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[12.44] nerd!seonghwa × popular!reader (m)

⇀ you just can't help but help the inexperienced nerd explore himself

⇁ i'm just indulging my impulses at this point

genre : smut

warning : mdni explicit smut, dirty talk, (y/n) being condescending, unprotected sex (no latex no go), semi-public sex ?? (kinda dry humping and handjob in the hallway), kinda subbish seonghwa?, inexperienced!seonghwa (not a virgin), implication of cumming inside (mentioned)

wc : 0.8 k (on the dot !!)

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It was absolutely adorable how Seonghwa was moaning like a needy little bitch into your mouth, absolutely devouring the fact that the hot, popular girl was giving him all the attention while the jocks stood by the corner, glaring at him with jealousy when you pulled him into a less crowded hallway on the second floor.

His moan got louder when you pulled his hair, effectively detaching his delectable lips off of you, making you regret it slightly because you began to miss its pillowy softness. "Mm, do you like that, big boy? Do you like your hair being pulled by me?" you purred cockily, feeling your pussy clench at the sight of his eyes rolling to the back while his cock was pressed directly into your core, pressing, prodding, as if begging for permission to enter you. As if you won't give it to him in the first place.

"Yes, yes, oh fuck, yes," Seonghwa whimpered. The raspiness of his voice paired with the flush of his skin and the position you two were in was enough to get you all riled up. Needy inexperienced nerds were always your favourite but Park Seonghwa was different. You might be addicted to him.

Slipping your hand into his pants and past his underwear, you could feel his slick erection, twitching in your hand. You couldn't help the smirk that grew on your face, amused. As you started stroking him, Seonghwa's neck went slack and his face dropped to your shoulder, his hips rolled against your hand as if trying to get more from you desperately. "Aww, poor baby. So desperate, so pliant," you mockingly taunted, "I'm gonna fucking wreck you tonight."

Almost immediately, Seonghwa felt his cock get harder and he whimpered out a needy moan, "Yes, yes, yes, please." "Do you want me to show you things your virgin cock was created for?" Seonghwa's breath hitched when you swiped your thumb on his tip, "I-I- I'm n-not a virgin," he swallowed. Though it was embarrassing for Seonghwa to have to clarify himself like that, for some reason Seonghwa was more... entranced by you for putting him in such a position, he wanted more and not just to prove himself to you, but also to please you. You clicked your tongue at him, wordlessly dismissing his statement, "Trust me, baby boy, your past experience was nothing. You were and always have been a virgin until I fuck you," quickly, you slipped your hand out of his pants to cup his face, bringing him so close that your lips were practically touching, "You're mine from now on."

Seonghwa's body tensed and thought you were no longer stimulating him, Seonghwa found himself cumming in his pants. Thanks to your bodies being pressed up together, you could feel the warmth of his cum spreading on his crotch.

While Seonghwa's eyes immediately drop due to embarrassment, yours lit up like a Christmas tree. "Oh sweetie, did your virgin cock give out on you?" you taunted. This time, Seonghwa was damn near crying from holding himself back. The image you have been drawing for him was almost too much and he had a feeling that the reality of your skill would send him to an early grave.

With slightly trembling hands, Seonghwa reached his hands out to your chest and groped your tits, almost clumsily, "I told you I'm not a virgin," he huffed, trying to look angry but you know he's anything but. "Mhm, doesn't matter anyways because now I'm going to fuck you," you smirked.

Excitedly, Seonghwa nodded, "Yes, please, let's get out of here," he whimpered. You raised an eyebrow at him, "Get out? Honey, there are empty bedrooms here," smirking, you began pulling him into one, "Don't tell me you're embarrassed to be seen with me?" you pouted, detaching yourself once you got inside the room.

Almost frantically, Seonghwa rushed forward and crashed both of your bodies onto the bed, completely forgetting about the door. "No, no, no, of course not! I- I just..." he looked away bashfully, "I just don't want to make a mess in someone else's bed." You had to bite your bottom lip to prevent a squeal from coming out because you just couldn't stand how adorable he was. "Well, we'd just have to be considerate and not make a mess now, won't we?" You suggested as your hands slowly worked to get Seonghwa out of his clothing; from his star wars hoodie to his undershirt, then down to his sweatpants, freeing his cock for you to ogle at. "H-how are we going to do that?" Seonghwa asked with his voice almost cracking due to the effect of your touches.

In one swift move, you flipped him over and smirked, "You're just gonna have to cum inside me."

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[edenesth]

[7:03 AM]

"Oh my freaking god! If you don't know how to drive, go back to driving school!" you shouted, resisting the urge to flip off the car in front of you. "Seriously, how did these people even get their driver's licenses?!"

Seonghwa bit his lip, glancing over at you with hearts in his eyes. He admired your heeled foot pressing aggressively on the accelerator as you overtook the slow driver hogging the fast lane. His eyes travelled up to your work outfit—a well-fitted black velvet dress with a mid-thigh slit, a floral-patterned scrunchie on your wrist, and a pair of geeky rose gold-rimmed glasses on your face.

God, if only she knew how hot she looked.

The thing was, you were usually the sweetest angel known to man. Everyone at your workplace called you 'sunshine,' and you truly were the nicest person to exist, a quality that had drawn him to you. To him, this made you wifey material, and he couldn't imagine loving anyone else if you weren't the one he eventually married.

But there was one time when you were most unlike your usual self: whenever you were on the road, behind the wheel. When you drove, you turned into a complete demon.

He remembered witnessing this side of you for the first time. It was just a few weeks into your relationship when he needed a ride. His initial shock quickly turned into admiration as he savoured the meanest resting bitch face he'd ever seen on you. He had no idea his sweet, perfect angel could harbour such rage.

That same expression was on your face now, and he would never tire of seeing it. However, there was one problem: he was getting a little too excited from seeing you like this. This was not the right time for such feelings. He was on his way to work, for goodness' sake. The last thing he needed was for his coworkers to notice how 'affected' he was by his girlfriend first thing in the morning.

To avoid letting his excitement escalate, he quickly took out his phone and started playing around with it, eventually settling on taking selfies using the mirror on the visor to distract himself.

"Man, I look good today," he smirked.

"Oh yeah? We'll see how good you look when you have to walk yourself to work tomorrow. This will be the last time I'm dropping you off, Park. That goddamn car of yours better be all serviced and ready by the end of the day."

His grin vanished at your words. "But babe, we're having such a good time. Don't you like spending a few extra minutes with me, hm? Besides, the guys at the workshop said it could take a few days if the spare parts don't arrive on time—" he was cut off by the deadly glare you shot him.

"If you think being stuck in an unnecessary jam and being late to my own job because of you is a good time, you need to reevaluate your priorities," you said coolly, eyes on the road as you overtook all the drivers from hell and sped toward his office building, which was thankfully not too far from yours.

"Yes, ma'am."

Seonghwa wasn’t sure how to feel hearing those words, but he supposed he finally understood what it meant to be both scared and turned on at the same time because damn, that was hot.

Before he could dwell on those feelings for too long, the car slowed to a stop, and he realised you had arrived at his workplace. After shifting the gear to park, you turned to face him, your usual warm smile greeting him once again—the smile he adored, the one that had stolen his heart, the one that made him realise you were the one.

"We're here, Hwa! You know I don't mean any of those words, right? I'll drive you whenever you need me to. Now go before you're late."

Just like that, his angel was back.

His heart melted all over again as he leaned in to press his lips firmly against your invitingly pink ones, not caring if he ruined your gloss. That was what you deserved after all the things you had just said to him. Call it his little payback if you will. To his delight, your eyes fluttered shut as you kissed him back, just like the sweet angel you always were, giving in to him without fail.

Pulling back slowly, you sighed, "Go. I'll see you after work. Love you."

He bit his lip, feeling your thumb swiftly wipe your gloss off his lips. "I love you too, babe. God, you drive me crazy."

And he meant it.

You giggled, pushing him away by the chest. "You do the same to me, Park Seonghwa."

As he got out of the car, his heart pounded in his chest, still reeling from the emotional whiplash you had given him. Feeling hot from the experience, he loosened his tie to cool off before entering his office. Oh yes, he couldn't wait to be picked up by you this evening. Unlike now, he would be able to show you just how crazy you made him once you got home tonight.

Just you wait, you little devil.

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I... this is self-indulgent as fck, that's all I'll say HAHA this was the only thing on my mind as I was driving home from work today. I'm usually sweet as an angel (it's what most people say about me) but good lord, I'm unrecognisable whenever I'm on the road.

Sacrificed my workout time to write this because priorities LMFAO

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[itstheghostofmypast]

16.51

University Student P.Seonghwa x (F)Reader

Summary: Sometimes, you just need a sugar boost and some Lego sets to make your day a bit brighter - oh, don't forget the main ingredient, Park Seonghwa.

Genre: Fluff

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.1K

Est.Read Time: 5 min

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A/N: For my hardworking girlboss- @edenesth (a late bday present of sorts).

With a heavy sigh, she placed her bag on the bench before slumping down beside it. Whoever said university was fun deserved a special place in hell. Two years in, and she still had to sit on a patch of grass surrounded by her friends, all looking up at the camera with smiles that would put toothpaste ads to shame. Not to mention the endless hours of back-to-back classes, followed by the nonsensical amount of assignments and projects given to them, all made her wonder what exactly was this all for? She was not birthed to become a slave of capitalism, a slave of the system- she was but a mere butterfly, all too willing to flutter around in an endless field of opportunities, skipping from one soft petal to another, tasting the sweet essence of a blissful and youthful life.

Or she could get a rubber-clad four walled white room, at least she'd be able to pass off being delusional as a crazy person, rather than someone claiming she was so depressed she had begun day dreaming in classes. Her fingers twitched at the thought of how a few juniors caught her crying in a bathroom stall today, though they were far from cruel, their consoling words just made her feel worse- maybe she really wasn't cut out for all of this. This hectic schedule, this hectic lifestyle, these expectations.

She was so invested in falling down her pit of misery and despair that she didn't notice someone pick up her back, replacing it with their own presence, nor did she notice the way he was now staring at her, for a good long while too. Her attention was grabbed by a sharp ice-coldness that spread across her numbing cheek causing her to jerk away as she gasped, cupping her cold, wet cheek, turning to glare at whoever was foolish enough to mess with her- oh.

