link — try to make it look like you currently!! i'm curious to see how yours turns out :)
tagging: @barnesbabee @arlertbabe @yunhoflrtz @ateezinmymind @bobateastay @tohokuu @serialee @yungisstar1117 @pockcock @yeoandmoon @mingi-banana @hohohugs @th84u @wooyoungsbae @fallinforgyu @vampireyeosang @woowommy don't feel pressured to do this , it's just for fun <3<3<3<3
song list: sunsetz- cigarettes after sex, robbers- the 1975, romantic lover- eyedress.
[a/n]: i know i have to finish other things, and i 100% will. i just personally needed some good ole fluff.
genre: fluff, disgusting fluff. requested by anon. <3
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seonghwa
he’s very attentive, and of course extra caring when it comes to his partner with his “motherly” status.
not to the point where it’s straight up babying. sometimes. just very sappy.
examples such as: feeding you bites of his food, fixing your hair right, adoring cheek pinches.
he loves to spoil and be cheesy about it.
cheesy as in, you’ve made a personal bouquet of flowers because of how often he’ll give an individual.
they’re too pretty to just toss away.
he’ll cook you your favorite dishes and would literally do it everyday if he could, no exaggeration.
he balances his hefty schedule very well, it isn’t an easy thing to do but you can rely on him even if he’s in italy it seems like.
his favorite type of skinship is holding both your hands while you both converse, or nose kisses.
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hongjoong
this guy will fucking PAMPER you.
you fall asleep without taking off your makeup? boom, serum applied and all.
your nails need a touch up? he will paint them for you.
will literally make your clothes. no joke.
he’ll design couple outfits for the both of you, while making you the coolest shirts and just everything you want.
absolutely loves taking pictures of you and your dates, every photo is treasured then.
if he has a pen in hand and is just off in space thinking of you, he’ll scribble pretty doodles while kicking his feet like a school girl with a crush.
the page will be of sloppy hearts and little things like a field of roses, just from your memory.
favorite type of skinship is when one of you lean on each other, if you’re not laying on his shoulder, he will lay on your’s.
with your arms locked together.
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yunho
he is the cut out of a “golden retriever boyfriend”, wow who knew?
never a dull moment with this guy.
is an accidental romantic trope of a man.
if there’s music playing in any room of the dorm, he’ll immediately take your hand and twirl you in your two’s personal ballroom.
you can get away with anything.
you wanna do his makeup? he’s already in the chair.
if you leave him looking absolutely insane and he has tears in his eyes he’ll still give a thumbs up and a “love it, baby.”
he survives off any type of physical contact.
so it’s tough pin pointing a certain one is a favorite.
but he loveslovesloves to completely wrap his arms around you to lift you an inch above the group to dip you while he kisses your entire face and neck while you laugh your head off.
or having you just completely lay on him while he holds you. best bed.
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yeosang
he’s like a best friend type of boyfriend.
with his own romantic moments of course.
his favorite times with you are spent at home, or places of significance.
tends to low key be playful or mischievous.
buying a small cake for your first month anniversary, and smearing the frosting on your cheek.
reeeeally enjoys pets.
if you hold his face and rub his cheeks, play with his hair, rub his back— he’s melted.
often gives words of affirmation and comfort for his love language.
type of man to hold you and rock back n’ forth in a dimly lit room.
overall, a very relaxed and easy going person to be with.
his favorite type of skinship is nuzzling into your neck during hugs, or when you kiss his birthmark. very sweet.
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san
i see him being the biggest romantic out of the group.
he’s always admiring you. always.
twirling your hair around his finger, giving you all his attention while you’re speaking, having his arm around you while walking.
if you compliment him, he’ll literally scrunch his shoulders and giggle.
look at him adoringly, he’ll look down cause he knows his cheeks are pink.
will go all out on anniversaries or your accomplishments.
your!! hype!! man!!
if he sees you being critical of yourself it’ll go something like:
“euhh… this dress makes my body look—.”
