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[hanatiny]

Little Blue Bird (That Lost Its Voice)

a/n: in celebration of blue Joong being back, have this 💙 as always, let me know if I've missed any typos/etc. while editing!

pairing: bluebird!Hongjoong x gn!artist!reader

genre: fluff, a bit of angst

word count: 2855

warnings: hybrid AU, vague mentions of injuries, mentions of food, reader uses "little songbird" to refer to Hongjoong, Joong is a little insecure about being a hybrid, mild cursing, ending can be read both platonically and romantically

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With the weather finally warming up a bit, you were absolutely delighted to be able to keep your windows open again while you painted. The sounds of birds seeming to converse with each other and the wind rustling the newly grown tree leaves just did something for your creativity, and if the idea part of your brain was fueled so was your concentration.

You had just decided to let your newest painting rest for a little while so it'd dry before putting the finishing touches on it, just so you wouldn't smudge anything on accident, and cleaned off the utensils you knew you wouldn't need anymore.

Still "in the zone," you jumped a little when you heard the sound of something small colliding with something. You thought you were imagining it for a split second but, when you turned to the source of the noise, were shocked to find a small blue bird chirping defeatedly as it lied on your windowsill.

It appeared to look up at you, pleading for your aid while you scrambled for something to carry it with.

"Hang on little friend, I'll help you!"

You settled for a small, old washcloth with paint stains dried into it since it was the first thing you found. Though it seemed it was sufficient for the bird as it hopped onto it when presented with it, and you carefully placed it on your coffee table.

The bird looked around at its new environment for a moment before it turned to you again, and upon seeing your questioning expression, slowly stretched out one of its wings - now you were able to see clearly that a few feathers were missing, and that it was obviously in pain since the wing wasn't fully extended either.

You were smart enough to deduce that this birdie was attacked by something larger than itself, but you weren't quite sure how to care for an injured bird - never before was it something you needed to know, so you just figured you'd rely on the birdie for some form of feedback for now.

You signaled for your new little friend to wait while you disappeared into your kitchen, skimming your shelves for something you could feed it with before finding a small bowl of berries in the fridge. You assumed they'd suffice, and looked for the flattest bowl you had to fill it with water for the bird to drink.

With both of these in hand, you returned to the birdie and placed the bowls in front of it, "I wasn't sure what you'd like, so I just brought these..." You trailed off, pleased to see the bird bend over the water bowl to drink a bit before turning to the berries and sniffing them before starting to nibble at them a bit.

With the small blue creature occupied for a moment, you pulled out your phone to look up how to care for an injured bird.

You found various pieces of advice; most of it was obvious things like being slow and careful when interacting because it could get scared otherwise, and since the little birdie seemed quite accustomed to humans and in fact even "asked" one for help, putting it in a cardboard box didn't sound like something that'd be necessary.

You decided to simply figure it out on your own - every animal was different after all, and they always found a way to communicate their woes.

When you looked up again, the bird did in fact seem plenty content - it had tugged the edges of the washcloth into a small makeshift nest and settled to seemingly sleep a little. You got up from the couch as quietly as possible so as to not disturb it since it clearly needed the rest, and returned to your painting to finally finish it off - relieved to see that, by manner of some miracle, your paint hadn't dried yet.

You put your easel to the side to let the finished product sit for a while, cleaning the rest of your painting tools before returning to your bird friend.

"I feel like I should give you a name..." You muttered under your breath, watching the birdie preen in its colorful nest.

"What about, maybe... Hongjoong? Since you've very quickly become the center of my attention~"

A happy little chirp followed your suggestion, so now your avian pal had a name for you to call him by if you needed to.

Over the next few days, you had carefully relocated Hongjoong and his bird-sized "apartment" to the windowsill in your room so you were better able to keep an eye on him while you worked and sketched away on whatever sparked your inspiration - always making sure to keep his water and berries fresh, which the bird seemed to be especially appreciative of. You had heard that fresh berries were somewhat hard to come by in the wild as of late, so that probably had much to do with it.

You also read somewhere that lightly wrapping a bandage around a (pet) bird's wing could help it heal faster since it wouldn't be exposed to the elements as much, and you weren't entirely sure how effective it'd really be, but you still did exactly that.

Hilariously, Hongjoong seemed absolutely fascinated by the fabric - constantly stroking over it with his other wing as if to commit it to his memory. He also looked to have some sort of imaginary one-sided rivalry going on with the small jar of decorative blue rocks you kept on the sill, puffing up his chest feathers out a bit whenever they caught his eye.

These little habits, combined also with the quiet chirps and little dance he did whenever you gave him either new food or attention in general, endeared you greatly to your pint-sized roommate. It was then you understood why people enjoyed bird watching so much - it was the little things they did that set them apart and gave them the personalities they were often said to have.

You fully admitted that you were far from the most knowledgeable about birds, but it felt logical to conclude that whatever kind Hongjoong was must've been a particularly lively one.

You even played with him sometimes, as much as you could with an animal barely above the size of your palm anyway, humming made-up songs for him to pick up on and try to sing too. It didn't always work out perfectly but you could tell that he understood what you wanted him to do.

And if he just so happened to let out a particularly cheerful tweet whenever you called him "your little songbird," that'd stay between the two of you.

You were surprised to wake up one morning, another couple of days of caring for your birdie friend later, to find him struggling to tug off the bandage around his wing with his beak and letting out frustrated little noises. Gently motioning for him to let you help, you remained careful even in your still-sleepy state while you freed his limb from the offending cloth.

To both your and Hongjoong's apparent delight, he was now able to fully extend his wing again - it'd still take a bit of time until he would regain his ability to fly though, with his missing feathers not fully grown back yet.

"I'm so happy for you, Hongjoong! You'll be back out there in the nature where you belong in no time." Maybe you were imagining it, you were still quite groggy after all, but it looked to you like the birdie was almost... sad at the idea of leaving.

And he was. He had no real way of communicating it to you, at least for now, but he had grown quite accustomed to everyday life with you and felt reluctant to let go of this sense of normalcy he had never really gotten to experience before. In order to not unsettle you, he puffed himself up to look bigger and let out a happy cheep - he couldn't deny that he was, indeed, glad to be getting better; it felt quite restraining as a bird to not be able to do what you were quite literally known for doing, after all.

You had gotten so used to having Hongjoong around by now that time quite literally flew by while you cared for him as best you could as his flying feathers regrew.

When it finally looked like he would be fine on his own once again, after carefully helping him relearn how to fly after such a long time of not doing it, it was raining. You had caught the blue birdie staring out of the window wistfully, pecking the glass lightly with his beak.

"What's wrong, little songbird?" Your tone was gentle, inviting Hongjoong to simply ignore you if he wished to.

But he didn't. Instead, he turned his body to look at you and tilted his head a little, almost as if he didn't understand the question. Then, he blinked at you and bent to tug at the cloth beneath his feet with his beak - it took you a moment to realize what he was trying to do before you carefully ripped off a tiny piece of the fabric and tied it around one of his legs carefully.

Hongjoong chirped softly in response to the gesture, satisfied, and you smiled at him. Now you had a way of identifying him if you ever saw him again after he left.

If.

The next day came way too soon and felt way too real. Even though he could fly now, you insisted on carrying Hongjoong back to the window where you initially found him and set him down after opening the window as wide as you could.

He turned to look at you, motioning his head for you to lower yourself to his height. You giggled when he gently poked your cheek with his beak, similar to if he were giving you a kiss. You stood at your full height again, bowing your head at him as he did the same before his little feet tapped against the cold stone of the windowsill and brought him closer to its edge.

Hongjoong looked back at you one more time before flapping his wings and flying away - you watched him for a bit until he disappeared into the trees a little farther away.

You sat on the windowsill for an unidentifiable amount of time, holding out a sliver of hope that just maybe your little songbird would change his mind and come back to you.

But he didn't return.

Seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours, hours turned into days, and days eventually turned into weeks. Weeks without Hongjoong. Weeks in a creative rut thanks to his absence. Your inspiration was just... gone.

You felt like ripping your hair out the same way your heart felt like it had been, but you knew that wouldn't help you either

One evening, you found yourself sitting at your bedroom window once more. You held your jar of rocks up into the air, having added some coloured plastic stars into it, watching intrigued how the light of the setting sun reflected off of them.

Then, you suddenly heard it. Birds chirping. You had conditioned yourself to be extra attentive to such sounds, even if you knew that still clinging to such an incredibly slim chance of being reunited was most likely a foolish, futile endeavor.

You refused to trust your own eyes when you spotted a certain blue bird with a colorful little bow tied around its leg.

Said bird paused midflight, chirping something to its friends who then promptly beelined for the nearest tree while the birdie itself dove down to land right in front of you.

"I can't believe it... Is it really you, Hongjoongie? My little songbird? I wasn't sure if I'd ever see you again..." You had to put in quite some effort for your voice not to shake, overwhelmed by the emotions flooding your being at being reunited with Hongjoong. He made a face - mildly insulted that you seemed to think he wanted to stay away from you - before hopping closer, nuzzling his head against your hand in answer.

A smile crossed your face in response, motioning to the birds outside in question. Hongjoong turned to face them again and cheeped an instruction of sorts to them as far as you could tell, then climbed onto your arm.

He jumped off to your side once you sat down on your bed, and you couldn't help but be confused to see him take a step away from you. He seemed to brace himself with a deep exhale, then you were forced to cover your eyes when a bright light blinded you for a moment.

When it seemed to have disappeared, you were beyond flustered - where the blue bird previously sat, there was now a young man sheepishly staring back at you. He looked to be in his early twenties if you had to guess, and a handful of feathers poked out of his bright blue hair - and when he lifted a hand to brush it out of his face, you could spot the cloth tied around one of his fingers that was previously around the bird's leg.

You were so stunned and taken aback by whatever the hell just happened that you hadn't noticed the birds frantically chirping outside, only really registering this when the mysterious man leaned forward to glare at them and caused them to quiet down.

It was then that he glanced down, letting out a sound somewhere between a gasp and a squeak when he realized he was fully bare, and tugged the blanket over to cover his lower half.

He finally lifted his head, meeting your eyes as you stared at him in dazed silence.

