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OMG MORNING MIST UPDATE‼️ I'M SORRY IM LATE TO IT BUT HOLY OMGGG. Ngl when I first read Morning Mist a couple months ago after HC/PG I 100% thought your next fic/update was gonna be for PG so I was a little sad CAUSE MORNING MIST PLOTLINE IS SO GOOD. BUT COLOR ME SURPRISED TO COME BACK TO AN UPDATE AAAAHHHHHHHH IMA GO READ IT REAL QUICK THANK YOU SMMM💓💓🫂🫂

Surprise! 🥰

Like I mentioned in the author's note to the new chapter, I've been wanting to work on MM for quite a while now. I have the rest of the series all mapped out, and it's honestly the story I've been wanting to finish next, but life happens and I know people want PG more than MM so I end up talking myself out of working on new things half the time.

Anyways, I'm hoping to have more MM chapters out soon, but we shall see how this goes!

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I'M SO EXCITED FOR THE MORNING MIST UPDATE I'M FULLY NOT GONNA LIE!!! I can't read it rn because I am currently late for work but I will be using every excuse I can to dip into it. Tbh, it will probably spark me to reread all of Morning Mist because I'm feral for them. It's such a cool story and I genuinely cannot WAIT to sink my teeth back into it!!!

~kpoppingandneverstopping

Ahhh, thank you!! I'm so happy to hear you're looking forward to the chapter, but please don't get into any trouble trying to read it!! I hope you enjoy!

I'm not gonna lie, this made my evening much better 🥰

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oooo you want to update paradise garden sooo bad oooo

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{15} - Morning Mist - Yandere!Dragon!Ateez X Chubby!Reader

Yandere AU & Dragon AU

Genre: 18+ MDNI - Mature, Horror, Angst

Pairing: Ateez X Reader

Words: 6,425

Warnings: There's some mentions of blood and a past massacre, but I think that's all. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: I've been wanting to continue this story for so long now, and I'm glad I'm finally getting back to it. I know a lot of people will be disappointed it's not a PG update, but this story is what's currently at the forefront of my mind. I can't promise updates will be frequent or steady, but I'm itching to write even more as I'm going to post this. Right now, in my mind, this is the story that wants to be told the most. As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy~

Also, gentle reminder that I do not do tag lists.

Chapter One - Chapter Two - Chapter Three - Chapter Four - Chapter Five - Chapter Six - Chapter Seven - Chapter Eight - Chapter Nine - Chapter Ten - Chapter Eleven - Chapter Twelve - Chapter Thirteen - Chapter Fourteen - Mini Masterlist

Two weeks.

It’s been exactly two weeks since the incident took place at Rose Village, and Yeosang has yet to see you at all. No one has kept him away from you, for this is all his own doing. After what happened… what he said… He doesn’t know when he’ll be able to face you again, even if he longs to go to you. To hold you in his arms and fully succumb to the pull of his imprint is all that he desires. He desperately wants to be by your side, but knowing everything he does about how you receive dragons imprinting on you, he’s barely been able to face himself.

Yeosang is not worthy of you, and he knows it. Without a doubt, you deserve better than him, especially at this moment in time.

To say that he was surprised by his own outburst would be an understatement. Of course he was upset at watching that pathetic excuse of a man take a swing at you from behind. He had been feeling off all day, especially with how casual you and Yunho seemed to be with each other. However, he never expected for the slip of his tongue.

Yeosang has always prided himself on his reasoning skills. Observation and deduction have always been his specialties. He can always tell what’s upsetting his brothers before they can even admit it to themselves, and he’s always been able to sense things that others may not yet have come to realize. He may be cool, calm, and collected, but Yeosang has never not been able to figure out what has been bothering himself.

If only he had been more honest with himself. Maybe then he would have finally admitted what had always been creeping beneath the surface. The foreign feelings that weren’t actually all that foreign after all. Ones which he had shoved down deep, refusing to admit how quickly they had built within, until that dam had finally burst.

Instinct had drowned out logic, until the only thought on his mind became protecting you.

You. Someone who had been so guarded when he first met you face to face. Someone who would have let his brother die without a second thought, were it not for how Hongjoong made that stupid deal to leave you alone. A deal which lasted all of a few weeks, in totality.

Looking back on it now, Yeosang doesn’t think any of them could have truly stayed away. Not even if they had actually wanted to.

Yeosang knows you would have killed them all that first night if provoked again. Looking back on it now, he would not have held you to it. You had every right to smite them where they stood. Even more so when San, Wooyoung, and Jongho all broke the  original deal. Yet, you spared them. You showed them a kindness Yeosang knows they never have deserved. Least of all from you.

That’s you, though, isn’t it? Your exterior may be as solid as stone, but beneath it all lies a heart that shines likes the most intricate of gems found beneath the earth’s crust. You are as stable as a mountain. Imposing, strong, and unmoving. Dig a little deeper, and one can uncover how fiercely you care. You are not afraid to protect your own, let alone stand your ground. Your love runs deep, and those lucky enough to experience such a delicacy get to see that softer side of you much more often than naught.

A love Yeosang yearns for, even if it’s still difficult for him to admit it to himself.

Jongho had given him an earful the moment they had gotten home. A fact of which irritated the elder dragon, considering how quiet Yunho had been through it all. Yeosang knows that without a doubt, the taller male was in the exact same position as him. He saw the way Yunho’s own eyes flashed a deep gold the moment that disgusting man went to strike you. He was just lucky Yeosang decided to act first.

“You cannot dictate whether or not we imprint on her, Jongho.” It was Hongjoong that had said those words, having been privy to the loud shouting the youngest had been doing. “Sometimes we cannot control our own emotions, let alone our own basic instincts.”

Jongho had stormed out after that, flying off to who knows where. He needed time to sort out his own head and calm down. He knows it’s irrational to take things out on his brothers. Hell, he’s known San and Wooyoung have already imprinted on you, too. They both have been, for quite some time now. Logically, he knows the more of them that imprint on you, the better chance you have of opening yourself up to them. However, there’s a part of him that’s scared.

What if you realize that one or more of his brothers are a better fit for you than he is? What if you realize that he’s never truly been worthy of you?

That night you shared together in your special clearing on top of that cliff flashes through his mind.

Instantly, Jongho knows that he has nothing to worry about. He’s always known his brothers imprinting on you has been a very real possibility, and at first, he had always been open and excited about the idea. Only, after everything you’ve all been through, he’s a little more cautious about the fact. The way some of them had treated you at the start… if they were anyone else, he would have gutted them where they stood. Though, he knows that only you have the final say as to who’s truly worthy of yourself in the end.

You’re starting to care for all of them. That much is true.

Jongho can only hope that out of all of them, he’s the one you accept first. Based on everything that’s already happened, he has a feeling he will be. That is, if you haven’t already begun.

You, on the other hand, have been taking the past two weeks to teach both Mingi and Seonghwa everything that they have missed since Wooyoung and San have begun training under you. The crash course is intense in its own right, the two of them getting frustrated easily when they do not understand something. They both have a lot of catching up to do, but despite a few setbacks - Mingi accidentally almost burning a part of the forest down in his infinite wisdom, and Seonghwa nearly tearing up the Neo’s garden in his rage - the two of them have come a long way.

There is still much to learn, which is exactly why you currently find yourself personally testing them on every different herbal and medicinal mixture that you can. Every now and then, Yunho or Hongjoong will chime in, seeing as they also aren’t as firm in their understandings of tonics and such as Jongho, San, and Wooyoung are. Three dragons of whom sit off to the side at your picnic table, watching on as their brothers wrack their brains to come up with a solution to your hypothetical problem.

“No, no, no,” Yunho frowns, shaking his head. “Mugwort is good for counteracting drowsiness, not inducing it.”

“We’re not trying to induce drowsiness,” Hongjoong frowns. “We’re attempting to expel a foreign body.”

“Why not just used diluted frost berry leaves?”

Mingi turns to face Seonghwa with a frown, “Because we were told this is a scenario where none are available to use.”

Off to the side, both San and Wooyoung shift restlessly over the wooden table they sit upon. San has his legs propped up on the bench, his one knee bouncing continuously. Wooyoung, on the other hand, keeps kicking his foot lightly in the air, seeing as his legs dangle freely off of the side.

“Well, then, why don’t we just make a scenario where we go find some?”

“It doesn’t work that way.” You shake your head, arms crossed over your chest. Observing the four dragons across from you, you meet Seonghwa’s gaze. “There will be times when you will not have easy access to certain plants or remedies. You need to be able to think on your feet, and compensate for that which you lack. You also cannot always rely on your powers. They should always be a last resort in these types of scenarios.”

An exasperated exhale leaves the eldest’s nose, turning back to face the other three males standing beside him. His own arms rest crossed over his chest, foot tapping the earth repeatedly as he wracks his brain for a solution.

“Can we give them a hint?” San practically begs. “Please?”

“No.” A pointed look is sent his way from you. “They need to figure this out on their own. If this scenario were to ever become real, you won’t always be around to help them. They need to learn to be able to take care of themselves without relying on others to do such things for them, or providing them with the immediate answers that they seek.”

Before another word can be said, three presences are making themselves known. All seven of their heads whip in the same direction, watching the tree line until Renjun, Sicheng, and Jungwoo all appear.

“Good.” You hum, nodding once firmly. “You’re all getting better at sensing things.”

In the back of your mind, you wonder if they can sense the other presence creeping closer and closer to your clearing with each passing moment.

“They could sense us coming?” Jungwoo’s eyebrows raise, nearly into his hairline. A playful slap is given onto the back of the male on his right. “Damn, Renjun. Looks like your cloak is slipping if the Halas can sense you.”

“With an ego the size of yours, it’s no surprise that we were sensed.” Renjun deadpans. In a few steps, he crosses the short distance to stand beside you. “How’s the training going?”

Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice how both Sicheng and Jungwoo join San and Wooyoung at the picnic table. Jongho, on the other hand, pushes himself onto his feet from his spot on the bench, walking over to join both you and Renjun.

“Quite well,” You hum, turning your attention back onto the four dragons once more putting their heads together to solve your hypothetical. “If they can answer this correctly, I only have one final question to ask them. The rest, they will have to strengthen on their own.”

“Are you sure about this?”

“They’ve all come a long way.”

Renjun takes a moment to observe you, noticing how you stand completely relaxed. Your arms have long since fallen to your sides, shifting to clasp your hands gently behind your back as you watch the males before you. He knows you’re well aware of your surroundings despite your lax composure, a small, fond smile tugging onto your features. One which he hasn’t seen in over fifty years.

“So have you.”

“Well, your cubs are patiently waiting for your signal.” Sicheng turns his attention from San towards that small group of dragons currently arguing whether bloodroot, or a combination of mint and honey, would be better suited for the scenario you’ve posed. “Don’t be surprised you have a gallery the moment you do.”

“Oh, I fully expect it.” You chuckle, a lightheartedness to your words. “I know you Neos will never pass up an opportunity to watch someone get their ass kicked. Need I remind you of how you all acted during Sungchan’s and Shotaro’s training.”

“How did they act during their training?” Jongho leans in, unable to hide the curiosity in his voice. If you’re implying what he thinks you are… Well, Jongho certainly knows he’s not the only one beginning to tremble in excitement.

“Don’t worry about it-“

“Oh, my boys all made bets.” You grin, cutting Renjun off easily. “They had a scoreboard and everything. Was quite amusing to hear Ten and Haechan whining about being bested by the young ones so quickly. They both thought they would last longer.”

“Last longer than who?” San walks over, Wooyoung, Jungwoo, and Sicheng all in tow.

A brief glance is spared at the male standing directly beside you.

“Everyone always underestimates our little Junnie,” Jungwoo playfully tugs the younger male into a headlock, ruffling his hair affectionately.

In one swift movement, Renjun pushes himself free of Jungwoo’s arms. A glare that would normally send your cubs running for one of the other Neos in defence paints his features, only causing Jungwoo to let out a boisterous laugh.

“No one expects him to be our third strongest fighter.” Sicheng hums, watching as clear surprise paints the three Hala dragon’s faces around you. He turns to glance at you. “You’ve trained him well.”

“It’s because you underestimate him that he’s so strong.” You reply, amusement dancing in your eyes as you see smoke beginning to rise consistently from Mingi’s nostrils. “Renjun learned a long time ago to use his opponent’s assumptions about him to his advantage. You could learn a thing or two about that.”

“Already starting your teachings, have we?” Jungwoo grins.

“No. I’ve been waiting for him to arrive.” With a nod of your chin, you motion towards the new male who had walked out of the woods, and is currently standing behind the four arguing dragons. Purposefully, you raise your voice the next time you speak. “Glad you finally decided to join us.”

All heads whip in this newcomer’s direction, and you notice quite a few sharp inhales in surprise. Even both Jungwoo and Sicheng seem shocked as the male freezes in his spot, eyes going wide due to suddenly being stared down by everyone present.

“Yeosang?” Jongho frowns. “When did you get here?”

“He’s been standing there for about two minutes already.” You answer for him, a slight upturn to the corners of your lips. “Been lingering around the area for much longer. I’m surprised none of you have noticed.”

You meet his gaze, nothing how he blinks once in shock. Then, a tight smile is pulling onto his lips, nodding once in acknowledgement.

“Where have you been, mister ‘don’t touch My Fated’?” Jungwoo sasses, hands placed purposefully onto his hips with an eyebrow quirked. “Finally decided to come out of hiding?”

“You know, you’re not the first one to get intimidated by an imprint.” Renjun hums, amusement dancing in his eyes as he stares down the dragon across the way. “Least of all an imprint to her.”

“Yeah, you should have seen Sungchan the day he realized he’d imprinted on her.” Sicheng snickers. 

Jungwoo nods, a somewhat playfully solemn expression on his face, “Poor dragon buried himself beneath the ground in embarrassment for almost a month for imprinting on his caretaker.”

“And you didn’t?” You quirk a brow.

Instantly, Jungwoo shrinks in on himself, a vibrant red creeping up his neck and onto his ears. Sicheng only makes it worse, laughing loudly as he wraps his arm around Jungwoo’s shoulders, slapping a hand lightly over his brother’s chest in tandem.

A small wind picks up around the clearing, and you take a moment to observe the dragon standing just in front of the tree line. A neutral expression resides on his face, save for the subtle ticking of his jaw. Both of his hands rest at his sides, his stance lax as stares back at you. Nothing is said between you, the others remaining quiet save for the constant teasing of Jungwoo by Sicheng.

Understanding passes over your features, tilting your head back slightly in acknowledgement.

“No, he hasn’t been hiding,” There’s a clear tone of approval in your voice. One which each male easily picks up on, and that causes the one standing on the opposite end of your clearing to stand a little straighter in his spot. “He’s been honing.”

Very slightly, Yeosang tips his head in acknowledgement to your words. From the way both San and Wooyoung stiffen off to your right, you know that you’re not the only one who’s heard his soft sigh of relief. Even Jongho seems to shuffle lightly on his feet, eyeing his brother carefully from across the way.

“If those other four can finally figure out the solution to my problem, I would be more than interested to see what you’ve taught yourself.”

Again, Yeosang tilts his head, this time in agreement, to your words. There’s the slightest of upturns to his lips in the corners, blinking once. Without wasting another moment, he begins walking over to the four males huddled together.

“What problem are you attempting to solve?”

“Back off, Yeosang.” Mingi frowns, crossing his arms over his chest. “This is our test.”

“Mingi, maybe we should-“

“No.” Mingi cuts Yunho off instantly. “He wasn’t here. He doesn’t just get to waltz in-“

“You’d deny yourself an ally because of your stubbornness?” Your voice, pointed and full of disbelief, kills the words building in Mingi’s throat. “An unexpected resource has become available to you. Use it. It never hurts to accept help. Collaboration efforts, and being able to adapt to new information, are aspects any good leader should have. If you still want to pursue that stupid crown, and be able to rule, you need to learn that. You need to live it.”

Mingi takes a moment to mull over your words, lips pursed the whole time. Then, with a firm nod, he turns his attention back to Yeosang. The taller male wastes no time in explaining the hypothetical situation, the elder dragon nodding along the whole time.

From the stunned looks on Hongjoong’s and Yunho’s faces, they clearly weren’t expecting Mingi to actually listen for once. After another few seconds, they’re able to compose themselves, adding in details to Mingi’s explanation the younger male might have missed or accidentally left out.

“You certainly know how to work miracles,” San breathes, nothing but awe on his features.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice Jongho puff out his chest. He even goes so far as to stand a little taller in his spot, a certain type of pride shining within his gaze as he watches Yeosang listening intently to everything his brothers have to say.

“I offered my advice,” You brush off his praise. “Whether he chose to follow it or not is completely up to him.”

“San’s right.” Wooyoung is the next to speak. "Mingi hardly listens to any of us.”

“You know I can hear you guys, right?”

At the irritated look the flaming headed male shoots towards both San and Wooyoung, you hear them both laugh.

“Really? We weren’t aware.” Wooyoung jokes, arms crossed lightly over his chest. “Since he’s listening in, I’ll add that he snores really loudly, too.”

“Hey!”

“Don’t forget the time he sneezed so hard, flames shot out of his nostrils.”

“Choi Jongho, you shut your mouth right now!”

You cannot help it. A soft chuckle escapes your lips, bringing a hand up to cover the lower half of your face in an instant. Getting to see how they all interact with one another reminds you of your Neos. There’s an air of ease that’s settled over you all, and getting glimpses of how they tease one another only further proves that you’re all not so different after all.

Soft looks end up getting sent in your direction, and the moment you sense them staring, you clear your throat. Blinking a few times, you compose yourself, shifting your sharp gaze back to the now five males standing huddled in a circle.

“Well?” You say, expectantly. “Have you solved it, yet?”

A frown mars Yeosang’s features, bringing a hand up to cradle the bottom of his chin in thought.

“Your problem is that one of us has been rendered unconscious through the use of both sweetgrass and cresta leaves. The combination of which releases a slow poison into the bloodstream as it’s absorbed through the stomach.” Yeosang begins speaking, but the more he says, it’s clear that he’s simply thinking out loud.

The way both Wooyoung and San begin practically vibrating in excitement catches the other’s attention.

Looks of realization cross Yunho’s and Hongjoong’s faces, soft sounds of understanding building within their throat. Even Seonghwa begins nodding his head, brow furrowed in thought as he soon mirrors the exact position Yeosang is in with a hand cradling the bottom of his chin.

“There’s a few remedies we could use,” Yeosang begins listing them off. “You’ve indicated we don’t have access to diluted frost berry leaves, so our next best option would be a combination of arrowroot, mugwort, lila flowers, and sage. Alternatively, if we had access to ginger root, brewing some of that in hot water with a mixture of mint, honey, and thistlewart should do the trick.”

A glance in your direction reveals you standing with an impressed look resting on your features. Softly, your head nods along to Yeosang’s words, humming lightly in agreement to his assessment.

“Good.” You flick your gaze between the five of them. “What else?”

This seems to catch Yeosang by surprise. Even both San and Wooyoung look stunned by your response, glancing between you and their brothers lightly. Not even Jongho has an answer for you, the three soon walking over to join the others to continue discussing what other solution they may have.

After a solid ten minutes of discussing, the eight of them are turning to you.

“We don’t-“ Seonghwa grimaces. “We don’t know.”

“And that’s okay. I wasn’t expecting any of you to.” You smile softly. “In fact, I would have been surprised if you did.”

“How are we supposed to answer a question if you know we don’t know the answer?” A slight scowl pulls at Mingi’s features, a rough edge to his voice.

