#Ateez as

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ateez as muppets

i have work in the morning but muppets are more important than sleep

fun fact about me! the muppets was the only film i watched for a period of about 2 months. i would watch it at least once a day, sometimes twice, and i had the soundtrack downloaded so i could even get my muppets fix on the move… anyway🧍🏻‍♀️

kim hongjoong - beaker

hear me out!!!!! despite being a little orange tube who makes zero sense when he talks in ‘meeps’, he is smart (not really)! he’s a scientist!! he is dr bunsen’s right hand man!!!!

he also just carries the aura of hongjoong about him with that dainty frame and red hair. hongjoong and beaker are twins, i’m sorry

park seonghwa - kermit the frog

i can tell i’m losing you here and honestly, i’m losing myself but let me explain!! kermit is caring. of all his personality traits that one sticks out to me the most

this muppet would give it everything he has for the other muppets and that’s a trait i see a lot in seonghwa. he loves his team, and kermit loves the muppets

jeong yunho - fozzie bear

what can i say other than the guy is just silly? he lives his life on where the next pun is coming from and he’s willing to put in the work to find reasons to make a joke

he also just kind of looks like yunho? look at this fuzzy little fuck and tell me you don’t see yunho buried behind those beady eyes. i need it for halloween, yunho PLEASE

kang yeosang - miss piggy

it was between miss piggy and rizzo rat but i thought about it for a few more seconds and realised that miss piggy is literally just yeosang… like come on

the beauty, the sass, the elegance, the love she shares for her fellow muppets despite not always being able to show it. tell me that’s not yeosang, i fucking dare you

choi san - rowlf the dog

i love rowlf. he’s so chill and yet he’s a man of many talents! sure, he’s a dog first and foremost but did you also know he’s an actor? a pianist?? a veterinarian??? just like san, this dog can do it all

i also just kind of want to hug him in the same way i want to hug san. i just know in my heart of hearts that it’s such a warm, gentle hug

song mingi - animal

i was struggling for mingi until i remembered that oh yeah! animal exists and just like mingi that muppet is just an unstoppable ball of energy who thinks he’s so cool

mingi gives me drummer energy which is why i have written him as one multiple times. animal is also a drummer, and a pretty sick one at that!

jung wooyoung - rizzo rat

the main reason i picked rizzo for wooyoung is bc he’s a chatterbox. it’s not necessarily the most helpful or intelligent of things but it is being said whether you like it or not

rizzo is mischievous and fun and he makes me giggle and if that isn’t wooyoung?? he also has a lot of love to give! watch a muppets christmas carol and you’ll see what i mean 🙂‍↕️

choi jongho - gonzo

gonzo just feels so jongho to me. from his exasperation with the other muppets to his daring nature (bro fires himself out of cannons…) he’s just so jongho!!!!

gonzo has that divorced dad of 3 drip that i know jongho would look stellar in. you’re telling me jongho wouldn’t rock a floral shirt?? some suspenders??? he’s a dilf! of course he would…

[wooyoungisbaby]

Ateez as Cats the musical characters. sorry

EDIT: i fuckin used a pic of Demeter instead of Bombalurina. Seonghwa is meant to be Bombalurina hjnshjfd

names under the cut 

Mingi: Rum Tum Tugger Yunho: Mr. Mistoffelees San: Munkustrap Seonghwa: Bombalurina Hongjoong: Macavity Yeosang: Mungojerrie Wooyoung: Rumpleteazer Jongho: Grizabella

Seonghwa could also for sure have been Grizabella, especially if i'd made Jonghoong be Old Deuteronomy, which i did debate. But I thought it was funnier this way, and Bombalurina *does* canonically wanna fuck Macavity, so there's that.

Yunho could also totally have been Skimbleshanks lol<3 but i wanted to make him shippable with Mingi/Rum Tum Tugger, which Mr Mistoffelees definitely is.