"Who- or rather 'what', really - are you? Am I dreaming?" Your voice was barely above a whisper as you spoke.

The man looked at you quietly for a moment as he comtemplated his words, "I.. am Hongjoong. You might not believe me, I know this sounds insane but... I'm a hybrid. Of the bird kind specifically, but that was obvious. My friends," he pointed to the group of birds appearing to bicker amongst themselves in the tree opposite your window for clarification, "are the same way."

He took a deep breath before speaking once more, "I understand if this is too much for you, if you want me to disappear from your life as quickly I came into it... I can do that... I just missed you and wanted you to know the truth..."

Hongjoong trailed off into silence, and you blinked at him before throwing your arms around him in a hug, "You're kidding, right?"

"Huh!?"

You parted to look at him with a wam smile, "Thank you for trusting me, truly. I may not know what it's like to be a hybrid like you at all, but I do know I care about you greatly. I'd be a fool to not want to have you with me."

Hongjoong immediately beamed at you in reaction, ecstatic.

"First order of business is to get you some clothes to wear in your human form, since I doubt you want to constantly walk around naked," Hongjoong blushed and gave a small nod of affirmation, allowing you to continue, "and then we can build a BIG birdhouse for you to hang out with your friends in. What do you say?"

A high-pitched happy sound left the blue-haired individual in response, and you laughed fondly as you pulled out your phone.

You showed him various men's clothes from your favorite store's website, and he pointed out all the ones he wanted. You balked a little at the total sum at the end, but couldn't resist Hongjoong's cute pout as you clicked 'order' with a small sigh.

You figured you'd just make sure to sell a few extra paintings to cover these expenses.

Only a few days later, the items had arrived and - to both of your delight, everything fit well even if you only roughly eyeballed the sizes he'd need.

Hongjoong had teased you when you offered to send back a couple of shirts that hugged his chest more tightly, saying that you probably enjoyed the view, and you wordlessly admitted defeat with a huff and let him keep everything.

That same day, you went shopping with him - but not before pulling a beanie over his head just in case - to get everything you would need to make a ginormous birdhouse for him and his friends. You had hesitated for a split second when you heard of how many there were but you made a promise, and so you found yourself working away with him for many hours until you were finally done.

Both he and his friends were overjoyed by what could only be described as a birdmansion.

You, on the other hand, were simply glad that your Hongjoong, your sweet little songbird, wouldn't have to give up on his previous found family just to be with you.

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@nightqueennyx @twancingyunhao

#ateez fluff #ateez fanfic #ateez hongjoong fluff #ateez hongjoong fanfic #hongjoong fluff #hongjoong fanfic #hanatiny writes #[queued]

[twancingyunhao]

Ateez as Dads

Seonghwa

The over-protective and strict dad

Probably would want to be a stay at home dad once he retires from Ateez. Definitely if he wasn't in Ateez.

Literally Mr. Mom

Does all the laundry and chores, leaves you with bedtime and diapers though

Overall a very sweet and tender dad

Hongjoong

Very chill dad

Spends a lot of time at the studio so wants to spend free time with the baby having a relaxed and fun time

Does not want to scold

But will if needed. He'll definitely give "that" look to try and tone it down first though

Loves when you and the bebes visit him at the studio, before both of you beg him to come home.

Just honestly a tired simp

Yunho

His energy transfers to his child

You are now left taking care of two crazies

He doesn't stop moving, he and the baby always dancing

That child would be his pride and joy

You see nothing but love and adoration in his eyes

Gladly tires the baby out before bed, hoping to make your job easier

Honestly, seeing you take care of both of them makes him love you more

Yeosang

I thing Yeo would be the cool dad

Teaching his kids to skateboard, play basketball

Definitely the sport dad

Super supportive about everything they do

Not the most affectionate physically, but would show them endless love through his support

I love dad yeosang

San

Energetic dad pt 2.

His energy knows no bounds.

Prepare to be perpetually tired cleaning up his and your children's shenanigans

He would love to tease you with your kids, but then makes it up for you by taking them out for a day of fun so you can have a self love day

He is honestly just such a good dad and loves his kids so much

Mingi

He is the soft dad

Can't so no to his kids puppy dog eyes

Would honestly give them everything they wanted

Helps you so much with the kids, helping cook lunch and dinner any chance he can, splitting bath time with you.

Honestly just wants to be the best dad he can be

Wooyoung

Energetic dad pt 3

Just wants to watch the world burn

Would purposefully give a young kid caffeine just to see the chaos

Enjoys slumber parties because of the pure energy and happiness that ensues

Just the fun dad

Truly like the most fun dad

Jongho

Fairly strict

Wants to keep the atmosphere calm

Another athletic dad

Tries to help around the house because he knows how tired you get with the kids too

Sweet, but will discipline when needed

Not afraid to say no

Just a solid, good, loving dad who knows how to set boundaries

Taglist: @hanatiny @big-tiddie-squad @mingis--tiddies @kpophoneybunny @atinywrites @yunhofingers-writes

#ateez headcanons #ateez #ateez seonghwa #seonghwa #park seonghwa #ateez hongjoong #hongjoong #kim hongjoong #ateez yunho #yunho #jeong yunho #ateez yeosang #yeosang #kang yeosang #ateez san #san #choi san #ateez mingi #mingi #song mingi #ateez wooyoung #wooyoung #jung wooyoung #ateez jongho #jongho #choi jongho

[cyberhwas]

hi! i’m new to the ateez fandom! do you have any blog recommendations? content creator like giffing, writing, making graphics etc or some really nice and cool stans!

hi anon!! im so sorry i answered so late:(( welcome to the ateez fandom!! and here are some blogs that i adore!!!

@sanshine , @holy-yeosang , @maatz , @kimjoongs , @jaemtens (multi, but makes content for ateez as well), @hwanwooyoung , @lilacwoo , @hongseokkie  , @songmingki , @applejongho , @ceojongho , @park-seonghwa , @bowtiescarves , @jonghours (theory queen) , @yeocult (makes AMAZING moodboards) , @hongism , @k-hongjoong , @kangyeosaang , @seonghwaminho , @seonghw-a , @hwa-luvs , @imtheoneinmyzone , @miniyeo , @sannierio , @choi-sahn , @sanmemoirs , @97choi , @hanatiny , @hwa-star , @hwarizon , @hongjooong , @sanshiine , @dejawoos , @woowommy , @pinkjwy , @choijjongho , @ateezgf , @hwaphobic , @seongshwa , @konjoong , @blue-greens , @songmin-gi , @yeosng , @woosunqs , @wooyoungs , @choisans , @c4thwa , @prodbyteez , @sansbyeol , @pshteez , @wooyugta , @jjaeyuta , @junhee , @seonghhwa , @choijongho , @twancingyunhoe ,  @wommys , @seosongseo , @yoonhong , @woovries , @masterninjacow , @song-mingi  + many, many more lovely and talented angels!!

#asks #anon #all of the ppl mentioned are 1000000 times cooler than me <3

[serialee]

Memories of the Phoenix Flame

◦◦ During a family dinner in celebration of her brother's graduation, things take a turn for the worst. Her family was killed but she managed to escape. Saved by a loving - rather massive family, she thought she would feel loved again but only emptiness remains as her past continues to kill everything of her once again; perhaps this time a lot more cruel than she can handle. Every night she begs for it all to end and return her to where she once was, at the top of the hillsides overlooking the blue lake.

◦◦ series pairing: jongho x fem.oc | yunho x fem.oc || female o.c will be named.

◦◦ series genre: sfw - angst, action, friends to enemies, enemies to lovers, crime au, {to be updated}

◦◦ series warning: being held hostage, bomb - explosion, death, fainting, loss of memory, emotional breakdowns {to be updated}

The First Arc: In Loving Memory

C1, The First Prequel: title

C2, The Second Prequel: title

C3, The Second Prequel, II: title

The Second Arc:

Chapter 4: title

Chapter 5: title

Chapter 6: title

Chapter 7: title

The Third Arc:

Chapter 8: title

Chapter 9: title

The Fourth Arc:

Chapter 10: title

Chapter 11: title (possibly)

The Fifth Arc:

Chapter 12: title

Chapter 13: title (possibly)

Chapter 14: title (possibly)

Taglist: @fallinforwoo @yunkiwii @yunhofingers @deja-vux @da-bins-yu @hohohugs @multidreams-and-desires @yungisstar1117 @hwalysm @vampireyeosang @woowommy @wooyoungsbae @woahhwa @seongsangsgf @strawberryjoongiee @hanatiny @a-soft-hornytiny @twancingyunhoe @hijirikaww @lex-thesimpzzz @hhj-00 {please send an ask to be added}

◦◦ writing this series will take a long time as i don't plan to rush it. every single time a chapter is posted, this master-post will be updated immediately. it possible that there could be more arcs, but as of right now only 5 will remain.

◦◦ if you have any suggestions or ideas, i would love to hear them via my ask box, so please don't be shy to approach me (anon is on). if you like it, do consider reblogging not only this post, but all the upcoming chapters too! thank you for taking an interest and have a good day!

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#ateez fic #ateez x reader #jongho fic #jongho x reader #yunho fic #yunho x reader #ateez angst #jongho angst #yunho angst #ateez series #choi jongho #jung yunho

[vocalyunho]

— 02:37

pairing — Yeosang x reader (f).

genre — smut

word count — 1.2k

warnings & tags — reader is into choking, breath play, degradation, attempts on being quiet, light praise, implied exhibitionism, explicit unprotected sex.

a/n — this is something quick @hanatiny ‘s ask inspired me to write, hope it’s somewhat decent!!

“be. quiet.”

“c-can’t”, she whispered and her head fell further backwards.

The pitiless piercing of his tip against her deepest spot automatically revoked his demand, yet he didn’t know. Her bottom lip got trapped between her teeth and her Adam’s apple bobbed slowly, the view making Yeosang’s pupils dilate in need.

She had just gone to grab a glass of water from the kitchen when Yeosang appeared in front of her on her way out of the room.

“is everything okay?”

