lune

we will connect no matter what.

[shesdevotion-deactivated2024030]

let the world never forget that it’s AMERICAN weapons being used to wipe out Gaza. that it’s AMERICAN tax money funding this genocide while the AMERICAN president and AMERICAN leaders support this mass murder of innocent people. let the world never forget America has Palestinian blood on its hands

[palipunk-deactivated20260328]

Massive fuck you to everyone who is talking about Palestinians as if we’re already all dead and sharing more solidarity with our corpses than us living. “We will never forget the beautiful Palestinian people-“ how about you stop “making peace” with Palestinian extermination. My people are not going to be forgotten because we are going to live. Palestinians have already survived one genocide and have been surviving one ever since.

Do not ever let the idea that all Palestinians are going to die exist in your mind. Mourn the dead, fight like hell for the living.

[sscarletvenus]

i do not pity israel. never have, and never will.

each night that gaza experiences is deadlier than the last, as idf soldiers record propaganda tiktoks, make rave parties and grwms and fit checks, gloat over having food and water, and film themselves deriving sadistic pleasure from torturing their hostages and victims and desecrating the dead.

Palestinians have to display their martyred before the camera for you to believe the atrocities that the zionist entity has subjected them to. they cannot even mourn in private. the apartheid entity murders them in cold blood, and you deliver the killing blow by doubting them.

babies whose families have been killed will never get to know their own name.

i can't reshare a tenth of the videos and photos that cross my timeline. i have seen more dead children in the past month than i have known death my entire life.

israeli settlers burn olive trees, bomb bakeries and fishing boats, shower white phosphorus and earthquake bombs on the captive civilians of gaza. you already know about the disastrous effects of white phosphorus, but earthquake bombs were last used during ww2 to wipe out entire cities.

how holy is the land that seeks to be built over the mass graves of thousands of children? is it holier than the miracle of a child being born in this hypocritical world?

all 11 universities in gaza have been bombed. academics should be agitating right now, especially those who call themselves "decolonial thinkers." destruction of universities is a sinisterly deliberate act to sabotage the Palestinians who will survive this great catastrophe.

the act of cleansing your hands before prayer is extremely important to muslims. no part of us can remotely comprehend the grief of the mother who refused to wash her hands from the blood of her children after losing them in a zionist airstrike over gaza. "I swear I won't wash them, I won't wash my hands, how else am I supposed to sleep near my kids."

it is only both moral and right when one side defends itself. the other side are the price of war, no better than insects and cattle and sheep left to die within the four walls of the slaughterhouse.

this situation should not be up for debate, but let me finish with one final thing : do your research about Palestine. HOWEVER. you do not need a degree in middle east studies to object to an ongoing genocide. if someone outwits you in a debate about historical details and every nuance of a subject, you were and will remain entirely correct in objecting to a genocide.

may those martyred rest in peace and be reunited again with their loved ones in heaven's eternal vastness.

DO NOT STOP TALKING ABOUT PALESTINE.

glory to Palestinian resistance. from the river to the sea, Palestine will be free.

[fairuzfan]

Is there anything I can do to help Palestinians besides call my representatives and beg them to stop killing people?

This is a great question. There are a few things you can do—just off the top of my head:

BDS (Boycott, Divest, Sanction) https://bdsmovement.net/

Direct Action https://www.palestineaction.org/

Urge your University/School/Organization to put out a statement denouncing Israel

Organize a Protest/Participate in a local one

You might already be doing this but while calling your reps, tell them that as a voter, you're unwilling to support them in the upcoming election unless they urge the White House to take a stand against Israel and stop funding them

Share art/writing/films around Palestinian culture

If you're part of a union, ask them what they're doing to urge their industry leaders to take a stand against Israel + pressure the White House OR urge them to start a strike/walkout/etc if they're not doing anything already

Talk with your friends IRL about Palestine, whether in an activist capacity or watching a movie or literally anything

Reach out to a mosque to see if you can help them with anything

See if your city/state council has put out a statement in support of Gazans. If not, try to push them to do so.

Donate to Palestine Legal or Direct Action if you have some money to spare

KEEP TALKING ON SOCIAL MEDIA!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know some of these don't feel like they have as big of an impact on helping Palestinians, but we do need to make an effort not to forget their humanity in the face of continued erasure and the media's sensationalist rhetoric.

Talking on social media and posting—while not seeming like a lot—does SO much. I know in USAmerica, it's like yelling into a void, but political analysts are saying that most of the "Global South" has completely lost any amount of goodwill it may have had the past few years. Hopefully, countries will start to put sanctions and embargoes en masse on the US and Israel soon.

Our goals here are BOTH short-term and long-term. We hope for the life and liberation of the Palestinian people, so anything that you can think of might help at some point in the future is encouraged to at least try.

If anyone else has any more ideas, feel free to reblog and add on. Thank you for asking, and here is to a liberated Palestine where Palestinians can live and thrive without fear.

[luneshallshine]

more than friends. (m) | choi san

ღ " i'm catchin' you starin' again, i swear all this shit isn't just in my head. i know that we're more than ... " more than friends by isabel larosa

you and san have been friends since you were little kids, you and him just clicked in a way that no one could describe. with how lovely he was, how could you not harbor feelings for him? he was so good to your parents, your friends, anyone and anything you loved basically. you two were like glue. so when you two slept together and san became distant, you became worried that you had ruined it all. fucking alcohol.

f!reader, childhood friends to lovers, mentions of drunk sex, college!au, unrequited love but not rlly, happy ending, light angst, fluff, san's going to be irritating but he'll come around.

...

warnings for the smut: explicit, praise (both ways), mild body worship, lots of emotions (aka crying), oral sex (f and m receiving), san likes to bite n kiss, slight dirty talk but nothing too cringy, petnames (darling, my love, princess, good girl) , protected (wrap it up! you fuckers.), aftercare ofc !!

ღ word count: 3.3k

ღ a/n: i luv the singer's new ep/album so i had to write to it !! oneshot !!

♫ playing now : more than friends/butterflies/heartbeat by isabel larosa, stay/hush by ari abdul, stargirl interlude by the weeknd, & needy by ariana grande

dedicated to the loml @meifasol enjoy my luv :)

you rolled around in your bed, your head pounding, you groaned and whined from the pain. you stirred slightly and then someone else groaned, you nearly screamed your head off before your mind recognized the voice.

"... san?" you spoke, your voice hoarse.

"yea? good morning to you too," he replied, and that's when you felt his hand around your waist.

that's when you felt everything. your lower half was sore beyond repair, your throat ached and your vocal chords were tired, and you felt san's body, a mere t-shirt separating the two of you. clearly, something had happened the night before.

"let me go. i want to get up," you said, fighting against san's grip.

you two had cuddled when you were younger, but you hadn't ever since you both hit puberty, seemed like his iron grip never changed. san whined in response and you smacked his hand lightly, causing him to yelp and let go. you stood up with mild difficulty, quickly stretching yourself out before walking to the bathroom.

"what happened last night?" you wondered as you washed your face with cold water.

as you slowly woke up, your lower half suddenly felt extra bare. you shifted slightly and gasped.

"where's my underwear?!" you whisper-screamed.

you didn't have the full picture but you were sure you knew what happened last night, you and san fucked. you slept with your childhood bestfriend, but you couldn't even remember it.

"dammit, why did i drink so much? i wanna know what happened...!" you whined.

you had liked san ever since you guys hit high school, something changed in the way you looked at him. he had gotten into volleyball and started going to the gym, growing into his body nicely. sure you had liked him prior, but you were more sure of it in high school. you liked him even more now, even as san changed physically, his personality and morals never shifted, he was forever your san.

"y/n. you done yet? i needa pee," you heard his voice outside of your bathroom door.

"shit, yea, sorry," you replied, wiping your hands on one of your towels before opening the door.

seeing san now after you had deducted the two of you had slept together, he was so much more attractive. he was shirtless and had put on some sweats after you left him in your bed, his hair was messy and his face was still puffy from waking up, but you couldn't help the feeling in your heart. you really loved this man.

you walked past him and decided to try to eat something. you looked through your cabinets and fridge, deciding on something that would quell your hangover. as you ate in silence, you heard footsteps nearing the kitchen. san stood in front of you and looked at you, more awake now.

"do you remember what happened last night?" he asked, playing with the strings on his sweats.

"... no i don't. do you?" you honestly replied, what if you were wrong and nothing had actually happened?

san's face dropped, he sighed and turned around.

"i got something to do today, i'll catch you later y/n. you can call me if you need me," san spoke, leaving you alone.

ok. you two definitely slept together, if only you could remember.

you haven't seen him since that day, it's been around two weeks. he hadn't texted you at all, posted on his instagram, his friends haven't seen him at all, you were running out of clues to find him.

wooyoung said that san hadn't been to dance practice in a long time, that their teacher said that he had been sick.

yunho and mingi, san's roommates, said that he hadn't been home in a while, saying that he was visiting family in namhae.

seonghwa, san's coworker at the coffee shop you two liked, said that he had not shown up to work because byeol had gotten sick.

"that's all his friends, they're all giving me different excuses! i don't know where he could be jongho!" you whined, cradling your head.

jongho hummed deep in thought. you called over your friends jongho and hongjoong to your apartment, desperate for their advice.

"well he's definitely avoiding you," hongjoong spoke.

"thanks captain obvious," you replied, rolling your eyes.

"hey i'm just trying to help!" he yelled, offended.

"you're not very good at it!"

as you two bickered, jongho was deep in his thoughts.

"wait, you haven't asked yeosang yet. go ask him, maybe he'll know," jongho spoke.

"oh my god. you're right! thank you, you're the best!" you exclaimed, patting his head lightly before leaving the two men in your living room.

hongjoong grumbled as jongho smiled in satisfaction.

you called an uber to drive you to the gym, you knew san liked to gym around this time.

yeosang and san were gym buddies, meaning they spent a lot of time together. once you made it to the gym they frequented, you walked into the reception area.

"shit i don't have a membership, how do i get in?" you whispered under your breath.

the workers stared at you weirdly, likely wondering why you were just standing there. you quickly sat down and pulled out your phone, searching for maybe a trial membership or if you could afford one, when you heard a voice say your name.

"y/n, you're starting to gym?" it was deep and soft.

"yeosang! no, i was just looking for you!" you replied, smiling.

yeosang had just walked into the gym, likely ready to start. he laughed and gestured for you to follow him outside, you walked after him and the two of you walked into the parking lot.

"do you know where san is? i've been trying to contact him for the past two weeks but he won't answer," you asked, waiting for yet another excuse.

"... san? oh he's coming to meet me soon! you can talk to him then," yeosang said, smiling.

"oh yeosang, you savior! thank you!" you exclaimed, hugging him.

the two of you talked about nothing in particular, when a male voice called out.

"yeosang-ah! you ready?" san yelled, not that far away.

yeosang must've covered you because san didn't seem to react to your presence yet. the latter got closer and yeosang moved to reveal you, san stopped in his tracks.

"... what are you doing here?" san asked, his voice cold and distant, a tone he never used with you before.

"... 'what are you doing here?' why so cold to me, huh? what did i even do to deserve being ignored by my best friend? answer me, san!" you yelled, an unspoken frustration apparent.

the man of your desire stayed silent, avoiding your eyes.

"look at me you coward. you tell me what happened that night, if you're not scared," you tried to provoke him, "or will you stay distant and watch us drift? it is your call choi san."

he visibly gulped.

"yeosang, sorry, i can't gym today. let's go y/n, we can talk at my apartment. yunho and mingi are at a party tonight and you know how they can get, they won't be back until tomorrow afternoon," san offered his hand.

"just go. you're taking too long," you ordered, watching as he turned around and walked to his car.

yeosang waved you guys goodbye before walking back into the gym. you and san walked in silence to his car. he opened the door for you, like always, before going to the driver's side and starting the car. usually that gesture would warm your heart, but now it just confused you.

you felt like a teenager again, fangirling over any miniscule thing a guy would do for you, but then again, this wasn't just some guy, this was san.

he lowered down the music in his car as he drove, perhaps he was silently hoping you'd talk to him. the angelic sound of the singer's voice calmed you down.

"that was 'more than friends' by isabel larosa, up next is ..."

he pulled into his parking spot in his apartment complex, getting out and opening your door for you on the other side. the two of you hadn't so much as whispered a word the whole car ride. you two walked up to his apartment, you felt like you'd honestly die from the awkwardness. once you made it in, san threw his gym bag to the side before engulfing you into the tightest hug.

"i never meant to upset you y/n, i never want to hurt you ever, you're of the most important people in my life," he began, "i'm so sorry for ignoring you."

"why? just tell me if i did something. say if i did nothing at all, do you know what i've thought about while you were ignoring me like a little kid? 'i must have done something horrible.' 'something happened that night.' 'i fucked up.' 'he hates me.' all of that," you spoke, tears threatening to fall.

"no. no i could never hate you. i ... realize now that i overreacted. i don't really remember either, what happened that night, i just remember ... that we kissed at the bar. we were both a little tipsy, but i guess you more than me. you said you loved me. and i, i don't know if you were saying the truth but it didn't matter to me. i've loved for you for years y/n. years! after you said you loved me, i downed more shots and then i don't remember what happened after."

"... why did you run away?"

"i thought i messed up. that you had regretted it and-"

you grabbed his hands tightly, tugging him down and kissing him.

"please shut up. we both know what happened right? do you regret it? i don't."

"i only regret not being able to remember our first time darling," san replied.

you laughed, san smiled in response, tugging you with him to his room, walking past yunho's and mingi's.

you heard the click of the lock on san's door, as he kissed you.

"surely we'll remember tonight, right?" san asked.

—smut below.

san kisses you nice and slow, gently and loving, as he always is with you. his hands float up and down your body, almost ghosting over your skin. you can feel the slight tremor in his hands as he battles his own desires.

"you can touch me san, you can touch me now, don't worry," you whisper into his lips.

he hums and finally you feel his hands on the parts he had never touched before, the parts he had never dared to. his hands ghost over your chest, your waist, your lower back, your butt, your thighs, and back up to cradle your face.

"bed, please?" san almost whimpers, "i want you so bad. i want to see your beauty, let it imprint onto my mind. please, my princess?"

"undress first."

he frantically nods and immediately begins to take off his clothes, his eyes never leaving you as he watches you removes yours. he keeps his boxers on and you leave your panties on.

