#ateez fan fiction

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LIBIDINE

>> 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆. 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒆𝒕? <<

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: park seonghwa is a hard working, drop dead gorgeous, and caring man. he is a good boss, caring father and husband, and also almost thirty years older than alice. just why is alice so enamoured with this man, despite knowing that he could be her father?

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: love triangle, dilf!trope, age gap, dr*g abuse, domestic v*olence, daddy issues, cheating, erotic scenes

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[hwasfeatherduster]

I now understand why people enjoy the Slow Burn trope.

SEONGHWA STAND UP! THE TIME HAS COME!!!!

[ldysmfrst]

Welcome to Incomplete's Master List! The Taglist is OPEN for this story.

This is an OT8 x Plus Sized/Chubby Reader story. The story will have Mature Scenes. The chapters with these adult themes will have (M) in the chapter name, so please 18+ readers only. Within the chapters, at the start and end of the Mature scene will be the following banner, if you want to skip them.

The world-famous K-pop group Ateez earned its way to Fame. Once they found each other, they became bonded soulmates. They figured everything was complete with the 8 of them, and they could share their passion for music with the world. What happens when a new pull comes during their Towards The Light World Tour? Does 8 really make 1?

Chapter 1 - A Pull to Where?

Seonghwa feels like something has been missing for a while. Y/n feels like she is leaving something behind.

Chapter 2 - A Soulmate in Los Angeles

Revelations within Ateez bring them together for the hunt to find their missing soulmate. Meanwhile, Y/n struggles with thinking she has gone into the land of Delulu.

Chapter 3 - Something is Wrong...

Ateez finally finds y/n, but it isn't the happy-go-lucky meet-cute anyone was expecting.

Chapter 4 - 8 Makes 1 Team, But 9 Makes... (TEASER)

Y/n dark past is revealed. It's time for all of Ateez to get on board and show y/n what it means to them, or step off and leave her alone.

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[prettynice8]

The Birthday Boy

Kim Hongjoong x male reader

This guy

Stuff: gay shit, fluff, smut, fucking, cuddle fucking, missionary, anal fingering, rimming.

Story: reader is a part of ateez and has been in love with Hongjoong for a few months now, and finally something happens.

Word Count: 1,542

Note: so, I haven't written in a while... my bad. But more importantly, happy birthday Hongjoong!

Hongjoong was utterly stunned when he saw the vibrant decorations hung around the dance practice room. His friends all gathered around as they yell "SURPRISE! HAPPY 25TH!" with bright smiles all over their faces. He thought he was just coming to any other day of practice and eating dinner and going on live with everyone later, but thanks to you, he also got this vibrant party.

A few weeks ago, you brought the idea up to the rest of Ateez, who all absolutely loved the thought of a surprise party. So, it's thanks to you that this whole surprise party idea was started. You all pitched on the decorations while you got up extra early to set them up, even going as far to bake the glorious cake.

Hongjoong had that adorable smile on his face when you all shocked him with the party.

"Guys... thank you so much!" He said, laughing lightly as his smile beamed, filling the whole room with his aura of joy.

"It was Y/N's idea." Seonghwa said, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. Hongjoong looked at you with a glimmer in his high, clearly having much gratitude and... adoration.

Your face erupted in blush from his tender gaze, your emotions being a mix of nervousness, embarrassment, pride, adoration, and of course, love for the leader.

"Your uhm... your welcome." You said sweetly, still a little embarrassment from the effect that his tender expression is having on you.

Hongjoong slowly walks over to you before wrapping his arms around you tightly. He tucks his head in your shoulder as light tears fall from his eyes.

"I mean it, thank you. This is so sweet." He expressed vulnerability.

"Of course, Captain." You replied cheerfully.

And with that, the party goes on, you guys play all kinds of games, have Hongjoong open his presents, saving the best for last, yours.

He unwraps the gift to find a beautiful jacket, clearly quite expensive. It is vaguely 80's inspired, with all kinds of colorful shapes littered throughout it for the fashion diva himself.

"Do you like it?" You asked, awaiting his response.

"I love it, it's so cute." He responded before placing a gentle kiss on your cheek, causing your light blush that you've had all the way up until now to erupt into a full deep red shade.

As the cake is given out, Hongjoong is talking with Yunho, Yeosang, Seonghwa, and Jongho. While Mingi, San, and Wooyoung are with you.

"Great job on the party Maverick." Mingi compliments.

"Aw shucks, thank you." You replied with a smile, very proud of the whole ordeal. San wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer so he can whisper in your ear without others listening, or more specifically, Hongjoong.

"So, when are you going to make your move?" He asked, as if your crush on Hongjoong is just the most obvious thing.

"Wh-what do you mean?" You questioned back, trying to play coy even though it is so obvious to San.

"Don't play stupid, we all know you're in love with him. Why don't you two just date already, it's obvious you're in love." He states plainly, acting as though this isn't one of the biggest deals in your whole life.

"But what if he doesn't feel the same? Then I'm still Hongjoongless and things would be awkward." You admitted, fearful of the ever-encompassing threat that he may not feel the same way.

"Don't give me that high school bull shit. He loves you, it's so obvious." He, again, states plainly, treating this whole situation like some high school melodrama, which it kind of is.

"WHAT!" You accidentally yelled out in surprise at San's super casual statement, having realized that you've completely wasted the past few months worrying about the captain's love when it was ALLEGEDLY so obvious to everyone but you, man, are you oblivious.

You look over at Hongjoong, which he notices and looks over at you. That's when you see it, the thing that has evaded you all this time, that glint in his eyes and particularly adorable smile when he sees you. He looks as though everything is darker but you, that makes everything else so much less beautiful just from your own ever-present glow. The same look that you always give him.

As the party dies down and the other members go home, it is stuck with just you and Hongjoong sitting on the couch, cuddled together sweetly in the aftermath of the surprise party. The decorations littered throughout, having made quite the mess.

"I decorated everything, you can clean it up." You stated.

"I'm the birthday boy! I'm not cleaning anything today." He exclaimed.