“yeah”, she had smiled tiredly, “i just have no sleep”

“how come? you looked tired earlier”

“I am”, she reassured him “but I don’t know...I’m shy”

Yeosang knew the reason very well...he had noticed her nervous posture and even the way she talked with a careful voice from the moment she had stepped a foot inside their dorm earlier. This was the first time she was staying over at his place after the countless times Yeosang had stayed over at hers. He wanted to, finally, be the giver especially after all the wonderful dinners she had prepared for him, the chill movie nights and the amazing sex they would have whenever he was staying at her place.

“no need to be, baby. The boys like you, already”

“that relieves me”, she said thankfully and Yeosang noticed how beautifully the dim yellow lighting from the living room was hitting her face.

“It's your first time over though, so I understand”, he took a step towards her and when y/n thought he’d give her a hug, he grabbed the glass from her hand and gulped down the entirety of the liquid.

“hey!”

“maybe I can help you get rid of that shyness a little”, the pant from the rapid drinking accompanied his words and his silent laugh and y/n’s brows raised because she didn’t believe he meant what she thought he had meant.

But he really did.

...

Now, the counter provided a front row seat to Yeosang’s dick that she’d never even imagined. Her nightgown was pushed up and her panties, even though still on her, didn’t help her butt from feeling the freezing cold marble under her.

Her exposed neck seemed like dessert to his dilated pupils but, as much as he wanted to suck on it, he wanted to see her reaction to something she wouldn’t expect much more. And so, the long digits wrapped around her throat like the prettiest jewelry, quickly.

“ffuck-”

Yeosang caught her off guard. He knew this was her favourite thing but he only ever choked her whenever they had rough sex and, their rough sex usually (read as ‘always’) meant...loud sex. And right now, in the current situation and time, it was...difficult to be loud. He giggled sarcastically and raised his head higher to look down at her.

“gotta stay quiet no matter how much you like it”, he tightened the grip on the sides of her neck and slammed his hips against her pussy “it’s hard, isn’t it?”

y/n muffled a cry by shutting her lips but her grip on the counter proved how hard it, indeed, was. Her knuckles turned white and her legs unwrapped from Yeosang’s waist and fell, fortunately without hitting the cupboards, on each side of his body.

“baby, pplease”

She pleaded for him to take his hand away from her throat, otherwise she wouldn’t be able to stay quiet much longer and they both knew it.

“shut up”, Yeosang whispered back and pecked her lips.

He forced his dick faster inside her and, if y/n could think properly, she’d be surprised at how her body reacted to this. The gushing wetness hadn’t stopped for a second, you could even see some of it dripping in long stripes from where their bodies collided… it was unreal how wet she had gotten, especially after taking into consideration how afraid she was that someone could catch them red handed.

She could feel him deep in her guts, his tip reached places other positions hadn’t before.

“there- ohmygod there”

Yeosang huffed out a quiet laugh and guided his free hand under her knee to keep her stable while the hand on her throat tightened even more, making y/n produce a choked sound. Her eyes lost focus and the room spun.

“t-tighter”

“you can’t get enough of it huh?”

The previous pleadings for him to stop, turned into pleadings for him to give her more.

Her features morphed...her brows furrowed and her lips opened agape all the while her hand found Yeosang’s wrist which she squeezed, indirectly demanding more pressure around her delicate neck.

“what if i leave a mark all over it? what are you gonna say when the guys ask you tomorrow?”, he pulled her head towards his till they could feel each other’s breath on their face, “that i fucked you in the kitchen at 4am and you begged me to choke the shit out of you?”

His voice sounded deeper as he whispered “that you didn’t only want me to play with your pussy but your breath too?”

A sob fanned Yeosang’s face and that’s when he gave her what she had asked for. He restricted her breathing even more, pressing on the front too now, and felt her letting herself completely on his will.

“that’s my little girl...getting helpless just by a hand around her throat”, he fucked into her until he started twitching due to the spasms of her walls.

“g-gonna-” she had no idea how she managed to form words “-come”

“gonna come because of my dick or my hand?”

“mphh”

“words” he spoke through greeted teeth and untightened the grip slightly. It could never go unnoticed by her.

“both…both”

He smirked and kept her against his face, thrusting fast till the convulses around him got so sweet yet unbearable that he let himself come undone quickly and with low grunts, but he didn’t stop.

All it got was one more hard squeeze around her throat and a few violent thrusts and she got a mess, a fucked out mess that came and let her cum get mixed with his.

She let out moans so sweet and quiet that Yeosang thought they were the most beautiful sounds he’s ever heard but the next second, once he removed his hand from her, she hid her face on his chest and started coughing uncontrollably at the sudden proper oxygen inhale.

“shh”, he caressed her hair and withdrew, leaving her empty, before filling a glass with water and bringing it back to her.

The small sip she got was enough to feel her insides enlivened but that didn’t mean her body was on its right state.

“let’s get you cleaned up before anyone wakes up and finds us here”, Yeosang pecked her cheek and carried her to the bathroom.

#yeosang smut #ateez smut #yeosang x reader #kpop smut #kpop scenarios

[ichorai]

i just wanna say thank you to every single one of you !! the mutuals i talk to, the ppl i see on my dashboard, the ppl who like my fics / posts, and the 3.7k that follow me omg :(( i love yall sm i rlly dont deserve you guys

2021 may not be the blessing that all of us want, but we can try to survive through it together !! pls pls pls stay safe and healthy and my messages + inbox are always open for anybody who wants to talk or just needs a friend ♡

tumblr crushes.  everybody listed below are all the blogs i’ve had massive crushes on (dkjdf im rlly exposing myself huh) bolded are the crushes that follow me back aka my moots !! whether we talk every day or not at all, i love all of u sm :3

# - e ; 

@127-mile​, @1oserjk​, @3riberri​, @4-sun, @429hj, @99yh, @9uk, @aasthrielle, @agustdiv1ne, @angeliicmin, @angelinanamoo, @annawritesnct, @army-author, @ashisparanoid, @asteriaguk, @atbzkingdom, @ateez-little-star, @ateez-svt, @ateezinmymind, @ateezsunrise, @ateezthings, @atiny-ahgase, @atiny-baby, @atinybitofau, @atinybrew, @atinyfeels, @atinykidult, @atzgiggle, @aurorhwa, @ayyysweetcreature, @baehyukng, @baekhvuns, @baekhyunl, @baekonbaek, @baekwell--tart, @bangtantaegi, @barsformars, @beyond-gethsemane, @binnies, @blueish-sun, @bluelotuss, @bluemiinn, @bluumin, @brathyuck, @burgerkang000, @btsbed, @bubyjong, @butterflyjoong, @by-moonflower, @byeoltoyuki, @c-sanshine, @call-me-bha, @canyounotkaia, @cappujinho, @cchaiart, @ceojongho, @ceruleanskies, @chanbinns, @changsun, @cherryatiny, @cherryhan1386, @cherryjk, @chimtaera, @chittsu, @choi-san, @choijongho, @choisans, @chryzu, @cinanamon, @cinnaminsvga, @closer-stars, @cometoceantrenches, @cosmoguk, @cozyjae, @cozyteez, @crustypeppermintcookie, @crvgio, @cuddlyunho, @curanonemu, @daybreakx, @dazzlingkai, @ddaenysus, @ddalgi-yong, @dear-hao, @dearncityy, @dearyongs, @dejvns, @diaryofateez, @dis-easy, @djxiao, @dreamiehrs, @dreamiesdotcom, @dreamingxuxi, @dreamtaehyung, @dylanxmin, @eggyukhei, @elcie-chxn, @emhpathy, @ephemeralkookie, @essenteez, @eternalbulletproof, @ethaeriyeol

f - j ; @faerieth, @fakeleaves, @fandomsonrequests, @feverishdreamdistrict, @fleurateez, @flirtyhyuck, @flowerboyyoonbin, @flowerkth, @flowerseok, @floweryjh, @flvtteringpetals, @foreveryouaremystar, @fortunexkookie, @fqiryaurora, @gaylligator, @gowonhatesyou, @grxceblqckthxrn, @gukssunshine, @guktro, @gukwluv, @gukyi, @gyukult, @haine13, @halahala, @halahalaatme, @hanatiny, @hanavbara, @haotheheckk, @heartyyjeno, @heavenlyhongjoong, @heeseungluvs, @heterotragedies, @hobidreams, @honeybeedaydreams, @honeytae, @hongcultz, @hongism, @hopejanaee, @hoseoksyn, @hoshees, @hquackity, @httpknjoon, @hunjins, @hwaberrykiwi, @hwaddict, @hwanami, @hwaseongsbabie, @hwastreasure, @hyuckles-chuckles, @hyucktapes, @illicit-roses, @imlikechaitea, @imoonstarstuff, @inclebtsmix, @inkigayeo, @interstellix, @jaehyuked, @jaehywn, @jaemericano, @jaeminslatte, @jaeminsorbit, @jamaisjoons, @jamaiswoo, @jamaisvujjk, @jayehope, @jcngkooks, @jcngyeol, @jenojam, @jensungf, @jeogiyall, @jeong-uwu, @jeongyunhoed, @jeonqqin, @jeonsdear, @jeonsweetpea, @jimindelune, @jimineos, @jimlvb, @jinmindeulle, @jinned, @jisungshotfirst, @jjeongukie, @jjoon, @joenns, @johnni, @jonghours, @joonghwas, @jooniescupcakes, @joonsgalore, @joonsinnerchild, @juliaseongjoong, @junghelioseok, @jungkookiebus, @jungkxook, @jungshookz, @junstruly, @justrose-things, @jwyfldr