Woosan Mungojerrie/Rumpleteazer would also have been really cute, but San is so perfect for Munkus :(((

Yeosang would also make a very cute Jemima :'))

i have. a lot of thoughts about Cats the musical

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ATEEZ as fanta flavors pt. 1

Hongjoong - Fanta Orange

Mingi - Fanta Fruit Twist

Wooyoung - Warm Bacon

San - What The Fanta

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ATEEZ as The Walking Dead characters

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫.: the title, because why not? this is just how i view it, leave your opinions if you have any! :)

Hongjoong as Rick Grimes

Hongjoong is a leader, much like Rick Grimes. Has a difficult time because the group doesn't listen to him, and when all goes to hell, he has to jump in. He is loved, called a leader, but sometimes overlooked. Very little time for himself, some shit always going down and he's always the one to fix it. Would bite someone's throat off like Rick if someone tried to harm the rest of the group.

Jongho as Daryl Dixon

Stubborn. Doesn't speak much, gets the job done, likes isolating himself so he can work better. Has a difficult time showing love to his family, but would take a walker bite for them. If you see tears in his eyes, no you don't. He hugged you? No, he didn't. Secretly likes to be teased.

Yunho as Negan Smith

My love for villain Yunho never stops, and him as Negan just fits in my head. Doesn't take any bullshit, sees through lies easily, and appreciates loyalty. Lie to his face and try getting on his bad side and you'll see how ugly it gets behind that cocky smile. Goes from teasing to torturing in a second. One moment you think you have him fooled, the next he is swinging his bat at you for taking him for an idiot. If he takes a liking to you, he'll guard you with his life. Has a soft spot for kids.

Wooyoung as Rosita Espinosa

Sassy and acts tough, but loves his family no matter what, and does the job. Sees the good in all people, but doesn't sugar coat anything. You're incompetent? He will tell you to your face. You're bad at aiming? He will make sure you know it, but only because he cares and doesn't want to see you die. Everyone underestimates him for only being a pretty face, but he'll make sure to have you kneeling and begging for mercy (which he won't show), especially if you hurt his loved ones.

Seonghwa as Michonne Hawthorne

No, not because Hongjoong is Rick. But because Michonne is the mother of the group, much like Seonghwa. You'll get scolded, yelled at, but at the end of the day, he will put himself in the enemy's hands if it meant saving his team. Would go on supply runs to stock up nicely, but also enjoys slaying a few walkers on the way. Wields the sword like he was born with it.

Yeosang as Carol Peletier

Super caring and sweet, secretly a badass. Strategic, puts himself in bad light if needed just to get the team to safety. Likes to be alone and sometimes runs away. Has a difficult time showing love, or any emotions, but makes up for it by bringing food and getting the team out of tough situations. Uses his face card the way Carol uses her sweet old lady act, to get the team out of trouble.

Mingi as Glenn Rhee

A cutie pie, has a girlboss wife, and isn't ashamed to admit it. He is usually the one receiving orders, running from location to location, helping to provide for the team. They don't take him serious often times because of his age and bursts of energy (khm), even though he isn't the youngest there. Gets overshadowed by his wife, but he doesn't care because he loves her very much. Everyone has a special place in their hearts for him, because he is just that precious and innocent. If he doesn't have to kill, he won't.

San as Carl Grimes

Stubborn, and in constant need to prove that he is not a child. Goes out of his way to do something he though was a good idea, only to get himself in trouble. Multiple times. He doesn't understand that his group limits him because they care about him too much, and not because he is not capable of taking care of himself/others. Aside from that, is an absolute cutie and if he likes you he'll be your bestest friend.

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ATEEZ Snapchat reactions to you smoking a cigarette

(You post a photo of yourself smoking late at night on your snapchat story.)

Yunho

Seonghwa

Hongjoong

Wooyoung

Mingi

Jungho

Yeosang

San

[shinestarhwaa]

ATEEZ AS 5SOS SONGS

There were so many options tbh so these are ones I picked now :) x

Hongjoong

Shout out to the old me and everything he showed me, glad you didn't listen when the world was tryna slow me

And they wondered how long I could keep it up, but I wondered if I'd ever, if I'd ever get enough

Seonghwa

I was already missing before the night I left, just me and myshadow, and all of my regrets, who am I? Who am I when I don't know myself?