“You knew three out of four solutions to the problem. I was simply curious to see if any of you could surmise the fourth on your own.” You begin walking over to that picnic table off to the side, a casual gait to your steps. “I also needed to know if you could come up with the other mixtures, without relying on the easiest solutions you could ever have at your disposal. Of course, there are multiple ways in which you can tackle any problem. There always have been, and there always will be. Even when there only seems like there is one way out, sometimes, you just have to make your own.”

Reaching the bench, you perch yourself comfortably on the edge. You sit with your hands resting lightly over your thighs, noticing how Jungwoo, Renjun, and Sicheng all join you without a word. The other eight dragons all step closer, standing across from you with mild furrows to their brows.

“Has your eldest told you what type of dragon he is, yet?”

Quite a few curious glances are sent Seonghwa’s way. The only few who don’t seem confused for the moment are Hongjoong and Jongho.

“But Seonghwa doesn’t have a personalized power.” Yeosang frowns.

“He does.”

“What?” Mingi’s disbelief is clear in his voice. “Since when?”

“Since the day he was born.”

“How is that possible?” Yunho turns to look at the eldest beside him. “What power have you always had?”

At the way Seonghwa fidgets from foot to foot, looking bashfully down at the ground at his feet, you quirk a brow.

“Would you like to tell them, or should I?”

Seonghwa lifts his gaze, briefly glancing at his clan mates on either side of him.

“Poison.” His voice is small, but there’s no denying the soft smile that begins to tug onto his lips. “I’ve always been a dragon with the power of poison.”

“That’s great, Hwa!” San instantly begins beaming, clapping the elder man on his back.

“What a cool power!” Wooyoung nods, mirroring the large smile on San’s face instantly. “That’s incredible!”

Hongjoong and Jongho both seem to stand a little straighter, nothing but affection dripping from their gazes as they admire the male standing beside them. Even Yunho and Yeosang look impressed, smiles stretching onto their faces as they voice their congratulations to the dragon they have known for decades.

Still, that frown never once leaves Mingi’s features. “That’s great and all, but how does knowing Seonghwa’s power is that of poison help us in this situation?”

Amusement dances within your eyes, looking from one male to the next expectantly. Only, after a full minute of them all staring back at you, standing with seemingly bated breath, you chuckle.

“Because of the type of dragon he is, Seonghwa’s blood is a natural antidote to almost any type of toxin you can think of. Well, all except for my own.”

The shock is clear on all of their faces, Mingi, San, and even Yunho gaping at this new information. Yeosang’s eyebrows raise in consideration, both Hongjoong and Jongho soon humming lightly while nodding their heads. Seonghwa, on the other hand, still appears quite bashful. A look you honestly did not think the male was capable of.

“So, we could always use Seonghwa’s blood as a backup if all else fails!” Wooyoung gasps, nodding in understanding.

“Why not just use his blood all the time?” Mingi asks, as if the answer should be obvious. “If his blood is a natural antidote, then shouldn’t we just keep it in reserve for emergencies?”

“No.” The stern tone of your voice catches them all by surprise. “You should never do that.”

This time, it’s Seonghwa’s turn to frown. “Why not?”

“How many poison dragons have you ever met in your lifetime?”

They each take a moment to think.

“Not many.” Jongho is the one to answer for them all, sparing a brief look towards his brothers.

“There’s a reason for that.” Renjun sighs, both Sicheng and Jungwoo suddenly looking quite solemn.

“Tell me, Young Ones, have you ever heard of the Paladin Raids?”

They each shake their heads.

“I’ll admit, we’re unaware of such raids.” Hongjoong is the one to speak, a slight grimace pulling onto his features.

“I’m not surprised. There’s aren’t very many left who remember them. They took place before I was born, over five and a half centuries ago. The only reason I am aware of them is because of my Uncle Ken. As vigorous as my physical training and the like were, he also ensured that I was well versed in our history, and the history of our land. Amongst other subjects, of course.”

“Will we ever get to meet this uncle of yours?” Yunho quirks a brow, a lightheartedness to his tone.

“That has yet to be seen.” The corner of your lips quirk, but none of them fail to miss the way your gaze darts over to linger on Jongho’s figure.

Said male straightens in his spot, a small, bashful smile tugging at his features.

In the next moment, your expression is turning serious once more.

“There used to be many more poisonous dragons in the world than there are now. It used to be a well known fact amongst our kind that their blood could cure almost any toxin that there was. Of course, these specific antidotes were only meant to be used as a last resort. My Uncle can recount many instances where his friends used to be asked for their blood all of the time by desperate, unknown dragons. Many would accept to help their kin, even if they had never met. Not all of us are as adept at healing or fighting ailments as those born with such abilities. Not all of us take the opportunity to learn.”

You can tell you have their rapt attention, your three Neos remaining silent as they let you speak.

“It was only a matter of time before that information fell into the wrong hands.” A slight grimace pulls onto your features, lips tugging downwards significantly in the corners. “The S’ber hunters-“

A deep, guttural snarl tears from Jongho’s throat, his eyes flashing a deep gold. Lips curl over suddenly sharp fangs in a snarl, claws unsheathing as his fingers flex at his sides.

You shoot him a pointed look before continuing. A look which not just Yeosang picks up on.

“The S’ber hunters are some of the most ruthless and vile of them all. Long since have they hated our kind, searching for the ancients nests in hopes to destroy us all.” You take a deep breath in through your nose, leaning forward to rest your elbows on your knees. “Once they found out about the antidotal properties of those specific types of dragons’ blood, they realized how useful it could be.”

Sharp inhales are heard from all eight of them. Yet, none are as loud as Seonghwa’s, Yeosang’s, or Hongjoong’s. Yunho’s throat works, swallowing thickly as his entire body goes still. In fact, you can tell just from the way that he freezes that he’s momentarily forgotten how to breathe.

“Many poisonous dragons were captured and bled dry, the S’ber’s hoarding their blood in reserves. Normally, these hunters will not outright kill a dragon should they capture one. They will torture them until they are content with the outcome. Whether that be through the retrieval of information they have long since desired, or death, it does not matter. The only exception being dragons with a poisonous nature. It was far easier for them to bleed them dry than to keep them alive and wait for them to procure more blood.”

Gently, you clasp your hands in front of your face, lacing your fingers together as you peer up at each of them. The horror painted on their features perfectly mimics your own, back when you had first learned of the atrocity of the Paladin Raids.

“Luckily for us, but unfortunately for them, the S’ber hunters were not aware that our blood only has a certain shelf life. It cannot survive for longer than ten days outside of its host. They did not, and still do not, possess the magic needed to store such a delicacy. They can never.” Then, after a moment. “They will never.”

“Those raids started with the systematic hunting and bleeding of poison dragons across the land. Once the S’ber’s learnt of the short shelf life of our blood outside of our bodies, they took their rage out on us without remorse.” Your voice drops, deepening slightly with the weight of your emotions. “The only peace of mind we have from that time is knowing that the dragons that had been suffering in their captivity were finally set free in death. They slaughtered hundreds of us in retaliation, and once they had no more prisoners to torture, they set out to enslave new ones.”

A choked sob reaches your ears, and you turn your head to see Sicheng barely keeping himself together. Tears stream freely from his eyes, a hand slapped over his mouth as his entire body begins shaking.

Instantly, your arm is around him, pulling him into your side. Softly, you begin cooing while running your fingers through his hair, letting Sicheng openly sob into your chest as he hides his face against you.

“May I tell them?” Your voice is much softer than mere moments before as you whisper the question down at Sicheng.

His nod is all the confirmation you need.

Lifting your head, your lips tug downwards solemnly.

“Sicheng lost both of his grandparents, and his eldest aunt during the Paladin Raids. He almost lost his father, too."

Glancing back at the eight Halas before you, you notice that Sicheng is not the only one with tears in his eyes. Both San and Wooyoung cry openly, holding onto each other for support. Yunho, like Sicheng, holds a hand over the lower half of his face, eyes shining as he attempts to steady his breathing.

A silent path of tears cut down the sides of Seonghwa’s cheeks, the eldest pursing his lips tightly to keep his chin from wobbling. Hongjoong rests his hand over Seonghwa’s back, his expression completely stoic as he just manages to keep his composure. Even Mingi’s expression has hardened, his jaw twitching as he stares right past you at the forest behind your back.

The only two without tears in their eyes are Jongho and Yeosang.

Despite his calm exterior, you can see the storm raging inside of Yeosang’s eyes. His throat works as he swallows thickly, hands balling into fists at his sides. Jongho, instead, looks ready to tear something apart. His whole body shakes in rage, the familiar static of electricity buzzing lightly throughout the air. That scowl hasn’t once left his face, fangs still peeking out from behind curled lips.

“So, no,” You reiterate, lifting your gaze to meet Mingi’s own. “You should never keep Seonghwa’s blood in reserve in case of emergencies. Not only because of its short shelf life, but because of all of his kin that have been taken and drained due to what they are. If you want to ensure that his antidotal blood is always there when you absolutely need it, then you need to ensure his survival. He is apart of your clan, and you are his. You survive if he survives, and he survives if you all survive. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

Yeosang, Jongho, Yunho, and Mingi all instantly answer at once.

“We understand.” Hongjoong nods once, firmly.

“Good.” You return his nod, noticing how Sicheng begins to slowly calm down. His sobs are quieting, breathing evening out the longer you go threading your fingers gently through his hair.

Taking a moment to look over the eight Hala dragons before you, you ensure to meet each of their gazes. As you do so, they stand a little straighter in their spots, nodding their both confirmation and understanding.

Finally, your gaze lands on the eldest standing before you.

“You need to promise to stop being so reckless. You’re more important than you realize.” You release your hold on Sicheng as he sits upright, refusing to tear your gaze away from Seonghwa’s own. “I say this to my cubs all the time, but it still holds true for you. You are always worth more than you will ever know.”