"... now?"

you nod and allow him to push you onto his bed, him caging you in his protective arms. he leans down to kiss you once more, before travelling down and he lingers over your chest.

"... can i?" san asks, you can feel his breath on your skin.

"yes, please san, i want you," you reply, relaxing into his bed.

he hums as he leans down to lay butterfly kisses on your chest, down to your stomach, cradling your thighs as he lets his lips linger on your inner thighs. you couldn't tell if he was teasing you or he was stuck in his thoughts before he opened his mouth, letting his teeth run on the inside of your thighs.

"can i bite? please?" san mutters, his voice muffled by your thighs.

"... yes you can."

san bites down gently, you can feel him humming in pleasure as he bites and kisses to his heart's content. it felt nice, yes, but he was so close to where you really needed him.

"saaan ... please touch me," you whine, pushing his head slightly away from your thighs.

"... but i am touching you darling," you can almost hear the smirk on his face, if only he wasn't muzzled by your thighs.

"you know what i mean! don't be such a tease!"

he laughs softly as he ghosts over your panties, leaving a kiss on the wet spot that has formed, causing you to shudder.

"... if you don't touch me i'm leaving your bed, i mean it."

"but i want to take my time with you my love, i've been waiting for years," san says, kissing at your clothed clit.

you squirm away from his lips, shoving your panties off, watching as san's eyes never left you.

"don't you want to touch me, lover boy?"

"... i always want to touch you, my love."

"then do it, or your princess will find another prince," you smile.

he grabs your hips and pulls you closer to where his mouth waits for you, when his lips finally touch your bare clit, the jolt of pleasure you get is like no other. his lips are soft and full of love for you, you can feel it as he kisses your clit and rolls it tenderly on his tongue.

"you taste good, princess."

"worth the wait?"

"of course, your prince would've waited another decade to have you."

you know that you're not his first, he isn't yours either, but you do know that this is both of yours first time making love. the true first time.

"your princess hated waiting, you know," you reply.

"... sorry," he briskly replies before going back to your pussy.

his tongue dives into your folds, the wet sounds filling his bedroom. you can feel san rutting into the bed, low moans leaving his mouth as he gets off on your taste and the accompanying friction.

"god i can't get enough," you can hear him groan, though he doesn't separate from you far enough for you to clearly hear him.

he adds two of his fingers into you as he moves back up to your throbbing clit, but he's slow. he's so slow and gentle that you feel like you're getting rocked to sleep. of course you're not going to fall asleep, not when you have your dream man between your thighs, getting off on your taste and moaning just for you.

"s-san, saaan, i'm gonna cum, i feel it," you alert him, he hums in response, causing further simulation to your clit.

"please cum on my tongue, i need to taste you. come on, my good girl, on my tongue now."

the simulation gets too much and you cum onto his awaiting tongue, san humming in approval.

"taste so good darling, you were such a good girl."

you watch as he sits up, wiping off his mouth and chin, then your eyes drift down to his crotch. he's got a boner that anyone could see from a mile away, maybe you're exaggerating but who cares?

"can i return the favor?" you ask, looking at him expectingly.

"well, what prince would reject head from his princess? a crazy prince is the answer," he replies, taking off his boxers.

san's well endowed, nothing too cartoonishly ridiculous, but you can't say he is small, that's for sure. he giggles as you pause for a minute, just admiring his dick.

"i-i'm getting a little worried, darling. how long you gonna stare for?" he breaks your thoughts.

you laugh before moving towards him, he watches as you gently grab his dick.

"aaah... please," he moans.

"i didn't even start yet sanie!"

"i-i'm sorry! you'd be sensitive too if the girl you've dreamed of for so long was touching your dick! god please, you feel so nice already, i need you, please, i need you," san rambles, getting more whiny as he sees your mouth close around his tip, "mmh! so warm, i'm going crazy already."

you slowly lower your head onto his dick, guiding his right hand onto your head. san gently grips onto you, exhales of "oh shit" and "oh fuck" fill his room. you're slow too, but he doesn't mind as he hits the back of your throat.

"god..! yes! just like that, good girl, taking me so well."

you hum in response, causing him to flinch in surprise at the vibration it causes around his dick. he groans as you bob up and down, you zone out around his dick, getting drunk off his noises.

his eyes have never left you, he refuses to close them as he tries to imprint the sight of you deepthroating him into his mind. when you look up at him, he moans loudly and he swears he almost cums at the sight of you.

you're so focused on his dick that you don't hear his first whine of "stop", but you hear the second one and immediately back off.

"is something wrong?" you ask, wiping your mouth off.

"n-no nothing wrong. i just want to cum while i'm inside you, is all. your mouth is way too good darling," san replies, blushing.

"where are your condoms, san?"

"i'll get them, hold on, i know yunho shoved some into my cabinet a few weeks ago... here they are! come on, i wanna fuck you so bad."

you laugh in reply, letting san lay you on his bed once again, pumping his dick softly before positioning to enter you.

"you'll tell me to stop if you want to, right?"

"yes i will san."

"good girl."

he enters you slowly, you clutch onto his broad back and shoulders, the stretch so plesant and nice.

"so good sanie, you feel so nice," you moan out, causing him to kiss your neck in response.

"y-you, aah, you feel nice too. god, i won't last long, i'm sorry," san says.

"mmh that's fine, i won't last long either, just do what will make us feel good."

"of course my love."

he ruts into you roughly, the soft persona he had gone by now, your soft moans turn into loud ones as he pounds into you, rubbing your clit in circles. his moans almost overshadow your own, his eyes are mostly closed in euphoria, but he opens them to look at you.

"kiss, please kiss," san moans, leaning down to messily kiss you.

the two of you moan into the kiss, his pace gradually building up as he gets closer.

"i love you, i love you, i love you so much y/n."

you two cum at once, you almost trembling in his hold as you two ride out your highs. you look up at him and you see that tears have escaped his eyes.

"you ok sanie? too much?"

"n-no, i just, i can't believe i have you. you have me, never in my life did i think you'd find me good enough."

you tear up at that, the two of you ignore that he's still inside of you as to two cry it out.

"i love you more, my prince."

"never."

you two bicker as san pulls out and carries you to the bathroom, making you pee as he readies the shower.

"let's shower and go to sleep," san speaks, you nodding in agreement, slowly drifting off to sleep.

"can i just say i called it?" wooyoung said, almost gagging at the sight of san feeding you grapes whilst you sat in his lap.

"called what?" san asked, glaring at his best friend.

"that you too were more than friends! gosh everyone could tell! even yeosangie!" wooyoung yelled, yeosang looking at him in shock.

"i couldn't tell. i just thought you two were really good friends, but you're cute regardless!" yeosang said, causing wooyoung to whine and hit him, yeosang laughing as he did so.

san laughed and leaned to kiss you.

"i am so glad you love me."

okok, this is my first actual smut. don't come for me.

ღ lune

[luneshallshine]

✂ instructions unclear. (fin) | android!san

ღ instructions unclear. (did you mean, "fall in love" ?)

july 10th, 2122

while walking home from work one day, you stumble upon an android from the world up-top, a world you were sure you would never be able to experience. once he opens his eyes, you become his master.

f!reader, fluff, minor angst, learning to love, detroit become human and ff7 references, attempts at humor

ღ word count: 3.6k

ღ taglist : @layzfeelit @ihatemynewbangs @fireheaurt @acciocriativity @lynnsqueendom @moni-cah @hwaightme @barbielibra @toxicccred

CHAPTERS: ONE TWO THREE INTERLUDE FOUR

ღ a/n: last chapter :( i hope this was a sufficient ending, but on another note, thank you so much for supporting my first ever long(ish)-fic, if i hadn't gotten any support i wouldn't have ever completed this. thank you so much my 200+ stars !!. and shameless plug but the teaser for my yeo fic is up and open!

ღ CHAPTER FIN : THE WORLD (IMPRINTED ITSELF ON YOUR HEART)

you had never been so high, above the steel sky that had shadowed the sky from you all your life. someone had told you years ago that the world up there would change your eyes forever, it would imprint itself into your mind and leave a searing scar. the world had never been so bright.

"it's beautiful, isn't it master?" san spoke, holding your hand.

words of appreciation got stuck in your throat, like someone had derailed it from the train in your mind.

the world you saw was more advanced that you had realized, had society really gotten so far over the years? how long have you been kept in the dark? there was a whole other side to the world you had grown up in and you would've gone your whole life not witnessing it, if it weren't for san.

books depicting dystopian cities where the poor people were hoarded like cattle and the rich played with them for entertainment, cities where cars were floating and accelerated beyond the speed of sound, they all seemed possible once you stepped foot upon the steel.

beautiful, that would not be the word you would use, but another word could not be found.

"yes.. it's.. it's beautiful san," you replied, squeezing his hand tighter.

seonghwa and yunho were both holding their breaths.

"the cars...! it's like star wars! when we're here and not on a rescue mission, we have to drive one!" seonghwa exclaimed, his eyes bright with excitement.

a small smile appeared on yunho's face, judging by yunho's previous ramblings, mingi would have been fanboying hard as well.

"that's a promise then, seonghwa?" yeosang asked, "i can get you a car in the future."

seonghwa nodded, smiling. yeosang laughed and started to walk, spare change jingling in his pocket. he had managed to get all four of you up there with money and intimidation, he had mentioned to you that he robbed his previous master of almost all of her expenses. yeosang had been distant from you and san for the past few hours, never holding eye contact for more than a few seconds. he was hiding something.

seonghwa pulled you away from san and you walked with him (and yunho) through the city, your eyes glistening with wonder. you held your breath as a speeding car sped past your heads, at such a speed that not a hair on your head moved. san walked steadily behind you, glancing between you and yeosang who also opted to stay behind you three.

"you're planning something," san spoke in a low whisper.

"i don't know what you're talking about," yeosang replied, his voice just as quiet.

san scowled, choosing to grip yeosang's hand.

"you're coming home with us, think about wooyoung," san gritted his teeth.

yeosang smiled in response, looking up at the sky.

"i never really liked it up here anyways," yeosang replied, a dreamy smile now on his face.

yeosang looked at san, a glint in his eyes, a determined one. he opened his mouth and said something in a hushed whisper.

"i trust you. i trust you so much yeosang," san replied, nodding.

san and yeosang walked together in silence for the rest of the trek, calming silence as the two brothers synced their footsteps.

a thin and quite honestly ugly apartment was in front of you, you figured that if you so much as punched the walls, it'd break. in a world full of magnificent well-designed buildings, this building stood out the most, it looked like it belonged in the slums.

"don't move."

you watched as san began walking up the stairs, seemingly being the guinea pig to see if there were any booby traps.

"stop. skip that step," yeosang spat, san listening immediately.

san gracefully propelled himself forward, looking at yeosang for affirmation. the latter nodded and began urge the rest of your forward, staying behind to watch your backs. seonghwa fiddled with the ring and yunho clutched his palm, both seemed tense. yeosang continued to spit out orders on how to avoid the death traps littered on the staircase, his voice not the slightest bit shaky.

"h-how are you not nervous, yeosang?" seonghwa asked, the higher you all got, the more shaky his voice became.

"i have planned this for months, it will be embarrassing to get nervous," yeosang replied, when he all of a sudden pulled your arm, causing you to scream in surprise.

"ma-y/n?!" san yelled, turning around to see you in yeosang's arms.

an arrow breezed by your face, barely missing you. yeosang did not remove his arms from you, despite the burning gaze coming from the top of the stairs.

"stay close to me," yeosang muttered into your ear.

you nodded, your heart beating quicker, you almost died. just like that. your life was almost over. all of you took more steps up, finally san reached the barricaded door.

"san, go."

san nodded and knocked on the door, clearing his throat. a quiet "who's there?" echoed from behind the door.

"this is the midgar police, we're here with a warrant out for the owner of this residency. can we come in?" san made his voice deeper, a demanding aura coming from him, "i am lieutenant anderson, my partners are also here."

sounds of locks being opened could be heard, the door slightly creaked opened, you saw bright orange hair peek through the door.

"mingi..," yunho whispered, breathy and shaky.

"hello, are you the owner?" san asked.

the orange hair tussled, signaling a head shake.

"she isn't here right now, but i can get the person in charge," they replied, to which san nodded.

the door was left ajar, a signal chain keeping you all from entering. you could hear a distant "hyung!" come from inside, and the footsteps reaching the door.

"police..? why would they.. hello! is there a problem?" a new voice rang out, you felt seonghwa reach for your hand.

"yes, we have complaints from your downstairs neighbors of constant loud ruckuses and suspicious behavior, can we come in to take a look?"

you saw the man nod, unlocking the door. san walked in and beckoned the rest of you, once yunho and seonghwa walked into view, the orange hair darted towards you guys.

"yunho! you came!" mingi cried, gripping his best friend tightly.

"... mingi.. you remember me," yunho relaxed.

"of course i do, of course i do."

the other man stood still and merely stared at seonghwa, the led on the side of his side flickering yellow.

"hongjoong..."

the man shut his eyes as he clutched his head, groaning in pain. seonghwa panicked and tried to run over, but mingi blocked him.

"don't!" mingi yelled, clearly knowing something.

the latter pushed all of you away from hongjoong, who had since opened his eyes and turned around.

"no. no, don't you dare!" yeosang yelled, pushing past mingi and tackling hongjoong the ground, "don't push that button!"

"that button alerts her, we can't let him push that!" san yelled, barreling after yeosang.

yeosang and hongjoong began to wrestle, the two showing no mercy and yeosang tried his best not to injure hongjoong. a glaze had come over hongjoong's eyes as he flipped yeosang over, holding the device that had the button on it. it was a black remote with a red button on it, quite the stereotypical device, as mingi blocked the three of you with his body, you watched as hongjoong raised the remote,

and slammed it onto yeosang's face, the force collected into a giant ball of energy and you heard a crack. that's when you got a look at his hand, there was no ring.

"get off of him!" san yelled, shoving hongjoong and proceeding to get into their own fight, the strength being more equal.

wooyoung's face flashed into your mind, you too found yourself pushing past mingi, rushing to yeosang's aid.

"yeosang oh my god, can you hear me?" you asked, seeing yeosang stir in pain.

"y/n.. it hurts," yeosang whined, cradling the side of his face.