Looking on, as all of life's colours seem to fade to grey, I just walked away

Yunho

I wanna get back to where we started, to the summer night, you know, you know, you know, we got it right

The smell of your perfume reminds me of when we were free

Yeosang

Wait, don't tell me, heaven is a place on earth, I wish I could rewind it all; the times I didn't show you what you're really worth

Taking every breath away with all of the mistakes I made, from all the letters I've saved; this is everything I didn't say

San

I wouldn't dare let you down, don't let that class go to waste, oh you're a queen but uncrowned

If these walls could talk I hope they wouldn't say anything because they've seen way too many things, we'd fall from grace, we're falling

Mingi

I want to breathe you in like a vapor, I want to be the one you remember, I want to feel your love like the weather, all over me, all over me

I want to print our hands in the pavement, savour your words I won't ever waste them

Wooyoung

And now that I'm broken, and now that you know it, caught up in a moment, can you see inside?

The blood in my veins is made up of mistakes, let's forget who we are and dive into the dark, as we burst into colour returning to life

Jongho

I wanna hold your hair when you drink too much, and carry you home when you can't stand up

I'll make up for all your tears, I give you the best years

[metalheadatiny]

Ateez as Avengers

thank you @noonaishere for your help. like half of this was their idea lol.

Hongjoong-Iron Man the leader. very smart. tends to have to keep his kids in line. would literally die for any of his members.

Seonghwa-Vision also very smart. mature. stays out of things until absolutely necessary. was Iron Man's right hand "man" when he was Jarvis. house husband.

Yunho-Spiderman self explanatory.

Yeosang-Hawkeye good at archery. quiet for the most part but has funny one liners. an important part of the team even though some people (idiots. only idiots) think he's not.

San-Captain America extremely kind. good moral compass. dorito shaped. speaks with an accent.

Mingi-Thor buff. kind of a himbo. (yes i know mingi's actually incredibly smart but this is for a tumblr post. so we go with it) obviously a god. did you see that boy wake up from anesthesia?

Wooyoung-Starlord/Black Widow he has two because I couldn't decide who I liked more for him. so for Starlord: he's sarcastic. funny. not the brightest bulb in the box but we love him anyway. constantly dancing or singing. for Black Widow: extremely social and can befriend anyone. performance genius. good at acting sexy. can make anyone fall for him. i originally thought Starlord but then @noonaishere said Black Widow. tell me which you think is better for him in the comments please!

Jongho-Hulk extremely intelligent. calm and polite until he gets angry. brute strength.

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ATEEZ as beverages pt. 2

Wooyoung - Cold Brew Coffe Pure Black Concentrate

Yeosang - Taco Bell Mountain Dew Baja Blast Freeze

Hongjoong - Starbucks Pink Drink

Seonghwa - Unicorn Freakshake

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[applejongho]

"I feel so normal about him" well I dont. move

[exo-gr4vity]

this genre of San pics

[k-hotchoisan]

backseat serenade

<mingi x fem!reader>

Getting stuck in the backseat of your friend’s car after a night out with your drunk friends wasn’t how you thought of ending the night, especially not on Mingi’s lap.

Genre/warnings: smut, pwp, forced proximity, technically exhibitionism but not because no one ends up noticing, fingering, light choking and wrist pining, riding, cream pies, orgasms, something is going on in the backseat…, furcoat mingi

word count: 3.3K (what the fucK)

a/n: y'all be eating fucking good fr. Also shout out to my loml @bro-atz for helping out with the plot a little <3 shout out to mingi brain rot!

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“Who else is here?” You ask. 

She shrugs. “My boyfriend and a couple of his friends. You know them.” Well, you’ve definitely met a couple of your friend’s boyfriend’s friends before. Your eyes scan the crowd and sure enough, you spot familiar faces. 

