#had some ateez thots

[thetypingpup]

so uh...where'd all the atiny go?

[bambithevideogame]

You call this a pedastal but this is the worst step ladder a platform could be if it could be called a pedastal at all, you dont even know anything about her, for all you know, she could be one of the women Britney Spears was trying to claim in her cry for help as someone who was turned into a digital model only to be exploited while her body floats in a river somewhere unnoticed, and we think she was writing a tell all or a biography... and the event of taylors Eras and now this dead poets society, working with 'def leapord' and her last interview with "time magazine" all feel very strange, especially the interview with time magazine inside of the smallest trailer and the head band she wore indicating the procedure she had possibly been put through indicating that her brain had been swapped, the phonomena Emma Stones most recent picture sheds a light on, what we believe to be so far from science, and yet when we are entertaisned by the idea of "Ghost in the shell" it is all very visable and yet in that construct it is the brain that is the last to be removed not the first, and now we want to talk about her genius when she has only ever had her career robbed from her, where were you before she had to fight for her own voice, the way JoJo was contracted out of her own career, and even after al of this you think she is dancing around with IceSpice at a hockey game? Comical, the american public is more blind than ever to the reality of #ATEEZE but who isnt nostalgic for Seungri's anticipated debut in a new boy band? *roses a hand* here is some context for your dictionary of trends and conjecture to keep notice for:

Joy

Pleasure

Panda

Enjoi

JOI

Rise

Mountain

twisted

riot

1v1

bape

yellow jacket/coat

Ronin

cyberpunk

Duffy

Tentacion

Any singer who is ethenic and sounds the same as all the rest

Jenna Ortegas obsessed music maker

music maker

sound trap

onlyfans

thot

sexy red

tesla

3D printed jewelry

Joachim

anything Wind related

Drummers

music prodigys

a guy who gets away

the music industry

auto tune

lady gaga

Balenciaga

Kwon Wholefoods

Kimbucha

SanDiego

Marvel Snap

Deadpool

Russian Chess

Louis

Dronning

Gambit

Liess

Nothing To DO with

Andy Warhol

piss

banksey

chris farely

tokidoki

Demon Slayer

Dior

Aespa

girl groups that break up

Prince Jacksosn

Porter

Africa

Lock and Key the comic

Devil Dinosaur

Nail Techs

Harlow

MachineGun Kelly

Imagin draGONS

Honkai Starrail

Steam

Dont Starve Together

Pop Funko Figures

Ryan Sheckler

Skate parks

tents

Teletubbies

Boku no Pico

Rule 34

Black Cock

Japans Red district {Jereike] land mine girls

MineCraft

New Pokemon Scarlet Violet

KingdomHearts Tamagachi

Digimon Digivice reboot relaunch

Sentai

i love this album because for the first time in maybe her entire career she's not apologising for a single thing. the album is angry and raw and she's like "here's this chapter of my life, the sad, the bad, the terrible and it's all raw and fucking angry for you all to see and i don't need absolution for a single thing" like she's not asking forgiveness for a single thing from anyone and that's what makes the album so fucking heartbreaking

[mint-yooxgi]

{10} - Hotel California - Yandere!Demonic Entities!Ateez X Reader

Yandere AU & Demon AU - Based off of This ask and Hotel California by Eagles

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst, Fluff, Slight Humor

Pairing: Ateez X Reader

Words: 18,092

Warnings: Whore Knee Thots, discussion of violence, minor bipohobia (not done by any of the guys), I think that’s all. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: Here we go!! I seriously contemplated splitting this part into two again, but finally, the mall saga is complete!! Yay!! I’m so excited to start writing the next chapter and a specific scene in particular, so I hope you all look forward to it, too. As always, feedback is greatly appreciated. Enjoy~

Main Story - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight - Part Nine - Mini Masterlist

Twenty minutes later, and you find yourself in the foodcourt sitting around a table with the eight of them, cups of bubble tea in front of each of you. Again, you had a little pushback when you went to pay for your drinks, but with one stern look from you, they backed off. For now.

You take a sip of your drink, placing it onto the table in front of you as you observe all of them sitting before you. From left to right, you have Jongho, Wooyoung, Yunho, and then Seonghwa and Hongjoong almost both directly across from you, followed by Mingi, Yeosang, and then San to your right.

“I want to know more about you.” Your voice cuts through the small silence that has settled around the nine of you as you sit at the table.

They all cannot help the way that they smile once more in response, the giddiness bubbling in their chests at the thought of finally being able to open up to you, as you have slowly been opening up to them.

“What would you like to know?” Seonghwa meets your gaze, eyes shining as he takes a sip of his own drink.

“Fair warning, some of my questions might be really dumb,” you say, shifting slightly in your seat so that you’re more comfortable.

“My Love, you could never ask us dumb questions.” Hongjoong assures you.

“We’re just grateful that you want to know more about us.” Yunho grins, his hand resting around his drink on top of the table.

“Not to mention unbelievably happy,” San adds, heart warming at the mere thought of the conversation happening right now.

A moment passes in silence where you simply smile at them. Until Wooyoung speaks once more.

“Ask away.” He grins, taking a content sip of his drink as he looks to you with wide eyes.

“Okay,” you nod. “Let’s get some basics out of the way first. How old are all of you?”

Jongho blinks, “I honestly haven’t thought about that in years.”

At the way your brow furrows, Mingi is quick to add, “when you get to be our age, everything tends to blend together.”

“Which is?” You tilt your head forward expectantly.

“We’re all over a few millennia old.” Yeosang tells you, swirling his drink in his hand.

“Okay,” you nod slowly, skeptically. “And I was the first thing in years to peek all of your interests?”

At the way you see them all begin to respond, you raise a hand.

“Don’t answer that one, it was rhetorical.” You place your hand back onto the table before you. “Do you at least remember your birthdays? Or creation days? How does that work?”

“Yes, we were born,” Yunho tells you.

“We remember our birthdays, too.” Mingi adds with a grin.

“Which are?” You look at them expectantly.

It takes them no time at all to tell you, listing them off in age order from eldest to youngest. It takes you only a minute longer to be putting that information in your phone. A fact in which has all of their hearts warming in their chests.

“So, if you were born, that means you can get me pregnant.”

Your statement nearly causes Wooyoung to spit out his drink, coughing in the next second as Yunho comfortingly rubs his back.

“I’m not saying that that’s what’s going to happen any time soon, but I need to know. Just in case.” You reply, eyes briefly glancing at each one of them.

Little do you know of how your words affect them all. However, none are as affected as the eldest is right now, eyes nearly shifting as that all too familiar blackness swirls within. The mental image alone of you, belly swollen and growing his baby inside of you has him shifting in his seat. Not to mention the idea of completely claiming you in such a way, filling you to the brim with his seed so that you can’t help but to get pregnant from him.

Still, the thought of you being open to the possibility of having sex with all of them at some point in the future means more to them than you’ll ever know. It means you’re becoming more and more accepting of this relationship, and more trusting of them every day.

“It’s possible, yes,” Hongjoong replies with a somewhat stiff nod of his head.

“You would have to ingest a specific herbal remedy in order for it to even have the possibility of taking,” Mingi replies. “And you’d have to be on it for a while before it could even work.”

“Built in birth control,” you nod, seemingly impressed. “Not bad. Though, that doesn’t mean I’m going to stop taking mine.”

“Do you-“ San’s voice catches in his throat, clearing it in the next moment, “do you want kids?”

“No.” You shake your head. “I have no desire to have them at this point in time. I hope that’s not an issue for any of you.”

The way you look at them, with narrowed eyes almost daring them to challenge your wishes, has them straightening in their spots.

“Of course not,” Mingi shakes his head almost immediately in the next second.

“We want what you want, Dearest.” Yeosang sends you a soft, reassuring smile.

“Good,” you seemingly relax for the moment.

“It is your body, My Love,” Hongjoong meets your gaze from across the table. “Whether you choose to allow us to indulge in you will always be your choice.”

“I appreciate that.” You let out a soft exhale through your nose. “I want you all to know that if and when the time comes where we are…” you search for the right word, “intimate in that way, the sentiment is shared. I will never expect or force you all into anything you are uncomfortable with. That’s not who I am.”

They all smile, touched by the amount of consideration you already seem to have for them.

“We appreciate that, Dearest,” Yeosang meets your gaze.

“Like I said before,” a heat rises once more to your face as you avert your gaze briefly. “If it’s not mutual, I don’t want it.”

“We feel the exact same.” Jongho’s lips pull upwards softly.

“Good,” you nod. “Okay, next question, cause I am extremely curious after today. Just how powerful are you guys?”

“Well, we’re not Kings of the Realm for nothing,” Seonghwa smirks, leaning back in his seat as he feels your gaze roam over the front of his body. He nearly hums from that fact alone.

“You already know about out mental capabilities.” Wooyoung voices, swirling his straw around his drink.

“Something tells me that there’s more to it than what you’re letting on.” You narrow your eyes at him, shifting your gaze towards Yunho in the next moment. “Especially after what you told me today.”

“If you’re worried if we ever used those sort of mental manipulations against you, we haven’t.” Hongjoong shakes his head slightly as if to emphasize his point.

“I know,” your words shock them, sure you would have had at least some sort of mistrust of them for this particular aspect of their powers.

“How can you be so sure?” Yeosang voices all of their thoughts.

“You wouldn’t allow me to remember certain aspects about the beginning of this whole fiasco if you did.” You reply. “At least, I’m assuming you wouldn’t. The fact that I still have those negative memories from the start, and the fact that we’re sitting here right now talking about it, assures me that you haven’t.”

“You would be correct.” San responds, taking another sip of his drink.

“I need to know, though,” you stare intently at your hand on top of the table before looking up at all of them once more. “Have you thought about it before? Using that specific part of your powers to progress our relationship along in your favour?”

A brief moment of silence settles over all of you, and you find yourself going still. You don’t even need to hear an answer at this point to know what it already is.

“We won’t lie to you,” Seonghwa looks away, shame washing over his features as your gaze becomes locked on him from across the table. “It’s crossed our minds. Even before you came to us, we talked about it. What it would be like to simply give you false memories with all of us so we didn’t have to start immediately from scratch.”

“But you didn’t.” You remark.

“We would never forgive ourselves if we did.” Yunho says, sincerity shining in his eyes as he meets yours for a brief moment before he’s averting his gaze back down to the table.

“We could never hurt you in that way.” Jongho adds, swallowing thickly.

“It wouldn’t, and would never be real if we did something like that.” Wooyoung says, hands shaking as he pulls them into his lap, nervously playing with his fingers. “It would be you, but it wouldn’t at the same time.”

“You want me to want you in the same ways you all want me.” You briefly glance between all of them. “But you want me to do so on my own terms. Not on terms you have instilled within my mind.”

“Yes-” Hongjoong’s breath hitches in his throat, voice raw with his emotions, “more than anything.”

You take moment to observe them all, noticing how they all continue to look down at their hands for the moment. You don’t need to be able to read their minds to know how ashamed of themselves they are for even thinking about essentially brainwashing you to love them. You blink, taking a deep breath in.

“Thank you for your honesty.” You begin, attempting to take what you hope appears to be a calm sip of your drink.

“You’re not mad at us?” Mingi spares a small glance at you out of the corner of his eyes, voice small. 

You take a moment to consider his words before you’re shaking your head, pursing your lips slightly in the next moment, “no.”

“You’re not disgusted?” There are tears lining Wooyoung’s eyes, as he continues to avoid your gaze, and he hopes beyond everything that they do not begin to fall.

“Why would I be disgusted?” You frown, genuinely confused by his words.

“We thought you would be repulsed by us once you knew.” Hongjoong admits, voice soft as he clings onto his drink for dear life.

“Yes, it’s a little unnerving to know that in the blink of an eye, you could essentially tear my mind apart, or alter my memories in your favour, or even make me believe in things that might not necessarily be true.” You reply, picking at the label on the side of your drink to distract yourself for the time being. You do not fail to notice how all of them seem to flinch at your words. “However,” the moment you say that one phrase, they’re all looking towards you with a small gleam of hope shining behind their eyes, “I don’t think you’re giving yourselves enough credit as to what it means to me that you didn’t. Yes, you could do these things, but you haven’t done them to me.”

“Not to you.” Immediately, Hongjoong is shaking his head. “Never to you.”

“Exactly.” You smile softly at him reassuringly. “That simple fact means more to me than any of you will ever know. You chose to let me keep my autonomy. You chose to let me keep my own mind. Sure, it was a bit of a rocky start, but you chose to let me fall for all of you in my own way instead of forcing things between us.” You take the time to meet each and every one of their gazes as you let out a small breath, hand tightening around your drink for support. “And it’s working.”

The tears that Wooyoung had been so desperately trying to hold back begin to fall freely down his face. Pure and utter joy ripples like shockwaves through each of their bodies, and you can see the way tears spring to Mingi’s eyes as well. Even San cannot help the but let the small droplets fall as he reaches his hand over to yours once more that day to begin clinging onto you for dear life.

Slowly, he brings the back of your hand to his lips once more, holding you against him like you’ll disappear as soon as he lets go.

“Thank you.” He nearly chokes on a sob, overcome by his emotions and the significance of this moment here in time with you. Just as he knows that his brothers are as well.

You give his hand a small squeeze as he gently places yours back onto the table, eight pairs of eyes watching you closely.

It’s subtle, but you can feel them all reach out to you with their minds, brushing against your void tenderly as they continue to gaze lovingly at you. You can see the emotions clear in their eyes, even as Wooyoung begins wiping at his own with the back of his hands. 

So, you do what you feel is best in the current situation. You let them all in.

The way they all straighten in their seats is instantaneous, synonymous with the way they all inhale sharply. They can feel every single one of you emotions now pouring freely over them. For the moment, you are comfortable, content, and curious. There’s even a little bit of concern for them washing over your being despite the uncertainty you hold surrounding your future together. However, there’s another emotion there, much softer than the rest, that has their hearts swelling in their chests. For there, beneath all of your other emotions, they can sense a hint of fondness that had never been there before. A fondness that seems to be directed towards them.

Your gaze is soft as you glance around the table once more. “I will do my best to be more open with all of you going forward. I simply ask that you all do the same.”

“Of course, Petal,” Yunho’s reply is soft, voice barely above a whisper as he gazes at you fondly.

“I’m still going to keep my void, though,” you say, a teasing lilt to your voice. “I do like my privacy.”

Then, with a wink, you’re closing your mind off to them once more.

“As long as you’re comfortable,” Seonghwa breathes out with a small nod, bringing his drink up to his lips once more.

“Speaking of that,” you begin, “something tells me that if you wanted to, you’d each have no trouble breaking through to my mind.”

“We more than likely could,” Hongjoong nods. “If we wanted to.”

“But we swore that we would never hurt you.” Mingi reminds you yet again.

“Doing such a thing could potentially shatter your mind,” Yunho tells you. “Especially if you’re not used to it.”

You blink, momentarily caught off guard by that admission.

“What about other demons?” You ask, taking another sip of your own drink.

“What about them?” Wooyoung’s voice is a little rough from his previous emotions, but he clears his throat in the next second, swallowing thickly.

“Is there a possibility that they would try and get into my mind?” You inquire.

“If they tried, they’d be dead on the spot.” San nearly growls at the mere idea of someone attempting to hurt you.

“I get the constantly wanting to protect me,” you give his hand another squeeze seeing as he’s yet to let yours go. “I’m just trying to cover all angles here, considering how you all probably came back drenched in your enemies blood last night. It’s the easiest way to hurt you, I’m guessing. If they go for me.”

“We would never let that happen.” Seonghwa leans forward in his seat, a snarl tugging at his features of the mere thought of someone coming after you.

“I understand that,” you nod, “which is one of the reasons I feel safe with you all. I know you would never do anything to me, let alone allow anything to happen to me.”

“If you are worried about something like that happening, there are added ways of which we could use to protect you.” Hongjoong adds, sending a pointed look at the eldest male beside him.

“While keeping my void intact?” You quirk a brow.

“While keeping your void intact.” He turns back towards you, nodding once.

“Elaborate.” You look at him expectantly, dropping San’s hand for the moment as you pull your own back in front of your body.

“It would be similar to what you did with Seonghwa and I in that jewellery store today.” Hongjoong begins, and immediately six pairs of eyes are on both him and the eldest beside him.

“What did she do in that jewellery store today?” San asks, rather pointedly.

“She brushed her mind against ours.” Seonghwa states, quite proudly as a grin tugs onto his lips.

“You did?” Immediately, Yunho is looking at you with wide eyes, amazement clear on his features. When you nod, he’s grinning proudly, right along with Seonghwa. “That’s my girl.”

You avert your gaze, somewhat shyly, as a soft smile takes over your features. A fact which makes Yunho’s chest rumble in happiness at the effect he’s just had on you.

“I just figured that you guys constantly monitor my thoughts, even with my void up, so I tried something, and it ended up working.” You brush their praise off for the moment.

“Give yourself more credit, Dearest,” Yeosang looks up from his drink for a moment. “It takes some demons years to figure that one out.”

Fuck, could you get anymore perfect?

This time, you cannot prevent the way your cheeks heat from his words, Yeosang nearly letting out a pleased growl of his own at seeing you so bashful because of him.

“I was just trying to calm them down.” You mumble.

“To be fair, David was all over you when you went in there.” Seonghwa says, seemingly nonchalantly as he pushes the ice in his drink around with his straw.

“David,” you tilt your head forward at him in disbelief, quirking a brow all the while, “one of my closest friends.”

“He looked like he was being overtly friendly from where we were standing.” Mingi grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest as he leans back in his chair.

You can’t help it, your jaw drops in shock, a laugh escaping you in the next moment as your hand comes up to cover the lower half of your face.

“What’s so funny?” Wooyoung grumbles, his arms also crossed over his chest.

“Considering you’re the ones that can read minds, I didn’t think I had to spell this one out for you. Or did you all fail to notice how he was subtly checking Hwa out the whole time?” You chuckle once more. “David’s gay. Not to mention the fact that he’s married.”

That immediately shuts them all up, some even having the gall to look sheepish for the moment. Even Seonghwa cannot hide his surprise, though the joy of hearing you call him Hwa, even if you may not have intended for it to mean much, begins to flood his veins. The fact that you noticed someone else checking him out means that you were paying attention to him, too.

“Then why was he checking me out?” The eldest quirks a brow, secretly hoping to get you to compliment him without realizing what you’re doing, much to the other’s discontent.

“Well, in David’s own wise words,” you begin, a knowing look stretching across your features as you repeat what you’ve so ofter heard him tell you, “I can look at the menu, honey, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to be ordering anything.”

The way you chuckle fondly has the eldest grumbling in his seat, crossing his arms as he leans back. That is most certainly not what he wanted to hear, especially from you. He knew it was too wishful to be thinking that you would get even the slightest bit jealous over someone else checking him out in front of you. There goes his hopes of hearing you call him handsome again, or sexy. Or even better yet, yours.

“Honestly, I’m surprised you’re not more grumpy about Suzy,” you giggle, and each man swears it’s the most melodic sound they’ve ever heard. “She’s had a crush on me for as long as I can remember knowing her, and she’s not subtle about it, either.”

“I think there were a few more important things on our minds than that when we were in there, if I’m being honest.” Hongjoong’s brows raise as he takes a deep breath in, taking a sip of his drink in the next moment as the tips of his ears begin to turn red, thinking back onto those wondrous few minutes in that jewellery store.

“Knife kink, huh?” Wooyoung wiggles his brows at you suggestively.

Embarrassment floods your veins, shooting him a sharp look as your gaze pierces him, freezing him to his very spot and preventing him from looking away from your intense stare.

“What’s it to you, demon boy?” You quirk a brow, demeanour shifting in an instant as the corner of your lips tugs upwards into a smirk. “You want me to stab you, too?”

A shiver of pleasure runs down Wooyoung’s spine, echoed by the way each male stiffens around the table. Hongjoong shifts in his seat in the next second, body suddenly heating as his thoughts begin to consume him once more.

Yet again, Yeosang comes to the rescue to break the tense silence building between all of you as he takes a sip of his drink. It’s the sound of his obvious slurping with his empty cup, ice crunching together as he shifts his straw around that breaks the rising tension between all of you.

You seemingly relax into your seat.

“This is a conversation for a later time.” You take a sip of your own drink, swirling the remainder of the liquid inside with your free hand. “We’re not there yet.”

She’s not denying it. Seonghwa muses, leaning further back into his seat.

I wish we could know more about this topic, though. San pouts.

We will, Yunho hum. All in due time.

“Anyways, speaking of reading minds, how are you all not overwhelmed by everyone around us right now?” You quickly change the subject. “Are you able to block them out?”

“Yes,” Mingi nods in confirmation. “Quite easily.”

“Huh, neat.” You clearly look impressed as you nod along to his words. “How far does your telepathy, or whatever you want to call it, reach?”

“Our connection allows us to contact each other anywhere in the world at any time, even if we’re in contrasting domains.” Yeosang informs you.

“Connection?” You quirk a brow, clearly interested in this new revelation. “I know you all refer to yourselves as brothers, but something tells me that you’re not blood related.”