“You know…one bad presentation doesn't define you…wasn't even that bad.”

The rumble of his hushed voice had her senses tingle, perhaps his ASMR hobby was actually well worth it, though he was still an idiot because even a dead man could see how bad her presentation was today. She tilted her head to glare at him, but once again, her view was obstructed by a condensed plastic cup filled with some kind neon green beverage - he was probably trying out those horribly weekly juices again.

“You weren't even paying attention today,” with a soft mumble she sat back straight, her legs spread out in front of her, head leaning against the uncomfortable back of the bench, staring up at the pastel adorned sky, could this day take any longer to end? Closing her eyes, she continued, “And also, you're lucky the lecturer didn't catch you. How many times have I told you not to show up in my class? Especially if it's not your majo-ack!” she choked at the sudden intrusion, something stabbing the back of her throat before disappearing as quickly as it had come.

“Shit- sorry! Why'd you open your mouth!?” He gasped, pulling back the drink, trying to not laugh at how comical it was- yes, he felt bad because he hurt her, but it was ironic how his romantic gesture just had him blowing around.

Swatting his hand away she glared at him, at his hideously good-looking face, at his stupid boba eyes, and his hair -at this point she wanted him to trim it because he was serving more looks that needed, especially with so many people eying him. With a huff, she crossed her arms over her chest and turned to face him, “Exactly why are you here, Park Seonghwa!?”

“Me?” He pointed to himself with the cup in hand, before bringing the plastic straw to his pouty lips, taking a sip and humming, “I came to cheer up my butterfly, got her a treat too, but instead almost killed her.” With that, he 'carefully’ pressed the straw against her lips, this time being cautious not to stab her again this time. His smile deepened at the way she took a sip, watching the way her eyes twinkle at the taste, or perhaps the rush of sugar that she oh so desperately needed after the horrid day. He let her hold the cup, busy drinking away, his hand now reaching up to her face, gently caressing her cheek with his knuckles before his finger tucked the few loose strands behind her ear, “I'm sorry today didn't work out as planned.”

Placing the empty cup between them she sighed, facing him with a small smile, thankful to have someone like him, to have someone like him take care of her, be there for her, smile at her, pull her up when she was down I the dumps, have her try new things- like this Kiwi and Pineapple juice. He may have been a bit thick skulled sometimes, sometimes his inner nerd would win as hed demand they build random lego sets in the middle of the night, or he'd force her to watch him play Animal Crossing- but one thing for was for sure, reaching forward she placed her hand on his, giving it a light squeeze.

“It's alright…I'm glad you were there, it made me feel better.”

At that, he tugged her closer, pulling her into his warm embrace, giggling when he felt her sigh into his neck, gripping his shirt as if she was afraid he'd disappear. Truthfully, even during the whole mess of her presentation, the only reason she had kept going was because he was there, smiling at her, silently rooting for her, encouraging her to go on- then instantly hiding when her lecturer turned around to look at whom she was staring at, her handsome, caring, loving clown.

“I'm glad it did because I missed a test today, so at least I know it was for nothing.” He hummed, chin atop her head, enjoying the moment -

“YOU WHAT!?” Shoving him away, she glared at him wide-eyed, a test!? He skipped a test to be there!? She wasn't sure if she were to find this romantic or just stupid-

“Oh my, would you look at the time!” Standing up, he grabbed her bag, slinging it over his shoulder, grabbing the empty cup before gripping her wrist with his free hand and pulling her up, “Let us go, fairy princess!! Time to build your castle lego set! SO WE CAN HAVE OUR HAPPILY EVER AFTER FOREVER!” He declared ragging her along ignoring her complain about him not taking his academics seriously- who cared about a stupid test, he'd make up for it with extra work, all Park Seonghwa could think of all day, was her, because if he was sure about anything about his anxious, doubtful, self-conscious existence, was that she was his reason of being.

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[thewonandonly]

21:09 — on that day when i met you, maybe i would rather it never happened to me, the worst of all blessings, the best of all curses, i should stay away from you, but as the saying goes... | ma meilleure ennemie by stromae and pomme — NSFW

seonghwa hands hovered over your hips as you straddled him, his eyes lingering on your midriff, his lashes brushing against his cheek, "i've always hated you." he whispered, his hands brushing against your skin, finding their way under the small crop top, "all that attention you get from coach lee pisses me off."

"touché." you grumbled, your fingers tracing along his abdomen, "i could say the same about you."

seonghwa scoffed, "yeah?" he rolled his eyes, "you've been to nationals, you're a title winner."

"maybe you've just got to start practicing more?" you shrugged, pressing your chest against his bare one, feeling his hands reach your hips once more, "sounds like coach lee doesn't see your potential."

he glared as you kissed at his neck, "just admit it, you've always been the favorite."

you chuckled, running your tongue along his jugular, feeling his breath catch in his throat, "i am." she whispered, "i guess i'm just more marketable than you."

he wrapped his hand around your hair, gently pulling it to look at you; blown out pupils, red and swollen lips — he'd be lying if he didn't think you looked amazing like this. "you're making a career out this, while i'm stuck on the sidelines."

"hwa—"

"don't call me that."

"we're having an intense hatefucking session and you're worried about me calling you hwa?" you chuckled, rolling your eyes, "listen to me, idiot," you started, grabbing his chin with your hand, "i really don't want to say this, but you've forced my hand; you're a great skater, and i admire the way you commit yourself to it." you sighed, "now, stop fishing for compliments before i throw up."

seonghwa furrowed his brows, "that's not attractive."

"haha." you laughed sarcastically, pinching his ear, "now, if you don't mind, can we have some type of foreplay that isn't you being in a bad mood?"

"since you asked so nicely." he smirked, nibbling his bottom lip as he rolled you over onto your back.

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[dancinglikebutterflywings]

6:36pm | Park Seonghwa

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Reader

Request: From Anon for a drabble challenge I did on my old account. Requests are Open!

Synopsis: Seonghwa surprises reader with dinner. Using prompt: “You did all this for me?

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 218

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“I’m so sorry I'm late,” Y/N apologizes to her boyfriend as she hurries through her apartment door and take her shoes off. She notices the lights dimmed and a faint glow coming from the small dining area.  

Making her way into the dining area, she finds Seonghwa standing there in a nice shirt and pair of jeans. The table is set with food Wooyoung and Mingi helped him cook and the candles she keeps in your bedroom, lit on the table.   

“You did all this for me?” She asks pleasantly surprised before a thought enters her head. Her face drops. “Are you leaving again already?” It feels like he only returned home not long ago.   

“I’m not going anywhere, not for a while yet,” he assures her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. “I just wanted to do something special for you.”   

“I really do have the best boyfriend,” She smiles lovingly at him, feeling her heart swell with all the happiness and love she feels for him. “Thank you for this,” she says as she gives him a soft kiss. “I feel under-dressed.”  

“You perfect,” he smiles, kissing her again. “Saranghae.”  

“I love you, too,” she replies, pressing one more kiss to his lips before pulling away and sitting down to enjoy their dinner. 

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[a-soft-hornytiny]

3:20AM.

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Seonghwa x female!reader (or reader with boobs)

Notes: this was requested by an anon! Its short but sweet. I thought this would be a perfect release for Hwa day. Happy birthday my love!! Boob cuddles for daysss

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You had just finished cleaning the bathroom when you heard the front door open. A smile flashed over your face instantly . It was late and you had already awaited his arrival at home for hours. “Seonghwa?” You called through the corridor while washing your hands. But you got no answer, instead you heard his shoes falling onto the floor, his jacket following immediately after. 

You left the bathroom after drying your hands off and met him in the living room. He smiled at you tiredly. You immediately went from happy to see him to worried about him and rushed over to embrace him in a big hug. 

“What’s wrong darling?” Instead of answering, he buried his face deeper into your neck, wrapping his arms around you. You gently put one hand on top of his head and stroked his hair slowly. It was still silky, even after a long day, and felt soft under your touch.

A few seconds of silence passed before he carefully removed himself. His eyes were slightly red and his cheeks puffed. His shoulders were slouching down and it looked like he had no strength left. 

“Everything hurts.” He stated, falling onto the couch afterwards. You gave him a pitying smile before sitting down next to him.

“Can I get you something? A drink? Snack?” You asked, gently taking his hand into yours. He immediately intertwined his fingers with yours and firmly held onto your hand. 

“Can you just stay and cuddle me?” His eyes were big and glassy, causing your heart to melt. You instantly pulled him closer and gave him a kiss on his head.

“Of course my love.” You answered. Seonghwa chuckled at the nickname, shuffling against you to find a comfortable position. It wasn’t long until he found his head laying on your chest, burying his face in your boobs. You chuckled. 

“So that was your intention?” You gently caressed his neck, running your fingers through the back of his hair. In response he just hummed against your skin. 

“Do you know how adorable you are?” You asked, not expecting an answer. The way he was curled up half next to, half on top of you, his head lying on your chest, made you incredibly happy. You were glad to be his comfort. His safe haven. You let out a happy sigh, making him look up. 

“I’m gonna get a sugar shock from your cuteness.” You said before pressing a kiss on his forehead. Seonghwa blushed and immediately went back to hiding his face in your chest, but his red ears gave it away.  You continued massaging his head until you felt him get heavier. He had fallen asleep. Men are so easy to please you thought smiling, before this feeling of comfort and warmth rose into your head, making your eyelids heavy.

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[hwatermelons]

ateez ⋆ one day at a time

⋆ 24 hours of drabbles with ateez. they are not connected to each other! ⋆ 1.2k words ⋆ bf!ateez x gn!reader ⋆ tooth-rotting fluff, a little angst (hongjoong, yeosang) ⋆ warnings: slightly suggestive (wooyoung) ⋆ a/n: lowkey wrote yeosang's based on what i'd want someone to do for me;; help

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[3:07 a.m. <snooze - agust d>]

mingi jolts upright, looking around frantically, trying to determine if he’s still stuck in the nightmare. his eyes fall on your warm figure snoring lightly next to him, and his gaze immediately softens. he sighs in relief, knowing that at least you're safe in real life. as he lets himself lay back down, he gently puts an arm around you and snuggles up to you from behind, never intending to let you go again.