And then your eyes rest on a particular male—his hair dyed platinum and slicked back, already drawing attention because of his height alongside his fur coat that hung over his shoulders. You never thought someone could pull off a fur coat that well actually. A pair of glasses sits on his nose bridge, which seems to somehow accentuate how sharp his eyes are. He’s been on your radar since he appeared on a mutual friend’s Instagram. 

“He’s pretty cute isn’t he?”, your friend’s date pushes, lightly bumping his arm against yours. 

You cast him a glance. “Just surprised that there are people who still wear fur coats in this economy.”

“That’s-“

“Song Mingi”, you reply, not taking notice of your friend’s boyfriend’s surprised expression. 

“You know him?”

“Came across him”, you reply a little too quickly. You sure as hell were not about to spill the truth. 

He definitely looks and is intimidating for sure, especially when he opens his mouth to speak, his voice so low that it tickles your ears. You could hear him talk forever, you think. You could imagine how he moans in your ears.

You blink. The fuck?

And so, for the past hour or so, you’ve been stealing glances at the blond male, but unfortunately, there was only so much staring could do, and it was not helping you get the male’s attention. Sure, the both of you actually followed each other (you were surprised when he followed you back), and the way he liked your stories sometimes made your stomach grow butterflies, but you never actually interacted with him in real life. 

It wasn’t until the party was slowing down, when you came back from being distracted by another friend, was when you realise Mingi was gone. A ping of disappointment fills you up, but it’s not as horrendous as the feeling of regret—for not just going up to talk to him. You wonder when you’ll see him again.

You decide to find your friend and call it a night.

“Do you wanna hitch a ride with us?”, your friend asks, uselessly trying to balance herself, her partner holding onto her waist. 

“The driver didn’t drink, I promise”, your friend’s partner assures. 

You open the car door and your eyes widen when you spot Mingi. 

You whip your head to your friend to ask her sincewhen Mingi came with the friend group but you realise you wouldn’t be getting any concrete answers from a tipsy person. 

You glance back at the male donned in the maroon fur coat, who seems rather surprised when he sees that you were the one who opened the car door. 

But Mingi’s expression remains indifferent—god knows what he’s thinking about but you swore you saw a tint of something in his eyes when your friends told you to just sit on his lap because “the car had no space”. 

“Hi, y/n”, Mingi’s deep voice calling your name is kept in a bottle and stored at the back of your head. 

“Hey Mingi”, you greet back, cautiously approaching him. 

“Are you okay with this?” You ask, testing the waters by putting your weight on his left thigh. 

“It’s fine. I’m just worried that it’s gonna be uncomfortable for you since it’s gonna take a while to reach your place right?”

Right. You nod in defeat. 

Your body jolts slightly when you feel Mingi’s touch burn against your skin—especially your thighs. 

His friend on the passenger seat has the aux cord and he’s picked out a song to blast in the speakers. You feel goosebumps bloom across the nape of your neck when Mingi’s voice hits your ear from behind. 

“Sorry, you might need to move in a little more, Princess. We have three more squeezing with us at the back.”

You blink, processing the information before internally thanking the universe that the car is dark so the red flushing against your cheeks gets hidden. 

Soon you find yourself fully on Mingi’s lap, and although you try not to lean too much against him, you realise the position feels awkward, and when Mingi personally shifts you with his hands instead, you decide to stay put. 

The energy in the car is high, even after all that partying, which you easily deduce to be due to the alcohol. Unfortunately, you couldn’t be singing along at the top of your lungs, not when you’re subconsciously aware that Mingi is just behind you. 

Sitting on someone’s lap was definitely not as comfortable as sitting on a car seat, and that was a given, so you find yourself shifting constantly, not realising Mingi closing his fists every time your ass shifts against him, particularly his crotch. 

Suddenly you feel the weight below you shift. Mingi’s arm wraps around your waist, his weight pressing against you. You stay put the moment you feel his lips barely inches away from the shell of your ear. 

“I strongly suggest you try to stay still, y/n, or it’ll become a problem for the both of us.” 