“You would be correct,” Hongjoong’s eyes shine as he looks at you, loving how keen your observations always are. “We’ve known each other practically our whole lives, so the bond we share is like brothers.”

“That’s really nice,” you smile softly. “That you have each other.”

“We’ve come close to killing one another a few times, though.” San’s voice is light, even if you know he’s being extremely serious right now.

“As do all siblings,” you laugh, recalling a few instances where your sister has gotten on the better half of your nerves. You’re sure if she was here, she’d say the exact same thing.

“It’s also very easy to tease one another,” Jongho grins, a knowing gleam in his eyes as he looks around the table.

“Now, that, I know,” you giggle again, and they all practically swoon. “Speaking of teasing, I’ve been curious since this morning,” each male tenses ever so slightly, already preparing for the worst, “you two,” you motion to both San beside you and Seonghwa across from you, “why the pink hair? Was it because I said I liked Sukuna?”

The way they both tense in their seats and avert their gazes slightly in answer enough, even if the eldest flat out tries to deny it in the next second.

“Mmhmm,” you hum knowingly, “sure.”

“It wasn’t!” San whines, shaking his head with a pout tugging at his lips. “But if you don’t like it, we can change the colour again.”

“Woah there, I never said I didn’t like it,” you raise a hand slightly to get him to pause, noticing how smug the two males look all of a sudden. “Only do it if it’s something you want to do. I like all of your hairstyles. You two,” you motion to Hongjoong and Wooyoung, “the change looks nice on you as well.”

“Really?” Wooyoung replies eagerly, eyes shining as he leans a little bit forwards in his seat. 

Even Hongjoong cannot suppress the shy smile that graces his features at the way you compliment him for the second time in under twenty-four hours.

“Of course,” you nod, eyes shining as you smile. “You all look nice.”

Soft hums echo around the table as each man’s chest rumbles in content. They cannot help but to feel proud for impressing you in this way, only adding onto the list of things that they’re grateful for happening with you today.

“Thank you, baby,” San grins, nudging your knee with his from beneath the table.

You softly nudge his knee back as you turn your attention to Hongjoong once more. “You still haven’t told me about the mind thing.”

“Ah, right.” To be fair, Hongjoong had a few other things on his mind, especially with the recent reminder of that specific kink you seem to have. Not to mention how you’ve just complimented his appearance, for the second day in a row. “Well, we could essentially attach our minds to yours. That way you’d just have to reach out and brush against one of our links to notify us if you were suddenly in danger, or if you felt threatened. Plus, it would give you an added layer of mental protection against anyone who dared to hurt you in such a way.”

“Which would still allow me to keep my privacy, and autonomy.” You observe, a slight impressed quirk to your lips as you nod your head. “How would it work?”

The feeling is odd, yet not unpleasant, as your void shifts in your mind. Slowly, it’s as if strings attach themselves to the edges of your lake, looking as if they are glowing behind a sort of soft mental fog. They are evenly spaced, encircling you on every side as you watch the water ripple where they’ve attached themselves to the edges of your mind. Additionally, each of these eight strings vary in colour, and somehow you immediately know whose is whose, even without the positioning of these strings in your mind echoing where each male sits around the table.

You don’t realize your eyes have closed until your lids flutter open to see them staring at you softly, each with an expectant look in their eyes.

“So, I just need to reach out to one of you through this, then. If I want or need to.” You observe casually.

“They’ve always been there,” Mingi admits, stabbing at his ice with his straw. “We’ve just now made them visible to you.”

“Since when?” Your brow quirks in pure curiosity, no malcontent in your voice.

They all share a look between them before turning to face you once more.

“Since the day you tried to jump off the balcony,” Mingi says, voice hushed as if he’s recalling the very memory right now. With the way his eyes gleam with that same hint of fear and pain, of which you saw when he caught you, you know that he is. “It was just a safety for us so that we could monitor your heavier emotions.”

“Ah,” you nod slightly in acknowledgement. “I see.”

“The mist is so that others can’t find them easily if they try and invade your mind.” Seonghwa adds, shifting the focus for the moment to cut the thick air that now settles over you all.

“Though, it would take someone almost as skilled as we are to get through to you,” Yunho tells you. “Or even block us out.”

“Or someone hellbent to invade your mind,” San casually says, sipping on his drink.

“Even then, if you can keep us out with something as basic as your mental void,” Jongho comments, drawing your gaze to him on your left, “you won’t have to worry about anyone else getting through.”

“I hope you’re right.” You grab at your drink once more. Then, after taking another sip, you add, “does this also work if I want to let just one of you into my mind?”

Yeosang nods. “If that is what you so wish.”

You hum contently, pursing your lips as you nod your head in understanding.

“What else would you like to know?” Wooyoung asks eagerly, the excitement from earlier rushing through his veins again, considering how well this whole conversation with you seems to be going. Not to mention the entire day.

“More about your powers, honestly.” You reply. “I think it’s incredibly cool how powerful you all are.” Then, as if you’ve decided against your better judgement, you add quietly, “not to mention insanely attractive.”

Pleased hums echo all around the table.

“Thank you, Petal.” Yunho smiles wide, eye crinkling at the sides as he absolutely revels in your praises, just as he knows his brothers are doing so right now.

“Do you even have limits? Can you fight with weapons, too, or do you rely solely on strength and your powers alone? Just how strong are all of you?” You lean forwards in your seat, interest clear on your features. Though, at the way they all share a look, you blink. “What?”

“We’re just surprised that you’re interested in what the more violent aspects of our lives are.” Jongho leans back in his seat, casually slinging his arm around the back of your chair. The way you subtly lean into him has a smirk dancing on his features, much to the discontent of his brothers who either pout or glare at him in response.

“I’m curious.” Comes your simple reply, shrugging your shoulders mildly. “I want to know what you’re all capable of.” At the way you notice a few of them blinking at you in surprise, you’re quirking a brow teasingly, “did you think I only liked Sukuna because he’s drawn nicely?”

“Why do you like Sukuna?” Seonghwa nearly spits out the name like poison on his lips.

“Now, we don’t have enough time to unpack all of that,” you reply with a soft chuckle, grin tugging onto your features. Then, your eyes widen slightly as if you’ve realized a few things in the past few seconds alone. In the next moment, you seemingly calm yourself down. “To put it simply, though…” you trail off, noticing how they all seem to lean in slightly in anticipation, despite most of them attempting to look disinterested. “He’s powerful, has a great voice actor in the anime, and I like his tattoos.”

“Not as powerful as us,” Mingi grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Which is why I’m asking,” you reply, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. At the few side-eyed glances they send your way, you’re letting out a small sigh. “Alright, fine. If I’m being honest, I’ve always had an affinity towards specific characters that are able to fit certain tropes I like.”

Immediately, they all notice the way you sit forward in your seat, almost curling in on yourself as you avert your gaze to your lap in embarrassment. You seem to be nervously playing with your fingers as well - a sight only one of them has truly experienced before.

“What types of tropes?” Yeosang’s voice is soft as he attempts to coax you to look at them all once more.

“I’m a little embarrassed to say.” You mumble, heat rising to your cheeks as you keep your head down.

“My Love, please never feel embarrassed for your desires,” Hongjoong speaks after so long remaining silent.

“Believe me, that’s not the main reason why I’m embarrassed right now.” You smile tensely, a nervous pull to your lips.

They all share another look between each other, all quirking their brows.

Then, you’re letting out a breath to steel your nerves. “I’ve always had an affinity towards characters that could fit tropes like ‘touch them and I’ll kill you’-“ Seonghwa’s actions from earlier briefly flash through your mind and you glance upwards for a split second to see the way he seems to straighten in his spot, “but also, the ‘I hate everybody but you’ trope.”

You squeeze your eyes shut, lowering yourself to rest your forehead on the table in front of you as embarrassment floods your veins. You’ve just essentially admitted to liking what you’ve come to realize are a huge part of their personalities, and from the way you can hear pleased growls echoing lowly around the table, you know that they’ve realized it, too.

You let out a small groan, “please forget I said anything.”

“Why are you ashamed of wanting to feel special?” Wooyoung’s voice manages to pull you out of your shell, head lifting tentatively to look in his direction.

“I guess that’s really what it boils down to, huh?” You let out a puff of air, shifting so that your arms are now crossed beneath your head for support as you continue to lean against the table. “Being that one person someone would do anything and everything for.”

A spark of recognition flashes through your eyes, causing you to hide your face in your arms, feeling as if you’re about to spontaneously combust with how your whole body heats from embarrassment. Of course, it doesn’t help that you feel eight gentle caresses against your void in that very moment in time.

“So,” your voice is small, almost meek as you mumble into the crook of your elbow, “your powers?”

Cautiously, you peek up from your arm to see all eight of them looking at you fondly, a certain smugness shining within their eyes as their lips quirk upwards in the corners. You exhale a loud puff of air through your nose, a pout tugging at your own lips still hidden by your arms.

“Well, Yunho’s already told you about our abilities,” Mingi says, the first to break the tension, of which you could not be more grateful for.

“Yeah, and they’re fucking incredible!” Immediately, you’re perking up, head raising as excitement courses through your veins. “You’re telling me you two-“ you meet his gaze briefly before shifting your eyes to San, “can control the four elements like the avatar? That’s cool as fuck.”

Oh, how each of the other six want to wipe those shit-eating grins right off of both Mingi’s and San’s faces as your say that. Why can’t you talk about their abilities like that first?

“If we weren’t in public, I’d demonstrate for you,” San smirks, eyes hooded as he leans back in his chair proudly.

“Can you also do everything benders can do in Avatar?” You ask eagerly. “Like with blood and stuff?”

“It’s a liquid, isn’t it?” San quirks a brow at you smugly.

“So, you could literally rip someone’s air out of their lungs if you wanted to.” It’s not so much a question, but a statement.

“Quite literally,” Mingi nods, grinning from ear to ear, “yes.”

“Well, aren’t you a little bundle of violence today?” Wooyoung jokes, a teasing lilt to his voice as a pleasant shiver runs up his spine.

“Oh, always.” The grin that stretches across your lips is nothing short of maniacal. A fact of which sends shivers racing down each one of their spines instantly, thoughts overcome by the implication behind your words. “But no, I’m just curious,” you meet his stare with a raised brow, as if challenging his gaze. “Speaking of, I hear you can shift into any creature imaginable.” You look from Wooyoung to Jongho. “Any limits?”

“None that we haven’t been able to overcome throughout the years,” Wooyoung replies smugly, tongue dragging along his suddenly razor sharp top row of teeth as he smirks.

“So, fictional creatures aren’t off of the table?” You tilt your head in inquiry.

“Did you have something in mind?” Jongho grins, a little too eagerly.

“Perhaps.” You look between them, a Cheshire grin stretching across your features which only causes their hearts to race from the way you’re now looking at them. “When you shift, is it a full body transformation, or can you also shift only certain parts of yourself?”

“We can do both.” Jongho confirms.

“Certainly helps in the middle of battle to suddenly have the claws of a griffin, or the tail of a stegosaurus.” Wooyoung adds, nonchalantly.

Immediately, your hand practically slams itself on top of the table, the excitement practically pouring off of you in waves. “You can transform into dinosaurs?”

“Like we said,” Jongho grins at your enthusiasm, “anything and everything you could imagine.”

“And here I was thinking dragons or wyverns were going to be the coolest things you could transform into.” You mutter, eyes wide as you shake your head in disbelief.

“If you ever want us to shift into something for you, all you need to do is ask.” Jongho mentions casually, much to the discontent of his brothers. Well, all except one.

“Noted.” You nod, clearly impressed. Then, you’re shifting your attention to one of the males directly across from you. “How does your control over animals work?” You spare a glance at Yeosang. “Is it like a control over their bodies, or you can manipulate their thoughts into doing what you want them to?”

“A little bit of both,” Yeosang responds. “Honestly, it’s become like second nature to us now, but we can control different animals to tame them, or simply borrow their prowess for battles.”

“Are different animals easier to control than others?” You ask, looking between the two males.

“Some are, and some aren’t. It just depends on their nature.” Seonghwa admits. “Though it’s been a while since we’ve had difficulty taming one.”

“Any type of animal?” You quirk a brow.

“Any type of animal.” Yeosang nods in confirmation, glancing briefly at Yunho across the table as if the male has just said something to him in his mind. “Even dragons.”

“Okay, one of you is taking me to see dragons at some point in time,” you raise your one hand, using a finger to point at each of them that sits around the table.

Wooyoung receives a harsh kick beneath the table from Yeosang before the younger can even think about voicing his thoughts about simply shifting into one for you instead.

“Whatever you want, Dearest,” Yeosang smiles, his heart warming at the eagerness in your tone.

Only, in the next moment, your expression is dropping. Horror paints your features as you come to the realization about something. 

“If there are giant spiders in this word, I do not want to know. And I’m not talking about huntsman spiders or whatever those types of giant ones are. I’m talking, like, Shelob type spiders.” A shudder of disgust runs down your back. “Bleh. No, thank you.”

Seonghwa’s eyebrows quirk upwards in amusement.

“Actually, keep any and all other spiders away from me, too.” You shake your head. “And any giant centipedes.”

Hongjoong chuckles. “Of course, My Love.”

Another shudder runs down your spine as you shake your head once more, clearing your thoughts of the mental image of such creatures. In the next moment, you’re meeting Hongjoong’s gaze from across the table.

“So, you two,” you briefly glance towards Yunho, “can control the weather.”

San lets out a small snort of laughter at such a basic statement.

“At the most basic level, that’s what it could be interpreted as, yes.” Hongjoong nods.

“Any type of extreme natural element you could think of, or catastrophic natural event, we have control over.” Yunho explains.

“Elaborate.” Your eyes narrow slightly, recalling the way he instantly created a storm out of nothing that one day he took you to that clearing.

“We can cause severe natural disasters in the blink of an eye without a second thought,” Hongjoong says, sipping at his drink before beginning to chew on the end of his straw.

“Volcanoes, storms, hurricanes, tsunamis, earthquakes: you name it.” Yunho nods along with his Captain.

“So, different than the two Roku’s over here.” You motion briefly to both San and Mingi.

“Sadly, we can not control magma,” San sighs, a hint of disappointment in his tone.

“Or create storms like they can,” Mingi adds, leaning forward to rest his chin on his open palm.

“But all four of you can manipulate some forms of the same elements?” You inquire, brow furrowed slightly in confusion.

“To a certain extent,” Hongjoong shrugs, a bit nonchalantly. “Like lightning.”

“Though, they have an easier time doing it than we do,” Mingi admits with a bit of a wistful sigh.

“Ah,” your eyebrows raise in understanding, “I see.”

“It’s like how the four of us can all understand animals,” Jongho tells you, “but only Yeosang and Seonghwa can get them to listen to them, even if they’re not necessarily controlling them.”

“You guys can also understand animals?” Your lips part in awe. “That’s amazing!”

“Thank you, Dearest,” Yeosang matches your happy expression with one of his own, lips pulling into a smile as he meets your gaze.

A small silence settles around the nine of you as you take another sip of your drink, seemingly getting lost in your thoughts as your eyes stare at the table before you blankly. A fact which just makes them all curious to know where your mind has went for the moment.

“Where’d you go?” Wooyoung teases, voice light as he manages to pull you out of your thoughts and back to the reality in front of you.

You blink a few times, settling your drink back onto the table. Your lips tug upwards almost teasingly, a lilt to your words, “next time, lead with this stuff. Like I said before, it’s insanely attractive.”

Low growls of content echo all around the table, each male looking exceptionally pleased with themselves for the moment. The fact that such an intrinsic detail of who they are can attract you to them makes them smug beyond belief. If only they knew this sooner.

“What else do you find extremely attractive?” San is the first to voice all their thoughts, looking at you through hooded eyes as you sit beside him.

You take a moment to consider if you want to respond or not, but after a moment, you think ‘to hell with it’ and lean back comfortably in your seat. Your own gaze is calculating as you look around at the eight men around you.

“Intelligence.” You respond, tilting your chin ever so slightly in the air as your sharp eyes practically pierce their very souls. “Kindness, humour, consideration,” you list off, “but more than all of that,” something within your eyes flashes in the next moment, causing each male to hold their breaths in anticipation, “passion.”

You can see the way your words affect them, given how theirs chests rise and fall dramatically, dark gazes fixed on you. You can feel Jongho shift beside you, his arm that is still slung casually around the back of your chair tensing the slightest bit as he, along with the others, attempt to control themselves for the time being.

You want kindness? Intelligence? Passion? Anything you could ever desire they are more than ready and willing to give to you. At any time, each male is more than eager to please you in any and every way they know how, and now that they know what you like, they are more than happy to comply to your wishes.

They will show you a kindness that no one has ever given to you before, reserved for you and only you. A kindness that will never have anyone questioning their love, their loyalty for you.

If you desire, they will spend hours talking with you about the cosmos. About how the world has changed through the ages, and what they saw when they witnessed such things. They will share their knowledge with you, stimulating you in every way they know how to supply your mind with the most interesting and thoughtful topics they can. After all, they are always ready to both provide for and impress you in every and any way they can.

Most importantly of all, though, they are more than ready and willing to drown you in the fires of their passions, which blaze brightly for you and only you. Anything you want. Anything you need. They will provide, willingly and happily. With every word, through every action, they want you to feel their desire for you burning within them. For you to understand that you are the only one for them, and they are the only one for you. 

No one else has made them feel this way. No one else will ever make them feel this way. All that they are, all that they will be, belongs to you. Always and forever, you.

A passion of which they will surround you in, making sure that you never question their desire - their devotion - to you ever again.

“Thank you for your honesty.” It’s the eldest who’s repeating your own words from earlier back to you, that all too familiar blackness swirling within his eyes as he swallows the sudden dryness in his throat.

You raise your drink acknowledgment in his direction before bringing the straw to your lips once more.

“If you want to know something,” you begin to say, placing your drink back onto the table in front of you, “just ask.”

Wooyoung goes to open his mouth, only for a loud ouch to escape him in the next moment, having been both kicked once more by Yeosang beneath the table, and elbowed quite harshly by Yunho in the ribs beside him.

Your brows quirk upwards expectantly, yet none of them let on as to what’s just occurred.

We’re not asking her that. She’s already told us that it’s a topic for a later time. Mingi frowns at the male directly across from him.

Like you guys don’t want to know, too. Wooyoung pouts, crossing his arms as he begins to sulk.

You have no idea how badly I want to know, but there’s a time and place for everything. Hongjoong’s eyes flash as he flicks his gaze over to the younger for a brief moment.

Fine. Wooyoung grumbles. You’re right.

“So,” your voice is drawing their attention to you once more, fondness shining in their eyes at the fact that you still want to know more about them, “you still haven’t answered my question about weapons, and if you’re all skilled at any.”

“We all have specific skill sets that we’ve honed and perfected over the years as our own,” Seonghwa confirms, stretching his legs out beneath the table in order to cross his ankles over one another.

“Which are?” You lean forwards eagerly.

“Jongho is incredible with axes,” Mingi comments. “Battle axes, hatchets, you name it.”

“So, don’t challenge him to an axe throwing competition, got it.” You grin, turning your awe filled gaze onto the youngest beside you whom you notice has a small tint of red creeping up his neck from the praise.

“Yeosang is the archer,” Yunho says, sipping on the final dregs of his drink. “Can hit a bird blindfolded from over one-hundred and fifty feet away.”

“Wow,” your lips part in a gasp, eyes sparkling as your gaze is now fixed on the blond haired male to your right. “I’ve always liked archery, ever since I was small.”

“I’ll teach you sometime,” the words are out of his mouth before any of his brothers can stop him.

“I’d love that.” Your smile is instantaneous, the excitement clear in your voice.

Oh, if only you knew how jealous that one simple phrase has made the other seven males around the table. Why can’t you be as excited about them right now? Why can’t you look at them like that?

Yeosang smiles back, heart fluttering erratically in his chest as he is consumed by your awe-filled gaze looking at him right now. Not even the loud complaining of his brothers in his mind could pull him off of cloud nine.

“Wooyoung is the master of poisons.” San adds with a loud clearing of his throat, drawing your attention to the split-dyed male to your left. A shiver runs down your spine as you feel San lean into you, the ghost of his breath tickling your neck right below your ear. “Also, a master of seduction.”

Your spine straightens, noting the way Wooyoung’s gaze has darkened while keeping his eyes fixed on you. He licks his lips, smirk tugging at the corner in the next second as a sense of smugness settles over him.

“Poisons, you say?” Your eyebrow twitches upwards, a dangerous gleam beginning to shine in your eyes.

“I can’t count the amount I’ve created in the past year alone,” it’s not quite a boast, but you can still hear the way pride laces his tone.

“Dangerous and cunning,” you grin wolfishly, and the expression has a shiver of pleasure running down his spine. “I like it.”

If Wooyoung could roar in happiness, he would. Nothing could have prepared him for your reaction. The way you gaze at him, with that hooded expression, has him shifting in his seat, biting at the inside of his lip to suppress the moan that wants to escape him. In the back of his mind, he begins to wonder if it’s truly him that is the master of seduction, and not you.