⋆ "don't ever scare me like that again, my angel." ⋆

[7:24 a.m. <ateez - aurora>]

san pulls you in for more cuddles, burying his face in your chest. you would've gladly stayed there for the next few hours, but there was a slight problem: you were deadly ticklish. you try to pull away unsuccessfully a couple times but eventually give in, not in any small part because of how calming his morning voice is. he could say anything with that voice and you'd give him whatever he asked for, even if it meant painfully stifling your laughter until he was satisfied.

⋆ "let's sleep in," he mumbles, "the world can wait a little longer to see your beautiful face today." ⋆

[8:52 a.m. <ateez - if without you>]

seonghwa is making you both breakfast. when you awoke, you half expected to still be wrapped in his arms where you fell asleep last night, the two of you further enveloped in a blanket burrito against the cold. instead, the smell of the eggs cooking draws you into the kitchen, still half asleep. there, you see him expertly cracking the next egg into the pan with one hand. he smiles somewhat boastfully as he sees you come in, staring in disbelief at the perfectly halved eggshell.

⋆ “it was a trick my mother taught me. i can show you, if you’d like.” ⋆

[1:02 p.m. <ateez - light>]

you and yunho are out on a lunch date, taking a walk in the dog park and enjoying the breezy day after having some slightly overpriced yet delicious gourmet sandwiches at the family-owned cafe down the street. as you sip your iced tea taken to-go from the restaurant, you notice that every dog seems to want to approach yunho. he smiles back at you sheepishly, he can't help that they all seem to like him (and you can't blame them, either.) you both stop to pet all of them and eventually end up laying in the grass under the shade of a tree, breathing in the scent of freshly turned earth and contemplating the addition of a new family member:

⋆ "should we get a dog ourselves next time?" ⋆

[3:33 p.m. <christopher - bad>]

wooyoung took you shopping at the mall, and he just came out of the fitting room for the sixth time with a new outfit. it doesn't bother you, since you had just changed into your fourth in the room next to him a couple minutes ago. you and him both insist on only buying entire outfits at a time, never settling for a single good piece that didn't go with the rest of the clothes you had. just as you're about to suggest how that jacket would be much better on him in red than in black, he suddenly pulls you into his stall and closes the door without warning, a shit-eating grin on his face.

⋆ "how do i look, babe?" ⋆

[4:17 p.m. <hongjoong - draw and draw>]

you decided to follow hongjoong into the studio today. he'd promised to take you on a tour recently, and you were curious about the place where he spent so many of his waking (and what should've been his sleeping) hours. you both have an insightful conversation with the edenary team about what it's like to be a professional producer, since writing and producing music had once been a hobby of yours and you were familiar with some of the equipment and techniques, impressing hongjoong. he knew you'd made a couple songs but didn't really know how much you were interested in this. also, he hadn't pushed you about those songs because he was afraid they might be too personal to you. he knew from firsthand experience how making music could be a deeply emotional experience, and that those songs were the result of many nights spent aching alone in your room years ago. but after your studio date, he decides to take a risk:

⋆ "you know, i would love to hear some of your old songs, if you're willing to show me." ⋆

[10:22 p.m. <mr. kitty - after dark>]

you had noticed yeosang looking a little overwhelmed at today's fanmeet. his professional smile had seemed to be fixed on his face and he had hardly spoken a word once they got out. and when you asked him if he wanted to go to the usual place, his only answer was a nod. the skate park is completely empty at this time, and you watch in awe as yeosang pulls tricks that make it seem like he's flying against the backdrop of stars. out here, he seems to release all his worries to the cool night breeze, his concentration fully on his feet, the rises and dips in the concrete, and the board he's trusting his life to between them. unnoticed, you slip away to the fried chicken shop a couple blocks from the park, knowing the owners will greet you with a meaningful smile as you and yeosang had come here countless times before. tonight, however, the restaurant is packed with students enjoying some fast food for a weeknight dinner, and you want to save yeosang the trouble. when he sees you returning with the chicken, the corners of his mouth immediately pull upward and he almost looks like he's holding back tears. he holds it inside, but he wants to thank you for everything, for noticing how he felt today, for offering to come to the skate park with him, for knowing what he needed without him having to ask, because you know he would never want to put anything on your shoulders. but you don't need all of those words to understand, so he doesn't say all of that, because you already know. and for that, he will forever be grateful.

⋆ "thank you." ⋆

[11:17 pm <ateez - one day at a time>]

the night has just begun at the coin karaoke you brought jongho to, and you're smiling ear to ear as he shows to you with each passing moment that this was the perfect place to bring him for valentine's day. singing was your absolute favorite thing in the world, and even though you couldn't hit the high notes as flawlessly as he did, you're both on top of the world as you belt out the lyrics to everything from ballads to musicals to rock. you already know all the rap parts to the songs you both chose by heart, and have a lot of fun almost outrapping top names in the industry. jongho teaches you the dance moves to some classic girl group songs, and you giggling at him only motivates him to dance even harder. around 2 a.m., you both end the night on a beautiful, familiar melody:

⋆ " when it's overwhelming, hold on tight i'll be here, don't forget it, cause in life, sometimes you need a helping hand, you'll be alright, just take it slow, one day at a time." ⋆

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

⋆ likes/reblogs appreciated ⋆ do not repost ⋆

[misirkyun]

★ 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐖𝐀

a/n: first thingie posted here! dedicated to @callmehwa

[09:36]

"you got me flowers?"

the surprise is evident on your face and seonghwa's smile falters for a moment. he can't read whether it's of the good or the bad kind. did you not like them? was it not the right thing to do?

"well, yeah," his chuckle doesn't let it slip how nervous he's suddenly feeling. "i thought you'd like them."

in fact, you do. he has picked roses, your favorites (how he did that when you've never spoken on the topic, you didn't know), and they were arranged prettily, tied with a silk ribbon. the bouquette is small, but it fills your heart with adoration for the boy who tries so hard not to lose his cool in front of you.

finally, your face breaks in a huge grin, and you can see his shoulders visibly relaxing. you take the flowers from him and deeply inhale their sweet scent before throwing your arms around his neck. seonghwa instantly returns the gesture, holding you close to him and in turn inhaling the scent of your hair which always makes him slightly dizzy, in the best way.

"thank you," you whisper close to his ear and seonghwa shivers subtly at the sensation of your warm breath on his skin. you press your lips to his cheek in a chaste kiss before separating from him and beaming at the tender plants in your hands.

"so, you do like them?" you made this evident, but he still asks, just to be sure. it's a second date, and he likes you, and he really, really doesn't want to screw this up.

"of course," you reply with a soft smile. "they are wonderful. you are wonderful."

seonghwa blushes at that. you giggle and can't help but think that he looks prettier than any rose.

"so," he clears his throat and reaches for your hand, his fingers interwining with yours, "shall we go?"

[petitemingi]

─ ੈ༊ [𝟎𝟐:𝟎𝟑]

Seonghwa quietly walks into the Ateez dorms, taking his shoes off at the door and placing them into the shoe rack. All the lights had been turned off, and the only noise heard was that of the television, as the Steven Universe theme tune played quietly from the living room.

Upon peering into the living room, Seonghwa could see that on the sofas and armchair, curled up fast asleep, were a few of the other members, accompanied by you. A bowl of popcorn had been placed on the coffee table, which had been surrounded by blankets and pillows. 

He could see San and Yunho cuddled together, Hongjoong sitting up in the armchair, Wooyoung sleeping upside down as he dangled off of the couch, and Mingi resting his head on the back of the sofa with your head resting on his lap. 

Seonghwa almost silently takes the remote from beside Yunho, and turns off the tv. He takes some blankets from the middle of the living room and carefully places them over each member, placing Wooyoung upright so he wouldn't complain to him in the morning about neck pains.

Soon enough, the popcorn was cleared away, the heating turned down lower, and Seonghwa had changed into his pyjamas. With everything (more or less) the way he left it this morning, he went off to bed, knowing he'd probably wake up to some crazy confusion the next day. 

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

Awww, the eldest in Ateez birthday! Happy birthday to him!! Would you be up for a timestamp/drabble of the fluffy comfort after spending the day with him on his birthday and having one last surprise to him?

15:12 PM: gn!reader, Mommy!Seonghwa, possessive Seonghwa, kissing, suggestive

'I can't believe you would do this for me, this is the best birthday surprise ever'

Seonghwa's nose lightly trailed the slope of your neck as he tilted your head slightly towards the mirror.

He gazed fondly at the final gift you had bought for your beloved.

A single star tattooed just below your ear.

'Now everyone will know you're mine precious, that you belong to me'

Gentle lips left a soft kiss over the tattoo and it caused you to gasp lightly under Seonghwa's hold.

'Oh, Mommy's going to ruin you tonight' He whispered in your ear, his hands trailing down your sides and you could feel his hardness against your back.

'I wanted tonight to be about you though, it's your birthday after all'.

Seonghwa turned you around so you were facing him, his hands cradling your face and lust in his eyes.

'You want to make tonight about me?'

He placed his hands on your shoulders and walked you towards the bed, speaking as he does so.

'Well, my precious, little star'

He gently pushed you against the pillows and moved to hover over you, his arms caging you in.

'Then let Mommy use you as I please'.

[jeongyunhoed]

The third and final story in the 100-Day trilogy, taking place four years after the events of The 100-Day Relationship and two years since the events of I Do. When the patriarch of the Choi family suffers a heart attack, the entire clan decides to visit the estate in the hopes of getting in his good graces and parts of his fortune before he passes. Seonghwa and Juhyun now find themselves clashing with nosy relatives who threaten to split them up and have her removed from any possible inheritance.

Inheritance 

Member: Seonghwa Pairing: Seonghwa/OC Genre: I’m going to say angst-fluff, drama, intrigue. Things to note: Art Curator!Hwa, a lot of crazy rich stuff again (for real, this will have A LOT), and perhaps some adult-y things. Watch out!: The usual pressure of kids, illness, familial drama ahead A/N: For visual reference, this is what the Choi Estate looks like (The Chartwell Estate). 

