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gojosnympho · 2 years ago

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spring fling - j.yh

pairing: yunho x black!fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff, angst, non-idol!au

word count: 3.8k

content warnings: two smut scenes, strangers to lovers, alcohol consumption, reader is a little bold (queen), oral (fem receiving), fingering (fem receiving), protected and unprotected sex, rough-ish sex, public sex, light hair pulling (m and f receiving), marking (m and f receiving), dangerous driving practices, creampie, dirty talk

synopsis: you find the love of your life on spring break

inspired by this video i saw on twitter

author’s note: i saw this video and immediately thought of yunho and i had to write something for my boo! i hope y’all enjoy it! 🥰

the cancún heat was beating down on you whilst you laid in the sand. your friends were busy doing other things on the beach, some of them wading around in the clear, blue water of the ocean. the rest of them joined a volleyball game with a group of guys who also decided cancún was the best place for spring break. you could hear all the laughs from them while you enjoyed your time soaking up the sun. that was until you felt the sun being blocked by someone. you popped open your eyes to get a good look at whoever was interrupting your time. he was fine, whoever he was.

“you don’t wanna play?” he asked you, gesturing to the volleyball game his friends and your friends were engaged in.

“not really into sports.” you replied to him with a shrug.

“c’mon just one game?” he pleaded with you, using his charm to get what he wanted. it worked because you were standing to your feet and making your way over to the volleyball net. yunho watched as you walked ahead of him, following the shape of your body and the way it seemed to glisten under the blistering sun.

“do you even know how to play?” one of your friends asked you and you shrugged at them. you knew the basics: bump, set, spike. what more did you need to know?

you looked across the net to see how big the other players were compared to you and your friends. there’s no way in hell this was fair, but you played anyway. you tried your best to get the ball over the net and each time you failed. your opponents laughed at your sad attempts. you sucked at this, to be quite honest. your opponents weren’t playing fair either, spiking the ball onto your side of the net whenever they had the chance.

“that’s not fair!” you complained to the men on the other side of the net. “you guys are bigger than us!”

“or maybe you just suck, mamí.” one of them teased you, making you roll your eyes behind your shades.

the game continued, you and your girls lost terribly. your opponents cheered happily on the other side of the net. you returned to your spot in the sand to lay back down this time under the umbrella. you were all sweaty now and you wanted nothing more than to cool down. the fine boy who invited you to play came back over and sat next to you under the umbrella. you looked at him like he had two heads and he offered you a smile in return.

“need something?” you asked, sitting up like he was to try to make this situation less awkward than it already was.

“your name.”

“why?”

“so i can ask you out properly.”

“what if i said i wasn’t interested?”

“then i’d leave you alone.”

you took your sunglasses off of your face so you could get a good look at him and his face. “i’m ____.” you introduced yourself

“yunho.”

“so, yunho do you flirt with every girl you see or am i special?” you asked and he shook his head with a frown.

“you’re special, that’s why i wanna take you out.”

“which one of my friends put you up to this?”

“got damn, girl. you’re difficult.” yunho said shaking his head again. “nobody put me up to it. i just think you’re hot and i wanna take you out. so let me?”

“fine.” you agreed. “you can pick me up at my airbnb at seven. it’s the one at the end of the beach.” you told him pointing in the direction of it.

“i’ll be there.”

you found that you were oddly excited to go out with yunho tonight. you didn’t want to go at first, afraid that your friends would be upset you’d bailed on them. they encouraged you to go though, helped you pick out an outfit, and gave you ideas on how to do your makeup. yunho told you to dress casually, so you decided to just wear what you’ve been wearing this entire vacation, a bathing suit and some sort of cover up.

“don’t do anything i wouldn’t do.” your friend told you when you slung your bag over your shoulder and slid on your sandals.

“so everything basically?”

“not too much.” she defended herself

you giggled at her before blowing her a kiss, “see you later.”

at seven on the dot, yunho was knocking on the door of your airbnb. you opened the door and shut it behind you, standing in front of the tall man in front of you. he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. you looked so good in what you were wearing.

“where are we going?” you asked him, pulling him from his thoughts just before they turned from innocent to dirty.

“how about a drink?” he asked, sticking his hand out for you to take. you looked at it and then at him. you accepted the gesture, putting your smaller hand in his much larger one.

hand in hand you walked down the beach taking in the sounds happening around you; the spanish music that was playing out of many of the places you walked passed, the sound of people laughing, and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. you made it to the bar that was on the end of the beach over looking the ocean. yunho helped you onto the tall barstool and then sat next to you.

you spoke first, “what do you usually get?”

“a beer. let me guess, you get one of those girly drinks?” he teased you, playfully booping your nose with his long index finger.

“a pina colada is not a girly drink.”

“that’s the girliest of them all.” he retorted, waving the bartender over. he ordered in spanish, something you definitely weren’t expecting. that somehow made him that much sexier. “didn’t think i knew spanish, huh?”

