#ateez demon

[romarennie]

[pinkywritings]

𝔸𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕫 𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕖

Hi guys! I've already started working on the continuation of my previous "Ateez as the demon living under your bed" headcanon, and I wrote this document in order to keep all the lore in one place so that I wouldn't forget anything or make any mistakes. I figured that this may be interesting to some of you, as it contains all the information/background about the type of demons I'm writing about. They're a mix between 'Supernatural' and 'The Good Place' demons, with some creative liberty of mine.

I think this will be useful in case that I mention something in one of the fics and you're not totally sure what I mean, although I'll try to explain the context in the fic itself so that this isn't mandatory ready. Also, this provides some info that maybe doesn't end up being used in the fics, but I think some people could find it interesting to read/know anyways!

I had lots of fun putting this together, I hope you guys enjoy it as well in case you decide to read it ^^ Please stay stuned for the continuation of the series :)

(If you have any questions or suggestion, feel free to let me know!)

ATEEZ DEMON AU LORE @pinkywritings on tumblr PSA: “My” demons are, in general, a mix of ‘Supernatural’ and ‘The good place’ demons. Or in

Taglist: @northerngalxy

[justaaveragereader]

The 8 Evil Thoughts || Masterlist

Summary😈: When everyone dies they assume heaven is automatically where they will go…well this situation was not quite ideal…

Genre😈: Angst, Psychological Thriller, Possible Yandere

Pair😈: ????? x Reader

Status😈: Completed

Warnings😈: Manipulation, Gaslighting, Violence, Mind Games

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Intro: Before It Begins

“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.” -William Shakespeare, The Tempest.

One: Sadness

“Deep inside where nothing is fine I've lost my mind.”

Two: Greed

“Greed is a bottomless pit which exhausts the person in an endless effort to satisfy the need without ever reaching satisfaction.” -Erich Fromm

Three: Envy

“Never underestimate the power of jealousy and the power of envy to destroy. Never underestimate that.” -Oliver Stone

Four: Sloth

“You must avoid sloth, that wicked siren.” -Horace

Five: Wrath

“You must have anger, as rightful wrath is what makes you create your own ethical standards.” -Kamal Haasan

Six: Lust

“You knew who I was when I offered the apple. Yet you still took a bite. Admit it. Sin is delicious.”

Seven: Gluttony

“The gluttons dig their own graves with their teeth.” -James Howell

Eight: Pride

“It was pride that changed angels into devils; it is humility that makes men as angels. -Saint Augustine

Nine: Realization

"The wolf has eyes for prey, the cow has eyes for hay. One of them's a killer, the other his buffet" - Itona Horribe.

Ten: The Fool

"Some people will pretend to care just so they can get a better seat to watch your struggle. Every helping hand isn't always there to help."

[teeztheflag]

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I c h  h a b e  e i n e n  P l a n ! (I have a plan!)

⋆ pairing: demon!yeo sang x reader x demon!seong hwa(poly!ateez)

⋆ genre: demon au, suggestive, crack, smut

⋆ warnings: self-consciousness, flirting, smut, emotional self, sexual teasing, Yeo Sang comes up with a dumb plan

⋆ words: 2,200

a/n: I hope you like it anon! <3 / no proof read! will do tomorrow 

⋆  „Just showing you what you’re missing on.“

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„The guys are right. It would literally be the best for all of us.“ Yeo Sang pops a blueberry into his mouth and frowns in thought. Hearing a chuckle from behind he smiles mischievously at his older brother and sends him a questioning look.

„What?“

Seong Hwa prepares some snacks into bowls and looks over to the young demon before speaking up. „I don’t know - I mean... earlier you have been the first to say that you are against it... so what changed?“

Yeo Sang sighs and leans on the kitchen counter to eye him. „If I think about it again it makes sense. I mean if we were to talk with her and not San and Woo Young.“

Seong Hwa grins while taking the bowls and makes his way into the big living room of their mansion followed by Yeo Sang.

„Yeah, let’s just ask her. But I am one hundred percent sure she’s going to say no. She’s not ready and if I look at ourselves we aren’t, too.“

„Is there the right time to be ready? We are all craving for proximity and touch... we are mates.“

„I didn’t know I would ever hear this from our Yeo Sang‘ie! Our (y/n) really has her effect on you.“ He laughs out heartly and Yeo Sang pushes the oldest a little bit to hide his embarrassment. Before he can say anything the ring bells and his heart beat quickens at the arrivement of their mate.

You’re standing in front of the door making a little dance - the dance when you have to pee quickly. When the door opens you run straight to the toilet ignoring Seong Hwa who stood there with opened arms waiting for a hug that was much needed after the whole two days he didn’t see you.

He pouts and closes the door with a smile when he realizes you ran to the toilet but grimaces when Yeo Sang grins at him.

„What? Don’t forget about your plan playboy and then we will see who’s laughing!“ Yeo Sang‘s eyes turn dark at his words and something itches inside him.

After you finished your gaze turns to the mirror to examine your look and suddenly you feel a little bit insecure again. You didn’t look pretty good today thanks to the exams you took the last weeks. Exhausted living of coffee and the lack of sleep wasn’t good for anyone’s well being.

You shyly went into the living room looking around to see Yeo Sang already snuggled into the couch under a blanket. „Hello, (y/n).“ Without giving you a glance or anything you decide to put your things on the ground for staying over the night and pout because of the lack of recognition by the boy.

Maybe it’s for the best you look like shit...

You mutter a small ‚hi‘ and flinch when Seong Hwa comes up behind you and engulfs you into a strong embrace using the chance to hide his face into the crook of your neck. You feel your body freezing up at his touch and the warm breath on your neck.