“BEAUTIFUL!! you’re fucking gorgeous!”
he loves any type of skinship from you, but his go to is a good kiss on the lips. cupping your face, he wants you to feel him after you two break away.
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mingi
mingi is such a dorky partner it’s cute.
he’s romantic in an almost innocent way, as in he’ll find a flower while you both are walking to hand to you.
whenever he goes on tour, he leaves you a shirt of his while you exchange your perfume or something he can hold.
lays his chin on your head from behind.
wholesome things like taking selfies of your shadows in romantic positions.
often tangles his fingers in your hair while massaging your scalp.
loves when you greet him with sweet names.
say “hello, handsome,” while you two hug and he will purr.
his favorite position for skinship is having you sit on his lap while you face him.
you can either hug, hold each other casually, and gives perfect access for kisses.
speaking of, kisses between words happen every single conversation.
it’s as normal for him as it is getting out of bed.
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wooyoung
this guy will make his person feel like the only one on earth.
it’s not a surprise, seeing how he treats his friends already.
gets so excited to see you, even if you come back from the grocery store.
even though the relationship is there, he will flirt as if he’s on a mission.
winks when you make eye contact.
is so extra, the type to dip you before a kiss.
would also break out into dance if a certain moment comes up with you, the bedroom will become a dance floor.
always holds onto you in anyway he can. literal hugs, intertwining your hands, he just needs the touch.
with skinship he goes for straight up kisses, doesn’t matter where.
just kiss him.
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jongho
being the youngest, he’s likely the least experienced.
but he’s absolutely a good partner.
you literally see a different side of him.
he’s such an active boyfriend.
brushing your hair, occasionally styling you, helping you shop for clothes.
he’ll massage your back if you’re sore, carry you to bed when you pass out.
doesn’t quite know how to handle compliments and praise.
he’ll fidget and huff with a warm face.
if you have trouble sleeping, he becomes a personal music box full of lullabies.
if a member or someone in his family asks about you, get ready to sit for awhile.
man can go on forever.
his favorite type of skinship is probably obvious.
tag list: @yunhobabygurl @hxneyboy @bobateastay @multidreams-and-desires @yunsangoveryonder @yungisstar1117 // also tagging @sunsethw4
awakened by the bell ring, announcing someone has entered this hell of a shop. you sat up quickly to see who came in, pressing your face on the frozen bars of your cage. the angle too narrow you couldn’t see the figure in the other aisle
being a pet- waiting to be sold to a master, it was a dreadful life. having felt unwanted or not enough for someone’s needs, you dreamt of being bought. you were born to serve and please the vampire who wanted you. but you’ve yet to find your way to a new life, watching the other pets being let out of their cages and being set free to a master was what you envied most
being able for one’s service as a pet to a master or mistress is what you were called for in life. it’s what all pets were called for, it's what the world has come to. it is redeemed by the amounts of pleasure and luxury a pet receives once purchased for what was to be the uttermost important and exhilarating experience of your lifetime. born into this world of slavery of the supernatural superiority, living in a metal cage and being dressed in scraps was where every puny human started off from. and because there was only one thing that would be assumed to be looked forward to, you were supposed to be bought to find out what it all meant.
was it true that you could enjoy your life being a pet, waiting to be sold to a master? having the feeling of want, and just the perfect enigma for someone’s needs? yes it was. because every time the higher class welcomed their way into the shops full of options of service, you had a panging feeling brew inside you full of excitement. of a passion that hopefully would be you some day. picked out and chosen for your duty.
it was cold. the customer who came in caused the wind blowing outside to invade the lasting warmth in your body. shivering, you hear footsteps coming down the aisle. leaning forward and hugging your body tightly you spot the pair of black ankle boots with a steel tip clacking towards you and the other pets trying to peek at the buyer themselves. eyes trailing up the body, you’re met with a slim dark eyed male. gulping from his cold glare that suddenly flickers a shade of red, you feel the lack of comfort when looking into his orbs, causing you to take your gaze down to your bare legs.