“i’ll admit. i’m impressed. don’t get a big head or nothing though.” you told him

“mean.”

you and yunho talked for what felt like hours while you drank. he told you about himself, where he was from, you learned he was from korea. he learned you were from the states. you told him about yourself. it was so easy to talk to him, it felt like you knew him forever. it sucked that once you left cancún you would probably never see him again. you tried not to think about that right now though. you were tipsy now after two drinks. yunho looked even sexier now than he did when you were sober.

“can i ask you a question?” you inquired and yunho nodded, finishing off the rest of his beer. “why’d you wanna take me out?”

“because i think you’re very pretty and i wanted to get to know you.” his answer sounded truthful and sincere.

“so you didn’t have any ulterior motives?”

“like what?”

“like… sex?”

yunho cleared his throat and sat up straight in his seat. he didn’t know if it was the alcohol (even though he had one beer) or the way you were looking at him, but he felt himself chubbing up in his pants. of course he wanted to have sex with you. that’s not the only reason he invited you out though and he told you as such.

“that’s not all i want from you.” yunho told you truthfully.

“so you admit you want some pussy?” you asked and the dirty word slipping past your lips made his dick jump. alcohol made everything so much easier to say.

yunho was never one to back down from a challenge though, “are you gonna give me some?”

“yes.”

yunho paid for the drinks and pulled you out of the bar with him. his hand was wrapped around your hand while he pulled you down the sandy pathway to what you were guessing was the hotel he and his friends were staying in. the elevator ride up to his floor was unbearably slow it felt like. your hands were all over each other, his lips were on yours placing bruising kisses on them. the ding of the elevator indicated you’d made it to his floor, you got off and yunho led you to his room. the key didn’t even make it all way into the slot before you were making out again. his free hand was kneading the fatty flesh of your ass while his tongue was shoved down your throat. it was filthy. he pulled away for just one second to actually get into the room. the door unlocked and he slammed it shut the moment you got inside.

“come fuck me.” you told him, plucking off your pieces of clothing one by one until you were bare and laid out on his big king sized bed. your legs were spread so he could see exactly what awaited him between your legs. yunho pulled his clothes off too and decided he wanted to eat you out first before he even thought about splitting you open.

he spread your legs even further and laid flat on his stomach while he flicked his tongue on your clit. you tugged on his hair while he slurped up everything your pussy dribbled out. you were a moaning mess, bucking your hips up in his face whenever something felt just a little too good. yunho used one of his long fingers and pushed it inside of you, his tongue and lips still working mercilessly on your clit. you pinched your nipples with the hand that wasn’t pulling on yunho’s inky black locks.

“that feels so good, yunho.” you praised him. you gasped when he slipped another one of his long fingers into your tight hole, he was making sure your pussy was prepped enough to take him. he pulled away from your pussy his face covered in your juices. he kept his fingers in you though and peppered kisses on the insides of your thighs.

“your moans are so pretty.” he told you. he pulled his fingers out of you and bought them to your lips for you to suck on. you took them in your mouth and sucked your juices off of them, your big eyes staring up at yunho as you did. he felt his dick twitch again and he didn’t think he could wait anymore. he needed to be inside of you. he leaned over to grab a condom and made a point to look you in the eye while he ripped the gold packet open with his teeth and rolled the rubber on his dick.

“lay on your side.” he demanded

you did as told. yunho laid behind you, also on his side. he grabbed your leg and gently raised it so he could rub his dick through your wet folds. he pushed in and both of you gasped. when yunho felt you adjusted to his size he started to rock into you. it was slow at first, probably because he was scared to be rough with you.

“harder please, yunho. you’re not gonna break me.” you told the man behind you who only grunted in response when his pace started to pick up. he was slamming inside of you now, his dick hitting the very bottom of your pussy whenever he pushed into you. his hips were hitting your ass so roughly all that could be heard were the sounds of clapping.

not satisfied with the position you were in anymore he pulled out of you and positioned you how he wanted, face down ass up. he pushed into you again and this time you were screaming when he started drilling into you. your cries were muffled by the pillow you buried your face in but yunho wasn’t having it. he grabbed the back of your neck and turned your head so that he could hear every sound that came from your throat.

“let me hear you baby, c’mon.” yunho said, slapping your ass and watching as it rippled under his touch.

“yunho! please don’t stop! please don’t stop!” you cried out and he chuckled at your desperate cries and the way your pussy was squeezing around his dick.

yunho took it a step further, he grabbed your long ginger braids and pulled you up. he wrapped his hand around your throat ever so delicately while pounded into you. this new angle had tears gathering in your lash line because you were sure you could feel every inch of the man inside of you. he bowed his head to suck hickeys into your shoulders and collarbones while you whimpered and cried. you were so close to cumming but you didn’t want the moment to end. you wanted to be like this with him forever.

“oh, baby. i feel you squeezing me.” he said, his deep voice in your ear, his warm breath dusting the shell of your ear. “cum all over this dick i know you want to.”

“yunho…” you whined and the man behind you chuckled at how light and airy your voice sounded.

“cum for me, baby. please?” he pleaded, peppering kisses all over the side of your face. “cum all over me, make a fucking mess.”