Listen to the Succession OST for the added crazy rich intrigue ahead. 

Tag list: @kflixnet , @treasure-hwa    

Masterlist

Chapter 2

By the time Seonghwa and Juhyun returned to Korea, they started packing for a trip to the Choi family home. Juhyun’s grandfather was already transferred to be taken care of at home as he wished, as he didn’t really like staying at the hospital for too long (“It’s depressing looking at the walls and the nurses and doctors tend to give you a heart attack when they surprise check on you every hour” is what he’d always say). 

As much as Juhyun insisted that Seonghwa get back to work to at least get rid of the jetlag, he insisted on coming with her. It affected him just as much knowing that his own grandmother was friends with her grandfather. 

Nevertheless, Juhyun appreciated his presence. They wanted to preserve some form of independence even as they were already married, but this was one of the times that she learned that they needed to be together now more than ever. Seonghwa reminded her that it wasn’t a time to truly be alone when it came to sudden events like these. 

“I hope you’re ready to meet everyone,” Juhyun said, a hint of dread in her tone that Seonghwa knew was only because everyone in the Choi clan was going to be there, including the one family she never invited to the wedding. 

Seonghwa was still curious on how bad they would be as he gave her shoulder an assuring squeeze while he looked out the window. 

The drive seemed to take longer than when they had to visit Juhyun’s parents’ house, only for Seonghwa to realize that they were pretty much out of Seoul and heading into the more rural areas. Another hour later, Seonghwa saw that they were approaching gates that looked similar to the one Juhyun’s parents had at their home, but looking further, Seonghwa realized that they were still far from the estate. 

Juhyun could feel a pang of anxiety set in as the chauffeur drove further past the gates, seeing the lines of lollipop trees and well-manicured hedges decorate the smooth paved road. She only remembered coming here every Christmas during her childhood and teen years. The hustle and bustle the older she got, made her nearly forget what life at the Choi estate was like, or what it looked like at all. 

Seonghwa gaped at the sight of the complex the more the chauffeur drove. There was a large car gallery that he could see had vintage models of luxurious car brands, a Spanish revival villa that served as the servants’ quarters, and from Juhyun’s side, there was an Olympic-sized swimming pool. 

The entire Choi complex was a mix of 18th-century French rococo and Spanish revival architecture. There were cascading fountains, with a large maze of well-maintained hedges. Another Wallace Neff Spanish revival villa served as the guest house that was a kilometer away from the main estate. Seonghwa felt like he was in another place entirely, somewhere in Europe with how everything looked. 

Seonghwa now realized why Jongho and everyone else seemed to joke about how Juhyun’s grandfather’s home was practically a resort, from how large the property was. They must have visited a few times. The car pulled up to the foot of the staircase where several helpers in maid uniforms and tailcoats were standing by, along with a woman that smiled upon seeing them. 

“Juhyun!! Juhyun!! Oh my goodness! It’s been too long!” the woman said, hugging her as the helpers opened the car doors for the two of them. 

Seonghwa rushed to get out, a little flustered at the service as they greeted the woman while some of the helpers took out the luggage from the trunk of the car. He stood by his wife, who pulled away just in time to introduce him and he bowed a little low. 

“Auntie, this is my husband, Seonghwa,” Juhyun introduced them. “Seonghwa, this is my grandfather’s caregiver, the one I told you about? Eunhyung.” 

“Oh! It’s very nice to meet you, you grew up in Jinju, right?” Seonghwa immediately switched to the dialect. 

Eunhyung looked pleased. “Yes I was!” She said. She turned to Juhyun. “Oh my goodness, Juhyun, you married a Jinju man, he’s the real deal. He’s very handsome too.” 

Juhyun laughed while Seonghwa smiled at the compliment. “How is everything?” She said, as Eunhyung led them up the steps of the cascading fountain and into the path that led to the front doors. 

“Well, your grandfather’s in bed resting, your parents and Sangmin arrived yesterday, Jihyun’s here with Bin, and your uncle Hyunwoo and his family have been here since last week. It won’t be long before your aunt Seonak arrives. I heard they needed to refuel the plane so they had a layover in Macau,” Eunhyung replied, opening the doors. 

Seonghwa was even more amazed at how the place looked from the inside. The interiors were definitely made in the style of a French chateau, from the moldings, to the tiles, and the chandelier that hung over their heads. Seonghwa could see a partition in one part of the living room, seeing a grand piano behind it, as if it was its own stage. It felt very lived in even as the interiors seemed freshly restored or renovated, with all the family portraits that were hung with slight changes over time due to Juhyun’s parents getting married, and to her cousins getting married and having children. 

Seonghwa even spotted their wedding picture hanging on the wall next to the wedding family photos of Juhyun’s cousins, evidently the most recent one. In time, he figured, the hall of pictures would include one more, with Juhyun’s sister’s wedding. Even with all the wealth, Seonghwa could see how they were all somewhat very close. 

The more they walked in, Seonghwa couldn’t help but be in awe. There was a marble staircase, and next to it was an old-fashioned elevator. “So, where would we be staying?” Juhyun’s question was enough to make him snap out of his thoughts while they went up the flight of marble stairs that had a red carpet in the middle. The second floor was like a replica of the downstairs minus the partition that had a grand piano that was elevated on a platform. 

Seonghwa even saw that there was a large dining table at the end of the hall, a china cabinet, complete with a mini-bar. On the other end of the hall was a small living space complete with a smart television in between two tall bookshelves. Even with the setting, it still managed to blend into the French Rococo-Spanish Revival style. This felt like the epitome of wealth. 

“You’ll be staying in the third floor with your sister and her fiance, your parents, and Sangmin, your uncle Hyunwoo and his family already took up this floor,” Eunhyung pointed out, seeing the help with their bags in the elevator that went up. “Seeing as all of you would be staying here, breakfast times will differ per family. You will have yours at 8, since your uncle would have his at 7, and your aunt will have theirs at 9.” 

“Good, I hope you’re ready,” Juhyun joked as she held onto Seonghwa’s hand while they climbed the next flight of stairs to the third floor, which looked exactly the same, with the dining table and the china cabinet. 

“Your grandfather’s in his room as always, and if I recall correctly, your parents are talking to him right now,” Eunhyung said, gesturing to the second door closest to the dining area. “Well, if you haven’t eaten yet, the cooks have already prepared lunch. I’ll have them bring some up here. Your grandfather will want all of you eating at the main dining room for dinner anyways.” 

Juhyun nodded and opened the door. The room they were going to stay in for the next few days was bathed in neutral shades in keeping with the rest of the house. A beige French rococo bedframe had what would be the softest mattress and sheets Seonghwa had ever felt. The side tables and the vanity were also in the French rococo style, but the lamps and lighting were more on the modern side that Juhyun sensed was part of the renovation or restoration that her grandfather did. 

“Wow, I am in awe,” Seonghwa stepped side when some of the helpers brought in their bags. 

“We’ll unpack everything ourselves, don’t worry,” Juhyun assured them, and they bowed before stepping away. 

“If you need anything,” Eunhyung pointed to the call button next to the door that led to the wardrobe and the bathroom. “It’s good to have you back here, Juhyun, I hope you and Seonghwa enjoy being here,” She smiled and closed the door. 

Juhyun turned to her husband. “Well, we’re here,” She said, arms on her sides. “I almost forgot how huge this place is until I saw the dining table at the end.” 

Seonghwa wrapped his arms around her. “Now I know what your friends meant. They’ve been here, huh?” He asked. 

She looked up at him. “Once or twice. My grandmother hated it. She couldn’t get used to the fact that not everyone in my friend group is old money or new money or comes from money at all,” She said. “But you can imagine the weight that came off everyone when she passed away…” 

Seonghwa feigned surprise at her words. “I didn’t think you’d be so happy that your grandmother died,” He said. 

“Well, she wasn’t as nice as your grandmother once thought of her,” Juhyun frowned at the thought. “She makes your grandmother look like a saint. You know what my uncle would sometimes call her? The bitch with a Birkin.” 

Seonghwa feigned surprise again, making her laugh. 

~ 

Seonghwa and Juhyun sat down at the dining table at the end of the hall, insisting that they eat their lunch there instead of in their room (mostly out of Seonghwa’s need to keep everything pristine as if they never stayed there). Eunhyung and the helpers stepped out of the elevator carrying trays of food of various cuisines to set down on their table in anticipation for the rest of their family to join in. 

“All of this is for lunch?” Seonghwa gaped at the spread before them, and he could feel his stomach grumbling. There was a pot of army base stew next to roast beef, a bamboo box full of steamed soup dumplings next to a large bowl of Waldorf salad, 

“Apparently,” Juhyun looked just as surprised. “I think Eunhyung got too excited with the fact that we’re here.” 

As soon as they were about to sit down at the table, a young man dressed in a Lacoste polo, well-ironed trousers, and soft-spiked golf shoes appeared, followed by a woman who was presumably his wife, dressed in her pink and white tennis outfit complete with a visor, her brown hair up in a ponytail. 

“Ah, I knew more people would be here,” He said with a grin that Seonghwa sensed he only flashed for cameras. “Here’s my cousin, it’s been a while, Juhyun.” 

Juhyun’s expression fell as she turned around to face him. “Hello Daeyoung. It has, hasn’t it?” She said. 

Daeyoung worked as a senior executive in the Japan branch of the family business, yet the title was only a front as he was almost never in his office under the pretense of meeting with clients. While it was somewhat true, Daeyoung only met them at special brunches in the 5-star hotels, afternoons at the McDowell golf course the family company invested in. Daeyoung always made it a point to look his very best, almost too good for everyone else in a room (“What’s the point of all this money when we can’t even flaunt it?” he would always say). 

His wife Hyemin, was exactly like him. Juhyun was always surprised at how well their only son Soohyuk turned out. Soohyuk was a university student at Tokyo University, and was considerably more down-to-earth than his own parents.

Daeyoung turned to Seonghwa, then back at his cousin. He held out his hand.”Hello, I don’t think we’ve met. I don’t think we’ve ever been introduced at all, I’m Choi Daeyoung,” He said. 

“Park Seonghwa,” He replied, shaking his hand. There was an air of pompousness about him that everyone could easily perceive.