You turn your head slightly, barely enough to capture him within your peripherals. At first, you wonder if you’re starting to annoy him, but when you feel his hands slide down to your thighs and something hard pressing against your ass, you get your answer. 

And you wonder how far you should take this. 

Your face is heating up, at the idea you’re just sitting on Mingi’s thick erection, separated by the fabric of his pants and the ridiculously thin fabric of your body con dress. You wonder about his size, which only gets more vivid since you’re literally sitting right on his fucking cock—how thick he would be, how much he would stretch you open, and it’s making you slowly drench your panties. 

The more his erection is blatantly pressing against you, the more you can’t help but fidget on his lap. You’re wondering why Mingi hasn’t said anything, you wonder if he even felt it at all. The moment that thought forms in your brain, you pick out what sounded like low groans from behind you. Then you feel Mingi’s fingers press against your bare thighs, just this fucking close to lifting your dress. 

Mingi shifts against you, his hard cock now even more prominent against your ass—directly below your pussy if it wasn’t for the fact that there were layers of annoying fabric keeping them apart. 

His deep voice is like a melody in your ear,  “I’m closing an eye if you’re just doing this on accident, but there’s only so much more grinding I can take princess.”

You glance over to the company seated just right beside you—they are still singing their hearts out thanks to the self-assigned DJ of the car. The music was still blasting, and you realise you and Mingi are slowly forming another world—one growing of hot and heavy air. 

You’re trying to weigh your options and risks, but the constant friction of Mingi’s cock just poking you through his pants mixed with the light buzz from the alcohol earlier is keeping you less than logical. 

You lean back, the back of your head resting on his shoulder, feeling the thick coat tickle your cheeks, taking in the scent of his cologne that you swear only he could pull off, the boldness rushing into your veins like adrenaline.

“And if I said it wasn’t an accident?”

You don’t know what he might do next, but it’s making your legs tremble by the second. Your clit is fucking throbbing from the sheer anticipation. 

Mingi’s eyes dart to glance at you while his head remains positioned straight, before he presses himself onto you with a smirk against your ears, “Right. Glad we cleared that up, princess.” 

His hands press on the sides of your throat, two fingers tipping your jaw to turn your head to face him as he clashes his lips against yours, and you’re ready for him to just take whatever the fuck you have left. You’re doing your best to muffle your moans through the kisses, but as every second passes, you’re ready to give into it—mostly scream his fucking name into the night at this point. 

Your eyes are so glazed out, your pussy throbbing and drenched, your mind so sexually frustrated the more Mingi keeps you waiting. Mingi’s fingers trail along your bare thighs, his legs forcing yours to stay open, easily letting the gather of your dress push upwards, while his fingers push your panties to the side. You hear him mutter fuck when your wet cunt drenches his fingers. He barely drags his fingers over your clit, yet you already feel like you’re about to burst. 

“Are you gonna be a good girl and stay quiet for me?” Mingi asks, sinking his gaze into yours. You swallow hard and nod, so fucking entranced by his sharp eyes behind the glasses, and alongside the fact that his fingers are rubbing circles on your clit. 

“Fuck me. You’re so fucking wet for me”, he hisses, eating up your moans as he fits his thick fingers into your pussy, filling you up instantly. Oh god. You feel your mind completely blank out at the sensation of Song Mingi stretching you out. 

You swear that the wet sounds of Mingi’s fingers fucking your sopping cunt were louder than the music, but for some reason, and thank fuck, no one else seemed to notice. Yet. 

His other hand clasps over your mouth as he watches your eyes roll back, your desperate and satisfied moans muffled every time his thumb presses against your clit while his fingers fill you up again and again. 

You shouldn’t have agreed to stay quiet. 

Mingi’s legs are strong as fuck because his knees keep your legs from snapping shut as you let the feeling build in your stomach. Your hips are involuntarily bucking against his fingers, craving for him to fuck his fingers deeper. Shit. You can’t seem to get enough. He releases his hand off your mouth for a while, letting it wander to your tits, rolling your nipples over your dress with his fingers, listening to you pant and whimper.  