curling smaller into yourself- if that was even possible, you didn’t want him to pick you. though he was gorgeous to look at, something about his aura screamed bitter and cocky. it felt like the whole excitement of being bought was instantly fading
tracing your cold fingers along your arms, watching the goosebumps rise making the hair on your arm stand. you didn’t notice the man come to your cage until the lack of light being let through. standing right on the other side of you, he stooped down to look at your body. eyes starting at your legs tucked close to your body he eventually made his way to your face. taking in each other’s features you felt nerves rise within you. his sharp features, the jet black hair, his well dressed figure
tongue poking out of the vampires mouth, you avert your eyes away. hearing his rings clank against the metal bars as he grips them, clearing his throat his words come out as a smooth whisper
“you.”
anxiousness flooded your body, what- no, no, not getting picked by him, please anyone else. you could practically feel your eyes popping out of your skull. trying to scoot farther away, you’re met with the cold bars keeping you trapped. a small growl erupted from the creature that turned into a soft hum as he pushed away. walking towards the shopkeeper, you once again scoot to the barred door and press your face on the cool metal to see where he went. watching him slide the maroon coin pouch across the counter, the conversation being made was unclear to you. but your blood freezes when the two make their way towards you, key in the keepers hand and something you can’t make out in the supernaturals hand
unlocking the cage, you feel uneasiness wash over yourself. the smirk spreading wide on the vampires godly face, you try to deny the purchase “w-wait, i don’t think i’m quite fit enough to be y-your pet..” stuttering out your nerves, you start to shake both from the situation and the fact your practically dressed in rags. only having the loose fitted dress on your body- vulnerable, the nausea starts to build in your stomach. the door separating the two of you now being opened, the vampire holds out his pale hand. looking at all the different rings on his slim fingers you don’t know whether to cower down more or to accept your coming fate.
“come on let’s go,” not hearing any sign of amusement in his words, you carefully grab his hand- immediately noticing how cold it is to the touch.
helping you out of the cage, he lifts you down onto the cool tile flooring. looking down at your bare feet, your hand still connected with the vampires. he places his finger under your chin and lifts it up, to meet your eyes. “i have something for you” pulling a black collar out of his pocket he can’t help but smirk at the sight of the accessory on your neck. tightened on your body, he sticks two fingers in between the collar and your skin- only to tug your body forward so you’re now clutching onto his chest. “it’s a perfect fit-“
taking a deep breath, he looks up to the shopkeeper and sighs out “okay we’re off, thank you.”
walking out of the shop where you’re met with a big gust of wind making you shiver. the vampire then slides his hands over your body, down your back and around your waist he kneads your flesh- “it seems my poor doll is cold huh? then let’s hurry home”
pulled flush against his side, the male keeps his arm locked around your waist with his hand placed a little to high for your current liking. looking up, you meet the proud smile on his face, fangs poking out against his lips. blood rushes through your body, adrenaline making your heart beat faster. all you can think about is what will happen when he takes you home.
“now, there are some rules you’re going to have to follow here...” stumbling over the long rug spread down the dark hallway you weakly nod your head.
“first is..” pausing he grabs ahold of your waist once again and pulls you close, “watch where you’re going pet.. i don’t want you hurting yourself or anything..understand??” blood rises to your cheeks from embarrassment and you stutter out a “yes” earning a low groan and scoff to come out of him
tightening his grip to your hips he leans in and breathes out into your ear, “second, you are now to refer to me as master or sir...” hearing the pulsing of your blood through your veins, the vampire dives into your neck, grazes his lips across the flesh and hums out
“on occasions..you may call me seonghwa. okay?” sticking out his tongue, seonghwa begins to lap at your neck- sucking the supple skin until you writhe slightly under his hold, leaving your side.
now standing in the dark hallway, you watch as he walks into the hall
”and..pet?” he voices out lowly
lacing your fingers behind your back, looking through the darkness for seonghwa, you squeak out, “y-yes master?” hearing the clacking of his shoes fade away, he gives you another rule, “you are to listen to me, and only me..”