“yunho!” you cried his name out when the band in your belly snapped. you were cumming so hard that your legs were shaking and you were panting. yunho held your body upright so that you wouldn’t fall in the heat of your orgasm. you could feel the way he was pulsing inside of you after you finally came down from your orgasm.

he thrusted into you one, two, three more times until he was pulling out of you, pulling off the condom and cumming all over the small of your smooth brown back. he calmed himself and laid you gently on the bed, he cleaned your back off with a towel and then laid next to you in bed.

“how do you feel?” he asked you

“like i just got fucked really good.” you told him a giggle following after.

“i’m glad i could be of service.” he told you and then placed a kiss on your cheek.

for the rest of the week, there wasn’t a day you weren’t seeing yunho and there wasn’t a day he wasn’t fucking you into his mattress. by the end of the week your skin was littered in hickeys and so was his. unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. it was your last day in cancún which meant you had to face the truth you’d been swallowing whenever you ended up in yunho’s bed; you were probably never going to see him again. it hurt you to think about. he was more than just a spring break fling. because it was your last day you and yunho decided to spend your final moments together. he rented a car and all day you went sightseeing, taking pictures at every place you stopped. you’d never forget him if you had pictures to remember him by.

“i am so happy i met you, ____.” yunho told you, kissing the back of your hand while he drove down the street in the all red convertible he rented for today. you felt a pang of sadness shoot through your heart however you brushed it off with a smile.

his hand was on your thigh now. he looked so beautiful underneath the sun, his tan skin and his soft features. you couldn’t keep your eyes or your hands for that matter off of him. you leaned over the console and began to pepper kisses on his jawline that already had a purple mark that you left there last night. yunho who was trying to stay focused on the road tried to wave you off but you weren’t budging. you were probably never gonna see him again you might as well enjoy the little bit of time you have left with him.

“what are you doing?”

“kissing you.” you said

you leaned over even more until you were almost completely sat on his lap. yunho decided to play along, his hand that was resting on your thigh now going to grip the fat of your ass through your jean shorts. you still kissed his neck, your soft lips and your teeth making him hard already. you looked to see if the road ahead of you was clear before you climbed all the way in his lap, blocking his view. yes it was dangerous and no you didn’t give a fuck. whenever he tried to peer behind you, you blocked his view.

“oooh we’re gonna crash, yunnie. what are you gonna do?” you asked him. you giggled and finally nuzzled your head in the crook of his neck and you stayed like that the whole time he drove.

you ended up at a secluded beach, he parked the car on a cliff that had the prettiest view of the ocean and the now setting sun. you were still sitting on his lap while he rubbed up and down your bare back.

“am i ever gonna see you again?” you asked him, playing with the hairs on the back of his neck. he noticed the way your eyes glossed over and you were about to cry.

“baby…” yunho trailed and he wiped the tear that slid down your cheek with his thumb. “of course you will.”

“you promise?”

“did you think i was kidding when i said i liked you?”

you shook your head and dropped it to rest on his shoulder again, “so you wanna keep in touch?”

“yes and i’ll visit you and you’ll visit me. we’ll make it work, okay?”

“you promise?” you repeated, voice cracking and yunho hugged your body as tight as he could in his strong arms to offer you any comfort he could.

“i promise. now stop crying before you make me cry.” he told you, wiping your tears away with his thumbs. “say ‘we’re gonna make it work.’”

“we’re gonna make it work.” you repeated after him

“that’s my girl. now i don’t want our last day together for awhile to be sad. so what do you wanna do?”

“i want you to fuck me goodbye.” you told him

yunho squeezed your hips in his large hands when he felt you grind down on his half hard dick. he’d been trying to keep his composure since you pulled your little stunt earlier while he was driving.

“anything for you, princess.”

you ended up on the hood of the red convertible, your jean shorts thrown somewhere on the ground and your skimpy little bikini top was pulled down while yunho sucked on your breasts. he gave you even more hickeys, something else to remember him by. he kissed and licked all over your body not letting a single inch go untouched. he pulled your bikini bottoms off as well and moaned when he saw how wet you were for him.

“are you on birth control?” yunho asked you when he eased one of his fingers into your soaked pussy. you bit your lip at the welcomed intrusion and nodded at his question.

“yes,” you answered verbally in case he didn’t see you nod your head the first time. “why?”

“i wanna cum inside you this time. if you don’t want to i still brought a condom but—.”

you cut him off, “do it. i wanna feel you.”

“you sure?” he asked you, ever so so slowly pushing another finger inside your hole and you nodded at him sucking in a breath when he curled his digits inside of you and started to massage your g-spot.

“yunho, i want you inside of me right now. please.” you begged him. you didn’t need to be prepped as wet and as eager you were right now.

yunho pulled his fingers from your cunt and licked the juices off, moaning at the taste of your pussy. he pulled his bottoms down and ran his mushroom tip through your folds to collect your arousal and pushed inside. feeling him inside of you raw was a whole different experience. you could feel every ridge and vein on his dick and simultaneously yunho could feel just how warm, wet, and tight you were. he started a steady pace, his hands keeping your body in place.