“I promise.” Seonghwa’s Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows thickly, clearing his throat in the next moment. “I promise you that I’ll never take my life granted again.”

“Don’t promise me,” You shake your head lightly, a soft smile tugging onto your lips. Briefly, your gaze flits around at the seven other men standing beside him. “Promise them.”

Immediately, Seonghwa turns to face the seven other members of his clan. Nothing but sincerity rests on his features as a deep magic begins swirling through the air, emanating from his very being.

“I promise,” Seonghwa begins, keeping his voice steady and strong, “To stop acting like a pompous ass all the time, and to become a person that you can all rely on whenever you may need me. I will not allow my fear of inadequacy control me any longer. I will, however, always strive to be worthy of this clan, and of those that have put their faith in me. My life is as important to me now, as yours have always been. I will never let you down again. This I swear on my very soul.”

A moment of silence passes over the entire clearing as Seonghwa’s promise rings true. All you can do is sit there, observing the scene before you with a semi-amused look on your face. Not only that, but pride.

Hongjoong turns to face the dragon beside him, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Seonghwa’s neck. A position of which the eldest mirrors in the blink of an eye. Neither say anything as they tilt their heads forwards, foreheads resting against each other as a deep understanding passes through them all.

Still, that deep magic lingers within the air.

“As I promise to do the same,” Hongjoong voices lowly, eyes beginning to glow with that familiar gold as he stares into Seonghwa’s own. “With all that I am, I swear to you that you will never have to suffer alone. I will lead you all to the best of my abilities, but I cannot do this alone. I will be right by your sides, as I hope with everything I am that you will all be right by mine. You are my clan, as I am yours. I will never let any of you traverse this path without me. We are in this together, guiding each other through it all, and I would not have it any other way.”

The other six immediately gather around the two eldest, both Seonghwa and Hongjoong pulling away from each other momentarily. You watch on as they release their holds over the backs of their necks, and instead opt to clasp their opposite hands together. The tips of their fingers curl around each other, locked in a sacred hold as one by one, the others add their touch to their joined hands.

As each male grabs onto either Seonghwa’s or Hongjoong’s hand in the centre of their little circle, they utter but two words.

“I promise.”

Once the last male has connected, that magic swirls around them, converging at the point of contact where their hands meet. It surrounds them on all sides, seemingly getting sucked into a vortex emanating from the centre of their small circle. Then, once it has all been collected, it explodes outwards, washing over all eight of them like stardust falling from the heavens above.

With nothing other than a smile on your face, you watch such a sacred bond form right before your very eyes.

For a moment, nothing is said. Instead, you allow the lingering traces of their newly formed Drygg Promise to dissipate. You can tell that you’re not the only one pleased by this turn of events, smiles being worn by all parties involved as they finally break from their small circle. Happy sniffles greet your ears, many a man clapping each other on the back lightly.

Almost subconsciously, you begin to nod.

“Good.” You hum, your voice drawing their attention back to you instantly. “Now that that’s settled, you should all head home and get some rest. The next couple of days will be intense, and you will need to reserve your strength. Ensure that you’re not late. Tomorrow, your physical training begins.”

[mint-yooxgi]

Not to be dramatic, but I might actually be working on the next chapter of Morning Mist 👀

[boxeom]

I love yanderes that are genuinely bewildered and heartbroken when you're scared of them. They've got such a sincere look of confusion on their face when you snap at them and shove them away. They're absolutely crestfallen when you flinch out of their touch. It's a deeply horrific and infectious delusion that almost makes you feel like you've done something wrong.

[koalaswillpeeonyou]

@mint-yooxgi your trickster hongjoong <3

[mint-yooxgi]

Could not have said it better myself

[mint-yooxgi]

Hi Jackie, remember me? I've only been embarrassing myself the whole time I send you my asks (plz forget that freak 💀). Btw, it's been awhile since I deleted Tumblr, and I kind of miss you since you were a big help during my darkest time. How are you? Genuinely, I'm glad that you're still active despite all these years. And your fics always a great ones to read after school. I'm currently going overseas for my master degree and I had to settle for new jobs and stuff, and as I Surf through the internet i found you again! I hope you still remain active in creating works in the future. Luv u

-🍁

OMG HELLO!!!! HOW ARE YOU?!??!

It's been awhile! Though, I don't even recall any of your previous asks being embarrassing. Please don't think they were!

I'm well! Significantly better than a year ago, and counting. Honestly a little sleepy since I just woke up from a nap lol, but it is what it is.

Oh, that sounds so exciting! Good luck on your masters! I always enjoy travelling, even when it's for school. Some of my best memories I have was when I did my summer exchange in Seoul when I was in uni. I hope you have a great time, and make sure you take care of yourself first and foremost!!

[mint-yooxgi]

Rereading HC has also just made me realize how much my writing style has changed since then

[mint-yooxgi]

Hello! :] Can I request Possessive Trickster Bang Chan for the drabbles? tysm! <3

You should have known better.

Every dark gaze, every wolfish grin, you ignored. How could you not? Christopher was always nothing but a gentleman. Not once could you see the warning signs everyone else seemed to tell you about. He's never once raised his voice. Those hands of his have been nothing but gentle every time they touched your skin.

Always, always, always, he was kind.

Maybe that was your downfall.

You should have known better.

Perhaps Chris never raised his voice, but he had this certain tone he liked to use whenever he was around you. You brushed it off as playful one too many times, ignoring the slight condescending undertones of his words. The two of you often joked around each other, Chris having warned you more than once about the consequences of certain actions.

You should have listened.

Tender touches would forever grace your skin. Those defined muscles of his never once made you second guess that his arms were anything but safe. Though, now that you think about it, he always had to be touching you. Whether it was a hand placed onto the small of your back, or fingers wrapped loosely around your wrist every time you attempted to pull away, Chris always needed to feel your skin beneath his own.

Grips you now realize lingered a little too long... Were a little too tight.

It was innocent enough, the date you were supposed to go on. Changbin was nice, and the two of you had been friends for quite awhile. Really, your other friends weren't the only ones getting tired of the both of you skirting around your feelings for each other. Yet, for some reason, he always stayed away.

You should have realized that that had been a warning.

"Are you finished crying, now?"

That voice...

What once had been such a tender comfort for you now only sends shivers of terror racing down your spine. You'd much rather go back to sitting in the dark, alone. Despite the sensation of his eyes following your every move, at least you had the silence to keep you company. Now, there's only the stark reminder that everything you once knew about the man standing mere feet away from you was all a lie.

"Are you ready to talk?"

Red fills your vision, nostrils flaring as you inhale a sharp breath.

"I'm not the one who's caged me like some wild animal."

Footsteps sound off to your left, turning your head to see that familiar face walk into the light. Bars separate him from you, steel and firm, reminding you just how dire your situation now is.

"If you had listened to me like I told you to, we wouldn't be in this mess right now, Darlin'."

"Do not call me that."

"Why not?" A quirked brow meets your gaze, Chris' eyes shining in amusement. "You seemed to have no problem with the term when it was with your date."

Smartly, you remain silent, narrowing your gaze at the man across from you.

"Ah, but maybe that's it?" He hums, and suddenly his features are shifting right before your very eyes. "If I change my appearance, does that make it easier?"

"You killed him." The words are no more than a low drawl, cutting through the darkness like a knife. Your breathing picks up, heat flaring beneath your skin. "You killed him, and now you dare take on his visage?"

The familiar face of Changbin stares back at you, but you's recognize those cold and calculating eyes anywhere. The mirage of your date cocks his head, blinking curiously as you seethe in the corner.

"I don't tend to make a lot of mistake, Darlin'," Chris begins, stepping closer. He lifts a hand, wrapping his fingers gently around one of the bars to your cell. "I'll admit, this has definitely been a bit of an oversight on my part. I thought I made it very clear to those friends of yours that I don't like sharing. As long as he had stayed away from you, he would have still been alive."

Slowly, those features of his shift back to normal. The only difference being the sudden black voids that takes over his eyes, sharp fangs peeking out from behind lips now curled into a snarl. Gone is the inviting smile he would always wear, expression sharpening until his entire face is bathed in shadows.

You should have known better.

"His mistake was thinking that he could have you."

[mint-yooxgi]

Okay, so, I've been getting the itch to reread HC again from the beginning, so I might pause the podcast rereads for the time being. I'm really wanting to start working on it again since there are some things around me that have been reminding me about the series. I'm hoping I can stick to it, and hopefully get back into it soon. I've never given up on PG, and I think it's time I get back to giving it the love it deserves.

[kpoppingandneverstopping]

I love and support this decision. HC and PG have a special place in my heart. Thinking of going back and rereading and adding my own little comments at the end like I did with Red Cap Mingi but I'm so strapped for time recently that I can't give it the love I want to pour out. We shall see what the future holds.

[mint-yooxgi]

Literally, just the fact that you want to do that means so much to me. I absolutely loved the Red Cap reblog you did, so thinking about that for HC/PG makes my heart warm. I definitely know the feeling of not having enough time, though, so first and foremost, make sure you're taking care of yourself. This isn't me tryna be like 'omg please do that', I just wanted to reblog to say the thought alone makes me so happy 🥰

[mint-yooxgi]

Okay, so, I've been getting the itch to reread HC again from the beginning, so I might pause the podcast rereads for the time being. I'm really wanting to start working on it again since there are some things around me that have been reminding me about the series. I'm hoping I can stick to it, and hopefully get back into it soon. I've never given up on PG, and I think it's time I get back to giving it the love it deserves.