ending with a door closing, you’re alone in the gloomy corridor
climbing up the stairs in hopes of finding a private room for you, all the emotions hit you suddenly. tears blurred your vision as you reached the top of the steps, thighs burning from the lack of movement so many years beforehand. you were finally set free- but you didn’t feel anything, not like you were hoping at least. you had no idea what was set in stone for you, was he going to kill you? why did he want you, were you here just to be a personal blood bag?
wiping your cheeks, and taking in a deep breath you push through a door that was cracked open around the corner. the smell of roses intrudes your nose, and candlelight fills the dark room. a bed, draped in black covers, silk with a stack of clothing folded neatly on top. picking up the pieces of apparel on top you have a pair of black mid calf socks, and a satin slip dress colored red. throwing them onto the bed, you see a piece of paper folded.
opening the note, you read ‘be a good pet and go wash up for me, everything you need is already waiting’ signed ‘master seonghwa’
once again roaming to find your way, lightly stepping across the floor further down the hall. you hear footsteps coming up the stairs, and around the corner.
heart beating fast, you quickly turn around to see seonghwa strutting towards your frame. lowering your head, he speaks up. “are you perhaps lost?”
with another step- now towering over you, a soft nod from your head sends his hand to your chin. lifting up, he gives a smirk to your flushed state. “i’d be happy to lend a hand...or more”
trailing his fingers down your neck, he pauses abruptly on a pulse point then pulls on your collar. forced into his chest, you feel like a doll being played with. grabbing his forearm for stability, you look into his eyes. the dark orbs of deep brown, and then again the small flicker of red flashed. before you think further you’re tugged to the bathroom.
the lit room illuminated the dark hallway, as your bare feet stepped onto the cool tile. the pull on your neck released, you stand there obediently.
turning on the water, seonghwa adjusts his sleeves. unbuttoning the cuffs, rolling them to his forearms. then turning to you while crouched by the tub, he looks at you once again. eyeing your bare legs that stand unsteady.
“well?” swallowing the lump in your throat, you didn’t know what to say back. “are you going to get undressed or not?”
seeing him raise an eyebrow and give a smirk, you fiddle with the bottom of your torn dress. “y-yes sir” slowly lifting the clothing over your head, avoiding eye contact you go for your underwear next
“wait.” pausing you flick your eyes to his mischievous face. “come here”
slowly walking to his kneeled self, seonghwa lets out a growl and grabs hold of your hips, pulling you in front of him. embarrassed, you squeal out from the sudden jerk. goosebumps rise on your skin as he trails his fingers down your thighs and squeezes the muscle. eyes glued to the ceiling, your mind races with never before thought scenarios.
“i’ll take these off for you”
feeling the warmth of his breath fan over your stomach as his hands graze back up your legs and hook around your panties. heat rises to your cheeks as he unexpectedly pulls them down. gasping for your lost breath, exposed to the man you just met today, the nausea builds up in the pit of your stomach again while the clouds fog your sight.
feeling the tip of his tongue prod against your supple flesh right on your waist, a sudden jolt of sensitivity pings throughout your inners. and a warm flush feeling succumbs to your whole body. seonghwa takes it upon himself to begin sucking onto your skin with a lavishing urge. hearing the way your heart pumps the blood throughout your body faster, was this because he had an effect on you?
taking your hands to your eyes you weakly let out a little cry- “s-seonghwa..i don’t feel well” with that warning from you, he snaps further into his lewd trance and grazes his teeth over your hip.
the icy touch of his lips roaming sends chills down your spine, trying to pry your body away- earns no success. only having him hold you closer, the grip of his hands tight and painful.