It’s Seonghwa’s voice that draws your attention next, somewhat pointed with a hint of bitterness lingering on his tongue as he sits with his arms crossed over his chest. “San is good with spears and poles.”

“Seduction? Poles?” Your quirk a brow in amusement. “You guys are doing wonders to combat the stripper allegations right now.”

Mingi nearly spits out his drink, coughing in the next second as Yeosang pats his back comfortingly. You begin to feel Jongho chuckling from beside you at the wide-eyed looks on his brother’s faces across from him.

“If you want us to strip so badly for you, Darling,” this time, it’s the youngest who leans in to whisper into your ear. “All you have to do is ask.”

Immediately, your spine straightens once more, a heat rushing to your cheeks as you clear your throat. “Moving on.”

San’s eyes flash at the eldest across from him.

“You make it sound so trivial, brother,” San scoffs, discontent on his features. “I’m more than good.”

“You know,” you turn to him, resting an elbow on the table as you prop up your head with your hand, “it’s surprisingly very fitting.”

“What? San as a stripper?” Mingi’s brow furrows in confusion.

“I meant his weapon of choice being a spear,” you clarify, a chuckle escaping you as you shoot a playfully pointed look at Mingi. Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice the tips of San’s ears turning red.

“Spears aren’t all I’m good at using,” his voice is low, and you do not fail to pick up on the suggestive undertones of his words.

Only, you’re not biting.

“Yes, we know you’re good with poles,” you tease. “Really, if you want to be a stripper so badly, I’m not going to judge you. I think it’s a very credible occupation to have.”

“They are always on the grind,” Wooyoung adds, joining in on the fun with a devious grin stretching across his features.

“Working around the clock,” it’s Yeosang who says it, and it catches you so off guard that you can’t help but burst out laughing.

“Okay,” your face reflects the joy you’re feeling at the moment, causing the blond male to absolutely swoon both from knowing he was the cause of your laughter, and this beautiful expression to pull at your features, “that was good.”

“Come on, guys,” Jongho leans forward slightly, a wolfish grin tugging onto his own lips, “it’s not that hard to leave him alone. Let him finish.”

Immediately, the hand that is supporting your head on the table moves to cover the lower half of your face as you eyes slip closed. You cannot help it, for in the next moment, your shoulders start shaking in laughter, even as you attempt to control yourself for the time being. The fact that you can hear Wooyoung’s, Yunho’s, and Mingi’s boisterous laughter isn’t helping, either.

“It’s not funny,” San grumbles, pout tugging at his lips as he crosses his arms in front of his chest, slumping down in his chair.

“Like I said,” you grin, shifting your hand back to supporting the side of your head as you turn your attention back onto the male beside you. “It’s so easy to tease you guys.”

San’s pout deepens at hearing the few chuckles his brothers let out from around the table, his eyebrows drooping as he look back at you.

“Are tridents including in your arsenal of choice?” You ask, the curious gleam in your eyes enough to lessen his pout for the moment.

“Of course,” his lip twitches upwards in the corner.

“Sick.” You nod. “Tridents are cool as fuck.”

Immediately, a vibrant smile paints his lips, eyes crinkling in joy. “Thank you, baby.”

You smile back at him, turning back to the rest of the men sitting at the table with their attention on you. You seem to be making a lot of progress with San today. A fact in which makes the other seven tremendously jealous, fires blazing within their souls and causing snarls to build in their chests. So badly do they want that to be them.

For the second time that day, you attempt to reach out yourself with your mind. Though this time, you follow the direction of that soft pink string tethered to the edge of your void. The one you just know belongs to the man with the bright pink hair sitting beside you.

As soon as he feels you brushing up against his mind, he clings onto that feeling like never before. A shiver runs down his spine as he looks to you out of the corner of his eyes, noting the way you seem to be keeping that mental connection with him open for the moment. Him, and only him. San smirks.

Just us? Your voice, tentative and a bit wary resonates in his mind, free of the prying thoughts of his brothers.

Just us, baby. He confirms, anticipation clawing at his chest at the significance of this moment right here with you. In the back of his mind, he begins to wonder what you want to say to him that you can’t say in front of his brothers. Or perhaps, you don’t want his brothers to know.

Perfect. You respond, and he can hear the way you hum in content. A brief pause in which your eyes are flitting to his as you continue to face front before a smirk daces onto your lips. My Aquaman.

The snarl that tears from San’s throat is unlike anything that you’ve heard before. It’s so loud, that a few heads turn from the surrounding tables, looking around for the sudden sound. Somewhere in the background, you vaguely hear someone muttering about a dog being set loose in the mall again. That is, until your mind is consumed by San’s all too vivid thoughts purposely projecting themselves into your mind.

In the blink of an eye, you see him hovering above you, his lips swollen as if he’s been doing nothing but kiss you like his life depends on it. Then, a shiver is running down your spine as he slides his one hand over your bare pussy, fingers dipping through your folds as he moans.

So wet for me. You hear him groan in this vision of yours, and you watch as this image of him brings his fingers to his lips, sucking at your essence eagerly. 

In the next moment, he’s pushing you down onto the surface of the table you seem to be sitting on top of while parting your legs so that he can sink to his knees between them. He locks eyes with you, and the darkness you see swirling there has your breath hitching in both the vision, and in reality.

Let me swim in your ocean, baby girl. He grins, licking his lips. I want to drown in you.

Just as you see him begin to lean into you, you slam your void down in your mind, blocking him out once more.

You don’t know who’s panting more: you or him. What you do know, is that all eight pairs of eyes are on you, watching your every movement carefully.

San’s lips are parted as he continues to stare at you with hooded eyes. Again, he can practically taste you on his tongue, mouth salivating at the fact that he was able to share such a vivid desire of his with you. The fact that you didn’t immediate pull away, or close your void instantly on him makes him all the more smug in this moment right now. At least none of his brothers can say that they’ve done that.

You swallow thickly, attempting to control your racing heart for the time being as they all continue staring at you with dark eyes. Something tells you that you’re not the only one affected in the exact same ways by this turn of events, especially as you faintly see their chests heaving with silent breaths with each inhale they take.

What did you do? Seonghwa’s voice demands of the younger demon as his eyes pierce San’s own from across the table.

Something I’ve only ever dreamed of before. San replies smugly, that same damn grin tugging at his features.

Seonghwa nearly lets out a snarl in warning at the younger until Hongjoong is shooting them both a sharp look.

Control yourselves. Hongjoong snaps. The both of you.

To be far, the eldest isn’t the only one willing to rip San’s tongue out right now. Yunho rumbles, eyes livid and calling for blood at the glimpses of the vision that had just been projected into your mind.

I’m not happy about it either, but we were having such a lovely day out with our girl. Mingi voices. Let’s not ruin it now.

I’m with Mingi on this one. Wooyoung adds, exhaling a long sigh through his nose.

We’ll have to get used to this sooner or later. Yeosang reminds them all, leaning back in his chair as he runs his fingers through his hair.

Let’s just continue the conversation, now, shall we? Hongjoong shoots each of them a stern look, eyes narrowed in discontent.

With the clearing of his throat, Jongho speaks once more, breaking the tension that had arisen between the nine of you. “Mingi is a dual wielder.”

“Oh, cool!” Immediately, the tension drops from your shoulders as you turn to the male on your right. “What type of blades?”

“Curved blades or katanas, it really just depends on my mood.” Mingi shrugs nonchalantly, a large smile painting his features at the way your excited expression returns to your features.

“What type of curved blade? Like a scimitar or…?” You trail off with your inquiry, looking at him expectantly with wide eyes.

“Again, depends on my mood.” Mingi shrugs. “Though my favourites are my two shorter blades curved like human spines.”

You blink, caught off guard by his admission. “Like spines?”

“You dumbass. Just say they curve like an ’S’,” Jongho rolls his eyes, and if he could kick his elder brother from beneath the table, he would.

“Same thing,” Mingi waves him off, much to the younger’s discontent, the two making faces at the other soon afterwards and causing you to chuckle from their antics.

“Speaking of those of us that use swords,” Yeosang begins. “Seonghwa is a master when it comes to every type of sword there is, but especially the broad sword.”

For a brief moment, you recall how he reacted when you were talking about that bejewelled sword in David’s shop.

Your eyes, widen slightly in realization. So, that’s why he reacted the way he did. A small heat rises to your cheeks, recalling the admission your best friend also let slip while you were in there. As soon as you meet Seonghwa’s gaze from across the table, your breath hitches, and you just know he’s thinking about it, too.

“Fuck,” the curse is out of your mouth before you can stop yourself, nothing more than a breathless exclamation on your lips.

The smirk that tugs onto Seonghwa’s features is deadly, a sense of pride washing over him as he takes in your unfiltered reaction now. Oh, so badly does he wish he could let the roar of happiness that builds in his chest out, allowing the sound to echo around the building and ring in his ears, serving as a reminder to him that this moment here in time is indeed real.

You clear your throat, “that’s really impressive.”

Seonghwa’s features shift into a genuine smile, the pride continuing to swell in his chest and spread outwards until it’s practically warming the very tips of his fingers. So badly does he just want to reach out and pull you into his arms, sharing in this moment with you together as one, but he cannot. At least, not yet.

“I’ll show you my collection some time,” he voices, much to Hongjoong’s displeasure.

A certain Captain of theirs wanted the pleasure of offering you to see his blade collection first. Hongjoong wants nothing more than to share in that intimacy together, but looks like fate has other plans.

“I’d really like that,” you grin excitedly, eyes twinkling at the thought of getting to see more blades.

Before he can lose his nerve, Hongjoong adds, “we can all show you our weapon’s collections, if you’d like.”

“Hell yes!” Your reply is immediate, the eagerness rolling off of your in waves. “You’d all really let me see them?”

“Of course,” Mingi mirrors your expression of joy, wide smile and all.

“Yay!” You grin, the giddiness clear in the way you wiggle slightly in your seat. Then, your gaze is shifting between both Hongjoong and Yunho. “What about you two?”

“Well, Yunho is the best of us mentally,” Wooyoung wraps his arm around the taller man’s shoulders, giving him an affectionate squeeze in the next moment. “His capabilities are unmatched.”

“That is…” you search for the proper words, “also very fitting.” Then, your lips are pursing in interest. “You ever make anyone’s head explode?”

“Quite often,” he admits with a nod, shrugging Wooyoung off of him in the next moment. “Though, shredding through someone’s mind is much more satisfying.”

“Sounds like fun,” you acknowledge with a few nods.

They all blink at you in mild shock, clearly not expecting this type of response.

“What?” You raise a hand in the air slightly. “I’ve thought about a lot more than just dismemberment before.”

“I think you’ll fit right in with us just fine,” Wooyoung grins, along with San, Seonghwa, and even Hongjoong cannot suppress the smirk that pulls at his lips.

“Perhaps,” you hum, giving him a once over which has a pleasant shiver running down his spine. In the blink of an eye, you’re turning your attention to the blue haired man in front of you. “What about you, Captain?”

Hongjoong nearly lets a moan escape past his lips as he hears you call him that for the first time, his whole body twitching eagerly in response. He shifts in his seat, swallowing the sudden dryness in his throat as he stares back at you with an equally dark gaze.

“My specialty is small knives,” his voice is low, rough with the rawness of his desire which he’s barely holding back at this very moment as he meets your hooded eyes. “Particularly daggers.”

Your breath hitches in your throat, momentarily forgetting how to breathe as you stare, transfixed, at the male before you. In an instant, your heart begins racing in your chest, your spine straightening as you sit still as a stone in your seat.

“Daggers.” You repeat, voice somewhat airy.

“Never misses a target, either,” San leans in to whisper in your ear, yet you don’t even react, much to the younger male’s disappointment.

You swallow thickly, blinking a few times as if to pull yourself out of the daze you’re in. Then, a smirk pulls at your features as you recall his own reaction to learning about that specific item in David’s shop.

“Not going to lie,” you don’t bother to look away from Hongjoong as you speak, noticing how he hangs onto your every word with bated breath. “That’s incredibly attractive.”

This time, it’s Hongjoong that cannot suppress the snarl that tears from his throat, causing even more heads to turn at the sudden sound. You vaguely hear that same person complaining about a wild dog being let into the mall again before you feel a familiar brushing against your mind.

Focussing in on the red string that’s practically humming in movement, you open your mind to him for the time being. You don’t even need to ask this time to know that it’s just the two of you.

Daggers. Huh, My Love? He quirks a brow at you, lips curling smugly over pointed teeth. If I’d have know it was this easy to seduce you, I would have told you sooner.

You quirk a brow in response, and in a flash, Hongjoong is privy to your all too vivid thoughts, nearly drawing another moan from the male’s lips.

There he is, kneeling on the ground before you as you tilt his chin upwards to look at you using what he can only assume is the dagger you were so fond of from that jewellery shop. The way you envision gazing down at him, eyes hooded and dark as you practically emanate dominance over him has his cock twitching beneath his jeans.

Now, Captain… he hears your voice drawl throughout his head, the mental image of you speaking in perfect time with the words that resonate through his head. Who’s seducing who?

Hongjoong’s breathing deepens, lips parting as he watches you quirk a brow at him from across the table. All too soon, you’re closing yourself off to him once more, the vision fading before his very eyes as he attempts to cling onto whatever last remnants that he can.

That is most certainly being added to his collection later tonight.

You clear your throat in the next moment, pushing your chair back and standing back to your feet, much to Jongho’s displeasure. You simply chuckle at him as you hear him grumbling under his breath about how he wanted to sit with you longer.

“Well, I still have a few more things to get,” you say, stretching your arms out in front of you while cracking your neck, hearing a few satisfying cracks come of it. “Shall we?”

Instantly, all eight men are back on their feet. Save for Hongjoong who takes slightly longer than the rest, subtly adjusting himself before standing back up. 

You smile, glancing around at all of them as they grab all of your bags once more.

“Where to next?” It’s Wooyoung who asks, immediately stepping up to your side as you go to throw your empty drink cup out with them all following close behind.

“There’s a shop I have in mind, so just follow me.” You reply, tossing the cup in the trash as you pass by, noticing them all do the same.

Soon, you’ve led them all to the music store, albums lining the space on different displays showcasing the various genres scattered throughout the area. Immediately, you find your way to one section in particular, scanning over the titles to see if they have any of the recent comebacks you’ve missed.

You begin to chuckle like a maniac, “excellent.”

“What?” Jongho grumbles, pout tugging at his lips as he sees you excitedly pull a few albums off of the shelf.

“They’ve got all of my favourite group’s recent comebacks.” You wiggle your brows at him in excitement, holding the pile of albums in your arms quite tightly to your chest.

“Come on, let’s go pay,” Seonghwa practically drags you to the front once you begin to make your way to the cash line.

Really, they all can’t wait to get out of this store. Yes, they do all love seeing you happy. However, when that happiness is caused by other men, men of which they know you have desired at some point or other in your life, they cannot help but get jealous. They hate not being some of the only recipients of your affection.

Reaching the cash desk, you place the albums on top of the counter for the worker to begin scanning. You can tell that she’s a fan of some of the groups you’ve selected from the way her eyes light up as she begins to go through each item.

“Are you a Stay?” She asks excitedly, hitting a few keys on the register as she begins bagging your albums.

“Oh, one-hundred percent!” You reply happily. “Are you?”

“Definitely. I still can’t get over this comeback.” She replies, and you nod along with her eagerly. “The unit songs killed me.”

“Oh, yeah? Who’s your bias?” You inquire, a gleam in your eyes.

“I absolutely adore Bang Chan, I think he’s one of the best leaders out there right now.” She tells you, marking off the albums that are being sold in a separate notebook for inventory purposes. “Though, Han and I.N. give me way too much trouble.”

“I get that! Almost all of my friends also bias Chan.” You nod along with her. “They’re all great guys, though.”

You can practically feel Seonghwa bristling beside you, so you nudge him subtly with your arm.

“Who’s your bias?” She asks, eyes wide and shining in excitement.

“Hmm, good question.” You hum, purposely bringing a finger up to tap at your chin. “Sometimes, it’s Changbin. Other times it’s Minho. Yet, I can’t help but get wrecked by both Hyunjin and Felix, but they’re all great, really! ”

“Oh, don’t even get me started on Felix’s voice.” She practically melts in her spot, fake swooning as you share a laugh. “Then you must be absolutely wrecked by dance-racha’s unit song.”

“You have no idea.” You breathe out, and you can practically feel a specific pair of eyes boring into your back from outside of the store. You don’t even have to look to know exactly who it is.

In the next moment, she’s telling you your total, and instinctually, you go to reach for your wallet. Only, Seonghwa already has his card out and ready.

“You’re such a gentleman!” She comments. “I wish my significant other would pay for my albums.”

“Oh, he’s not-“ you don’t even get a chance to protest before he cuts you off with a chuckle.

At her praise, Seonghwa practically lights up, a smugness pulling onto his features as he grins. “As long as she’s happy, that’s all that matters.”

“Oh, you guys are so cute together!” She adds, placing the receipt in the bag before handing it to you from over the counter.

Just as you go to reach for it, Seonghwa beats you to it, only causing the girl to shoot you a subtle knowing look from behind the register.

“Enjoy your albums, I hope you pull your bias!” She cheers, sending you off with a wave. “You two have a lovely day.”

“Thank you,” you give a polite wave back, smiling at her as you both leave the shop.

Stepping outside the store, you walk back over to the other seven waiting in the hallway. All wear looks of discontent on their faces at hearing you praise those idols so openly.

“Dance-racha, huh?” Wooyoung isn’t subtle, leaning into you as you begin to make your way down the hall once more.

“Yes? What about them?” You reply casually.

“You like them.” Yeosang observes, somewhat bitterly.

“I enjoy them, yes.” You confirm with a slight nod of your head.

“And this new song of theirs.” Hongjoong states, glancing at you out of the corner of his eyes.

“I do, indeed.” You breathe, mind already providing the chorus of their newest song, Taste, for you as you smirk to yourself.

Only, before any of them can say anything else, an excited gasp is escaping your lips as you run over to one of the shop windows.

“Guys, look!” You point inside. “Kittens!”

Literally, how can they stay bitter and petty when you’re looking at them with such wide eyes filled with adoration and excitement. So, of course, when you enter the store, Yeosang, Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Mingi, and Yunho all follow you inside. Jongho, San, and Wooyoung are all in charge of bag duty for the moment, but from the way you see them conversing between each other quite eagerly, you don’t think they mind.

Sure enough, when you enter the shop, you’re able to get a closer look at the litter of kittens playing in the front display. 

You begin cooing at the sight, talking to the animals softly as all five males watch you with fond gazes. Even Jongho, San and Wooyoung get a front row seat to how adorable you look making faces at the kittens through the large window. All eight men cannot help but to smile.

Yeosang takes this opportunity to step up beside you, wiggling a finger in front of the glass as a pure black kitten with golden eyes stares transfixed at him. Then, as if reading your mind, it turns to look at you with it’s big, golden orbs, letting out a little mewl in the next second.

“I think Kuroo likes you,” suddenly, a lady is beside you on your opposite side. 

You assume she must be the shop owner, for she wears an apron with the store’s logo on it, a kind smile on her face.

“Kuroo?” Your eyes flash in recognition of the name. “The black cat with the golden eye’s name is Kuroo?”

“Yes,” she chuckles. “My daughter is a big fan of that one sport’s anime, and I let her name a few of the kittens.”

“That’s adorable!” Your lips part in awe as you turn back to the kitten in question, noticing Yeosang staring at you fondly as you do so. “He’s so cute!”

“Would you like to hold him?” She asks, already moving to unlock the little display to grab him out of the case.

“May I?” You ask, excitedly.

“Of course, sweetie,” she smiles, already reaching inside to pull the cat out and place him gently in your arms.

“Oh, aren’t you just the handsomest little thing,” you coo, scratching at his head as he nuzzles into you. “Guys, look!” You turn to the five other males standing off to the side. “Isn’t he adorable?”

Your excitement rubs off on them, all of them not being able to control how lovingly they’re staring at you right now as you continue to coo little things at the kitten held in your arms. If they could freeze this moment right here in time with you, they would. Sadly, that ability is not an aspect of their powers.

The longer you stare at this cat with it’s wide eyed gaze looking back at you, the more you realize that you feel like you’ve seen this exact same expression somewhere before. You blink, shifting your gaze across the store to the back of the tall male with the soft pink hair who is now currently looking at some rabbits on display.

“What are you thinking?” Yeosang notices you continuously glancing down at the cat and back up at the eldest in time.

“Call me crazy, but,” you lean in to whisper, adjusting the kitten in your grip until you’re holding it in the air at eye level, it’s round eyes blinking back at you. “Hey, Seonghwa?”

Said male turns to look at you with the same exact wide-eyed expression that the kitten wears, and you can hear Yeosang let out a chuckle beside you.

“Spot the difference.” You mutter, and he snorts out a laugh. “There is none."

“The resemblance is uncanny.” He adds in a low voice, and you laugh in response.

“These games are getting damn near impossible these days.” You chuckle once more, noticing how the eldest pouts from across the store before turning back around. A soft mewl from your hands has your attention back onto the kitten in front of you, bringing him back to rest against your chest. “What’s the matter, little Tetsurou? Are you sleepy?”