“Seonghwa, Juhyun’s husband, I presume? Or longtime partner? Or best friend?” Hyemin chimed in. 

“All three,” Seonghwa was quick to reply.

“So, what do you do, Seonghwa? What business is the family in?” Daeyoung asked, and both Juhyun and Seonghwa could tell it was an excuse for him to turn the conversation around. 

“I’m the art curator of the Mars Art Museum,” Seonghwa said. 

Daeyoung’s expression seemed to stiffen. “Oh. I’m working in the family business myself. I’ve been handling my father’s affairs in Tokyo. Big work, big work,” He said, as if incredibly proud of what he talked about. 

Juhyun fought the urge to roll her eyes. Hyemin, on the other hand, looked especially proud of her husband. “Husband, hmm? When did you two ever get married?” She said, as if mocking them. “Did you two get married and not invite us?!” 

“Oh, I don’t know,” it was Juhyun’s turn to speak. “We wanted a small wedding. It wasn’t anything fancy.” 

Hyemin raised a brow at her. “Hmm, I figured it wouldn’t be. It’s so unlike you. I mean, it hardly made Town & Country after all. Unlike that couple? Do Jihan and Kim Eunbi? Of course, I remember the magazine had to kill the other listing of this other couple. Monaco royalty was what they described them, more than the actual royalty of that place.” 

The mention of her ex-boyfriend’s name made Juhyun side-eye her and her cousin. “I could’ve worn my best Huntsman suit if you even so much as given us an invitation, Juhyun. That seems quite rude. You must’ve forgotten that entire etiquette class we took as kids, didn’t you?” Daeyoung turned to her again. 

“Oh, no, not at all. Like I said,” Juhyun eyed the two of them. “We wanted a small wedding, nothing fancy. You don’t need to compare my wedding to yours, yours was the bash of the year at that time.” 

Daeyoung and Hyemin grinned. “Oh it was, wasn’t it?” Hyemin said. “Well, we ought to leave the two of you alone, aunt Seonak may be arriving at any time today.” 

“Very nice meeting you, Seonghwa,” Daeyoung smirked as he led his wife away down the stairs. 

As soon as they were out of sight, Juhyun frowned and sat down, making Seonghwa do the same. Seonghwa understood why Juhyun hated them so much. They were simply dripping with condescension. 

“I’m sorry you had to deal with that, Hwa,” She said as they tucked into the food, already seeing Sangmin leave his bedroom and walk toward the table. Sangmin had gotten considerably taller, nearing the height of their father over the years. 

“It’s okay. I understand why you don’t like them very clearly now,” Seonghwa chuckled, placing the table napkin on his lap before he tucked in. 

“The less we see of them, the better,” Juhyun nudged him while they ate. “Hello Sangmin,” She said. 

“Noona, hyung, hello,” Sangmin sat down across from her, sleepily helping himself to the dishes in front of him. He noticed his sister’s expression. “Daeyoung hyung was here, wasn’t he?” He said. 

Juhyun nodded. “We had a little verbal duel earlier.” 

Sangmin’s eyes lit up at the reference. “Lunge and parry?” 

“Lunge and parry,” She repeated. Juhyun turned to her husband. “He took up fencing this year.” 

Seonghwa looked impressed. Just then, Jihyun and her fiance Bin arrived, coming from another room. Both of them looked like they took a nap among other things. “Oh, both of you are here! It’s good timing too, Bin and I were just about to ask the two of you to be our bridesmaid and groomsman, what do you think?” 

“When’s the wedding?” Seonghwa asked. 

“We were hoping to have a summer wedding, maybe in Lake Como or by the Amalfi Coast,” Jihyun mused. “But then I forgot that the two of you honeymooned in Italy, so we scrapped that place out. But we were definitely thinking of a destination wedding.” 

“Did you two try Cannes?” Juhyun suggested. 

Jihyun and Bin exchanged looks. “Not a bad idea. We’ll add it to our list of possible destinations,” Jihyun said. “But our question still stands, will you two be our bridesmaid and groomsman?” 

Juhyun and Seonghwa nodded. Jihyun squealed while Bin looked pleased as the two of them tucked into their food. 

~ 

Even as the entire Choi estate was sprawling, it seemed difficult to avoid Daeyoung and Hyemin, as wherever Juhyun and Seonghwa wanted to go, they would run into the two of them, with Daeyoung seemingly speaking to someone on video call while Hyemin took photo upon photo of herself wherever she went. 

Juhyun pulled Seonghwa toward the nearest golf cart, driving them to the guest house, seeing as Daeyoung and Hyemin were still speaking to some of the staff of the estate. “Where are we going?” Seonghwa chuckled as she drove them down a little slope toward the villa that was the guest house. 

“Here, I think they’ve already gone inside this place,” Juhyun grinned as she parked the cart. 

Even the interiors of the house matched the Spanish revival style, with paintings on the walls that Seonghwa realized were likely the original works of the painters, just from seeing the signatures on the bottom right corners. He made a mental note to look up the painters from the walls. Seonghwa looked at the paintings in awe. “Your grandfather’s an art collector too, huh?” He asked. 

Juhyun nodded. “Local artists. He liked supporting them,” She saw his expression at some of the works. “You look cute,” She laughed. 

Seonghwa pulled her close. “If the trust found out about these paintings, they’ll probably want to buy it.” 

“Maybe, we’ll see,” Juhyun said. 

Seonghwa led her to one part of the house, seeing a piano, and more pictures of the family on the walls. “This is all your family’s, huh?” He said, still amazed at the extent of the entire property. 

Juhyun sighed. “Yeah, it’s too big for me. I don’t think I’d last long living here,” She said. 

“Me too,” He chuckled. “I don’t think I can live in a big place like this. Can you imagine us? Living in this big a house? I mean we can probably live in the guest house, but not in the main house.” 

She laughed, knowing what he meant. “If grandfather gave this to me, I’d just have turned it into something else. Maybe a house where we could all just hold parties or something,” She shrugged. “There’s a lot of bedrooms, a lot of bathrooms, and even an elevator,” Juhyun pointed to the other end of the hall, where they saw the old-fashioned lift. 

Seonghwa looked even more amazed. “It’s definitely the kind of house we can have people over for a meal or for birthdays.” 

Juhyun smiled, sitting down next to him. “Yeah,” She rested her head on his shoulder. “It’s strange to start thinking about what I’ll end up inheriting or not inheriting when the time comes.” 

“It’s part and parcel of being a Choi, didn’t your mother tell you that?” Seonghwa wrapped an arm around her and she smiled. He remembered one Chuseok gathering, when he spent some time with the woman who was now his mother-in-law much like how she had Bin spend time with them as well. That serious conversation of what it meant to be part of one of the wealthiest families in the country, and perhaps in Asia. 

There was a kind of pressure, Seonghwa noticed, for marrying into such a family. While there wasn’t anything to worry about when it came to what they needed, there was the problem of internal drama, of controversy, of gossip. They had to remain unable to do wrong in the eyes of everyone. 

“Somehow, with how big this has all gotten, I kind of prefer spending time with my maternal grandparents instead,” Juhyun chuckled. “But then I remember they already died years ago.” 

Seonghwa gave her an assuring squeeze. “It seems like everyone preparing for the day your grandfather dies. No wonder they’re all coming here.” 

Juhyun scoffed. “No kidding. They’re only here because they kind of want to get one last thing from him, maybe convince him to change the will a little.” 

“It’s like living out a drama,” Seonghwa said, and they laughed. 

They suddenly heard the front door open, making them stand up, as if on alert, wondering who it was that came inside. 

“Juhyun?” 

Juhyun sighed in relief. “It’s just grandfather,” She whispered to her husband, who nodded. “Grandpa!” She called out, leaving the living room only to skid to a halt, when she saw that it wasn’t only her grandfather. He was flanked by a woman wearing a beige coat over a black turtleneck, jeans, a puffer vest, and white Miu Miu sneakers. Her dark brown hair was up in a tight bun, and she was looking at them like a cat ready to pounce. 

“Aunt Seonak,” Juhyun said while she and Seonghwa bowed a little low to greet them. 

“Juhyun darling,” Seonak pulled away to greet her niece with kisses on both cheeks. “It’s been quite a while. You must be Seonghwa, her husband,” She greeted him the same way, taking him by surprise. “You can imagine my surprise when I found out the two of you got married.” 

“They have, it was a wonderful ceremony,” Their grandfather said, smiling as he greeted his granddaughter, shaking Seonghwa’s hand as well. “Any kids yet?” 

Juhyun and Seonghwa chuckled. “We aren’t thinking that far ahead,” She replied. 

“Dad, don’t be silly, I don’t think Juhyun would ever be the type to have kids, or want them,” Seonak nudged the elder man. “But at least she has Seonghwa now, so she won’t be alone.” 

It was Seonghwa’s turn to somehow steer the conversation elsewhere. “So, I’d love to take a look at the paintings. Are they originals?” He asked. 

The man seemed to light up at the question. “Oh yes, an original Lee Bae, and Park Seobo too, they gave me these as presents a few Christmases ago,” He said. 

Seonghwa gaped. “Wow.” 

Seonak stared at him. “You like art, Seonghwa?” She said. 

“Oh yes, I run an art museum, all forms of art would be exhibited there,” Seonghwa said. 

Seonak smiled the kind of smile that reminded both of them of Daeyoung. Seonghwa figured he must have learned it from her. “You simply ought to know your stuff then. Have you ever attended the Met Gala?” She asked. 

Seonghwa shook his head. “Unfortunately no.” 

She chuckled. “Not your type? I know what you mean. It’s quite a quaint event. It’s lost its prestige,” She said. “Then you must have been to the Art Basel? TEFAF? ARCOMadrid?” 

Seonghwa shook his head again. Seonak’s expression stiffened. Juhyun’s grandfather seemed to have sensed the awkward turn. “Come on, Seonak, you can talk about your knowledge of art over dinner. If we leave now, we’ll be able to catch the first course,” Hyungsuk chuckled, patting Juhyun on the shoulder. 

He slowly turned around, walking out of the house and into the golf cart. Seonak pursed her lips. “You two might as well catch the next golf cart. Or at least walk back. It was very nice to meet you, Seonghwa. It’s been a while, Juhyun, don’t be too in a hurry to leave.” 