“o-ow - master !” your plea joins into a scream as his fangs seep into your flesh. the sharp twinge of the bite, and the draining feeling coming over you all gets put to the side of seonghwa’s bloodlust.
moans of delight pass through his connected mouth on your hip, the taste of your pure blood bringing him frenzy. your taste so addicting, not having tasted blood of a human in ages- always hunting animals of the night. seonghwa becomes drunk and unaware until your feeble hands grabbing at his dressed shoulders.
with your last attempt of stopping him, you lose consciousness. fading away, going limp in his arms.
quickly coming out of his daze- he grabs hold of you tightly, gently picking you up and easing you in the tub. swearing to himself seeing your blood color the water where you lay in. how could he already fail at suppressing his supernatural urges to feed?
licking his lips, seonghwa presses his hand down on your bite and stops the flow while regretting his actions looking at your lifeless bare body
waking up with the pang in your head- the sun peeking through the dark curtains, you felt like you’ve been asleep for a weeks time.
weakly rolling onto your side, you let out a groggy cough and lift your body out of bed. noticing how you’re now dressed in that satin dress you saw before- did seonghwa dress you while you were asleep? what even happened- no matter how hard you try to remember you could only think back to seeing him starting the bath water.
peeking through the door and into the dark hallway, you listen for any sound of life. stepping onto the creaking wood floor, you make your way to the staircase. leading down to the front entrance, delaying your mission to find seonghwa- you touch the dark wood heavy double doors that’s keeping you inside here. jumping back when a voice erupts behind you ever so softly, “you want to leave?”
gasping out and putting your hand over the beating of your chest you are quick to flush in embarrassment and sputter out “uhh! sir, you scared me-“
your quick movements from being spooked, you feel a twinge of pain on your hip- why? running your hands over the silky smooth cloth, you feel a bandage placed along your skin.
“i’m sorry y/n” his voice coming from down the hall- saddened by something you were unaware of.
what was he sorry for? it was only a little jump scare
“would you please come inside my study to talk?”
making light steps toward his gloomy figure, he softly takes your hand in his.
the difference of demenior from yesterday and now would make you think this was a different vampire before you- if it weren’t for his unforgettable features.
bringing you to his desk, he lets go and makes his way into the seat across you. his eyes hold yours for just a second before he breaks it with a gulp- remitting guilt of some kind. “i didn’t mean to get so out of hand last night”
cocking your head to the side as he starts talking, you were confused about what apparently happened. “it won’t happen again”
bringing a finger to his lips, he nibbles at the skin watching your body give off such puzzlement- letting out a frustrated sigh. “come here”
motioning you to his side of the desk, you sit on top of the surface in front of his seated stature.
your dress begins to ride up from the position, and seonghwa has no intention of fixing it- on the contrary, he places his freezing hand on your thigh. the soft gasp that escapes you places a smirk on his face, and a blush to yours.
slowly advancing up your thigh, the silky dress going up with it- your panties become to full display. the feeling of him on your body
so delicate, set a different mood in you than you thought you would have. you were becoming aroused- by a vampire
maybe he was controlling your mind, but it didn’t matter. as you spread your legs wider, a low growl rumbled in his chest and you feel your panties dampen
getting up from his seat, his lower region just barely touches the heat of your clothed pussy. and with one swift hoist upward, seonghwa picks your body up from the desk to pull the dress up to your shoulders.
“take it off for me” his tone is more of a demand but not so cold.
instead of scaring you off, it set the fire more erratic within you
bringing the satin over your head and setting it down behind you- the way it slips off onto the floor goes unfazed as the vampire traces his fingers up your torso.
“you see?” tapping the skin on your hip that’s surrounding the bandaged area, he whispers lowly with hoarseness, “i’m not going to bite you again.. not until you want me to”
if you weren’t so suddenly blind to this by your lust you would’ve thought that you’d never want to be bitten. seemingly because you really can’t even remember what happened when he apparently bit you yesterday.
feeling the growing hardness from within his pants against your wet sensitive areas. he brings his hands up to cup your naked breasts
“so soft” fascination stirs seonghwa as he takes your nipples between his fingers, a soft moan comes out and you involuntarily try to push up on his erect member. “m-master.. that’s sensitive”
clicking his tongue, and playing with your body- he leans his face closer to yours. “tell me pet” the fan of his breath just along the side of your face, barely against your ear- your eyes snap shut as you suppress another sound to come out.