[mint-yooxgi]

Kinktober Day 31 - Yandere!Trickster!Hongjoong + Overstimulation & Face Sitting

Anonymous Said: In the spirit of Halloween since it will be October, why not something like Yandere!Trickster!Hongjoong with overstim and face sitting? I don’t know if you know the game Dead By Daylight, but Joong is a dead ringer for the trickster killer (haha, get it? Dead? okay, I’ll see myself out now)

A/n: There has been a reason I’ve been saving this one until last! (also omg, I love it, puns are my weakness lmaoo) Hoooooooooooo booooooyyyyy do I ever know what you’re talking about here, anon. Even just picturing his stage demon ‘I’m going to fucking devour you alive’ looks has me on my KNEES, this just fits him so well ehehehe you have no idea how excited I am for this, and I think you can tell  👀

Word Count: 2,135

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[koalaswillpeeonyou]

imprinted on this fic btw

especially the detail of his eyes looking sad when he sees her trembling because of him and the devastation he must’ve felt when he falls for her feints 🥺

[mint-yooxgi]

This is still one of my favourite kinktober fics I've ever written 🤭

[mint-yooxgi]

Kinktober Day 31 - Yandere!Balrog!Mingi + Queen & Marking

Pairing: Mingi X Fem!Chubby!Reader A/n: There's a plethora of reasons as to why this is so late (almost a year and a half, oops!), so I really hope you'll all forgive me. Also, the reason there's no 'request' attached to this one is mainly because the person who asked for it and I have simply gone our separate ways in life. That being said, I always had full intentions to finish and post this kinktober drabble at some point. I'm just sorry it took so long. Please also forgive any mistakes as the last little bit isn't properly edited since I really wanted to get this out. As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! I hope you all enjoy! Warnings/Genre/Rating: 18+ MDNI - Smut, Mature, Established Relationship, Possession, Monster Features, Yandere, Predator/Prey dynamics at the start (but it's all consensual), Size Kink (if you squint... I mean, he starts out like, twenty feet tall, so...), Use of King/Queen pet names, Mingi calls you his 'Pretty Girl', Biting/Marking, Blood, Oral (fem. rec), Squirting, Overstimulation, Praise, Very Minor Dacryphilia (Again, if you squint), Knotting, Implied Knot fucking, Monster fucking, Mingi has a monster appetite... and a monster cock ;) Word Count: 5,856 Summary: After years of waiting, Mingi finally decides to claim what's his. Kinktober 2024 Mini Masterlist

“Where do you think you’re going, Little One?”

The deep, rumbling voice that fills the chamber seems to come from every direction. Your heart beats frantically, sweat beading on your brow as you look this way and that, attempting desperately to determine your next move. Already, your legs feel as if they’re about to give out beneath you, each step causing your whole body to tremble.

A loud boom echoes around you, the walls shaking as the creature chasing you takes another menacing step closer. You may not be able to see him, but his mere presence is omniscient. Everywhere you turn, you just know his eyes are on you.

“You cannot hide.”

The sound of rocks tumbling to the floor causes your breath to hitch in your throat, another thunderous step shaking the chamber around you. He’s getting closer, and it’s only a matter of time before he finally catches up. You swear you can already feel the heat of his body radiating against your skin, only causing tingles to shoot up your spine.

You’ve already wasted enough time. You need to move.

Dust kicks up with your every step, feet pounding against the stone pathway. Deeper and deeper you sink, dirt and grime clinging to the ends of your dress. The thin material of your skirt is already tattered and shredded, the fabric fluttering like wisps of smoke as you descend deeper into the madness surrounding you. All that you have to guide you are small torches, their flames seeming to burn into naught but embers when you turn back to glance the monster lurking over your shoulder.

You should have realized that he’s always been much closer than you think.

As if he’d ever let you get away…

When you first met Mingi, he appeared to you no different than an elf. He kept his hair short and his nails long. Both of which were quite unusual for his kind, in your opinion. Not that he seemed unkempt, he just didn’t blend in to the usual company that you surrounded yourself with. Plus, he lived on the outside of town near the mountains, mainly keeping to himself away from others. Much different than the dwellings you know elves prefer to have deep inside of forests.

Mingi hated trees. In fact, he hated almost all forms of plant life that grew around the area. The only type he seemed to tolerate was moss. Not the kind that grew in the forests surrounding the mountains, but the type that made its home on rocks. Something about the will to cling to life despite not being able to take root deep in the softness of soil.

The only thing Mingi hated more than trees was water. Any time it rained, you’d never see him dip his head out of his little cave that he called home. No matter how often you pried, or attempted to offer him a better home, he had always been perfectly content residing near the mouth of the mines. ‘Homely’, he called it. A place meant for only him and the one that was meant to return back to him after being so long apart.

You asked him about that once. About why he lingered in such a damp and dreary location if he hated it so much. Why would he force himself to stay if this one person he had been waiting for had yet to return to him in centuries?

Every time, without fail, he would reply with the same sad smile on his face: “They’ve just simply forgotten the way home.”

Now, glancing his imposing figure beneath the stone archway of the stairs, you realize the severity of your situation. Large wisps of wings stretch out behind his back, smoke emanating from his entire form. Two sharp horns, as black as night, rest on the top of his head, curving outwards before pointing straight up into the air. Bright embers burn within his towering figure, only causing his very silhouette to shine as if surrounded by a halo. Though, you know that he is no angel.

No. Mingi has made that fact explicitly clear.

Gone are the soft, yet callused hands you’ve come to love. Instead, each finger has been replaced by black talons, his palms larger than the length of your torso. Every exhale breathes more smoke into the area, black wisps billowing out from deep within his being. There’s something within his glowing eyes that lets you know that they’re fixated on you, his spine straightening as he lets out another earth shattering roar.

Slowly, Mingi begins to descend the stairs.

Each step is calculated, the weight of his true form causing the chamber to rumble around you. You nearly go tumbling forward as the shockwaves caress against your feet, breath hitching as you slip down the stone stairs.

Your eyes go wide, heart sinking in your chest as the world around you begins to move in slow motion. A feeling of absolute weightlessness surrounds you, and for a brief moment, you swear you see your life flash before your very eyes. The air is stolen from your lungs, bracing yourself for impact as you begin to tumble forward, and down the stone steps you had so desperately been using flee.

Only, the pain never comes.

Instead, you feel yourself being lifted into the air. The touch is surprisingly gentle, claws wrapping themselves around your body as if you might break at the slightest of pressure. Still, you can feel the very tips of a few pricking at your skin, tearing the fabric of your dress even more than it already has.

Amber burns brightly within his gaze as Mingi lifts you to his eye level. Your arms rest over the top of his hand, squirming beneath his heated stare as you struggle to free yourself. You still had more fight left in you, and you’re sad that a mere slip up on your end got you caught so quickly.

“No fair! You tripped me up!”

A semi-amused huff escapes the balrog holding onto you, more smoke billowing out from his nostrils. You can practically sense the glee radiating off of him at your mishap, more thunderous footsteps shaking the chamber as Mingi carries you deeper into his domain.

Reaching the bottom of the steps reveals a vast cavern, the ceiling stretching upwards and outwards for miles. Natural light pours in from small crevices in the side of the mountain, casting shadows over the pillars holding such a chamber steady. More torches light the walls, pictures carved into the stones depicting a very personal story.

The story of you and him.

Turning left, Mingi marches over to a separate room. It’s much smaller than the chamber you were just in, but just as detailed. Gold dances across the carved stone walls, veins of mithril shimmering within. More torches light the area, the only item of note held within such a space the intricate stone alter raised on a small platform in the centre of the room. A soft cushion resides on top of it, thin wisps of fabric lining every corner and acting as a transparent shield of protection for any that reside beneath.

With the gentlest of ease, Mingi settles you carefully atop of the alter. He’s spent a great deal of time preparing for this moment, and he wants to make sure everything is perfect. Which is exactly why he keeps you pinned beneath his hand as he stares down at you with those piercing eyes.

“The time has finally come to make you mine.”

Mingi’s voice seems to come from everywhere and nowhere all at once. The flickering flames only serve to make his large, imposing figure all the more menacing as he leans over you, staring you down as the tips of his claws dig into the soft cushion beneath you. All you can do is stare back at him with wide eyes, heart pounding erratically inside of your chest as you wait for his next move.

Slowly, the creature above you begins to shrink. Familiar features become apparent through the smoke, Mingi partially shifting back into his humanoid form. Black claws still adorn the tips of his fingers, those horns continuing to sit proudly upon his head. Large wings made of nothing but the darkest of shadows flare out above you, those embers still burning brightly within his eyes. Sharp features greet your sight. Features which you have come to both know and love, just as you did many years ago.

Finally, after all this time, you remember.

You remember him. You remember yourself. You remember the both of you. Together.

Lips press against your own, hands sliding up the sides of your thighs. Mingi’s touch is warm, and though you know he burns hotter than any sun, he would never burn you. Instead, your skin is greeted by a comfort you had long forgotten. A comfort which you are glad to finally be able to feel after going so long without it.

“I missed you,” Words get mumbled against your lips, Mingi parting from you only to begin dragging his own across your cheek and down your neck. Soft kisses get pressed against your skin, the tip of his fangs brushing along your pulse. The way you shudder beneath him has him smiling against your neck. “I knew you would return to me one day.”

The two of you made a promise. A promise which you both have every intention to keep.

“I told you I would find my way back home.” Your fingers come up to thread lightly through his hair. Ever since you got your full memories back, he’s begun to grow the dark locks out again. Those familiar streaks of amber shine throughout, only becoming more prominent the longer the strands get. “I kept you waiting long enough.”

“And I told you that a King waits as long as he has to in order for His Queen to return.”

Another shiver rushes down your spine, a soft gasp parting your lips.

“Fuck-“

“Still like it when I call you that, eh, Pretty Girl?” The tip of his nose nudges the underside of your jaw.

“Never stopped…”

“Just as I never stopped loving you,” He hums, trailing more open mouthed kisses up your neck. His lips find your pulse, suckling gently at your skin. Soft pants escape him, low rumbles beginning to emanate from deep within his chest. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this day…”

“You don’t have to wait any longer, My King,” Your fingers gently continue to thread through his hair, holding him lightly to you. “I’m here now to fulfill your every fantasy.”