k - o ; @k-n-e-o, @kayabred, @kim-taehyung, @kimchitae, @kimnjss, @kimtaehyunq, @kingjoong, @kireiwoo, @kitsutaes, @kittae, @knjspjm, @kodabodaa, @kookiesjoonies, @kookiestarlight, @kookmint, @kpophoneybunny, @kqtiny, @kyung-seokie, @kyuscafe, @lafaussejoie, @lavenderkoo, @leebutnot, @leeknowism, @lettersfromaphrodite, @lettersfrompersephonae, @lightgreybg, @lilacwoo, @lostcherryjk, @loveablejeekies, @lovedsweet, @lovely-ateez, @lovelygalaxy333-writes, @lovsoul, @lunarmingi, @luvsjoon, @lvrbun, @lybomb, @m24sail, @mapofbts, @markftmingi, @may-tree, @meiiyue, @melodiamore, @mhirais, @midnightseonghwa, @milkbts, @milkyoonoh, @minflix, @minghaon, @mingi-theestallion, @mingkiii, @mingtopiaa, @minihongjoong, @minsugams, @mintyguk, @minyoongail, @mismatchmark, @mistymark, @mjlkau, @mmmhs, @mmoondance, @monotape, @moonblssm, @moongaera, @moonguk, @moonlightzone, @moonlitmyg, @mountainhearts, @mountainsluna, @ms-starlight, @nakamoto, @namgination, @namkooks, @naryfial, @neo-shitty, @neocitybynight, @neptune-xuxi, @nevio, @nose-bandaid, @nvmguk, @oceanofaurora, @ofcyunho, @oksws, @omot7, @onceatinymoo, @orphicepiphany, @osakkun, @ot7always, @park-seonghwa

p - t ; @peachjaem00, @peaches-writes, @personasintro, @petitemingi, @phattestuwu, @philosopher-of-fandoms, @pinktea99, @pinkyyunho, @pjimns, @pjmsdior, @prdshobi, @punkill, @queereightiesheartthrob, @riajae, @rookiegukie, @rosy-wooyoung, @royaltypark, @saksukei, @san-hwa, @sanhwaflower, @sannieboy, @sanstar, @santastic, @seacottons, @seiiblue, @seokstrivia, @seonghwanotes, @seongwhy, @seongsangies, @seonqwha, @serendipityseulgi, @serendipityunho, @serenityswords-main, @seungyoune, @shangri-woo, @she, @shuhuas, @sichengsbimbo, @sillyseoks, @simphwa, @simpsiren, @sketchguk, @skymoonandstardust, @sleepingrenjun, @sleepyateez, @sleepyjhs, @sleepyyangyang, @smallfrye, @smileysuh, @smoochkooks, @snackhobi, @softjeon, @softyoongina, @solarmingi, @soleilees, @songteez, @spacejaems, @sparklingchan, @starlightjoong, @starryseung, @starsuh, @straypatchkids, @strayssara, @stressed-asian, @stutterfly, @sugarboyuto, @sugarjaee, @sugaxjpg, @sungchans, @sunkissedjk, @superhajimark, @taehyungsjuicybooty, @taeilmeyourw1sh, @taelepathysroom, @taemines, @taerseok, @taeyongleee, @talkbykhalid, @tbhchoi, @tearvantae, @teeniemoarmy, @tenaciousinferno, @tenseoyong, @teote, @thanxxskz​, @the-marionettes-locket​, @the-star-named-dowoon​, @the-wonandonly​, @thespadesinyourhearts​, @thorsdreams​, @timetoresurface​, @tiniesan​, @tinylaelia​, @toffee-hwa​, @treasure-hwa​, @treasurehobi​, @tsukuyomes​, @tvfff​, @twdeadfanfic​

u - z ; @uayv​, @userguk​, @utopianvoices​, @v-hope​, @vante-love​, @vanxbb​, @venusjinnie​, @viastro​, @wabisaba​, @waiyv​, @warmau​, @whimsical-ness​, @wincore​, @wintertae​, @wonglix​, @woojjongs​, @wooyunhwa​, @writearctic​, @wuuyoung​, @xherxx​, @xiaocity​, @xjoonchildx​, @xsandjenos​, @xuxi-rolls​, @yeochikin​, @yeoldontknow​, @yeoldotcom​, @yeosangscupid​, @yeostars​, @yeosvng​, @yessidzuiichi​, @yooaliceee​, @yoondoze​, @yoongicrumbs​, @yoongs-jeontae​, @yoonia​, @yoonohho​, @yunhoiseyecandy​, @yunhoway​, @yunhowhoitiss​, @yuniixoxo​

follower count + note ; 3.7k ???? why are yall following me omg kdjdkfjd thank you :(( the amount of love i hold for you guys is immeasurable !! a lot of yall tell me that you’re too scared to talk to me but pls do !! i dont bite i swear !! i love making friends here ! and im sorry for not replying to all of your asks :// sometimes i like to keep them private for my eyes but i swear i read every single one !! thank you again and have a great new year !

following count ; 1.3k lmaoo my dashboard is constantly flooded and sometimes it’s really hectic but fr thank you all for filling my tumblr with happiness and positivity with the occasional thirst trap for a kpop idol rip

2020 fics + upcoming in 2021 recapping all of the fics i wrote this year + lil comments / behind the scenes

- read to me ; kim namjoon ; may 23 - an accident ; johnny seo ; may 23 - chocolates ; jung jaehyun ; may 23 - flash drive ; lee donghyuck ; may 23 - rain ; jeon jungkook ; may 25 - flirts (but no kisses) ; park seonghwa ; may 29

i wrote all of the fics above as part of a short drabble game i made to get out of my writers block !! they weren’t my best works, but i got around 70 requests omg and i only wrote out the first six rip :(( i wanted to write more but i just needed a break for my mental health and couldn’t continue on so i’m sorry to those who requested and didn’t get a fic :(

- rivers over stones ; jeon jungkook ; sept. 12 this huge monster of a fic was what got me out of my writers’ block !! tbh i expected the fic to get like.... 20 notes but it ended up getting far past 3.5k omg thank you so much for all the praise for this fic, it took sooo long for this fic to get out too smh, i can’t believe it was still received so well !!! fyi i read every single review / reblog tags bcs i love reading what yall think :D 

- the day bled away ; park seonghwa ; oct. 16 i wrote this after catching up to the good doctor and i was just in the mood for angst and the idea of hwa being a doctor lol

- mr. sad piano man ; min yoongi ; oct. 29 more fluffy soft angst !! i love writing this genre, especially for yoongi and i’m happy this one was received well !!!

- birthday waffles ; min yoongi ; nov. 14 i was just so soft for yoongi and i wanted to write more for him !! so i made this soft / angsty fic that i’m not particularly proud of, but i’m still glad it’s out there bcs it was sitting in my draft doc for sooo long

- cellmates ; one ; two ; three ; jung wooyoung ; oct. 19 - dec. 23 this is my baby :(( my first long original series !! i’m sooooo excited for this fic to progress and i’m so happy you guys like it as well :3 i love making yall suffer lmaoo 

coming soon in 2021... - future parts of cellmates - king!taehyung x mage!reader (21k written / estimated 40k) - fire!seonghwa x ice!reader (5k written / estimated 20k) - lots and lots more !!!

check out m.list + wips for more info.

final note.

thank you all :(( i really don’t have any words to say left so pls just stay safe and have a happy new year !!! my inbox and messages are always open !

#2021 celebration #i tried my best to include everyone so im so sorry if i forgot anybody :( #pls talk to me !! id love to make new friends #whyd it take me so long to make this lol #guys alphabetizing this was a nightmare but worth it :')

[yunhoiseyecandy]

✕ 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞; 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞

✕ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞; 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

✕ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠; 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢 ◆ 𝐟.𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

✕ 𝐰/𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 𝟐.𝟓𝐤 — 𝟑.𝟎𝐤

✕ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬; 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥- 𝐟.𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞, 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠- 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲

✕ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲

[𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭]

𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲!!

@multidreams-and-desires , @latte-fairytaekwoon , @tinkerbellwoo , @hanatiny , @vocalyunho , @cloudyyeonnie , @little-precious-baby , @galaxteez , @sunshinesanflower

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you were never really one to believe in love, just the mere thought of falling so hard for someone making you cringe.

but despite your many efforts to block out all those confusing emotions, there was one person who just might’ve been your hardest catch yet,

song mingi

you remember the first time you walked into the small and cozy coffee shop, the smell of hot chocolate welcoming you as soon as you stepped inside. it was a quiet place that people went to either catch up with a new friend or work on things that they should’ve had done by now.

and more than often, you found yourself in the tucked-in corner next to the tinted windows, fingers grazing over the keyboard of your computer while you sipped on your coffee. which to you, meant nothing more than a late afternoon study session that had you on edge due to your professor’s late assignments that he’d sprung out of nowhere.

you found this little shop to put you at ease, which is exactly why you spent most of your free time here alone, taking in just how good it felt to let go every once and a while. 

of course, you did bring a friend along with you sometimes, but they never seemed to appreciate all the little things you did. 

the different kinds of people that would come and go, the way a chalkboard ran across a whole wall and people had an opportunity to write down how they were feeling that day. and one of the things you found most attractive about it here would have to be the selection of cakes and cookies they had on display at all times.

it made you feel like a kid all over again, and it didn’t help the fact that they let you taste test some of their newest additions. but that might’ve been since you’d visited them so often, which came to no one’s surprise.

but one thing you had never truly came to see, was the pair of eyes that lingered over you whenever the bell on the door would jingle at around four pm. or the small smile that painted their face when you sat down at your usual spot.

mingi had come to know you since you’d moved into the area, only ever making small talk when you ordered your usual coffee with three sugars and only a dash of creamer. it was like you made this job ten times better, but he wasn’t sure if he’d ever tell you that.

and as if you were reading his mind, the sound of a bell ran through the shop as you smiled warmly at him. he tried not to seem too happy about your presence, looking at you from the corner of his eyes to make sure you didn’t catch him checking you out.

his arm nudged san’s, nodding his head over to you so he knew to take your order. “dude, are you kidding me right now?” san said, his voice laced with amusement. “you need to talk to her, not me.”

mingi scoffed, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” but they both knew exactly what was going on, and mingi’s pride would never give in. he didn’t know what was wrong with him, he was usually the one to make the first move when it came to dating.

but there was something about you that made him shy, and he was starting to get confused about all his emotions. you were too pretty to him, and he was scared that if he said one thing to you, you would call him out and not want anything to do with him.

so he decided to do the one thing he knew he’d have a chance with; beg san to find out more information about you. though now that he thinks about it he made it easier for san to find a way to flirt with you, and that made him want to punch his best friend for even suggesting anything.

san looked at him, sighing when he saw mingi was trying to cover up how panicked he was inside. “fine, but I swear to god this is the last time.”

and so it was. mingi still remembers the way san asked you question after question, and he couldn't lie and say he didn't feel bad for bombarding you with them.

but it was worth all the cringey and awkward conversations because that night, about an hour past the whole in the wall shop closed down for the day, mingi sat across san with stars in his eyes as the older one talked to him about every he'd found out about you.

your favorite color, what you're going to college for, your hobbies, and just about everything he could fit in before heading home for the night.

it made a shy smile spread across mingi's face, and it didn't seem to leave. well, that is until he fell asleep.

but as much as he felt like he could talk about you all day, just going off of the things san said, it would make him feel even better if he'd actually be able to talk to you.

and not just from taking your order

"it's not that hard, man." he said to himself, a horrible attempt to use the small amount of courage he'd been saving up. "you've done this before, it'll be just like a walk in the park."

and now that he thinks back on the whole mess of a situation, he laughs at how shot his nerves were that day. considering where you both are today, it's like he'd been worrying over nothing.

as soon as you saw a glimpse of his red hair moving towards your direction, you felt a jolt of happiness in your body while you moved a piece of your hair out of your face.

you heard him cough, and you took that as him making you aware of his presence. "uh, it's y/n— right?" he said, his words coming out rushed even though hed told himself to be calm.

you turned your head to the side, hands playing with a napkin on the table. "yes, I am. can I help you?" you saw him shift uncomfortably onto his other leg, and he shoved his hands in his pockets while his eyes fixed on your lips.