"oh, i know it does yeosang. here, i'm going to try and carry you, okay?" you spoke, taking the surprisingly frail man into your arms.

you dragged him away from the two fighting androids, looking up and seeing that neither appeared to really be struggling.

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it hurts.

this fight, it hurts, i heard y/n's scream when hongjoong struck yeosang's face, and that hurt me too.

it hurts.

but i can't stop, i promised that i'd bring them home.

it hurts, but it must be done.

i don't want to see anyone cry, i don't want to see her cry.

hurt.

want.

i'm scared too, what if i lose?

i'm scared, it hurts, but i want to win.

i want to protect everyone, protect her.

scared, hurt, want.

...

mingi ripped off a piece of his shirt to cover yeosang's face and seonghwa was crying at this point, conflicted on if he could even be angry at hongjoong.

"the ring," you spoke, pointing at seonghwa's hand.

"ring..?"

"yes, the ring! you need to show hongjoong, snap him out of this!"

seonghwa freezes, his hands shaky.

"i'm scared. that's... that's not hongjoong, it can't be!" seonghwa choked.

a loud grunt caught your attention, you looked behind you to see san cradling his stomach. panic fills your system as you turn back around and grabbed seonghwa's hand, ripping the ring off.

"then i'll do it, san will die at this rate," you said, your legs shaky as you stand back up.

san locked eyes with you and spotted the ring, he nodded as he moved to grab hongjoong's left wrist, moving to pin him down. at the sight of hongjoong pinned down, pain flashing into his eyes, the man behind you couldn't hesitate any longer. seonghwa grabbed the ring back, sprinting past you to hongjoong.

"hongjoong.. remember this? here, i don't know where you put yours, but here's mine," seonghwa whispered, a sweet and soothing tone as hongjoong wrestled against san's hold.

the ring slipped onto hongjoong's ring finger, his led turning yellow before he started to moan in pain.

"my head, my head, seonghwa..!" hongjoong cried out, exasperated.

"i'm here hongjoong, i got you," seonghwa hugged his friend, the two crying.

the atmosphere calmed down as san and yeosang cradled their respective injuries.

"when.. when i would say hyung's name, he was programmed to react violently like that. i was so scared to say his name, she would warn him to attack if anyone were to use his name..," mingi spoke, yunho's arms secured around him.

"bastard," seonghwa cursed.

"the scissors.. you have to use them now," yeosang all but whispered, his voice laced with pain and anguish.

you reached for your pocket and handed the scissors to mingi, who smiled at you.

"take it out, you can do it mingi," yunho encouraged gently, watching as his friend raised the scissors and removed his led successfully.

san handed hongjoong a pair of tweezers, the tension between them completely gone. hongjoong hastily ripped out his led, clearly tired and fed up with the whole thing.

"she's coming, i pressed the button a long time ago. she's coming," hongjoong choked out.

"you what?" you said, disbelief evident in your tone.

"we have to go then, come on, wooyoung and jongho are waiting for us," san spoke, looking behind you.

mingi and yunho nodded, lifting up the weakened yeosang. the latter gently pushed the two giants off, standing up on his own. he cradled his wound and looked forward.

"leave, we have to leave before she comes, there's a back entrance, it's too risky to go through the front," yeosang said.

hongjoong gave the tweezers back to san, who only looked at them blankly, debates going on in his mind. your group of people began to move as per yeosang's instructions, a silence that was heavy fell upon you all. suddenly, san perked up, seeing the exit.

"yeosang..," san choked out.

"ok."

yeosang shoved all of you out of the door, not allowing you to protest before he slammed the door shut.

"yeosang?! what are you doing?!" you yelled, "this isn't fucking funny!"

you pounded on the door, but you were unable to fight against san as he dragged you away. the rest of the group were confused but judging by san's stoic expression, this was planned.

"let's go back," he spoke, still restraining you.

"yeosang, what about yeosang, he-"

san tenderly kissed you, cradling the back of your head, wiping away the tears that had begun to fall.

"don't cry my y/n, trust in me, trust in yeosang," san smiled at you.

yeosang never planned to come back with you all.

wooyoung was not pleased, suffice to say. you laid with him on your bed, cradling him like a baby as he wept.

"yeosangie.. my yeosangie, why did you..," wooyoung whined, after you and san broke the news.

"you two planned this, why?" you asked, you couldn't believe it.

"... yeosang felt responsible. he was the one who kidnapped me, mingi, and hongjoong, as well as the ... others. the ones that got destroyed early on. he wanted to atone. he knew she would come back and blow up the apartment to destroy any evidence, he wanted to stay behind to make sure she wouldn't get away unscathed. he wanted to avenge everyone, even if he got hurt."

"... he's so cool, really," wooyoung muttered, laughing dryly, "of course he wanted to go out like a hero."

wooyoung fell asleep in your arms, leaving just you and san.

"watch me."

san spoke as he lifted up the tweezers, pulling out his led. for a second, san froze, nothing appearing to happen. then, he hunched over, groaning in pain, cradling his head. he must've sensed you moving because he put up a hand to signal you not to get close to him.

"don't."

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"san! mom's been asking where byeol went, do you know where that kitty went?"

"byeol's with me! we were cuddling!"

san watched as a girl who looked similar to him popped her head into his room, looking down to see a siamese cat purring on his chest. this was his family, this was his home. was.

"y/n. y/n, where is she?"

"who are you talking about? a girlfriend?"

"...not yet."

"whaaat?! you didn't tell me you liked anyone! tell me about her!!"

"she's... interesting. i love her apartment, it's... it's small and her neighbors get rowdy at night, but her presence is just so comforting, i felt a connection with her that i can't explain. i've never been in love before so maybe i don't know what i'm talking about," san sighed, petting byeol absent-mindedly.

"it'll take time. for now, wake up. you know where we are, don't you? you can come home, we're all waiting for you."

i open my eyes to y/n staring at me patiently, wooyoung fast asleep in her arms, i want to replace wooyoung. her warmth and arms should only be for me to experience, as i have so far. i want to be in that bed with her. i want her.

"i ... i want you y/n, so bad," i say, studying her expressions as she processes what i said.

"still? even after you got your memories back?"

i nod, i stand up and near y/n. her beautiful eyes stared back at me, conflict swimming in them. once i am basically touching the bed, i lean down and kiss her tenderly. her lips aren't perfect like a doll's, but what do i know? she's my first everything.

"i have to go home. they're waiting for me."

"ok. go. come back when you want to, i'll be waiting. i will always wait for you," she smiles at me warmly, reaching up to touch the side of my face that is now freshly void of my led ring.

"i know you will," i reply, backing up, "goodbye, y/n."

she merely waves me off, i bite my tongue to quell my hesitation. i turn around and walk out the front door.

i'm going home.

july 10th, 2123

"y/n! how's your new job treating you?" wooyoung yelled, leaning over his trustworthy counter.

the name "seventh heaven" shined brighter than ever, maybe it is because of the man who stands next to wooyoung.

"yeah! i heard you quit and left yunho and seonghwa behind!" hongjoong yelled, smiling.

"oh shut up! i did not! they have new jobs too!" you yelled back, laughing, "how's the studio by the way?"

"she's just fine! renovations are taking way longer than i expected but i can kill time by working here. you gotta answer our question though!"

"haha ok, my new job is really really boring! i hate corporate jobs! but the pay is great!" you replied, lightheartedly.

wooyoung and hongjoong laugh, wooyoung hitting hongjoong lightly. you looked down at your watch and gasped.

"i'm gonna be late to my meeting! i'll come back later tonight!" you exclaimed, waving the two men off.

"take care y/n!"

you arrived at the train station, breathing heavily as you clutched your materials. your hands struggled to hold all of your stuff, but you felt the weight of everything leave your arms as someone took most of the stuff away. you looked up and smiled.

"seonghwa! you're going this way too?" you asked.

"my company scheduled a meeting at the main shinra building this morning, said we had to watch a special presentation, presented by the lovely and hardworking miss y/n."

seonghwa smiled at you.

"i can't wait to watch what you have planned," he said, "you got this!"

seonghwa had been by your side whilst you maneuvered your new corporate job, he had confessed to you a while ago, and took your rejection like a champ.

your heart had already been imprinted onto another, seonghwa accepted that.

"watch me! i won't disappoint!"

he laughed.

"my eyes will never leave you."

jung wooyoung ...

the sun is setting now, hongjoong had been helping me run seventh heaven as his studio got renovated, his help made life a lot easier.

"almost closing time? i hope not! i still want a drink!" a female voice rings out from the darkness.

"y/n! you're back! whatcha feeling tonight?" i shouted back.

"something hard! my presentation went amazing according to seonghwa!"

"... seonghwa would never insult her," hongjoong giggled under his breath, making sure y/n didn't hear his comment.

i pinched him lightly and got to work on y/n's drink.

she sat down roughly on the barstools, her bag falling onto the floor. she started small talk with hongjoong, her voice almost dancing with excitement.

i finished up her drink and placed down in front of her.

"here you are! a cosmo canyon, on the house y/n, good job today," i smiled, watching as she bubbled with excitement.

"yay! thank you wooyoung," she giggled as she drank.

days like these, where y/n dropped by and smiled as earnestly, made me think of yeosang. a part of me hoped still, that he'd just show up and joke with me again. i had just gotten him back and right after, he was stripped away from me again.

"wow! that hit the spot! thank you wooyoung, gotta go home now.. and .. get ready for tomorrow..," she slurred, standing up and grabbing her bag before waddling off.

i usually had a tinge of worry in my heart, but tonight felt safe.

hongjoong and i wiped down the countertops and machines, getting ready to close. the machines whirring slowed down and it was just the ambient sound of the night, the slight chatter of bugs and children staying out late comforted me.

hongjoong bid me goodbye as he walked back down, leaving me to turn off the sign. that would kill the light source for the night, i locked the door behind me and reached for the switch.

"aw, closed already? what a bummer wooyoungie," a deep voice resonated into my heart.

i whipped my head to my left, watching as a man walked into view, he looked like an angel.

"yeosangie.."

he laughed softly, running towards and bear-hugging me.

"you made it," i sniffled.

"you had to trust me," yeosang said, sniffing the top of my head, "i am all yours now."

i cried as the two of us enjoyed each other's company.

your head is cloudy as you walk your usual route home, you passed by all the alleyways and a pain in your heart appeared. would he ever come back? every night, you'd pass by that alleyway in hopes he'd appear again, in hopes he would come back to you. today marked the one year anniversary of your world being changed forever.

in hopes he'd keep his word.

you made to your apartment complex, sighing as you fixed your clothes incase you were to pass by your landlord. you walked up the stairs and kept your eyes down, the lights being too bright for you. you made it to your door and got your keys out, when you felt something watching you.

it was dark out and you hadn't exactly paid attention to your surroundings. you turned around and noticed an unfamiliar man hiding behind a corner, waiting for you to unlock your apartment. your breath hitched. what do you do? you turned back around and fumbled with your keys to unlock the door, hearing footsteps near you, you felt the brief brush of hands on you before a graceful force covered you.

"hands off. she's not interested."

the creep grumbled some words before backing off.

"san! you're back!"

"of course i'm back, my heart is imprinted onto yours."

... aaand that's a wrap ! does this warrant an epilogue? :) this was going to have a really sad ending but i'm a sucker for happy ones so...

ღ lune

[luneshallshine]

✂ txt as kinks (m)

ღ a/n: another attempt at smut... i hope this turns out better..!

click here for the ateez version :)

minors n ageless blogs do not interact please! afab!reader (use of female terms)

ღ yeonjun, soft dom

♫ playing now : the best i ever had by limi

corruption kink

he's definitely not a virgin

man carries himself too hard to be a virgin-

he will RELISH in the chance to corrupt his partner

be their first and be the only one to fuck their cunt

will treat you so sweetly!

it will be a different type of feeling for yeonjun, like he's never liked fucking someone so much

until you <3

will teach you everything he knows and help you be more confident

wants to be your one and only

"my sweet angel, my darling, i'll make this feel so good, you will want more.."

sensory deprivation (giving and receiving)

PLEASE

i was staring at my screen and then i thought of him with a blindfold

will love figuring out your sensitive parts

teasing you

and overstimming you while you can't see him

will kiss you a lot when he covers your eyes

a LOT of dirty talk

prepare to be teased for a long time..

"if only you could see how hard i am for you, here, let me rub against you.. feel it now?"

ღ soobin, switch (leaning sub)

♫ playing now : babygirl by maeta

free use (receiving)

now, this has be when he FULLY trusts you

he is desperate to please and will offer this to you when he feels safe

has to establish a safe word

once you guys are settled

he will allow you to do anything

want to fuck him while one of his members is asleep in the same room?

want to fuck him when he is on call with yeonjun?

want to fuck him when he is getting ready to go on stage?

he will not say no

"right here baby...? okay let me lock the door.."

nipple play/breast worship (giving)

a total tits guy..

i am not going to lie on this site

he will toy with your breasts for as long as you'll let him

he will kiss them and shower them with love

might give them more attention than your cunt-

he just loves them

doesn't care about size

just wants to kiss them and wants his hands on them

will love watching your chest as you two make love

"so pretty, it's always like your breasts ask for my touch.."

ღ beomgyu, switch (leaning dom, bratty sub)

♫ playing now : alone with you by ashlee

taking pictures

will whip out his dick his polaroid camera and spend a lot of money making sure he always has film

loves taking photos of you on your knees

his dick in your mouth

will keep it in his wallet

would put in his phone case but too many people might see it

and only he should be able to look at you like that

"pose for me darling, my dick looks so nice in your mouth, say cheese.."

pain kink (hair pulling) (receiving)

i'm not over emo beomgyu

no moa is

he loves you pulling on his hair as he eats you out

it makes me know that you like what he's doing

will groan and whimper

leans into your touch

wants you to be rough when he's feeling subby

"mmh? does it feel that good angel? tug it more, i like it."

ღ taehyun, soft dom

♫ playing now : red lights by stray kids

strength kink

he doesn't work out for nothing !!

he's been wilding more lately and his muscles are getting ridiculous

he would want to manhandle you, prove me wrong (you can't)

wall sex...

SOFT wall sex

yes

<3

"hm? no you're not heavy at all, don't worry angel."

marking (receiving and giving)

idk why but i feel like tyun is a possessive typa guy

not in the way that he wants to mark you

but that he wants to be marked up

would show it off nonchalantly

like at the gym

omg..

would go workout with you and take off his shirt to show off all the marks you left

so no one will bother you both

omg !!

