#star 🌟 is an illusion✨️

[sanjoongie]

Hi there bestie!

Can u write a fic like yan!ot8 royalty au (idk if u write yan!) , or u can do it in a possessive way or something like that🥹

*sending u love and hug to raise ur filthy mindset 👀*

~Topaz: thank you for loving my stuff and I really dug into this troupe for this, I hope you enjoy. I got a little too carried away, but dealers choice lmao

A wolf in sheep's clothing

✧Pairing: poly! ateez x reader (f) ✧Genre: smut ✧Au: werewolf, royalty, yandere ✧Word Count: 2,088 ✧Warnings: YANDERE! ATEEZ! (beware), possessive tendencies, somnophilia, violent tendencies, ✧Rated: 18+ MDNI ✧Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland the unholy trinity beta teaaaaam <3

Your life was meant to be easy. As the heir of a dukedom, in a remote part of Terre du L'Ange, you were simply required to ensure your people were well provided for. Your parents weren't keen on if you married or not, you had a brother who was continuing the line of your family. So you could live your life within the forest of your childhood.

It wasn't until a messenger on a horse came one stormy night to break the news: the king was dead. It was a sad day when your ruler passed on. Your mother cried in anguish and your father looked uncomfortable. But there was more to the message than just the king was gone…

The pact between Terre de l'Ange and Terre du Diable had fallen through with the king unable to finish negotiations. And with no heir to take his place… there was about to be a war brewing. 

But a dark secret was discovered. You were actually the bastard child of the king. Your parents had married to hide this secret but the queen had known it all along. With no heir and the threat of a war, the queen had no choice but to summon you.

If you were to marry into the kingdom of Terre du Diable, there would be no war and now two kingdoms formed together. The High Queen of Terre du Diable et L'Ange has a ring to it. Thus your world was thrown upside down from living in your serene forest to being thrown to the wolves… quite literally. Only humans lived within Terre de L'Ange but only werewolves lived in Terre du Diable.

What anyone failed to inform you of, when you traveled to the Château du Loup, was that you were handfasted with eight different men and they all wanted you because whoever managed to get you pregnant first would become the king.

Seonghwa was the eldest, hair dark like a raven's feather, and courteous. Upon introduction, he bowed over your offered hand and kissed the back of it. Hongjoong was the second eldest, eyes alit with danger, and growled when you were introduced to the third. Seonghwa had to hold Hongjoong back from attaching himself to you. Yunho smiled and blushed, murmuring about being the first to dance with you during the ball. He laughed with a hand held over his mouth. Yeosang smiled serenely and promised to give you a tour of the menagerie and grounds and especially the gardens, after he brandished a white rose for you. San offered a different tour, how to get to his room and one of his body. He promised both would be very educational. Mingi promised that your boudoir would be full of beautiful dresses and breathtaking shoes. He wanted you to feel spoiled. Wooyoung launched his body against yours, hugging you tightly to his chest and squealing about how much fun this was going to be. His mood was full of sunshine but his grin suggested mischief. Jongho, the youngest, couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge you, not even looking at you when you were introduced. He muttered something about mating with humans being beneath him and then you were swept away to be shown your rooms. 

It was up to you to approve of the mating, so whether the wolf princes liked it or not, if they wanted to be king, they had to do their best to get into your bed. 

Yunho was the first to approach you, which surprised you. The ball that was thrown in your honor the day you had arrived provided him a perfect opportunity to dance you into a secluded corner. His tongue found your sensitive neck, licking at a spot just under your ear. “Let me have the first taste of you, princess,” he murmured into your skin. His delicate fingers pulled at your skirts, inching them slowly up so that he may sneak those same fingers under.

“Duchess,” You corrected him, “I’ve never been a princess.”

A small smile curled at the corner of his lips, “Duchess, then.”

“I’m hardly in any hurry,” You dismissed him. “They already picked me, after all.”

Yunho frowned at you. “I can’t argue with that.”

“Exactly,” You winked at him and then moved back to the ball. 

San was next, now that one came as no surprise. He was waiting at your door for you to retreat for the night, stating you were tired from your travels. The small braids that held his hair from his face only underlined how sharp his cheekbones were. “Darling, I’ve been waiting for you,” He smirked from the shadows.

“Ah yes, you owe me a tour of your body, didn’t you say?” You quipped.

San giggled, high and childlike. “Straight to the point. I like you.”

You laughed under your breath. “You don’t have to like me. You just have to fuck me.”

San’s pupils blew at your words but he frowned. “I would hope it would be a bit more than that. We will be spending a lifetime together if I get you round with child.”

You cocked your head, curious. “Surely you don’t expect me to give you my heart upon the first night of meeting.”

San smiled crookedly. “No. But a small crush would do.”

“Okay. I’ll admit. I like you just a little bit,” You teased. 

San’s grin grew wider. He raised an eyebrow at you. “Shall we?” indicating he would join you in your bedroom.

“I don’t think so,” You replied. You tapped your finger on his nose and then went into your room alone.

You had already made a decision that you would not be fucking anyone on your first night. You didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes, you certainly didn’t want to get knocked up by anyone you weren’t sure of, and most importantly, you did not want to seem like this was going to be an easy task.

What you hadn't expected was for Wooyoung to sneak into your bed that night. You woke up to some light caresses and mischievous giggle. “You’re a deep sleeper, lover,” Wooyoung cooed.