"Then clean tomorrow when you're no longer the birthday boy." You countered, all in good fun. He pulls you closer, really cuddling with you now. The closeness makes your head all dizzy, and your stomach almost bursting with butterflies.

Hongjoong realizes your dazed look and puts his hand under your cheek, bringing your face to look at his own. He stays like that for a while, his light breathing against your lips. You also just stay there, lips slightly apart as you stare into his eyes.

He breaks the moment by pulling your lips into his. You're stunned for a few seconds before eagerly returning the embrace, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss.

His hands go down to squeeze your hips, grinding his lower body against his own, eliciting a light moan from your mouth which he takes full advantage of, shoving his tongue into your mouth, entangling it with his own.

His body grows bolder, grinding his growing and clothed hard on against yours, his hands going down even more to tightly grab your ass, causing you to moan more.

As you both moan into each other's mouths, the kiss grows more and more passionate by the second, his fingers go into your pants, circling your ring of muscle, causing you to slightly pull away from the kiss in surprise.

"Sorry, too much?" He apologized, pulling his hands away.

"Fuck no, you feel how hard I am? Don't stop now." You replied, sitting on his lap and grinding against him even harder, your hand going down to palm him through his pants.

He quickly puts his finger into your muscle, making you have a loud yelp of pleasure and pain at the swift insertion. He slowly pumps the finger in and out, looking into your eyes for any sense of hesitation. You give him the opposite, looking back with a dazed and horny look.

He quickly takes off his shirt, revealing his strong and fit form, he then quickly dispels your own clothes, leaving you completely bare, your hard cock at full attention.

He slowly pumps your leaking member, bringing the pre cum to his mouth, licking it off his hand.

"Mmm, you taste so good baby." He exclaims before placing you on your hands and knees, diving into your ass.

He shoves his tongue into your rim, getting you ready for the main event to come. His tongue sends jolts of electricity through your body, going right to your mouth as you moan in delight from his skilled tongue.

Once he's decided that you're probably ready enough, pulling his pants down and gently flipping you over on to your back.

"I want to see you." He admitted sweetly. "You ready?" You quickly nod, giving him the consent needed to slowly push past your tight ring.

He slowly inserts himself at a leisurely pace, his mouth on yours the whole time, swallowing the cries of pleasure and pain.

Once he's bottomed out, he pulls away from your mouth, looking at your face for permission to move, which you give him with a quick nod.

He starts slowly moving inside you at a slow but steady place, causing light moans to leave both of your lips. Those light moans turn much louder and frequent as he quickens the pace of his well-timed thrusts, looking into your face the whole time with love.

You look back with equal adoration, wrapping your arms and legs around him to pull him closer, making him let out a particularly loud moan, which he returns by slowly pumping your achingly hard member.

"Fuck... I'm close." You let out, pulling him closer, feeling so overwhelmingly and beautifully close to him.

"Me too, can I...?" He asked, clearly asking for permission to cum inside you.

"Fuck yes, please." You replied, allowing him to cum inside your tight hole, which is exactly what he does.

His own orgasm gives you the final push you need to cum in his hand. He gently thrusts his hips in and out while slowly pumping your cock with his hand, driving out both of you shared orgasms.

He stays inside you while hugging you tightly, gently kissing your neck.

"I love you." He declared, his voice tired from the orgasm but still filled with conviction and sincerity.

"I fucking love you too, Hongjoong." You responded, gently kissing his forehead before drifting off to sleep, his head on your chest as you held him closely. The first love making of many, and the start of a new and wonderful relationship for you two.

THE END

Final Notes: hey, I wrote something, your welcome. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HONGJOONG.

[melsvt]

— choi san as associate professor (wc: 382)

★ this one shot story is inspired by this tiktok! i don't know if anyone has already wrote something like this, so please inform me if it's already written!

★ professor!san x gn!reader (?)

★ warnings: —

★ including: fluff, soft san as a professor.

★ melsvt's note: hey, please leave a request if you want me to write more!! love you.

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it was not unexpected for most of the students to fill the lecture hall for the english class. no, don't get it wrong, they are not there for the classes and education. well some of them are but most of them only there to observe the universitys youngest, top trending professor choi.

but there are always some things that you never know about your professors. "So, this is all for today! I am hoping to see all of your assignments in my e-mail. The due date is Friday, so make sure to send them on time, I don't want any excuses. I prefer to receive the assignments before 9pm."

as professor choi was about to walk off the class, some of the students spoke. "but sir, i thought we were not gonna have assignments?"

he stopped and turned his head to the student that just spoke. with a bright smile, he answered "i am afraid that's what you should do since you are here to learn"

he didn't listen to any other student, he was excited to go back home and relax for the whole evening.

"good days, professor choi!" said a voice in front of him. he looked up to see professor park.

"you too! professor park"

as he arrived to his home, he was welcomed by byeol. his cat.

"byeol, i missed you my love" he patted the cats head, played with byeol and get up to see his fiancee.

after a small walk around home, he found his fiancee working on the kitchen. upon hugging from behind them, he pressed a small kiss to their cheeks, only for them to turn around and hug san.

"i missed you" he said, breaking up the hug and replacing his hands on their shoulders. "did you know what happened today?"

his fiancee smiled before asking, "what is it again? you got another love confession?"

he nodded. "this one was from one of the professors, i assume. she was quite old to be a student so i thought she was a professor but i am not sure."

his fiancee, with the eyebrows crossed. talked. "you and your never ending love confessions, we should buy you a new ring. immediately"

he laughed with your jealousy. "i will wear one from now on, don't worry."

[minkookie95]

Shout out to all the fanfic writers who intentionally write for POC. As a black girl it’s only been within the last year or so I’ve felt included, as a reader, on this app and other fanfic apps. Love y’all for what you do and your dedication to the craft.

Know that your work is appreciated🤍🖤🫶🏽

[pirateprincessblog]

LIBIDINE update! 🎀

Descr: 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆. 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒆𝒕?