The kitten yawns in response, stretching as much as he can in your arms before his eyes are fluttering shut.

“Oh, big yawn!” You coo, softly petting his head as he curls into you.

Yeosang cannot help but to smile as he steps closer, hand practically brushing against yours as he softly pets the kitten in your arms.

“Do you want him?” He asks gently, eyes glancing upwards from the kitten in your arms to meet your gaze.

“Oh, uh,” you blink, not actually having thought this far ahead. “No.” You shake your head. “No, that’s okay.”

Even though you send him a smile, Yeosang isn’t all that reassured.

Two minutes later and you’ve given the kitten back to the lady with a small thank you and a smile on your lips. She waves you off politely, telling you to come back if you change your mind.

You get a few paces down the hallway before you’re speaking once more. “Okay, there’s really only one more place I need to check out before we can go back home.” 

Each male does not fail to notice how you’ve finally referred to your shared place as your home. Soft smiles tug at their features as they gaze at you with nothing but adoration in their eyes, hearts warming in their chests at that simple fact alone.

“But first,” you stop in front of a separate hallway that leads off to the side. “I’ll be right back.”

In the blink of an eye, you’re scurrying off to the washrooms.

In no time at all, you’re in front of the sink, simply washing your hands when you hear a squeal from behind you. Figuring it’s someone else, you nearly shriek when you feel someone wrap their arms around you from behind, an excited call of your name falling from their lips.

Your eyes widen. You’d recognize that voice anywhere.

“Reina!” A large smile is painted on your features as you turn around in her arms to return her hug just as tightly as she’s squeezing you right now. “Oh my god, how are you? I’ve missed you so much, I haven’t seen you in forever!”

“I know!” She replies, just as enthusiastically. “I’m great! So glad I could run into you today, honestly.”

“It must be fate,” you chuckle.

“What are you doing right now? Are you busy?” She inquires. “I’m meeting my girlfriend in an hour, but I’d love to be able to catch up with you.”

“Girlfriend?” You shoot her an eager look.

“We have so much to catch up on, you don’t even know.” She replies with a wink.

“I’d love that!” You exclaim, nodding eagerly. “I’ll wait for you, then.”

“Great! Amazing! Cool!” She cheers. “I’ll be as quick as I can!”

“Take your time,” you smile at her as she hurriedly enters a stall before you.

Moving off to the side to pull out your phone for the moment, you open your void to the eight males still waiting for you in the hallway.

You’ll never guess who I just ran into. Your ecstatic voice resounds in all of their heads.

Who, My Love? It’s Hongjoong that responds first.

Reina! I haven’t seen her in ages! You reply eagerly. I’m going to spend the next hour with her until she has to meet up with her girlfriend. So, I’ll meet you guys back at the entrance where we first got here at that time.

A moment of silence.

You will do no such thing. The harshness you hear in Seonghwa’s voice has you blinking down at your phone is shock.

Ex-fucking-cuse me? You match his tone. You cannot keep me away from my friends. This is my decision, and I’m choosing to spend the next hour catching up with my friend, who, need I remind you, is the reason you all even know who I am.

We just don’t like being away from you for so long, Dearest. Yeosang attempts to reason with you.

You had no issues with it last night. You retort.

That was different. San states.

Different how? Your frown is prominent on your features. Because I was trapped in a place only you could get to?

Each male doesn’t fail to notice your choice of words.

We don’t want to argue with you, Petal. Yunho’s tone is soft, attempting to both calm you and assure you at the same time.

Then stop making this into a fight! You snap. Trust goes both ways.

That seems to shut them up for a good few seconds.

We just worry we won’t be able to protect you if you go off by yourself. Jongho is the first to break the silence.

Then what are these strings for? You sigh, exasperatedly. I thought the whole purpose of us implementing them was so I could call you when I need you whenever we’re apart.

Well, yes, but-

No ‘but’s! You cut Mingi off. I want to spend time with my friend. I’m going to spend time with my friend. 

Like hell you are. Seonghwa spits out, and again, you’re taken aback by his harsh tone.

I don’t need your permission to do so. You snap back, just as intensely. In the back of your mind, you begin to wonder where the fuck this is all coming from.

We just don’t want something to happen to you. San sighs.

You don’t even have to leave the mall. I don’t care what you choose to do. Go shop on your own for an hour, or something. You say, close to begging at this point. Just please, let me spend some time with my friend.

Only if we can stay with you. Comes Wooyoung’s soft reply, and you notice that this is the first time he’s spoken during this whole fiasco.

That’s not going to work. You sigh audibly.

Then, I’m afraid we’re not leaving your side. Hongjoong replies, tone gentle as if he’s afraid of setting you off again.

Can’t we just, I don’t know, vote on it, or something. You can’t believe you’ve had to resort to this.

If that is what you so wish. Yeosang shares a look with all of his brothers.

Thank you, you reply pointedly. Well, obviously you all know my vote. I want to spend time with my friend.

I think it would be good, too, honestly. All seven of them turn to look at Mingi, who just raises his hands in front of him in surrender.

Thank you, Mingi. They can hear the slightest relief in your voice.

I vote ‘no’. Seonghwa’s tone is firm, and you just know he’s crossing his arms in front of his chest right now.

I’m sorry, My Love, but I’m with Hwa on this one. Hongjoong says, and they can all hear you sigh in response.

I do believe it would be good for us to demonstrate our trust in you since you’ve done nothing but both show and speak of your trust in us today. Yeosang sounds like he’s at least trying to reason with his brothers, for your sake. Go have fun with your friend.

I appreciate that, Yeosang, you smile faintly. Thank you.

I’m sorry, Darling, Jongho begins, and he just hates how he can practically see your expression falling in his mind’s eye. I don’t want to leave you alone right now.

It’s also a ‘no’ from me as well, baby. San says gently, even though his tone doesn’t do anything to soften the blow.

You hold your breath. There’s only two more of them left, and if even one of them goes against you, you won’t be able to spend time with your friend. Alone. 

You don’t even realize it, but tears begin to line the corner of your eyes. You thought today was going so well, but then they went and did this. Why can’t they seem to trust you for an hour by yourself with one of your best friends? Was everything they told you a lie just to try and weave their way into your heart and win you over? Do they even know how frustrating this entire situation is right now? To know that you might have to constantly ask them for basic permissions like hanging out with your friends, or hell, even visiting your family drives you insane.

Why are they so adamant on staying with you? Is there something that they’re not telling you?

Of course, all eight men are privy to your thoughts right now, echoing shamelessly through their minds as shame begins to wash over the four that have just voted against letting you spend an hour alone with your friend. None are as remorseful as San and Hongjoong are, though, tears of frustration lining the younger’s eyes now, as well.

Please, don’t cry, Petal. Yunho aches to run to you. To wrap you in his arms and hold you tight, drying all of your tears as he whispers that everything will be okay into your ear. So badly does he want to explain to you that they’ve caught Miyeon’s scent in the mall earlier, and that they’re just being cautious. However, you don’t even know who she is, and they’d much rather keep it that way for now. They don’t want her to hurt you, or worse. They don’t want to lose you. You can still trust them. He just hopes that after this, you still do. Go have fun with your friend. We can find something to do to entertain ourselves for an hour.

You sniff, wiping at your eyes with the back of your hand. Reina sure is taking a long time.

It’s tied, four-four. Jongho observes.

Wooyoung, you’re the deciding vote. Hongjoong turns to the younger male before him.

You can sense the hesitation coming from him, even if you can’t see him, especially given how long he takes to respond. You have a feeling he was leaning towards saying ‘no’ at first, but what you’ve said about trust has made him slowly begin to change his mind.

After all, he doesn’t want to go back to how things were mere weeks ago when you could barely stand to be in the same room as him without feeling extremely uncomfortable.

It is then that the idea strikes you, though you can’t believe you’re about to use it for this.

Hey, Wooyoung, you don’t even need to see them to know that you’ve caught all of their attention. Do me a favour?

The sudden inhale is sharp, causing his seven other brothers to look at him in mild confusion. None of them know about that bet you two wagered on about a week ago, and what your words truly mean.

Wooyoung sighs. Go have fun with your friend.

Immediately, relief is washing over you. A smile tugs at your features as you dry the rest of your tears for the moment, glancing up at your reflection in the mirror.

Thank you! You cheer.

Just, Hongjoong sighs, be careful, okay?

Of course. You’re all one call away, anyways. You reply, fixing your slightly disheveled appearance for the moment. Oh, and Seonghwa?

Yes, My Divine? He’s quick to respond, a hint of uncertainty in his voice as he can feel your emotions radiating outwards from your mind.

Your eyes flash as you catch your gaze in the mirror, pure fury reflected on your features for the moment which you know he can feel through your thoughts. Don’t you ever fucking speak to me like that again.

The appearance of your void is like the harsh slamming of steel doors in all of their faces. It happens so quickly, that they practically all flinch in response.

I think we’ve just royal fucked up. Jongho voices as they all begin to disperse around the mall before you come back out of the washroom with your friend to see them all still standing there.

You think? San nearly huffs, shaking his head as he and Wooyoung walk back down the hallway together.

She’s right, though. About the trust. Yunho replies, Yeosang humming along in agreement as they both head back to that game store for the moment.

I know she is, Hongjoong sighs, keeping pace with Seonghwa who wears a somewhat remorseful expression as they make their way to one store in particular.

They all know how he’s feeling right now, his emotions of shame projecting themselves throughout their heads at the way he spoke to you. You’re right. He should have never spoken to you that way in the first place. He just couldn’t help but be consumed by worry for the moment. That, and the fact that today had been going so well, he didn’t want to spend a moment of it apart from you. Especially not after what they came home to last night.

She’ll contact us if she needs us, Mingi reasons as he enters a home decor store. We’re always monitoring her thoughts, anyways, while in the same vicinity. It’s not like she’s going anywhere.

That’s true. Wooyoung hums. Just keep your eyes open for Miyeon.

If she tries anything, she’s dead. Yeosang snaps, a rumble building in his chest at the potential threat to you. A sentiment of which they all share.

A brief moment of silence passes by.

How long has it been? San asks.

Not even three minutes. Jongho replies with a deep sigh, receiving groans from all of them in response.

This is going to be a long hour.

Meanwhile, you begin to walk around the mall with Reina falling into step beside you. Smiles are on both of your faces as you start to catch up on all that you’ve missed. Though, you still cannot get what just transpired with her back in the washroom out of your mind.

You had been looking at your phone to pass the time while waiting for her, caught up in your own thoughts about that stupid argument you had just had with the eight of them. Only, when you looked up to check if she was done, she was standing right in front of you. 

You, of course, startled at that, only for her to ask you what’s wrong and subsequently tell you that she had been trying to grab your attention for the past three minutes.

Funny, considering you’ve been glancing up every few seconds to see the door to the stall she had entered still closed and locked.

Either way, you’re just glad to be spending some time with her now.

“What brings you to the mall today?” She inquires casually.

“Doing some shopping,” you reply, and at the way she gives you a once over, noting the lack of bags in your hands, she quirks a brow. “I just have one other place to go to.”

“Where do you need to go?” She shifts her gaze forwards once more.

Conveniently, you point at the store directly ahead of you both on the corner of one of the sections.

“Oh, damn,” her mouth drops. “Me too!”

Which is exactly how you find yourself looking through bras and panties with your best friend within the next five minutes.

“Oh, this would look so cute on you!” She says, holding up a lace singlet in a deep maroon.

“Reina!” A heat rushes to your cheeks as you snatch the item from her hands. “I hate how you’re right.”

“Always,” she giggles, grinning mischievously. “I know you said you just need a few basics for the moment, but don’t you want to get a few sets? You deserve to feel sexy, too.”

You nod softly along with her words, contemplating for the moment. The original retort of not having anyone to wear them for dies in your throat as you envision those coloured strings in your mind once more. Then, you’re nearly scoffing to yourself. There’s no way in hell you’re buying lingerie for them. If anything, you’ll buy it for yourself.

Reina’s right. You deserve to feel sexy. You deserve to feel beautiful.

Which is exactly how you find yourself holding a full bag of new sets, as well as a few other items tucked away in your haul as you exit the store. Even Reina splurged a little, carrying two bags of her own, claiming the exact same as you.

“So,” you begin as you start to walk down the aisle of the mall once more side by side, “tell me about your new girlfriend!”

“Well, she’s really pretty,” Reina begins immediately. “Kind of stubborn, but really smart. She makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.”

“Yeah?” You smile softly at your best friend. “That’s good, I’m glad. I’m happy for you!”

“Thank you!” She replies. “I really want you to meet her, so when she gets here I’ll introduce you to her.”

“That sounds lovely!” You reply, mirroring her excited grin. “How did the two of you meet?”

Reina is unusually silent for a moment as her brow furrows. A fact which only makes you tilt your head at her in slight worry.

For as long as you’ve known Reina, she’s always had a perfect memory. A fact which she never fails to remind you of, much to your frustration at times. She’s one of the brightest and nicest people you know, always so open and understanding, especially to new people and discussions. Which is exactly why when she hesitates for as long as she does, you frown.

“If you don’t want to tell me, you don’t have to.” You’ve never known her to keep secrets. At least, not from you.

“No, no,” she shakes her head as if to clear her thoughts in the next moment. “It’s not that, sorry. We met on the train.”

“The train, huh?” You quirk a brow teasingly at her, expecting her to elaborate. Only, she doesn’t. “What’s her name?”

“Oh, her name is Mimi.” She replies almost instantly.

“She sounds cute!” You reply, and you notice her shoot you a look out of the corner of her eyes. One which you’ve never seen from her before as her eyes reflect nothing but darkness swirling within. 

Your heart skips a beat. You’re probably just imagining things because of how long you’ve spent being cooped up in that house with those eight demonic presences of yours. It’s probably just your mind projecting what you’ve become so used to from them onto her.

“I bet you guys go very well together,” you add after noticing she remains silent.

A hum is all the response you get.

“What does she look like?”

“You’ll see.” Reina replies lowly, and you can only blink at her in response. Then, as if her whole demeanour is flipping back into the person you know and love, she turns to smile at you. “Have you read the new Jujutsu Kaisen chapters?”

“Uh,” you swallow the building dryness in your throat, before shaking your head, “no. No, I haven’t had a chance to read the updates in a while.”

“Girl, what are you doing? I thought you’d be all over that shit!” She jeers, nudging your side playfully.

“What do you mean?” You tilt your head curiously at her.

“He’s back.” She grins wolfishly at you.

“Who’s back- oh. Oh!” Your eyes widen significantly, immediately turning to her as she faces you, your hands coming up to grasp suddenly onto her arms as you both come to a stop in the middle of the hall. A wild gleam is in your eyes. “You better not be fucking with me right now.”

“Why would I fuck with you about Sukuna? I know how much you like him.” She quirks a brow expectantly at you.

“Holy shit!” You let out a squeal of excitement, shaking her slightly in your grip. “He’s back!”

Instantly, you’re letting her go, her hand finding purchase in your own as you begin to skip down the hallway while swinging your intertwined hands between you two. She can only chuckle as she matches your pace, but walking for the moment instead of skipping.

“You know what he’s been called now?” She glances at you briefly as you turn to look at her eagerly. “The disgraced one.”

“Fuck-“ A shudder runs up your spine, and you take a moment to revel in the fact that being able to react in such a way without being surrounded by eight highly jealous men is so freeing. 

“You’re just thinking about him, now, aren’t you?” She teases, a knowing chuckle falling from her lips.

“I’m just thinking about him, I’m just thinking about him, I’m just thinking about him.” Each time that phrase leaves your lips, you shrug your shoulders slightly, as if it’s no big deal.

Reina cannot help the boisterous laugh that escapes her lips. “Someone sounds deprived.”

“Oh, you have no idea,” you turn to her, a wild look in your eyes as she laughs some more.

The two of you continue like this for some time, finding a place to sit at one of the entrances where she’s supposed to meet her girlfriend soon. Before you know it, the hour has almost passed, and you find yourself almost deflating at the thought of having to leave her so soon.

“Do you ever think about that time-” Reina begins, her voice pulling you out of your own thoughts for the moment. “Do you ever think about that time when we read from that summoning book?”

Your eyes widen, caught off guard by her sudden question. Your heart begins racing in your chest.

“You mean when you read from that book?” You tease, hoping to ease the sudden tension in your body by making a joke out of it.

“Yeah, yeah,” she waves you off, a slight puff of laughter escaping her, “whatever.”

“To be honest, I haven’t thought about it in a while,” you reply, the white lie tasting bitter on your lips. “Have you?”

“I think about it all the time,” she replies with a long exhale, leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees. “I still don’t know how you were so calm about it. There was clearly something going on. I clearly summoned something.”

You nearly purse your lips, becoming severely uncomfortable with this new topic of conversation. She’s never brought it up before. In fact, it was almost as if the subject was one neither of you wanted to bring up or acknowledge again, especially after it had happened. Which is why you find it so strange that she’s bringing it up now.

Maybe you’re just being paranoid.

“You were scared, and I wasn’t going to let anything bad happen to you.” Comes your honest reply. “You know I’ll always protect the ones I care about most.”

“I know.” She turns to smile at you, but the way her lips tug upwards in the corners unsettles you. She looks as if you’ve just told her a piece of information which has condemned you in some way.

You blink, and it’s gone, Reina’s all too familiar soft smile painting her features.

“Well, Mimi should be here any minute now! I can’t wait for you to meet her.” She squeezes your hand happily, a giddy look in her eyes as she looks around the area.

Then, her entire face is lighting up as she spots whom you can only assume is her girlfriend. In a flash, Reina is quick to her feet, dragging you along as the girl in question calls out your friend’s name in greeting.

“Mimi, this is my best friend,” Reina introduces you with a proud smile on her face. Then, she’s turning to face you. “This is Mimi.”

“It’s so nice to meet you, Mimi,” you say, a gentle smile adorning your features as you extend your hand out for her to shake.

“Oh, please, I’m a hugger!” She replies, an eager grin stretching across her lips as she pulls you into her arms. Then, whispering lowly right by your ear, “call me Miyeon.”

A shiver runs down your spine as she pulls away from you, and you swear you feel an unpleasant jolt run through your entire body, almost as if your back has just been scratched harshly in the most unpleasant way. Only, when you send her a polite smile back as she holds you at arm’s length, the feeling is gone as soon as it comes.

Something brushes against you void.

“I’ve heard so much about you,” Miyeon continues, finally pulling her lingering touch away from you. That same unnerving grin that you could have sworn you saw on Reina’s face earlier pulls at Miyeon’s lips now. “I’m so glad to finally meet you.”

“All good things, I hope,” you chuckle, somewhat nervously. You really don’t like the way she’s looking at you, yet Reina seems not to notice. In fact, it’s almost as if your best friend has gone blank, her eyes appearing vacant when you turn to look at her.

“Of course,” she practically purrs, looping her arm around Reina’s waist.

There’s an unease that settles over you the longer that you stare at this picture, but you can’t quite place your finger on it. You scratch the back of you head, feeling a sudden itch spring up in one spot as something brushes against your void once more.

“Well, I should get going. I don’t want to keep you two from your date.” You say, even if you have some mixed feelings currently about leaving Reina alone with Miyeon for some reason unknown to you.

“No, please,” something in Miyeon’s eyes flash, but it’s gone as soon as it comes, “stay.”

Only, the call of your name from behind you draws your attention.

Instantly, you feel an arm around your waist pulling you back a step and into someone’s side. 

Turning your head, you see Yeosang standing to your right, the other seven males flanking you on either side. They no longer seem to be holding any of your bags, so you figure they must have already dropped them back at home for the moment. Though, what you do fail to notice is how all of their sudden harsh gazes seem to be fixated on Miyeon in front of you, snarls pulling at San’s, Seonghwa’s, Wooyoung’s, and Hongjoong’s lips.

“We’re leaving-“ 

Yeosang doesn’t even have a chance to finish his sentence, for it’s as if Reina has come back to life in that moment, a gasp escaping her lips as her eyes shine. “You didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend!”

“Uh, well-���

Then, it’s as if her entire demeanour is shifting once more, an irritated look crossing her features. “Finally settled down with a man, huh?”

You blink, caught off guard by her comment as your brow furrows. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I always knew it was just a phase,” she scoffs.

“Reina, what are you saying?” You look at her in bewilderment. You don’t even recognize your best friend standing before you anymore.

“Were you ever really in to girls?” The way her lips curl in disgust at you has you physically recoiling.

You’re so focussed on Reina in front of you, that you fail to see the way Miyeon’s face alights with a twisted sense of glee when your own expression falls. However, the eight males standing beside you notice.

Bold move, showing your face in front of us like this. San comments, ready and willing to strike at a moment’s notice.

You do anything to me, and I’ll shred right through her best friend’s mind in a second. Miyeon grins, noting the crazed gleam in both Hongjoong’s and Seonghwa’s eyes.

Before any of them can react, the sound of you taking a deep breath in draws their attention.

“I’m glad we could catch up, Rei,” you steel your nerves for the time being, surprising the female demon across from you. “Enjoy your time with your girlfriend.”

