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bvidzsoo · 1 month ago

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࿐ྂ The Games ࿐ྂ

࿐ྂ Synopsis: A dystopian future that is full of pain and anguish. A ruler who is merciless and rids of those who threaten his reign. A spark is all you need. A spark that will bring hope and salvage what's left of humanity.

° May the odds be ever in your favor. °

࿐ྂ Author: bvidzsoo

࿐ྂ Pairing: Ateez members x female reader

࿐ྂ Rating: mature, nc-17

࿐ྂ Genre: Hunger Games!au, violence, gore, angst with fluff

࿐ྂ Status: on-going ࿐ྂ

｡˚ ° ↷ 1. Song Mingi x female reader ↶ °｡˚

Haunted me, haunting you

╰┈➤ Summary: After the 72nd Hunger Games, Song Mingi wasn't the same. The spark in his eyes was gone, his once bright smile disappeared and his face became ashen, cheeks hollow, he was merely a shell of the man he once used to be. It hurt seeing him lose himself to the trauma he was forced to endure in the Arena, still haunted by memories...memories of killing someone you both cared about, someone who meant the world to you. Will you be able to help Mingi before it's too late? But most importantly, will Mingi be able to let you in when you bear the very same face he was forced to murder in the Arena in order to become a victor?

｡˚ ° ↷ 2. Choi San x female reader ↶ °｡˚

Your worst mistake...

╰┈➤ Summary: Your innocence was stripped the day you were reaped for the 73rd Hunger Games. The life you had known, and the joy of living well were all just forgotten aspirations. The Games were cruel and terrifying, and they changed anyone who emerged as a victor, who took the crown and returned to the living. And was all that pain, terror, and haunting memories worth it? Was it worth living a life as a monster? Perhaps, yes, it was, if a man was determined enough to show you what tenderness and love meant, that to him you had never changed. But that man was Choi San, a stylist from the Capitol, another gem adored by the masses, so, could he really love you?

｡˚ ° ↷ 3. Jeong Yunho x female reader ↶ °｡˚

Thousand Miles, just to get you back

╰┈➤ Summary: You didn't want this, but then again, you were sure nobody wanted to face the repercussions of being a victor. You hated your life and you hated everyone around you, never trusting a soul again. Whatever President Snow has put you through after your Games was unforgivable and your only solace lay in Finnick Odair, who understood you and your pain. But it didn't end there, no, it never would with Jeong Yunho, another victor, always breathing down your neck and hogging you as if his life depended on it. You didn't like him and you didn't trust him after what he'd done to you despite being your mentor in your Games. And when the 75th Hunger Games come around and President Snow announces that the tributes this year will be the reaped victors, your world comes crashing down, forcing you to do things you never thought you'd do again. But if it meant Panem would be free, you'd do it again.

｡˚ ° ↷ 4. Kim Hongjoong x female reader ↶ °｡˚

Cravin', I'm cravin', I crave you

╰┈➤ Summary: Being in love with your childhood best friend was hard, especially when your feelings weren't reciprocated. Kim Hongjoong, barely a few years older than you, certainly lived a better life. He was a well-known, sought-after, and praised stylist in the Capitol, his creations renovative after the Civil War the Districts unleashed on Panem, against the Capitol . And you, well, you were still studying at the Academy, trying to figure life out and become someone on your own and not due to your parents' wealth and importance. You figured Hongjoong would pay more attention to you when you had finally decided to become a fashion magazine editor, but, no, it only seemed like that drew him closer to Tigris, the person you hated the most. Will you allow her to steal the love of your life? No, never, only over your dead body.

A/N: I was never supposed to turn this into a mini-series of sorts, but alas, here we are! Since four of our boys are getting their own oneshot's, I decided to make a collective masterlist for them, and who knows, maybe I'll add more members to it if a good enough idea comes across my mind. Tbh, I don't exactly want to start a taglist for this mini-series, but I suppose if there's a high demand then I might just. I might change the summaries for San, Yunho, and Hongjoong since their stories aren't written yet and I was going off based on their plots, but I'll see. All of these titles were inspired by songs, and maybe you should listen to Tove Lo's Thousand Miles if you haven't before because that shit was my jam in high school and I nearly collapsed while listening to it again lmao. I have nothing else much to say, except that I might post San's part around Sunday, and if not, then at the start of next week, hopefully. If you're as big of a Hunger Games fan as I am, I hope you enjoy these stories and ignore some inaccuracies, thank uu! See u around <3 divider1 divider2

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yourfatherlucifer · 7 months ago

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Our Aurora : Chapter 2

Poly!Ot8!Ateez x Afab/Female!Reader

Summary: Attending university with your eight boyfriends wasn’t easy, neither was sharing a mansion with them.

Warnings: MDNI, this mini series includes tons of smut, slight violence, protective ateez, poly relationship, established relationship, mentions of mxm, choking, other smut themes.

bullying and violence for this chapter.

WC: 1.5k

AU: University

Genre: Smut/fluff

Nets: @newworldnet

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SERIES MASTERLIST

The morning sun beamed in your eyes, you tried to move away from the direct sunlight but strong arms held you back from moving. When you opened your eyes you saw that it was Mingi holding you.

Right, he fell asleep with you after your bath last night. You turned your head to look at his sleeping face. He was at peace.

He was happier these days, happier than ever. More than he was when he had met you. Mingi was at his lowest then, his heart was aching. His brain was telling him horrible things. He was the epitome of depression and anxiety.

High school was hard, but to him, it was pure hell. Even as a big guy, he was still bullied, he was in pain. He had no one. He had no friends. You’d see him in the halls, he was cute to you. Very cute. Mingi had always worn headphones to block out the other kids.

You never liked your friend group, they were the other rich kids that sort of pulled you with them everywhere just because you were richer. However, they participated in harassing the poor boy. You wanted to stop them but didn’t know what to do.

Until one day, you were trapped in a thunderstorm outside because your ride got caught in the weather. Mingi had been rushing through the storm, clearly crying. He wasn’t watching where he was going and had slipped near you, taking you to the ground with him.

He gasped and scrambled to get off of you, his clothes were sticking to yours because of the rain. You could see the pain in his face, the panic as well. But what you noticed was the black eye. The huge swelling. It angered you. Your so-called friends went too far.

“I’m sorry!” He yelled out over the storm.

You shook your head, “Mingi, please, don’t apologize.”

He froze in his movements, “H..how do you know my name?” He felt the happiness bubbling within him. Someone knew him.

Your ride had finally pulled up, “It doesn’t matter, for now, I’m giving you a ride home,�� you crawled from beneath him and pulled him up, which was hard, “Get in, please.”

He stammered over his words but followed you into the backseat, “Thank you..”

When you had pulled up to his home, he had realized his family wasn’t home. Typical. They always left him alone, by himself.

“Oh, um..”

You shook your head, “Doesn’t matter, I’ll just take you to my home, my parents are on vacation so I’ll take care of you, okay?”

Mingi’s heart fluttered, however he was terrified. He didn’t know if you were being genuine or if you were gonna trick him.

He sat in silence, fiddling with his ruined headphones, they looked like they were purposely ripped and broken.

“Mingi, did..did they do this to you?” Your eyebrows furrowed in concern. You just knew you’d teach those kids a lesson. They weren’t your friends. How dare they harm someone as sweet as Song Mingi? He never hurt anyone.

His head snapped to face you, “What? No. I-“

“Don’t lie to me.”

“Yeah..they did this. They always do. This is my third pair of headphones this month.” You could see the pure sorrow in his eyes.

Your fingers clenched in anger, “I see.”

When the car pulled into the mansion's front lawn, your driver stepped out of his seat and opened your door for you, “Miss, welcome home. I’ve already let the household staff know about your companion, they have fresh clothes for him.”

“Thank you, Hyunwoo.” You smiled, taking Mingi’s hand to bring him inside. He was so glad his eyes were still puffy from crying, else you would’ve seen his red face.

Never has he had someone care about him so much. He couldn’t help but fall in love. It didn’t help that he already had a crush on you.

Your staff greeted you inside, rushing to help you out of your wet clothes, “Guys, I’ve got it.” You laughed, “Just bring the fresh clothes to my room, I’m gonna get him comfortable.”

You trudged up the stairs, taking the large man with you, “Don’t worry about my staff, my parents like to spoil me too much, they have staff to take care of me when I’m alone. I’m almost 18, you’d think they know I can take care of myself.”

Mingi gave you a small smile, “It’s okay..I may not be used to this, but it’s alright.”

As you pulled him into your room with a smile, “The bathroom is over there, go ahead and get undressed, I’ll bring you fresh clothes. My staff will wash and dry those for you.”

He shyly pulled away from your hand and entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He stood there in confusion. Just how did he get here? With the prettiest girl in his school. He didn’t know she’d be this nice and caring, how could she hang out with such horrible people? He wondered.

You went through your closet and changed into warm pajamas, you’d had to wait to blow dry your hair since Mingi was in the bathroom.

One of your maids knocked on the door and came in, “Here you go, Miss. your companions clothes. Henry was the only one who seemed to have clothes that would possibly fit that boy.” She passed off the clothes to you.

“Thank you. You can go now.” You smiled as she left.

You knocked on the door and Mingi slowly opened the door, peeking his head out, “Thank you.” He took the clothes from you.

You could see a bit of his chest and it looked bad, there were new bruises and healing bruises.

You sighed, they must’ve pushed him over and kicked him. They were gonna pay for this. You didn’t care if Mingi would hate you for taking this into your hands. You just couldn’t stand by while they hurt someone. What if they took it too far and killed him? No, you couldn’t allow it.

He closed the door and put on his new clothes. Just a plain shirt and sweatpants.