“Can’t wait to fuck your tight cunt once we get off”, he mutters into your ear, increasing his pressure on your clit. 

“Please… fuck! Mingi…” you trail, not even sure what you’re begging for at this point. But the knot tightens hard and taut. You’re about to snap anytime soon. 

“Cum on my fingers for me, y/n. Show me how your cunt is gonna feel like when my cock is gonna stuff you full.”

His hand goes back to clamping over your mouth to muffle your cries while your orgasm rips through your body. Your eyes roll back, and your back arched against his abdomen, the pleasure spreading through every nerve while he’s still fucking you with his fingers, enjoying the way you’re completely undone because of him. Your cunt can’t seem to stop spasming and it’s only from his fucking fingers. 

But it slowly wears off, and he releases his hand from your mouth, letting you catch your breath. 

His fingers slowly leave your spent and creamy cunt, and for a split second, you’re almost disappointed. You turn your head, watching Mingi slide his stained fingers past his lips, licking them clean, and his eyes locked onto you. 

“You taste so fucking good, Princess”, he whispers, before his hands are on your throat again, pulling you in for a wet kiss, and you taste yourself on his tongue, your face heating up at his words once more. 

The split second you pull away from him is when the music stops, and you hear your name being called.

“Y/n!”

Your eyes widen, and Mingi lowers his knees, letting you quickly shut your legs, letting his arm rest close to your legs, blocked by his fur coat. Thank fuck you’re in the dark. 

“This is your stop right?” Your friend asks before she turns on the interior car lights. You glance at the apartment building and sure enough, it is your apartment building. 

“Right”, you manage to answer with a forced smile. 

And as you are about to leave the car, Mingi suddenly announces, “I’ll send her up. Don’t wait for me.” He takes off his fur coat, draping it over your shoulders, quickly turning away as he pushes the car door open, ignoring the suggestive looks his group of friends were giving him before curtly saying his goodbyes and shutting the car door. 

Mingi is pretty much gentle with you as the both of you head up to your apartment, asking if you’re feeling cold, even though he’s only in a black tank top. You can’t help but gawk at how he looks even under shitty elevator lights—still so fucking hot. His fingers haven’t let go of yours yet since the both of you left the car, and he sure isn’t letting you go when the both of you reach to the door of your apartment. 

You feel so ridiculous in this oversized fur coat, but the fact that Mingi’s smell is just all over it makes you turn a blind eye to it. 

You unlock the door, pushing it open, the post nut clarity hitting, but the realisation of Mingi in a private space with you sending you mind into the gutter. 

And suddenly you feel your cunt throb again. Fuckin hell. 

“Cute place you have there”, he comments, slipping his shoes off. 

“I try to make the most out of it”, you return, taking off the fur coat, handing it back to him. 

Mingi pauses, staying near the door.

“I got no clue why I left the car like that, y/n. If you want me to leave, I can just call a cab and-“ 

His mouth runs, watching the way you’re walking towards him, and his lips snap shut when you pull him in for an open mouth kiss, his thoughts completely disappearing like they never existed. 

“Finish what you started, Minki”, you whisper when you pull away. 

For once, you like the way red looks on his pretty face, the red that disappears when he catches on, eye fucking you while thinking how fucking hot you look under normal apartment lights than the dim lights. 

His hands cup the back of your neck before his fingers are on your scalp, tugging your hair to face him, letting his lips collide with yours. You taste him so much more intensely now, and fuck does he taste like heaven. 

You feel his hands leave your head, going for your wrists instead, and he backs you up against the wall, deciding to pin your fucking wrists against the wall while stealing all of the oxygen you have left in between pants. 

His fingers trail down so lightly across your skin, you feel like you’re about to combust. 

“Is the couch fine for you?” He asks. You nod, just internally begging him to do anything to you. 

His hands slip down to your thighs, carrying you up in his arms, kissing and sucking against the skin of your neck while he navigates through your apartment. When he does find the couch (rather quickly), he lets you fall onto it, watching the way your dress rides up higher to your hips, your soaked panties coming into view, and his cock growing hard once more. 