With a final nod, and a tight smile to Miyeon in acknowledgement, you’re turning around and walking away, much to her displeasure. She was hoping to toy with you some more before you left, especially before they showed up.

The eight males don’t even spare Miyeon another glance as they begin walking back to the same entrance you all arrived at today. Yeosang still has his arm wrapped securely around you, Yunho’s one hand coming to settle on your upper back as they guide you safely out of the mall.

A fury ignites behind each of their eyes, but none blaze as intensely as Seonghwa’s own. He knew he shouldn’t have let you go alone. They all knew Miyeon would have shown up sooner or later. They’re just upset that they couldn’t protect you; angry at themselves for letting her slip through the cracks like this. They cannot attack her in public with so many human witnesses, and besides, they do not want to subject you to that type of violence.

They knew something was wrong when you didn’t meet them where you said you would after the hour had passed. You weren’t the type of person to be petty and show up after the fact just to spite them. Still, they gave it a few minutes just in case you lost track of time, brushing against your void to check up on you. Only, when they got no response, even when they did it again after five minutes, they panicked.

It took them less than thirty seconds to find you and be at your side, and it’s a good thing they did, too. Who knows what Miyeon could have done to you if they hadn’t showed up.

Wooyoung, Yunho, Seonghwa, and Hongjoong all nearly lose it when they feel Miyeon attempt to spear your mind as you all walk away. Though, none of them are as furious as Yeosang this very moment.

“I seem to have forgotten something, Dearest,” he says, sounding much calmer than he is at the moment so as not to alert you that something’s wrong. “I’ll catch up with you all back at home.”

“Okay,” your voice is soft, heavy with the emotions you’re attempting to hold back, keeping them from breaking through this very moment.

A little reluctantly, he steps away from you, the ghost of his touch lingering on your back as San steps up to take his place. 

Yeosang watches as you all disappear around the corner, his brothers all encouraging him to tear Miyeon apart in the most vicious and violent ways that he knows how. A fact of which he does not need to be told twice, as his soul begins to call for blood. 

Slowly, he turns around, cracking his neck and flexing the fingers on his hands as his nails sharpen into claws.

By the time he’s done with Miyeon, there will be nothing left.

[bangzchan]

hey viki how are you? i love how before i could come to you with skam related stuff and now that im more consistently back on tumblr i see you're also back and now i can come to you with kpop related stuff. what an incredible development jdkdkd

anyways,,,, i wanna Know your thoughts on ateez's new album. i really love the concept and theme (and the fact they had this thought out since kingdom????) and im really hoping they drop a video for each song to really go all out with the conceptual album they built so yea ,, opinions, thots, comments? i love knowing what other ppl think aobut these kinds of stuff

omg ksldgmlksdgm hiii!!!! THATS SO WILD i love how some of us ended up here, love that for us sdlkgmmlk its funny because earlier today i had flashbacks to skam bc of the song jinho from ptg covered so that was like. full circle or smth slkdhmlkh

BUT YEAH uh unfortunately i havent really had time to have many thoughts about the whole comeback, i dont really know whats Happening bc im so busy with work and i moved out, i barely have time to even listen to music :( but when i can, i cant stop replaying the album!! THEYRE INSANE all the songs sound so good it burns my brain in the perfect way, hongs parts continue to put me into seconds of coma and i love it..... THEY HAD THIS IDEA INSIDE THEM SINCE KINGDOM?? STOP THEYRE. THE COOLEST???? i also agree with a video for each song omg please i would eat it up or at least a follow up video to the mv??? bc that was so crazy and interesting, i Love when mvs have a plot so now its like. whens ep2 dropping u know. i feel like theres definitely More coming though!! ALSO I LOVE THE CHOREO AND THE SCREAMO IN GUERRILLA! so far this is all i have in my little brain, stay tuned

hope ure doing well btw💞💞

[emeraldbabygirl]

Hanbin was accused, Hanbin was cleared

Wonho was accused, Wonho was cleared

Woojin was accused. Woojin is cleared

Illhoon was accused. I believe Illhoon too will be cleared.

I can finally speak out on of the things that has been bothering me since the news broke out. At the time it was very scary and stressful as we were dealing with the wildfires in our state at the same time so I was already having a hard time. Woojin was my bias and I never believed he would do something like that. I know everyone says to believe the victim but innocent until proven guilty is still valid and victims lie, it happens often and we all know how fans and antis get sometimes, just like Wonho and Hanbin people will do anything to throw idols under the bus.

The scariest thing for me to see was how quick everyone was in defending Hanbin and Wonho and how quick the same people threw Woojin away, immediately spreading hate and sending death threat and calling him fake and all these names and just obnoxious behaiver. I understand we were all upset but you can’t just believe someone right away with no evidence and so many holes in their story. And sometimes it’s best to wait it out and then make a decision.

It wasn’t just Woojin that was caught up in the whirlwind, Jungwoo, Chanwoo, Hongjoong, Seonghwa and a few more that I can’t remember were also names thrown out from so many people. Their biggest thing was when they claimed he was a member from the big three, had a w and two o’s in his name. This is not a good statement because for one thing Woojin left Stray Kids and JYP so not only was he out of the big 3 but he’s not the only one with those letters in his name. Jungwoo and Chanwoo are also under the big three and have a w and two o’s in their names.

Back when it was so big on Twitter the Jungwoo tags were all stating that Woojin was innocent but the Stray Kids tags were saying he was guilty. Even the supposed person themselves posted one last tweet before delete the account stating it was all fake but no one took that screenshot so people were led to believe it was all fake

And then on the bullying, I’ve seen a lot of videos saying ‘this idol bullying this group’ or ‘this group bullying this member for 8 minutes’ and multiple videos being taken out of context and people claiming that since Woojin doesn’t speak a lot in some videos it’s proof he doesn’t get along and the member don’t like him. Y’all that’s not how things work. Just because you aren’t fully engaged in an activity or if you aren’t getting along doesn’t make you a bully or a bad person, Woojin was going through his own shit and idols lives are hard enough, if they feel out of it sometimes it’s not okay for us to immediately accuse them of such things like ‘they don’t like their members, they don’t get along, they are bullies.’

Idols live together and are around each other often so what you might see as “bullying” might just be them goofing off I mean ffs there is a video titled ‘ATEEZ bullying Seonghwa’ and y’all fine with that because they are only goofing around and teasing each other but you automatically assume from any footage or out of context video of Woojin playing with and teasing the members that he’s a bully. Why are you putting double standards on this? Bullying is a very serious accusation and rumors and spreading false information or any information with no evidence can ruin an idols careers. Tara and Co-Ed School unfortunately we’re big examples of this. The Tara bullying scandal ruined those girls and all the rumors and accusations caused Co-Ed School to disband before anyone could say everything was false. You have to be careful with what you say and what you hear and see cause if it’s not true and everyone believes it is you ruined a whole idols career before it can even be fixed.

Ok so, yes I know everyone says “the victim is always right” and it’s okay if you want to believe that but remember there are two sides to every story and both parties are valid until further evidence or actual evidence and you are able to prove whether or not something actually happened. I had some other things to say but I’ll let those slide and it doesn’t matter not because Woojin is innocent and it’s great news. I’m so relieved because he was my bias and I was so heartbroken when he left and when I heard about the trouble he was going through. I was so afraid to even say Woojin because everyone was censering it, acting like it was a bad name and that’s not fair on Woojin himself and it’s also not fair on the other idols named Woojin because there are at least 5 Woojins so for people to be doing that is like, you’re invalidating the other Woojin’s just because you think one Woojin is bad. Seeing people tag Woojin like w***** or w**jin and woojail and tw woojin is really upsetting and that’s not okay, that’s like bullying, calling him woojail is not okay at all. Pretending his name is a trigger when it’s not and if his name was a trigger than all the idols named Woojin would have that and censoring his name, again you’re invalidating all the other woojins. And everyone that says “ot8 or get the fuck out” or “if you still support Woojin fuck off” like..he’s literally fucking innocent. It was a bunch of Brazilian antis that started all the lies and rumors and after all the stories that don’t make sense and people still think he’s guilty and they are still sending him hate and being absolute assholes towards him. If you don’t want to believe that he’s innocent, if you don’t want to like him fine. Don’t talk about him don’t make a bunch of woojail posts, don’t send him hate or death threats because you’re 1. Making things worse and 2. Care enough about him to make his life miserable which is exactly what antis do and what those antis did. It pisses me off and upsets me how fast everyone just turned on him and they continue to bully him and send him unnecessary hate. Also it’s ok to tag Stray kids and Woojin because he was a member of Stray Kids so don’t give people shit for tagging Stray Kids.

So I’m gonna end this posts educating y’all about the multiple Woojins and it’s okay to say and spell Woojin you guys. It’s alright, you won’t get in trouble. So Woojin, my boy who I miss so so much Kim Woojin who was in Stray Kids, there’s my Thot Woojin from Target, an amazing rapper btw, I do believe there is a Woojin in AB6IX and of course there is the hot Woojin from My.st who just has this whole vibe to him that is dead sexy. Also the Woojin from Teenteen/Ghost9 and also also your gurl found a sexy man, despite me not being into body builders, I found a man on Insta named Kim Woojin and he is definitely a fucking snaCC. So thanks and enjoy the Woojins. I can get back to making my memes again. I’m just sad that I believed and jumped to conclusions and deleted some Woojin posts. But I stopped myself before I deleted all of them

ALSO ALSO recently it’s been pointed out how did Woojin has been and someone described it as what Jonghyun looked like before he left us. Woojin is my boy and I’ve been worrying about him ever since he left Stray Kids and I swear on god Hui and my camera roll if he hurts himself in any way or we lose another wonderful person I will blame Bangchan. I will blame Felix, I will blame JYP and I will blame everyone that started the rumors, the lies, the people that sent Woojin mean messages, death threats, bullying him because you don’t need to like an idol no matter what they do but bullying them and sending unnecessary hate to them is not ok no matter what they did. Even if it’s bad just ignore it because you sending them mean comments doesn’t make you any better. I was already pissed off at fans and everyone else and Bangchan and Felix for all the mean comments and everything else they were doing and I’ll be even more pissed off if this whole situation was too much for him on top of his depression and he ended his life.

Ok you know what, I’m so fucking pissed off over these posts I’m seeing on tumblr and I’m upset and I’m still having thoughts on whether or not I should post this but you know what. I don’t care. It’s my blog, it’s my opinion and it’s my feelings that I need to get off my chest. Kim Woojin is innocent and if I get any hate of any kind my stomach will do flips but y’all should know better especially if you don’t agree with me so have fun I guess I’ll probably delete or block you so I don’t have to hear your meany-ness. It’s my opinion, my post and my blog and if you don’t like it then I have nothing to say to you.

[neo-shitty]

toffee!

yeah same, i follow some fic accs that occaisionally post smut and its like mmmmm is the fluff writing enough to balance the posts that gives me finger burn trying to scroll past it? but yeah thats probably the way to go

ah i wasnt there for the teaser but i can imagine that was tantalising. lmaoo yes but to be fair i do have a writing acc called channiesbigheart so... balancing it out? but i absolutely am whipped beyond belief. it was a TRAVESTY how COULD they have. yeah the b sides gave him more lines but they werent the ones that were performed over and over at stages. yessss the line distribution in this album is impeccable, im pretty sure the thunderous stuff was some of their best distribution

hehe i can understand that, sometimes putting someone in a situation so horrible it would be considered a violation of human rights is theraputic, ya know? mmmm the differences are a bit nuts, it was 14 degrees today and in less than a week its going to be 32 or smth. BROOO that would be legendary, i bet theyd treat their artists rlly well and have great music as well ahhh but its a lot of work adn commitment. yES that is a mood if ever i heard one.

its the same in australia as well, sadly, you have people who hold up harry styles and lil nas x for breaking gender roles and wearing make up adn steryotypical womens clothing (and keep in mind i have infinite respect for both of them theyre honestly doing so much for the de-dehumanising of gay people and those who wear whatever they want), and calling the kpop boys gay and other things for doing the same thing, when theyve been doing it for years and gotten no recognition smh its so tragic. yes, anyway YES ONLY 6 MONTHS I AM FOR ALL INTENTS AND PURPOSES A BBY STAN altho i considered myself a fully fledged stay like 2 days after i got into them cos i just spent all day researching and fixating. YES someone said it. it feels like theyre losing a huge chunk of why a lot of people liked their music in teh first place, which was that whole dna, dope, fire mood. and even doing bright songs is fine, liek they should do what they want but i feel liek the western music industry is so fucking toxic that they feel pressured into making these decisions. dont get me wrong, theyre good decisions from a business perspective, theyre getting record breaking sales but still. mmm yeah honestly yg just needs to get its shit together or get out

oooh! not into nct but i see a lot of him, he seems rlly talented. ahh yes another channie ult lmaoo i feel that, my list is growing in leaps and bounds as well. mmm yeah i think i will, im just going to try to save enough money :) mingi appealed to me mostly for the voice (like felix smh what is it with me and deep voiced bois) but also his soft visuals and the whole cutesy thing he has going on i rlly liked. yes i did get into them while he was on hiatus, but im still mostly a casual stan, ill listen to the album when it comes out but i dont think ill obsessively look over everything to do with it, like skz. HAH WE'RE MORE SIMILAR THAN I THOUGHT. lmaooo the thot line describes them perfectly, why are they all so damn attractive. especially seonghwa, like that man looks like a character from a book, cardan greenbriar vibes anyone? mmhmm! his vocals are absolutely insane. ty! yeah im excited altho idk how theyre every going to beat border:carnival, that shit was impeccable. ahh no stress, enjoy teh groups you stan atm!

ahh thank you so much, ill keep that in mind. hehe thats good! hopefully its soon :( ah ty, it means a lot. ill think abt that and hopefully talk abt it a little more :)

ah, no it was inside our gymnasium but to get to the other side of the stage you had to exit the building, go around the back and then enter through the other stage door. ah tysm! im glad too. mmm same, they baffle me. ;n; noo so sad :( ahh, thats um not smth i put on here, but im in high school so make of that what you will :)

thank you! ive done a majority of them, i just have maths, an english presentation and an economic assignment due now so im pretty much home free. yeah i feel like hes the epitome of here for you while being inescapably far away. haha she sounds like one of my friends. lmaooo why is that me. hmmm i feel like youve answered a lot of them in that answer so maybe just ateez, enha, txt and bp? if you stan them? :)

ahhh no problem at all, proud of you for managing to overcome the procrastination! progress! mmm thats good! ahh pls do let me know if you ever decide that, i cant promise i wont cry but do what you gotta do :)

<3 w.a. 🐺

hi! sorry for the late reply, i didn't know how to construct sentences yesterday e.e

yeah sometimes it's the perfect balance! i personally don't like fics that focus mainly on the filth? the plot has to carry the whole fic somehow and the smut is just something to add to the mix. also, i'll follow you on your writing blog! i keep forgetting to do so, damn it.

"sometimes putting someone in a situation so horrible it would be considered a violation of human rights is theraputic, ya know?" putting it this way just silenced me but yes. angst just feels more realistic. it isn't always happy endings irl so i tend to do it a lot.

falling into skz is so easy! it felt like that for me too. stanning them felt like getting sucked into a blackhole. also yes i agree. kpop is nothing but an industry after all and it runs on money so i get why they do what they do as well.

i suggest we not talk about haechan because i will literally not shut up but yes my boy is an ace :( chan is also sooooo easy to love. and the chan's rooms just solidified his place as ult. having something to look forward to every week at a time when my mental health was just plummeting into the depths of tartarus just helped me be stable. oh yeah, mingi's deep voice is indeed sexc. and he has some wack ass duality as well! and i think seonghwa was one of the people i nearly considered as bias just because of his visuals because wow that's one beautiful face. and true, idk how enha's going to beat border:carnival. i don't like all the tracks simply bc of taste preferenceds but i like more than one so i consider that a lot already.

bro that gym should've had some sort of a covered walk :// also i miss being in high school sO DAMN MUCH. but i still feel like i am because time stopped when quarantine started and i was still in senior year at the time.

my ateez bias is wooyoung! it wasn't that much of a shocker to my kpop stan irls because i was a jimin stan for the longest time. enhypen is jake and they kept pointing out that he looked like seungmin sometimes so it's like chan's aussie-ness with a tinge of seungmin (the other guy in my skz bias line, in case i haven't mentioned it). txt is huening kai! i find it hard to believe that he's my age because he looks a lot younger? o.O and he always looks good damn :(( sigh for blackpink it's lisa! i tend to bias the maknaes of yg groups, it's a pattern i've noticed but don't intentionally do!

DON'T WASTE YOUR TEARS OMFG. you can always reach me elsewhere if i like disappear off this blog.

[yeongwvnhi]

Ult groups ask game ☆

Tagged by @kingleedo thanks luv hehe

Tagging @stayarmytinyzenmoa-l @vickylamore @lebrookestore @softjaehyvn @riskyrenjun

Gosh I have 7 ult groups 🤡🤡 this is gonna be ✨long✨

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1. who was your first bias?

NCT - Taeil

Ateez - I think Seonghwa or San

MCND - Junhyuk my babie

iKON - Yunhyeong

Stray Kids - uhhh Felix?

Monsta X - Hyungwon

Oneus - Hwanwoong

2. who is your bias now?

NCT - i always say Jungwoo but actually it's Yangyang😹

Ateez - I say Mingi but it's Jongho....

MCND - still Junhyuk hehe

iKON - Jinhwan

Stray Kids - Hyunjin

Monsta X - Hyungwon~

Oneus - I say Woong but I think it might be Youngjo......

3. what was the first mv you watched by them?

NCT - cherry bomb

Ateez - say my name or wonderland idk

MCND - ice age

iKON - Killing me

Stray Kids - uh my pace or district 9

Monsta X - Shoot out

Oneus - uhh I'm not sure I think Twilight??

4. what’s your favorite mv?

NCT - Turn back time and Resonance

Ateez - Thanxx

MCND - 우당탕 (crush)

iKON - killing me 😹

Stray Kids - uhm... Astronaut

Monsta X - I think Alligator

Oneus - No diggity!!!

5. if you could only listen to one of their songs for the rest of your life, which would it be?

NCT - OOF I'd choose 90's love

Ateez - Thanxx

MCND - player

iKON - still killing me😹

Stray Kids - Chronosaurus

Monsta X - Lost in the Dream

Oneus - that's hard... no diggity

6. who would you want to see them collab with?

NCT - omg collab with Seventeen 🧎😹

Ateez - ONEUS!!!

MCND - maybe EXO? idk lol

iKON - Blackpink would be dope

Stray Kids - oof BTS

Monsta X - the Boyz

Oneus - aside from Ateez I'd say Mamamoo

7. what (mv) concept do you want to see them do?

NCT - horror!

Ateez - maybe a sweet/cute one

MCND - badass concept!

iKON - I'd love to see another one similar to killing me haha

Stray Kids - mystery? Is that a thing? Lmao

Monsta X - another one like Alligator!

Oneus - MORE LIKE NO DIGGITY

8. have you ever had a dream with any of the members in it?

NCT - uh... we don't talk about that cough Yangyang cough

Ateez - HAHAHA YEAH JONGHO😭 it was weird as hell

MCND - nope

iKON - nope

Stray Kids - nope

Monsta X - nope

Oneus - with Woong 🧎 was confusing as hell

9. if you could spend the day with one member, who would it be and what would you do?

NCT - Yangyang!! I would love to teach him more german lol

Ateez - Mingi 🥺🥺🥺 get something to eat and just have a fun time!

MCND - Minjae! Go to a theme park and ride the scariest Rollercoasters hehehe

iKON - Jinhwan lmao and maybe get some drinks and watch movies and talk

Stray Kids - Chan!! Just have a nice chat with him and tell him how proud stays are and how thankful we are for him 🥺

Monsta X - Kihyun? Maybe get him to teach me how to cook hahaha

Oneus - AHHH Seoho😭 idk I feel like we'd goof around a lot and laugh until our faces hurt

10. which member do you think you would get on with best?

NCT - maybe Mark? Because I'm a huge crackhead but i can also be serious

Ateez - Seonghwa for the same reasons haha

MCND - maybe Junhyuk or Minjae and Huijun because we're close in age

iKON - Jinhwan because we're both thots😭😹😹😹

Stray Kids - Felix? I feel like we'd joke around a lot but also be able to have serious/normal conversations

Monsta X - Changkyun or Hyungwon because. Sarcastic and sassy bitches 😭😹

Oneus - maybe Youngjo and Dongju? Because I also tend to take care of my friends more than myself and I constantly worry about everyone sjdjdnc

11. which member do you think you would argue with?

NCT - god Donghyuck. We'd be at each other's throats 24/7 (but jokingly ofc ahdhdhf)

Ateez - I feel like I'd fight with Wooyoung and Yeosang idk 😹

MCND - I... don't think I would argue with anyone. Maybe Seongjun, but not a lot hahdhfjg

iKON - Junhoe HAHSHDJ HE'S SUCH A SASSY BITCH

Stray Kids - Minho? Idk maybe we'd play fight a lot haha

Monsta X - I would fight Jooheon on sight for being too cute

Oneus - would fight Dongju for being too cute also.