“you’re crazy if you think i’d leave you and this pussy.”

“yunho, please.” you begged him again not even sure what you were asking for but somehow he knew. he started fucking you harder, the car rocking back and forth underneath your body. “yes! right there!”

“this pussy is so good. you’re so fucking tight.” yunho said to you through gritted teeth. he pushed your legs up and watched as his dick disappeared inside of you and came back out with a white ring of cream around the base. “that’s so fucking hot. you’re creaming all over me baby.”

“you just feel so good, yunnie. so so so good.” you mumbled. he fucked you so good every time that you couldn’t even think straight.

yunho smiled down at you and brought his lips to yours to kiss you. it was so passionate and so messy and you loved it. you think you loved him. his lips were on yours while he kept bucking his hips into you. you were gasping and moaning into his mouth. he kissed down your neck and sucked hickeys into your neck while he fucked you. you moaned, bringing your hand up to card through his hair.

“i’m gonna cum in this pussy.” yunho growled in your ear. “and you’re gonna take all of it like a good girl.”

“cum in me, yunho. i wanna feel it.”

he came inside of you so deep that you could feel each hot spurt of his cum as it came out. the foreign feeling of having somebody finish inside of you had your orgasm coming closer. yunho kept rocking his hips into you, fucking his cum deeper and deeper until you were cumming too with a long moan. you caught your breaths and yunho kissed you again before pulling out of you.

“we can never have sex with a condom again.” yunho said, grabbing your arm to help you sit up on the hood of his car. his cum started to seep out of your hole and you both watched in awe as the creamy seed formed a small puddle on the hood of the car. “that’s so hot.”

“do you have anything to clean me up with?”

he kneeled between your legs and slurped up the mess he and you made much to your sensitive pussy’s dismay. you were whining and crying trying to push him away but he didn’t stop until everything was clean. he came back up to kiss you so you could taste both of your cum on his tongue.

“i love you.” he said when he pulled back

without skipping a beat, “i love you too.”

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rems-writing · 6 months ago

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Is Mingi the God of Death?

》 Pairing: mortal!Mingi x former Moon Knight!reader

》 AU: Marvel au

》 Wordcount: 3,198 words

》 Rating: nc-17

Nets: @mirohs-aurora-society @othersideoutlawsnetwork @illusionnet

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

The happiest of birthdays to my one and only soulmate. Song Mingi 🥰🥰🥰 ilysm. Thank you for entering my life as my ult. You have changed me for the better 🩷🤍🖤

Lately, Mingi has been having weird nightmares. It ranged from strange ceremonies that involved welcome people into a golden field filled with thin plants to people bowing down before him as they offer things like food, wine

Sacrifices

Sometimes, the so-called sacrificial offerings would be struggling to break free from these followers. Other times, the sacrificial offerings would cut out their own hearts and place it on a scale. Mingi would find himself judging those people and either send them to that strange field or the sand dunes, where people turn into sand statues and remain that way for eternity.

The nightmares progressively got worse as months passed. It was bad enough that Mingi saw people cut out their own hearts and seemingly plead to him for mercy. It got worse from there.

His previous nightmare involved him embalming someone and wrapping them up like a mummy before encasing them in a coffin. He almost hurled at the sight of the different organs that were bloodied and placed in cracked and faded urns. He didn’t know how it escalated into that since his nightmare started off as him taking care of a person like he was a nurse. He found himself speaking gently to this person as he took care of their wounds.

It was ironic since the person was actually dead.

He didn’t know how to explain all of this to a therapist he was seeing. He never sought out a therapist before, but due to the increasing number of nightmares he had, he was left with no choice but to talk with a professional about it. What made things worse was that he felt guilty for seeing someone to talk about this with rather than his significant other.

He didn’t want to burden his beloved after seeing you struggle with trying to reign in Sekhmet.

He knew how much you despised being the avatar for Khonshu, the Egyptian god of justice and the moon. He wanted to make sure that you live a carefree life without having to worry about the old bird popping up out of nowhere.

Which is why he kept this to himself.

He knew it was wrong to keep secrets, especially since he might get his ass beat by your twin brother. Marc was someone he didn’t want to mess with, especially with his dangerous alter.

Jake Lockley

In the few times Mingi encountered Jake, he was almost scared away by him. Due to his love for you and his support from both Steven and Marc, he was able to persevere through Jake’s ‘protective’ antics and get him on the young man’s side.

It also took some convincing from you as well since Mingi would often see (and try not to snicker at) you hit Jake with a slipper.

My love <3: Hey! Marc is currently over rn and he demands coffee.

Mingi was currently wrapping up his latest session with his therapist. As he shook his therapist’s hand, he couldn’t help but feel like someone was watching him from afar. Deciding to brush it off for now, he let go and bid his therapist goodbye before leaving to go home. After a harrowing day at work, he just wanted to snuggle up against you and listen to you ramble about normal life. Speaking of which, you messaged him about something.