Another low, rumbling growl fills the chamber around you. Those embers held within his eyes burn brighter, the corner of his lips twitching upwards.

“Then, what are we waiting for, Pretty Girl?” The tips of his fangs peek out from behind his lips. “It’s time to make you mine.”

The sound of tearing fabric reaches your ears, and in the blink of an eye, Mingi has torn your dress right from your body. You can feel the tips of his claws trailing over your chest as he does so, sending another prominent shiver down your spine. The shredded fabric soon gets tossed to the side, Mingi’s hands settling on your waist as he kisses his way down your body, nuzzling his face tenderly between your breasts. Small nips get trailed over your skin, lips soothing over the scrapes left behind by his fangs. Even his tongue comes out to caress over your skin, tracing along the swell of your one breast until he comes to settle himself directly above your heart.

Loving hands trace up your sides, fingers caressing over your skin as he shifts to cup your breasts. His thumbs tease over your nipples, squeezing at such soft flesh as a deep moan reverberates from within his throat. More kisses get traced over the curve of your breast, tongue coming out to flick teasingly over your nipple as you arch into his touch. You can feel the way he smiles against you, suckling that pert bud lightly between his lips while giving such tender flesh another appreciative squeeze.

A gasp parts your lips, eyes fluttering as you feel his thumb and forefinger begin to pinch at your opposite nipple. Ever so carefully, he begins rolling that pert bud between his fingers, continuing to nip at your skin all the while.

“Mingi…” His name escapes you as no more than a blissful sigh, those strong hips of his slotting themselves against your own. The way he slowly begins to grind himself into you elicits another gasp from your throat.

“That’s it, Pretty Girl,” Mingi coos, pressing more heated kisses against the skin of your breast. “Just like that… Cry out for me…”

Those sinful lips of his wrap around your nipple once more, suckling lightly while the tip of his tongue teases against that sensitive nub. The fingers of his opposite hand continue to tease at your other breast, rolling the pert bud between them. You can even feel the tender scrape of his fangs drag along such sensitive skin, only causing a sharp gasp to part your lips.

You have just enough time to feel the way he smirks against your skin before he’s releasing your nipple with a wet pop. Another tender kiss gets placed upon the swell of your breast before Mingi sinks his fangs deeply into your flesh, directly above your heart.

The sharp sting, followed immediately by the soothing warmth of pleasure, causes your back to arch slightly from the alter. Your breath catches in your throat, hips jerking against his own as you feel him pull away from you, only to begin laving his tongue over the mark immediately afterwards.

“Mine.”

The deep, rumbling tone that echoes around you goes directly to your core, pleasure pooling within. Your heart flutters, fingers digging harshly into the skin of his shoulders to ground yourself. Already, your head is spinning, and he’s only just begun.

“Yours, Mingi,” You breathe out, peering down at him through hooded eyes. “I always have been, and I always will be.”

“Damn straight,” Each word is lined with a low growl, those embers within his eyes burning brightly as he peeks up at you. “You’re mine, My Queen. Just as I am yours.”

“Mine.”

This time, it’s his turn for his hips to jerk against yours, a low moan parting his lips. Mingi’s brow furrows, laving his tongue one more time over your new bite mark before kissing the rest of the way down your body.

Mingi takes his time to trail his lips over every inch of your skin, moaning against you with every kiss. His hands slide over your every curve, squeezing at your flesh appreciatively every chance he gets. More marks are bit into your skin, but none are as prominent as the one now shining over your chest. Still, you know him, and you know that each new nip is simply Mingi finally being able to claim his territory, just as he’s always longed to do.

You can’t wait to be able to do the same to him.

“Just relax, My Queen,” Mingi’s low voice rumbles out, shifting himself lower over your body. “Right now, it’s all about you.”

Tender hands settle onto the skin of your thighs, sliding upwards and hooking lightly beneath your knees. He takes his time to spread you apart, moaning at the sight of your dripping cunt now on full display for him. You swear you watch those embers within his eyes pulse as you clench hard around nothing, feeling the way a drop of your arousal leaks out over your ass.

“Fuck- What a pretty little pussy, just weeping for my touch…” Mingi groans, another deep rumble echoing from within his chest. “And she’s all fucking mine to devour…”

“All yours, Min,” You coo, bringing your hand down to gently brush a few strands of his hair off of his forehead. “Feast to your heart’s content.”

“With pleasure…”

The moment those words leave his lips, Mingi wastes no time finally leaning into you. The very tip of his tongue traces up the curve of your ass, following the exact path that small bead of arousal had not even seconds before.

Fingers sink into the backs of your thighs, the tips of his claws pricking against your flesh as Mingi laves his mouth over the entirety of your cunt. Lewd slurping sounds echo throughout the chamber, low groans getting breathed against you with every movement of his lips. His tongue slips out to part your folds, swirling that muscle so eagerly around your entrance before coming back up to flick teasingly over your clit.

“Fuck- Mingi!” Your fingers tangle in his hair, opposite hand coming up to wrap around his one horn. You tug him in closer, not that he really seems to mind. “Just like that-“

A pleased chuckle reverberates against your cunt, Mingi soon flattening his tongue and pressing it firmly against your clit. Slow, purposeful circles get drawn over that sensitive little bud, lips caressing over your cunt before wrapping around your clit and sucking like his very life depends on it..

Mingi’s eyes pulse as you keen into his touch, your thighs already beginning to tremble around his head.

He pulls you in closer.

Hot breaths and heavy pants hit your cunt with his every exhale, low growls escaping him. No drop is to go to waste, Mingi laving his mouth over your entire cunt before suckling your folds between his lips. Again, he soothes over your swollen clit, curling his tongue over such a sensitive bud before suckling at it so tenderly.

All the while, that familiar pressure builds within you. Each flick of his tongue over that swollen little nub pushes you closer and closer towards the edge. Your fingers tighten in his hair, tugging him in impossibly closer as he suckles your clit between his lips, shaking his head from side to side in the next moment.

With one final flick of his tongue, you fall right over the edge.

“Oh fuck- Mingi! My King!” A loud, keening moan escapes you as your back arches from the bed, thighs trembling around his head. A rush of pure euphoria floods your veins, soft moans and low groans falling from your lips. “I love you! I love you!”

Another pleased growl builds in his throat, Mingi pressing himself further into you. Not once does he dare part from your cunt, your cries only serving to make him even more ravenous than he already is. Amber pulses within his gaze, those large wings of his flaring out above you, smoke billowing out over every inch of the room.

Strong arms wrap around your thighs, keeping you spread wide as Mingi pulls you in even closer. Lewd, wet slurping sounds continue to fill the air, lips caressing over every inch of your dripping cunt. Every drop is but the sweetest, most sacred of nectars that pours from the holiest of founts, and he cannot let any of it go to waste.

Mingi worships the very ground you walk on. The very air you breathe does not know the grace of being able to fill your lungs, nor does any moonlight know the true ecstasy of being able to touch your skin. There is but one person in this entire world worthy of his devotion, and with every waking moment he spends living on this planet, he will forevermore prove that it has always been you.

“My Queen,” Mingi groans, suckling your folds between his lips once more. His tongue easily teases at your entrance before coming back up to flick rapidly over your sensitive clit. Another pleased groan escapes him, “Fuck- I love you…”

Plush lips wrap around your clit, the tip of his tongue circling around such a sensitive nub. His hands squeeze at your sides before sliding up to cup your breasts, fingers beginning to pinch and tease at your nipples. More moans are breathed into your cunt, Mingi soon flattening his tongue and drawing firm circles over your clit.

Your first orgasm has barely receded when you can feel the second building right below the surface. That familiar pressure tightens within your abdomen, thighs tensing around his head as he keeps his full attention focussed on your clit. With each flick and curl of his tongue over that little bundle of nerves, pleasure pulses within your veins. Your head begins to spin, fingers tightening their holds around him as your hips begin grinding against his tongue in time with his movements over you.

Another pleased hum escapes him, Mingi’s eyes shining as he watches your every reaction. Not once does he dare part from you, tracing the tip of his tongue over your clit before flicking rapidly at that pert little bud.

His wings flutter above you both, smoke casting thick shadows across the room. With each breath, more smoke billows out from his form, bathing the chamber in a fluid darkness that is all too familiar to him. Those piercing eyes of his burn brightly, holding you captive as you stare down at the creature utterly devouring you between your legs.

With another firm suck given over your clit, you tumble right over the edge.

Nothing but high pitched moans and whines of his name escape your lips as you feel that pressure finally snap within you, squirting all over his face. The pleased snarl he lets out goes right to your core, the corners of your vision going white as he laves his mouth over the entirety of your cunt. Thighs tremble around his head, his muscles straining as he keeps you pinned beneath him, still not relenting for even one second.

“Oh, gods- Mingi!” A scream tears from your throat, tears of overstimulation pricking at the corners of your eyes. All you can offer him are high pitched whines of his name, choked breaths parting your lips as he continues to flick his tongue rapidly over your clit. “My King! Fuck! You’re gonna make me-“

Your voice breaks as you get thrown immediately into another orgasm, your release gushing out of you as you squirt once more over his face. Not that Mingi seems to mind… At all…

That eager mouth of his continues to lave over your dripping cunt, pleased snarls and low rumbles escaping his chest. The tips of his claws prick into the skin of your waist, holding you close as lewd slurping noises continue to fill the air. Deep groans are breathed onto your cunt, Mingi finally slowing his movements as he cleans you with his tongue. No drop is to go to waste. Not when he’s been waiting for this moment for centuries.

Tender kisses get traced over your weeping slit, more pleased hums falling from his lips. Large hands soothe over your sides, sliding down your body to caress over your hips. Carefully, he brings his touch around to settle on the inside of your thighs, spreading you open as you continue to shake beneath his fingertips.