[vampwritesstuff]

𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩’𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐬 (1)

a random collection of Ateez fics I have stumbled across and fell in love with. (I am clearly biased towards smau fics)

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OT8/Multiple Members

wonderwall * @atzfilm 💜 (ongoing series)

circus * @lani-heart 💜 (ongoing)

inception * @remedyx (ongoing)

hypothesis (woosan) @woneuntonzz (ongoing smau)

ateez mafia au @softsan (ongoing)

this night together * (yungi) @honeyhotteoks 💜 (ongoing)

the essence of youth is summers with you @eightmakesonebraincell 💜 (oneshot)

divine ruination * @seonghwaddict (ongoing)

blinding lights * (seongjoong) @kpoppers-anonymous (ongoing)

when eight becomes nine @bunnliix (ongoing)

for love of the game * (yunwoo) @kitten4sannie (oneshot)

makes him want to give up his sea legs @yeontantrash 💜 (drabble)

that’s what roommates are for * (yunsanmin) @bro-atz (oneshot)

house of cards @moontyun (ongoing)

incomplete @ldysmfrst (ongoing)

our leaves must fall before our flowers can bloom @ eightmakesonebraincell 💜 (oneshot)

Kim Hongjoong

a wild ride * @bombuni (oneshot)

while you were sleeping @ seonghwaddict (oneshot)

when flowers bloom in the dark @makeitmingi (ongoing)

kindergarten love story @xomakara (oneshot)

your gentle hands @yourlocaljonghoe 💜 (oneshot)

Park Seonghwa

the lamb and the wolf * @ seonghwaddict (oneshot)

the way to his heart * @edenesth (completed series)

the stranger in 43b @jae-bummer (oneshot)

i will wait @hwaightme (oneshot)

let me in @ makeitmingi (oneshot)

Jeong Yunho

espresso for two? @xuchiya (oneshot)

music of the heart @noonaishere 💜 (ongoing smau)

empires @peacheeeliz ��� (completed smau)

hunted: haunting adeline au * @whatudowhennooneseesyou 💜 (oneshot)

let’s start a podcast @mars101 (ongoing smau)

Kang Yeosang

morning glory * @anyamaris (oneshot)

operation: passenger princess @sungbeam 💜 (oneshot)

yeosang & a situationship @yunhoszn (oneshot smau)

oddeleny @songmingisthighs 💜 (completed smau)

Choi San

online/offline @ noonaishere 💜 (ongoing smau)

leave the window open @ sungbeam (oneshot)

hold me @cheeseceli (oneshot)

no hesitation * @daemour (oneshot)

love beyond barriers @catsannie (ongoing smau)

Song Mingi

preying on you tonight * @bvidzsoo (oneshot)

and july @sara-wishes (oneshot)

wave @sorryimananti-romantic (oneshot)

[ 11:45 p.m. ] @mingtinys (timestamp)

hidden flames @imagine-a-life-like-this & @mxnsxngie (ongoing)

save a horse, ride your best friend @ seonghwaddict (oneshot)

Jung Wooyoung

written in the stars @ennysbookstore (ongoing)

247 @yothangie 💜 (ongoing smau)

unexpectedly @dancinglikebutterflywings 💜 (ongoing smau + currently on hiatus/being rewritten)

lover, please stay * @roomsofangel (ongoing)

that and then @halaboyz (oneshot)

plans changed @ dancinglikebutterflywings (oneshot)

bullseye! @lividstar 💜 (oneshot)

let the heart love again @ makeitmingi 💜 (oneshot)

vivrant thing @hwaslayer (ongoing)

i don’t want your sorrys, i want you safe @dvrktvnnel (oneshot + planned part two)

die for me * @jisungchan (oneshot)

Choi Jongho

oh shit, are we in love? * @mingigoo 💜 (oneshot)

thinking about how… @ cheeseceli (drabble)

the pool * @beenbaanbuun (oneshot)

[edenesth]

[2:36 PM]

"Holy crap, I'm stuffed! I feel like I've eaten enough to last a week," you exclaimed, embracing your bloated belly in amazement as you glanced at Seonghwa, who was still happily devouring his meal. You'd been indulging at the all-you-can-eat buffet for hours, yet he showed no signs of slowing down. "Thank god one of us has a black hole for a stomach; I swear, Hwa, you make every buffet meal so worth it."

Your boyfriend chuckled, "You say that now, but I bet you'll be craving convenience store snacks by tonight like always," he teased, feeling a rush of affection for you as you stuck your tongue out playfully.

It was your fourth anniversary together, and he had let you choose the venue for your date. You opted for the Japanese buffet near your shared apartment, knowing it would make him happy. And it did; he was over the moon, utterly in love with you for your thoughtfulness. So much so that he could propose to you on the spot. In fact, he had a ring ready and was eagerly planning to seize this perfect moment to pop the question.

As he finished his bowl of ramen, his heart warmed at your immediate response—reaching over to delicately wipe the corner of his lips with your napkin. You smiled, asking, "Was it good?"

He nodded, holding your hand and planting a kiss on your wrist after you finished cleaning his mouth. "Everything tastes better with you around, my love. Now, be a good girl and wait here while I go get us some desserts."

You giggled before exclaiming, "Ooh yes, I want to come with you!" as you began to rise from your seat. But he panicked and stopped you, "N-no, please, let me take care of you today. I'll be back real quick, I promise," he said before darting out of the private room you had reserved. He had plans to hide the ring in one of the cakes for you to discover later, and if you were to go with him now, he wouldn't be able to execute his plan.

With a satisfied hum, he admired how perfectly he had hidden the ring in one of your favourite cakes. Oh, he couldn't wait to see the look on your face when you realised what was inside. Walking back to the room, his heart raced and his mind swirled with all the possible romantic outcomes of this surprise. If all went well, you'd be his fiancée by the end of this meal.

It's going to be perfect.

"Yay, you got all my favourites! Thank you, Hwa, you're the best," you cooed, pulling him down by the collar to give him a chaste kiss on the lips before allowing him to return to his seat across from you.

He grinned, biting his lip excitedly as he watched you begin to eat, "Anything for you," he murmured. His attention was momentarily diverted when his phone chimed with a few texts from his friends in their group chat. He clicked open to find a couple of silly memes, offering a quick 'Haha' reaction before returning his focus to you.

"Hwa, say ahhh," you said, holding out some cake to feed him. Absentmindedly, he looked up from his phone and accepted the bite. "Thanks, babe. You enjoy it, I'll get more later," he said, his words slightly muffled as he spoke with cake in his mouth.

Wait a minute, I—

His eyes widened in horror as he realised the ring was in his mouth. He was dangerously close to swallowing it when he attempted to push it back out, causing him to choke violently and startling you in the process.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" you rushed over to his side immediately, lightly slapping him on the back. Your concern intensified as his body shook. "Cough it out, Hwa!"

And he did, eventually spitting out remnants of the cake onto his trembling hand. In the midst of the mess lay a shiny object. You didn't know what it was, but one thing was certain: it clearly was not meant to be in a cake. "Wh-what's that? Why would they put something like that inside a cake? Are they trying to harm someone? This is unacceptable; I'm going to file a complaint."

"N-no, babe!" he called out, gently grasping your wrist and pulling you close before you could scold anyone for his own mistake.

"But Hwa, you could have died—"

He sighed, "It was me, I put it in there." He grabbed a few new napkins and cleaned up the mess in his hands, and your eyes rounded, your breath catching when you recognised what was in his hand. It was a ring you had once jokingly shown him, telling him how pretty it was and that you would love it if he could propose to you with it. You didn't think he would actually do it.

"God, this went way differently in my mind. You were supposed to discover it on your own; it was supposed to be so romantic, and I ruined it all because I'm an idiot—"

You silenced him with a kiss, pressing your lips to his and cradling his face while you caressed his cheeks, tears tracing down your own. Pulling back slowly, you rested your forehead against his with a soft chuckle.

"Well, I think it's rather romantic."

"I swear, I'll redo it properly—wait, really?"

"Mhm. Oh and, yes, I do."

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[itstheghostofmypast]

Always, Any Day

Idol Park Seonghwa x (F)Reader

Summary: At this point it didn't matter who was more sad, who was hurt or who was to blame, all that mattered was that they were always there for each other.

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Word Count: 2.8K

Warnings: insecurities

Est.Read Time: 14 min

Networks: @cromernet @k-labels

Ratings: nc-17

Banner: @cafekitsune

“A bunny?” his deep voice a bit too loud for the silence that surrounded them, causing her to shush him, earning an eye roll, before he rolled his chair closer to the bed where she was sprawled out, “Why can’t I be like a tiger or a dragon?”

“Because Ddeongbyeoli is a bunny too and- you don’t look like a tiger and thank god not like a dragon, why would you want to look like a scale-covered serpent.” She mumbled, eying him, thinking of throwing something at him to get his attention, but she knew he’d get all finicky about his room remaining clean- God, why did she love him?

“Because why not? They’re cool.” The timbre of his voice almost had her shiver, who knew behind the face of an angel, sat the spawn of Satan who wasn’t paying attention to his poor little girlfriend- horrible behavior, just negligence, tsk.

"Plus, San agrees with me." She mumbled, leaning against his pillows, glancing away from her phone to his hunched back, he was hunched over his desk, so close to the screen his face might as well be glued to it at this point.

"Yah....why are you having these conversations with him?" He scoffed, the clicking of his mouse loud and noisy, causing her to grimace, she was in pain as it was, her senses heightened to the max, which was why she needed him to pay attention to her, hence the stupid topic of conversation. 

"Because he actually spends time with me when he calls me over." With a small huff, she turned to her side, wincing when she felt another cramp, dropping her phone on the bed as she curled into a fetal position, trying to breathe out the pain, too upset and emotional to even ask him for help.

"Calls you over?" pausing at the statement he sat up straight, only turn around in his chair to look at her, to further brew upon his accusational lecture that was on the tip of his tongue, his angelic features furrowed and visibly upset, "What do you mean, do you two hang out without me- are you okay?” The instant change of tone, the voice of concern almost made her emotional- man being a woman was difficult.