“has anyone touched you like this before?”
latching onto the lobe of your ear, your hands instinctively reach around his shoulders- pulling yourself flush on him. his boner finally grinding against that place you feel pulsating with need. “n-no sir” you mewl out.
in the height of the moment, you’re deaf from the loud heartbeat thumping in your eardrums to ear seonghwa undo his pants.
you were so fragile and it just egged him on to destroy your purity
feeling the different warmth from his cock that laid against your lower abdomen, you look down in a state of amazement. his tip glossy and oozing clear liquid that you felt the urge to taste- a kiss to your neck takes you away from the sight as you roll your head back exposing your smooth neck to his lips tasting the skin.
“i’m all tingly down there s-sir..” whispering out softly, you feel tears welt in your eyes- but have the slightest clue as to why. it all was so immense. this built up frustration rising within you out of nowhere, you become inpatient for it- whatever it was
“please help fix it”
your weak cry of desperation of what seonghwa felt inside him as well made his decision clear. the vision of him taking away your innocence resulted in his cock to twitch against your skin. leaving some pre-cum to sit just below your belly button as his tip brushes the flesh.
“anything for you doll” and with that, seonghwa angles his hips up with your slick entrance.
unlatching his lips from the sensitive skin just below your ear, he brings his face to hover just right over yours. the redness spread across your cheeks, and the wet trails slightly leaking from the corner of your eyes gave a deep sigh to fall out of his mouth.
you were beautiful
feeling his tip prod at your entrance, you clench around nothing in anticipation- the close proximity of your faces and bodies not helping such feelings of lust.
inching his mouth closer to yours, finally colliding your lips together- seonghwa pushes into your heat, and the sensation alone melds both of your moans together.
the softness of your lips, so warm and sweet- he barely nicks the skin and suckles the blood that leaks so sweetly from you. the boost of the liquid spreads through his body, and you feel as if his cock gets larger while penetrated between your walls. making you tighten for friction.
slipping his tongue past your lips, he leaves no spot untasted. examining every corner of your mouth, swallowing the shared spit and the mewls he gulps down with it.
once adjusted, seonghwa begins to slide himself out of you slowly, and carefully inserts back in- testing the easiness. finding out you’re ready for him, his hips snap forward and you’re knocked down on the desk. slipping off his mouth with a high pitched moan.
“mngh o-oh!”
arching your back, the tip of his cock pounds deep within you, a feeling you’ve felt like none other. it was addicting, and you wanted all of it
watching your body from above, seonghwa growls out from the view- your breasts bouncing in rhythm of his thrusts, the sound of your skin slapping against each other’s wetness. the taste of your blood still on his tongue and he swallows down the remaining essence- watching the ruby color on your lips drip down to the corner of your mouth.
“fuck y/n” his eyes fully turn red in the intense moment of conjoining.
the groan of your name shoots your eyes open, shocked because it is the first seonghwa has said your name. you had no idea he even knew it, since he only had been calling you ‘pet’ or ‘doll’.
but the fact he voices out to you, the tightness inside your abdomen jolts, and you cling yourself back against his chest that is covered in a cold dampened shirt. and his pace quickens
choking out a breath of air, your legs begin to quiver and he brings them together behind his hips with one hand.
his cock rubbing against the extremely sensitive bundle of nerves hidden deep inside repeatedly, you once again hang your head back limply. crying out in pleasure you feel yourself come close to this haze of euphoria.