Tags: dilf!seonghwa, erotic themes, angst, domestic violence, daddy issues

[jamsterrr]

P. SEONGHWA . . . FATAL ATTRACTION 10 ⭑.ᐟ

seonghwa. fatal love. ex lovers. “ i want you again .. “

description ; thinking it was for the best , breaking up with your boyfriend of 3 years since you both “ grew apart “ but when a mis understanding comes about. what will happen when you’re forced to spend time together, what happened to those ��� we just grew apart “ feelings.

seonghwa!ateez x female!reader

words : 3.3k

contains. ‼️ ; cursing , sexual scenes , 18+ content , may contain typos , oral sex , emotional ties , foul language , PIV , no protection ( wrap it up ) , fun times! . ( let me know if i miss anything ! )

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ part 9 here.

———— .. ᯓᡣ𐭩 ( part ten ) ᡣ𐭩ᯓ .. ————

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

The day seemed to arrive faster than you thought. Before you knew it, you felt the soft taps of Seonghwa, waking you from your slumber. A nice one to where you could feel the body heat of Pop against yours, with the feeling of the cozy aura in the cottage. "Five more minutes" you complain, opening your eyes as it mixes with the red and orange aura's coming from the lamp. "Okay, just five, but we have to leave before traffic gets heavy passing by town" Seonghwa says, pressing a soft kiss to your temple before going to the bags and dresser, taking out the clothes and folding them up, placing them nice and neat into the suitcases. Attempting to not make as much sound to startle anyone in the house or wake you and Pop up before the five minutes.

Five minutes passed and you felt another set of taps on your shoulder, slightly groaning and rolling at the feeling. "Time to get up" Seonghwa spoke before stepping back as you sat up, messy hair still in the form smushed down by the pillow. You took a couple of looks around before spotting Seonghwa, now zipping up the suitcases. "Wow, you got a lot done in five minutes..." you mumble as you rub your eyes, trying to focus your eyes. "Yeah, because it's been like 20." Seonghwa chuckled and gently stood up the suitcases, placing them against the wall. "Do you want to change into some clothes before we leave?" The male asked, sitting next to you as you hummed. "No, I'm okay, just ready to go home and get this trip over with" you said, laying your head against the male's shoulder.

The male smiled and hummed. "Okay, grab Pop and his leash so we can let him out before we leave, we can stop and get some breakfast somewhere too". You nodded and stood up, feeling a slap to your ass as you yelped, jumping slightly. "Stop-!" you whisper yell, gently smacking his hand as you grab Pop's leash, only a soft chuckle escaping the male's lips before he stood up. You clipped the leash onto Pop's metal part of the collar and led Pop out as Seonghwa grabbed the suitcases, going to the door way, you all made it to the front door, quietly opening it as you went out, Seonghwa following behind.

The both of you made it to the car as you let Pop do his business in the bushed, you helped Seonghwa put the suitcases in the trunk before calling pop to get into the car as he hoped in. Seonghwa shut the door and leaned against the door of the car with you. Looking at the door you heard it open, Mingi walking out with squinted eyes, noting that he just woke up from sleep, probably hearing you both while he was asleep on the couch. "You two are leaving?" the male asked. Seonghwa nodding as you offered him a smile.

"Be safe." he said with a smile, waving to the both of you. Seonghwa opened the door for you as you waved. "Stay safe Mingi" you smile to him as he gives a slight bow, waving to Seonghwa as he returned it back. "See you, let me know when you get back to Seoul" Seonghwa says, getting into the car. Mingi shut the door and Seonghwa started the car, driving off through the dirt path that led you both to the place. Memories of you coming down this road made you a little sad. But knowing the bonds you got back and being back with Seonghwa made you smile. It was a bit emotional to think about. Everything you have been tried with this whole trip. Though you were thankful for it. A small sigh escaped your lips, your hands making their way to gently scratch the cotton material of your jogging pants. Seonghwa noticed and gently took your hand, rubbing small circles on it with your thumb. "What's wrong?" the male asked as you let out a slightly shuddering breath. "I'm just thinking, so much happened on his trip."

The car exited the dirt path, making it's way on the main street, a familiar place you'd seen, leading into town, though going past it, leaving all the memories you made and things you overcame at the cabin. "They sure did, but no matter what drama happened, you were able to overcome it, and we got together. The most important thing is that *we* and our pup, Pop, are together once again." the male spoke, his words and gentle hand caressing yours. It made you feel warm again, Seonghwa was truly one of the lights of your life. Regardless of both of your pasts with each other, this was the time to get serious. To learn how to better balance your life. "Thank you, Hwa, those words are so sweet" you replied. Reaching over, you turned on the radio, letting the quiet tunes drown out the noises from outside.

The car ride that was first awkward and felt so heavy was met with comfortable silence and the feeling of comfort.

--

Throughout the trip back to Seoul, you got out your camera and took out a couple more photos of the sights. When you and Seonghwa stopped for food at a restaurant, you took photos of him eat. Him feeding Pop. "Hey! No, his poop is going to smell so bad!" but the male didn't listen and Pop didn't mind the food being given to him. To say the least you had fun, and memories to catch back up on. As you bit into the biscuit you were eating. "I should get these pictures developed, and I should add them into a scrapbook" you said, cleaning the small crumbs off your fingertips. Seonghwa took a sip of the orange juice, humming before he nodded in agreeance with you. "Sounds awesome, I think it would be cute. You should let me decorate" the male grinned as you shook your head fast. "No way!" you laughed.

The both of you got back to the car after you let Pop have a small bathroom break. Seonghwa started the car back up and continued to drive back to Seoul.

You were finally settled back into your home; currently in your room unpacking your suitcase, placing all of your personal hygiene and makeup in their respected places. Next unpacking your clothes, separating dirty clothes and the clean ones. Placing the clean ones in the closet and dirty ones in the washing machine. Since you still had two weeks off of work, it was time for you to relax, maybe do a few hobbies you couldn't do for work.

Going into the living room and flopping down on the couch, you were joined by Pop's who continued to sniff every crevice of the house like he just had gotten there for the first time. He finally found a place and settled by your body, laying his head on your thigh. You took out your phone, making sure to text Yeosang that you made it home safely.