"yeah, i know they're staring. you did such a good job last night angel."

ღ huening kai, switch (leaning sub..)

♫ playing now : heaven by taemin

praise kink (recieving and giving)

this sweetie :(

he wants to know that you like what he's doing !!

will praise you just as much but he loves loves loves getting it too !!

after every major action he does, he'll look at you

silently asking for reassurance

will ask you afterwards if everything was ok

be honest with him

when you praise him, he gets a warm feeling in his tummy

will do everything to get your approval

"is this okay..? it is? great, i'll do a little more then.."

joi (jack-off-instructions) (receiving)

do

not

ask

i just got this vibe

ok im fully on this sub!hyuka train

like i have said

he's eager for validation and praise

so he'd listen to you order him around

bonus if you're out of reach

just imagine him listening to you so well that he doesn't even realize he came a minute ago

"like this? o-okay.. yeah it feels really good, more.. i wanna do more.."

i'm getting better at this 18+ stuff, let's gooo !

ღ lune

[luneshallshine]

✂ instructions unclear. (4) | android!san

ღ instructions unclear. (did you mean, "fall in love" ?)

july 10th, 2122

while walking home from work one day, you stumble upon an android from the world up-top, a world you were sure you would never be able to experience. once he opens his eyes, you become his master.

f!reader, fluff, minor angst, learning to love, detroit become human and ff7 references, attempts at humor

ღ word count: 3.1k

ღ taglist : @layzfeelit @ihatemynewbangs @fireheaurt @acciocriativity @lynnsqueendom @moni-cah @hwaightme @barbielibra @toxicccred

CHAPTERS: ONE TWO THREE INTERLUDE

ღ a/n: second to last chapter ;-;, i'm suddenly sad at letting this baby go, but i am starting a seonghwa fic and a yeo fic very very soon, you can ask me to be on the taglist :)

and, imo you must read the interlude before continuing. this is quite the lengthy chapter, took me a long while to plan everything out.

ღ CHAPTER FOUR : A STIR (SOMETHING IN ME SHIFTS)

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something in me is shifting, i can feel it. ever since i locked eyes with that man, i can feel something beat and stir within me. his eyes widened and he dropped a shot glass, he all but leaped over a counter and i felt san drop me so the man could hug me.

but that's not just any man, that's wooyoung. my best friend and the person that kept me going, the reason i even dared to escape.

"yeosangie.. you're alive..!" wooyoung exclaimed, i felt tears on my clothes.

wooyoung let go of me to cradle my face, there's a nostalgic look on his panicked face, his fingers traced over my wound.

"okay, i was not expecting this reunion at all, but yeosang is bleeding out of his stomach right now," san said, breaking the moment.

"he's WHAT?!" wooyoung screamed, and that's when i smiled.

i had missed this, missed him.

just then, a gentle force pushed wooyoung away from me and i was met face to face with "y/n", her face contorted with confusion.

"it's you. the blood oath."

i locked eyes with her and i knew san was so enamoured with her, but i felt another-worldly connection with her. an emotion such as love wouldn't describe the pull i felt, the pull was there with wooyoung too.

it was,

it had to be,

fate.

you watched as your usually barren apartment, only inhabited by you and san for the longest time, became lively as everyone you had befriended in the slums crowded into your small and modest living room. yunho was catching up with jongho, wooyoung was hovering over san as he bandaged yeosang up, and seonghwa (who had come the minute you called him) stood behind you silently.

"seonghwa, are you ok?" you asked, watching his composure falter slightly.

he inhaled before speaking, a solemn expression on his face.

"hongjoong.. he always wanted a big family you know. around this size, made up of all his friends. i didn't know this till now, but hongjoong knew a lot of people. jongho, wooyoung, yunho, mingi, he knew them all. i'm honored that he chose me and jongho out of everyone to celebrate his birthday last year. he would've been so happy to see everyone under one roof here," seonghwa spoke.

there was a glint in seonghwa's eyes.

"yeosang, you said you knew where hongjoong and mingi were?"

"... yes. i can explain once— ouch san! once san stops touching my wound with his fingers," yeosang bit back a curse as san applied pressure.

"... sorry yeosang."

your old clock ticked in the background, the silence was calming, the slight pitter-patter of the rain and the chatter of the night-goers, it all calmed you.

"um, how do you two know each other?" you said, pointing to yunho and jongho.

"jongho worked at the restaurant before you, y/n, he left and then you came. i guess he never mentioned that to you, huh? he and i kept getting confused for one another, i used to joke with him that that's why he left, haha," yunho explained.

"it was not. i met hongjoong after singing at seventh heaven one night, he said my voice caught his ear, he made me the vocals in his beats from then on. we ended up being quite the succesful duo so i quit my job, around that time, hongjoong met mingi," jongho followed up, causing you to nod.

"i'm done," san spoke, turning around and walking to you.

seonghwa moved away from you and went to stand by yunho and jongho, san rested a hand on your waist, staring at how yeosang sat up with the assistance of wooyoung.

"explain yeosangie, to the best of your ability," wooyoung spoke, holding yeosang's hand.

"... hongjoong and mingi are up-top. they got kidnapped, ... i kidnapped them. i was ordered to, my master... no. that woman wanted more guinea pigs because san escaped. ... i guess i should backtrack, huh?" yeosang asked, causing everyone to nod in agreement.

"that woman is one of the greatest minds in our modern society, she has created countless inventions and she is incredibly intelligent. but she is what most could call, "a mad scientist". she created the advanced tools now dubbed as "androids". do you guys know what those are?"

"... yes," san spoke, looking at you before nodding at yeosang.

"androids are essentially robots, they're not human and they can basically live forever. we don't rust, we don't need food or water, we have superhuman strength and intelligence, we are basically better than humanity entirely."

"what do you mean 'we'?" wooyoung asked.

"me and yeosang are androids," san said, lifting up his hair to showcase his led, "this is how you can tell, our leds."

"before you ask wooyoungie, i ripped my led out."

wooyoung closed his mouth.

"i discovered recently that ... that woman, that monster, kidnaps humans and uses them as experiments for her android fantasy. when i met hongjoong and mingi after she had toyed with them a bit, i realized that she had stripped their humanity away. she stripped away mine."

"after a lot of thought, i realized that the led was the thing keeping me like that, it kept the computer she had installed in me running. if i could just rip it out, i could become human again. however, i had no idea if it would kill me. what if she had wired it to my heart, if i even had one anymore?"

"but i had to try. she was already brainwashing hongjoong and mingi into being replacements for me and san, she was going to trash me. being an android was never pleasant, once i realized i was once human, i could see that we were basically slaves. she was hiding her discovery of our model from the world, because she knew the process of making us was immoral."

"i ripped out the led last night, hongjoong and mingi are locked in a closet right now. we can save them, but not right at this instance. she's not exactly strong persay, but she's smart. that's the problem. i can't guarantee our success, but with me and san, it will be easier. she will be on high alert because i escaped, she was when san escaped. we can expect booby-traps and the like."

"yeosangie, that's what happened to you all these years...?" wooyoung asked, disbelief evident.

"... yes. san must have had a life before this as well, just as i did. i believe i was able to recall due to our blood oath."

"even if i did, i have a new one here. that's enough for me," san replied, grasping your waist tighter.

"... just a thought."

"so mingi is an android right now?" yunho asked, a serious look on his face.

"precisely. don't fret, he can be human again. we just need to get that led out of him and hongjoong. keep in mind they will be stronger than almost all of us combined," yeosang replied, wincing.

"i need to sleep this wound off or else i won't be of any help. y/n, can i crash on this chair?" yeosang gestured to the chair he resided on.

"oh god no! that will be so uncomfortable, i have a spare mattress, i'm not the most well-off person but that mattress will be better than that rough chair, yeosang," you said, moving away from san's grip to get the mattress.

"let me get it, y/n," san interrupted you.

it felt weird to have san call you by your name in your home, but you weren't opposed to it. yeosang and wooyoung continued to cuddle as you followed san through your hallways, he knew your apartment like the back of his hand.

"master, if i had a life before this, and i wanted to return, would you let me?" san asked, making sure the two of you were alone.

"san. of course i'd let you, it'd be cruel not to," you replied, smiling earnestly.

san stayed silent, his led ring turning yellow. he grabbed the mattress with ease and went into the living room, laying the mattress down and waiting for wooyoung to help yeosang situate on it.

"... i brought some booze from the bar, i-if you guys are okay with it!" wooyoung offered, holding a bottle.

yunho smiled slightly as he nodded, looking at you for approval.

"i doubt that yeosang will be in top condition for us to move up-top, a little drink couldn't hurt," you replied, walking to your kitchen.

wooyoung left yeosang's side for the first time that night, joining you in the kitchen.

"i never thought i would see him again, he looks just as beautiful as i remember. if i can, i want to punch that lady he mentioned," wooyoung spat.

"i agree, to think the yeosang san mentioned was our yeosang.."

you rummaged through your cabinets and pulled out some red solo cups, wooyoung watched as you blew into them to clear any potential dust. he cracked open his bottle and poured a little bit into each cup, making sure not to pour too much. you and wooyoung walked back out to the living room, wooyoung's free hand drifting to your lower back in silent comfort.

when the two of you walked into san's view, his piercing gaze could kill millions, and wooyoung could feel the intimidation. he quickly put his hand at his side and stepped away from you.

"come, let's drink!" you cheered, setting down the drinks.

san drfited to your side and held your waist protectively as you got more and more tipsy.

at the end of the night, san gently escorted everyone out of your apartment, jongho and yunho walking away together as they caught up, and seonghwa comforting wooyoung as they disappeared into the night.

your head pounds as you wake up, evidence of a hangover. your hands cradle your head as you sit up with much difficulty.

"master, don't strain yourself," you heard san speak, his voice close to your ear, "it's our day off, we can sleep in. yeosang is still asleep, he's alive, don't worry."

san's voice is shy of a whisper, you can feel his hands support your back as he helps you sit up. his touch is featherlight and you can't force your eyes open to look at him, so you reach for his face and cradle it softly.

you feel him melt into your touch, his cheek is soft and his skin is like glass, his hands travelled from your back to your waist.

"should we go to the bathroom, master?" san asked, his hands barely ghosting over your clothes.

your headache clouds your judgement and you move your hands to san's, tightening his hold around your waist.

"... no, just sleep. i want to sleep in," you muttered, leaning back down.

san laid back down with you, his arms routinely wrapping back around you. you had never let your guard with anyone else this much, so what was so special with san? what about him made you feel so safe? those thoughts flooded your brain and overflowed, you couldn't pinpoint the reason why, but you began to cry.

"i know. master, i know what you're feeling. it'll be okay, i will always be here for you," san whispered into your ear.

a kiss to your forehead and he began to shyly sing a song, lulling you back to sleep.

"so that no sorrow can come here, i will protect you forever, forever you are my star."

choi san ...

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y/n is sleeping, her tears have stained my white shirt, but she's stopped crying. i can feel my system nearing defectiveness, but i do not fear it. my creator warned me of this, the day that i would defect, she told i would bring havoc and chaos if i were to, that i would harm humanity, and i never want to do that.

however, now i know it was a lie to keep me obedient. i sang her a song that i distantly remembered, a song i remembered someone singing to me a long time ago, and it lulled y/n to sleep quickly.

"is she asleep?" a foreign voice entered the room.

i looked up to see yeosang, he's clutching his side but he's no longer lurched over in pain. i nodded in response to his question and put up a finger to signal that he needed to be quiet.

"it stopped bleeding, do you want to look at it?" he whispered.

"i can, does it hurt?" i replied, feeling y/n slightly stir from the rumble of my voice.

yeosang shook his head and carefully tiptoed towards the bed, his movement graceful like a puppet. once he reached me, i motioned for him to lift his shirt up.

"it looks... surprisingly alright, not as much blood as yesterday that's for sure," i said, watching as yeosang relaxed.

he pulled his shirt back down and turned around to leave, but he pivoted back to me, opening his mouth.

"i understand why you didn't want to go back. there's something about her, right?" he said, his voice shy of a whisper.

i nodded and smiled, i can feel her heartbeat steadily under my palm.

"she feels so familiar and yet not, i can't explain it," i replied.

i felt a stir from her, i guessed that the rumbling in my chest from my voice must have disturbed her.

"... san, sleep," she whined, clutching my shirt tighter.

yeosang bit back a smile and left with haste, he didn't leave without winking at me however. i shook my head and went back to cradling y/n.

the sun has gone to sleep when you wake up finally, san hasn't left your side, your head is basically imprinted on his arm. your headache has subsided and so you deem it safe enough to sit up and in a split second, san's hands moved to steady you.

"do you want to go to the bathroom now, master?" he asked.

"... yes, that'd be nice, i can check in with yeosang after," you replied, raising your hand to rub at your eyes.

san's hand shot up to stop you, he pursed his lips and let go once you locked eyes with him.

"i.. i heard it's bad to rub at your eyes.. master, sorry," he muttered, sitting up and offering you his hand.

you smiled and took his hand, as he steadied you, a figure appeared in your doorway. he was silent and you couldn't feel his footsteps at all, seeing him made you scream and suddenly there was apologies filling the air as san made sure you didn't fall.

"yeosang! you can use your silent steps here, y/n can't detect you like i can!" san scolded him, making yeosang giggle as he apologized to you.

"looks like old habits die hard."

the two old friends began conversating as san hoisted you into his arms, talking about whatever they wanted, and you could feel the brotherhood.

"tomorrow morning. we go," yeosang said, "i want to settle things with her."

san looked at you before turning back to yeosang.

"if you are okay and healed enough to fight, we can go," san replied.

yeosang nodded in acknowledgement before walking away to give you and san privacy.

"do you want to come with..?" san asked, the two of you now in the bathroom.

as you washed your face, you thought about it. you were just a mere human with little fighting experience, but you knew self-defense pretty well.

"i will always be by your side, even if i become human again, master," san spoke, a reassuring hand on your lower back.

"that's the least of my worries," you replied.

"then i've done my job well," san said, a satisfied look on his face.

all of you gathered in your living room once more, yeosang and san explaining what needed to be done to save mingi and hongjoong, all you could do was patiently listen.