"do you think we could hang out sometime? there's this really good italian place down that street that opened not too long ago.."

little did you know, that restaurant would end up being one of your favorites.

—

mingi's eyes fluttered open, taking in the light that was peeking through the curtains. he'd be freezing if it wasn't for the heavy blanket pulled over both of you, but he only really cared if you were warm enough.

it's been almost a year since you both had started dating, and if you were honest it's felt like much longer than that.

you were at the happiest point you think you'd ever been, and never in your life did you think someone like mingi would love you endlessly. it was a perfect match, and never in did it truly occur that people this perfect actually exist.

he felt your body dip into his touch, your back against his chest as he smiled warmly at you. "are you awake, baby?"

you groaned at him, not wanting to wake up just yet. his fingers traced shapes on your thighs, soon making their way up to your stomach and running over the stretch marks that lay on your skin.

"mm, mingi." your voice was low as you spoke to him, and you couldn't help the soft moan that slipped past your lips when his hand played with the hem of your underwear, teasing you.

you felt him smile against your neck, his lips soon attaching themselves to the skin below your ear and he kissed the area softly. "yes?"

without any more words, you grabbed the hand that was teasing you and pulled it up your body, slowly guiding it up your shirt and making his large hand squeeze your already hard nipple.

he caught on to what you wanted quickly, grinding into your ass while his lips and hand worked on your body slowly.

you'd always loved how his lips felt on you. whether it be on your own, your neck, or any other part you couldn't help but want more when he'd pull away.

and he knew what they did to you, which is why he always made sure to take his time kissing your body before anything else. "mingi, I need more."

a sharp gasp left you when he pushed the covers off of you both, moving to lay between your legs as he caught notice of what you were wearing.

it was one of his striped black and white shirts, only one button holding him back from adoring your body. "I don't remember saying you could use my clothes," he kissed up your stomach, "do you think I could have it back?"

you giggled, doing him a favor and slowly taking off the shirt all while keeping eye contact. he felt his cock grow harder when he saw the wet patch on your panties, and he couldn't help but spread your legs open as he layed down on his stomach.

"lay back," you did, but couldn't help and look down at him while he did what he does best.

his hands slid up and down your inner thighs, stopping once they reached the top of your underwear and pulling them down painfully slow. he'd always loved how sensitive you were, and it always made him so impatient with how wet you got when he's barely even done anything.

maybe it was because of how hard it was starting to get for him to control himself that he let himself go, or it could've been because he's always wanted to taste you, but without any warning his mouth connected with your core and he moaned into you.

"ah, fuck!" you moaned, throwing your head back as your back arched. at this point you didn't even care that your neighbors might hear you, and that thought left as soon as it came when he wrapped his arms around your legs, pushing you even harder onto his tongue.

your mouth was wide open, eyebrows furrowing when he slipped a finger in you as his lips closed around your clit, sucking on it harshly.

"so good, you taste so fucking good." his breath was hot against you, and a silent cry left your mouth when his finger curled up inside you.

you were close, and the more his movements sped up the harder it was getting for you to hold on. "mingi— I'm gonna cum-"

as soon as those words came out you regretted it, and you watched him pull away fast before leaning back on his legs.

but it's was impossible for you to get frustrated, because the view in front of you was more than enough to push you over the edge. his hand moved over the bulge in his shorts, slowly moving up and down as his head fell back.

"god, I can't wait to fuck you." his eyes roamed your body, taking in the way your hair stuck to your forehead. "hold your arms above your head, doll."

trying your hardest to ignore the slick that lined your inner thighs, your arms raised and you gripped the pillow covers while you watched him pull his shorts down.

no matter how many times you've had sex with him, his cock never fails to make your core throb with anticipation. the tip was bright red, and a vein ran from underside the base all the way to the tip. just the thought of tasting him had drool pooling in your mouth.

he took one of your legs and placed it on his shoulder, gripping your calf as he ground down into you. "you're always so good for me, and you never fail to make me weak,"

"my valentine."

he pushed in slowly, watching your every movement to make sure that you weren't in any pain. your eyes screwed shut, taking in the way he filled you up perfectly. it was like you two were made for eachother, a perfect fit.

his hips soon found a rhythm that had you both seeing stars, the only thing being heard throughout your shared apartment being your moans and his grunts along with the sound of skin on skin.

his skin was warm against yours, beads of sweat trickling down his chest and onto his abs the flexed with every thrust he gave you. "mingi, right there!"

he payed attention to the way you squeezed around him, not wanting to cum just yet and trying his hardest to feel you cum first. "you close, sweetheart?"

you nodded your head, unable to form proper words with the way his cock kept hitting your sweet spot. "f-fuck,"

your lower half felt numb except where you both met, and he dropped the leg that was on his shoulder so he could lean down and reach deeper inside you.

it was the way the tip of his cock hit your cervix multiple times that made your legs twitch, your body going numb as you came with a loud moan. it was too much for mingi to handle, and he could feel himself slip over the edge when you screamed his name.

his hips slowed down, pulling out of you and rolling on his back beside you. you were both exhausted, but as much as you wanted to snuggle into his chest and let sleep take over you, you both really needed to get cleaned up.

"I'll go turn the shower on," he said, kissing your lips and sitting up. you couldn't help but laugh at him, it was like he knew what you were thinking.

"thank you, mingi."

he could feel your eyes on him when he stood up and made his way to the bathroom, and some part of him made him feel all shy like he hadn't just ruined you five minutes earlier.

"if you keep staring at me like that, I might have to go back in for round two." he laughed out.

you giggled, pulling the blanket over your body, "happy valentine's day, baby."

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#mingi smut #mingi fluff #mingi angst #ateez smut #ateez fluff #ateez angst #kpop smut #kpop fluff #kpop angst #ateez #kpop #ateez scenarios #ateez fic #ateez mingi #ateez x reader #kpop boy group #kpop fanfic #mingi scenarios #happy valentines day

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

hey bestie! do u have any good fic recs? tunblr is getting boring without new contents from u :(

:(

I'm so sorry I'm an incompetent fool who is taking longer than usual with content. Hopefully some of these help out a little:

Sir Kiss Me by @seacottons (I'm still in love with this)

Cry For Your King by @hanatiny (demon Joong is a beautiful concept)

My Valentine by @yunhoiseyecandy (Miss Mingi with me)

Domestic Bliss by @vocalyunho (Yands, yands, yands)

Bad boy! Yeosang by @cocobeanncteez (if you don't mind angst that is🖤)

Fatherhood San by @yungidreamer (get baby fever while getting wrecked)

Alejandro by @barnesbabee (I love the song inspiration, i love lady gaga in general and this was absolutely perfect)

Burnouts by @atinybrew (the crack content in this makes it so much better, especially Wooyoung's character. My absolute favorite of him even if he's not a main character)

Who Catches The Alpha? by @teeztheflag (senpai writes the best werewolf AU ateez fics hands down)

Hope that helps out a little and once again I'm sorry I haven't posted anything new.

#latte fairy answers #fic recs #anon asks

[hanatiny]

Bird in a Cage

a/n: yes I know I’m a continuous liar about which fics I post first but,,, writer’s brain do be like that

pairing: prince!Hongjoong x gn!reader

genre: fluff

word count: 4653

warnings: royal AU, strangers to lovers, brief mentions of alcohol, reader is mentioned to be wearing a dress but referred to as they/them, one suggestive comment/joke, mentions of feeling trapped (but only metaphorically)

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Hongjoong sighed for the umpteenth time that day; as much as he was grateful to be able to change his hair however he wanted to, he regretted the compromise of letting his family’s servants dress him - he didn’t mind what they picked for him in the slightest, but he absolutely hated having people fussing over him and adjusting things for him when he was perfectly capable of doing so.

He wasn’t a goddamn child anymore.

Which was also why he wasn’t particularly excited when his parents announced a masquerade ball for his birthday celebration without consulting him about his own wishes beforehand, even if they were considerate enough to choose the event he enjoyed the most.

Hongjoong had always liked seeing people’s fancy outfits and the masks they’d pair with them, even if he seldomly got to join the dancing crowd himself, out of a concern for safety - despite disguised guards roaming the ballroom at all times.

“Something on your mind, Your Highness?” His train of thought was promptly halted by the voice of his most trusted butler-turned-advisor, Seonghwa.

“Please, I cannot even recall how many times I’ve told you to simply call me by my name when we’re alone...” The slightly older man hummed amusedly in response, but obliged the request nonetheless, “Fine then, Hongjoong. What is it that has you so occupied?”

“I suppose it’s just...” Hongjoong trailed off momentarily as he thought how to best phrase his words while Seonghwa watched the prince move to gaze longingly out the window, “I do not mean to sound ungrateful by any means, especially since my lessons are now much fewer and farther between than they used to be when I was younger, even if they’ve just been replaced by meetings, but... I would love to have a little more freedom still.”

An affirmative sound vibrated low in Seonghwa’s throat, indicating how attentively he was listening to his liege.