“Shhh, that’s it, Pretty Girl,” He coos so lovingly up at you. Soft kisses soon begin getting trailed over your inner thighs, Mingi nuzzling so tenderly against your skin. “Such a good girl for me… Squirting all over my face and soaking the sheets…Fuck- Could you get anymore perfect, My Queen?”

The corners of your lips twitch upwards, finally releasing your death grip over his hair and his one horn. A soft, airy chuckle escapes you, bringing a hand up to rub at your face. All the while, you attempt to catch your breath, chest rising and falling steadily with every inhale. Still, you cannot help the way your heart positively flutters at his words.

Slow, meticulous kisses get trailed back up your body, Mingi taking his time to lave his tongue over every bite he’s left behind. His lips soon find your own once more, slotting himself comfortable between your thighs. You can feel the weight of his hard cock settle onto your hip, a small bead of precome dribbling onto your skin. It makes you shiver, anticipation clawing at your stomach for what has still yet to come.

“I love you,” Mingi pulls away to stare deeply into your eyes. “I’ve loved you since the very first breath of the universe, and I will continue to love you even after all of the stars fade from the night sky.”

Your expression softens, heart swelling with warmth inside of your chest as you stare up at the beautiful creature holding himself above you. A soft call of his name falls from your lips, hands sliding over his chest before shifting to wrap your arms around his shoulders. Gently, you card your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, refusing to tear your gaze away from his for even a second.

“You are more precious to me than all of the gems in the earth,” Your voice is barely above a whisper, but even you can tell you have his complete and utter attention. “Nothing, no one, will ever replace you in my heart. From now, for all eternity, you will always be my home.”

Mingi’s lips are suddenly on your own, a soft whimper escaping his throat. The sheer desperation in his kiss takes your breath away, feeling the way he brings a hand down to grab his cock in the next moment. He teases the head through your folds a few times, bumping lightly over your clot before he lines himself up with your entrance, pushing forwards slowly.

The bulbous head pushes through your folds, making way for every ridge that fills your cunt with every inch he pushes into you. Each time he pushes forwards slightly, he pulls back, only to sink deeper inside of you with the next roll of his hips. You knew he would be big, his cock much thicker than you expected him to be. With each inch, you can feel him stretching you out, the base flaring wider the deeper he sinks.

With one final thrust, Mingi bottoms out in you.

A soft gasp escapes your lips, a deep groan emanating from within his chest. You can practically feel the way his cock throbs inside of you, clenching hard around him and feeling every bump and ridge nestled snugly against your inner walls.

The moment he shifts his hips, your breath catches in your throat.

“Fuck- You’re even more perfect than anything I could have ever imagined,” He pants out, a few damp strands of hair falling over his face. Those embers burn brightly within his eyes, lips parted as another moan escapes him. “So fucking tight… and warm.”

“Mingi-“ You voice catches again as he shifts above you, feeling as if the very tip of his cock is inside of your stomach. “Dear gods- I’ve never felt so fucking full in my entire life…”

A pleased growl rumbles from deep within his chest, soon pressing his flush against your own. Sharp eyes stare intently at your face as he pulls halfway out of you before suddenly snapping his hips into yours quite sharply.

Another choked gasp escapes you, clenching tightly around his cock.

“I was made for you, My Queen,” The words are but a low, guttural rumble upon his lips. Slow hands slide up the sides of your body, tracing up your arms until he’s pinning your hands beside your head and intertwining your fingers without a second thought. Ever so carefully, Mingi leans into you, pressing his forehead against your own. “I think it’s time I finally proved it to you.”

The way Mingi squeezes your fingers so delicately with his own completely contrasts the brutal way he begins snapping his hips into your own. The wet sound of skin on skin echoes around the chamber, low grunts and feral snarls emanating from the beast above you. Not once does Mingi tear his eyes away from your own, those fiery embers burning brightly as they seem to pulse with every beat of your heart.

“Oh gods! Mingi!”Your eyes roll into the back of your head, the feeling of him filling you with his cock with his every thrust sending pleasure shooting through your veins. Tingles erupt over your skin, the tip of his cock hitting a spot deep within your cunt each time he sinks into you. Every ridge caresses over your walls perfectly, causing your heart to race and your head to spin. “You feel so fucking good inside of me-“

“Yeah? Feel good, My Queen?” Despite your lashes fluttering, you can hear the grin in his voice. Those strong thighs of his keep yours spread wide, hands continuing to pin yours beside your head. The tip of his nose nudges against your own, soft growls escaping him with every exhale. “You feel like paradise around me. I could get lost in you, forevermore, Pretty Girl…”

Another shameless moan parts your lips, his hips grinding into your own so tenderly. The brief reprise is short lived, Mingi creating that same brutal pace over you once more. Each thrust seems more desperate than the last, as if he might die were he to be parted from you for too long.

Every time he sinks into you, you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. The very tip of his cock hits such a sensitive spot inside of you, feeling as if he sinks deeper and deeper into you with each thrust. Each ridge that lines his cock only adds to your pleasure, brushing against your walls and causing your entire body to come alive.

Those glorious wings of his flare above you, smoke casting shadows over the both your figures. His entire body begins to glow, cracks of embers coming alive across his skin and spreading like lightning all over. He even goes so far as to release his grip on your hands, bringing one of his down to slip between your bodies. His thumb finds your clit, and the moment he begins circling over that sensitive little nub, your eyes begin to roll into the back of your head.

“That’s it, My Queen,” The words are but a rasp on his lips as he sits back up onto his knees. He pulls you in closer with one hand on your hip, claws sinking into the skin of your flesh as he continues to snap his hips into your own. “Let yourself go. I’m right here. Give it to me.”

“Mingi-“ All you can offer him is more whines and high pitched cries of his name, your voice catching in your throat. You can barely keep your eyes cracked open for too long, the sheer euphoria flooding your veins threatening to tip you over the edge at any moment.

Though, from the looks of things, Mingi is faring no better.

Ember blazes in his eyes as he watches your body bounce with every thrust. Those black claws of his have long since sunk into your hip, tiny rivulets of blood soaking into the cushion beneath you. The tips of his fangs pierce his bottom lip, red coating his skin and beginning to drip down his chin.

“Fuck- Never have I seen a sight more beautiful, or more perfect, than you,” He snarls out, pressing his thumb firmer against your clit. The way your whole body shudders beneath his hold has his tongue darting out over his lips. Pure hunger rests in those glowing eyes as he leans himself back over you, cock twitching deep inside of you. “Come for me, My Queen. Fucking flood my cock and feed this insatiable beast who has always longed for you.”

With those words, Mingi sinks his fangs into the side of your neck.

A guttural scream tears from your throat, vision going white as an indescribable euphoria floods your very being. Your thighs trembles uncontrollably around his waist, back arching from the alter as his name falls like a mantra from your lips. Tears leak over your face, nails digging harshly into his skin as you claw at his back, tugging him in impossibly closer. You can feel the way you gush around him, even as his knot begins to swell inside of you.

Warm come bursts inside of you, an earth shattering roar rattling the chamber around you. Mingi’s entire body shakes as he presses himself flush against you, blood coating his lips and continuing to drip down his chin. A few more tender grinds of his hips are given into you as his knot swells, more come flooding your cunt as you squeeze so delicately around him.

Shadows begin to fade, those magnificent wings twitching as he keeps them held over the both of you. Less smoke fills the room, Mingi’s breaths mingling with your own as you both attempt to catch your breaths. He finally collapses on top of you, wrapping his arms securely around your waist and holding you close.

A tender kiss gets placed upon the fresh claim now residing on the side of your neck.

“You did so well for me, Pretty Girl,” His voice is a little strained, causing Mingi to clear his throat in the next second. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too,” You manage to pant out, hands splayed over his back and resting just beneath where his wings protrude. Still, your chest rises and falls in uneven pants, tingles of pleasure still shooting through every inch of your body. “Fuck-“

Mingi hums, a pleased rumble reverberating from deep within his chest. Another kiss gets placed upon your fresh claim, shifting his hips slightly to get more comfortable.

Your breath hitches, lashes fluttering as you feel him settle on top of you. Your arms tighten around him, taking a few slow breaths inwards in an attempt to calm your racing heart.

“Are you alright?”

The inquiry is so cautious… so tender, that you cannot prevent the way the corners of your lips turn upwards.

“Never better,” You hum, a pleasant shudder rushing through your entire body. Slowly, you blink your gaze back open to meet his own. “Are you alright, Min?”

“I don’t think I could be better, even if I wanted to,” A loving nuzzle is given into the side of your neck, his arms squeezing so tenderly around your waist. “My Queen has finally come home.”

“Good,” You coo, bringing a hand up to brush some hair off of his forehead. “I’m glad.”

The smile you wear begins to turn a bit more sultry, and in the blink of an eye, you’ve flipped your positions.

A low groan escapes Mingi, his hands finding purchase on your hips. The soft, inquisitive call of your name only causes the corner of your lips to tug further upwards as you stare down at the beautiful creature splayed out beneath you.

“Now, it’s my turn.”

[mint-yooxgi]

I get so excited when I get the notification that you’ve reblogged something or made a post! Hope you don’t feel pressure to post anything but I’m excited anyways!! Hope you’re taking care of yourself 💕💕💕

Ahhh, thank you so much!! That's so sweet omg 🥹

I always start things nowadays to post, but then I get distracted and lose the momentum, so I'm hoping to actually get something done this time lol

Make sure you're taking care of yourself, too!! 🥰

[minkiverse]

POLY!ATEEZ FIC RECS PART 2

Find other Ateez fic recs HERE!

The long awaited PART TWO!!! I started this last year and it is APRIL 😭😭 I will say this was exponentially harder than part 1 and that is mostly because I read so many fics that sorting through them with my limited tags has been rough lmao, suffice to say a part 3 will be needed. I also have ideas for more curated lists by genre or trope that I hope to work on next so look forward to that! As always please show lots of love to these authors!!!!!