"all we need to do really is to break down the door, avoid the booby traps that she has set up, but there is a huge risk of an altercation with mingi and hongjoong. who knows if they're brainwashed to that extent, me and san were able to become deviants because of our past relations to friends and family, i'm not sure if mingi or hongjoong has anything like that," yeosang rambled, wooyoung on his left holding his hand.

"mingi and i have a blood pact, just like you, wooyoung, and y/n," yunho spoke, all doubt and worry dissipated.

seonghwa pursed his lips and sighed.

"me and hongjoong never had anything like that, i only have this ring we bought together, if he still has it on then maybe...," seonghwa spoke, his voice still shaky.

"we have to try. however, it will not be wise to bring all of us, that is fair too many. me and yeosang will go, i suggest bringing yunho, seonghwa, and y/n," san spoke, "yunho because he is close with mingi, seonghwa because he is close with hongjoong, and y/n because she is close with seonghwa and yunho, she can calm them down if need be."

"my physical strength is still somewhat augmented, but i can feel it fading. i won't be of any help in a short while, we must act," yeosang said.

"if things get physical, i got it," san offered.

"our main focus is taking out the leds, we'll need scissors or tweezers, once the leds are out, they'll be free," yeosang said.

you stood up to search your apartment, san tailing close behind you.

"i want to be free too, but am i allowed to want anything, anymore?" san suddenly spoke, looking at you.

the two of you were alone in your kitchen, the silence clawing at your sanity, he stared at you expectently.

and now, could you be selfish and not want san to go? not want him to leave you?

no.

you couldn't confine him any longer.

"i have to let you go. you have a whole other life to discover after this san, it'd be cruel to cling onto you," you replied, "you are allowed to crave, desire, want anything."

he smiled, you forced back a somber one, no words were needed for him to pull you into a hug.

"i'll come back to you."

you locked eyes with him and nodded.

"i know you will," you said under your breath, the tears gushing out like waterfalls.

once the two of you grabbed a pair of scissors and some unopened tweezers, it was time to go.

our rap duo might be saved finally ! let's hope everything goes well, it would sure suck if someone were to get injured ! ... :)

ღ lune

[luneshallshine]

how have you been? (teaser) | kang yeosang

ღ how have you been? did you miss me?

you thought that once you took your last breath, you'd be able to rest in peace, that the pain would be over. however, once you found yourself opening your eyes once again, you knew the universe did not plan to let you rest at all.

gn!reader, heavy angst, hurt with very light comfort, ghost!reader, idol!yeosang, rest of atz are non-idols, mystery, implied violence/referenced violence and death, descriptions of blood and injuries, sadness :( (m sorry)

ღ word count: 468

ღ a/n: first yeo fic, and i decided to make it sad to the max, sorry not sorry, this idea has been on my mind and i've been dealing with personal stuff lately, so my mind has been down in the dumps. the next chapter of my san fic is also a wip do not worry, i just wanted to put this out in time for valentine's day. this will be a oneshot. i cannot stress this enough, this fic is littered with angst and mentions/descriptions of violence/gore, if any of this triggers you, do not read this. you can also request to be on the taglist on this post, it will be open until i post the oneshot ofc.

ღ DAY ZERO.

when you died, you ended up worrying about your introverted boyfriend more than you would ever admit. you had been the first to reach out to him and now, knowing that he was alone, you wondered if he'd ever be able to make new friends without you, if he would ever be able to move on. as you slowly closed your eyes for what you guessed would be forever, your last thought was about yeosang. would he be ok? without you? you wouldn't ever know.

or so you thought.

when you opened your eyes again, your body felt great, you had full range of motion and you could breathe just fine, it was like nothing had ever happened. the bruises on your body were gone and there no blemishes on you at all, you felt no pain at all. you looked around your surroundings and you recognized that you were in you and yeosang's apartment, it was like you never left. you were laid on your bed, but yeosang was not there to accompany you. you rubbed at your eyes and left the bed, in your heart you knew that something had to be wrong. you weren't supposed to be alive, yet you felt alive. but why? why did the universe feel the need to torment you by turning you into a ghost?

you walked around your home, seeing traces of your residency remaining. your uneaten food still on the counter (you would have to scold yeosang, there was mold for fucks sake!), your jackets and shoes still near the front door, and pictures of the two of you peppering the walls. suddenly, you heard the front door unlocking, you panicked and ran to hide, shock running through your body as you glided through the walls. you really were a ghost.

you stayed hidden as you heard someone kick off their shoes and chuck their jacket onto the floor, an unspoken rage and frustration in their actions. you looked around your hiding spot, realizing you had ended up in your bathroom. you looked around and noticed that it had gotten dirty, looks like yeosang had given up on maintaining the apartment, and you couldn't blame him. you had the bright idea to look into the mirror, but you couldn't contain the screech you let out at the sight of you. the thing is that, there was nothing, you weren't in the mirror. you really, really, had died.

in the midst of your panic and screaming, you hadn't noticed that someone had rushed to the bathroom at the sound of your screams, the door was roughly pulled open and suddenly you were met face to face with your boyfriend, dressed in a black mourning suit with tear stains on his beautiful face.

"y/n…? how are you.. why, what, huh?" yeosang spoke, pure confusion in his voice.

you shot your head up and began to cry.

"how have you been, yeosang?"

excited to finally publish this, i am so ready to hurt myself lmao. been dealing with some stuff and so expect this fic to be posted in like two weeks at least, luv you all my stars.

ღ lune

[luneshallshine]

✂ instructions unclear. (i) | android!san

ღ instructions unclear. (did you mean, "fall in love" ?)

july 10th, 2122

while walking home from work one day, you stumble upon an android from the world up-top, a world you were sure you would never be able to experience. once he opens his eyes, you become his master.

f!reader, fluff, minor angst, learning to love, detroit become human and ff7 references, attempts at humor

ღ word count: 1.9k

ღ taglist : @layzfeelit @ihatemynewbangs @fireheaurt @acciocriativity @lynnsqueendom @moni-cah @hwaightme @barbielibra @toxicccred

CHAPTERS: ONE TWO THREE FOUR

ღ a/n: maybe only two chapters left?! idk, i'm sorry this took so long... motivation said bye bye :(, i promise an actual chapter is coming !!

wanted to write an interlude to get some more insight on the side characters and our main couple, as well as to offer a respite to my world.

ღ INTERLUDE.

it's raining.

amidst the bright lights and levitating cars, there lays a barricaded apartment, accompanied with low lighting and a "CAUTION" sign on the door. the apartment itself is shabby, the windows are barred, the floor is littered with dust bunnies, there's a stench of decay in the air, and the only clean things there are the three captives.

"he's not waking up hyung, should we just escape or should we take him with us?"

"... he's human isn't he? shouldn't we take him with us?"

"human? i don't know hyung, look at us. are we human too?"

"... are we..?"

"oh shit he's waking up! quick, hide in the closet!"

two of the captives rush back into the closet, their plans thwarted once again.

the pitter patter of the rain signals that the slums will be slow today, meaning less tips for you at work. san made sure to unwrap his arms from you and to sit up gently, so as not to wake you. ever since the night of the attack, san's been sleeping right next to you, not risking letting you out of his sight.

"master, we need to get to work," san said, gently nudging you.

you stirred slightly, grumbling obscenities that made it clear to san that you were not going to wake up on your own. san smiled before carefully lifting you out of the warm covers, your arms immediately wrapping around him to conserve whatever warmth you could. cradled in his arms like a princess, he walked to the bathroom with no real haste, he found himself enjoying the domesticity. he set you on your feet once you opened your eyes and handed you a toothbrush, he did not need to brush his own, and so he passed the time by brushing his long-ish hair and tidying up the bathroom.

"done, come on and i need to do my make-up," you spoke, leaving the bathroom and hearing san rush to follow you.

he watched carefully as you softly pat your face with whatever product, watching your rough hands gently cover your face with concealer, and lightly brush your eyelashes with mascara. you put a lip product on and gently smiled at yourself in the mirror, pleased. san stared at the mirror too, not at himself, but you. everyday, you managed to stay composed, even if the threat of more of your fellow bottom-dwellers disappearing loomed in your mind.

"change out of your pajamas san, you weren't going to work like that, right?" you ordered, watching as he rushed to take his fluffy pants off.

you turned away from the mirror and went to change yourself.

taking the usual route, you passed by seventh heaven, letting out a breath you didn't know you were holding. your bright yellow ponchos shielded you two from the light rain, leading for a certain someone to notice you.

"y/n! san! good morning!" wooyoung smiled brightly, he was safe.

"good to see you wooyoung," you smiled back, looking at the clock that was hung up on the cafe's wall, "oh shit! we're late san! let's go!"

"you are?! get going then! see you tonight, let's drink!" wooyoung yelled at you two, causing the two of you to run off.

as the two of you ran, san laughed. his laugh sounded so beautiful but so high-pitched. he sounded like pure joy. happiness you hadn't felt in years, was awakened in this moment. he ran faster than you, that much was obvious, but he made an effort to match paces with you.

when you made it to the restaurant, after taking off your ponchos, san turned around and fixed your clothes tenderly. his finger barely ghosting your skin as he carefully flattened out your button-up.

"perfect," san all but whispered, a soft smile on his face.

jung wooyoung ...

choi jongho ...

rubbing the counter vigorously, wooyoung impatiently watched the clock tick. it was getting close to the time to switch to a bar, his baby (seventh heaven) had a lot of visitors today, wooyoung was pleased with business. he cleaned his coffee machine and tucked it away, looking to press the button to switch the sign from "café" to "bar".

"busy today wooyoung?" a voice asked, smooth and slightly deep.

"yes jongho! it was amazing, you should've came earlier to see rush hour!" wooyoung replied, smiling.

jongho donned a black suit, holding an equally black umbrella, his suit not the slightest bit wet. jongho spent his time at a studio, claiming that he had been taking care of it for someone, that someone being hongjoong.

"no sign of him again, huh?" wooyoung asked, seeing the downtrodden look of his younger friend.

"no.. i've been listening to his recordings, i wish he'd add his own vocals. i miss his voice," jongho spoke, holding a CD, "care to play this for me?"

wooyoung nodded quickly, removing his normal CD from his record player and replacing it with jongho's. a soft melody escaped the player, and wooyoung was lulled back to a happier time.

he imagined a pleasant scene, it was snowing and he was making a snow angel. there was someone next to him as well, someone he had not seen for a long time. he blanked on his name, but wooyoung remembered how beautiful he was.

"wooyoungie, can we stay a little longer?" a deep voice echoed through the snow.

"anything you want!" wooyoung replied, enjoying the coldness.

"good, right? hongjoong was always really talented. can't believe he hid these from us!" jongho smiled, a bitter smile.

"... it's very good, let's keep it on," wooyoung replied, his voice trembling.

"hey wooyoung, do you what day it is?"

"november 7th, why?"

jeong yunho ...

"have a good day kara, you too alice!" yunho said, getting smiles and nods in return.

the rain poured on and yunho wondered if there would be thunder. if there was thunder, would mingi be scared? yunho always made sure mingi wouldn't freak out.

yunho must've been staring out the window for a long time, because he soon felt a jab in his ribcage. he turned around to see you smiling at him, a childish glee in your giggles.

"stop daydreaming yunho, the quicker we get these people out of here, the sooner you get to go home," you spoke, "and then we can investigate some more."

yunho nodded, he couldn't argue with you. you two had been working together to investigate mingi and hongjoong's cases, only getting a little bit deeper each day.

"maybe we can make progress today! how about we go to the bar? i know you might be scared, but i'll bring san, san's strong," you spoke.

yunho remembered how he saw san carry ten plates on each hand and not one of them shook, he felt safer with san.

"promise. promise me you won't let mingi disappear without a trace, please god," yunho said in his mind, "not mingi, not him, please."

yunho and mingi were there for each other when the world took away their families, the twin giants were each other's safe spaces, but now both were without the other. yunho was okay, he had you, seonghwa, and now even san, but none of you were mingi. none of you could be mingi, and yunho hated that.

"meet me at the bar at midnight, i want to investigate then," yunho said, seeing you nod quickly.

i failed to protect you mingi, but i swear, i'll save you.

park seonghwa ...

he hasn't listened to a single song since hongjoong went missing, music just seemed to remind him that his best friend was gone. it seemed to mock him, if he had been more careful, then his best friend would be making music again.

"... are you okay, seonghwa?" a voice rang out.

seonghwa turned around to see san, they were in the back of the restaurant, seonghwa's breath turning into smoke as the cold air stayed strong.

"what if i told you, no?" seonghwa's voice trembled, from the cold air and from his own nervousness.

"i would ask you 'why?' but i know why. you're worried about him, aren't you?" san replied, taking the needed steps to get to seonghwa.

"he should be here. it's.. it's his birthday, dammit! he only told two people, and one of them was me! he should be here to celebrate it!" seonghwa yelled, kicking a bag of trash in anger.

san stayed silent, letting seonghwa vent his anger. the usually soft and mellow guy was reduced to a yelling mess, his previously neat hair was messy and unruly.

"he will come back. i will make sure of it," san spoke, and seonghwa couldn't detect any lies.

"at what cost? please san, you can't disappear too. what about y/n? she'll be sad!"

san kept his composed countenance.

"she'll be sad...?" he spoke, confusion in his tone.

"yes you two are always together! of course she'll be sad if you got hurt or were to disappear!" seonghwa yelled, pointing out the obvious.

san furrowed his eyebrows, seonghwa sighed before smiling.

"you know you're so smart and strong, but yet so hardheaded and oblivious. y/n likes you, it's so clear," seonghwa hissed, but he hid his malice.

"..."

san hummed and pulled seonghwa in for a tight hug.

"me and y/n will make sure hongjoong and mingi get back home, i swear it," san said with conviction.

seonghwa just had to trust him.

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y/n is walking with yunho to seventh heaven, i find myself lagging behind, the sound of rustling in the alleyways alert me.

he's here.

the person i have been wanting to see for a long time, finally showed up.

"... y/n! i'm going to do something really quick, do not leave yunho. okay?" i yelled, seeing y/n turn around in confusion.

she opened her mouth to say something, but yunho turned her back around and waved me off.

"i got it san, i'll keep her company."

as their shadows disappeared into the light, i turned into one of the alleyways.