“You remember how we used to sometimes try to sneak out, hm? To play with the children in the village, yet we’d somehow always get caught even before reaching the main gate? Those children... They have families now, children of their own.”

Seonghwa tilted his head in confusion, moving to stand next to Hongjoong with his arms crossed. “I can see that, Hongjoong... But I fail to understand what your conclusion here is meant to be.”

Hongjoong suddenly turned to the older, a determined look in his eyes beneath his two-toned and slightly too long, soft bangs. “I won’t ever be like them, I know this, and I also know you willingly gave up such a life to work in the palace. If we can’t be them... we’ll just have to help them instead.”

“Meaning...?” Seonghwa coaxed, clearly intrigued by the younger’s idea.

“We have more than enough resources to care for everyone in the palace for years to come, if not more, do we not? And instead of collecting taxes as dilligently as we do, we should give back to the people for once!”

Hongjoong’s expression had changed into a proud smile over the course of his rambling, and Seonghwa found it hard to bite back a fond chuckle - the young prince always had a tendency to dream big. “I say that sounds wonderful, though when are you planning to put that into motion?”

“Once I ascend the throne,” came Hongjoong’s reply, a commendable lack of hesitation in his tone, “so I’ll humor my parents tonight. I’ll show them how capable I am, and prove that I’ll be a ruler they could be proud of.”

“You have high ambitions, I see.” Seonghwa spoke up again, a hint of mirth noticeable in his voice, “But I do not mean to discourage you. No matter what you do, I’ll be loyal to you until the very end.”

Hongjoong’s eyes lit up when his friend encouragingly placed his hand on his shoulder and squeezed.

“Thank you, Seonghwa. I suddenly feel way more excitement for the ball now...~”

A smile was the only answer he received as the man in question turned to leave Hongjoong’s chambers, the prince straightening out his vest before heading out as well.

Now freshly invigorated from his exchange with Seonghwa, he sat on his throne next to his parents in a much more regal and elegant position than the one he usually took to at such events.

When questioned, he simpled adjusted his white mask - the color of innocence, he mused, how fitting - to hide his grin as he reasoned it was the very least he could do on his birthday. His parents left it at that.

Hongjoong was perfectly content with watching the crowd of royals mingle and talk amongst each other with drinks and dance like they weren’t here to celebrate him specifically. This was how it always went, Hongjoong knew that even if he hardly knew many of the guests by name, and it was exactly what allowed him to enjoy himself as much as he did in his observant spot.

Over the course of the evening, he had rid himself of his beige vest and folded it neatly over the armrest of his throne. His father, the more laid-back of his parents, shook his head lightly in amusement, while his mother quirked a curious eyebrow at their son before writing the action off as him simply feeling a bit warm and wanting to be more comfortable.

Hongjoong restrained himself from letting out a breath he almost didn’t realize he was holding - he vowed to be on his best behavior tonight, and making his parents suspicious of him even in the slightest was not the way to go for that.

His gaze swept the ballroom once more, suddenly getting caught on someone who looked like they really, truly didn’t want to be at the ball despite being invited - and having the choice to decline, at that.

You.

Hongjoong couldn’t deny being intrigued by the way you leaned against the wall, arms crossed and a glass in hand while your eyes were cast towards your feet. Or at least that was what it looked like to him, the upper half of your face concealed by your silver mask.

In the blink of an eye, one that could only be described as an impulsive moment of weakness, Hongjoong was off his throne and weaving through the crowd to reach you.

His parents attempted to stop him, although they were held back by Hongjoong’s older brother, the guard captain, who wanted to see how this would play out.

It was almost amusing to see how the mass of dancing - and to varying degrees also intoxicated - people seemed to intentionally part to let Hongjoong through, noone caring enough to question his behavior.

You had just put your empty glass down on a passing server’s tray with a polite smile, jumping slightly when an attractive young male appeared in front of you before quickly regaining your posture and bowing out of courtesy.

The man smiled, bowing as well and holding out a hand for you to take while his eyes studied what little he could see of your face.

“I couldn’t help but notice you from across the room,” your face warmed in realization from his words, “Would you care for a dance~?”

It took you a moment for the words to register in your head before you nodded, placing your hand in his. “I would be honored to dance with you... Your Highness~”

Hongjoong’s lips twitched into a wider smile - he had a feeling you’d recognize him, especially so given his rather extravagant taste in hair colors.

Standing up straight again, he gently tugged you along to the center of the ballroom before beginning to effortlessly lead you in a slow waltz.

You did your very best to not let your proximity to him fluster you, attempting to conceal that by keeping up a conversation instead, “So... how come I piqued the crown prince’s interest when I have been, allow me to be so bold, less than interested in the festivities?”

Hongjoong let out a small chuckle, “It’s simple - that is exactly why, I am... not much of a celebratory person myself, I much prefer the company of my piano, for instance.”

“I see,” you hummed in response, “and why are you here, dancing with me, if you’d rather not be here altogether?”

He was quickly growing to like your curiosity, he realized.

“I suppose it wouldn’t be very becoming of me to not be present at an event held in my honor, no? And I thought I may as well take my chance and ask someone as mysterious as you to a dance, make it a tad more interesting. Speaking of... what brings you here? Because with all due respect to my family’s ability to entertain nobles for hours on end, I cannot find it in myself to blame you for not wanting to be here at all~”

You knew you both felt it, slowly but surely felt the awkward atmosphere between you and Hongjoong cracking and instead melting into one that seemed almost... familiar.

“Well... That is a situation you can thank my dear cousin, Wooyoung, for.” Hongjoong smiled - he could hear the playful contempt in your tone, it was one he used a lot in regard to his brother when he was younger, and he knew you cared about this man deeply.

“He was the one invited and received a spare invitation as well, and both of our families agreed that his brother is much too young to safely be brought here, so they decided ‘surely Y/n would enjoy themselves much more than we would.’“

Realizing you were complaining openly about your family, you averted your eyes bashfully before your face warmed even more when Hongjoong’s hand, previously resting on the small of your back, moved to gently tilt your head back to face him.

His expression told you that he would remove both of his hands from you at a moment’s notice if only you asked, though you saw no reason to move away from the handsome prince. It was only mere seconds, but to your poor heart it had felt like an eternity had passed before he spoke again.

“Such is not the case, then, and I can truly not condemn you for it.” He paused for a moment, appearing to collect his thoughts. “Y/n... what a wonderful name, ‘twould have been a shame if I hadn’t been able to learn it tonight.”

Your brain short-circuited; his attempt at courting you was perhaps the least possible thing you imagined happening tonight. Hongjoong noticed this, laughing softly to try and ease your mind a little, and it seemed to work when you smiled brightly at him.

It was then that the song you were dancing to ended, the music seeming to cease for good - at least for the time being - while chatter and laughter filled the ballroom and surrounded the two of you where you stood once more.

Some wordless communication must’ve been happening between you and Hongjoong because only mere moments later, you gave him a small nod and he turned to pull you with him to the doors connecting to the hallways which, in turn, would lead you outside to the gardens.

A hint of nervousness shot through you when your eyes connected with that of a highly suspicious guard in front of a door, though the prince next to you took it in stride and simply fixed the other man with a challenging glare that looked menacing even beneath his mask.

It was almost amusing to see Hongjoong turn back to you with a cheery and innocent smile afterwards, nodding his head towards the door and allowing you to follow as he finally led you out into the embrace of fresh air.

Unbeknownst to you, he had to fight back a gasp of awe from how the moonlight illuminated your face - the lights in the ballroom, and within the palace overall, produced a much more artificial light that he had yet to grow to like.

A soft laugh escaped you as you picked up your dress a bit as to not stumble and fall, skipping towards the nearby fountain with a smiling Hongjoong in tow.

You sat on the edge of the cold granite, careful to balance yourself as you glided your fingers across the water’s surface while Hongjoong mimicked you a few feet away.

When you both looked up at the same time after a moment of silence, prompting your eyes to meet, the prince sputtered - clearly flustered.

“My apologies,” he started, his tone soft, “I’m not usually so... inadequate when it comes to social interactions with lovely people.”

You grinned, endeared, when he seemed to realize his slip of the tongue almost immediately and slapped a hand over his mouth.

“It’s quite alright, Hongjoong.” You assured him, and it looked as if every bit of tension dropped from his shoulders in response - a sight you were glad to witness.

“If anything, I find it charming to see the supposedly so composed and well-behaved prince show a little more reaction and be... a little more human, I suppose I should say.”

“A little more human?” Hongjoong echoed intrigued, his head tilting to the side. You were captivated by the dual-haired man and didn’t even realize it.

“Mhm. Most nobles I have met in my lifetime are, for lack of better terminology, rather stuck-up and care only for flaunting their wealth that they hadn’t worked a single moment in their lives for.”

Hongjoong’s eyes lit up then and it was your turn to feel your face warm, determined to see this look on him more often.

“That’s how I feel too!” He exclaimed with a toothy, enthusiastic smile. “My parents included, though I mean no offense - they’ve given me everything a man could ever ask for and more, after all.”

He still seemed a bit cautious around you, so you hummed your understanding. “Don’t worry, my family’s the same. Wanting my cousin and I to both marry other nobles to maintain our influence, regardless of what we might wish for instead.”

Hongjoong moved a little closer, then. Even in the darkness and beneath the mask, you could make out an equally curious and challenging expression on his face.

“What is it that you do want?”

You were positively caught off-guard by his question; you couldn’t remember a single instance of someone else who appeared to genuinely care enough to ask this question. It was usually about your family instead, so weren’t sure how to answer.

Noticing your hesitance though falsely interpreting it as discomfort instead, Hongjoong shuffled away again a little. “If I overstepped a boundary with that, I-”

He fell silent immediately when you reached for his hand and pulled him even closer than he sat before, his face visibly heated now.

“Nonsense. It’s just... nobody had ever stopped to think what I may want, and what I want is... to just be Y/n, and not someone with some fancy titles and money and things others deserve to have just as much, if not moreso. I want to be free.”

Hongjoong had an unreadable expression on his face, which you took as a signal to continue.

“As much as I am eternally grateful, at times I feel like...”

“...a bird in a lavish gilded cage?” He finished his sentence for you, and you nodded in stunned silence at how similarly the two of you felt.