DISCLAIMER none of these works are mine and majority are MATURE 18+, please review all warnings before reading!!!

Key:

✨ - My Favs

🔥 - Smut (MINORS DNI)

⛈️ - Angst

💗 - Fluff

🍑 - Humor

POLY!ATEEZ

The Leaders - @sorryimananti-romantic ✨🔥⛈️💗 Mafia AU ✧ Completed

A masterclass in storytelling and worldbuilding and IM NOT OVEREXAGGERATING!!! Yumi did such an incredible job with this fic and I typically don't like mafia au's but this one is just so well done! Luna is just such a great character in herself and how her story progresses along with meeting the boys its just so good! There were so many moments I was just jaw-dropped reading a new revelation in this fic asdfsdgsfh so if you haven't read it yet DO IT!

Truth or Dare - @shinestarhwaa 🔥 9th Member AU ✧ One Shot

Hotel California Book Two - @mint-yooxgi 🔥⛈️💗 Demon!Ateez ✧ Ongoing

I think this was the fic to make me realize how much I enjoy reading about men who are horrendously down bad, like the crazy kind of in love and obsessed and this fic is peak when it comes to that. And once MC learns her ability to basically control them through there obsession 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ yeah that's the good shit!

clair de lune - @atzfilm 🔥⛈️ Vampire!Ateez ✧ Reincarnation AU ✧ Completed

This author and their way of devastating me 😭😭😭 Just the most complex characterizations of the boys, so many moments when you root for them only to find out another horrible thing they've done 😭😭 one of the most resilient mc's out there that is a fact 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Suns in a Black Sea - @remedyx 🔥⛈️💗 Alien!Ateez ✧ Ongoing

One fic that I'm so excited about because I love an alien fic and even with just 3 chapters I'm hooked 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ And MC being the only one they feel more comfortable with is soooooooooooooooooo good I love that shit 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ AND THE FACT THIS GOT UPDATED DURING THE TIME OF ME WORKING ON THIS LIST!!! thats what you call ✨manifestation✨

our leaves must fall before our flowers can bloom - @eightmakesonebraincell ⛈️💗 Hockey AU ✧ One Shot

Seeds of Love Pt. 2 - @remedyx 🔥💗Coven!Ateez ✧ Two Shot

Rock Will Never Die - @skzdust 🔥 Rock Band AU ✧ A/B/O ✧ One Shot but has Spin-offs

the essence of youth is summers with you - @eightmakesonebraincell ✨💗 Surfer AU ✧ Friends to Lovers AU ✧ One Shot

like i mentioned in my tags, i do not like summer, but this fics makes me so nostalgic for summer if that makes any sense asdgfh and just the way this fic plays out is so up my alley from the friends to lovers to the angst it just is sooo sosososo good

Sexual Education - @joonie-joon 🔥 Inexperienced!Reader ✧ Ongoing

nothing beats having 8 hot friends help you learn and explore sexually on vacation 🙌🙌

no, you dumb fuck. it's the elbow - @eightmakesonebraincell 💗🍑 Band!Teez ✧ College AU ✧ One Shot

MULTIPLE MEMBERS

Murphy's Law - @atzfilm 🔥⛈️💗 Multi x Reader ✧ Alien!Ateez ✧ Soulmate AU ✧ Completed

Oooh the angst in this is so good but the payoff 😩😩😩 its soooooooo good!! I don't want to spoil the end relationship of this fic but god the dynamics are so interesting not just with MC but between the members as well 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

the post-show high - @bombuni 🔥Jongho x Reader x Yeosang ✧ Band AU ✧ One Shot

three's company - @minkieater ✨🔥⛈️💗 Mingi x Reader x Yunho ✧ Ongoing

if you've been on my blog for long enough you'd probably understand how much I would love to be in a yungi sandwich and this fic OH DOES IT DELIVER!!! like my honest to god favorite part about this fic is how complex the relationship is between these 3 it is just so interesting to read about i've just been eating it up and YOU SHOULD TOO!🫵

double stuffed - @kitten4sannie 🔥 San x Reader x Mingi ✧ One Shot

Hotelroom - @shinestarhwaa 🔥 WooSanHwa x Reader ✧ One Shot

just between friends - @honeyhotteoks 🔥 Yunho x Reader x Mingi ✧ One Shot

for the love of the game - @kitten4sannie 🔥 Wooyoung x Reader x Yunho ✧ Baseball AU ✧ One Shot

As Above So Below - @bandgie 🔥Jongho x Reader x Seonghwa ✧ One Shot

play rough - @k-hotchoisan 🔥 San x Reader x Seonghwa ✧ Hybrid AU✧ One Shot

Untitled - @stxrrywoo 🔥 Yeosang x Reader x Jongho ✧ One Shot

happy new year - @yungistiny 🔥Yunho x Reader x Mingi ✧ One Shot

the fool's heart - @ateezlibrary ⛈️ Hongjoong x Reader x Seonghwa ✧ Royalty AU ✧ One Shot

Shy - @minkieater ✨🔥⛈️ San x Wooyoung x Reader ✧ Best Friends to Lovers ✧ One Shot

i love angst and i loooooooove when mc believes her love is unrequited I EAT THAT SHIT UP!!!! like her crash out after finding woosan together is so valid asfsdfgfhdghj i just love how viscerally they are into each other but still too dumb to see (especially shy im so sorry sweetie) special shout out to yunho who does a great job of setting things into motion lmao 🙌

Desire + the conclusion - @sorryimananti-romantic ✨🔥⛈️💗 Hongjoong x Reader x Yunho ✧ Royalty AU ✧ Two Shot (?)

another angsty fic 😩😩 mc being in love with and engaged to yunho while also struggling with her new feelings for hongjoong 👹👹 its sooooo good 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ honestly this is very wholesome because their feelings for eachother are just so pure like you feel the YEARNING in this between joong and mc and then you have yun and mc who like you just feel bliss reading about 🫠🫠 it's just so well done on its own and then yumi my GOAT decided to add a bonus chapter 🙌🙌🙌🙌

Team Red - @peacheeeliz ⛈️💗🍑 Yunho x Reader x Mingi ✧ Superhero AU ✧ SMAU ✧ Completed

Netflix and Chill - @stxrrywoo 🔥 Hongjoong x Reader x Seonghwa ✧ One Shot

Trophies - @outro-jo 🔥 San x Reader x Mingi ✧ Street Racer AU ✧ One Shot

Untitled - @sangis-puppy 🔥 Yeosang x Reader x Mingi ✧ One Shot

After Practice - @kjmalfoy 🔥 Hongjoong x Reader x San ✧ Friends to Lovers ✧ One Shot

Crushed - @sa1co 🔥⛈️ Yunho x Reader x Mingi ✧ Roommate AU ✧ One Shot

On the Mic - @crimsonbubble 🔥 Hongjoong x Reader x Yunho ✧ One Shot

SCENARIOS/TEXTS/HEADCANONS

ateez reaction to s/o being shy during sex - @nateezfics 🔥💗 Headcanons

ateez and their thirsty s/o - @kisshwa 🍑 Texts

Making out with Ateez - @sxcret-garden 🔥 Scenarios

ateez after a concert - @mingwrites ✨🔥Scenarios

not only is this so incredibly hot but the way it was written with how you almost travel with each member from the concert to the hotel (idk how to describe it but it is sooo like pleasing to read!)

ateez as pirates who fall for you (hyung line + maknae line) - @eightmakesonebraincell ✨⛈️💗 Scenarios ✧ Pirate AU

you get a little bit of everything in this fic suave pirate shenanigans, cutie patooties with heart eyes, interesting espionage and daring feats, and an endless time loop as one person desperately tries to save the life of their lover that they keep watching die in their arms :D anyway safe to say the san scenario has stuck with me asdfsdgsfdhh

make up sex with ateez - @nateezfics 🔥⛈️ Scenarios

Ateez sub headcanons - @last-words-ofashootingstar 🔥 Headcanons

top ateez member into pegging - @fairyofjaeyun 🔥 Headcanons

Arranged marriage with Prince Ateez - @nateezfics 🔥⛈️ Royalty AU

Hidden Pleasures - @belongjoong 🔥Drabbles (Ateez biggest kink)

when they make you repeat yourself mid-sex - @mingi-buffering-24-7 🔥 Scenarios

shy/flustered ateez - @blondechariot 💗 Scenarios

Ragebaiting them - @yunhotteoks 🍑 Texts

triangle eyes - @yeonlymine 💗 Drabbles (Trying the Triangle Eyes theory on Ateez)

whichu - @xoxiaojun 🍑 Texts (Needy BF Ateez)

Jealousy Baby - @kisssan 💗 Scenarios ✧ Dad!Teez

Yeah, I could be gentle - @kisssan 🔥 Scenarios (How Rough Ateez is)

call me pretty - @ateezlibrary 🔥 Drabbles (Ateez and petnames)

[mint-yooxgi]

Ahhhhh thank you so much for including Hotel California!!! 🥰

[mint-yooxgi]

To the lovely person who was asking me about fic recs for Ateez in my inbox:

I went to answer your ask on mobile, Tumblr did a weird thing (crashed woohoo!) and the next thing I knew, it disappeared! I'm so sorry about that, so I'll answer it here!

As for any long Ateez fic recs, I don't really have any to give at the moment. It's been quite awhile since I sat down to read on Tumblr (minus the one San fic I reblogged recently), but if you're looking for some good stories, @kwanisms and @honeyhotteoks are both fantastic writers that you should most definitely check out!! I could recommend anything on their masterlists, and you will not be disappointed!

Those are just the two writers that popped into my head immediately, but I'm sure there are tons of others you can explore! When in doubt, simply searching for fics on Tumblr has never failed me in the past!