12. if you had to let one member scroll through your tumblr, who would it be?

NCT - Taeil? because his English isn't as good so he wouldn't be able to read all this bullshit HAJDJF

Ateez - oh god maybe Wooyoung?

MCND - I'd say Seongjun just because 😹😹

iKON - uh.... Chanwoo?

Stray Kids - Jeongin🧎

Monsta X - Hyunwoo, it's on sight

Oneus - Geonhak just for the fun of it HHAHSHDHC

[stormynarancia]

Atiny's Personalities According to their Biases

I'm basing most of these off my irl friends who all stan ateez so don't get mad at me please ;-;

Hongjoong Stans

so so nice uwu

very creative (I wish I had as much creativity as them)

a really good role model/leader

gets excited a lot

gives good hugs (like really good hugs)

likes minion memes on facebook

Seonghwa Stans

y'all know that this is the mum friend

won't hesitate to slap you

resting bitch face but is actually a super sweet person

"why do I have to do everything in this house"

really likes to cook

sarcasm levels are through the roof

Yunho Stans

loud

super energetic

too pure for this world

we don't deserve yunho stans they're always so kind ;-;

doesn't know what's going on half the time

thinks lemon memes are funny

Yeosang Stans

very smart

kind of intimidating at first but they're actually really soft uwu

confident af

when you're around a yeosang stan you gain 50 braincells

probably knows like 3 languages

enjoys opera music for some reason

San Stans

oh no here's me

duality is a big thing

one minute they could be curled up hugging a huge plushie and the next they're on a flaming motorcycle going down the street at 100 km per hour

super sweet but could beat the shit out of you if you piss them off

screams welcome to the black parade by my chemical romance at 2am

kind of an emo but not really

knows how to play megalovania on piano

Mingi Stans

protect them at all costs

the sweetest babies ever

loves giving and receiving hugs

super caring for their friends uwuwuwu

wouldn't even hurt a fly

legally not allowed to swear

likes crabs

Wooyoung Stans

uh oh somebody call the thot police

extremely confident about everything they do

thinks they're really cool (which they are)

a less emo version of the san stan

probably likes horses or something

also knows how to play megalovania

Jongho Stans

never make a jongho stan mad

they'd snap you in half like a twig

super strong obviously

usually pretty mature

dead inside but overall a really great person

is a really good friend and would beat up anybody who hurts their friends

[atiny-piratequeen]

so um anyway... i did the bdsm kink quiz thing again just cause i was curious to see what had changed (i hadn’t done it since i broke up with my really controlling dominant gross boyfriend) and omg sis it’s changed so much ! and i’m 99% sure that ateez have given me all these new kinks,, i also kinda blame you too but shh

One, yaas we love leaving toxic people, im proud of u sis.

Two, ateez out here bringing the thots outta everyone.

Three, i will humbly accept the possibility that i have corrupted some of yall, and im not sorry 😎 thotiny gotta stay together yo

[baekhvuns]

Okay so 🙏 the drunk girl and I are okay now. I’ve spent more time with her and I’ve adjusted. I think we could be good friends long term. (But I do feel a bit insecure that the friendship will mean more to me than her because she’s 30 and I’m 22. So like, she may move into the next phase of life without me.)

I went to the first performance of Ateez Seoul concert. WHEW GIRLLLL CYBERPUNK. Nobody believed me when I said that would be the thot song. BUT IT FUCKING WAS 🤤😩🤤 Seonghwa’s cleavage was devilish. And I mean this as unbiased as possible… Seonghwa looked better than everybody else. I’m sorry 😭 The man just holds this indescribable charisma that makes me 🫠🫠🫠

Unfortunately, Itaewon was the same night and it was kinda fucking terrifying and ruined the memory of the Ateez concert. Luckily the friend I went to the concert with and I didn’t go to Itaewon. But we had a friend who was in Itaewon and we couldn’t get ahold of her for several hours because she didn’t have service. No exaggeration, she was literally around the corner of the incident. So she’s fucking traumatized. (And then a lot of shit has been happening in her personal life and I just feel sad for her.) But she’s physically alright. The person she went with fucking ditched her tho and went to go party in Hongdae. So fuck her.

TW: A week before the Ateez concert, I experienced something pretty traumatic. I went on a date with someone and was almost SA’ed. And I think I’m okay right now. But I have felt depressed ever since then. Or just… not the same.

Overall the job is fine, not great. I’m worried they aren’t gonna renew me because I’m not connecting with the kids much outside of the classroom, so I wanna make a backup plan. Like look at other jobs. It’s pretty difficult to gage whether or not I’m doing a good job currently. Even tho I’m trying my best. And my rural location is making it really difficult to go to doctors, go grocery shopping, etc. I’m also having a hard time making friends. My location is so far from all the cities so the loneliness is starting to grow.

Other than that, I’m experiencing a new phase of life right now. Like an existential crisis 😅 It’s like “I got to Korea, what now?” I kinda thought this might happen. I’ve always been driven by future goals to keep me going. But now, I don’t really feel motivated to achieve all these goals I had 🤷‍♀️ I’m not suicidal btw. I have been before and I know the difference. It’s more like idk what to do with myself. So I ordered some painting supplies and hopefully can make some paintings of the recent traumatic events😅🎨 I want to finish my Prince San fic too but I just can’t for some reason. I think I feel overwhelmed by the scale of the fic and I know it’s not perfect. So I feel paralyzed to go back to it. 😪

-🤗

Okay so 🙏 the drunk girl and I are okay now. I’ve spent more time with her and I’ve adjusted. I think we could be good friends long term. (But I do feel a bit insecure that the friendship will mean more to me than her because she’s 30 and I’m 22. So like, she may move into the next phase of life without me.)

omg the development i never saw coming HRKWHDKW so glad the differences were set behind and u guys ate friends! AHHHH well best friend not everyone will be in everyone’s next phase! so don’t worry about it!! but its great u guys are friends now!

I went to the first performance of Ateez Seoul concert. WHEW GIRLLLL CYBERPUNK. Nobody believed me when I said that would be the thot song. BUT IT FUCKING WAS 🤤😩🤤 Seonghwa’s cleavage was devilish. And I mean this as unbiased as possible… Seonghwa looked better than everybody else. I’m sorry 😭 The man just holds this indescribable charisma that makes me 🫠🫠🫠

FHKWHDKAHDKW PLS THEY DEVOURED THE FUCKING STAGE HOW ARE U ALIVE HOW WAS PARK SEONGHWA FBWKDHK psh rly putting his entire mercedes logo on display. <33 NO UR RIGHT AND THIS???? ON CHOKEHOLD!!

Unfortunately, Itaewon was the same night and it was kinda fucking terrifying and ruined the memory of the Ateez concert. Luckily the friend I went to the concert with and I didn’t go to Itaewon. But we had a friend who was in Itaewon and we couldn’t get ahold of her for several hours because she didn’t have service. No exaggeration, she was literally around the corner of the incident. So she’s fucking traumatized. (And then a lot of shit has been happening in her personal life and I just feel sad for her.) But she’s physically alright. The person she went with fucking ditched her tho and went to go party in Hongdae. So fuck her.

omg im so glad u all are safe 😭😭 i hope you’re friend gets better slow by slow!! man i can’t even imagine what she’s going thru but best wishes to her!! i hope you’re all good too! BRUH AINT NO WAY 🔫🔫

TW: A week before the Ateez concert, I experienced something pretty traumatic. I went on a date with someone and was almost SA’ed. And I think I’m okay right now. But I have felt depressed ever since then. Or just… not the same.

i am. so sorry this happened to you. god im really sorry your experience (in kr) as a whole has been so shitty, if you do ever need someone maple syrup blooded girlie to talk to you, im here!

Overall the job is fine, not great. I’m worried they aren’t gonna renew me because I’m not connecting with the kids much outside of the classroom, so I wanna make a backup plan. Like look at other jobs. It’s pretty difficult to gage whether or not I’m doing a good job currently. Even tho I’m trying my best. And my rural location is making it really difficult to go to doctors, go grocery shopping, etc. I’m also having a hard time making friends. My location is so far from all the cities so the loneliness is starting to grow.

actually before i answered this, i stumbled upon a series of ppl on ig resigning from their “toxic hagwon’s” and n feeling as if a weight has been taken off,,,, im sure u have experienced a lot but pls do have a discussion with yourself on if you’re wanting to be in the same environment again for years to come! and if it seems like the weight of your work on your shoulders pushing you down and not letting you get up, maybe it’s time for a diff thing!

Other than that, I’m experiencing a new phase of life right now. Like an existential crisis 😅 It’s like “I got to Korea, what now?” I kinda thought this might happen. I’ve always been driven by future goals to keep me going. But now, I don’t really feel motivated to achieve all these goals I had 🤷‍♀️ I’m not suicidal btw. I have been before and I know the difference. It’s more like idk what to do with myself. So I ordered some painting supplies and hopefully can make some paintings of the recent traumatic events😅🎨 I want to finish my Prince San fic too but I just can’t for some reason. I think I feel overwhelmed by the scale of the fic and I know it’s not perfect. So I feel paralyzed to go back to it. 😪

no i get it,, it almost feels like ur lost with what to do, ur doing something, but ur just not excited about it like u once were. theres just no motivation left…at all,, but i hope it gets better for you! paint, go out BUT BE SAFE slap the shit out of someone if they try to do shit to u iDC DO IT HARD WE NEED TO SEE LINES ON THE CHEEK,, and omg prince san??? WHEN WHEN WHEN

[mint-yooxgi]

{9} - Hotel California - Yandere!Demonic Entities!Ateez X Reader

Yandere AU & Demon AU - Based off of This ask and Hotel California by Eagles

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst, Fluff, Slight Humor

Pairing: Ateez X Reader

Words: 9,094

Warnings: Whore Knee Thots, another lotr reference, I don’t think this one is too bad for things. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: I forgot to add that a certain line of dialogue Yunho says in this chapter is cutesy of @synthetickitsune​ so thank you!!! And so part two becomes two of three lmaoo, I honestly did not expect this one chapter to get split into three, but with what I still have planned, it would have ended up like, 30k words by the end of it lmaoo. Hope you all enjoy, and as always, feedback is greatly appreciated!

Main Story - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight - Mini Masterlist

It only takes a moment for them to all catch up with you as you ride the escalator back down to the first floor. The only downside seems to be that you’ve closed off your mind from them again, your void almost perfectly back in place.

With difficulty, they all attempt to control their breathing for the time being; each male desperately tries to ground themselves, doing their best to keep their entire bodies from shaking as pure need courses through their veins. They didn’t think that they could fall anymore in love with you than they already are, but then you went and did this.

Anyone else have the desire to completely fucking ravish her until she passes out from pleasure right now? San’s gaze is locked onto your back as he licks his lips shamelessly, eyes dark and full of need.

That was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Mingi swallows the sudden dryness in his throat, gaze roaming freely over your figure as you head towards the cash line with them in tow.

Did you see the way her personality just flipped in an instant? Wooyoung is nearly panting at this point, barely keeping it together as he stares at your ass.

I didn’t know she had it in her. Yunho replies, somewhat breathlessly. 

Pride swirls in his chest, reflected in his gaze as he recalls every detail of your instructions. He only hopes that they were able to impress you with how well they served you just now. Based off of the lingering thoughts he could hear echoing in your mind before you closed your void, he knows that that is most certainly the case. The fact that you seem grateful towards them, too, is simply icing on the cake.

Could she get anymore fucking perfect for us? Seonghwa bites his lip, needing to suppress the moan that shamelessly builds in his chest as he thinks back on the events that have just occurred. He can still feel his shoulder tingling from where you touched him earlier, too.

She has to know how this affects us, right? Jongho shoots them all a brief glance out of the corner of his eyes, seeing as he’s still standing next to you for the moment. The way you seemingly lean into him for support has a pleased growl building in his chest. What it means to us?

I’d be more than happy to show her. San’s lips part, taking some long, and what are supposed to be calming, breaths. Instead, it only makes his desire for you grow, becoming surrounded by everything you as his senses are overwhelmed. He swears he can practically taste you already on his tongue.

This day is turning out much better than I could have ever imagined. Yeosang admits, eyes roaming the side of your profile before taking a step closer and joining in on your conversation with Jongho in the next second.

I don’t think any of us could have imagined these pleasant turn of events. Hongjoong finally speaks, managing to calm himself down just enough to get his thoughts in order once more. 

Ever since he saw you turn around upstairs after you had finished your little condemnation of that bastard, he couldn’t help but be consumed by his fantasies once more. All Hongjoong could picture was the two of you standing side by side, vanquishing your enemies together, followed immediately by the most passionate love making of his entire life as you bathe in the blood of your victims. He nearly had to adjust himself there for a minute, until he managed to calm himself down enough on the small journey back to the first floor.

At least all of them can agree: you will become theirs soon. Officially. In every meaning of the word. You just have to. They’ll make sure of it, for they don’t know how much more of this that they can take. You drive them so crazy, and you don’t even realize it yet. Or maybe, you do.

Though, they still would never force you into anything you were truly uncomfortable with. They just want you, and bad. To rule at their side. To love and to cherish. To have and to hold. To protect and to keep forever as theirs, just as they are yours. Until the end of time.

Finally, it’s your turn to be cashed out at the front of the line after a few more minutes of waiting. Making your way over to the register, you begin to pull out your wallet.

“What are you doing?” Yeosang’s voice catches your attention as he walks up with both you and Jongho.

“Paying for my books.” You reply as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “What does it look like I’m doing?”

“My Dear, I thought we already told you,” Yeosang smiles softly at you as he places a hand overtop of yours to prevent you from pulling out your wallet any further. In the next moment, he begins leading you out of the store. “Just let us take care of you.”

You blink, protests dying in your throat as you look back to see Jongho already holding a bag full of what you’re sure are your books. A second later, and they’re both ushering you out of the store to wait in the hallway for the others. As soon as they’re all in front of you once more, you’re crossing your arms in front of your chest.

“You know I don’t expect you all to pay for everything for me, right?” You shoot them all an expectant look.

“We know,” Hongjoong smiles, eyes crinkling at the sides.

“It’s different if we want to do so.” Yunho says, somewhat matter-of-factly.

“We’ve already told you,” San gazes at you with a fond look shining in his eyes. “You don’t have to worry about a single thing when you’re with us.”

“We are all more than ready and willing to provide for you in any and every way we can.” Jongho adds, eyes soft as he meets your own.

“Whatever you want,” it’s Mingi that draws your attention to him next, his eyes crinkling as he smiles widely at you.

“Whenever you need it,” Seonghwa breathes out, and only the eight of them truly understand the double meaning behind his words.

“Seeing you happy is all that we really want.” Wooyoung’s voice is gentle as the corner of his lips tug upwards in a grin.

“Just let us take care of you.” Yeosang repeats his words from only moments before, his hand settling on top of yours once more.

“Fine.” You let out a long exhale through your nose, lips tugging slightly downwards in defeat. “But I’m buying you all drinks later, or something.”

“You don’t have to-“

“Um, no.” You raise your hand, stopping the rest of the protest that begins to fall from Mingi’s lips.

“We don’t expect-“

“Ah-ah.” You wag your finger at Wooyoung next. “None of this ‘we can treat you, but you can’t treat us’ crap.”

“But-“

“No ‘but’s!” You round on San, quirking your eyebrow as you look between all of them. “Just let me treat my men to something, okay?”

They all blink, caught momentarily off guard by your admission. Pleased growls build in their chests as your words sink in, Though, from the way you continue, it’s as if you haven’t even noticed you’ve said them, or the affect you’ve just had on all of them.

“If it’s not mutual, I don’t want it.” You shake your head slightly, as if to emphasize your point, turning around in the next moment to begin walking down the hall. At seeing them still standing exactly where you left them after taking a few steps, you’re turning to look at them from over your shoulder with a quirked brow, “coming?”

In an instant, both San and Wooyoung are on either side of you, that single word enough to snap them all out of their daze. The others fall in line shortly after, following close behind as you lead them around the mall.

Just as you walk past your local game store, a product in the window draws your gaze.

“No fucking way,” your jaw drops, blinking in mild shock as you pause in the middle of the hallway.

“What?” It’s Yeosang who follows your gaze immediately, a furrow to his brow at what could have possibly drawn your attention like this.

There, in the front window of the store, sits a giant Snorlax beanbag chair. Though, from how it’s stuffed into the display, he looks a little squished in your opinion.

“Free him,” you chuckle, already making your way over to the storefront to see how much he costs. At the price you see glaring back at you, your eyes widen, “never mind.”

Immediately, San, Wooyoung, and Yeosang all begin to make their way towards the entrance. The only thought on each of their minds is buying that Snorlax for you, arguing with each other over who gets to pay. That is, until you’re stepping in front of them, successfully blocking their path to the store.

“No.” You shake your head.

“What did we just tell you?” San quirks a brow, crossing his arms in front of his chest expectantly.

“I don’t care.” You shake your head once more. “It’s not a need, or a necessity.”

“Yet, books are?” Yunho quirks a brow at you this time, an amused grin tugging at his lips.

“Books are different,” you begin, noticing Wooyoung attempting to step around you only for you to match each of his movements. For a third time, you shake your head. “I’m putting my foot down for this.”

“If you truly don’t want us to, then we won’t.” Hongjoong says, shooting a stern look at the younger demons who look back at him with pouts on their faces. We can buy stuff for her later, when she can’t complain about it. Or stop us for that matter.

“Thank you.” You tilt your head in acknowledgement in his direction, a soft smile adorning your features.

Hongjoong smiles back, following your lead once more as you continue on down the hallway.

I’m coming back for that later. Yeosang immediately projects, quite sternly, into his brother’s minds. All of you find something else to buy for her.

Fine. Wooyoung replies, a bit grumpily. I’m sure there will be plenty more where that came from, anyways.

Exactly. Hongjoong hums, noticing how you enter a store full of soaps, candles, and fragrances, amongst other products, next. I simply believe she isn’t used to being gifted the things she wants, especially when we don’t expect anything in return but her own happiness.

I still wish she’d let us treat her, though. Seonghwa grumbles, walking over to the display of colognes off to the side. Without pushback.

She will, Hongjoong replies, testing out a moisturizer on the back of his one hand. Eventually.

Yunho, keep an eye on her mind. Mingi adds, both him and San helping you decide on some candles as you continuously bring the different scents to your nose to test them.

Already on it. He grins, watching the scene fondly from the front of the store as Jongho and Yeosang stand beside him.

“Oh, I wonder if they have- they do!” Your eyes widen as excitement takes over your features.

In an instant, you’ve taken a few steps to your left, grabbing a specific candle off of the shelf and removing the lid. A smile tugs at your lips as your eyes flutter closed, a content hum escaping you as you take a deep breath in.

Each male cannot help the way their mouths suddenly go dry, that small sound of pleasure ringing through their ears just as it did last night.

“Mahogany teakwood,” you breathe, extending the candle out for both San and Mingi to smell. “My favourite scent.”

San leans in first to sniff it, smiling back at you in response as he straightens to his full height. 

It’s musky. Mingi comments to all of them after his first whiff of the candle. Definitely something a male might wear.

Are there any colognes of the scent? San turns, spotting Seonghwa by the display.

Immediately, Seonghwa is scanning the labels, attempting to find the one he’s looking for before San can finish making his way over to where he is. Luckily for him, he spots the bottle a moment later, snatching it off of the display in an instant. It was the last one, too.

You bastard. San growls, noticing how the eldest grins smugly at him while waving the bottle in the younger’s face.

You snooze, you lose. Seonghwa repeats the youngest’s words from earlier in the day, beginning to move off to a different section of the store.

Relax, there’s also a body wash. Wooyoung comments, already pulling a bottle off of the shelf to check the label.

Immediately, it’s like a race between San and Seonghwa to make it over to where Wooyoung is standing. Each male practically shoves the other out of the way as they reach the shelf, arguing amongst themselves about who gets to use this particular scent as their own.

You can only blink from across the store in shock, an amused snort escaping you as you watch the chaos unfold before your very eyes.

“Are they always like this?” You lean into Mingi who has yet to leave your side.

He sighs, a small quirk to his lips upwards, “you’d be surprised.”

“Honestly, you’d think there’s a sale on toner or something, with how they booked it across the store.” You mumble, chuckling to yourself as you turn back towards the candles. “Oh, fresh pine!”

Taking another candle off of the shelf, you’re quick to open the lid. Again, a smile tugs at your features as you inhale the earthy scent deeply. Almost immediately, you’re extending it out to Mingi who leans in without another thought to smell the candle.

“Another one of my favourites,” you admit, tucking it into your arm beside your mahogany teakwood candle.

Yunho- Mingi glances at his brother from across the store.

Already on it. Yunho grins, heading over to the display to pull two bottles of cologne off of it. I’ll grab the body wash, too.

Mingi nods subtly in the other male’s direction, following you once more through the store as you go to check out the seasonal candles.

See if you can find out what other scents she likes. Jongho’s voice echoes through all of their heads, even if his comment is directed at Mingi for the moment.