"yeosang?" i said, hearing a quick rustle before a figure stumbled out of the darkness.

it was yeosang, his normally porcelain face was damaged and i could see that something was off.

"what's wrong?"

"... i betrayed her."

yeosang lifted up his hair, showing me the sides of his face. there was no more led. he was breathing heavily, clutching his side. even though he looked in pain, he felt so free.

"san, my brother, i love you. i'm sorry i hurt you," yeosang inhaled, "i know where your missing friends are."

he smiled and that was when i noticed the red blood seeping from his stomach, i lunged for him and put him on my back.

"you're bleeding..?"

"yes. i'm bleeding, i am!" yeosang replied, wrapping his arms around san's neck for support.

"i'm taking you to y/n, you can meet her. you'll see why i stayed here," san said, and he felt yeosang nod.

this felt like deja vu, wooyoung watching over you and jongho's strong voice singing, only now yunho was also watching over you, and you were waiting for san again.

"... want a drink?" wooyoung asked, no real determination in his voice.

again, you shook your head and stared at the alleyways, waiting for him. you wish you could do more to help san, but you knew he was more than capable. soon you heard heavy footsteps, a voice whispering "we're almost there, hang on a little longer.", and then you saw san.

san and someone on his back.

"san!" you yelled, running up to him.

"y/n, i'm back. i brought him too," san stepped into the light of the bar and for the first time (for you), the boy on his back spoke.

"wooyoung...?"

you heard a shot glass drop.

this accidently turned out to be a really long interlude, i intended for this to be half of what it turned out to be lmaoo. the mystery is coming out .. !

ღ lune

[luneshallshine]

✂ instructions unclear. (3) | android!san

ღ instructions unclear. (did you mean, "fall in love" ?)

july 10th, 2122

while walking home from work one day, you stumble upon an android from the world up-top, a world you were sure you would never be able to experience. once he opens his eyes, you become his master.

f!reader, fluff, minor angst, learning to love, detroit become human and ff7 references, attempts at humor, this chapter contains more horror implements

ღ word count: 2.1k

ღ taglist : @layzfeelit @ihatemynewbangs @fireheaurt @acciocriativity @lynnsqueendom @moni-cah @hwaightme

CHAPTERS: ONE TWO INTERLUDE FOUR

ღ a/n: i just noticed i hit over 120 followers, ;-;; tysm for the support ! san talks a lot in this chapter too also, i'm so sorry for the lack of replying to your comments n reposts, still new to this tumblr thing so i don't know how to reply properly ;-;;

ღ CHAPTER THREE: PRECIOUS LITTLE THING (IN HIS ARMS)

choi san ...

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y/n's walking in front of me, she smells of alcohol and light coffee beans, i can hear "jongho" packing up his stuff and "wooyoung" thanking him for coming. by the way that y/n looked at me, my condition must appear disheveled.

y/n turns around and grabs my hand, i try and focus on her heartbeat, it's slightly quicker than usual.

"are you nervous master?" i ask, watching her expression morph into something surprised.

"nervous? no i'm confused and worried, san. you ran off and came back with your clothes tattered and i just noticed a scratch on your arm! san when we get home, you have to tell me what happened."

she's holding both of my hands earnestly, her voice laced with concern, her eyes are looking at mine, she looks.. so beautiful.

san waited for you to settle down and well as to finish sewing his clothes back together. it was a nice shirt and some old jeans you had laying around that he was wearing, and being the cheapskate you were, you were determined to fix it. as the needle went through the fabric, san thought it was time to explain everything to you.

"i saw my brother, master," san spoke, "he was trying to get me to return to "our master" as he put it."

"your brother? you have one? i didn't know robots could have family," you commented, still focused on repairing his clothing, "so he attacked you?"

"he was trying to weaken me enough so he could drag me back up there," san explained, "during that fight, his hand collided with mine, and i had a surge of memories come back."

"want to tell me about it?"

"i was created in the year 2118, on october 24th. my creator was a woman, though i blank on her name, and she also created my brother then. his name was..

kang yeosang."

san's led briefly turned yellow, which you learned represented distress or a conflict in his system.

"she created us in a dark basement, and tried to hide the world from us, she would use us for some.. unsavory purposes. mainly manual labor, and at night when she was done for the day, me and yeosang would be shoved into a dark closet. unlike yeosang, i was gifted more freedom. i would be the one who would go outside to buy groceries and was the one introduced to various media. yeosang was the one she experimented on, every week she'd try a new program or change his appearance at whim, i could barely recognize him when i saw him. she changed him, and gave him a new program made to combat mine."

san rambled for a long time, telling you of the memories he had with yeosang. he and yeosang sounded like they had truly bonded at some point in time, but san couldn't remember as to why he woke up in the slums that night.

"what about CYBERLYFE? did your creator work there?"

"yes, she was one of the lead engineers, but me and yeosang were her most advanced creations, she kept calling us her precious little things. compared to the other androids, we were more human, both physically and mentally, according to her."

"what was she like?"

"... i guess you could call her "crazy", she was weirdly obsessed with appearances and strength, hence her constant experimenting on yeosang."

a pit in your stomach made you want to ask: "do you want to go back to her?", but you stopped yourself. his expression when remembering yeosang was not pleasant.

"that's enough san, thank you for telling me. come on, let's go to sleep, i'm tired," you said, watching as his led turned back to blue.

you grabbed his hand, his being a lot softer than your rough ones, him following you diligently. as you walked into your room, san's arms suddenly wrapped around your waist.

"don't send me away, please master. i'll be good for you," san whispered, his body pressed against your back.

"you're already perfect san, don't worry. let's go to bed."

you walked towards your bed, hopping in, and noticed that san wasn't leaving the room. usually he would close the door behind him and begin tidying up whatever he could, but he seemed extra hesitant on leaving.

"san? what's wrong?" you asked, sitting up on your bed.

san's led ring turned yellow, looking caught off guard.

"yeosang knows about you. he told me he would never hurt you, but he attacked me, and we're brothers.. i.. i don't want you out of my sight. it is my duty to protect you," san said, sternly.

"i see. that's ... understandable. here, you can come and lay in my bed with me," you offered, watching as san hesitated for a split second before walking calmly towards your bed.

despite the bed being a bit small, you scoot over and make enough room for the two of you. san tucked himself under the covers, first laying on his back, before turning towards you.

"..i can't sleep without holding something, which was usually yeosang, i was too embarrassed to tell you, and so i haven't bothered sleeping ever since i met you. sleeping recharges my vitals, but i can last a while without it. s-so what i'm saying is, can i h-hold you? master?" san rambled, not meeting your eyes.

"sure."

you found yourself replying without any real hesitation, you were too tired to really care, but you couldn't ignore the voice in the back of your head as san cradled your body in his arms.

doesn't he seem too human?

you and san walk towards the restaurant, he seemed weirdly excited to begin working. san still did not tell you how the encounter ended, but given that he was fully functional when he returned, you're guessing he either won or it was a draw.

"today is the day when kara comes to eat lunch with alice, i'm glad you get to meet them san!" you said, trying to ignore it and move on.

you still needed to make ends meet, but now you had to account for san's wellbeing as well. you couldn't stop working just because you have a target on your back, if you died, at least you wouldn't have to work anymore.

you made it to seventh heaven, seeing wooyoung just about finishing up opening.

"y/n! oh thank goodness, you're safe!" he yelled, running towards you and hugging you.

san watches with careful eyes as wooyoung cradles you in his arms, an uneasy feeling settled into san's stomach. as wooyoung released you, san swooped right back to your side.

"thank you for protecting y/n, wooyoung, i appreciate it. really."

wooyoung smiled as san bowed to him, you watched the scene and you were glad wooyoung was comfortable around san, knowing how jealous he got when you made new friends. he would never tell you, but wooyoung would feel lonely whenever you would go and play with anyone else.

"i would protect y/n with my life, we made that promise a long time ago."

san's eyes narrowed, smiling softly.

"i'm so glad," he replied.

you two waved goodbye to wooyoung, promising to come back for a drink that night. san looked as though a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

"i like wooyoung," san said, "he cares for you."

"me too san, me and wooyoung have been by each other's side for a long time. we did a blood oath years ago, with one of wooyoung's old friends, but i can't remember his name. it was so long ago and that friend soon moved away. in the slums, you live life like it's your last everyday. have you ever heard of carpe diem?"

"yes, i'm guessing that you follow that ideal?"

"precisely, i want to live life passionately until my body stops working, when i can work, i'm as good as dead."

when the two of you made it to the restaurant, you and him walked in to see yunho and seonghwa yelling at each other in a furious manner.

"how could you let that happen?!" yunho yelled, a wave of anger you had never seen before.

"it's not my job to babysit that fucker, he's your best friend isn't he?! how was i supposed to know he'd get lost?! not to mention, hongjoong's also been missing, he's MY best friend, i don't have the capacity to worry about yours!" seonghwa yelled right back, neither showcasing any desire to back down.

"what's going on here?! customers are going to trickle in at any moment, you two better kill this right now or else i'm kicking you out," you spoke up, san close behind.

yunho and seonghwa looked at you in surprise.

"we can talk about this after work, but not when you're on the clock. come on now."

seonghwa and yunho let out short breaths, both tired from the constant shouting. they looked at each other, a silent truce agreed upon before yunho went into the kitchen area to gain some space.

you and san finished getting ready, you told san to go out front and have seonghwa help him, as you went to go ask yunho what happened.

"yunho, what happened? you're crying," you asked, watching as he let his salty tears fall onto the cutting board; forgotten lemons to the side.

"y-you remember mingi? he and i have been friends as long as you and wooyoung have, w-well he went missing last night when me and seonghwa were out drinking with him. he gets lost easily and i was in the bathroom, i told hwa to watch him and before i knew it; he was gone," yunho bit back a wave of tears, "i don't want to blame seonghwa, because he was as drunk as me, but then i saw him this morning and i got angry."

"once you two go on your lunch break, you two will talk it out. okay? i'll see if me and san can help," you said, watching as yunho's eyes ran over your face to see if you were lying.

when he decided you weren't, he embraced you tightly, soft sobs coming from the usually happy man.

"thank you, i just.. i just want him back," yunho said, you gave him a soft acknowledgment in the form of a back pat.

choi san ...

model #007 ...

status: OPERATIONAL ...

loading ...

seonghwa is furiously scrubbing down the counters, there's approximately fifteen minutes and thirty-four seconds until opening. he turns around and sees me standing there, he sighs and bites back a smile as he asks me what i need.

"what.. what happened?" i ask, watching as his brows furrowed like an angry bird.

"why do i feel like i can tell you.. you're just some stranger..," he started, before inhaling, "yunho's best friend song mingi went missing last night when we were at a club, and yunho misunderstood what happened. i was drunk, so were the two of them, and when yunho went to the bathroom; mingi wandered off. when i tried to find him again, no one in the building was sober enough to remember if they saw mingi. i tried san, i really did!"

"you should tell him what you just told me, when the two of you have calmed down, he'll understand," i replied, seeing doubt on his face.

"how do you know that?" he asked, his voice breaking at the end.

"... i listened to his conversation with y/n, he's not mad at you. he just wants to know that mingi is safe," i confessed, sheepishly scratching the back of my neck.

twelve minutes.

"you mentioned hongjoong, when did he go missing?"

"... a week ago. that's why i was on edge when you first came here, i'm sorry about that as well," seonghwa says, i shake my head to comfort him, "he and i have been friends for only a few years but i treasure him deeply. he went missing when he was coming home from his studio and i have felt so guilty ever since. he wanted me to walk with him that night.. i should've....!"

seonghwa starts to softly tear up and i find myself hugging the older man, his equally tall body curls into mine, and i'm reminded of yeosang.

yeosang, are you well? i'm sorry for hurting you, but i know there's something up with you. if you show up, i know we can find mingi and hongjoong.

y/n exits the kitchen and smiles at the scene she sees, i find myself wanting to "blush" as she walks over, a fondness in her smile.

"you did good san, come on, let's reunite these two rascals."

i find myself following her, i want to make the people she loves happy. i want to, i.. want?

i wanted to try out having san's pov, and finally all of the teezers have been mentioned at least once! a lot of lore was dropped in this chapter, i'm quite happy with it :)

ღ lune

[luneshallshine]

✂ instructions unclear. (2) | android!san

ღ instructions unclear. (did you mean, "fall in love" ?)

july 10th, 2122

while walking home from work one day, you stumble upon an android from the world up-top, a world you were sure you would never be able to experience. once he opens his eyes, you become his master.

f!reader, fluff, minor angst, learning to love, detroit become human and ff7 references, attempts at humor

ღ word count: 1.3k

ღ taglist : @layzfeelit @ihatemynewbangs @fireheaurt @acciocriativity

CHAPTERS: ONE THREE INTERLUDE FOUR

ღ CHAPTER TWO: SWITCHING GEARS (PROTECT YOURSELF)

a question loomed on your mind, ever since san dropped into your life, you couldn't help but feel as though san didn't belong in your life.

two weeks had passed since the first night, and you were slowly incorporating san into your life, you had gotten him a job at the restaurant you worked at. you had made him grow his hair enough to be able to cover the led ring.

"san, make sure you never show your led, who knows what would happen if anyone found you weren't human," you told him sternly as the two of you walked to the job interview.

"understood master," he replied, a small smile on his face.

he followed your route diligently, and you watched people's heads turn as they noticed the new man by your side.

"y/n! hey, good to see you again, who's the new guy?" a voice rang out from a café that turned into a bar at night.

you looked towards it to see your longtime friend, wooyoung, smiling at you and san.

"wooyoung! this is san, san this is wooyoung, he and i have been friends since we were kids," you introduced the two, watching as san bowed and how wooyoung paused his routine to bow back.

"looks like seventh heaven still has to open right? well we've got a job interview to go to, i don't want to bother you any longer wooyoung, we can swing by later," you spoke, watching as wooyoung's gaze lingered on san a tad bit longer than you had expected.

"a-ah okay! see you two, stay safe, i've heard that some monsters have been popping up more in these parts, don't stay out too late," he said, waving good-bye.

"monsters..?" san spoke for the first time since seeing wooyoung, and the android had a sense of concern in his voice.

"ah yes, didn't y/n tell you? the slums are littered with dangerous creatures that we call monsters because they're 100% aggressive, hopefully you don't run into one. i wouldn't want your experience to be spoiled," wooyoung said.

san hummed in acknowledgement, and went back to your side, walking with you as you and wooyoung waved good-bye to each other. you told him about your workplace, the regulars, your coworkers, and your dead-beat boss.