Though you didn't expect to see an incoming call:

Yeosang spoke through the phone. "Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?!?" you could hear the whine coming from the male's side. "I'm sorry, it slipped my mind and I just couldn't be there anymore, I would've continued to take all my anger out on Lily" you responded as he laughed. "Yeah okay, I'm just glad you two made it back safe, that's all that really matters, is Seonghwa with you?" the male asked. You physically shook your head before remembering he couldn't see you. "No, he just dropped me and Pop off, but he did say he would come back later" you spoke, he hummed. "Going to have sex?" the male asked before you gasped, throwing yourself back on the couch. "Yeo-! What kind of question is that, mind your business" you snarked, him continuing to laugh once again. "All I'm saying is enjoy the time before you have to go back to work" he laughed. "Okay, bye, I'll talk to you later!" you laugh before saying your goodbyes to the male.

You shake your head, taking in a deep sigh, but he was right. You and Seonghwa were back together, that was something you should celebrate, or really think about. Remembering all the times you sat on this very same couch with tubs of ice cream empty on your coffee table, crying over the male, you finally got him back, and this time you felt better about it.

Standing up you grabbed your phone after gently resting Pop's head on your empty spot, humming softly as you made your way to your room. Taking a look around before getting on your knees and pulling a medium brown box from under your bed, sitting beside your bed on the floor.

Gently sighing before you opened the box, pulling out a picture frame of you and Seonghwa, a photo you took on your old polaroid camera that was carefully placed under the picture frame, along with a dried rose. Taking out the box made you slightly emotional. Taking you back to a time where you thought you weren't going to be able to be strong, though things were still going a bit faster. You let the tears stream down your face. Taking a stand, you placed the picture frame on your end table, facing it diagonal to the bed. You gently shut the box and pushed it back under the bed as you sighed.

The time was now around 10:40 am. You decided to take a shower to get yourself ready for the day. Going into your bedroom connected bathroom as you started the shower. You made sure to pamper yourself: washed your hair, shaved your body, got out and brushed your teeth, did your skincare and makeup. After you fixed your hair, going with your signature hair. You went and got dressed in an outfit. It was hot, too hot to wear a jacket, so you decided on some jean shorts, a cropped tank top accompanied by some silver jewelry and your white and grey dunks that complimented the outfit.

You heard your phone that you had placed on the charger earlier ring, Seonghwa on the other side. A smile lit up your face as you answered, hearing the words. "Hey princess." ring through your ears on the other side. "Hi!" you said back excitedly, applying deodorant to your pits. "I'm on the way back over, that fine with you?" he asked as you nodded. "Mhm, sounds perfect" the male hummed with a slight smile. "I'm going to pick up some lunch, what would you like?". "Anything is fine with me" you responded, humming softly. "Okay, I'll get your favorite" the male spoke. "Okay, see you when you get here, I love you" you spoke. "I love you" he replied before he hung up. You smiled, if you were on your bed right now, you'd be laid out on your stomach, kicking your feet and giggling. Hearing those words always made your heart flutter.

You made your way to the kitchen, cleaning up Pop's bowl and refilling his eater bowl, as well as cleaning it before refreshing the water and food. Being gone for two weeks, you still needed to go grocery shopping. But that could wait for another day.

Pop jumped off the couch once he heard you calling his name to come and eat, though he didn't look too interested in the food, though he did take a couple of nibbles. You gently shook your head and sighed a little before making your way to the couch, plopping down onto the fluffy space, taking in the fresh scent of your body and the fresh scent of your house, you were relaxed. At peace if you will.

After a few moments, the sound of your apartment's keypad chimed as the password was entered, a buzz at the end. You sat up straight and stood up, grabbing the baseball bat you kept near the couch, holding it up in a swinging position. You could hear the beeps of the keypad, the sound alarming that it was right, but before you had the chance to swing, Seonghwa made his presence known, turning to look at you as he shut the door and slipped his shoes off. "What the- sorry, didn't mean to alarm you, I forgot your code" the male laughed nervously. Holding up the brown bag, "I got lunch, and brought Pop's a bone" the male spoke as you sighed in relief, setting the bat down in its original spot. "Sorry, you can never be too careful my love" you mumbled, looking at him then going over and taking the bag out of his hands and setting it down before wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Seonghwa chuckled and wrapped his hands around your waist, smiling softly as he pressed a small kiss on your nose. "Thats true, I'd rather you be safe than sorry." The male pressed a soft kiss to your lips as you returned, sharing a lingering kiss before you pulled away at a small rumble of your stomach. "Okay, I think it's time to eat now" you laughed, humming softly as you pulled away. "Sounds about right.

You and Seonghwa sat at the table, eating the food he brought. One of your favorite street tacos from a small Mexican place in the heart of Seoul. The two of you visited their quite often when you first started dating. He also picked up a couple of desserts from a small bakery on the corner, owned by a friend of you both.

You and Seonghwa talked and laughed about everything. Your eyes wandering over the males grinning face as he gave you a toothy smile, his smile wide and eyes slightly squinting. Your heart was content and your belly was full. Since the both of you didn't have any work for the next two weeks, you decided to take today as a relaxing day. Seonghwa wore a brown plaid flannel, with a white tank top underneath, light blue jeans to compliment. You kept on your shorts, but changed your shirt into something a little more comfortable, an oversized t-shirt.

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The show you and Seonghwa put on had been long forgotten. It being a blur in the background as you were face down, ass up on your mattress. Your shorts had been discarded and your shirt was riding up your hips and back as Seonghwa's long thin fingers had been tracing against your folds for the longest time. You could swear it'd been 4 hours since he started to tease his fingers against your now soaking clit. Your bedroom door was shut and the only thing that could be heard were your soft moans, muffled by your mattress.

"H-Hwa.." you moaned out, your hands gripping fistfuls of your sheets. These are going to need to be changed. A soft hum could be heard coming from his lips as you gently looked back at him. "Please do something" you plead, slowly moving your hips against the male's fingers. He doesn't say anything, not a word before he removes his fingers and replaces them with his tongue, flattening his tongue against your walls before licking a stripe. A loud moan escaped from your mouth biting on your bottom lip as your eyes rolled back.