“Would you like to stay the night, Mingi? I have several guest rooms if you’d like. I’m sure you don’t want to be alone.” You suggested with a smile from the other side of the door.

Mingi opened the door with a puppy-like smile, he was beginning to feel safe around you.

“Thank you, for everything, Y/N. You’ve been nothing but nice to me and I don’t know how to thank you.” Mingi stared down at his feet.

You stepped up to him, reaching out for his large hand, “It’s okay, there’s no need to thank me. You don’t deserve any of this.

You brought him to your bed and sat down, “Why don’t you get some rest, I’ll go make you something to eat, okay?”

He nodded with a small smile, “Okay.”

As days passed, the two of you got closer. He was becoming your one and only friend and you didn’t mind. He managed to avoid his bullies with you around, but one day you weren’t.

You had hurt shouts in the school's courtyard and found a crowd.

Oh no.

You could hear Mingi’s cries for help as no one did anything, they only recorded and laughed.

You were pissed. You threw your bag down and rushed into the crowd. Finding his group of bullies. All you could see was red. Your fist collided with someone’s jaw. This person was kicking Mingi.

“Fuck off of him!” You shouted.

The crowd went silent as your fist repeatedly bashed into the kids face, his nose was bleeding bad but you didn’t care. He hurt Mingi.

“Y/N, please.” Mingi cried out for you, the bullies already leaving his side to take care of you. But you weren’t having it.

You fought them off with everything you had.

Your fists were hurting, they were covered in blood but you didn’t care whose it was.

From that day forward, no one fucked with you or Mingi. The school didn’t even bother doing anything because your parents were their biggest sponsor.

On the day of your graduation, you had asked Mingi out and he was ecstatic. He was becoming a man. He vowed from the day you saved him that he wouldn’t stop at nothing to protect you.

You had kissed him on the stage and flicked everyone off, a final fuck off to the horrible school you two were leaving.

As the memory faded from your brain, you turned to look at the sleeping Mingi.

You were so glad for the day you met him. He called you his princess yet he was yours. He was the true princess.

“Y/N?” He stirred awake.

“Yes, Mingi?”

“I’m hungry, princess.” His stomach grumbled just right after his words and you both laughed.

“Then let’s go get something to eat, I’m sure the others are home and would like to eat as well.” You just knew Wooyoung would want to cook for you, especially since you were sure they all knew what happened with Hongjoong fucking you so hard.

Together, you left to go downstairs, happily and in love.

#our aurora #ateez x reader #ateez smut #hongjoong smut #san x reader #x reader #choi san x reader #seonghwa smut #yeosang smut #mingi x reader #yeosang x reader #seonghwa x reader #yunho x reader #yunho smut #jongho x reader #jongho smut #hongjoong x reader

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ad0rechuu · 2 years ago

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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.

milky way © ad0rechuu, 2023. do not copy/repost.

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knucklesdeepmingi · 2 years ago

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This story is just *chefs kiss*

Hotel California Mini Masterlist

“You can check out any time you’d like, but you can never leave.”

➢ Hotel California {H/A/M}

➢ Part Two

➢ Part Three

➢ Part Four

➢ Part Five

➢ Part Six

➢ Part Seven {S}

➢ Part Eight

➢ Part Nine

➢ Part Ten

➢ Part Eleven

➢ Part Twelve

➢ Part Thirteen {S}

➢ Part Fourteen

➢ Part Fifteen

➢ Part Sixteen {S}

➢ Part Seventeen

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sanjoongie · 9 months ago

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𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝔼𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟: 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕟𝕠𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒

🥀Pairing: Song Mingi x Reader (f) 🥀Genre: Smut 🥀Rating: 18+, Minors Do not Interact 🥀Au: incubus, modern supernatural 🥀Trope: friends with benefits 🥀Summary: you make an agreement with your incubus friend that he can feed on you, if only while you're sleeping 🥀Kinks: somnophilia, oral, 69, overstim, penetrative sex without a barrier, tit fucking, colored cum, bukake 🥀Word Count: 1,545 🥀Betas: @mejuii

🥀Day Ten: Hate Fucking🥀Mini Masterlist 🥀Day Twelve: Mommy Kink

“Good evening, Sweetheart.”

Mingi knew you were asleep, in fact, that was the deal. Mingi was your friend. He had been looking peaky lately and you had innocently asked him if he had been feeding lately. As an incubus, he needed to consistently feed on lust if he was going to survive in the world of the mortals and not slip back into hell.

Mingi had admitted with a shrug that he hadn't been appetized as of late. So, as a favor, you told him he could feed from you. The deal was, as long as it didn’t actually interrupt your sleep, he had the go ahead. So that ixnayed any plans of sneaking into your dreams and consuming from you in that way. You didn’t want to wake up and be drained the next morning. So Mingi would appear in the early morning hours and play with your body while you slept. He could build up all the lust within your body and then consume it, without simply feeding from your body’s energy while you slept. All you had to do was take a few sleeping pills to ensure you didn’t wake up and it was a done deal.

His baggy jeans hung low on his hips, chains across his chest and many metal rings donning his hands. He was smoking a cigarette made only for demons. If you had been awake, you absolutely would have admitted that this Mingi was a wet dream. Instead, you were asleep and alas, the fit was for Mingi’s own boost of ego. He preferred to know he was fucking you knowing that he looked good.

Mingi crawled up the bed and slowly pulled your sheets down your body to reveal what you were wearing for him tonight. When he saw the crisscross lingerie that were held together with a net one piece that covered your entire body, he groaned and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. This is what he was talking about when he wanted food that appealed to him. You were dressed for him to fuck you and he was already licking his lips.

The first thing he did was crouch between your legs and bury his face into your pussy. He inhaled your scent and groaned again, sending the vibrations straight to your core. You whimpered in your sleep and Mingi smirked to himself. You were a vocal lover even in your sleep. Mingi was starting to think he should have told you a long time ago that he had been starving. Maybe you would have given your body to him faster.

He licked your pussy through your underwear, nose nudging your clit, teasing and tempting your body to get wet and ready for him. He ripped the fishnets across your cunt, sucked on his thumb and then started to tease your hole while he rubbed circles on your clit. Within a few minutes you were wet enough for him but wasn’t quite done with his appetizer.

He moved his body 180 degrees, so that he could keep his mouth on your cunt but pushed down his jeans enough so he could slip his dick into your mouth. Carefully, he humped your face, all the while sucking on your clit. Your mouth was warm and wet for him. He suckled your cunt while he fucked your face and it prepped the both of you.

You came quietly, your thighs shaking and your cute noises while his cock was pressing your tongue down and Mingi had a hard time not just fucking your mouth to reach his own orgasm. Instead, Mingi drank in your orgasm, your appetizer preparing him for the main course.

Mingi pulled out of your mouth and turned again. He turned you onto your face, gently wiping the spit and his precum from your face before maneuvering you face down, ass up so he could fuck you. He gripped your hips and eased himself into you. Combined with your spit on his cock and your wetness from your orgasm, it was easy to slip in. You whimpered at the intrusion and he had to close his eyes and talk himself into not jackhammering his hips against your ass.

“Come on, Sweetheart, why do you gotta sound so fucking cute for me?” Mingi muttered to himself.

Mingi’s hands fluttered around your ass, taking a moment to appreciate the body you were volunteering up to him and then rocked his hips against you. There were small noises coming from the back of your throat and it was doing something to him. The way your body loved getting fucked by him while you slept really made him feel some type of way. You may be good friends when you were awake, but he was really starting to believe that you were born to be his lover.

Mingi’s chains began to jingle against his chest as he found a rhythm. He allowed himself to groan slightly, digging his teeth into his bottom lip. You would stay asleep despite him fucking you good but the illusion that he was doing something taboo wasn’t wasted on him.

Did you wonder at the bruises when you woke up and try to picture what he did to you the previous night. Did you find his teeth marks on your shoulder when he tried to keep quiet just in case you forgot to take your pills? Did you feel the delicious ache in your cunt when you woke up and smile at the fact that you had been fucked good the night before? Mingi wanted all the answers but he didn’t dare disturb the agreement between you two.

So he continued to have beers with you every Thursday night you had off and watched with a smug expression as you turned down most men that threw themselves at you. For what reason did you need to have a one night stand when Mingi was fulfilling all your desires?

Your ass jiggled against his hips as he fucked you and he resisted the urge to want to slap your ass, in case that was the trigger that woke you up. All he allowed himself was to squeeze your ass and hips, rings digging into your soft flesh, your ass cheeks squeezing through the gaps of his fingers wonderfully.

Mingi had started to read the signs that you were getting ready for him. You would clench around him and your whimpers and whines would actually begin to speed up. Mingi found himself sucking on a finger again, pressing on your clit again. You gasped as your already abused clit was stimulated again, but he was just doing what was preapproved between the two of you.

Mingi’s body was almost comically curled around yours, hips working themselves against you until you came for him. He slowly fucked you through your first orgasm and ate his dinner. He drank in the feeling of your pussy walls fluttering around you. He drank from the the overstim of his finger on your clit, making you whimper and pull away, effectively fucking backwards on his cock even more. He ate it all up and yet still he wasn’t full. Now it was time for dessert.

Mingi turned you around on your back. You had cooly informed Mingi that he better not finish inside of you but he was lowkey into coming onto your skin anyways. So he removed his jeans carefully, and was only in his tank top and jewelry now.

Mingi straddled your chest, ringed hands pushing your tits together so he could fuck your breasts. His thumb would caress your nipples absentmindedly as he thrusted between your boobs. Sometimes he would imagine that your eye makeup was streaked and running down your face while you held your tongue out to catch the tip of his dick against your tongue but he didn’t dare ask you to sacrifice some of your sleep time to satisfy that fantasy.

