen. he looked at the factetime call and shook his head, and went back to kiss your neck.

“you know what happened last time you didn’t answer the phone wooyoung..” you said as you pushed his shoulders lightly. he let out the biggest sigh and combed his hair back fast with his fingers. he hurriedly reached for his phone and pointed the phone towards himself.

“what sannie? i’m in the middle of something serious right now…” wooyoung says out of breath, fixing the buldge in his pants lightly & giving you a side eye while lightly smirking. you laugh and hide your face in your hands as you kicked your legs to sit up straight. san set up his phone on the bathroom counter, and walked backwards to lift his shirt up and smirk at the camera.

“you.. you fucker!!!!” wooyoung says as he laughs and runs to show you. on sans very muscly stomach, is a beautiful silver gem pierced into his belly button.

“wait what?” you say as you laugh and hide your face in your hands, not being able to handle how much serotonin has been released in your body within the past 5 minutes.

“didn’t you?!? DIDNT YOU JUST??? WERENT U SAYING THAT BELLY BUTTON PIERCINGS WERE UGLY?!?” wooyoung laughs as he holds his phone closer to his face to get a better look.

“yea because you were gonna get it done!!! i didn’t mean on me” san says as he picks up the phone again. he holds the phone close to his face and smirks.

“byeeeeeeee byeeee especially you y/n” san winks, and hangs up the phone quickly.

‧₊˚ ⋅ jongho ;

jongho seems like the type to be pestering you about when you both are going to finally get your ears pierced, only to freak out when the moment arrives.

you and jongho had scheduled to get your ears pierced during your japan trip for your anniversary. on the day of your anniversary, you had decided to get the very piercing you were anticipating, which made jongho the happiest boba ball on the planet.

freshly out of your favorite restaurant in tokyo, you guys went to a local piercer who kq personally trusted to protect you & jongho’s privacy among other requests. jongho couldn’t stop being a jolly happy human, jumping around and smiling his biggest smile.

“ahhhahahaha” jongho jumped up and down, too happy for your concern.

“i’m so excited ahhhh!!!” you yelled back at him, seeing an older woman side eyeing you both in your peripheral vision.

“y/n/n & jongho?” a bright hair colored woman announced in a japanese accent.

“you gave them my nickname?” you giggled while holding jongho’s hand. he smiles a nervous smile back at you.

“okay so who is going first?” the woman asks, struggling to speak in english to you both. jongho responds back to her in japanese, saying that he speaks japanese & not to worry. jongho also said something else in japanese, you looking between the both confused.. but just happy to be there.

“the pretty lady first then!!” she says, grabbing your hand and bringing you to the piercing chair.

“wait???!? what??? me??? why?!?! weren’t you- weren’t you the one excited to go? the most excited in fact???” you hesitate to get in the chair while you look at jongho, jongho trying not to make eye contact with you and just smiling to himself.

“3! 2! 1!” the woman counted down, piercing your ears with ease, jongho turning away after seeing the needle go through your first ear.

honestly it wasn’t as bad as you thought, and you cheerfully get up to walk to jongho.

“okay let’s go!” jongho says fast, turning the other way to walk out of the piercers area.

“huh???? what do you mean??? aren’t you.. aren’t you getting a piercing too? didn’t we plan this a long ass time ago?” you stare confused between the piercer and your scared boyfriend.

“yeah. i can’t do that.” jongho waves his hand at you and the piercer, a nervous smile adorning his face.

“that’s not fair.. what?” you frown, mood suddenly coming to a halt.

“i have a fear of needles..!!” jongho says to you, going to hold your hand.

“when??? since when?? when has that been a thing with you?? you’re not scared of anything i thought?” you ask confused as all literal hell.

“since now!!! let’s go!” jongho gives you a bear hug, kissing your forehead and dragging you out of the piercer area.

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