Already on it. Mingi repeats Yunho’s words from mere moments before, a grin tugging at his lips as he watches your eyes light up.

“Fresh orchard? Don’t mind if I ‘yes’,” you reach for the candle shamelessly, eyes widening as the faint, crisp scent of apples reaches your nose. Your face light ups. "And the apples aren’t overpowering everything. Hell yes!”

Mingi cannot help but share in your excitement as you extend the candle out for him to smell. He has to agree, the scent of the apples isn’t overpowering the other aromas found within, giving rise for the subtle vanilla, cinnamon, and oak to come through.

Looking up, he catches gazes with Jongho who stands just outside of the store. An understanding passes between them, Mingi subtly nodding his head at the youngest in an instant.

Only, you turn your head just in time to notice him looking at something outside of the store. Following his gaze, that’s when you see both Yeosang and Jongho still standing in the hallway of the mall, the few bags from the bookstore held in their hands. Your brow furrows.

“Sometimes all of the scents overwhelm them and give them headaches,” Mingi informs you.

“I had no idea,” a small frown pulls at your features, lips tugging downwards as you continue to stare at the two males outside of the shop. 

It’s then that you feel two subtle caresses brushing against your void, the water rippling beneath their touch. Tentatively, and probably against your better judgment, you’re opening your mind.

Little do you know of the way such a simple act warms their hearts.

Please, do not feel bad about this, Dearest. Yeosang’s voice is the first you hear resounding in your head. It is not your fault.

We are more than content to see you happy like this. Jongho adds as they both send you reassuring smiles.

You smile back softly, a subtle nod to your head before you’re closing off your void to them once more.

“I didn’t even know you guys could get headaches.” You say, turning back to Mingi beside you.

“It’s rare, but we can still suffer from the same ailments as you,” Hongjoong voices, walking up beside you with a few products in his hands. “Well, minus a few things, of course. Like cancer.”

“Huh,” you hum, nodding along with his words. “Interesting.”

“Granted, we can either let the ailment manifest, or heal ourselves immediately,” Hongjoong adds, watching as Mingi walks off to go grab some things of his own, including that fresh orchard scent for Jongho.

“It’s a little difficult to imagine you guys with something as trivial as a stomachache, if I’m being honest,” you reply, looking through the rest of the display before you.

“Yeah, that tends to only happen if we’ve ingested a really nasty soul,” Wooyoung pops up on your other side, reaching across to grab at a particular body lotion on display.

“Though, there are certain ailments that can affect us, but not you,” Hongjoong tells you, stepping out of the way as you go to move around him. “Others that affect us could potentially kill you if you ever caught them.”

“Gee, that makes me feel so assured,” you mumble, walking passed him for the moment.

“Don’t worry, Gorgeous, we’d take care of you,” Wooyoung grins, stepping in line beside you as you reach the back of the store. “We know all of the cures, anyways. If it ever came to that.”

“Not to mention we could just heal you if you got sick,” Hongjoong reminds you, the conversation he had with you about injuries in the garden flitting through his mind.

“Right,” you nod in acknowledgement, and he just knows you’re thinking back to that moment, too. “I remember you telling me that.”

“Or, we could just feed you our blood.” Wooyoung comments nonchalantly.

Your eyes nearly bug out of your head, “excuse me?”

“It would be the fastest way to heal you,” Hongjoong says, shooting a pointed look towards Wooyoung for just dropping that little tidbit of information on you. “Quicker and more effective than our healing abilities, with some added side effects.”

“Side effects?” Your brow furrows.

“Nothing bad, don’t worry,” Hongjoong assures you with a small smile. “We would never let you get to a point where you would need to ingest our blood to heal yourself, anyways.”

“Good to know,” you huff out a small laugh, lips quirking upwards in slight disbelief at the conversation you’ve just had with them.

Hongjoong smiles back at you as the others all come to join you in the cash line, seeing as they’ve also finished looking around for the moment.

“Got everything you need?” Seonghwa asks, a soft smile painting his features as you nod back at him in response.

“They stopped carrying my other favourite scent a while ago,” you sigh, a slight pout to your lips. “So, this is good for now.”

“What one was that?” San is a little too eager in his inquiry.

“Sea island cotton.” You reply, somewhat wistfully. “It was really light and soothing.”

Hongjoong’s brow furrows, holding out one of the bottles of lotion in his hands, “you mean this?”

Your eyes nearly bulge out of your head as you see the label facing you, your free hand coming up to snatch the bottle right out of his hand. Then, you meet his gaze. “Where did you find this?”

Hongjoong points over his shoulder at the back corner of the store, blinking at you in mild shock at the wide-eyed look you send him.

“I’ll be right back,” you immediately go to step out of line, but a hand on your shoulder stops you.

“I’ll grab it for you,” Seonghwa offers, not even giving you a chance to deny him as he steps out of line, already halfway to the display in the blink of an eye.

Hwa, can you- Yeosang doesn’t even get to finish his question before the eldest is replying.

I’ve got you covered. Reaching the display, Seonghwa grabs a few different bottles including a body mist, body lotion, and a few body washes before heading back over to the cash line.

As soon as you see the bottles in his hands, your eyes light up, and each male practically swoons at the sight. All save for Seonghwa, who instead feels his heart fluttering in his chest as you look at him like he’s just brought you the greatest gift you could ever ask for. He swallows thickly, attempting to keep his arms from shaking.

Yeah. They could all get used to this.

“Here, why don’t you give us your stuff and go wait outside with Yeosang and Jongho?” Yunho says, already reaching to take the few items that you’re holding from your hands.

Again, the protests you’re about to say die in your throat as Mingi grabs the final item from you. In the next moment, Wooyoung uses his free hand to begin turning you around gently, ushering you to take a step towards the entrance of the store.

“Fine,” you grumble, a slight pout tugging at your lips as you cross you arms in front of your chest, beginning to make your way out of the shop.

Both Yeosang and Jongho smile as soon as they see you, having gotten a glimpse of your excited expression only moments before curtesy of their brothers. They absolutely adore the fact that you choose to stand in-between them, too, even if you still have your arms crossed in discontent for the moment.

A few minutes later, the other six are all walking out of the store, bags held in their hands. You attempt to reach for some of them, only to be brushed off by each male holding a bag. Even when you complain that you can carry something, they assure you that it’s fine. They don’t want you worrying your pretty little head about anything today, or ever for that matter.

You pout once more, leading them further down the hall and towards the direction of the foodcourt for the time being. Still, you cannot help but mutter about those damn demons once more under your breath, causing smiles to pull at all of their faces.

“If you want to hold onto something that badly,” San begins, a mischievous glint in his eyes that his brothers know all too well, “hold on to this.”

In the blink of an eye, he’s grabbed your hand in his, interlocking your fingers together without a second thought. He can just feel the jealous glares of his brothers on his back as he watches your eyes widen, a momentary falter to your steps as he catches you off guard. At the way he cheekily smiles at you, you can only avert your gaze somewhat shyly in response, a heat rising to your cheeks.

The best part? You don’t pull away.

“I am curious, though,” you say after a little while, San beginning to swing your interlocked hands gently back and forth between you as he hears Wooyoung complaining to him about holding onto your hand in his head. “How exactly do you guys get the money for all of this stuff? It’s hard to imagine you all working any type of retail job.”

“Could you imagine us working at a grocery store?” Wooyoung laughs. “Seonghwa would bite someone’s head off within five minutes.”

You half expect the oldest to complain about what Wooyoung’s saying about him, but at the subtle nodding of Seonghwa’s head, you let out a snort of laughter. 

Instantly, he’s turning to meet your gaze, a sheepish shrug gracing his shoulders as he grins back at you. “Guilty.”

“Jongho and Yeosang definitely wouldn’t have the patience to deal with difficult customers.” Yunho observes, receiving a loud ‘hey’ in protest from the youngest.

“San would be throwing out nearly all of the produce, complaining that it’s not fresh enough to be stocked on shelves,” Mingi joins in with a chuckle, a large smile painting his features.

“It’s true, though!” San retorts, an exasperated look pulling onto his features.

“Yes, yes, we all know about your two hour long rant on produce quality,” Yeosang practically rolls his eyes in response to the male’s reaction, eliciting another of the sweetest giggles from your lips.

“Anyways,” Hongjoong is drawing your attention to him as he speaks for the moment. “To answer your question, My Love, we acquire our wealth through many different means. The main ones being investing, and through real estate. We’ve been around for quite a long time, that we’ve learned a few tricks of the trade.”

“We are also the Kings of the Realm with the whole wealth of the underworld at out fingertips.” Jongho adds, nonchalantly.

The way you nod, clearly impressed, has pride filling their chests once more.

“That’s not to mention our other means of acquirement,” Wooyoung wiggles his brows at you suggestively.

“Never pictured you guys as strippers, but oddly enough, it’s very fitting.” You reply without a second thought, a store up ahead catching your attention.

Mingi nearly trips over his own feet as Wooyoung bursts out laughing, causing some heads of passers by to turn to look in your direction.

“We’re not-“ Seonghwa sighs, shaking his head at the younger demon with the skunk dyed hair. “We’re not strippers.”

“Ah,” your eyes go wide as you draw out the syllable, a teasing lilt to your voice. “Shame.”

“What Wooyoung meant to say, is that we sometimes acquire wealth through other, unfavourable means as well.” Hongjoong explains.

Your eyes narrow suspiciously. “Elaborate.”

“Gambling, the black market, assassinations: you name it,” Yunho informs you, a small shrug to his shoulders.

“Honestly,” you let out a sharp puff of air through your nose, “that doesn’t surprise me as much as it should.”

“Well, we are essentially demons.” Yeosang voices with a small shrug.

“Demonic entities,” you say, somewhat breathlessly, recalling the very first night when you learned of their true nature. “What does that even mean? Aren’t you guys essentially gods?”

San smirks, “you could say that.”

Then, as if recalling another one of your memories, you continue, “you all flinch whenever I say phrases referring to the catholic religion. Or at least, I think you do.”

“Force of habit,” Mingi replies honestly. “It’s difficult to not remember a time when people would use those phrases to curse our names.”

“Would it help if I told you that I don’t really believe in them, and I say those things more as a reactionary phrase just to say them over anything else?” You quirk a brow. Then, quickly, you add, “but I’ll never say them again if it hurts you.”

All of them are touched by your consideration for them right now, that they cannot help but fall even deeper for you in this moment. You all still may not be on the best of terms, but if today is anything to go by, you are both very receptive and accepting of them already. In the little time that they’ve actually been with you, they’ve been able to make tremendous progress. A fact which makes them beyond joyous in this moment here in time.

“It does indeed help.” Seonghwa smiles softly at you, probably the most touched out of all of them by your sudden consideration. “Though, don’t feel as if you have to stop saying those phrases now. Especially if you do not actually believe in them.”

You nod, turning your attention back to the front as you continue to walk down the hallway.

“Then, what do you believe in?” Jongho asks the question on all of their minds, curiosity reflected in all of their eyes as they shift their focus back onto you.

You stare ahead, blinking a few times as you watch the shop that you want to check inside of get closer and closer. Then, the corner of your lips is twitching upwards as you decide to let your thoughts actually be vocalized for the moment. You figure that there’s no harm in letting them know.

“I believe in all of you.”

For the second time that day, tears line the corner of Mingi’s eyes. Both Yunho and Jongho cannot help the way that their breaths hitch in their throats, while both Wooyoung and Seonghwa have to place one of their hands over their beating hearts to keep them from bursting right out of their chests. Yeosang pauses momentarily mid-step as his eyes close, his hand coming up to cover the lower half of his face as he absolutely revels in your words.

A soft smile tugs onto Hongjoong’s features, nothing but absolute fondness and adoration shining in his gaze as he looks at you. His heart swells in his chest, his throat bobbing as he swallows all of the words he wants to say back to you in this moment, in order to simply bask in this glorious feeling.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice San wiping at his cheek with the back of his free hand.

You blink, worry taking over your features immediately as you halt right in your tracks, conveniently right in front of the store you want to enter. “Did I say something wrong?”

“Of course not,” San squeezes your hand reassuringly, bringing it up to his lips to place a tender kiss onto your skin as he holds it there, revelling both in the feeling and meaning of this moment here in time with you.

“It just means a lot to us.” Yunho clears his throat, voice suddenly rough with the rawness of his emotions as he is overcome by the significance of your words. “What you’ve just said.”

“More than you’ll ever know.” Seonghwa smiles softly at you, his eyes shining with something that you don’t quite understand, but once it finally sinks in, you find it suddenly hard to breathe.

You take a moment to look around at the eight men surrounding you. You can see the adoration clear in their eyes, the fondness shining within causing your heart to race. No one has ever gazed at you so lovingly before. A fact of which causes your heart to then swell with an unfamiliar emotion, but a pleasant one, nonetheless.

For the first time in your life, you understand what it feels like to be someone’s first choice. You understand what it feels like to be wanted, to be desired by another person in a way that you are starting to desire them. You feel safe. You feel cared for. More than all of that, you feel comfortable in your own skin around them.

For the first time in your entire life, you understand what it feels like for someone to be in love with you. You, and only you.

A soft smile graces your features as you squeeze San’s hand back, looking between all of them once more as you all share in this tender moment together.

“I want to know more about you guys,” you say, watching as their features all light up in excitement. “But first, let me head in there to see an old friend,” you point to the jewellery store across from you as you gently drop San’s hand, much to his discontent, “and then we can all talk over drinks.”

Smiles pull at all of their lips, and you see a few of them nod their heads eagerly at your words.

“Sounds good,” Hongjoong meets your gaze, tone reflecting the happiness on his features.

“Great,” you smile, already heading towards the shop mere steps away.

The jewellery store is small in size, more of an antique shop than anything else as gems glitter in the display cases surrounding the area. In fact, a lot of the items look hand made, for each piece is unique in its design. Some of the pieces are rare, and some are odd: not typical items one would find in your average jewellery store. 

There only seems to be one person sitting inside behind the counter at the moment, scrolling through his phone. However, as soon as he looks up to see you walking into the store with both Seonghwa and Hongjoong in tow, his eyes are widening.

An excited gasp of your name slips past the male’s lips as he hops off of the stool he had been sitting on in order to practically tackle you in a hug. At the way you hear two pointed exhales behind you, you can just tell the two eldest are staring daggers at this man right now. You chuckle.

“David, hey!” You smile, pulling away to hold him at arm’s length. “It’s been a while.”

“You’re telling me, Missy.” He shoots you a pointed look, voice full of sass. “I thought I was going to die of boredom if you didn’t come to see me again, soon.”

“You’d die of boredom, anyways,” you roll your eyes, smacking his arm playfully.

“Guilty,” he grins, a small shrug to his one shoulder. “Anyways, how’ve you been? I heard you’re no longer working at the mall, which is why you haven’t come to visit in a while. Thanks for letting me know, by the way.”

“Oh, you most definitely don’t sound upset about that,” you snort, rolling your eyes teasingly in the next moment. “I meant to tell you, I really did! Just, shit happened.”

“Oh my god, was it Henry?” Immediately, concern is written all over his features.

Behind you, you can practically feel both Hongjoong’s and Seonghwa’s chests rumbling with suppressed growls. So, for the first time, you attempt to do to them what they’ve done to you. With difficulty, you envision reaching out to them with your void, hoping that they’ll be able to pick up on it if they’re still constantly monitoring your thoughts. You’re sure they are, especially if their sharp inhales are anything to go by, which can mean one thing, and one thing only. It worked.

“No, no, luckily not,” you’re quick to shake your head. “I have a feeling he’s not going to be bothering anyone ever again.”

“Bastard finally got his comeuppance, did he?” David quirks a brow at you.

“A well deserved punishment dealt swiftly, and quite flawlessly, if I do say so myself,” you smile, and you fail to realize just how proud you’ve made the two males (and the six in the hallway) standing behind you at your words.

“Thank fuck,” David breathes, closing his eyes momentarily as a sense of relief washes over him. Then, it’s as if his whole demeanour flips, a bright smile painting his features as he meets your gaze once more. “What brings you in today?”

“Can’t I come in to see my lovely friend?” You quirk a brow, grin tugging at your lips.

“And here I was thinking you came to pick up that necklace you commissioned from me.” He replies, already moving back behind the counter.

“Necklace?” Your brow furrows only momentarily until realization is crossing your features. With so much going on, you completely forgot about the fact that you had him make one for you. “Oh, right! That necklace.”

“Honestly, woman, how do you survive?” He chuckles teasingly, opening the door to the backroom to peek his head inside. “Suzy, can you bring out order eighty-seven?”

“I honestly forgot about that,” you chuckle, somewhat nervously. You just know that this has grabbed the two male’s attention behind you. Two male who have remained unusually silent for the moment as they pretend to browse through the store on their own.

In the next moment, a shorter woman appears almost eagerly, holding a somewhat large black velvet box in her hands. As soon as she sees you, her eyes light up, an excited squeal of your name escaping her lips. “I just knew it was you as soon as David told me to grab this order!”

“It’s good to see you, too, Suzy,” you smile at her enthusiasm.

“Well, here you go,” she hands the box to you and you turn to place it on top of the counter. 

David now stands across from you while the two demons step in behind you, casually observing from over each one of your shoulders. They have no idea what this necklace could be, considering your thoughts are closed off, and all they’re getting from both Suzy and David are how excited they are to see your reaction.

Slowly, you begin to open the velvet box in front of you. 

A gasp escapes you as you take in the elegance of the design, noting the little details of the craftwork as you lift the necklace carefully out of the case. The way the gems gleam in the light has your eyes sparkling in awe. Your breath catches in your throat at the amount of effort you know David put into this for you, and you cannot help the way your heart warms at that fact alone.

There, dangling like the brightest star in the night sky, is a perfect replica of Arwen’s Evenstar necklace.

“I’m sure you two know all about her little obsession with that favourite series of hers.” David grins, directing his comment towards the two males standing beside you at the moment. He’s noticed how close they’ve been to you since entering the store, not only physically, but with how they seem to watch you carefully, a tender look in each one of their eyes.

“Believe me,” Seonghwa breathes out, projecting your beautiful, awestruck expression to his other brothers currently waiting outside in the hallway.

“We know.” Hongjoong concludes just as breathlessly, his own eyes catching on the way yours reflect the light just like the piece of jewellery in your hand.

“David,” you meet his gaze, the sincerity shining in your own, “I can’t thank you enough.”

“You commissioned it.” He grins back, seemingly shrugging off your praise for the moment. “I’m just glad I could deliver.”

“How much do I owe you?” You begin, settling the necklace back in its box for the time being as you softly close the lid.

“You already payed for it, remember?” He chuckles, reaching over and grabbing your free hand that you have resting on top of the counter before you, giving it a gentle squeeze in the next second.

“Right,” you chuckle along with him, “I did.”

“Sometimes you have to treat yourself to the things you want most.” Suzy directs her comment at you with a smile, repeating your very words back to you that you had told her when you first commissioned this piece of jewellery. “You should indulge yourself more often; let yourself have nice things.”

You smile softly. “Right.”

“Well, I’m glad you like it because it’ll make what I’m about to tell you less painful,” David leans against the counter, motioning behind you to a specific display with his chin. “It sold.”

Your jaw drops, immediately turning and stepping across the store to take in the case that held one of your two favourite items in the shop. “No way.”

“What sold?” It’s Hongjoong who asks the question, casually looking over all of the items in the case before him.

“Only her favourite jewelled dagger.” David grins, meeting Hongjoong’s gaze for the first time since he entered the shop. “It was ceremonial, too."

For the second time that day, Hongjoong needs to lean onto the display in front of him for support. His breathing nearly comes in jagged pants, were it not for the way he manages to control himself for the time being. Barely. Still, he cannot help the shiver of pleasure that runs down his spine at learning this specific fact about you.

“You don’t say,” his voice is airy, turning to look at the way you circle the glass case before you.

“I’m surprised whoever bought it didn’t buy the matching sword.” You hum, noting the jewelled handle with the same exact design as the dagger.

“I tried to sell them as a set, but the girl that bought it only wanted the dagger,” David replies with an exasperated sigh.

You scoff, “shame the set was separated, but they are both expensive items.”

“I guess so,” David sighs once more, resting his head in his open palm as he continues to lean against the counter. “Perhaps it’s a sign that you should buy the sword.”

At the suggestive wiggle of David’s brows, you let out a puff of laughter. 

“You know that if I buy myself a sword, I’m buying a replica of Anduíl.” You shoot David a look, shaking your head in the next moment, muttering under your breath, “just wish it wasn’t over two-fucking-thousand dollars for one.”

The two eldest share a look.

“I didn’t know you liked blades,” Seonghwa voices, attempting to control himself as well for the moment. The mental image alone of you holding one of his swords in your hands has his knees weak, throat suddenly parched as he looks towards you for the time being.

“I don’t know, maybe it’s just the stereotypical bisexual in me,” you shrug, nonchalantly. “I’ve always had an affinity towards them. Swords, knives, daggers, you name it.”

“Yeah, yeah, we all know you’ve got a knife kink,” David waves you off, standing back to his full height with a teasing grin on his face. “Goes hand in hand with that blood kink of yours.”