It wasn’t long before Mingi was groaning deeply, nose scrunched up as he came all over your face and his cock spurted some cum on your chest, to pool there in your cleavage. Your skin looked so lovely with the dark cum that belonged to an incubus. Mingi even played with the idea of bringing you some of the dark gems that grew in hell, just to mimic the dark pearl necklace he gave to you most nights.

Mingi leaned down to bestow a kiss on your forehead and got up to clean you up. He even changed you into more comfortable clothing just so you knew that he had been around. It was a small thank you for letting him feed on you.

Mingi put his jeans back on, putting a foot in each hole of the legs. “Why you gotta look so fucking cute cuddled up after I fucked you good?” Mingi continued to spew questions in the air.

Mingi didn’t know when this agreement was going to stop. Maybe you’d find a guy and not want this to continue. It’s not like he could come and fuck you if you were sleeping beside someone else. But perhaps he could convince you that he was that guy. He just needed a little bit of time.

🥀Day Ten: Hate Fucking🥀Mini Masterlist 🥀Day Twelve: Mommy Kink

#joongfryefff24 #kvanity #kwritersworldnet #pirateeznet #cultofdionysusnet #mfu-net #song mingi smut #mingi smut #song mingi x reader #ateez smut #atz smut #topaz's work #ღatz

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all-about-kyu · 1 year ago

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Summary: just ateez being the cutest dads ever Pairing: ateez x fem!reader (individually) Tropes: parent au, established relationship au Genre: fluff Rating: G Warnings: none Word Count: n/a Note: I watched return of superman and the hello 82 episode and here we are... (yes I will take requests in this au)

Hongjoong

Gender-neutral clothing designer

His wife is a model for his brand

One daughter and one son

His daughter is older

His son is his mini-me

He and his son do literally everything together while his daughter laughs about how much they are alike

Seonghwa

Kindergarten teacher

His wife teaches high school literature

Twin boys and a younger daughter

Absolutely adores his baby girl more than anything

Always ready to play with his sons

Spoils his babies when he can

Yunho

Florist

His wife is an accountant

Has one son and another on the way

Super protective of his wife when she’s pregnant

His son is always talking to her belly (a habit he’s developed from his dad)

Always brings home gorgeous bouquets for his wife every night

Yeosang

Photographer specializing in children’s photography

His wife is an event coordinator

Has one daughter

Will do absolutely anything for his daughter (yes, even the photoshoot after she was born)

Playing princesses and nail salon >>>

He wants another kid, but it’s not the right time quite yet

San

Trust fund baby but is still very serious about the monopoly he’s found himself the CEO of

His wife is a stay-at-home mom (was an arranged marriage at first for business things, but they caught feelings)

Fraternal twin daughters

One is his mini-me, and the other is his wife’s

Will leave business meetings if his daughters want or need him

Just cause they live comfortably doesn’t mean they spoil their kids rotten

Mingi

Dance professor

His wife is a biological chemistry professor

Two sons who are close in age

The boys have his personality (chaos in a bottle)

Sometimes his sons will come to uni with him and try to learn the dance for that lecture

If the boys are quiet, they’re up to something (Mingi included)

Wooyoung

Gourmet chef

His wife is a patissier

Identical twin girls

Very sweet, affectionate, and mild-mannered girls

Both of them teach the girls how to bake and cook anything they want to learn

Would set the world on fire for his girls if they asked

Jongho

Record shop/ cafe owner

His wife is an indie artist

One daughter (his baby bear)

Lets his daughter help around the shop

He and his wife make up little songs to help her learn things

She wants things to be bear/forest themed at all times

Networks: @cultofdionysusnet @kwritersworld @k-vanity

Tag List: @sanjoongie @jaehunnyy @ericssmile @anyamaris

#ateez fluff #cultofdionysusnet #kwritersworldnet #kvanity #ateez headcanon #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #ateez fanfic

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bunnliix · 9 months ago

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Masterlist

Ateez

Kim Hongjoong

The Point of No Return

Misunderstandings and Surprises

Park Seonghwa

College AU! Rivals drabble

Take my Hand (HwaSang x reader)

You Taste Divine

Jeong Yunho

Stupid in Love (Yungi x reader)

Kang Yeosang

Take my Hand (HwaSang x reader)

Song Mingi

Stupid in Love (Yungi x reader)

Jung Wooyoung

"Did I look hot in it?"

OT8/Unit pairings

Most to least likely to casually give you their black card

Disobedience - MATZ x reader ft. San

Disobedience (Full Vers.) - MATZ x reader ft. San

When Eight Becomes Nine - Ateez x reader

Bouncy Mini-Series

Stray Kids

Han Jisung

We were happy once

Lee Felix

Love Shot (College AU) The Siren on the Stage (Stripper AU)

Ot8

Most to least likely in Skz to casually give you their black card for purchases

The Invisible Strings that Bind us

Can't Stay Away from You

First Dates With SKZ - mini series collab with the amazing @herarcadewasteland (coming soon)

#masterlist #skz #ateez

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last-words-ofashootingstar · 2 years ago

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Should I?

February Filth Fest : Day Fifteen

Song Mingi x fem reader x Jeong Yunho

a/n: good god i love this one

"Our Princess is needy isn't she?"

✫彡wordcount: 1k

(>ᴗ•)genre: smut w/o plot, p0rn star au

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents: not edited, size kink, poly relationship, no build up, live streaming, dom yunho/sub mingi/sub reader, unprotected( :( ), dacryphilia, slight nipple play, one slap, pet names(princess, baby / min, minie, baby / daddy)

FFF tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"Why'd you stop, Baby?" Yunho asks from the sidelines as Mingi slows his thrusts. He can't answer, head falling into your shoulder as he breaths heavily. "Princess?" He asks you instead.

"He's dumb, Daddy. He's gonna cum, can feel it." He stands up, stepping over the wire connected to your laptop and climbing up onto the bed behind Mingi.

The camera is situated to make sure all of your faces are cut off, something all of you had agreed on immediately. But all of the 800 viewers can see you caged under Mingis slumped figure, almost hidden completely as he holds onto you with his big arms. All 817 can see Yunho's big hands sliding up your legs.

A quiet ping rings out, and Yunho looks over to the monitor with his head on Mingis back. "They want to see you fuck her, Minie. Think you can handle that? Or you too close, Baby?"

"Too close, Daddy." He whines into your neck, grabbing your wrist and pinning them down after you decide to tease his nipple. You giggle, and push it by rolling your hips. "F-fuck!"

"Don't be a tease, Princess." Yunhos words make you settle, arm wrapping around the large expanse of Mignis back and rubbing gently in an apology.

"Sorry, Minie. Jus' want to be fucked."

A ping follows immediately, then another. And Yunho laughs lowly. "Yeah, our Princess is needy isn't she?"You whine as Mingis hips leave yours, groaning at the emptiness of your cunt.

"Don't worry," Mingi whispers as he lays down beside you and cuddles up: hard cock pressed against you hip. "Daddy's gonna fuck you good. He's so good to us." He isn't even playing it up for the camera. Yunho is so good to the both of you. His babies.

"You need me to stretch you out more, Princes-" "No, wan' your cock."

He slaps your thigh lightly and it makes you yelp, drowning out the pinging of the computer. "What, Baby?"

"He wants you to say please," Mingi says matter-of-factly, letting his hand settle on your breast and engulfing it completely. You roll your eyes at him and place your hand over his as he begins to knead your flesh and distract you as Yunho spreads your legs further to make room for himself.

"Please, Daddy? I r- I need- ugh! Min, stop!" You grab at his broad shoulder and dig your fingers in as he latches his mouth on your nipple, making sure to keep his face away from the cameras view.

"Come on, Princess. I know you can ask nice... be a good girl."

"Please, fuck me! I need it! Need your cock, please, please!" Mingi sees the tears trickling down your cheek as you beg and, knowing the pain of wanting Yunhos cock so badly you cry, he cups a hand over your cheek and moans into your tit to comfort you.

"I don't know..." Yunhos words make you cry out, grabbing for him.

"Please, Daddy, you know I've been good. We've both been good! Plea-"

"Should I fuck her?" He turns his body to the camera to let everyone know he's talking to them. Both you and Mingi sit up quickly when Yunho curls his fingers in a 'come hither' motion. Mingi steadies you with his hands on your hips as he pushes you infront of him.

"Should I?" He asks again, hand resting on your knee as you kneel on the edge of the bed. Your eyes flick through the fast moving chat, whining as you see the majority of them say for 'Daddy' to keep making 'Min' try and fuck you.

"No, please... wan- please, want Daddy to fuck us." Multiple donations come in and one of them reads 'daddy should fuck her'. Mingi catches you as you nearly fall over to get at the computer and read more. He pulls you back with his hands placed over your chest, and everything picks up pace on the screen.

"Thank you, thank you! You saw that? They said fuck me, so fuck me, Daddy, c'mon!" You yell excitedly, hands grabbing at Mingis hand in happiness and wrapping around one of his fingers. Mingi laughs into the back of your head, and Yunho leans back in laughter at your excitement.

When he fixes his posture, he sees a comment that breaks his brain.'Princess is so tiny! Look at her hands!!' His neck almost snaps at how fast he turns and looks at the two of you.

Mingis large hands are still fixed over your breast, pulling your back to his chest. Your hands look tiny in comparison, especially as you hold onto each of his index fingers: grounding yourself in your excitement.

"Fuck," he whispers as it fully sinks in. He lifts you up slowly and turns your around to face him as you sit in his lap. He takes you in a hot, rough kiss as he sinks you down on his cock.