Seonghwa entered two digits into you as he used his tongue to eat you out, swirling his tongue against your walls. You couldn't help but let the moans escape from your lips. Seonghwa was always good at giving head, it was something you liked most when it came to the both of your sex life. Your moans were like music to the male's ears. He never got tired of hearing your moans, whimpers and whines. Seonghwa could feel your legs shaking as he continued to suck on your clit. His fingers thrusting into you at a fast pace, spreading you open when he slipped another digit into you. Your eyes widened as you gently tried to lean up. Seonghwa smacking your ass and laying back down as your hips shuddered.

"Agh-!" you screamed out, laying your face back down on the bed.

You whimpered more before gripping onto your bedsheets once again, Seonghwa pulled his mouth and fingers away before he aligned himself up with your entrance. You gasped and gently put your hands on his waist as you turned around, laying down on your back. Seonghwa smiled and gently cupped your cheeks with his free hand. "Perfect, I want to see you" the male mumbled before entering himself into you once again, his length rubbing harshly against your plush velvety walls, stretching you open causing you to whine at the stretch. You don't remember him being this big last time. Though you weren't too focused. Your arms immediately wrapped around Seonghwa's neck as he pushed deeply into you. The male's length hit your cervix, causing you to cry out as a moan escaped his lips. Suddenly it was 25 degrees hotter in the room.

Seonghwa pulled out of you, causing a slight sigh of relief to leave your lips before he pushed deeply back into you, hitting your cervix again and leaving your lips parted. You gently peeled the rest of your white t-shirt from your body, allowing the male to have access to your breast. His hand traveled up to your breast, squeezing the plush between his hands. Seonghwa's hips moved at a fast yet steady past, your hands moving to his waist as you gently dug your nails into the male's skin. There will be marks.

Yours and his moans mixed together, sounding like a sweet song to your ears. The sounds of your skin slapping together made the lewd scene even more lewd as you whimpered, letting your hand travel down to your clit as you rubbed it at a sporadic pace. "Fu-fuck..." you moaned out, grabbing onto the male's head.

Leaned down, Seonghwa took your nipple between his lips, his tongue grazing over the skin as he bit and sucked on it, causing more and more moans to escape from your lips. His thrust became a bit sloppier, so did your rubbing against your clit. You could feel the male's length throbbing and twitching inside of you. He was close and so were you. Seonghwa pulled his head up from your boob, making a popping sound as the nipple came out of his mouth. You attached your lips onto his, sharing a sloppy wet kiss. Moaning into each other's mouth, your arms clawing at his back as your lips parted. A string on spit being connected to both of your lips. "I-m so close Y/N." Seonghwa admitted. "Me too" you chimed, moaning as you connected a kiss back onto his lips. "Cum in me" You moaned out, moving your hips to meet with the males thrust.

"W-what?" the male asked, questioning your statement. You shook your head as you breathed against his face. "D-don't think, j-just do" you panted, letting out a high-pitched moan as you felt the male's hot liquid coat your pulsing walls. You gasped loudly clinging onto the male's shoulders. The male slipped out of you as you could feel the quick feeling of emptiness, and the cum leaking from your hole. Sheets you were going to have to change. Seonghwa panted as he looked at you, a smile on his face as he panted. You chuckled and placed a soft peck onto his lips. "I love you Seonghwa.". "I love you too Y/N."

Throughout these last few months, you never thought you would see yourself back with Seonghwa. The man who caught your heart, broke it and then fixed it back up. It was indeed, a fatal attraction.

a/n: and the time has come! fatal attraction has ended! it’s been such a journey and i’m so glad for everyone that has been reading and keeping up with it! with over 211,000 words and 300+ likes on chapters 1 — 9. i want to thank everyone who’s read! 🥺 and it’s over ( yayy ) author jam has put in so much work! [ 4:13 am currently ] feel forward to look through my others and i am out! <3

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It’s giving wedding rehearsal dinner.

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I Got Interviewed!

Hello, dearest readers,

I had the honor of being interviewed by @psychosupernatural!

You may have seen the ask that was sent to my inbox.

After a mini-freak out for being asked in the first place, I agreed.

They also permitted me to share the interview with my readers!

I don't want to sound self-centered by sharing this with you.

I just thought that if someone was interested in knowing (even if it was for school), maybe others might want to know as well.

So here you go!

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What’s your motivation for writing fanfiction?

I started my first story, ‘Breaking and Entering,’ for myself because it was the first winter after COVID-19 broke out, and the world was shut off from itself.  Then, after reading fanfics for the first time, I started writing my second story (Reciprocal Synergy) and stopped after no one paid any attention to it when I posted it on Tumblr and AO3.   After reading a fantastic story by @yoongiofmine, I was inspired to write American Mate—A BTS Hybrid Playmate AU. I was initially going to keep it to myself because the online world had already shot down one of my stories, so why do it again? My oldest child (15 years old) said, “So what? Do it for yourself.” And I did.

I tell newer or struggling veteran writers, “Write for yourself. Enjoy what you wrote. Somewhere out there, someone else will match your freak. Someone else will want to escape into your world. Someone else needs to feel that support, even from a character in a story on their electronic device.”  At this point, it's like an inner mantra.

How have you learned to write good fanfiction?

First, it is still being determined whether my fanfiction is good. Like all works of art and creativity, what I do may not be everyone’s cup of tea.  The fanfic that I write takes a lot of time to cultivate. Most of my time is spent researching anything from sciences and behaviors to interviews and documentaries. The ability to tie facts into my works is what I think sets me into a category that draws in others because it makes it subconsciously believable despite the characters being werewolves, hybrids, aliens, or soul mates with abilities.  I also use my American Sign Language and Psychology education to help build these miniature universes. When I write, I consider the characters' psychological aspects, internal processes, and non-verbal communication. For works that also include animalistic tendencies, I research that to the furthest of my ability. I have done it so frequently that my city's large animal and exotic animal veterinarian has helped me several times. This can make the writing good if the readers want to read it. 