Mingles: lol are you sure it’s Marc and not Steven or Jake?

My love: Steven only drinks tea while Jake prefers ‘the blood of his enemies’ or whatever tf he meant

Mingles: so basically… a cup of milk coffee

My love <3: lol pretty much :P

Mingles: LMAO XD

Mingles: ok bet. I’ll stop by the cafe near our flat and I can get Marc his coffee. Do you want anything?

My love <3: Just your love and affection

My love <3: and maybe an apple fritter. I’m obsessed with those lately. Blame Layla lol

Mingles: Now see if I do that, Marc might beat my ass lol

My love <3: I’ll protect you. I have the power of the slipper! XD

Mingles: You’re so fucking cute. Ok I’ll get those rn. Ily

My love <3: ilyt

Mingi looked up and flinched when he saw the barista looking lifeless. She had white blurred eyes, sunken cheekbones, a jaw that was hanging on for dear life, and a body that was basically a skeleton if you didn’t see the paper-thin skin attached to the bones. He blinked and rubbed his eyes before looking at the barista once again. He was relieved when he saw a healthy-looking woman in lieu of the dead version of herself patiently waiting for him to pay.

Mingi sighed dreamily as he put away his phone and walked to the cafe. There was no line and there weren’t a lot of people inside, so he was able to get the items quickly. As he took out his wallet, he casually asked how much he owed. He was not prepared for the answer given to him.

“I will offer you my soul.”

“Sorry. I must’ve been distracted. Been thinking about home and work and stuff.” Mingi sheepishly explained, to which the woman waved him off politely.

“No worries. It’s totally fine. Anyways, $10 is your total.”

Mingi nodded and pulled out a $20 bill. “You can keep the change. Have a good day.” He said quickly and politely before he gathered his things and walked out of the cafe. With your apple fritter and Marc’s coffee in tow, he walked briskly back to his flat, barely missing the way that some citizens looked with the same lifeless look in their eyes. As he patiently waited for the crosswalk sign to change, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and almost dropped the items in his hand when he saw a dead man looking at him. His head was bent at an unnatural angle, and he spoke in a hollow voice.

“You left us. You left your true home to be amongst the humans. You are a selfish god. You want to be human so bad? Then you will die like a human!”

Mingi jumped out of the way as the dead man launched himself at the taller man, only to crumble into pieces when he crashed to the floor. Panic consumed Mingi and he ran for his life when the crosswalk sign changed. He dared to look back.

He wished he hadn’t.

A wave of mummified humans came barreling at him with lightning speed, all speaking in an ancient tongue that he somehow understood. The panic turned into fear when he felt someone’s bony fingers brush up against his ankle in an attempt to trip him and drag him away. Temporary relief washed over him when he saw a familiar building a few feet away from him. Picking up speed, he sprinted towards the entrance of the building’s lobby and inserted himself into the closest vacant elevator. He pressed the ‘close doors’ button rapidly as his peripheral vision caught onto the mummies scrambling over one another to get into the elevator. He breathed out a heavy sigh of relief as the doors closed in time and it started going up to his floor. Mingi slid down the wall and exhaled loudly as he patiently yet anxiously waited until it stopped.

“Mingi.”

An eerie whisper of his name sounded in the air and Mingi flinched at the sound. He slowly got up and looked around to see who called him. As far as he knew, he was the only one in the elevator.

“Mingi.”

The whisper grew louder and Mingi was able to detect a voice. It sounded soft and gentle, yet he knew better than to trust that easily. The lights in the elevator flickered and he looked around anxiously. It didn’t help that there were mirrors surrounding him as well.

“Over here.”

Mingi looked to his left and his face paled. He was somehow expecting a dead version of himself to be looking at him through his reflection.

He was not expecting an entirely different man to look back at him.

As Mingi walked closer to the mirror, he set his things down and looked at his reflection. Whenever he raised his hand, the man would as well. Whenever he bent his head, the man would as well. It went on for a while until Mingi looked up and almost let out a scream.

The man’s head had an outline of a jackal surrounding him.

“Who the fuck are you?!” Mingi screamed.

The man chuckled quietly as he stepped out of the mirror and stood before him. He was dressed similarly to Mingi, but it looked like he went through hell and back. His white dress shirt was torn at the bottom so his abs and slim waist were on display. His black dress pants had chains dangling from the belt loops, his black dress shoes were caked in sand and blood, and his crooked fingers were covered by black fingerless gloves that reached to his elbows, leaving his forearms to be covered as well. His black tie hung loose around his neck and his silver hair was more of a dark and ashen gray. His hair covered his eyes slightly, yet Mingi was able to see through them. The man reached out and grabbed his hand, holding it tightly as he stared him down.

“I am you.”

---------------------------------------------------

“Mingi, wake the fuck up!”

Mingi heard your worried voice loud and clear, and he sat up straight on the couch, looking around rapidly before settling his eyes on you. Standing beside you were Layla and Marc. Layla looked worried as well while Marc was stoic and had his arms crossed.

But he too was worried.