Mingi comes up behind Yunho, holding your hands as they drape over his shoulders. "Does he feel good? He feels so good?" He wants it just as badly as you do, but he knows to wait his turn- especially when the camera is on."Princess, is it good, tell me, come on," he draws out, wrapping his arms over both you and Yunho, holding your back and digging in with his nails.

"You know it does, Minie... You k... Oh, Daddy!" You scream as he bucks up into you fast, hard. "Daddy, God!"

Mingi smiles as you grab his hands,pulling them back up and weaving your fingers together over Yunhos shoulders. "Fuck, Min, you- ah! You should feel this, so good! Daddy's so good!" 'Daddy' smiles into your chest, bouncing your hips on his big cock as you tell your boyfriend how good he's fucking you.

Pings come one after another with donations, almsot completely drowned out by your loud moans and the slapping of skin. "Min," he groans.

"Yes, Daddy," he answers as he lets one of your hands loose and runs it down his back.

"Read them to me." He does this often, making one or the both of you read them out loud as he's occupied.

"Wants to know if Dadd... if Daddy's huge cock stretch's you out..." the same realization that Yunho had is now dawning on him.

"Yes," you whimper a short response, unoccupied hand wrapping up in the top of Yunhos hair.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Baby?"

"Wants to know if Princess' little cunt can take your cum."

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!" You both yell out.

"Fuck!" The both of you scream out.

#february filth fest #ateez #ateez smut #smut fic #jeong yunho #yunho smut #song mingi #mingi smut #yunho #mingi

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makeitmingi · 1 year ago

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Cause Baby You’re My Muse [Chapter 7]

Genre: Romance, Idol!AU, Music, Slight angst

Pairing: Mingi x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Producer!Reader, IdolLyricist!Mingi, IdolProducer!Hongjoong, Idol!Seonghwa, Idol!Yunho, Idol!Wooyoung, Idol!San, Idol!Yeosang, Idol!Jongho, cameo(s) by other celebrities

Summary: You always preferred producing underground, having an unknown face and governed by your own rules. But when you start freelancing for idol groups, you say goodbye to your lone wolf lifestyle as you learn to work with idol producers and lyricists.

Word count: 3.2K

*Chapter warning: Mentions of Mingi’s anxiety and hiatus

You leaned forward, a slight frown on your face as you were deep in thought. Your nose pressed against your interlocked fingers. There was no sound other than the song that has been playing on loop for the past 3 days. It was the only thing you knew now, apparently.

*DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG*

“Ah! Coming!” You shot up to your feet, wondering who was ringing your doorbell incessantly and repeatedly. You opened the door to see Wooyoung and Seonghwa there.

“Oh, it’s you guys. What’s up?” You blinked in confusion. From what you knew, there was no meeting with them today.

“What’s up?! You have been uncontactable for almost 2 days! We almost filed a missing persons report!” Wooyoung cupped your cheeks as he yelled.

“By ‘we’, he means just him. The rest of you guessed that you were working.” Seonghwa clarified.

“Sorry to worry you, Wooyoung. But I’m okay, I’ve just been here in my studio.” You gestured to your studio. You invited them into the space and only then did you notice the bags in their hands.

“We brought you some snacks that are easy to consume while you’re working and drinks that you can stock in your mini fridge too. Working hard is important but you have to take care of yourself, Indigo.” Seonghwa smiled, placing a hand on your forehead, checking if you’ve fallen ill without even realising. You nodded your head obediently.

“How long has it been since you’ve gone home?” Wooyoung asked, spinning around in your work chair. You shrugged, going to get your phone to check the date.

“3 days, apparently.” You blinked, even you were surprised.

“Just how have you been surviving here?”

“I use the shower facility that’s in the gym. And I specifically requested for my couch to be a pull out bed.” You explained. The boys looked at you in shock, unable to comprehend how you have been living in your studio.

“Please don’t tell me the last time you had a full night of sleep was at home.” Wooyoung said and you looked away. When you were working, sleep just becomes something easily forgotten.

“Indigo, that’s very bad. You need to sleep and eat properly in order to work.” Seonghwa chided.

“I know... I just wanted to finish my track.” You whined slightly. Sleep deprived you was definitely a lot more childlike.

“Do you want me to tell Hongjoong?” He threatened.

“No, please don’t tell him! He’s gonna nag at me...” You complained. Seonghwa put his arms around you to pat your back. You leaned into his strangely comforting hold, almost falling asleep standing up. Skinship was really something you have grown accustomed to from the boys.

That’s the reason Wooyoung brought Seonghwa with him. Everyone knows how Seonghwa takes care of Hongjoong, who is always busy doing things and taking care of the others, Wooyoung wanted Seonghwa to care for you too.

“Is this the song San and Mingi recorded the guide for?” Wooyoung suddenly asked, pulling you away from almost entering dreamland. You nodded your head with a hum.

“Can I?” He gestured to the computer.

“Sure. But it’s not finished yet.” You agreed. Wooyoung sat on your chair while you sat with Seonghwa on the couch.

Soon, the soft drum beat introduction played and then San’s soft voice filled the room. You softly sang along to San’s lyrics, having listened to it repeatedly for the past few days. Then Mingi’s part came.

“It’s a good song.” Seonghwa said, patting the back of your hand.

“Yeah, I really like it! This is what you’ve been working on? It’s really amazing, Indigo ah.” Wooyoung nodded excitedly.

“Thanks but it’s not perfect yet.” You yawned, rubbing your eyes. When it came to music, it had to be perfect in your eyes and ears. Now, there were still some things lacking.

“I don’t really know how to explain it. I just listen and know that it’s not there yet. There’s no specific part or section that needs changing... Ah... How do I say it? It’s just not at the level that I envisioned it to be.” You scratched your head as you tried to explain your thoughts to them. Seonghwa understood though, after listening to Hongjoong.

Just like the movie night, you didn’t know at what point of the conversation with Wooyoung and Seonghwa that you just fell asleep. Your head was leaning comfortable on Seonghwa’s shoulder.

“Don’t move, hyung.” Wooyoung cautioned.

“I wasn’t going to.” Seonghwa replied in a whisper, his body stiff as a board. Wooyoung took your folded blanket from the basket and draped it over you.

“Do you want to put her on a pillow instead?” Wooyoung asked, not wanting Seonghwa’s shoulder to hurt too.

“No, it’s okay. She looks like she doesn’t want to be disturbed.” Seonghwa’s eyes cast to you. You were fast asleep, unaware of the conversation that was going on between the two.

“This is cute.” Wooyoung took hisphone out to snap a picture.

“Ah, Wooyoung ah.” Seonghwa clicked his tongue in disapproval as he lifted a hand to shield the rest of your face, in case you didn’t like being photographed. Wooyoung just giggled and smiled, sending a copy of the photo to Seonghwa.

“This and Hongjoong hyung’s photo looks like you both finally got the daughter you wanted.” Wooyoung snickered, referring to the photo Hongjoong posted the day you were twinning outfits with him. The others teased it to look like a father and daughter more than a siblings photo.

“I’ll get comfortable.” Wooyoung sat on the solo arm chair. He wasn’t going to leave his hyung alone and he definitely didn’t want to disturb you.

“We can try to switch later, hyung.” Wooyoung said.

“No need, I’m comfortable. Don’t you have any schedules today?” Seonghwa refused. Wooyoung shook his head. He stood up for a second to dim the lights slightly, guess it was nap time for them as well.

Your eyes slowly opened as you woke up, suddenly aware of your surroundings. You leaning against something... or someone.

“Seong-” You covered your mouth, noticing that Seonghwa was fast asleep. Your eyes widened in embarrassment, how could you fall asleep on someone?!

“Wooyoung?” You whispered but realised that he was asleep as well. Hitting yourself on the forehead, you made a mental note to stop falling asleep around these boys. It was so embarrassing.

As carefully as you could, you stood up and adjusted the blanket over Seonghwa’s body before shuffling over to your desk. You sat down in your seat and put your headphones on to resume working. Looking at the time, you realised you had been sleeping for close to 3 hours. But thanks to the little nap you had, you were feeling energised and refreshed.

“Let’s do this.” You whispered to yourself and started working again. From the clicking of your keyboard, Seonghwa woke up. He saw the back of your head as you worked.

“Indigo.” He went to you, tapping your shoulder.

“Oh, Seonghwa. I’m sorry I fell asleep on your shoulder, I seriously should stop doing that around all of you.” You bowed deeply and profusely.

“What are you saying? Don’t apologise for that. I’m glad I could bring you comfort to sleep properly, even if it was only for a few hours.” Seonghwa smiled, putting a hand on your head.

“And it’s okay to sleep around us, its means you trust us, right?” He chuckled.

“I guess it does...” You nodded in agreement, not giving anything else away. You felt safe around them, enough to let your walls down.

“Promise me you’ll sleep in your own bed tonight?” He bent down to meet your eyes. You nodded your head.

“Good. I’ll get Wooyoung and leave. Don’t work too late and make sure you eat. I’ll check and make sure.” Seonghwa lectured. You nodded and reached out to hug him, it was the best way to express your gratefulness.

“Thank you.” You said softly.

“You’re welcome. You have to take care of yourself.” He reminded. After that, he helped you fold and keep your blankets before he woke Wooyoung up to drag him out of the studio. Even half asleep, Wooyoung smiled and waved to you as Seonghwa guided him away. You laughed and waved back.

“Where were we...?” You got back to work, picking up where you left off. Things were going a lot smoother, you made minor but good edits to the track that made things better.

“Done for the day!” You cheered. It was time to go home and have dinner like you promised Seonghwa.

After packing your laptop and small items into your bag, you took the bus home. It had been 3 days since you’ve been outdoors. When you arrived home, you put all your used clothes into the laundry and showered.