“You could not possibly be more right.” You laughed sheepishly, and Hongjoong promptly joined in with a mirthful chuckle.

You wanted to hear that sound again. All the time.

He was the first to speak again after a moment of peaceful quiet, “Well... now that we’ve revealed our deepest secrets to each other, don’t you think it’s time for our literal masks to come off too?”

It took you only a brief moment to process his words before nodding, tugging down your mask and the string that kept it in place, effectively leaving the former to dangle from your neck much like a necklace would.

Hongjoong, meanwhile, had taken his own mask off and carefully tucked it into the pocket of his suit pants. Both of you gasped when you looked at each other once more; it wasn’t like the masks hid much, but seeing each other’s faces unobscured still felt meaningful - almost like a secret to be kept.

“I feel free with you.” You spoke at the same time, prompting a series of flustered quiet giggles to follow because you both knew it was true.

Even with the only light being that of the moon shining above, you could tell he was beautiful. His dark eyes reminded you of hot chocolate, his pointy nose of those of the fairies in the stories you loved to read, and his smiling lips had no right to look as soft as they did. And the small beauty mark on the side of his neck only added to how pretty he was in your eyes.

Hongjoong was likewise mesmerized, his hand reaching to caress the curve of your face and keep your gaze connected to his own. He was evidently entranced, not even fully aware of the distance between your faces slowly shrinking.

One of your own hands lifted to place itself at the back of his neck, careful to keep his expertly styled hair as it was.

When he seemed to come back to his senses, about to pull back to create more distance out of respect for your boundaries, you took initiative instead and boldly pressed your lips against his.

He froze in surprise for a few short seconds, causing to worry you might’ve overestimated your chances but when he melted and reciprocated almost eagerly, any semblance of concern ebbed away.

You parted what felt like an eternity later, shyly folding your hands in your lap while Hongjoong bashfully scratched his neck.

“I...” he cleared his throat, clearly stalling to find his words, “I hope you k-kissed me because you wanted to, not because you felt obligated since I was so close without even realizing it.”

You smiled at him in response, shaking your head lightly. “Hongjoong, with all due respect, I can assure you I did it because I wanted to. And you did too, right?”

He nodded his head ‘yes’ before trusting his voice, “I did, it was wonderful and it... it felt like a taste of freedom.”

“Better not overdose on it.” You joked lightly, affirmation following quick behind, “I feel the same way, though.”

Hongjoong hummed in both gratitude and amusement before getting up with seemingly new-found confidence, tugging you gently to stand as well. “Since we cannot possibly overdose on each other... may I take you for a little walk through the royal gardens until duty calls again~?”

He was a smooth talker, you’d give him that. You playfully quirked an eyebrow at him, “A walk in the royal gardens, you say? Is that meant to be a euphemism for something more... crude in nature, perhaps?”

The dual-color haired prince faltered in his steps and nearly tripped over his own two feet while he led you between gaps in hedges to elaborate and well-kept flower beds, nearly whirling around in shock at your suggestion.

“N-No I would never! I swear on my life I’m innocent!” You found his insistence cute, squeezing his hand to reassure him.

“You can relax Hongjoong, I was merely teasing. I know you’re a gentleman~”

He let out a small sigh in response, his tone almost whiny when he next spoke, “Don’t do that again~!”

The prince settled down completely when your lips brushed a peck against his cheek. “Oh my...~”

Neither of you knew how much time passed while you toured his family’s property together - you had to admit, it was impressive how well-kept it all was despite the size of it. You were well aware they had staff taking care of it, but that did nothing to deter your awe.

When it seemed you had seen everything there was to see outside, Hongjoong suddenly turned to you with a determined expression and caused you to almost bump into him in surprise.

“Well, I think this concludes our tour at least for now,” he laughed softly in reaction, “the secret passageways are too risky with all these guards around. So, pinky promise that we’ll see each other again?”

You blinked before enthusiastically linking your pinky with his with a smile, “Of course! I wouldn’t give up my personified freedom for anything~”

Hongjoong blushed at that, deciding the best way to convey his mutual feelings was to kiss you again, and you reciprocated in kind.

You were both a little breathless when you pulled away, “Also promise to stay in touch no matter what?”

“Promise.” Hongjoong grinned, taking your hand in his again - a lot less shyly than before - and leading you back to the palace, but not before ensuring both of your masks were secure on your faces again.

Just to look as if nothing had happened.

Once there you were met by both Hongjoong’s brother and your cousin. The latter simply quirked an eyebrow at you, a clearly amused smirk present on his lips while you stood next to him and smoothed down your dress a bit. The young prince, in turn, positioned himself to his brother’s side.

Ever the gentleman, he bent forward and gently pressed a kiss to the hand you offered him before standing straight and disappearing into the crowd with his brother.

Wooyoung looked at you expectantly, which earned him no more than a grumble of “I’ll tell you later.”

Both of your heads snapped up when a loud ‘clink’ sounded, indicating the royal family had an announcement to make. An older man, who you assumed to be the king and thus Hongjoong’s father considering his attire, stepped forward from the row of thrones. You also saw the queen standing on his one side and your dual-haired partner in crime on the other, with his brother a bit further off.

“As you all know, this ball was hosted in honor of our youngest son, Hongjoong. Given the time, we have decided to conclude tonight’s festivities and allow everyone to- hm?”

Confusion found its way onto your face and that of numerous other guests when Hongjoong suddenly tapped his father on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear before stepping forward.

“I just wanted to personally thank all of you for coming! I know I’m... not exactly the best nor most social of hosts, but,” his eyes met yours across the room and you instinctively straightened up, much to your cousin’s further amusement so you subtly elbowed him in the side, “I thoroughly enjoyed myself tonight, more than I have in quite some time, and I wouldn’t have if you all hadn’t come.”

You found it almost cute how Hongjoong was clearly buttering up all those nobles around you, yet they seemed none the wiser while they clapped happily before slowly but surely the crowd dispersed and everyone went on their own merry ways.

Wooyoung started tugging you outside after a few moments as well, and when you glanced back one last time you could’ve sworn you caught the corners of Hongjoong’s lips twitching up into a smile before he turned and left alongside the rest of his family.

Once in the carriage to your accomodations, Wooyoung refused to stop clinging to you until you told him where you were the whole time. You pointedly reminded him that he was the one to leave you on your own just to flirt with a pretty lady - who was probably already spoken for anyway. He pouted but let you continue, knowing you were right.

Purposefully omitting the part where you and Hongjoong kissed multiple times, held hands and declared each other as your freedom in human form, you simply told him that you both simply wanted to get away from the loud ball for a bit.

It technically wasn’t even a lie.

Back at the palace, Hongjoong hung his head low as he followed his parents to their private chambers, shooting his brother a glare when he spots him silently snickering in the corner of his vision. Because of this, he almost bumped into his father when he stopped and turned to look at him while the prince bashfully avoided his eyes.

His father gently gripped his chin and tilted his head up towards him.

“Son, you’re not normally so insistent on expressing gratitude for these parties. You were trying to impress us, no?”

“I- how-”

A chuckle came in reply. “We quite literally raised you, Hongjoong. Staff involved or no, we know you better than anyone except for maybe Seonghwa.”

Hongjoong was speechless; was he really such an open book? It was then his mother chimed in, “Worry not, we’re not the least bit upset you decided to... take a little break, if you will.”

“You’re really not?!”

“Not in the slightest,” his brother affirmed from the sidelines.

“In fact, it was what we were hoping for. You see... we know you were usually only sitting through these events for our sake, and we do appreciate your... sacrifice, in that sense, but we wanted you to finally live a little and make your own decisions. And we’re glad to see you seem to finally connect to someone from outside of our own home.”

Hongjoong was well and truly stunned, this wasn’t at all what he expected his parents to say about his impromptu disappearance - he was ready to beg on his knees in earnest for them to not punish him, this was a development he didn’t expect in the slightest.

“So, what you’re saying is...” He started carefully, encouraged by nods to finish his thought, “my next birthday celebration will be my coronation?!”

His excitement and the hopefulness in his eyes were beyond endearing to his family, having always had a bit of a soft spot for him.

“Correct. While we both may not be particularly old yet, we see no reason to not led you lead in our stead. You’re young, have high ambitions and the people love you as you’re aware. We’re confident you will be an excellent ruler, and we will be here to support you by whatever means necessary and possible for as long as we live.”

Feeling tears of joy well up in his eyes, Hongjoong enveloped his parents in a tight hug and tugged his brother close for him to join in as well before pulling back again and bowing to excuse himself, turning to retire to his own room with quick steps.

He wanted, no, needed to tell Seonghwa about this and get started on writing to you.

He had a promise to keep, after all.

His first letter to you, scribbled excitedly onto the first piece of blank parchment he could find, told you about his parents’ reaction and the date of his coronation, followed by an overly formal invitation to the latter. He felt awfully shy about it, but at the same time he was confident you wouldn’t turn him down - not after the meaningful exchange you had with the moon and stars as your only witnesses.

Your first letter to him, equally enthusiastic, told him that you wouldn’t miss it for the world and congratulated him on everything working out so well, and also told him about all kinds of shenanigans your cousin was up to as well as what you did together. Hongjoong was glad to learn more about you this way.

And both letters contained a vow to meet each other again as soon as possible. To be free together.

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ATEEZ Reaction: Them In Little Space

(warnings: gn!reader, dilf!ateez, little space, use of mommy once [non sexually], oral fixation, finger sucking, general adorableness)

*more and taglist after the cut*

note: age regression is not age play, don't sexualized it !! also this is my first time writing about little space, so if i get anything wrong, please forgive me :]]

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Hongjoong

sleepy baby

he'd come home and the only thing on his mind is changing and falling asleep in your arms

he can feel himself slip, but he tries to hold himself together until he got inside

but once he does get home, he's all floaty and dopey eyed

and when you come to greet him at the door and see the dopey smile on his face

you know that you get to pamper him

so you're ushering him inside

putting his stuff down

giving him kisses because he deserves them for getting through the day

"did you have a long day? yea? is my little baby tired? wanna go to bed?"

but when he wraps his arms around you, he won't let go

and if you try to pull away, he'll whine softly and bury his head in the crook of your neck

just run your fingers through his hair and you can feel his smile against your skin

if you ask him what he wants, he'll hum against your neck and just leave soft kisses

but once he makes up his mind and tells you

he pulls away a bit and talks in a soft and quiet voice

there may also be a soft flush on his cheeks

please kiss his forehead and praise him for being a good boy

"wan' cuddles, please."