How do you judge the quality of your fics? 

Quality requires consistency and continuity. If side notes, footnotes, or character reference sheets are not used to ensure a solid foundation in the story, the reader will be confused. That confusion, that difficulty to read fluidly, is where the quality lies.  I could have a fantastic idea, but if it is not easy to read, no one will read it.  As for the wording, grammar, and the like, I practically failed every English class. My degrees are very much fact-based research papers written in MLA and APA. Due to my horrible history with writing, I never had the guts to take something like a creative writing course, although I have had a poem published worldwide.  When I read something I have written, if it pulls me back into the story and makes me want to read on and keep writing, it has good enough quality to show others. 

How did you / do you learn the “rules” and conventions of fanfiction?

I don’t think I have to be honest. There are common boundaries of respect, such as placing warnings, indicating where adult themes start and end, and noting where influences have come from. As a writer, I follow these out of a desire not to shock or trigger my reader and to support other fanfic writers.  I have been the reader who started reading an out-of-this-world fanfic and was thrown into a panic attack because there was no warning. I ended up messaging that writer and letting them know they have a trigger in their story. That writer was shocked that the story was triggering. When I explained that it was gracing the edge of being a particular type of fanfic, yandere, and how it was doing that, the writer understood and updated the warnings.  Unfortunately, fanfics do not have a predetermined set of rules that everyone is made aware of before starting their fanfic writing journey. It is a game of mimicking with individualizations sprinkled in. Also, as a writer, you have to be able to take in the thoughts of your readers and make adjustments without taking offense to that feedback.

Do you tend to stick to only one fandom, or do you migrate from one fandom to another?

I migrate fandoms.  My first fanfic was ‘Breaking and Entering,’ an original Young Adult high school werewolf story. I started writing it because I was bored while having COVID.  One of my most popular fanfics, American Mate, was inspired oddly. I read a BTS fanfic written by Yoongieofmine. The Playmate AU aspect of her story caught my attention because BTS is not among the top K–pop groups I follow. However, that story made my mind run with the thoughts of combining Playmates with Hybrids. I ended up writing Yoongieofmine and asking permission to write ‘American Mate.’ I have also written for other K-pop groups, Ateez and Stray Kids, and a Thai Boy-Love Drama, KinnPorsche.

What sort of relationship exists between you as a writer and the characters that you create on the page?

Interesting question, to be honest or not…  All of my stories, except the werewolf ‘Breaking and Entering’ story, are written in a y/n style, meaning the main character is the reader. These stories are written to pull the reader into them by negating a leading character name and replacing it with the notation y/n = your name.  I have to put myself in that leading character role to write these stories.  I fully understand that the stories are just that– stories. None of what is written is in any way possible. Still, while the reader or I read the story, I do my best to immerse myself in the place of the leading character and have those relationships, experiences, trials, and fears with the other characters.  Each chapter that is written starts as a dream or fantasy that I have personally had. Those give me an outline to work with, but I have had the experience where I am so into and connected with the characters that when I stop writing, I think, “wait, what happened?” So, I have to go back to read over what I have written, and then it's a moment of “Oh!! That is what I wrote. Well, that came out of nowhere.” Simply, I have a connection with them because I don’t think I could write them if I didn’t; however, I am not delusional enough to think they are anything more than words on a page. 

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oneshot #1 — i will make a masterlist soon ^ ^ summertime sadness a seongjoong oneshot.

tw : mentions of death , pretty heavy angst , major character death , terminal illnesses mentioned , mentions of cystic fibrosis , sad ateez ensemble. summary : two years after the tragic death of his first love, kim hongjoong, park seonghwa returns to their small coastal hometown for a summer with friends. every corner of the town is haunted by memories of hongjoong – the laughter they shared, the dreams they built, and the love they lost. seonghwa spends his days revisiting the places they used to go, each one stirring a deep sense of melancholy and longing. a/n : i posted this on ao3 also , so if you've seen it before — you know where! ^ ^

the sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden hue over the small coastal town as seonghwa stepped off the bus. the salty breeze greeted him like an old friend, bringing with it a rush of bittersweet memories. it had been two years since he last set foot in this town, two years since he lost his first love. he had left to escape the pain, but now, returning for the summer, he realised that the town was filled with memories he could never escape — not until he faced them. their old friends had been the ones to convince him to come home, promising him that the summer would be a good chance for him to heal. 

he was supposed to meet his friends at the bus stop, but as soon as he stepped off the bus he was making his way towards the lighthouse. he didn't know why, he just knew he was aching to be there. as he walked through the familiar streets, every corner seemed to whisper hongjoong’s name, the cafe they used to eat breakfast in was closed down. he wasn't surprised, it should've shut down decades ago. his feet carried him to the lighthouse almost on their own.

climbing the winding stairs, seonghwa felt a lump in his throat. he reached the top and looked out at the vast, endless sea, just as they used to. the sight of the waves crashing against the rocks below brought back a flood of emotions. 

hongjoong used to say the waves were like their love – powerful and unending.

seonghwa closed his eyes, letting the memories wash over him. he could almost hear hongjoong’s laughter, feel the warmth of his touch. the pain of his loss was as raw as ever, a constant ache in his chest. he had hoped that coming back would bring closure, but now he wasn’t so sure.

~~~

“come on, hwa, we don’t have all night!” hongjoong’s voice was full of excitement as he grabbed seonghwa’s hand, pulling him up the steps of the lighthouse. it was a warm summer evening, and the sky was painted in hues of orange and pink.

seonghwa laughed, trying to keep up with hongjoong’s energetic pace. “what’s the rush, joong? the sun isn’t going anywhere.”

“but the perfect moment might,” hongjoong replied with a grin, though a shadow of exhaustion flickered in his eyes. seonghwa noticed, but said nothing, not wanting to dampen the moment.

they reached the top, breathless and laughing, just as the last light of day kissed the horizon. hongjoong turned to seonghwa, his expression softening. “this is it,” he whispered. “our perfect moment.”

seonghwa felt a surge of affection, his heart swelling with the intensity of their love. “kiss me before you go,” he said softly, his voice carrying a hint of sadness. the phrase had become a part of their private language, a reminder of the bittersweet nature of their time together, with hongjoong being terminally ill, it was only a matter of time before a kiss they shared was their last. 

hongjoong’s smile was radiant as he leaned in, capturing seonghwa’s lips in a tender, lingering kiss. everybody around them knew. they knew too. it wasn't long before hongjoong would be admitted into the hospital, and then who knows how long they'd have left. 

pulling back slightly, hongjoong rested his forehead against seonghwa’s. “i just wanted you to know,” he murmured, “that you’re my everything, truly."

seonghwa’s throat tightened. “i think i’ll miss this forever,” he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. “fuck, joong... i think i'll miss you forever.”

hongjoong’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears, and he took seonghwa’s hand, intertwining their fingers. he didn't say a word, not a single thing.

they spent the rest of the evening wrapped in each other’s arms, watching the stars appear one by one.