“Need to go get groceries.” You made a mental note as you looked at your almost empty refridgerator. But luckily you could still make a meal out of it.

‘I’m eating like I promised! - Indigo’

You sent Seonghwa a picture of the simple fried rice you had cooked for yourself as proof that you were eating.

‘Good job! - Seonghwa’

As you sat down, you realised how you had no emotional attachment to this house. It was a place for you to sleep, eat and shower but you could do those things at other places. That’s why you didn’t miss it despite being away for a few days. While you watched some Ateez show, their chaotic laughter filling the silence of the apartment.

“Aww, poor San.” You giggled as you watched him pout from being teased by the other members, namely Wooyoung. Their television personalities were really the same as their real life personalities.

*BZZ BZZ*

‘Hey, are you still at the office? Up for some late night coffee? - Mingi’

You were shocked, not expecting a message from Mingi. Eating the last mouthful of rice, you placed the bowl in the sink before replying.

‘Not at the office but I would definitely love some coffee now. Are you sure you can go out this late though? - Indigo’

‘Of course, no early schedules tomorrow anyway. If you would like to rest, we can go another time. I heard from Seonghwa hyung that you’ve been working the past three days. - Mingi’

‘It’s all good. I would love to have some coffee now. Plus, I was able to nap for a few hours. - Indigo’

‘Alright! I know this place a lot of celebrities go to so it’s discreet and 24 hours. I’ll forward you the address and see you there? - Mingi’

‘Sure, see you in a bit! - Indigo’

“How do you dress for late night coffee runs?” You asked yourself as you stood in front of your closet. In the end, you went for a hoodie and black sweats, which was similar to what you wear to the studio daily. With a black cap and mask, you wore your shoes and left the house.

Since the weather was nice and cool, you checked the directions and walked to the cafe with your headphones on. The cafe wasn’t brightly lit on the outside and the blinds were all drawn.

“Hi. I’m looking for someone.” You said to the waitress. The backings of the booth tables extended to the ceiling, granting privacy to each patron table.

“Indigo.” You leaned and saw Mingi waving to you to get your attention. You bowed to the waitress and went to the table.

“Hey.” You slid onto the seat opposite him. While he didn’t wear a mask, he had a cap on as well. He was a lot more dressed down, which wasn’t necessarily bad. He looked a lot more relaxed in his grey hoodie and loose jeans.

“Thanks for meeting me on such short notice.” He rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish smile.

“Well, thanks for inviting me.” You giggled.

“Let’s order first.” Mingi called the waitress over. You ordered an iced latte and Mingi had an iced americano. While you waited, a nice silence fell upon the two of you. For some reason, it wasn’t awkward at all.

“So how’s the song coming along?” Mingi asked you, breaking the silence. You started to tell him the whole process and how you’ve been working on it for the past 3 days, which is why Seonghwa and Wooyoung had to come. Both you and Mingi shared stories and talked about your own personal work progress, like Mingi’s lyric writing process.

��Ah, I so get that!” You let out a sigh, ducking your head when you realised you might have been too loud. Mingi smiled at your reaction.

“But honestly, even the lyrics you wrote for the guide were good. I told you not to put in so much effort!” You giggled. Your laugh was infectious, making Mingi laugh too.

“How can they be good? I just pulled them out of nowhere.” Mingi defended.

“Maybe you just have that god given talent, Mingi ah.” Even if your mask was covering your face, Mingi could see your soft smile. And the way you called his name made him feel so warm on the inside.

“What... god given talent? Indigo... Honestly, it’s just getting over those hurdles. Every project has those.” He said.

“That’s true. I’m grateful Seonghwa and Wooyoung came by today. Not having to think about work and resting really cleared my mind. It cleared that block and when I had to get back to work, things went a lot smoother.” You said.

“Don’t overwork too much. Your work should not come before your health. If you fall ill, you won’t be able to work for an even longer period of time.”

“I know, I get nagged at by Seonghwa and Hongjoong.” You complained.

“That’s part of being in the Ateez family. Getting nagged at and scolded by the two parents. I admittedly am not one of the good kids so it’s normal for me to get scolded by Hongjoong. Just ask Wooyoung, he gets in trouble a lot too.” Mingi snickered.

“So I’ve heard.” You giggled as you remember Hongjoong and Yunho telling you. You stirred your drink and slipped the straw underneath your mask to take a sip. Mingi chuckled and took a sip of his own drink.

“Oh, also. Thanks again for giving me a new mask and everything the other night. I panicked when I woke up without my mask.” You said.

“No need to thank, whatever makes you feel more comfortable around us. And I promised I wouldn’t say a thing, that includes helping you protect your identity.” Mingi said firmly.

“You have all been very kind in helping me adjust and adapt to the new company.” You stated.

“I think you’ve integrated well into our group and get along well with everyone. Knowing how you overwork, the others and I, we’ve all started to worry about you and your health.” Mingi told you.

“You do...?”

“Of course. You’re one of us now. We take care of each other.” Mingi smiled. You nodded your head slowly, staring at empty space in front of you as you absentmindedly stirred your drink. Mingi watched your expression before boldly placing his hand over yours.

“Did I... say something wrong?” Mingi looked at you with concern and worry. You shook your head.

“Not at all.” You denied. You tried to piece your words together to explain to Mingi properly, wanting to alleviate the worry he had on his face. He never rushed you or spoke, giving you time to think.

“Hmm, how do I say this? I guess I’m not used to having people care for me. I’ve always lived my life as an individual.” You tried your best to explain.

“I understand.” He nodded his head.

“The industry is not very kind and welcoming to new people so it’s always been me, myself and I.” You shrugged.

“The industry is tough so I don’t blame you for wanting to build a wall around yourself. There are always critics waiting to take advantage of you and knock you down.” Mingi spoke. You hummed in agreement, sipping your drink.

“When it was announced that I was taking a break because of anxiety, people didn’t believe it. How could someone with 7 group members, thousands of fans, have anxiety? They’re on top of the world. But the fear before stepping on that stage never goes away. One wrong move and you’re out.” You noticed Mingi shaking and reached over to put your hand over his.

“Mingi...”

“Your fall from grace can happen at any time. And you’re expected to just deal with it and move on.” He confessed.

“I’m sorry you have to deal with all this. It must be hard.” You squeezed his hand. Mingi looked up at you with a crooked smile, yet the eyes conveyed the bitterness he felt.

“It was hard but I’m learning to deal with it. I’m grateful my member take care of me and help me.”

“And now you have me too. Like how you said I can lean on you, you can lean on me too. We take care of each other.” You spoke softly, quoting his words from earlier. After the drinks were done, Mingi insisted on walking you home.

“But it’s in the opposite direction. Plus, it’s late. I can go on my own.” You tried to convince him. But he shook his head, walking in the assumed direction of your apartment.

“Come on, slowpoke.” He turned around and grinned.

“Fine.” You sighed in defeat. Luckily, you didn’t live too far away and the streets were empty at this time of night.

“This is me.” You stopped downstairs of your apartment. You would have invited him in but after 3 days of not being home, the house was rather messy and it was late, you didn’t want him being out alone for too long.

“We should do this again some time. It was nice.” You said. Mingi nodded in agreement, he was glad you enjoyed yourself and wanted to do this again. Before he left, he wrapped his arms around you tightly, his much taller frame towering over your smaller body.

“You don’t have to keep everything bottled up. You can count on me.” He whispered. You closed your eyes, wrapping your own arms around him.

“Thank you... You too.” You spoke, muffled against his jacket. It took a lot more will power for Mingi to pull away. It felt nice to hug you and for some reason, he didn’t want to leave.

“Let me know when you get home?” You tilted your head as you pulled away.

“I will. Goodnight.” He waved and you did the same. Mingi waited for you to go up before making his way back to the dorm.

You made your way into the house and leaned against the door. You slid down to sit on the ground, thinking about tonight. You learnt a lot about Mingi and the two of you let yourselves be vulnerable around each other.

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hausofmingi · 1 year ago

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his good girl - chapter 1

pairing: song mini x stripper!reader

tags: stripper au, smut series

warnings: slight mentions of stalker, bad words (tee hee), dom!mingi, sub!reader, riding, daddydom!mingi, finger sucking, being carried and getting fucked, a bit of physical roughness (reader receiving), degradation but also praise, cum eating (off the floor!), aftercare

wc: 3.8 k

an: so I decided to give the reader a name because that feels more realistic to me as a reader than y/n. I find that sometimes reading "y/n" takes me out of it a little, so lmk if you find this helpful as well! Also, I am a little depraved so right off the bat, this gets very crazy kinky

minors dni!! 18+ only!!

“Where is the red garter belt I let you borrow?” You are racing around your and Lina’s small apartment, trying to prepare for yet another night on the job.

“I don’t know, I may have left it at the club?” Lina answers from the bathroom.

Red is his favorite. You don’t want to disappoint.

“Well great Lina thanks for that, I’m never letting you borrow my shit again.”

“Love you too!” she calls after you as you leave to go shopping. It’s not like you’re against making another trip to get some new pieces, but why do you always make the same mistake in letting Lina borrow your favorite stuff…

Your’s and Lina’s apartment is in a pretty run down building in an unsafe part of Gangnam, but no matter how shitty it is, its yours and you really want it to feel like home.

But, that doesn’t mean you don’t feel the pair of eyes watching you as you exit out of your apartment building and walk towards the bus stop.

You have been noticing that lately, the feeling that someone is watching you. When you leave your house, when you’re at the grocery store, while you’re going on a run. You try and brush it off because this is normal for women and all that, but today, you pay just a little harder attention.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see a figure in a black hood (Jacket? Coat? You don’t want to look too hard) standing across the street from your apartment building. You walk a little faster to the bus stop just in case.