“You know, you’re honestly killing me with that dress”, Mingi comments, his fingers tugging off your drenched panties, almost salivating over your glistening cunt. “Had to hold back from just pulling you out and fucking you.”

Oh, fucking gods. 

“That’s why we’re here now, aren’t we?” You tease, watching his satisfied grin grow bigger. 

You can’t wait for him to fuck your brains out. 

Mingi squats, letting his face press against your bare cunt, giving licks up, his tongue pressing against your clit while holding your legs apart. He thinks your whimpers and begs are like a fucking symphony—and he could listen to them over and over again while he breaks you, over and over again. 

It doesn’t last long, unfortunately, because he feels like he’s about to burst the longer he waits, his cock bulging against the fabric of his pants. 

So Mingi unbuckles his pants, pushing them down along with his underwear, his thick and long cock springs from his apparel, wet and decorated in thick precum. He gives himself quick strokes, amused by the way your face is turning a soft shade of pink. 

His thick fingers once again hold your wrists above you, lining his cock up to your pretty hole and pushing himself in, his girth taking up all space instantly. You see stars splatter beneath your eyelids as his cock stretches you out—thick and heavy. 

“Fuck. Song Mingi-“ you cry out, struggling against his grasp. 

“So fuckin tight, princess. Fuck, you feel so fucking good”, he sighs, letting himself bottom out in you, relishing in the way your face completely contorts into pleasure when he’s fully seated in you. 

And when he starts fucking you, your eyes roll back—the feeling of his cock pumping in and out of you switching off most of your senses. 

You sense his arms pining your wrists are growing tired, so you do your best to tap his arm, and Mingi lets go, watching you slide his wrist down to your throat. 

You sure know how to push his buttons. 

He applies pressure and it hits all the perfect spots. A choked moan escapes you while he fucks you dumb. 

“I’d love to choke you more, princess, but I really need you to ride me right now”, Mingi whispers, his fingers leaving your throat, and he pulls his cock out. 

You climb onto his lap, lining his cock before you push yourself down, his fullness knocking the wind out of you once more. 

“Are you gonna take all of my cum like a good girl?” He hums, wiping away the tears from your eyes. You nod weakly, biting your lip. 

“That’s my good girl”, he compliments, and it makes your heart fucking soar. Mingi bounces you on his cock, groaning at the way you’re squeezing around him. “Fuck, squeeze me just like that. God, your pussy feels so fucking amazing, princess.”

“Mingi, I’m so close. Oh fuck I’m gonna-“

Mingi only holds your thighs down, watching you shake, feeling your cunt just clenching down and flutter on his cock, cream seeping down his shaft, and he groans in your ear, keeping himself deep in your pussy, his thick cum flooding into your tight cunt, listening to you curse while he forces you to ride out your high. 

“So fucking good. Mingi…” you mutter through tears and hiccup, letting Mingi kiss your tears before he slowly pulls his wet cock out of you, satisfied at the way his cum slowly trickles out of you while you catch your breath. 

Mingi waits for your mind to slowly clear, and you climb off him, but your fingers stay interlocked with his. 

“We can wash up and order food if you want”, you say, trying to avoid the fact that you’re still flushing slightly considering Song Mingi made a wreck out of you. 

But he pulls you along with him. 

“An invitation to shower together? I’ll gladly fuckin take it, princess.”

[wooyoungisbaby]

Ateez as other boygroups ✨ Girl group version coming up in the next couple of days

Shoutout to @sillyspero thanks for helping me out 🙏

[everythingateez]

ATEEZ as fanta flavors pt. 2

Jongho - Fanta Shokata

Seonghwa - Fanta Pink Grapefruit (No Sugar!)

Yeosang - does not associate with carbonated drinks.

Yunho - Fanta Lemon

[shortyinblue]

Hey so what the Fuck is in the air lately

The two not pictured better stay not pictured I can't handle ot8 doing this shit