“W-What happened?” Mingi asked hoarsely. His voice was lost due to the scream he let out earlier after that encounter with that strange man.

“We got a call from the landlord saying that you passed out as you tried to exit the elevator once you reached our floor. I practically sprinted out of our flat as soon as she said that. Mingi, something is going on with you! You’ve been looking paler every day and you’re always so fidgety. Not to mention that you also wake up in a cold sweat and breathe heavily. Even in the darkness of our room, I can see you clutch your chest. Please… talk to me. Talk to us!”

Mingi couldn’t take it anymore. He broke down crying in your arms and told you everything. From the nightmares to the therapy sessions, he vented on and on. While you were consoling him, Marc and Layla shared a knowing look. Yet they stayed quiet as they observed you cradle his face in your hands and kiss his forehead gently.

“It’s ok, Mingi. It’ll be ok. We will do our best to help.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to be involved with the gods again. If that even is the case.”

“You’ve helped me cope with adapting to our new lifestyle. And for that, I thank you every day for coming into my life. Let me repay you for all you’ve done.”

Mingi nodded shyly and you smiled before looking up at Layla and Marc.

A few hours later, you and Layla were discussing amongst yourselves the predicament that Mingi was in while he was in your room with Steven, who fronted after hearing about the nightmares.

“So you’ve had nightmares that involved dead people, mummification, and the Field of Reeds. Am I correct, lad?”

“Yeah pretty much. And as I said to Y/N, it felt like my nightmares were coming to life. I saw a barista looking lifeless and say that they’ll offer me their soul while another random man called me a selfish god and tried to attack me. Lastly, a huge group of mummified people came running at me.”

“Right… but then what about the encounter you had with that man? He wasn’t dead right?”

“No. He looked more human. He wore a tattered version of the clothes I’m wearing right now yet I know for a fact that he was an entirely different person than me.”

“Here. Let me sketch him as you describe him.”

Mingi then proceeded to describe what the man in the mirror looked like to the best of his ability. He probably messed up on a few details since he was gripped with fear as he saw him. Steven finally finished up his sketch and a worried look was on his face as he looked at it some more before he turned the sketch pad around.

“Is this who you saw?”

Mingi’s face paled once more as he saw the sketch.

“Yeah… that’s him.”

“Oh bollocks. Lad, I think you might have encountered the Egyptian god of the dead himself.”

“Osiris?”

“No… Anubis.”

---------------------------------------------------

Mingi found himself on a plane to Cairo. He was nervous as hell and couldn’t stop bouncing his leg. You placed a hand on his knee and looked at him with reassurance. “It’ll be ok, Mingi. We’ll see what he wants, and he’ll leave you alone after that. He’ll listen to me.”

Mingi nodded rapidly as he listened to your confident words. When they landed, they quickly got off the plane, grabbed their bags, and booked it to the hotel they were staying at. Once they were checked in and settled down, they immediately headed towards the pyramids.

You and Marc were once again back inside the temple of the Ennead. They hadn’t been back here since they trapped Ammit inside Arthur Harrow’s body. As much as you wanted to escape so badly, you knew that if you didn't do this, Mingi’s nightmares would never end.

“So I just… lay here?” Mingi asked as he pointed to a stone table. You nodded and helped him lay down. Due to his height and big body chock full of muscle, it was a struggle at first. Finally, he was able to lay down properly. His long legs dangled off the table and he cringed when he felt a strange liquid be painted on his forehead.

“This is just us preparing you for the ceremony. We need to put the symbol of Anubis on you so we can properly communicate with him. Don’t sweat it.” Marc explained and Mingi nodded. Once the preparations were complete, the chants started.

The more the three of them recited the incantations, the more Mingi felt physically uncomfortable. He was sweating a lot, he clutched his stomach, and he let out painful screams. The screams soon turned into growls and his back achingly arched off the table as black and gold mist escaped his mouth. The mist soon took shape into an all too familiar figure. The figure was hunched over and stood up slowly as the mist dissipated. His eyes glowed brightly before settling back to brown.

Mingi scrambled off the table as he stood behind Y/N while the man, clad in a black tank top and blue jeans, brushed off his shoulders and looked around. His wavy black hair dangled in front of his eyes.

“Ah. It seems I’m back in this dreadful place.”

His voice, albeit soft, held power. He settled his eyes on Marc and Layla before smiling gently at them. “It’s so good to see you two. How has life been for you guys?”

“It’s been… alright.”

The man nodded before turning to you. His eyes were filled with love and sadness as he walked towards you. He reached out and gently held your face in his hand. Mingi wanted to step in and tell him to fuck off, but for some reason, he knew this needed to happen so he just stood there and watched.

“My love… I miss you.”

“I miss you too, Seonghwa.”

‘So that’s Anubis’s human name.’ Mingi thought to himself as he observed the exchange between you and Seonghwa.

“I hope Mingi is making you happy. Otherwise, my departure from the Duat would have been in vain.”

“Wait… you left? Why?”

A quiet sigh escaped Seonghwa’s plush lips as he explained everything to you, Marc, Layla, and Mingi.