"my boss sucks, that's for sure, but the people that cluster at the restaurant make it all worth it. we're all struggling to make it, and none of us would leave another out to dry," you spoke, fondness dripping from your voice.

san smiled as he watched your eyes light up as you described your regulars.

"there's barret, he's an older man but not too old, he's got a real cute daughter named marlene, such a bright girl too. ah! there's also a woman named kara, her daughter alice is also really really cute, when both kara and barret are there, the whole restaurant gets a bit brighter," you rambled, san listening diligently.

before the two of you knew it, you were there. your boss was all tidied up in his nicest shirt, clearly excited for a new worker to terrorize. he smiled as you sat san down and walked away so san could be interviewed in private. you walked into the kitchen to say hello to your coworkers getting ready to open.

"not working today?" your coworker, seonghwa, asked.

"not today, just came to bring the new guy for his interview," you replied, watching as seonghwa became a bit downtrodden at your absence.

"oh well, if you ever want to work, you know we need you," he spoke, smiling softly at you.

"thank you seonghwa," you said, walking around to greet your other coworkers.

"y/n! i thought today was your day off, why are you here?" your senior, yunho, exclaimed, engulfing you in a sweet hug.

you re-explained why, and yunho nodded in acknowledgement.

"ahh okay, i wanna meet 'em now! is he older? younger?" yunho asked eagerly, and you had wished you'd planned farther ahead.

"he's the same age as you yunho, maybe a bit younger."

different from the world up-top, the slums didn't care about proof of identity, if you had working hands and legs, you were good enough. you, yunho, and seonghwa all hung around for a bit, catching up about the different shit you guys have seen around. after what felt like hours, the kitchen door swung open and your boss walked in with the biggest smile on his face.

"welcome your new coworker, san! i don't know where you found someone like him y/n, but frankly i don't even care! he's perfect, ah right, san, when can you start?"

"i only want to work when.. y/n.. is working," san spoke, hesitating to say your name.

"that's alright! so you'll start tomorrow, y/n, you're on training duty. don't disappoint," your boss said, turning around and leaving, probably to go smoke outback.

"nice to meet you san! i'm jeong yunho," yunho said, and san smiled in response.

"i'm park seonghwa," seonghwa said bluntly, a small scowl forming on his handsome face.

san didn't falter, and only smiled brighter.

"looking forward to working with you both!" san replied, bowing deeply.

on the walk home, you noticed that it had gotten a bit dark, you and san did spend a lot of time fucking around at the restaurant, and now it was getting too dark. you walked towards seventh heaven, basking in the nighttime ambience, not noticing how san was on guard the whole time. as your ears picked up the sound of the guest of the night at seventh heaven, san's picked a strange rustling noise from an alleyway. before anything happened, san pushed towards seventh heaven, yelling at you to go inside.

"go inside, now, master!" san yelled, shoving you into the light of the now-bar.

"san?! what's going on?!" you yelled.

"wooyoung! make sure y/n does not leave your sight, i mean it."

"g-got it!" wooyoung replied, sprinting from behind the counter to you.

something in san's voice told you that you had to listen to him.

"come on y/n, let's go, tonight we have jongho singing for us, i have a weird feeling that san will be okay," wooyoung spoke, his arms securely wrapped around you.

you could only nod and watch as san disappeared off into the darkness.

"come out. i know you're there, you thought i wouldn't be able to sense you?"

san took a few careful steps, his eyes scanning his surroundings quickly and effectively.

"okay, you caught me. i just wanted to see how you were, you did disappear without a trace," a voice replied.

a scowl appeared on his face, this person was so familiar, and yet he couldn't pinpoint where he knew them from.

"come on my dear brother, aren't we twins? why would you hide from me?"

"don't hurt her," san spoke, sensing the malice.

a deep chuckle echoed throughout the alleyway.

"i would never dream of hurting that girl! however, an android with memory issues..., how funny. i guess you did turn out to be the defective one, our master still wants you however, san."

the figure took a hard right swing, and san dodged with ease. he felt his system switch gears, and a harsh instinct washed over him.

protect yourself.

protect her.

win.

"over my dead body."

the sound of jongho's angelic voice had been lulling you to sleep, you watched as wooyoung got ready to close up shop, hesitating to turn off the lights.

"y/n, you want a drink before you go?" wooyoung offered, the bar not yet closed.

"not today, i want to see san sober," you replied, your feet swinging with anxiety.

wooyoung patted your head and went back to closing up, heavy footsteps drowned out jongho's voice. you looked up to see san, his clothes a little bit ripped but no clear injuries. he was walking back to you, and you sprung up and into his arms.

"i'm okay.. y/n," he spoke, hugging you back.

"what happened?" you asked, watching as he smiled.

"i can tell you when we get home, but let's just say i ran into a monster."

who was that?? oh my, i'm so curious...

if you want to be added to the taglist, you can always ask me directly :)

ღ lune

[luneshallshine]

✂ ateez as songs

a cute filler as i wrap my head around writing that san fic...

:)

pure fluff! some profanity..

ღ seonghwa

♫ playing now : pretty u by seventeen

does she love me? does she love me, not?

omg he fits this song so much !!

this song is so sweet and full cute lyrics

i can definitely see seonghwa as the last verse

i am counting flower petals all day long does she love me? does she love me, not? what will the petals answer to me?

just

imagine him picking petals to see if he should confess :(

he's such a sweetie

according to twt one of his fav svt songs is pretty u :(

he's so sweet

he WOULD be that boy next door trope

omgg

ღ hongjoong

♫ playing now : celebrate by ateez

you're the one, only one (only one) from 7 billion, the only one (only one)

the lyrics to this song

are

so

fucking

sweet!!

like hongjoong would say these words to you if you're having a bad day

you're the one, only one (only one) so i celebrate you, all about you

hongjoong is such a mature person at heart

he would write so many songs to uplift you

this song is one of my favorites bc of its lyrics

and i rlly feel like hongjoong said sm truth with this song

he would also help you overcome your insecurities :((

ღ yunho

♫ playing now : the feels by twice

'cause you got me good and i wanna be ya boo if it's dumb, well, i wanna be a fool (fool, fool, fool)

this song is so

happy??

idk i just felt a connection

yunho's our vitamin and i feel like he just has to have an upbeat song

this song is also kinda goofy and i think it fits yunho's vibe

underneath the neon lights, baby electricity tonight, baby

i can see him slaying this part^

he's just so positive that he makes me smile when i watch him

also he became one of my favs after the ateez concert in oakland bc he noticed me &lt;;/3

our golden retriever :((

ღ yeosang

♫ playing now : antifragile by le sserafim

i'll climb higher top of the world i itched for (ah-ah)

LMAO PLEASE HEAR ME OUT

the lyrics are so good like yeosang is such a hardworker

all of ateez are

and like he killed the dance so...

no biggie if i were to fall i'm antifragile, antifragile

also like??? yeosang gets so little attention for his performance skills i'm :((

i feel like he's such an emotionally strong person so

he's quite literally antifragile

ღ san

♫ playing now : moth to a flame by the weeknd

like a moth to a flame i'll pull you in, i'll pull you back to what you need initially

tiktok has ruined me

he's either your bias or your biaswrecker, there's only two options

i thought i would only bias hwa and then san rocked my world

i feel like you can't help but be pulled to him (like a moth to a flame ahaha..)

it's just one call away and you'll leave him, you're loyal to me

he would be that one ex you'd fold for

don't disagree bc i'm right

everyone's guilty pleasure

ღ mingi

♫ playing now : all i wanna do by jay park

girl, tell me how you feel right now baby, let’s go up to the sky all i wanna do is kick it with you

off topic but the korean lyrics are so much more sweet than the english version LMAO

i was battling with putting this song for san or mingi

but mingi is such a big jay park fan i had to

the lyrics are so idk like vibe-y?

like they just want to have fun

i think it fits mingi very well

he'd want a relationship where they can be comfortable with each other and just chill n have fun

just like your outfit today, your heart is see-through all i wanna do is kick it with you

mingi can fucking rizz me up if he sang that to me

i mean he can regardless but

yk

he just gives off that vibe on stage

if he ever went solo, he'd be wilding like jay park does

ღ wooyoung

♫ playing now : embarassed by bts

why am I getting weirder in front of you?i’m not a pre-schooler but why is everything so childish? ;ook at my eyes, my jokes aren’t serious

idk this song makes me so giddy

woo gives off no decorum but also self-cringe vibes

also imagine woo singing this song

it could be so good

he's also such a loyal yet childish person

he'd be that puppy love typa guy, the love that lasts ofc

i was too shy to become your sun so i became a cold moon but afterwards, i keep making a wave of blankets on top of my ocean bed

woo to this song fits so well im crying

just imagine him getting so shy around you, but still trying

aaahhh ideal boyfriend i swear

ღ jongho

♫ playing now : leave the door open by bruno mars

i ain't playing no games every word that i say is coming straight from the heart

they killed this fucking cover

bruno mars-lover jongho gets this song ofc

i literally can't listen to the song normally without hearing his voice LMAOO

this song is such honeymoon phase vibes omg

i'm here just waiting for you come on over, i'll adore you

liiiike jongho gives me husband vibes

like he doesn't fuck around

all genuine love

probably gives the BEST bear hugs in the fucking world

aight fuck tumblr they keep fucking up my format :((

writer's block sucks, but this was quick n easy :D

ღ lune

[luneshallshine]

✂ instructions unclear. (1) | android!san

ღ instructions unclear. (did you mean, "fall in love" ?)

july 10th, 2122

while walking home from work one day, you stumble upon an android from the world up-top, a world you were sure you would never be able to experience. once he opens his eyes, you become his master.

f!reader, fluff, minor angst, learning to love, detroit become human and ff7 references, attempts at humor

ღ word count: 1.5k

ღ taglist : @layzfeelit @acciocriativity @fireheaurt @ihatemynewbangs

CHAPTERS: TWO THREE INTERLUDE FOUR

ღ CHAPTER ONE: THE STEEL SKY (ABANDONED HEAVEN)

tall, beautiful, and imposing buildings, all crammed together with walkways in between. luminous lights of various hues and shades, people walking and basking in the sight of the advanced society. simple yet captivating signs with attractive words and prices, however, even as the streets warm with electricity, the people walking by each other feel no warmth.

the sun shines brightly, allowing the people who utilize advanced headsets, gadgets, trinkets, the like, to bask in its greatness. footsteps imprint the elevated steel ground, which floats majestically above the people who will never make it that high-up. the bottomdwellers, dirtied streets covered in litter and beer bottles, where the people work 9-to-5 jobs daily, where children are forced to play with the equally neglected stray animals, where adults drown themselves in alcohol, and where you are now currently walking home.

the lights illuminated your walk home as you weaved through the slums, tiptoeing around the litter on the road, looking up to see a steel sky. you feel a sense of belonging as the music of the slums' many taverns blared, the sound of children playing together with whatever makeshift toys they have, and the strays that follow the smell of food. while the road is dirty and void of stable concrete, while the view seems dangerous, you feel at home.

you make a right turn towards your home, entering an alleyway that everybody seemed to avoid, it was dark and the slums' officials had never cared enough to implement lighting. as you turned on your old flashlight to avoid any huge piles of trash or dirt, your light captured a blue ring. it was glowing and seemed to throb as you got closer, once you got near the ring, your light also caught a handsome man that the ring was attached to.

a calm expression was on his face, is he asleep? sirens blare off in your mind, telling you to walk past him and get home, and so you do, at least you try to.

you take one step forward, your light still focused on the man's face, stepping onto a broken beer glass, the shards stabbing into your soles. you winced in pain, doubling over, and that's when you see the man begin to stir awake.

shit.

your mind still did not know whether or not to register him as a danger to you, but even if he was, you could not run anymore. you cradled your foot gently, backing away from the mysterious man. his eyes opened slowly, and your light illuminated his eyes, they were calculated and searching. his eyes scanned around his surroundings, and you begged silently that the darkness would consume you.

a searing sense of pain flared up in your foot, and the stench of blood invaded the alleyway. you shut your eyes as you heard footsteps rushing towards you, you forced them open and locked eyes with the man.

"master?" he said, "it's not safe here, i sense danger. you're bleeding."

he quickly picked you up, and you instinctively cradled his neck, the pain all too much for you to be able to think clearly.

"i am the android assigned to protect you. let's get going master."

he expertly scaled up the alleyway buildings, giving you a view you had never seen before. perched on top of a building, you overlook the slums, seeing the intricate alleyways and districts that work together in harmony. is this what the people above that steel sky see? you wondered. you had never been this high before.

"master, which way is your home?" he asked, looking at you for an answer.

even though he was cradling your body, like you were his bride, you weren't sure of who (or what) he was, he could be a massive liar.

"what's your name? how do i know i can trust you? and what's an android?" you asked, watching that peculiar ring on the right side of his face.

"my name is choi san, you can trust me as much as you want, i have no right to order you around. an android is a new creation by CYBERLYFE, normally labeled as a "robot", i am designed for protection and loyalty to my master, you."

your foot reminded you that it was currently bleeding, sending a wave of throbbing pain up your leg, and you knew you had to bandage it up quick or else it could get infected. quickly, you told san the general direction of your home, and he moved with haste upon seeing your pained expression.

your heart fluttered seeing the overhead view of the slums, the place that gave you so much pain and yet so much joy. when your boss would turn his back on you when a customer would get too touchy and violent, your coworkers would defend you and protect you. when the "cops" would let the thieves go after they broke into your apartment, the thugs you had befriended would teach them a lesson for you. the slums were not a place for the weak, and you were still on the journey to be "strong".

"it's beautiful up here," you muttered, hoping san wouldn't reply.

"i think so too. i have never been down here before," san replied, a small content smirk on his face.

his voice is in between deep and normal pitch, and it's calming for some reason, even though you knew he was only saying those words to please you, they felt real. san comes to a halt, you look around to figure out why, and you see your apartment building.

"there."

his eyes follow your extended hand to your apartment door, and san jumps without warning, he lands perfectly in front of your door; you almost forgot about the shriek you had let out.