“please, s-seonghwa bite me!”
your little voice howling such huge meaning- the vampire fucking you into oblivion let’s out a grunt as his jerking hips stutter and his cock throbs
baring his fangs, seonghwa dives animalistically into your neck. biting you by the throat. the feeling of his sinking teeth break the knot inside you with a big spark. and you feel like you’ve entered cloud nine. pleasure washes over you- all flooding from his fangs devouring the running stream of your hot blood. you orgasm hard around him, shaking intensely. you’ve never been in such a state
the taste of you, so electrifying and erotic- seonghwa moans into your flesh, the sensations dwelling straight to his cock.
your clenching walls, spasming with your high- he gives one last hard thrust deep into your pussy. and with the pumping of his member, seonghwa shoots his load in you. unloading himself, he let’s go of your neck with a deep guttural moan. your blood trailing down his chin, dropping down onto your breasts.
spurting the last of his cum, you whine from the full feeling- until he pulls out.
the both of your releases spill out of your used hole and onto the floor beneath you. the sensation so odd, yet pleasant.
focusing your sight back onto his face, you realize the amount of blood just on him alone and you feel yourself go light headed.
becoming aware how you start to lose consciousness from his high, seonghwa sits you up straight and holds your face in his hand. his breath coming over your cheek gently as he whispers with affection
“what happened to you following the rules i gave?”
hearing his cheeky remark, you can’t help but smile faintly and let a little tired chuckle out -ending with a smirk
“i thought this was considered an appropriate occasion s-sir~”
maybe it was. since he had just taken your virginity- the moment makes seonghwa laugh to himself,
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sorry if i didnt include the member that you wanted,, 😕 also,, it's obvious how im whipped for seonghwa and @galaxteez’s writings 🙈 it's my first time tagging so many good writers at a time im scared
So, last night, I was getting ready to go out with my boyfriend to a dance at my school (which was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales) and, I had a nice black vest and a nice white shirt, and my uncle had just came home the other day from the mine (my uncle is homophobic and he has abused me many times throughout my child hood) and when I had came out of my room to show my memere how nice I looked, my uncle was in the room that i thought my grandma/memere would be in (she was downstairs doing laundry), and he asked me why I wasnt wearing a dress.
my memere and dad both know that I am transgendered and they respect that, however, my uncle does not, and he did not know.
so I decided to sit down and tell him the truth.
he listened carefully and quietlly through all of it, but at the end of my explanation he had said, “I didn’t raise you to be fucked up.”
I agreed, I am a huge mess, I have been for years, but my sexuality and gender identity is not a fuck up, so I argued with him.
he got to a point where, after so many months of piece, he slapped me.
and threw me to the ground and kicked me in the stomach, of course I had puked, and it hurt, a lot.
he grabbed me by the shirt and asked me, “are you a girl”, I said no, my sex is female, but my gender is male..and he dragged me to his room.
he once had a big dog, and he made that dog wear an eletrical dog collar, and weve always kept it in his room, because we dont need it (my uncle killed the dog), he threw me onto the bed and said,” ill ask you one more time, are you a girl” I said no.
held grabbed my wrist, and held onto it tightly, I have a bruise from how tight he was grabbing it, and he pulled out the dog collar, threw me back onto the bed, sat on me, and put the collar on me… then he began yelling, are you a girl, you are a girl, are you a girl, you are a girl, and my response of course was no, no, no, I am male, I am male.
whenever I said that, he would shock me, and it was /hell/.
I was screaming, which only caused the shocks to get worse and worse, and then he said, “do you want to find out how faggots have sex!?” of course I already know this, but still I said no no no no stop stop stop.
my memere had finally heard me and came rushing to the bedroom, and tried to make my uncle stop, but he pushed her down, and thanked god she was okay.. since shes very fragile and all.
she then ran back to the stairs to call up my dad, and oh boy did he run.
he ran up stairs and shoved my uncle away from me and started fighting with him, yelling, punching, kicking, and such so on.
my memere got the collar off of me and brought me into her room, and after my dad and uncle were done fighting, my uncle had grabbed the things he needed and left, shouting a few insults at us.
we called the police today, but they cant find him.
we dont have money for a lawyer, all we have is a counsellor, im not going to ask for money, all I ask for is support.
I dont know what this will do, but please spread this around, this has affected me and family members greatly. I was taken to a hospital today to check if there was any damage on my insides that we dont know of and thankfully there was no damage, just scarring, emotionally and physically. i had a horrifying nightmare relating to this as well.