“I am a selfish god. I couldn’t bear to be without you. So I left behind everything I once was and entered the mortal realm in a new body. Hence, how Mingi came about.”

It all made sense now.

Mingi wasn’t having nightmares.

He was experiencing his past life.

“Mingi, I am so sorry that you had to go through those visions. I never meant to make you and Y/N suffer. I didn’t realize the consequences of leaving the Duat until they came to fruition. Please forgive me.”

Mingi couldn’t help but feel bad for the past version of himself. All Seonghwa ever wanted was to be with you, no matter the conditions. Mingi gave a small grin to the ancient god and patted his shoulder.

“It’s ok. I understand. I honestly would’ve done the same thing if I was in your position.”

Seonghwa smiled gratefully and brought the mortal into a hug. Your heart soared at the sight of your past lover and current lover embracing each other like family. As Seonghwa let Mingi go, they connected their foreheads together. Seonghwa placed a delicate hand over Mingi’s broad chest so he could feel the man’s heart under his palm.

“I will try my best to make sure you guys will not suffer anymore. In return, I simply ask that you keep loving Y/N in the same way that you always have since the first day you two have met.”

“You can count on me, Anubis.”

Seonghwa nodded gratefully and turned to you before pulling into one last hug.

“Until we meet again, my love…”

Seonghwa let go of you and waved goodbye to Marc and Layla before he disappeared in the same black and gold mist. His ghostly silhouette floated around the temple before coming down upon Mingi, who groaned painfully as both of their presences combined. A light shone brightly around the young man momentarily before it dimmed. The three of you uncovered your eyes. Layla gasped, Marc had a half smile on his face, and you were practically drooling at Mingi’s new look.

Instead of long silver hair, he had black hair swept back to reveal an undercut and his eyebrows were no longer bleached. He wore a black tank top, light blue jeans, and black combat boots. He had sunglasses perched on the tip of his nose and one of his arms revealed a tattoo of Seonghwa’s symbol.

It was a significant mark of Mingi’s past life as Anubis.

He smirked as he saw you shamelessly checking him out. He walked over to you and lifted you up in his arms before carrying you bridal style.

“Come on, babe. The night’s still young. The four of us should go on a double date.”

You simply giggled like a schoolgirl as you admired the confidence Mingi had. You two walked out of the temple while Layla quietly laughed to herself and Marc sighed heavily.

“Oy vey.” Jake said to himself in Marc’s head.

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hi zep!! i hope your day is going well 😊 i wanted to ask and see if you could give some tips for writing Dean (more specifically in the Midnight Expresso verse), i love that series and i need serious tips on how to capture Dean 🙏

Hey there lovely Becca!! I'm doing great. I hope you are too! 🥰

Aww, thank you so very much for reading the Midnight Espresso verse!! That series is very personal and special to me. (I actually have yet another story rattling around in my head for it.)

However, my approach to writing Dean Winchester remains the same across the board, whether it's the Espresso-verse or regular canon. It's just a matter of how he'll react in certain situations based on his personality. I try to keep a few points in mind:

Dean is gruff, but he's still playful.

He can be cocky and teasing, especially when he has a partner he can be comfortably himself with (my own headcanon). I think he'd often be teasing, in that insufferable, endearing way of his. 😏

But if he's grumpy and serious, which he can also be at times, then I've had a lot of fun with making the reader tease him out of it, being warm and playful until he cracks. 😂

I did this recently in "A Little Danger." (Beware minors, there be smut.)

Dean is naturally a giver.

I think we can all agree on this. And in particular for the Espresso-verse, that reader is a giver as well. I wanted to match Dean with someone who dotes on him, takes care of him the same way he takes care of others, like Sam.

Dean's not used to being the one who's taken care of, which can either cause some friction, or take him by surprise in a good way, followed by intense gratefulness.

He's got a gruff exterior (another aspect of his personality I love), but he has a soft interior when it comes to the ones he loves. 💓

He wants to make sure "they're okay." Whether that means making them a home-cooked meal when they have the time for it in the bunker, or being a generous lover.

Dean is a protector.

He can be physically protective, even when he knows you can protect yourself. Not in a misogynistic way. That's just who he is. He protects Sam the same way, even though he's a complete and utter badass, just like Dean.

But something I touch on in the Espresso-verse is my own headcanon -- that Dean is also emotionally protective of his partner.

He cares about how she sees herself when her ex brings up trauma from her past. (The story is called Show Me.) Dean cares about how comfortable she is with him, and if she's falling into bad mental habits of the past. 💞

Just as she's one to be his emotional safety net, he provides the same comfort, safety, and security for her.

Dean doesn't see himself as worthy.

This is also a common trait of Dean's that many of us explore as writers. In general, he can be self-deprecating and less than positive about his own self-worth.

In fairness, he's done some messed up shit that's taken him to as close to "monstrous" as you can get, but he's always been able to bring himself back to as much of what makes him human as he can (with Sam's help).