That night, after spending more than you should on new lingerie sets, you and Lina are about to take the stage for your first stage set. It’s almost midnight, which is usually the time he makes his appearance.

You always get butterflies, but not the stage fright normal kind of butterflies, the kind that make your clit perk up and your nipples harden.

Why do you always get so worked up over a man who hasn’t even fucked you?, you think as you make your way up to the stage.

You really have become quite the pro at this. After 4 years of working for this club, your boss has dubbed you his favorite girl. Doyeon always protects you and gives you the most popular customers, knowing you will always keep them coming back.

You always thought it felt nice to be appreciated, especially knowing he didn’t have any intentions of coming onto you, on account of he’s a flaming fruitcake.

Its a good ways into your set, and his table still sits empty. You feel the sweat start to form on your back, but try to stay in your routine.

Why isn’t he here? Where could he be instead? Did his company find out he was doing this?

You always got scared that it might be leaked that idols come here, knowing the sasaengs stalker habits. Mingi, being a part of one of the biggest Korean boy groups, Ateez, must have a large number of crazy fans following him.

Did they find out and tip the press to show up here? You didn’t see anyone outside though… Your mind runs rampant with all of the reasons that it could possibly be as you walk off stage and collect your tips from the stage manager.

Tears start to threaten to spill, and you think you are crazy yet again to be this affected by a man you haven’t even had a conversation with.

On the way home, Lina can tell you’re bothered and nudges your side as you walk home.

“So you know how Taehyun has been requesting me a lot? Well he mentioned his upcoming tour tonight, I think he might finally take me along with them!” She exclaimed excitedly.

“Don’t be ridiculous, he’s just saying that so you’ll suck him off some more.” you say.

“Well damn… What’s got you all worked up honey?” She always called you honey when she was trying to comfort you.

“Mingi didn’t come tonight..” you admit.

“On a Thursday? That’s… super out of character. Well don’t worry, I’m sure practice just went long or he has an early morning schedule or….” her talking trails off as you dissociate.

Lina has always been a nice friend, agreeing to move in with you without knowing you very well, trying her best to always cheer you up. It’s not her fault you felt like you guys were never really close. You give her props for trying though.

You pull out your phone and check his bubble and instagram, seeing if maybe they could give you some clues. Nothing.

You fall asleep that night thinking of the last time his fingers swiped your lip, hoping it wasn’t the last.

—

The next night at the club is gloomy. Even though it’s a Friday, attendance is lower and your energy is even lower.

The feeling of someone watching you has been bothering you all day, but the guy in the hood has yet to make an appearance. You are just looking forward to curling up in your bed tonight and continually refreshing Mingi’s bubble messages.

The stage manager calls for everyone to get onstage for the final number and the other girls rush out. You take your time though, not feeling like getting in a rush for this menial thing.

You hang your head in your hands, covering your eyes and taking a breath. Just get through it, he’s just a man, you try to remind yourself.

A smell reaches you, like a really expensive cologne. Musky and masculine, and somehow… dominant.

You look up and standing in the doorway is him. He stands as if he owns the place, hands in his pocket, opting for a fitted vest tonight in lieu of a jacket.

And he’s staring you down, studying you intently. If it was anyone else, you would feel the need to cover yourself and apologize. But not with him.

You probably look like a dumbass, staring at him through the mirror with your mouth slightly open.

He speaks first. “You were worried.” It’s a question but he doesn’t need an answer.

“Yes,” is all you can manage to squeak out.

He leans against the doorway, messing with his shirt cuff. You still haven’t moved, frozen in place. How did he get in here, past the security guard? How did he know which dressing room you were in? Was he the person in the hood you noticed this morning? He must be stalking you… Why doesn’t that bother you more?

He notices your anxiety moving through you. “Don’t worry, I just know the security guard. He owed me a favor. I’m not a stalker” he responds, as if he read your mind.

“That’s… good” you say.

He drops his arms and strides towards you, slowly as to not spook you. “Well thank you for worrying about me. I’m okay, for now. But, here’s the problem my love,” he draws his finger up your arm, making your hair stand up and bumps form. “You may be in trouble.”

You aren’t sure what he means. “What kind of trouble?” you ask. “Like legal trouble?”

You are afraid that maybe one of the idols ratted this place out and the feds are going to come knocking down your door and take you all away. Would Mingi still visit you in jail? Surely not, there’s no lap dances there…

He sticks his finger under your chin and pushes it up to make you look at him. Drip.

“Please stop letting your mind get ahead of you, baby. Let daddy speak.” DRIP.

“A sasaeng has been getting very close to you. Too close. I can’t let you get hurt.” Awe, he wants to protect you. DRIP DRIP DRIPPING.

“How did they find me?” you ask.

He leans against the counter as he continues, “I am not sure, I don’t even know how much they know. Sasaengs are insane people with insane complexes. This one has been stalking me since pre-debut. But I’ve always been careful that she doesn’t see me come in here. So how she knows that you are important to me, I don’t know…” IMPORTANT TO HIM???

Okay you’ll have to throw these underwear out at this point.

“So what do I need to do then? To protect myself I mean” you ask him.

“Nothing, I want you to do absolutely nothing and let me handle it. But in the meantime, you can’t go back to your apartment.”

Hate to say it, but fine by you. Maybe you’ll save some money by not having to replace your stolen shit anymore.

“Where will I go instead?” you ask.

“You’ll come stay with me.” Jesus Christ, 20 year old you would be freaking the fuck out. But, it doesn’t make you freak out, in that way at least.

“What about Lina, what about my job? I can’t live with you, much less San and Seonghwa. I’ll never see you. What if you have to travel for schedules? I’m just supposed to stay in your dorm 24/7? I have a life! I barely even know you! You only ever say 4 words to me, and then fucking leave me in a puddle, how can I just-”

His hand stroking the side of your cheek cuts you off. “Again with the mind racing, baby. I don’t want you to uproot your life, it will be temporary. I have my own apartment now too, so we won’t be with other members. It will only be until we are 100% sure you are safe to be alone. I will take care of you, I promise.” he reassures.

You lean into the hand that holds your head, a few tears falling into it. You finally get the courage to look up at him, making eye contact. He has dropped his heavy, dominant demeanor. Instead, his eyes hold only comfort and concern.

Maybe he wasn’t kidding; maybe you really are important to him.

After a minute of silence, “Okay, so what do I need to do right now?” you ask.

“Change and pack up your stuff, we are going to the apartment. Make a list of what all you need from your apartment when we get home and I will send a staff to collect it all in the morning.”

“And take a breath, princess.” You unclench your jaw, which you didn’t even realize was clenched. He kisses your forehead before reaching down to grab your duffle bag that you carry your things in.

You think in silence as you pack. Take a breath he says… he will protect me he says… Why me? Why is protecting me, a stripper, just some stripper that he barely speaks to. He doesn’t even know my real name…

“Yes I do,” he says from the chair he has sat down in to wait for you. Oops, you must’ve said that part outloud.

“It’s Cora.” You like the way he flips the “r” of your American name with his Korean accent.

“How do you know that?” he ignores you. “How do you know I used to live with San and Seonghwa?” “Touche…” you respond.

“All done?” he asks. You nod. He crosses to you and starts stroking your arms to comfort you.

“I want you to remember though, you still have to be a good girl for me at the apartment, can you do that?”

You look up at him through your eyelashes, surprised that he still is holding this up even at a time like this. Is it all an act, or is it truly how he is? Either way, you are turned on once again.

“Yes..” you respond. He cocks his eyebrow, questioning your answer.

“Yes what?”

“Yes… daddy.”

“There’s my good girl.”

With his hand on your back, he guides you out of the dressing room and out the back door, where a black hatchback with tinted windows is waiting. He holds open the door for you, and helps you into the car. If only other men treated all their strippers like this…

The car ride home (whatever home means at the moment) is very silent. He has his hand on your thigh the entire way, the other staying steady on the wheel. His thumb rubs back and forth, another attempt at comfort you’re guessing. It works, sort of.

Just smelling him and being near him your body is relaxed, knowing he will take care of you and wanting to give yourself to him. It’s like you are under his spell, which is crazy. You are usually so independent and self-sufficient. What about him makes you want to grant his every wish?

“Shouldn’t you be blindfolding me, so I won’t know where your apartment is and so I won’t run away and all that?” you ask, kind of joking.

“You won’t” he says while keeping his eyes on the road, fully confident in his answer.

He’s probably right.

–

Finally you reach the apartment. You almost drifted off to sleep, even though the drive was only about 20 minutes. He parks right outside the front door of the building and gets out to open your door for you. He offers his hand to help you out of the car. It’s much appreciated because you are still in your platform heels, just throwing a coat over your outfit you were going to wear to perform in.

He keeps his hand on your back as you walk up to the doors, through the lobby, and up the elevator. It’s a really nice building with a concierge and fresh flowers all over. Sometimes you forget how big Ateez really is, and figure that Mingi bought this place with his own money.

You wonder if he has neighbors on his floor. Do they know he lives next to them? Does he talk to his neighbors at all? Do they know that he is having his own personal stripper move in with him?

They’re gonna know now, from how loud you are being.

How you ended up riding him in his dining room chair about 15 minutes later, you’re not so sure.

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He was going slow, too slow, slow enough that you could feel every. single. inch.

You tried to grind your hips and get him in deeper, but the tight hold he had on your asscheek lets you know that even though you are on top, you are not in control.

His other hand is holding your face, his thumb hooked in your mouth. You suck and gag on it as much as you can, but it’s hard to focus when he is going this slow.

You felt high, things were getting foggy. All you knew is that you wanted to please him.