If you have abused somebody, raped somebody, insulted somebody, in any way possible, I hope this can somehow change your way of heart, and realize how much this can horrify a person, and ruin their lives. it made my life 97x worse than it already is.
warning: insecurity, slightly mature themes, comfort, fluff, minor nudity, the slightest bit of smut if you squint.
pt. 2 ateez , the txt one is here :) this is pretty long so i will make a maknae line soon. here is the hyung line.
♡ hongjoong ♡
such a kind and gentle lover
he helps push you out of your insecurities slowly but surely with his patience and never ending assurance
hongjoong loves the natural beauty your stretchmarks give you, but he knows you don’t see the same
you had quite a few marks on the center of your back, and though you disliked them, you trusted him with your body
but it was surprising when you felt his hands slide up your shirt, bringing it up in the process
you looked over your shoulder to see hongjoong kissing your spine, right on the stretched out skin that’s taunted your self confidence
but seeing you ease into his actions was his sign to continue
he moved up, and kissed the marks behind your arms, before kissing your temple
you sighed at the soft feeling, and how he slipped his arms from under your stomach to hold you properly
“you’re gorgeous, so stunning.”
♡ seonghwa ♡
you just couldn’t handle your breasts sometimes, they weren’t perky and the stretchmarks on the sides of them made you frown
you always covered them during intimate times with seonghwa, and as much as he hated the fact that you disliked them for the scars he never pushed you
whenever it was possible, you two had self care days with each other. and this night he set up a romantic bubble bath with the candles, scents, even flower petals
you rest your head upon seonghwa’s shoulder while he had his arms around your waist from under the water
you were tense, and unable to completely relax. he wanted to help, his hands slid up your torso until they were above your ribs and just below your chest
“it’s okay.. everything’s okay, my love.” “i don’t like... they’re not pretty.” despite your protests, you still let your arms down with hesitation. but feeling your lovers warm palms against your breasts felt so wonderful
“all of you is pretty,” his thumbs slowly traced the soft dented skin, all while kissing your shoulder.
“there’s no need to hide the body i love.”
♡ yunho ♡
being with yunho has made you a more confident person overall
being constantly hyped up with every accomplishment, and having endless support really helps of course. but your stretch marks were always a burden to hope
he found them extremely adorable, and would frown each time you degraded yourself over them
of course, the ones he loved the most were the ones you couldn’t stand, and they were on your belly
he sat on the small couch in your room, watching you examine yourself in sadness while he did it in pure love. when he saw you look so displeased, he called you over towards him.
the shirt you had revealed your stomach, and as much as you loved it you hated it on yourself. this wouldn’t pass with him
he held onto your hips with his left hand while the right held onto your stomach, “i tell you all the time, but you know i love you?” you nodded, still looking upset.
“then know i love these too,” he hugged your legs to bring you closer. “if they were here or not, i would love you just the same.”
♡ yeosang ♡
he knows about insecurity, he didn’t always have high confidence in himself and it’s disheartening to know you feel that about yourself
especially when it’s a natural thing, but he understands well, beauty standards are intense
as cliché as it is, he thinks you extend over them
when things in the relationship became intimate, he guided you out of your shell slowly by praise and appreciating touches over the skin you often felt ashamed of
it was so nerve wracking, but he was so careful and it made things go smoother
you never thought a man would enjoy your thighs because of the stretched skin, but he didn’t back down on the praise
when he made it down your body, he would constantly make sure he had permission to sink further
“is this okay? alright..” following with a peck to your lips
he kissed nearly every scar along the inside of your thighs, adoring every inch of the skin and leaning up to nuzzle the faint scars on the side of your hips
I LOVE THIS SO MUCH I love how you write them so... so... the words that comes to mind and feels right to me is "delicate", which is exactly how I aspire to view and love my stretch marks 🥺🥺🥺 yay i'm so happy now 😭😭🤩🤩
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