In the Espresso-verse, she's helped him curb this idea -- that "he's not good for her." That she's crazy to stay with him, especially with all the shit he and Sam get dragged into. He's scared of one day being the reason she gets hurt.

And yet, this is part of what makes Dean a good man.

Thank you for your question! If you want any additional headcanons/tidbits on Dean, just let me know. I love these kinds of questions. 💕

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 3 years ago

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🐺 Being MSBY's Manager 🐺

MSBY Being Protective of Miss Manager

MSBY x Female Manager

Warnings: Swearing, Protective men

AN: This is part 2 of an anon request!

🌠 Please Like, Reblog and/or Share to help support my writing 🌠

I'm not sure how you manage YN

Literally this is essentially high paid babysitting

MSBY might be professionals but they are anything but professional

All of these boys are petty

First off, you are absolutely gorgeous 😍

Literally breathtaking 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

You walk into a room and all eyes go to you

But you are also an amazing manager!

Beyond capable and perfect for the job

You know how to encourage Bokuto

How to keep Hinata from hurting himself

How to keep Atsumu's ego in check

How to talk to Sakusa 🤣

Literally you are the teams go to lady!

Meian is so thankful you exist

Literally he is so exhausted 😩

Imagine dealing with Hinata, Bokuto AND Atsumu in one day 😅

My brains hurting just thinking about it

But never fear, we have YN 🙌🏻

Barnes and Tomas tease you relentlessly for your height

Even if you were their height, they'd still tease you

Barnes says your pocket sized 🥺

Besties with Libero Inunaki

Seriously I get the best vibes from all the Liberos

You two send memes and have all the inside jokes

The guys absolutely adore you YN

However 👀 there is one teeny tiny issue

They may, during certain situations be extremely... well protective 😬

Even Sakusa

You are THEIR Manager YN

So when the Schweiden Adlers come for a game 👀

Welp let's just say, things get... interesting

First off, team captain for the Adlers, Hirugami, immediately tries to recruit you to the Adlers

It does not go well...

Meian is there in .03 seconds 😅

"YN is he bothering you?"- Meian 😑

"Umm no..."- you 👀

Hirugami 👉🏻😏

After leaving that horribly awkward scenario, you wander over to the bench where you notice a certain someone has dropped his towel

You 👉🏻 "hey you dropped this Hoshiumi" 😊

Hoshiumi 👉🏻 "thanks YN! You are so sweet"

Hinata and Bokuto 👉🏻😳🤨 🏃‍♂️ 🏃‍♂️

"YN!! Come set for me!!"- Bokuto

"AND ME"👉🏻 Hinata

"Ummm ok... do you want to come Hoshiumi?"

Hoshiumi👉🏻 "I'd lo-"

"Shouldn't you be practicing with your own team and manager"- Bokuto 😤

"Oh wait you don't have a manager! Come on YN"- Hinata

Hinata will literally drag you away ✋️

Ok then 😐

After you manage to get the two idiots under control, you go to take your jacket off

No way it doesn't get hot in the gym with all the sweaty men

Que all the ogling at YN removing her jacket 🙄

Barnes is literally going to block anyone from seeing you in your t-shirt

Like you were just stripping in the middle of practice or something 🤦‍♀️

On your way back from filling up the water bottles, you accidently run into the back of the stoic tree known as Ushiwaka

He literally grabs you around the waist and stops you from falling over

🥵🥵🥵

"Be careful there YN!"

"Oh Ushijima, I'm so sorry"- you ☺️

Before you can even process that Ushiwaka is touching you, Sakusa is behind you

Just looming

Literally his eyes are like 😐😑

"You can let YN go Ushijima"- Sakusa

"I'm just making sure she's steady"- Ushijima

"She's fine"- Sakusa 😑

🌳 🐜 🌳

That's how you look right now, a freaking ant in a forest of trees

"Thanks Ushijima!"- you

Ushijima reluctantly let's you go 😅

Sakusa just glares as you walk away 🙃

Ok this is fun

These boys are all silently fighing over you and you have no clue 🤪

Must be rough YN

However the final tip of the scale occurs when Kageyama seeks you out and asks you to toss for him 😃

That act alone is so triggering for Atsumu

You are only allowed to toss for HIM

"I can toss for you Kageyama"- You 🥰

"Ok just stand over here"- Kageyama, grabbing your hips and situating you

Suddenly you are literally thrown over Atsumu's shoulders and hauled away

"Nope! No freaking way!"- Atsumu

"What the heck Atsumu? I was helping Kageyama!"- You, literally a sack of flour

Atsumu will caveman haul you to his side or the net and put you down before boring holes in Kageyama's head

Kageyama has no clue what just happened

He just wanted your help

You glare at Atsumu 😑

"I can toss for both of you!"- you, being extremely logical

🌠 No 🌠 - Atsumu

He puts you down ans then situates you where he wants you

He does it in a very dramatic way, touching you whenever possible just to make a point 🙄

He's essentially staking his claim

There is literally no reason for their behavior

There is more than enough YN to go around

That sounded so dirty 😅

Just give in YN, there is no reasoning with crazy 😜

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