~~~

seonghwa could hear strained breathing behind him, pulling him from his daze.

"i'll meet you at the bus stop, huh?" 

he turned to look at the man who's voice he knew all too well, "wooyoung...i'm sorry, i started walking before i could even think about it," seonghwa murmured while he scratched the back of his neck, "how did you find me?"

"well, the cafe is closed...and the others went to your house, but i didn't think you'd be there." wooyoung said, a hint of worry in his eyes, "what are you doing here hwa?"

seonghwa sighed before leaning against the railing, looking out at the sunset, "thinking, woo, just thinking."

he heard some shuffling before a set of arms were draped over the railing next to his, and a head was weighing down his shoulder. 

wooyoungs presence was comforting...he hadn't felt comfort in so long.

"you know," wooyoung began softly, "hongjoong wouldn't want you to be alone like this...living so far away with none of your family..none of your friends..he wouldn't let us get away with it if he found out we let you go alone."

seonghwa swallowed hard, his throat tightening. "i know, woo. but it's hard not to be when everything here reminds me of him."

wooyoung lifted his head, looking at seonghwa with a small smile.

seonghwa turned to face wooyoung, the setting sun casting long shadows across his face. "it's just... being back here, it feels like he's everywhere. every street, every corner, every sunset... it's all him."

wooyoung nodded, his expression slightly amused. "maybe that's not such a bad thing. it's okay to remember him, good to remember him, even."

seonghwa sighed deeply, the weight of his emotions pressing down on him. "i just - i miss him so much, wooyoung... it's like there's this constant ache that never goes away."

"i know," wooyoung said quietly. "but hongjoong wouldn't want you to be stuck in this sadness. he would want you to find a way to live, to be happy again."

seonghwa nodded slowly, the truth in wooyoung's words sinking in. "you're right. it's just... hard to let go."

"you don't have to let go," wooyoung said with a small smile. "just learn to live with it, to carry him with you in a way that brings you peace."

they stood there for a while longer, watching the sun dip below the horizon in a comfortable silence. 

"come on," wooyoung said eventually, breaking the silence. "let's go back to the others. they're worried about you."

seonghwa simply nodded, pushing away from the railing and heading down the lighthouse steps with wooyoung.

~~~

the night was clear, the sky dotted with stars as seonghwa and the rest of the group sat around a crackling campfire on the beach. the warmth of the fire and the company of his closest friends brought a sense of comfort to seonghwa, a welcome contrast to the ache in his heart. the flames danced, casting flickering shadows on their faces, and the sound of the waves provided a soothing backdrop to their laughter and conversations. he was still a bit upset despite the atmosphere, the conversation from earlier weighing on him slightly.

wooyoung, sitting close to san with their hands intertwined, poked at the fire with a stick. "remember that time hongjoong tried to build that makeshift tent at the beach?"

san chuckled, leaning into wooyoung. "oh god, yes! he was so determined to make it perfect, but it kept collapsing on him."

yunho, sitting next to mingi with their arms around each other, nodded enthusiastically. "he spent hours trying to get it to stand, even using driftwood and seaweed as extra support."

mingi laughed, "and in the end, we all had to sleep at my place because the tent was a crumpled mess."

seonghwa smiled, the memory warming his heart. "he was so proud of his 'engineering skills,' though. he even called it 'rustic charm.'"

jongho, with his arm around yeosang, added, "or that time he decided to surprise seonghwa with breakfast in bed but set off the smoke alarm instead."

everyone burst into laughter at the memory, the sound echoing across the beach. seonghwa felt a pang of sadness mixed with joy, grateful for these moments they could share together. he could see tears falling down yeosangs cheeks, sans too. it wasn't long before he was crying too, though he still had a smile on his face.

"he tried to make pancakes," san said, wiping tears from his eyes. "but he ended up burning everything, including the 'backup toast'."

yeosang groaned, though a smile tugged at his lips. "and then he insisted on serving the burnt food with a big, proud smile, saying it was 'extra crispy.'"

jongho chuckled, looking across at seonghwa. "you were so kind, pretending to enjoy every bite just so he wouldn't feel bad, i couldn't do that."

yunho grinned, leaning forward. "what about the time he convinced mingi to join him in starting a garden on the rooftop? they ended up with more weeds than vegetables."

mingi rolled his eyes playfully. "hey, we were just trying to add some greenery to the place. who knew gardening could be so complicated?"

seonghwa listened, a bittersweet smile on his face. "he always knew how to make us laugh."

wooyoung nodded, his expression softening. "he had that special way of making even the silliest moments unforgettable." "seems we're sharing joong stories..."