“My beautiful girl, doing so well. You were waiting for this for a long time weren’t you?” his deep voice sends sparks to your clit and makes you even wetter, if that’s even possible.

You can only close your eyes and nod. You want to throw your head back, but his hand on your cheek and thumb in your mouth keeps it facing forward. “Now baby, what did I say? Eyes. on. me.”

He jerks your head a bit, just to make you a little scared.

You know he would never hurt you.

Unless you asked.

You open your eyes like a good girl. How could you not be a good girl for him?

His breath catches when you make eye contact with him again. His eyes bare into your soul, never breaking.

You whimper a little when the head of his cock catches someplace you have never felt before. He smirks, knowing. He hits it again, making the upper half of your body keen forward, his thumb slipping out of your mouth.

Your hands, which were bracing on the back of the chair, move down to his pecs. You are desperate for him, desperate for that feeling that release you dreamt about him giving you.

You start to bounce since he let go of you, letting his arms hang down and his head fall back in pleasure. You are doing that to him. You are making him let go.

You grind his cockhead up against your g-spot over and over again, drooling down his neck.

You wish you could see what you guys look like, his giant body draped over the chair in ecstasy, you sat on his thick thighs bouncing on his perfect cock, licking up and down his neck.

You’re close, really close, and your walls start to constrict down on his cock. His eyes shoot open and he jerks his head up at the feeling.

“Hold on princess,” he practically growls at you.

Hold onto what? You think.

He grabs underneath your thighs, holding his hands behind your back and lifts the both of you out of the chair with him still inside of you.

Oh my god, holy shit.

This was too good, you couldn’t have even dreamt this up.

You wrap your hands around his neck and he pummels into you as fast as he can, hitting your g-spot every single time as if he has memorized the angle. The sound of his balls hitting your ass covers your cries of his name.

“Fucking. Take it.” he says, his forehead touching yours. He has essentially lost control of his body, just bouncing you wildly up and down his cock.

It’s coming, It’s coming. Please, please, please, “please.” You don’t even know what you’re begging for, if you’re even talking out loud. You feel like you are losing your grip on reality, its so so close.

He stills inside of you, leaving his cock right on the spot you need the most. He just shallowly thrusts, just rubbing your g-spot with his cockhead. Holy shit, it feels like fucking heaven.

“Now,” he commands.

And you obey.

You flutter around him, feeling how his shallow thrusts stutter when you cum. You don’t stop for at least a full minute.

“Thank you thank you thank you, oh fuck, thank you daddy” is all you can say as your clit jumps in ecstasy.

His eyebrows are furrowed together, he’s close too. Right as your orgasm tapers out, you tighten your thighs around him and give him 3 bounces. That’s all he needs.

He pulls you off of him just as he’s cumming, holding you away from him so you can watch the cum drip out of his cock and onto the floor. It’s so beautiful, you think.

He sets your legs down on the floor, but they can’t hold you up and you fall to your knees. You can barely see straight, and you can’t catch your breath. Holy shit he may really have fucked the shit out of you.

You keep your eyes turned to the ground while you try and slow your heart, but you see him start to squat down to your level. He picks up your chin with his hand to look up at him. “Baby�� you need to clean up your mess.”

“Wh..What?” you stutter.

He stands up straight again, looming over you with his giant presence. “Clean it up.” his gaze falls to the ground and yours follows.

Oh… you get it now.

Not breaking eye contact, you lean your head down. You stick out your tongue and lick up the cum that he let fall to the floor, as well as some from you that you didn’t even realize had dripped down. He smiles.

You feel like a pet, like a slave.

You fucking love it.

“That’s my good girl.” he praises you. You wipe off your mouth and look up at him through your eyelashes. He squats back down to your level, seeming to have fallen for your puppy dog eyes.

“Does my baby need help getting cleaned up?”

“Yes daddy.”

He bends down to pick you up, which he does with ease, as if you weighed nothing. He guides your legs to wrap around him and he carries you into the bathroom.

He sets you down to sit on the toilet and turns on the shower to start heating up. Why do you feel so dizzy? You gaze can’t focus.

“Cora… don’t pass out on me my love.” he holds your face in his hands.

“What do you need baby?” you grab onto his wrist to try and steady yourself.

“Just a minute… I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, take your time.”

He strokes your hair as you take a few deep breaths to steady yourself.

“Is the shower ready?” you ask.

“Yes my love, whenever you are.”

“Will you help me?” you ask.

“Of course” he says as he starts guiding you towards the shower door.

He lets you step in first and before you can protest that you can shower on your own, he steps in behind you.

It's a really big shower, with beautiful blue tiles and a detachable shower head. Detachable? Huh…

You lean into his chest, your head barely meeting the middle of it due to his height. One of his arms wraps around your body while the other starts to shampoo your hair.

Why do you already feel so comfortable with him? As if you have been showering together for years. You literally just licked this man’s cum off the floor and have no remorse about it. Should you feel guilty?

Nah, you kind of just feel like bragging to other Atiny’s on Twitter. I sucked his beautiful cock!! Suckers!!! Probably wouldn’t be the best idea…

After washing the rest of your body and getting you out of the shower and making sure you brushed your teeth, you are now tucked into his extremely comfortable bed. You don’t usually sleep naked, but it seems right when he is too.

You turn to face him in the bed. He was already staring at you, it seems.

“You know, I wasn’t expecting us to fuck right off the bat..” you admit.

“Me neither, but I am not surprised. It’s hard to resist you.”

“You’ve been resisting me for the past 6 months. You know I always craved more from you.”

“Yes I did know. But I didn’t want to enjoy you in such a public space. I just craved being around you. Its hard to resist you, though, princess. Just know that.”

I guess that makes me feel better, but still… so many things unanswered.

“I know you are probably questioning a lot of things. Just try and get some sleep tonight, okay my love?” he asks.

“Okay..” you agree in a small voice, knowing that you will wake up tomorrow with even more unanswered questions.

“Good girl.” He curls his arm around your middle and tucks you into his side, kissing your forehead before drifting to sleep.

He smells like the same cologne he was wearing earlier tonight. Beautiful, musky, and masculine. You let yourself drift to sleep, breathing him in.

OKAY I DID IT MY FIRST CHAPTER. plz reblog and like.

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tinykpopstories · 5 months ago

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The Great Omegateez AU part 2: Yunho x Mingi

light TW for this part for unlanned pregnancy and some miscommunication angst

About a month before Hongjoong's due date, Mingi and Yunho decide to go on a private vacation. Hongjoong is determined to take a proper paternity leave after he has the baby (even if he wasnt, Seonghwa would probably force him to take a break for at least a couple of weeks), so Mingi will be on his own to put the final touches on a handful of songs they've been working on for a new idol group. They dont want to risk being gone when the baby arrives, and Yunho wants to make sure Mingi gets a proper rest before taking on such a large taskload, so roughly a month out they pack up and fly off for a tropical holiday back in the Maldives where they'd had their wedding.

It's just as gorgeous as they remember, and without the stress of a wedding they're able to enjoy it fully with no worries on their mind. Even one of Mingi's sporadic mini-heats doesn't detract from their relaxation. They'd honestly planned to spend at least one day doing nothing but fucking and sleeping so the timing is actually perfect, and Yunho is all too happy to bend his mate over the bed and fuck him until he's limp with contentment. That evening as the setting sun beams golden light into their room, Yunho looks down at his husband and feels his heart flip in his chest. His husband nestled into his arms, one of Mingi's legs slung over his hips and Yunhos knot still buried inside, mating bit freshly renewed. Mingi's even purring as he dozes, something he only does at his absolute most relaxed. Yunho doesn't think life could get any better.

The rest of their vacation is perfect, lots of sun and sea and a fair bit of sex, and part of Yunho doesn't want to leave, but he knows a different kind of adventure is waiting at home with the impending arrival of their new pack member.

Now, two weeks after returning home, that perfect peaceful state seems like a lifetime ago when he finds Mingi in the bathroom one morning, hands braced against the counter, staring down at a bit of plastic and reeking of distress.

"Princess? Whats wrong?"

Mingi doesnt answer other than to pull Yunho closer and wrap himself in his strong arms.

"I keep dreaming about baby ducks, which is stupid and shouldn't mean anything, but with Hongjoong and Wooyoung talking baby stuff all the time, I just couldn't shake the feeling that I had to check." Mingi mutters finally.

Yunho leans over a bit to look down at the piece of plastic. A pregnancy test. A positive one. Immediately Yunho's stomach twists with a rush of conflicting emotions. Does he want kids? Yes, absolutely. But does he want them now? Truthfully, he's been ready for years, even before they got married. As long as he was with Mingi anytime was fine. But is Mingi ready? Yunho knows Mingi has a complicated relationship with his secondgender. It had taken him a long time to get to a place where he felt like he was in control of his body, not his omega instincts, and that battle had played a large part in his worsening anxiety when they were younger. He's been on the strongest suppressants he can get for years. Yunho doesn't remember that last time he had a regular full heat instead of the sporadic day-long micro-heats he has once or twice a year. On top of that he's been on birth control for practically forever. If Mingi had wanted to get pregnant he would have needed to stop those medications, and Yunho knows that he hasn't. This...this clearly wasn't Mingis choice, and that's the part that upsets Yunho. But he can't deny that he wants a baby with Mingi. If he's already pregnant they might as well.... no. He feels a little sick at the train of thought. It's Mingi's body, Mingi needs to make whatever decision is best for his own health without Yunho pressuring him.

When Yunho asks what he wants to do Mingi shrugs. It's a big shock, and there's a lot to think about. Yunho promises that whatever Mingi decides, he'll support, and he spends the rest of his morning making sure his husband is settled and doesn't start to spiral into a panic.