If it wasn’t for your lower half drenching, with Wooyoung’s fingers already deep in your cunt, you might have protested. But your back arched when he curled his fingers inside of you and you groaned loudly. “You make such cute noises when you’re asleep, I couldn't help myself. It’s your fault really.”

“Woo…young!” You panted in between being finger-fucked by one of your partners, “I am…not your…plaything!”

“I know, I know!” Wooyoung protested, “I only came in here to watch you sleep. But then you started to make these noises and I knew you needed something in you. The way you clenched your thighs together told me so!”

You grabbed the back of Wooyoung’s neck and pulled him close. The smug way he licked his lips told you everything you needed to know. “Make me come and then you leave,” You growled.

“Whatever you say, lover,” Wooyoung chirped.

Seonghwa was outside of your door to escort you to breakfast. He offered his arm and you curled your hand around it. “To what do I owe this honor?” You mused out loud.

“I made sure our cooks prepared a scrumptious breakfast for you and I would be loathe for you to miss it,” Seonghwa smiled charmingly for you.

“Mmm,” you hummed, “Not here to check if anyone was in my room?”

Seonghwa’s nostrils flared with quick anger but it was replaced by his charm. “Was there someone in your room last night?”

“Oh yes,” You informed him. “One of your rivals visited me in the wee hours. He’s quite skilled with his fingers.”

Seonghwa’s eyes traveled back and forth, trying to figure out who you were talking about with your vague hint. “Yunho? I saw him approach you during the ball.”

You shook your head, “Now now, Seonghwa. It wouldn’t be very wise for me to tell you who it was, would it?”

That’s when you found your back pressed up against the wall. “I will chop off the offending hand that laid itself upon you,” Seonghwa snarled.

You reached up and patted his cheek. “No need. I simply need some breakfast and then I’ll be plenty refreshed for today.”

Seonghwa let you go, bewildered that you simply skimmed over his outburst of anger. And that you didn’t mind that someone crept into your rooms. 

After breakfast, Yeosang approached you about showing you around the castle. You accepted and he smiled serenely. Yeosang was the epitome of a well of information. You didn’t manage to absorb a single thing he had shown you or told you, however, breath taken away by his side profile. 

“Thank you, Yeosang.” You couldn't help but brush strands of his hair out of his eyes. 

Yeosang blinked quickly but his hand was even faster to wrap around your wrist as you went to pull away. “Please,” He whimpered, “Don’t stop.”

You raked your hand through his hair and he whimpered at the stimulation. “I would do anything so that you could do this for me all day,” he admitted. 

“It would be an honor to gaze upon your face for an entire day, Yeosang,” You giggled.

Yeosang sighed happily in response.

Next, to the calm rain that was Yeosang, came in the fiery storm that was Hongjoong. In the afternoon, when you decided to read in the garden’s, Hongjoong came out of nowhere, diving at a servant who was attending you. You couldn't see exactly what was going on, but by the sounds of pain and the grunts, you were assuming Hongjoong was defending your honor from an unseen attack.

Hongjoong was panting when he stood up in the shrubbery. You had long put down your book and watched with big eyes as the blood splattered prince approached you. “I will never let another man look at you like that,” He growled. 

His hand came out to cup your cheek. His thumb stroked your cheek bone. “You are mine, do you hear me, my love?”

“But Hongjoong--” You were interrupted when Hongjoong’s lips came crashing down upon yours. He bit and pulled and sucked at your lips, like you truly were his. 

Mingi knocked quietly on your door in the evening, in which you allowed him in. He went straight to your boudoir and discarded the dresses that simply would not work with your body type or skin tone. “Only the best for my doll,” Mingi insisted.

You were one step behind him, arms clasped behind your back. “Are there any dresses that match an outfit of yours, perhaps?” You wondered curiously. 

Mingi turned around, his tongue caught between his teeth. “Why of course, my doll, I wish for everyone to know that you prefer me.”

“Now now, Mingi, I can’t show favoritism yet,” You scolded him.

“But you will wear what I ask of you, will you not? For me?” Mingi furrowed his eyebrows, “Surely you would?”

When you nodded slowly, a huge grin almost split Mingi’s face. “Perhaps you already favor me. But we don’t have to tell the others. They’ll get jealous.”

You learned Mingi was a liar that day when he told Jongho all about how you had proclaimed him as the favorite. The next morning, Jongho had cornered you, his face politely devoid of any emotion. “You can’t be stupid enough to have picked someone you liked the most already,” Jongho spat at you.

You shook your head. “Of course not, Jongho, I’ve yet to speak to you.”

Jongho looked taken aback. A light blush sprinkled along his face and he began to stutter. “Wh-what do you mean?”

You smirked, “Why, Jongho, you won’t even look at me. Whatever have I done to make you so cold towards me?”

Jongho’s eyes were on the floor, a small pout pulling his pink lips. “N-nothing, I just don’t like strangers.”

“But we’re not strangers, are we, Jongho? We are handfasted and should exchange affections.” You ruffled his hair and Jongho yelled at you. When you pulled away, he demanded you don’t stop. “You’re sending me mixed signals, sir,” You teased him.

“Puh-please,” Jongho stuttered, “I would like to feel your affections some more. Please.”

Half of the wolf princes were wrapped around your finger and the other half were pulling at the bit to be let loose upon you. You knew one thing for sure: you didn’t miss your serene forest anymore. This was too much fun.

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[sanjoongie]

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But honestly your fics are awesome...l'm here to tell you this....Bye have a good day!!!

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