"l-let me unlock the door," you said, reaching for your keys.

san stands steadily, cradling you, waiting for you to unlock your door. the door swings open and san rushes you in, as if he was worried about your injury. he laid you down on the nearest couch, his hands gently (barely) touched your foot, retracting the second you winced.

"i have a first aid kit in my bathroom san, go get it please," you said, gesturing to your bathroom.

he beelined it fast, a sense of haste and panic in his body language.

ha. it really looks like he's worried.

you shut your eyes, finally relaxing, san had managed to turn off your danger sensors, and you fell asleep.

wake up.

wake up.

no one will come to save you.

get up.

when you awake, san is nowhere to be found. you had been moved from the couch to your bed, your foot professionally bandaged. a pleasant scent enters your nose, it smells like someone had been cooking.

"san?" you called out, hearing rustling begin to start.

you heard your stove turn off and soon san enters your room, his sleeves were rolled up and he dawned your old apron. on his nice clothes your apron almost looked comical.

"you're up, master!" san smiled, a sigh of relief leaving his mouth soon after.

you chuckled, your situation was interesting right now. you were stuck at rock-bottom in the slums, damn near living paycheck to paycheck, and one night you find yourself a high-tech "android" from up above. is this something that they kept as a secret up there? nowhere did you hear in this in the murmurs of the alleyways and bars.

"so san, where are you from? do you remember?" you asked, watching as his normally blue ring turn yellow, as his eyebrows furrowed.

"i am from CYBERLYFE, i remember falling off of something, and waking up to your distress," san replied, being surprisingly honest.

"a fallen angel.. i mean "android". how funny," you said under your breath.

"san, are there more of "you"? like more androids up there?" you pointed upwards, to the steel sky (you had abandoned heaven long ago).

he nodded.

"how nice, what's it like up there? can you describe it?" you asked, watching as his led returned to blue.

"it's very colorful, loud, and ... busy," san said, and then he reached to gently grasp your hand, "but it's unsafe. master, if you wish to go up there, take me with you."

you found yourself nodding, though you were never going to have a reason to go up there. san silently led you to your kitchen, and sat you down to feed you. a potentially domestic scene, if it weren't for san's blue led and your dilapidating apartment. at the thought of your apartment, you looked around to see that san had cleaned up your pigsty of a living area, cleaned up all your dishes, wiped down your windows, and even had time to reorganize the trinkets you had lying around.

"maybe i should keep you, san."

san perked up and nodded, smiling sweetly. however, something in your heart knew he wasn't yours to keep. would "god" come to reclaim his an(droid)gel?

chapter one is now complete, i wonder where san came from? is there more like him? what is the world up-top like?

hehet.

(as this is a one man show, this is not proofread.)

ღ lune

[luneshallshine]

✂ instructions unclear. (teaser) | android!san

ღ instructions unclear. (did you mean, "fall in love" ?)

july 10th, 2122

while walking home from work one day, you stumble upon an android from the world up-top, a world you were sure you would never be able to experience. once he opens his eyes, you become his master.

f!reader, fluff, minor angst, learning to love, detroit become human and ff7 references

ღ word count: 534

♫ playing now : playlist

tall, beautiful, and imposing buildings, all crammed together with walkways in between. luminous lights of various hues and shades, people walking and basking in the sight of the advanced society. simple yet captivating signs with attractive words and prices, however, even as the streets warm with electricity, the people walking by each other feel no warmth.

the sun shines brightly, allowing the people who utilize advanced headsets, gadgets, trinkets, the like, to bask in its greatness. footsteps imprint the elevated steel ground, which floats majestically above the people who will never make it that high-up. the bottomdwellers, dirtied streets covered in litter and beer bottles, where the people work 9-to-5 jobs daily, where children are forced to play with the equally neglected stray animals, where adults drown themselves in alcohol, and where you are now currently walking home.

the lights illuminated your walk home as you weaved through the slums, tiptoeing around the litter on the road, looking up to see a steel sky. you feel a sense of belonging as the music of the slums' many taverns blared, the sound of children playing together with whatever makeshift toys they have, and the strays that follow the smell of food. while the road is dirty and void of stable concrete, while the view seems dangerous, you feel at home.

you make a right turn towards your home, entering an alleyway that everybody seemed to avoid, it was dark and the slums' officials had never cared enough to implement lighting. as you turned on your old flashlight to avoid any huge piles of trash or dirt, your light captured a blue ring. it was glowing and seemed to throb as you got closer, once you got near the ring, your light also caught a handsome man that the ring was attached to.

a calm expression was on his face, is he asleep? sirens blare off in your mind, telling you to walk past him and get home, and so you do, at least you try to.

you take one step forward, your light still focused on the man's face, stepping onto a broken beer glass, the shards stabbing into your soles. you winced in pain, doubling over, and that's when you see the man begin to stir awake.

shit.

your mind still did not know whether or not to register him as a danger to you, but even if he was, you could not run anymore. you cradled your foot gently, backing away from the mysterious man. his eyes opened slowly, and your light illuminated his eyes, they were calculated and searching. his eyes scanned around his surroundings, and you begged silently that the darkness would consume you.

a searing sense of pain flared up in your foot, and the stench of blood invaded the alleyway. you shut your eyes as you heard footsteps rushing towards you, you forced them open and locked eyes with the man.

"master?" he said, "it's not safe here, i sense danger. you're bleeding."

he quickly picked you up, and you instinctively cradled his neck, the pain all too much for you to be able to think clearly.

"i am the android assigned to protect you. let's get going master."

aha.. i return once again. let me know if the spotify link does not work.

i saw ateez at their oakland show, and i've been wanting to write for them again, but writer's block and family troubles stopped me.

but!

here we are. i hope you will enjoy this new venture.

ღ lune

[yunlvr-deactivated20221227]

The Liar and His Lover | ᵐᵒᵒᵈᵇᵒᵃʳᵈ + ᵗᵉᵃˢᵉʳ

dark ver.

⤬ PAIRING: song mingi x fem!reader

⤬ GENRE: fluff, crack, smut, nsfw, historical!au, joseondynasty!au, arranged marriage trop, strangers to lover/enemies to lovers trop, slow burn fic, noble!reader, noble!mingi

⤬ WARNINGS: nsfw content, profanity, alcohol and tobacco use, graphic descriptions of sex, penetration, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, arranged marriages, character death, set in Korea’s Joseon Dynasty, feat. other ateez members, brief mention of pregnancy, betrayal, lots of lying, mingi is two faced, arranged marriages tw: mentions of death, emotional and physical abuse, stabbing, sword fighting, war conflict, blood and gore descriptions, assassination. if there’s more I’ll add on later

⤬ WORD COUNT: 30k+

⤬ RELEASE DATE: first chapter will be released on November 30th 2022. Next chapters will be released few days/week after another (depending on circumstances)

⤬ SYNOPSIS: There's the saying that ‘All is fair in Love and War’. Being wedded to Lord Song’s airheaded son, Song Mingi, is not your idea of fair. Nor is it an idea you love, as you learn to absolutely despise the inarticulate, shy, and two faced boy, who always seems to be hiding something from you. But as the civil war rages, hellfire ensues from the people of Joseon. Revenge, greed, and lies tear apart the kingdom and its nobility. But this is not just a story of War. This is also the story about the Liar and his Lover.

⤬ AUTHOR’S NOTE: this fanfic is not supposed to reflect true history or people. This is simply fiction, and nothing is supposed to align with historical facts about the politics of the joseon dynasty. Also, this fic is gonna be SUPER long. Like over 18k probably….

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[luneshallshine]

!!!

[luneshallshine]

✂ ateez as kinks (m)

ateez is seriously my ult group right now, so let's go!

(i bias hwa so i might be favoring him...slightly..)

*did i mention i suck at smut..? hehe.

minors n ageless blogs do not interact please! afab!reader (use of female terms)

ღ seonghwa, soft dom

♫ playing now : btbt by b.i.

breeding kink

have yall SEEN this man talk about kids

like omg he is DRIPPING breeding kink energy

he would enjoy the intimacy of cumming inside you :(

he would hug you and his breath staggers into your ear

he has dreamed of a family with you and will always make sure you're ok with everything

once you give him the green light, he's hiding all the condoms in the house tho beware

"yes.. just a little more sweetie, i'll fill you up nicely."

praise kink (giving and receiving)

he is the sweetest ever :((

such a soft dom i can't picture him as anything else

he would kiss all your insecure spots

do NOT even think of putting yourself down

he will fuck those bad thoughts out of you

when your man crumbles at the sight of you, how can you hate yourself?

he will melt if you praise him even just once

even just a little "good job" will have him shifting in his seat

"good girl, you're just so perfect for me, aren't you?"

size kink

he's decently tall

would adore a smaller partner

the way he can cage you with just his body??

never thought he had a size kink until he met you

the way you look up at him when he kabedons you

pls let him manhandle you! he doesn't workout for nothing

"how is it possible for someone to be so tiny? you can't even take my fingers.."

ღ hongjoong, switch

♫ playing now : thinkin bout you by katie

impact play (giving)

he will enjoy punishing you

a secret sadist i swear

has belts and whips ready in your bedroom

likes bending you over his knee/lap

his fav part to hit is your ass, flat or not

the smile he has on his face when you cry

always reminds you of your safe word though

"your ass always looks nicer once it's red.."

rigging (giving and receiving)

tie

him

up!

restrain him to your headboard

he will love it

loves the struggle

finds pleasure in you using his cock however you'd like

make him your cute lil rope bunny :(

will enjoy tying you up, but not as much as he likes being tied up

"these ropes can't keep me from fucking you later babe.."

ღ yunho, switch (leaning soft dom)

♫ playing now : mmmh by kai

size kink

one nickname i see a lot of people use for yunho is "tiny"

yes

that nickname fits him so well

he would THRIVE knowing his partner needed him to assist her with everyday tasks

buldge kink falls under this for yunho

he loves running his long fingers on your cute full tummy

he loves how his tiny can't run from his large grasp on her

"aww look at your cute tummy tiny, so full of me, only me.."

somnophilia (giving and receiving)

would love the feeling you wrapped around him when he's still sleepy

would become so obedient and soft :(

just pleading with you to let him cum, let him please you

he's so sleepy and vulnerable to your charms

thinks he's watching an angel ride him when he dares to open his eyes

his favorite way to wake you up is eating you out

"fuck..this is the best dream ever, don't..don't stop tiny please."

ღ yeosang, switch

♫ playing now : babydoll (speed) by ari abdul

muscle kink

his arms

siR PLEASE

loves carrying you everywhere

he works out hard and he wants you to feel them

his arms pinning you down.. <3

his arms holding you into one position as he goes in and out of your cunt

"don't you like it when i fuck you against this wall? all you need is me to stay upright.."

temperature play, ice cubes (giving)

enjoys watching you squirm as he trails the ice down your tits

to your cute tummy

to your sensitive thighs

and then he watches it melt in your mouth

as he stays quiet, watching your reactions intently

will have a vib in your cunt during his play

"so sensitive darling.. do you like the coldness? what if i touch your warmth right here.."

ღ san, switch (maybe hard dom..)

♫ playing now : pour up by dean

impact play (giving)

i think he has dom tendencies

loves watching your ass turn red (an ASS man)

and loves feeling your cunt tighten around his fingers when he spanks you

might slap your face n cunt with his cock :(

he IS a sadist

but loves consent

a big tease as well :((

"count your slaps for me, good girl, you want more? of course you do.."

pet play, power dynamics (giving)

plEASE do not flame me for this

have you seen how he plays w byeol

he would love seeing his cute little sub dressed up in kitty attire

ready to please him

bonus if you act cute

he will open up his lap and tell you to sit down

yes sir

"does my little kitty want my love? you gotta work for it kitty. nothing's free."

ღ mingi, switch (leaning sub)

♫ playing now : heyahe by one

dumbification (giving and receiving)

he would love to be fucked dumb by your cunt every now and then

just so he can cry out your name and whine for more :(

loves falling into your control

also?? just the THOUGHT of having this big guy under YOUR control?? drooling, frothing.

also loves fucking you dumb as well

he goes well with a dumb fucked out baby :)

"baby..baby..more, please more. i can..handle it."

size kink

when he's not feeling subby, he will love manhandling you

the 180s this man does on stage?? yeah definitely the same in bed

he could your big dumb baby (himbos rise) one day and your daddy the next

he loves how you can't really escape even though he's barely using force (he doesn't like hurting you)

the sweetest dom as well

"don't run, but i don't need to tell you that, right? you couldn't run even if you wanted to."

ღ wooyoung, switch (HEAVY sub)

♫ playing now : fever by enhypen

degradation (receiving)

this man says he get butterflies from being yelled at ...

he's a bratty sub if i've EVER seen one

degrade him

insult him

slap him if you want to

this man is a simp for you and will let you do whatever

has heart eyes when you humiliate him

"yes i'm your bitch, please don't stop.. i'll be good, i promise!"

orgasm denial (giving and receiving)

as much as he is a bratty lil sub

he has his dom moments, and it shows when wooyoung teases you

he will deny you your orgasm whenever he can, and he'll love it

will die for your cute whines and pleads for him to just let you cum

however .. turn the tables and he is the most vocal man on the planet

cries tears of absolute bliss

use your cunt on him !!

will surrender everything to you

just let him cum, pretty please :(

"please, i wanna ... i wanna cum in your beautiful cunt, please..!"

ღ jongho, dom

♫ playing now : god damn by i.m

size/muscle kink

ateez has so many 'size kink' men istg

jongho may not be super tall

but he is WIDE

he can manhandle you no doubt

he is so wellbuilt im-

his legs spreading yours apart

his body completely overshadowing you, so if anyone walks in, they won't be able to see you

cling onto his wide shoulders

bonus if you scratch!

"just look at how my body covers yours in my shadow, so beautiful honey.."

cockwarming

this goes hand in hand with his size kink

will enjoy keeping you from moving with just his body alone

when he's feeling soft, he'll just cuddle you in a bear hug while his cock is snug inside you

if you start trying to move to tease him, he'll grip your hips and keep you in place with ease

enjoys the intimacy

will want to do a lot of things whilst his cock is in you

"you feel so nice, twitching around my cock when you can't move, oh honey.."

hey! you proud of me? this is my first nsfw work EVER, in my whole 19 yrs of my life, i have never written smut! hope you liked it,, it was a struggle fs, and i struggled with jongho's :((

see you later!

ღ lune