They don't really talk about it after that. Yunho throws himself into his pro-gaming to keep his mind busy while Mingi buries himself in new projects in the studio. Yunho spends more time focusing on keeping his scent in check than he has since their idol days, trying hard not to blast the apartment with the scent of excitement. He can smell the way Mingi's emotions are running wild since the test and he doesn't want to pressure him, even indirectly, and he's doing his best to be a strong grounding presence through his husband's turmoil.

This turns out to be the wrong move.

Another week goes by before things come to a head. Mingi comes home just a few hours after leaving for the studio in a whirlwind of slammed doors and stomping feet. It's completely unlike him and Yunho pulls his headphones off in alarm. The smell of absolute anguish wafts through the air, brackish and sour on the back of Yunho's tongue. He hears the shower sputter to life and tries the bathroom door, but it's locked. Whatever happened is hitting Mingi hard. There's nothing to do but wait, and Yunho paces the hallway anxiously. Finally the shower cuts off. Between the sounds of Mingi shuffling around and drying off Yunho can hear choked-off sobs and quiet sniffles, and his heart breaks. The lock clicks and the door opens and Mingi jumps a little, not expecting his husband to be right there in the doorway. Yunho gives him the puppydog eyes reserved only for him, and Mingi melts into his arms with a fresh wave of tears.

"Mingi, baby, whats wrong?" Yunho rubs a hand soothingly down his back. "Whats got you so rattled, princess?"

Mingi mumbles something into his neck that he can't make out, and Yunho hums questioningly, nuzzling the side of his mate's head.

"Why don't you want to have a baby with me?" Mingi repeats.

Oh.

Oh god.

The heartache he felt hearing Mingi cry is nothing compared to the pain Yunho feels as it sinks in just how badly he's fucked this up.

"I do. God, I promise I do Mingi. You have no idea how much I want kids with you."

"Then why aren't you happy? Ever since that test you've barely touched me, you hide your scent from me, and when you don't you smell so upset it makes me sick." Mingi shudders in between his crying. "It's like you don't even want me anymore."

That has Yunho breaking into tears right along with his mate.

"Oh, Mingi. My precious Mingi. I've always wanted you. I've always wanted kids with you. Nothing could make me stop wanting you. I've been ready for years but I wanted it to be your decision. I know how important it is for you to be in control of your body and I didn't want you to feel like you had to go through with it just to make me happy. I want this baby so fucking bad it hurts." He squeezes Mingi tight, trying to squeeze every last doubt from his body.

"Really?"

"I promise. The ONLY thing I would change right now, is I would want us to be having a baby on purpose, because you wanted it, not as a birth control fluke. Having a family with you is all I've wanted since the day we met."

A tearful giggle shakes Mingi's shoulders.

"Since the day we met, huh? You had a crush on me in high school? What a loser."

"Yeah," Yunho laughs wetly, "I had a big fat loser crush on you. Doodled our names together in my notebook and everything. And now we're married so HA! I win."

They take a few moments to gather themselves before Yunho pulls Mingi back to their bedroom for a nap, insisting that they needed to restart the day after a short rest. They have longer conversation while they doze, and Mingi admits the last straw was him getting into a fight with Hongjoong at the studio. He's been feeling unsettled in his body since finding out he's pregnant, and that plus the stress of their communication mishap had left him in a sour mood, which clashed badly with Hongjoong's bad mood as he became increasingly uncomfortable being so close to his due date. It's entirely understandable, but Mingi still feels bad, and he'll be sure to make up with his friend soon enough. Right now though, he's wrapped in his husband's strong arms and surrounded by Yunho's scent, almost too sweet now that he's stopped hiding how happy he is about the baby, and Mingi has to admit that a short nap and restart to the day sounds like the best idea he's heard in a while.

An hour or so later Yunho wakes to the feeling of Mingi nuzzling against his mating bite and placing wet kisses all down his throat.

"Mmm, somebody's frisky. Feel beter?"

Mingi hums in agreement.

"I have a plan."

"Yeah? What's that?"

"You're gonna fuck me right here, right now, and we're going to pretend this was on purpose."

Yunho is suddenly much more awake and he rolls them over to prop himself up over his husband. Mingi's already pantsless and half hard and he wraps his long legs around his husband's waist. "Come on, Yuyu. Lets make a baby."

#omegaverse #ateez #yungi #the great omegateez au

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knucklesdeepmingi · 2 years ago

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GOD THIS THING IS ALREADY SO GOOD I CANT WAIT FOR UPDATES

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bvidzsoo · 9 months ago

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Masterlist

↳ MS stands for Mini-series; S for Series; 18+ for anything that contains mature themes; F for Fluff; A for Angst; you’ll find warnings at the start of each one-shot

☆ Drive to survive ↳ [F]; non-idol AU; Formula One Racer AU; Red Bull driver AU ☆ You belong to me ↳ [18+]; non-idol AU; mobster AU; Joker/Harley vibes ☆ I know you want me ↳ [F; A]; non-idol AU; mafia AU; enemies AU; police reader AU

☆ Lust we both share ↳ [18+]; non-idol AU; vampire AU; enemies to lovers AU ☆ Your desire ↳ [18+]; non-idol AU; sugar daddy AU; university AU ☆ Take me to Paris... ↳ [F; A]; non-idol AU; mafia AU; single mother AU ☆ Obliviate Me ↳ [18+]; non-idol AU; Harry Potter AU; lovers to enemies AU; tragic love AU ☆ Sugar on my lips ↳ [F, suggestive]: non-idol AU; university AU; sports AU; 90's romcom; enemies to lovers AU

☆ Who am I? ↭ Part 2 ↳ [18+]; non-idol AU; university AU; bad boy AU; gang AU ☆ From people you know, to people you don't ↳ [A]; non-idol AU; mafia AU; lovers to exes to aqcuittances AU ☆ bf!Yunho instagram stories ↳ [F]; smau; idol AU; boyfriend AU ☆ Above the world ↳ [F]; non-idol AU; Spiderman AU, strangers to lovers AU, highschool AU ☆ Under the pretense ↳ [F, suggestive]: non-idol AU; university AU; sports AU; 90's romcom; enemies to lovers AU ☆ How beautiful you are ↳ [F]; non-idol AU; Jane Austen AU; 1770 AU; enemies to lovers AU ☆ Thousand Miles, just to get you back ↳ [A;F]; non-idol AU; Hunger Games AU; rivals to lovers!au

☆ Take Control ↳ [A]; non-idol AU; mafia AU; reader is a gang member

☆ Your worst mistake... ↳ [A;F]; non-idol AU; Hunger Games AU; stylist San AU & victor reader AU; forbidden love AU

☆ Grease and Oil ↳ [18+]; non-idol AU; car mechanic AU; mutual pining AU ☆ Love Me Like A Rockstar ↳ [S;A;F;18+]; non-idol AU; enemies to lovers AU; university AU; rockstar AU; he fell first, but she fell harder AU ☆ Forget-me-not ↳ [18+]; non-idol AU; illegal racing AU; enemies to lovers AU ☆ Love you, forever ↳ [A;F]; non-idol AU; boyfriend AU; university AU ☆ Preying on you tonight ↳ [A;F;18+]; non-idol AU; Academy AU; werewolf AU; vampire AU; enemies to lovers AU ☆ bf!Mingi instagram stories ↳ [F]; smau; non-idol AU; boyfriend AU ☆ Cold Red Iron ↳ [18+, humour]; non-idol AU; Iron Man AU; workplace AU; enemies to something more AU ☆ Haunted me, haunting you ↳ [A;F]; non-idol AU; Hunger Games AU; victor AU; acquittances since childhood to lovers AU

☆ Daemonium ↳ [18+]; non-idol AU; demon AU; crack AU; dormmate AU; university AU ☆ I'll go animal to keep you next to me ↳ [A]; non-idol AU; mafia AU; stalker AU; university AU; strangers to enemies AU

☆ Shameless ↳ [18+]; non-idol AU; mafia AU; marriage of convenience AU; established relationship AU

☆ Black Ocean ↳ [S; A; F; 18+]; non-idol AU; pirate AU; siren AU ☆ bf!ateez drunk texting you while they're out with the boys ↳ [F, suggestive]; non-idol AU; smau; boyfriend AU ☆ best friend!ateez texting you about tomorrow's exam they have forgotten about ↳ [F]; non-idol AU; smau; best friend AU ☆ drunk texting bff!Ateez and accidentally confessing you're into them ↳ [nsfw]; non-idol AU, smau, best friends to lovers AU ☆ accidentally texting fwb!ateez about the hook-up ↳ [nsfw]; non-idol AU, smau, friends with benefits AU ☆ texting fiancé!ateez about their Coachella performance as you weren't able to attend it ↳ [F]; idol AU, smau, fiancé AU, Coachella AU lol ☆ Beyond the Obscure ↳ [S;A;F;18+]; non-idol AU; royal AU; assassin AU; fae AU; fantasy AU ☆ Cosmically divine ↳ [S;18+;A;F]; non-idol AU; Greek mythology AU ☆ ATEEZ as dads ↳ [F]; non-idol AU; parents AU, scenarios AU ☆ The Games ↳ [A;F;S]; non-idol AU; Hunger Games AU

☆ Devil!Hongjoong ☆ Vampire!Seonghwa ► Slow it down → Park Seonghwa ► Summer Lovin' → Jung Wooyoung ► Does he know? → Choi San ► Love made me crazy → Choi Jongho ► Sweeter than honey → Jeong Yunho ► Stern, but sweet → Choi San ► Cherry Blossoms → Song Mingi ☆ Boyfriend!Wooyoung → Jung Wooyoung

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