He got up to move closer to her, the bed dipping when he got on the bed, the micro shift of angle causing her to whine and curl up harder, mumbling, “Yeah, just woman things, you know.” She huffed, cracking open an eye when he slowly turned her onto her back, smiling down at her, though she was more engrossed by his hair, watching the silky strands cascade down, framing his face, making him appear as beautiful as a deity, she hit it hard with lady luck this time. Slowly reaching up to caress his cheek she smiled, twirling a lock of his hair in her fingers, “You’re very pretty, Hwa.” Her whispers did not stop there, eyes drinking in his blushed features, basking in his humility and beauty, “How can you look so pretty and handsome at the same time?”

“Stop” he whispered back placing his hand on hers, nuzzling his face into her palm before pressing a soft kiss onto it, “You should have told me.” He sighed, clasping her hand in his, lowering it to press his lips onto her knuckles, eying her tired features, “Have you been resting well?”

“I’ve been resting just fine, I-” pausing momentarily she let the cramp pass before sighing, “I sleep early, mind you.”

Raising an eyebrow at her he glanced up at the clock at his bedside, “I- you’ve been here since ten, there is no way you sleep early.” He sighed before pulling back, ignoring her whining and complaining, truth be told he loved it when she was all clingy like that, if there was one thing Park Seonghwa loved to do, it was to take care of others, and who else than his girlfriend?

“Where are you going?” she whined, trying to get up but his hand on her shoulder pressed her down, watching him intently as he pulled back, only to pull the covers on top of her form, “I’m going to get you a hot water bottle and some tea…maybe something to eat too, I’m sure the guys ordered something nice last night, stay here and don’t move.”

She watched him walk out, making sure to take her heart with him as he walked into the kitchen, surprisingly it was quiet, so it either meant everyone was asleep or they were up to no good- well, Hongjoong must’ve been at the studio, he barely ever came home at a decent time. Silently he opened the cabinet, thinking of making her something to eat too, perhaps a sandwich, did they have peanut butter? With the tea on the stove he hummed to himself, thinking of how he wanted to surprise her today, which is why he had called her over so he could show her the things he got for them, well, clothes- yes, he had gotten them couple shirts, hoodies, jackets and even a pair of converse. Unfortunately, he wasn’t home today, but Wooyoung was and he had asked him to take the parcels when they were to be delivered but he had slept through most of the day so he never knew when the delivery had come, well the parcel was shipped back to the seller because of him- though he couldn’t really be mad at Wooyoung, right? Wrong. This involved his little cutie-pie he had every right to be upset with him, which is why he punished him by banning him from meeting or talking to her for a week, which is why he had gobbled down the chocolate she brought for Wooyoung, snatching it from her hand claiming, ‘Woo is on a diet’. Moreover, he had spent the last hour trying to communicate with the seller, typing and clicking away to arrange a new delivery time and date, because of that he had neglected his baby, and had even forgotten that her period date was near, like why else would a grown man have a period tracking app in his phone- that was an uncomfortable conversation to have with Hongjoong who one day found him marking the date on the app’s calendar.

Making his way back to his room, tray in hand, a couple of nicely cut triangular sandwiches, with no edges, slightly toasted and generously coated with peanut butter and jelly, along with a cup of good old green tea to help with the cramps he smiled to himself, reflecting upon how wonderful of a boyfriend truly was, and how much time he was going to spend with her now, pampering her throughout the night too- only his little parade came to an end when he saw his bedroom door ajar, didn’t he close it before going to the kitchen? Did she leave to go to the washroom? But she would often ask him to check if it was empty or if it was okay for her to use it. The sound of incoherent chatter had him marching to the room, slamming the door open to catch the two in the act.

Well, technically there was nothing wrong happening, his angel was reclining against his pillows, hugging Ddeongbyeoli in her lap as she watched Wooyoung talk, most animatedly, a pleasant smile plastered on her sweet features, but it was the presence of this feral being that irked him, especially when he had ignored Seonghwa’s warnings and punishment, its as if this brat didn’t even listen to him anymore.

“What you doing here?” he spat, walking into the room, glaring at the man who was seated on HIS swivel chair, “Get out.” With that he kicked the chair away from the bed, watching it roll onto the other end before placing the tray on her lap, smiling at her with the million-dollar Hwa smile, “Here, angel, make sure to drink it while it's warm.” Though his warm eyes and words were met with a cold stare and a frown, much to his displeasure, of course, Wooyoung was playing the favorite parent game.

“Why did you lie about Woo being on a diet?” she whispered-yelled at him, eying the boy (or manchild as Seonghwa would say) at the other corner of the room, playing with the strings of his hoodie like a sad little boy.

“I didn’t, I-” sighing he paused standing up straight to look at her, was she serious, but the way she raised her eyebrows at him had him rolling on the ground -figuratively- of course, she’d go out of the way to make everyone feel welcomed and loved, this was who she was and this was why he loved her to the ends of the heaven, but man, her empathy was now interfering with his power dynamics at home. “He’s being punished.” Was all he said, no, concluded before sitting next to her picking up a sandwich, and pressing it against her lips, “Eat up, angel, and ignore the brat, don’t listen to him, we’ve spoiled him too much for his own good.”

“No, we haven’t,” she mumbled, taking it from him so she could eat on her own but he didn’t budge, instead clicked his tongue, “He ruined my surprise for you-”

“It was an accident! I said I was sorry!” He cut him off, only for Seonghwa to turn to him, pointing at him, “You also barged into my room like you own it! What if she was in her comfortable clothes!?”

“You mean naked? Just say nake-” He paused, trying to suppress his inner Wooyoung, even though her chuckle had him smiling in glee, especially when he noticed how Seonghwa looked like his head was about to explode, mission accomplished “I knocked before I came in, I didn’t know she was here today, I was coming to apologize to you.” He smiled at the man who was still frowning at him, sure he knew Wooyoung was sorry, but he was still visibly upset about it, he had actually thought of taking her out soon, possibly wearing the couple attire to match and look all cutesy.

“Hwa…he said he’s sorry, I know you can’t be so mad because of a delay in shipping,” she smiled reaching for his hand, lacing their fingers together when he turned back to look at her with a pout, her heart almost shattered when she noticed the moisture in his eyes, this was important for him, she could tell- truth be told, she had been wanting to talk to him for a while now, she knew how busy he had been with promotions and shoots, she’d seen him work his butt off, sleep deprive himself, starve himself and tire himself out- the only sane stress reliever he had was buying cute things, so she could understand how upset he must’ve been when he couldn’t receive his parcel today, in addition to sorting out the issue that took up the time they could be spending together. Her Hwa was really the sweetest person she’d ever known.

His head dipped in guilt, maybe he was a bit too rough on him, he didn’t really need to yell at Wooyoung- more importantly who was he to decide who she could be friends with and whom she should ignore, that wasn’t his place, he was her boyfriend, not an obsessive, controlling monster-  God, she must think he’s weird. He really doesn’t know when he did, but a few moments later his face was buried in the crook of her neck, sniffing as she soothingly rubbed his back, his arms wrapping around her frame, silently weeping, ashamed that Wooyoung had seen him break down like this, ashamed that he had his lover – who was already in a pain- comfort him instead of the other way around. His deep voice rumbling, as he mumbled one apology after another, though she shushed him, pulling him closer, as she kissed the top of his head, smiling at the scent of the familiar shampoo, “It’s okay Hwa, we all know you’re tired, you need to rest too.” She whispered, resting her chin atop of his head, letting him pour out his heart.

She eyed Wooyoung who pouted in guilt before quickly standing up and leaving the room, not that she minded it, she wasn’t upset with him in the first place, he was obviously as tired as Seonghwa, so it was natural for him to make a mistake- maybe next time she’d tell Hwa to get his stuff delivered at her place, she worked near her home anyway, and she’d be able to receive the things for him, instead of troubling anyone else- especially all the hardworking boys, including her own lover.

“Are you… feeling better?” she smiled when he finally pulled back, wiping his cheeks with the back of her sleeve, “Hwa, didn’t I tell you to not overburden yourself? Hmmm?” she whispered, caressing the swollen under eyes, “You don’t need to get me things to prove you love me, I already know that, you make sure I don’t forget it- I know you love me forever, always, any day.” Leaning forward she pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, caressing the hair away from his eyes, tucking a few strands behind his ear, watching him hiccup, before slowly pushing her hand away as he whispered, trying to keep his trembling voice at bay, “I was supposed to be taking care of you…not you…I’m sorry” he whined, only to let out another sob, causing her to sigh and pull him into a proper hug, squeezing him close and tight, “Hwa, it’s okay, I’m okay, you’re okay, we’re okay- just calm down, please?” she tried to reassure him, over and over again, only to stop when there was a knock on the door, causing her to look up at Wooyoung, nodding at him, allowing him to come in as he cleared his throat.

“So, these aren’t done, I’ve been working on these, I originally planned on giving you each pair on your respective birthdays- but since I am at fault here and Seonghwa- can you please stop crying and look over here, I am trying to be the bigger person!” he scoffed, placing the shoe boxes on the edge of the bed, only for Seonghwa to immediately pick them up and place them on his desk, clicking his tongue, staring at the younger one, with a rosy nose and swollen eyes- definitely threatening, as he hissed, “The bed will get dirty.”

“…Sir I- wow, you really know how to ruin the moment huh?” the younger one bit back only to stop when she cleared her throat, “You were saying Woo?” her voice sweet and gentle, but he could sense the edge, he could tell he was testing her patience now too, perhaps because she was busier trying to console her boyfriend, trying to pick up the fallen pieces and place them back together.

“S-sorry, what I mean, is…just open the boxes, I knew your size anyway.” He mumbled handing each their box before going back to stand near the door. The two flipped open the lid to find a pair of matching Converse, customized by Wooyoung- well in the process, but the detailing was immaculately executed, with a minimalistic finesse, the choice of colour screamed Wooyoung though, causing her to smile and look at Seonghwa, “Would you look at that Hwa, he really knew what his big brother wanted all along.”