Your mouth falls open in horror, a heat rising to your cheeks. “David!”

Even Suzy looks caught off guard by his statement, her eyes nearly bulging out of her head as she leans against the wall.

Most importantly, though, you don’t deny it.

Little do you all know of how this little admission affects the two males in the shop, but especially one in particular. Now, Hongjoong barely suppresses his pleased growl, his mind running wild with this new information. 

Perhaps he should take you to see his knife collection at some point, letting you pick out the ones you like most to use as you play out all of his darkest fantasies with him. The trust alone you would have for him at that point in your relationship sends a shiver down his spine as he envisions it now. Not to mention the added effect of you and him covered in blood, laving your tongues over each other’s skin to drink in the victory of vanquishing your enemies together.

You literally could not be more perfect.

“At least we still have the other item you always love to stare at when you’re here,” David breaks the growing tension in the shop, voice cutting through the silence as he moves back to his original spot by the stool.

“Really? It still hasn’t sold?” You choose to move on from the embarrassment you’re still feeling, hoping that the two males won’t bring up what they’ve just learned about you any time soon. Though, with how dark their gazes are as they look at you, you know they won’t be letting this go so quickly.

“Even I’m surprised,” Suzy adds, seemingly back to her normal, chipper self after those scandalizing comments from David about you.

“What is it?” This time, it’s Seonghwa who asks.

A knowing smirk pulls onto David’s features, “I’ll show you.”

“No, David-“ you don’t even get a chance to protest as he’s unlocking the cabinet in front of him and pulling out the item in question.

Both Hongjoong and Seonghwa cannot prevent the way their breaths catch in their throats at the object now presented to them. Moans nearly spilling from their lips as they take in the sight before them.

There, on a red velvet display pillow, resides a beautiful crystal crown. Diamonds and white sapphires sparkle along the base, interwoven between the opaque quarts gems rising into a sharp point from either side. Small chains adorn the bottom, and as David lifts the crown, they fall, only to dangle with more small crystals hanging off of the ends. The intricacy of the design alone takes their breath away. Not to mention how it absolutely glimmers beneath the artificial lights of the store, each gem sparkling beneath their gaze.

Truly, a crown fit for their Queen.

“I think today should be the day you finally put it on.” David directs his comment towards you, seemingly nonchalant as he quirks a brow.

“We couldn’t agree more,” Seonghwa replies breathlessly, as both he and Hongjoong turn to look at you, eagerness shining in their eyes.

“Uh,” you hesitate, unsure of what to do.

“Oh, please?” Suzy whines, eyes shining and hopeful. “I’ve always wanted to see you wear it.”

Your breath hitches in your throat as all four of their gazes are now locked on you. Even as your eyes drift past Seonghwa’s head, you can see the six males waiting in the hallway just outside watching on intently, an almost pleading eagerness to their own features.

You swallow the sudden dryness in your throat, voice but a mere whisper on the air, “Alright.”

Stepping towards David, you begin to do whatever you can to steady your nerves. You know this will mean more to the eight of them than to you right now, but if you’re being honest with yourself, you have always wanted to wear a crown. You’ve just never had a reason to have one before now.

For a moment, the shared memory of you in that field with Yunho flashes through your mind, and you cannot help but to smile softly. A sentiment which is shared by the tall male in the hallway as he catches a glimpse of that moment flitting through your mind. At least this won’t be the first time one of them is seeing you in a crown.

Shifting your attention back to the situation in front of you, you notice Hongjoong standing before David.

“May I?” He asks, and you think that this is the most regal that you’ve ever seen him.

“Be my guest,” David grins, handing the crown over to Hongjoong without a second thought.

Hongjoong’s hands are shaking, whole body trembling as he turns towards you with the crown now held in his grasp. Even Seonghwa, who stands slightly off to the side, is having a hard time keeping it together at this very moment as he supports himself with one hand on top of a display case. Both cannot help but to hold their breaths, waiting in anticipation for what is still yet to come.

Then, as if your body already knows exactly what to do, you take a knee, lowering your head as Hongjoong approaches you. Your eyes flutter shut as you feel his presence before you, your heartbeat ringing in your ears.

Ever so slowly, and with the grace of a thousand moons, Hongjoong places the crown gently upon your head.

The moment you feel its weight on you, your eyes open. In the second it takes for him to take a step away from you, you stand back to your feet, lifting your head to see all eight of them already looking towards you.

The sight of you, standing before them in a crown, nearly sends them all to their knees right then and there for the third time that day. 

The first had been when you turned around in that bookstore, your condemnation of that bastard fresh in their minds as they all nearly went wild from your change in persona. The way you commanded their attention, and dealt your judgment, made them feel like a true ruler stood before them. Their Queen.

The second was when you told them you believed in them, only solidifying the fact that they are always ready and willing to do anything for you. They are so desperately in love with you, and to know that you trust them, that you believe in them, made them so unbelievably happy, their souls ascending like never before. Their confidant.

Now, they are finally able see one of their greatest desires coming to fruition before their very eyes, and none of them can deny the way that you look absolutely stunning. Words cannot even begin to describe your beauty to them right now, nor how much this moment means to them at this point in time. The love of their lives.

If they could, they would be on their knees in a heartbeat, worshipping and praising you in every and any way imaginable. After all, it’s what they’ve always wanted, and it’s what you’ve always deserved.

“You look absolutely regal.” David’s lips part in a gasp, pulling upwards into an excited smile in the next moment.

“I always knew you were a queen!” Suzy comments cheerfully, nodding her head enthusiastically.

Our Queen. Growls of approval build in their chests as they continue to take in the ethereal sight that is you before them like this.

If you don’t buy that for her right fucking now, Wooyoung begins, the sentiment being echoed by all of his brothers in this very moment, I will.

In your fucking dreams, I’m buying this for her. San retorts, his eyes swirling with that all too familiar darkness as he turns towards the younger male beside him.

As much as I agree, you guys can fight over this one, Yunho voices. I’ve already given her a crown of my own.

At this, all five males standing around him turn to glare harshly at Yunho. Were it not for the fact that they are in public right now, Mingi’s hands would already be wrapped around the elder male’s throat.

“How much is it?” Hongjoong’s voice manages to draw all of their attention back into the shop before them.

At the way your eyes widen significantly, you’re quick to take the crown off of your head and place it back onto the plush pillow on the counter.

“Don’t answer that.” You shoot a pointed look at David, shaking your head subtly as he glances at you out of the corner of his eyes. 

Then, he’s making a quick zipping motion across his lips, shooting you a wink in the next moment before turning back to face Hongjoong.

“Sorry, brother,” David sighs, putting the crown back inside it’s case. “Lady’s wishes.”

The snarls you can see beginning to tug onto both Seonghwa’s and Hongjoong’s features have you reacting quickly.

“Anyways, we should get going!” You cut in, reaching over to place a hand each onto both Seonghwa’s and Hongjoong’s shoulders to turn them around and guide them out of the shop. Only, just as quickly as your touch comes, it’s gone, you reaching over to grab the velvet box with your necklace in it in the next second, shaking it slightly in your hand. “Thanks again for this, you don’t know how much I appreciate it.”

“Of course!” David responds, coming around to give you a big hug once more. “Stop by anytime.”

“Come see us again, soon!” Suzy adds, scurrying around the counter to give you a hug of her own.

You chuckle. “I will, I promise.”

Waving a final goodbye to the two of them, you turn back around, noticing how the two eldest seem to be having a silent conversation with the six males outside of the shop. It’s only when you gently tap their upper backs, helping to guide them both out of the shop, do they move.

Stepping back up to the other six, you’re quick to continue making your way down the hallway once more. Only, there’s a slight nervousness to you now. They can see it clearly in the way your shoulders are tense, your hands gripping onto that velvet box for dear life.

It’s Yeosang who manages to break the sudden tension between the nine of you.

“Can I see?” His voice is soft as he falls into step beside you, eyes briefly glancing to the box held in your hands.

“Huh-“ you blink, seemingly pulled out of your thoughts as you turn to look at him gazing at you so fondly. You smile softly, “of course.”

Carefully, you open the case, slowing your pace to make sure you don’t accidentally drop the necklace now held in your hands. Again, that same twinkle in your eyes makes an appearance as you continue to gaze at it in awe, your heart racing in your chest.

“Would you like to put it on?” It’s Wooyoung who asks you, voice kind and caring as he glances between the necklace and your eyes.

You take a moment to consider his words before you nod gently in response.

Without wasting any time, Wooyoung takes the chain from your hand, undoing the clasp as he steps in behind you. He can practically feel you shiver against his touch as his fingers brush against the back of your neck, securing the necklace in place in the next moment.

He can’t help it. Wooyoung trails the tips of his fingers of his one hand along the nape of your neck and all the way to your shoulder as he steps around you to see the piece of jewellery now hanging from your neck. The way you shiver once more beneath his touch has the corner of his lips quirking upwards.

Despite the fact that it’s not something that they have gifted you, each male cannot deny how perfectly the jewel suits you. The gem gleams beneath their gaze, seemingly making you shine brighter than before. A fact which makes them swoon for a second time that day.

“Beautiful,” Mingi breathes, a gentle smile gracing his features reflected similarly on all of his brother’s faces.

Again, you avert your gaze, a heat creeping up your neck as you clear your throat. “So, how about that drink, then?”

[mint-yooxgi]

Hotel California Related Writings Mini Masterlist

Below you can find all the writings related to my Yandere!Demonic Entities!Ateez fic Hotel California! Enjoy~

Headcanons

➢ General Headcanons

➢ Some More General Ones

➢ Escapism

➢ How They Watched & Influenced You

➢ Some Thots™️

➢ How They Share You

➢ Their Powers

➢ About Your Blood

➢ If You Had Sex With Them First

➢ When You’re Sick

➢ Some Kinks™️

➢ Pet Names

➢ Love Languages

➢ Going Lingerie Shopping With Them

➢ If You Opened Your Albums Like a Little Gremlin (Affectionate)

➢ Their Favourite Feature of Yours

➢ Their Favourite Body Part of Yours

➢ Surviving A Silent Treatment

➢ Best Head Game

➢ Eyes Flashing Black

➢ Favourite Positions™️

➢ Mundane Things That Make Them Come Untouched

➢ How To Actually Make Them Upset/Angry

➢ Birthdays

➢ Telling The Others to Leave During Their First Times With You

➢ String Colours

➢ Yeosang Tidbits

➢ Favourite Foods

Most To Least

➢ Who You Trust The Most At The Beginning

➢ Who Would Crack If Teased/Has The Least Amount of Self Control

➢ Biggest and Most Obvious Simp

➢ Singing You To Sleep

➢ You Vs. Them: Strippers + Pole Dancing

➢ Tear Each Other Apart to Give You A Massage (While on Period)

➢ Smug About Being Your Lockscreen

➢ Simp For Thigh Highs

➢ Breeding Kink™️

Blurbs & Thoughts

➢ Is this Stockholm Syndrome?

➢ Hongjoong First Time Sneak Peek - Updated Version

➢ Yunho Thot™️

➢ Jongho First Time Sneak Peek

➢ Wooyoung Using His Powers During Sex

➢ Wooyoung First Time Sneak Peek

➢ Seonghwa First Time Sneak Peek

➢ Mingi First Time Sneak Peek

[mint-yooxgi]

I had a thot and I wanted to share! So how would each yan demon Ateez member react to y/n having sex with them first? Some might brag while others might take a more romantic route 👀

I mean, they’d all be at least a little smug about it if you chose them to give yourself to in that way first over the others. Some of them would just be better at controlling said smugness than others. Plus, they’d all be pretty romantic to start, since it would be the first time you’d be opening yourself up to them in such a way. They don’t want to scare you off, and besides, they want to make it special for the both of you. I kind of also want to write out either a headcanon post or individual scenarios of what each of their first times look like with you, if not both, so let me know if that’s something you guys would be interested in!! The brain rot is strong lmaoo

Anyways...

Out of all of them, Seonghwa would probably be the most smug about it if he was the first you trusted enough to have you in such an intimate way. He’d be insufferable about it, too. Walking around without a shirt on to proudly display the marks you had given him the night before, refusing to let any of them heal on his body for at least two days. Only, there would be a catch. He wouldn’t let any of the others know exactly what transpired between the both of you. Oh, no, he would not. That’s between you and him. 

On the other hand, Yunho would not brag like the eldest. He would most certainly keep what transpired between the both of you under lock and key should you choose him to give yourself to him first. It would be more of a situation like, “did you?” (one of the others asking him about what happened) and Yunho, with a loving smile on his face reminiscing in the privacy of his own mind blocked from the others the way you sounded sighing his name so sweetly, “yeah.”

The most insufferable little shit would definitely be Wooyoung. Smug little bastard would be parading around with the largest smile on his face the next day if you chose him to be the first one you opened yourself up to like that. Literal definition of: ‘no thoughts, head empty, only memories of last night playing through his mind’. Which in turn frustrates the others because all they’re getting is little snippets of your face contorting in pleasure, and the sound of you whimpering so delicately echoing through their ears. All of which would lead to them practically begging him for more than just an echo of his thoughts, teasing them with every smile that tugs at his lips, but Wooyoung knows what he’s doing. Cheeky shit would simply reply, “well then, I guess you’ll just have to find out on your own.” (he’s most certainly doing this on purpose).

San would definitely be the second most smug about it, though. Like Seonghwa, San would most definitely be walking around without a shirt on the next day were you to give yourself to him first out of the others. Certainly talks about it the most, but in a vague way that leaves the others desperate for more information. San: “I’m telling you, you should see the way her whole body shakes when you-” then he’s catching himself, a glint to his eyes as a smirk pulls onto his lips, “well, you just had to see it for yourself.”

Another who would keep your privacy at the forefront of his mind if you were to let him indulge in you first would be Yeosang. Were it not for their mental connection, and the fact that both you and him are now covered in each other’s scents, none of his brothers would be the wiser. He’s like Yunho in that way, keeping what happened between the both of you inside his mind for safe keeping. Only, if he were asked about it, he’d just reply with a soft smile before walking away, giving away nothing to the others about the night before.

Jongho is another who is very similar to both Yunho and Yeosang, but the cheeky buggar is a little smug that you would choose him, the youngest, over any of the others were you to give yourself to him first. That is what makes him chuckle the next day as he thinks back on the night before. Also what makes the others come to see him about what he thinks is so funny. Then, the little shit, unlike the other two, would let the sound of you moaning echo through the other’s minds. The real cherry on top is when he lets them hear what you sounded like moaning his name.

Now, Mingi... there’s an anomaly. If you were to open yourself up to him in that way and trust him like that first, he would be torn between shouting it from the rooftops and keeping it all bottled up inside for only himself to look at and go back to whenever he wanted. Poor guy is too giddy the next day to do anything properly, so it doesn’t take his brothers a long time to figure out what happened. Also, the fact that he wears a cardigan with no shirt underneath to display the marks you’ve left littered all over his skin is another dead giveaway. But alas, his lips (and mind) are sealed. In his opinion, if they have to ask about it, they don’t deserve to know.

Last, but most certainly not least, if you were to allow Hongjoong to have you like this first, most certainly he would be smug about it, but he’d also feel a tremendous amount of gratitude and pride at knowing you trust him enough to let him touch you. (I mean, they all would). This moment would feel so surreal to him, that he would not - could not - share it with the rest. This night is for him and you only, and only will the two of you get to remember it like that. He’ll make it known for sure that he was the one you trusted enough first to get to have you as his own, but that’s where he draws the line. The others will just have to fuck around and find out by themselves. Literally.

[emeraldbabygirl]

I have a confession to make.

Sometimes I have thot thoughts about my children. I have a specific list of groups and/or idols that I refuse to think about sexually or read any smut with. But that all changed when the fire nation attacked but that rule is slowly falling apart.

I have had multiple whore thoughts about members of ATEEZ, the Jo Twins, members of Imfact and my Shownuwu. I have read smut with Day6, NCT, ATEEZ, Shownu and almost read a Stray Kids smut. Where are the fucking angey eyes ;-; I will admit that I can truthfully say I didn’t read the fanfics with thot intent. I just want to see how these people write and the only thing different is that it’s not what I’d normally read. The content is really good, and I hate that some of the kinks and the good shit is only in the fanfics I find of the children :| like, if I was a better writer I would write good content with that good good 👌🏻👌🏻 with idols that I want but I suck at fanfics. And I appreciate the content because it’s really good. Yeah.

It feels like a big sin because I love my children and I don’t think about them sexually because in my mind they are younger than me. Some of them are my age, some are a few years older than me and some are younger than me but they would technically be 18. But ion care, thems my babies. Also sometimes, I didn’t use to like random thots posts and comment how it’s a big mood but in a way that’s like “yes that is something I would say with Sehyoon but not Mingi or Seonghwa but still the content is a mood” it’s all about the content. When people say they “watch porn for the plot” but the porn doesn’t have a plot actually I’m reading these ffs for the content only. I just have to ignore the fact that I’m reading about my babies. Sometimes I want to engage in thotivities with @kodabodaa but I am afraid she will turn me into a whore for Seonghwa and I’m afraid I have slightly gone down that path already. Help :( I almost called him sexy the other day and I had to stop myself. Seonghwa is a very handsome dude and sometime wen him do tings that make peple’s heart goes “skooby doo pap pap” it bad :( (btw while I mentioned you I miss talking about the thicc beefy bitch Wyatt, have you moved on?) Another thing is I used to think of Zuho and Wyatt like children but I hoe for them now uwu. Oki I done uwu

[emeraldbabygirl]

So I’m gonna pause my IZ Adventures because I realized the reasons? and the differences in my posts. The main posts being the difference in how I treat boy groups vs girl group on here and more strangley how I’m talking about the boy groups. It kind of bothers me.

Ok, so awhile back I had made a post saying that I didn’t know how to express my love for girl groups. But I’ve always expressed my love for girl groups whether I state it or post about it or just keep it to myself. They way I express my love for girl groups is really quiet simple. I love all the girl groups I listen to and they are all my babygirls or my princess, I call them all my babies. Even with the occasional “please step on me” most of the time I am always soft for my ladies. (Jessi, Hyuna and Hwasa sometimes being the exception).

With boy groups it’s split. I never understood it until I was watching the teaser for D-Crunch’s comeback and some GWSN videos. With the boys groups I either am soft and I love them and want to hug them and kiss them and all that cute stuff or I thot out to them and just list all the sexual things I wish I could do with them, to them or they could do to me. I’ve never stated that I love them. The biggest example is Imfact vs. VAV. This has been brought up to me but I had no idea what it meant, I couldn’t figure out the meaning or why I thought like this.

With Imfact I’m already soft for them, I tried being hard for Jeup but it was literally impossible. There’s a reason why I’m soft for a lot of groups. There’s a reason why I treat groups like Imfact and ATEEZ different from VAV or say N.Flying. I always say cute things about Imfact as you can clearly see in my posts, it’s always been like that with them, same with the other groups. I love them and I don’t think of them sexually because I don’t want to. I need to be soft for them, it’s comforting to me especially when I’m sad. I can’t make my brain think or be a thot for them because I love them. Notice how in all my Imfact posts how it’s always “I want to kiss them/ hug them/ hold them/ tell them how much I love them/ do cute things with them + hold them + lay in their arms” and I always state that I love them. It’s the same with the members of ATEEZ, Stray Kids, Halo, Noir (minus Seunghoon), D-Crunch and many other groups.

With groups like VAV, UNIQ, History, 2Z, N.Flying, The Rose, IZ or any member of a group I thot out for like Zuho or Junji I never say I love them. It’s always “I want them to fuck me like this and say this to me til I do this” it’s never anything added or extra like with my babies. When I was told I seem to know more about the groups I’m soft for that’s because I think I take more interest in them because I love them for their personalities or lack of brain cells or their whatever, I know more about the members and the company or whatever.

With the groups I’m a hard stan for I know nothing. Nor do I say anything about them as people, artists or anything else. I say nothing about their performance or talent or company. It’s all just looks and their bodies. I find that both embarrassing and shameful. I don’t know how to fix it. It’s almost as if I’m subconsciously making up the meaning of love and how love is supposed to work. Like, having sex doesn’t mean you are in love or loving someone means you won’t have sex with them. I seem to think that you can’t do both? Idk, like..so since I don’t think about a specific number of groups sexually if by some random chance I was dating..we’ll say Jeup. Since I don’t like to sexualize him I would never be able to get to the point in our relationship where we could have sex. Because I wouldn’t want to have sex with him. But say it’s with Geumhyuk, well there might be something there other than sex actually, let’s say I was dating Hyunjun or Seunghyub (because those are literally all my posts now) I would only be with them to have sex with me. I don’t think there would be any signs of affection or intimacy between us at all. I wouldn’t love them I would just want to have sex with them.

My brain seems to think either you love and don’t have sex or you have sex and don’t love. Idk. It was something I finally understood. It’s very weird how that’s working. I don’t really know whether I like it or not. Of course it’s not right but my brain and thoughts are fucked up enough as it is, she prolly thinks this is normal. I don’t think it’s going to stop me from doing things the way I have been but it’s just something to think about.