~~~

the summer sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow over the rooftop where seonghwa and hongjoong had retreated to escape the bustle of city life below. they sat side by side on a patchwork quilt, the skyline stretching out before them like a painting.

hongjoong leaned back on his elbows, a contented smile on his face as he gazed at the horizon. "isn't this perfect, hwa?" he said softly, breaking the comfortable silence between them.

seonghwa nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "it really is," he replied, his gaze following hongjoong's towards the setting sun. "i'm glad we decided to come up here."

they had stumbled upon the rooftop garden by chance, seeking a quiet place to unwind after a long day of rehearsals. surrounded by potted plants and fairy lights, with a gentle breeze ruffling their hair, it felt like their own secret sanctuary above the city.

hongjoong turned to seonghwa, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "remember that time we tried to stargaze up here, but ended up having sex and falling asleep?"

seonghwa chuckled, slapping hongjoongs arm. "yeah, we woke up to the sound of pigeons cooing in our ears."

hongjoong laughed, his laughter contagious. "and then we had to sneak past the security guard as quietly as possible!"

seonghwa shook his head fondly. "we were lucky he didn't catch us. i don't think we would've lived it down."

they sat in companionable silence for a while, watching the sky shift from blue to pink as the sun dipped lower. the city below them buzzed with life, but up here, they were cocooned in a tranquil bubble of their own making.

"you know," hongjoong said softly, breaking the silence once more, "i'm really glad you're my fiance, hwa."

seonghwa turned to him, a warmth spreading through his chest. "me too, joong," he replied sincerely. 

~~~

seonghwa stopped the story there, looking down at the ring on his finger. "fuck cystic fibrosis for taking him from me before we could even get married..." his voice cracked with emotion, his eyes welling up with tears. 

seonghwa took a deep breath, wiping away a tear with the back of his hand. "sorry," he murmured, his voice steadier now. "i just wish we had more time together."

the group fell into a solemn silence, each lost in their own thoughts and memories of hongjoong. the crackling of the campfire and the gentle lapping of the waves provided a comforting backdrop to their shared grief.

it was wooyoung who finally broke the silence, his voice soft but filled with determination. "we may not have more time with him physically, but he's still with us in every memory, every laugh, and every tear."

seonghwa looked around at his friends, their faces illuminated by the flickering firelight. "thank you," he whispered, his voice catching with emotion. "for being here, for remembering him with me...and for getting me to come back to town."

jongho squeezed yeosang's hand to keep his voice steady, his expression tender. "that's what family does," he said quietly. "we're here for each other, through everything."

his friends nodded solemnly, their agreement unspoken but understood. around the dying embers of the fire, they made a silent vow to keep hongjoong's memory alive, to cherish the moments they had shared, and to find happiness for him.

~~~

it was a warm summer afternoon, the sunlight filtering through the curtains of their small apartment. seonghwa sat by hongjoong's bedside, holding his hand gently. hongjoong's breathing was laboured, each breath a struggle against the illness that had slowly weakened him over the months. the hospital couldn't do anything, new lungs would be near pointless. 

"i love you, hwa," hongjoong whispered, his voice barely above a hoarse whisper.

tears welled up in seonghwa's eyes as he squeezed hongjoong's hand tighter. "i love you too, joong," he choked out, his voice thick with emotion.

they had known this day was coming, had prepared themselves as best they could. but nothing could truly prepare seonghwa for the moment when hongjoong would slip away from him.

hongjoong smiled weakly, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment before opening again. "thank you for loving me," he murmured, his voice barely audible now.

seonghwa leaned closer, pressing a gentle kiss to hongjoong's forehead. "always," he whispered back, his heart breaking with each passing second.

they sat together in silence, the only sound in the room the soft hum of the ventilator and the distant murmur of the city outside. seonghwa held onto hongjoong's hand, unwilling to let go even as he knew he had to.

suddenly, hongjoong's breathing became more erratic, his chest rising and falling in shallow gasps. seonghwa's heart clenched in his chest as he watched helplessly, tears streaming down his face.

"hongjoong," he whispered desperately, willing him to hold on just a little longer.

hongjoong's grip on seonghwa's hand slackened, his breathing slowing until it finally stilled altogether.

time seemed to stand still as seonghwa sat beside hongjoong's lifeless body, the reality of his loss crashing over him like a tidal wave. he pressed his forehead against hongjoong's, his body shaking with silent sobs.

"i'm sorry," seonghwa whispered brokenly, his voice barely audible. "i'm so sorry, joong."

the room was filled with a profound sense of emptiness, the absence of hongjoong's presence a gaping hole in seonghwa's being.

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☆MASTERLIST☆

all my fics in one spot :D

Key: nsfw/smut:❤️‍🔥 fluff:💗 angst:🩵

☆Ateez☆

Kim Hongjoong

nothing yet…

Park Seonghwa

nothing yet…

Jeong Yunho

Perhaps in another life (❤️‍🔥🩵)

Kang Yeosang

nothing yet…

Choi San

nothing yet…

Song Mingi

And they were roommates… (💗🩵)

Jung Wooyoung

nothing yet…

Choi Jongho

nothing yet…

OT8/Units

you gonna pick up the phone? (ot8; Mingi love interest) 🩵💗 Coming soon

Ateez at the beach headcannons

☆P1harmony☆

Yoon Keeho

nothing yet…

Choi Taeyang/Theo

nothing yet…

Jiung

You’re the stars in my sky (💗)

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Since the dilf Seonghwa series has gotten a lot of attention, and even though the 3rd part was the last one, people are still asking for updates, how many of you would want me to write a full fanfic? Of course I’d keep the friend’s dad trope but I’d do a little slow burn and it wouldn’t be connected to what I posted here already. Problem is, I have a mafia atz with Hongjoong and Yeosang as leads already in the making 😭 it would be on wattpad, since that is where I write for 11 years now. Oh, and with original characters too, not the y/n stuff.

[stuckinakillingjar]

they're literally being serious about this lmfaooo

first of all, it's fiction. taeyong et al liking a manga/ an anime with questionable themes that has been consumed by like 70% of anime fans over the years, and is also critically acclaimed by sources like crunchyroll, is nothing unusual. i've had made in abyss recommended to me before, does that mean those people are pedos or enjoy child abuse or something??

on the topic of that, i don't think that ty etc like made in abyss bc of random japanese loli panel number 567564 but probably because of the story and horror/action elements

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Fan fiction poll

Note: recomendations open and appreciated, minor friendly (all ages), no nsfw, can however be slightly suggestive (would be listed in the warnings however I would only write it if given it as part of a suggestion’s/requests plot), please stay respectful