Nodding quietly Seonghwa cleared his throat and turned to look at Wooyoung, about to speak but he raised his hand to stop him, “Don’t thank me, just know that my privileges to talk to her aren’t linked to you being in a relationship with her, but with my friendship with her.” With that dramatic monologue, he walked out of the room, leaving the older one shaking his head in defeat, only to turn around to find her scooting to the wall, making room for him, “Well I’m done with my tea but I sure could use help finishing the sandwiches, especially with someone I could watch a film with.”

Smiling at her he nodded, lifting the blankets to move closer to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, enjoying the feeling of her snuggling closer to him as he propped up his phone on the tray, scrolling with his free hand, basking in the attention she was giving him, eying him from below, drawing intricate patterns on his shirt, before snuggling closer and wrapping an arm around him, “I love you, Hwa, don’t forget that, ever.”

He could only nod at the statement, he had never forgotten that, he could never forget that, he only ever meant for her to feel the same amount of love she would shower him with- if not possibly more. He wanted her to feel that he would always be there for her, always would be there to love her, to solve her problems, and perhaps even have her be the only person he could be vulnerable with- for he was hers to love, always, any day.

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all fics of ateez that i read and went "omg wow". the authors are really talented too so make sure to check out their other works.

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홍중 ─── kim hongjoong

i. guns and roses by @baekhvuns [s,ꮺ ] [mafia, enemies to lovers; 6.4k.] ii. love tailored by @arafilez [f] [e2l, fashion designer!khj x ceo!reader; 8.5k] iii. look after you by @mingigoo [f,s] [nurse fem reader x struggling musician hongjoong, enemies to lovers (kind of), some angst, smut, fluff, hospital au; 10.3k] iv. promise by @daesukiii [a,f] [angst, some fluff, hurt/minimal comfort, e for everyone, established relationship; 1.8k] v. ugh, as if by @ennysbookstore [s] [one-shot, punk!hongjoong x feminine!reader, enemies to lovers (kinda); 11.13k]

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성화 ─── park seonghwa

i. sleep-talker by @mingigoo [f, s, ꮺ] [roommates au, vacation au, one bed trope, forced proximity au; 10.2k] ii. the duke and his general by @baekhvuns [a,s] [royalty, arranged marriage au, romcom, miniseries; 61k] iii. mr and mrs park by @baekhvuns [f,a,s] [mafia, romcom, e2l, single parent au, 50k] iv. bodyguard by @baekhvuns [f,a,s] [romcom, bodyguard au + forbidden relationship au; 37.8k] v. misguided by @flurrys-creativity [f,a]

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윤호 ─── jeong yunho

i. come fly with me by @hwaightme [f, ꮺ] [love at first sight, bit of angst, slice of life; 9k] ii. bedfellows by @sungbeam [f] [one bed trope, frnds who cuddle; 1.1k]

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여상 ─── kang yeosang

i. crash landing on you by @atozfic [f, a, s, ꮺ] [mild enemies to friends to lovers, fake dating au, nepobaby!yeosang, student reader; 20.3k] ii. 7:29 P.M. by @edenesth [a, comfort] [timestamp]

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산 ─── choi san

i. this youth of craziness by @baekhvuns [f, s, ꮺ] [slice of life, drama, romcom & travel dreams; 40k] ii. when he's (drunk) too much by @atinybitofau [f, a] [headcannons]

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민기 ─── song mingi

i. butterflies by @hwaslayer [f, s, ꮺ] [established relationship/marriage, parents au; 3.2k] ii. 23:47 by @lvlystars [f]

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우영 ─── jung wooyoung

i. 3.20 a.m. by @strawberryseonghwaz [f] ii. bf texts w/ wooyoung by @beenbaanbuun [f] iii. change of heart by @hotteoki [f, ꮺ] [suitor!wooyoung x princess!reader, arranged marriage, medieval era, strangers to lovers] iv. 21:23 P.M. by @adoringsan v. i don't want to by @sanjoongie [f, ꮺ] [office au, single parent au, rivals to lovers; 1k]

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종호 ─── choi jongho

i. scoot over, choi by @seonghwaddict [f, ꮺ] [one bed trope, slight fluff, slight enemies to lovers but they're not quite at the lovers part yet, agent jongho and reader; 0.6k] ii. falling and sleeping by @seonghwaddict [f] [crack, friends to lovers; 1.5k]

𖥔 OT8 // POLY ˖

i. ateez in the multiverse by @hotteoki [ f, ꮺ ] [ headcannons ] ii. splish splash by @atozfic [s] [no use of y/n, swim team au, lifeguard!reader, pro-swimmers!sanhwawooho; 20k+] iii. asking bf!ateez to draw you a flower by @eightmakesonebraincell [ f ] [ text imagines ] iv. world episode fin:will by @arafilez [f,a,s] [ series ] v. happy death day by @flurrys-creativity [s] vi. ateez as mafia member who fall for you [ one . two . christmas sp ] by @eightmakesonebraincell [ f ] [ headcannons ]

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۪ ★ ۫ MILKY WAY ୨୧

based on milky way by seohyun

SYNOPSIS. ━━━━━ It’s not everyday that your friends childhood friend turns out to be the girl that you literally have a fan account for, but for Seonghwa, San and Mingi it’s become a reality. being able to get close to your bias is great! even if she does have a raging crush on someone else…

6mar23 | st. 09/03/23 ━ fn. 31/08/23

pairing. ━━━━━ college students! fans! park seonghwa, choi san, song mingi x fem! idol! reader (x idol! oc)

featuring. ━━━━━ ateez, kang seulgi (red velvet), fatou samba (black swan), park sujin aka swan (purple kiss), shin yuna (itzy), do hanse (former victon) oc, fem oc

genre. ━━━━━ smau, written, humor/crack, fluff, angst, suggestive, love square, idol/college au, strangers to friends to lovers, really slow burn, pinning, secret identity

warnings. ━━━━━ i’m not a native english speaker so my english might be a little off sometimes ! ! ! timestamps/sm numbers mean nothing, sexism/slutshaming, swearing, mentions of food/sex/serious topic, kys/kms and other questionable jokes, use of pictures for yn but only for reference (only of dark skin poc used), cyber bullying, ssngs, mental illness/anxiety, mentions of alcohol/drugs. small age gaps, more thorough warnings in the actual chapters, let me know if missed smth

notes. ━━━━━ the taglist is closed, spam likes are fine but consider reblogging with comments of ur thoughts (not only on my work but on other authors work too!) credits to the rightful owners of all the graphics n music

PROFILES. ━━━━━ SANRIO TRASH (STAR) ᜊ THE VIRGINITY CORNER (ATEEZ + YNS BBGS) ᜊ EXTRAS

PART 1. PRE TIME SKIP :

★ CH 000. prologue: HONGJOONG HAS FRIENDS?!

★ CH 001. CLONE FANTASY

★ CH 002. THE JASPER TO MY SHERLOCK

★ CH 003. SUS, VERY SUS

★ CH 004. DON’T LEAVE ME TALL FUCK

★ CH 005. EDIBLE SCENTED CANDLE

★ CH 006. MY LITTLE MEOW MEOW

★ CH 007. ONE OF THE GIRLIES

★ CH 008. SHES SO PRECIOUS!!

★ CH 009. IS YN OKAY?

★ CH 010. NO FANBOYING

★ CH 011. INTRODUCTIONS: PART I

★ CH 012. INTRODUCTIONS: PART II

★ CH 013. SUPER COOL AND HOT (RESPECTFULLY)

★ CH 014. AESPA WAS RIGHT

★ CH 015. GODDAMNIT PARK SEONGHWA

★ CH 016. WHAT THE H*CK

★ CH 017. I’M SO HASTAG SRS

★ CH 018. OPERATION: YNGYU

★ CH 019. HE’S UP TO NO GOOD

★ CH 020. PRAISE KINK ERA

★ CH 021. BAES JUST LIKE ME FR

★ CH 022. NVM Y’ALL HE RESPONDED

★ CH 023. TWO HEART EMOJIS

★ CH 024. RPS LEGEND

★ CH 025. KANG POMPOMPURIN

★ CH 026. BEGINNING OF A CHEESY ROMCOM

★ CH 027. WTFDYM

★ CH 028. IMAGINE NOT TALKING

★ CH 029. BLACK LIST SPEED RUN

★ CH 030. AS LONG AS SHE’S HAPPY

( EXTRA. ASK THEM ANYTHING EVENT:: PART i )

PART 2. POST TIME SKIP :

★ CH 031. BOMBASTIC SIDE EYE

★ CH 032. AS HOT AS I EXPECTED

★ CH 033. MY BABIES (AND KIM HONGJOONG)

★ CH 034. EVEN THE YANDERES

★ CH 035. DONGSAENG ZONED

★ CH 036. A STRANGE FEELING

★ CH 037. OLD FRIENDS

★ CH 038. I DON’T THINK I’M OKAY

★ CH 039. MINGI UR A PATHOLOGICAL LIAR

★ CH 040. LOVELY

★ CH 041. STEP BY STEP

★ CH 042. DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT

★ CH 043. OOPS

★ CH 044. WHATDIDIDOTOMYSELF

★ CH 045. LOVE LETTERS TO LEE HYORI

★ CH 046. LOSER DOESN’T EVEN DESCRIBE IT

★ CH 047. IF ONLY SHE KNEW

★ CH 048. LE’ ASTRE

( EXTRA. STAR’S 5TH MINI ALBUM :: LE’ ASTRE )

★ CH 049. FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT’S UNHOLY

★ CH 050. I’M ALRIGHT, I PROMISE

★ CH 051. BUTTERFLIES

★ CH 052. #STAR IS KILLING ME

★ CH 053. OK? OK! OK

★ CH 054. PURSUE HAPPINESS

★ CH 055. WHY DID YOU NEVER TELL ME

★ CH 056. THE TRUTH

★ CH 057. SERA WATANABE

★ CH 058. XD

★ CH 059. MILKY WAY

★ CH 060. LOVE

( EXTRA. ASK THEM ANYTHING EVENT:: PART ii )

ENDING O1.

★ 00i. PERUVIAN LILIES

★ 0ii. THE PRETTIEST

ENDING O2.

★ 00i. WHAT MAKES HIM, HIM

★ 0ii. LOM(OMMY)L



ENDING O3.

★ 00i. FINAL PUZZLE PIECE

★ 0ii. MINE.

★ AFTER WORD.

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