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Seonghwa

pouty baby

the second he walks through that door

he calls out for you

the second he sees you coming down the hall

he's speeding to you and just pulling you into his arms

he'll just hold you and sway with you in his arms

he'll start rambling about the things he did today

and if he does start rambling, just hold him and give him small words of encouragement every now and then

even if you're legs get tired from standing, just stand there and hold him

he's all touchy and just wants to be held

so when he finally finished his ramble, he's gonna be sleepy because he talked out his emotions

so guide him to the bathroom and run him a warm bath

give him soft kisses and push his hair out of his face

reassure him that he did good and wrap him in warm blankets

"my pretty baby, did so good today, did so well."

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Yunho

cuddly baby

he just wants to be held

as soon as he gets his hands on you

he's not gonna let go

he'll literally wrap himself around you and just not let go

he'll probably fall asleep in no time

so just lay there and hold him

rub his back and stroke his hair

let him use you as a pillow/teddy bear

if you kiss his forehead or cheeks, you can probably see and/or feel him smile against you

once he wakes up, he'll be all cranky and fussy

so make sure to cuddle him close and try to get up and get him some food

"come on bubba, if you don't eat now, you're gonna have to wait till tomorrow."

keyword: try

he's probably not gonna let you go, so you'll have to bribe him with cuddles to get him up

"bubs, if you get up now, you can get even more cuddles tonight."

ok but he'd probably also have messy hair from his nap

so just run your hands through it and watch as he gets pouty because he thinks that you think he looks silly with hair sticking out in every direction

so give him kisses and watch a soft flush appear on his face along with a tired smile

"come on sleepyhead, lets get you some food."

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Yeosang

he's the quiet type

if he can feel himself slip

he'll try to steady himself because he's only slipped into little space once or twice

and it was usually when he was super stressed and alone

but he hasn't really worked up the courage to do when he's spending time with you

but if he's been holding out for so long

there's a likely chance that he'll slip the second that you hold him

he'll go limp in your arms

because he's so mentally tired of having to keep up his calm and collected facade

so make sure to be gentle with him

let him lay against you

he'd probably start biting at his lips

so try to keep his occupied by either letting him play with your fingers

or give him a fidget toy

and if he gets mouthy, give him hard candy or a small chew necklace

if he starts rambling, listen to him and encourage him every few seconds

just think of the dopey smile on his face when he sees that you're actively listening to him

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San

the babiest baby

the cuddliest boy

will cling to you like a baby

probably needs to be kept occupied or he'll be restless

if you're in public, hold his hand and watch him play with your fingers

if you're at home, he's gonna wrap himself around you

and don't think that you can move or get up now

because he will cling onto you for dear life

and he'll whine and just snuggle into you

"nooo, momma, wanna cuddle~"

let him suck your fingers

he'll get all sleepy and dopey eyed as he does

once he falls asleep, it doesn't matter if your body gets sore

you stay still until San wakes up or he's gonna wake up moody

but if he does, offer him food and more cuddles

maybe put on a cartoon or anime and watch him fall back asleep in your lap

he just wants to lay with you, eat snack and just relax

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Mingi

cuddle him

pls for the love of god cuddle him

wrap both of yourselves in a warm blanket and snuggle

maybe lay out a few snacks and drinks

but on a disney movie and just enjoy each other's presence

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stroke his hair and give him forehead kisses

make sure to keep a water bottle nearby

make sure to hold him tight

and just let him relax into you while you watch beauty and the beast

Wooyoung

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giggly and cuddly baby

if your gonna cuddle him

expect to get tickled

but make sure to tickle him back

because he just wants to play

will try to wrestle you

so make sure to play along with him

let him win or else he'll be pouty

and make sure to give him victory snacks

and let him have all the cuddles and kisses

because he's a playful baby and wants all of your attention

Jongho

another quiet boy

just wants to be held

and remember to give him praise for getting through the day

give him a blanket and just cuddle on the couch

just hold him and let him ramble if he wants to

hum a soft tune as you run your hands through his hair

if you sing to him, he will definitely fall asleep in your arms

like with your warmth, and the soft melody that you're humming

he'll be out like a light

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@a-soft-hornytiny @cometoceantrenches @ddeonghwva @fullsun-s @hanatiny @latte-fairytaekwoon @multidreams-and-desires @serialee @seongsangsgf @strawberry-joong @tinkerbellwoo @vocalyunho @yunhoiseyecandy @yunhofingers @ethan806

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[vocalyunho]

I posted 1.397 times in 2021

946 posts created (68%)

451 posts reblogged (32%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 0.5 posts.

I added 1.656 tags in 2021

#vocalyunho answers - 895 posts

#wife🥺 - 204 posts

#nsfw. asks - 130 posts

#ddeonghwva - 90 posts

#anon - 80 posts

#sollyho💚 - 66 posts

#nini🧁 - 50 posts

#k.hj: intellectualism personified - 48 posts

#multidreams and desires - 48 posts

#j.yh: he’s a pretty boy he’s stunning - 45 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#but i do hope i’ve written a fic that someone considers their fave or has recommended it to someone or even has re-read it multiple times

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

HONGJOONG TATTOO

185 notes • Posted 2021-03-05 12:10:37 GMT

#4

— 02:37

pairing — Yeosang x reader (f).

genre — smut

word count — 1.2k

warnings & tags — reader is into choking, breath play, degradation, attempts on being quiet, light praise, implied exhibitionism, explicit unprotected sex.

a/n — this is something quick @hanatiny ‘s ask inspired me to write, hope it’s somewhat decent!!

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284 notes • Posted 2021-03-16 00:37:15 GMT

#3

— 02:34

pairing — hard dom! San x reader (f).

genre — smut

word count — 2.6k

warnings & tags — hard dom! San, reader is in a deep subspace, vulgar language, degradation, handjob, blowjob, choking, explicit unprotected sex, coming inside, daddy kink (briefly).

A/N — based on this post

See the full post

457 notes • Posted 2021-02-06 00:34:43 GMT

#2

company.

pairing — Yunho x reader (f) x ATEEZ

genre — smut [hand kink]

word count — 2.8k

warnings & tags — fingering, clit play, spanking (once), handjob’s mentioned briefly, attempts on being quiet, exhibitionism, voyeurism, masturbation, slight degradation, choking, cum eating.

synopsis — Yunho would’ve never guessed that his friends’ company would get you bothered, to this extent.

a/n — this fic is only connected to ‘skilled’ when it comes to Yunho being aware of his partner’s hand kink.

See the full post

653 notes • Posted 2021-03-01 02:22:58 GMT

#1

fire within.

pairing — San x reader (f).

genre — fluff, smut (first time).

word count — 3k

warnings & tags — established relationship, reader is a virgin, San isn’t, a lot of making out, some parts are hella cheesy (sorry), San has a vertical labret piercing and a habit of holding reader’s neck while kissing, grinding, San gets hard just by kissing uwu, handjob (not really), spanking (?), sub! reader, soft dom! San, brief mention of blood, explicit protected sex (positions: missionary & face off), you have every right to criticise me for failing to put an actual plot in this, i deserve it.

synopsis — y/n had never imagined she’d lose her virginity on a snowy night, right next to the fireplace.

See the full post

659 notes • Posted 2021-01-13 23:19:45 GMT

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10/10/2020 Reblogs

Yayy another reblog day !! I know I said I would reblog five pieces everyday but.. turns out doing this with a part time job and full time student AND writer (check out @moongaera *shameless promoting*) it’s harder than I thought~ Anyway here’s some more amazing writings that I recommend 100% :D

From @h4knyeon

Helping Hands - Jooheon x reader (smut)

From @thecozywhaleshark

Paint by Numbers - Hyunwoo x reader (smut)

From @hanatiny

His Aurora - Hongjoong x reader (fluff)

From @gamerwoo

Talk of Shame - Seungcheol, Soonyoung, and Wonwoo (crack random? funny!)

From @jongpleasure

No Title - Hongjoong x reader (smut)

I’m so glad I was able to do all different writers today ! Check them all out, they’re all so amazing !!! ❤️

#reblog #10/10/2020 #ateez #monsta x #seventeen #ateez x reader #monsta x reader #jooheon x reader #hyunwoo x reader #shownu x reader #hongjoong x reader #seungcheol #soonyoung #wonwoo #kpop writing #kpop oneshots #kpop scenarios #kpop #ateez reactions #monsta x reactions #seventeen reactions

[cometoceantrenches]

tag games!

bold what applies (tagged by @mingkiii <3 <3 🥺)

indoor plants or gardens // cloud-watching or star-gazing // water or fire // paperback or hardcover // running or hiking // sleeping with socks or without socks // fruit or vegetables // hanging plants or succulents // dark wood or light wood // handwritten or typed // instagram or pinterest // braids or pigtails // dc or marvel (all the way babeeyy) // books or movies // oceans or meadows // forests or fields // sweet or salty // ice cream or chocolate // hoodies or sweaters // long hair or short hair // piercings or tattoos // summer or winter // boots or sneakers // cars or motorcycles // curls or straight hair // castles or cottages // sunny days or storms // reptiles or birds // disney or nickelodeon (if we ignore capitalism) // strawberries or watermelon (i dont like either) // essays or posters // phones or laptops // glass or stone // dark or light // photos or paintings // circuses or theatres // reading or writing // dogs or cats // poetry or novels // monsters or ghosts // thrift shops or libraries // fiction or non-fiction 

tagging: (no pressure)

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#tag games

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💌 Pass the happy! When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications! ❣️

Tagged by @daisyteez and @hongjoong-a-holic !

Family/friends

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Music (kpop boys included)

Writing and reading

Days with wind and a gentle sun

Tagging @etherealsunflowers @hwaddict @winterviolet1 @ateezinmymind @melaninpozp @little-precious-baby @mileyjassie @shley-chan @hanatiny @sarahunt122 (if you want, of course)

#tag game #what makes you happy