After a few seconds you start trying to wiggle out of his arms but he only fastens his hold on you and a breathless chuckle leaves the demon. „Where do you think you’re going, mate?“

„I - I just want to sit down and start with the movie...“ Great, you’re stuttering now.

„Mh? It’s only 7 we have all the time. The boys won’t be back until 11.“

„It’s Sanghwa time!“ Yeo Sang cheers up from the couch and of course he listened intently to your and Seong Hwa‘s interaction while scrolling through the movies.

You unintentionally roll with your eyes and finally escape the cave of arms that trapped you. „I didn’t know it was only us today. Where are the crackheads?“ Yeo Sang opens the blanket for you but stops midway seeing your clothes.

„Don’t you have anything more comfortable to wear?“

„What do you mean? It’s a jeans and a top it’s ok...“ Yeo Sang frowns and looks at Seong Hwa for a short moment before he vanishes out of the room probably bringing something to wear for you.

After arguing with Yeo Sang about the genre of the movie Seong Hwa comes back with a hoodie from his closet and a loose jogger. You raise your eyebrows at the choice and are clearly confused when Yeo Sang speaks up. „You know, if you had clothes here it would be much easier. You’re practically living here anyway.“

Seong Hwa hides his smile at the first attempt of his younger brother and finally chuckles when you completely ignore him and take the clothes to change in the bathroom.

Trying to sit at the end miserably fails when Seong Hwa is quick to lift you up easily putting you between the two boys. You know it doesn’t make any sense to argue over it and you’re also quickly silenced about the movie when the oldest starts to feed you with candy and other delicious snacks.

Minutes after you really find yourself enjoying the two being so close to you although the clothes don’t help with your self confidence today... Sparkles suddenly ignite on your skin when you feel Yeo Sang leaning down to your side while his nose brushes your ear and then your chin.

You feel like paralyzed and curse at yourself for always acting like a shy teen when the demons started to get all cozy with you. Also it was an experience to have the attention of not only one love interest but eight. Although it only has been the three of you right now you were sure of one thing - getting attention of one of your mates was beyond everything you believed a love could give. It was mesmerizing and left you blissful to no end.

The butterflies in your stomach always came up in those situations making it hard for you to control your breathing - or even your whole self. You didn’t trust yourself. The urge to slowly build a connection and find out about the bond wasn’t the easiest when more of the boys couldn’t hold themselves back in your environment.

You’re pulled out of your thoughts when Yeo Sang places a hesitating kiss on your shoulder and Seong Hwa firmly placing his palm on your thigh.

„You smell wonderful...“ Yeo Sang is sure his orbs already turned into a devilish red by now and he suppresses his need to turn you around to kiss your delicate lips. Like earlier he gets into Seong Hwa‘s head seeing much more conflicting thoughts than his own - mixed with the plot of the movie and questions about it he could never come up with.

His unnatural abilities make it possible for the demon to hear your quickened heartbeat but he tries not to look into your thoughts. Although no one would ever know he did it Yeo Sang swore to himself to respect people and their minds - from time to time. (With his brothers it was another subject...)

„Seong Hwa, I have an idea... and by seeing your unholy thoughts I am convinced you will be much more than alright with it.“ A sinister smirk plays on his lips and while you just relax a little bit because Yeo Sang stopped his soothing touches on you the evening turns into something you didn’t expect.

„(y/n)?“

„Mh.“

„I - we, wanted to ask you something.“

„Okay?“ Your gaze is still trained on the tv not paying much attention to Yeo Sang. „What would you say about moving in with us - I know that our relationship is still a little bit... fresh, but, for us it would only make sense.“

This catches your attention indeed. You turn your head to both sides seeing Seong Hwa‘s and Yeo Sang‘s impassive face while the two study your reaction carefully.

„Nope.“ You pop the ,p‘ slightly and lean back much more into the cushions trying to hide away so you couldn’t see their reactions.

„Mh, okay...“ They really just gave up? But it was Seong Hwa and Yeo Sang you were talking about. The most respective guys to you. If it was for some of the others you would probably be bend over now and -

The movie goes on and after actually thinking the subject was over Yeo Sang stands up to go to the toilet for a moment leaving you and the cuddling Seong Hwa alone on the big couch.

His palm was still placed neatly and protectively on your thigh when you suddenly feel it moving up to your flower zone. You gulp at the goosebumps forming on your skin and stop yourself from pushing his hand away - because - it definitely felt way too good and although you wouldn’t admit it you desired for some love and their touches.

Seong Hwa‘s dark eyes lingered on your face and with his other hand he started to caress your face up to your lips. Your eyes felt heavy and slowly you closed them intensifying your senses to his lustful motions. His index stopped at your clit and with the lightest push a chuckle leaves him fascinated by the little moan your mouth just escaped.

You feel ashamed and your eyes open but Seong Hwa is quick to lay you down on the couch putting pressure on your abdomen to soothe you. „Relax, baby.“

His eyes and the usual smile stayed in your mind when you commit to his will and lay back to let him do how he wants. Your hands quickly find their way into his soft hair and naturally you lift your lower body for him to take off your joggers.

You panick a little bit when you feel him also pulling down your slip with the movement but can’t stop him when your arms are jerked back carefully. Yeo Sang is grinning at you from the top while locating your wrists above your head.

Time seems to fly by while Seong Hwa is eating you out like a bee zipping lusciously from his favorite flower. Your moans are music to his ears and while you cannot stop yourself from complete falling for the demons by enjoying the pleasure and relaxation they are giving you way too much you feel yourself heating up you can feel the knot in your belly tighten by any second.

„I - ah, I think I am going to...“ Suddenly the boys let go of you leaving you thirsty for the satisfaction. Your eyes shoot open immediately feeling betrayed but much more angry and horny than ever. Never did anyone of them do this to you - well, Yun Ho liked to play this game but not Seong Hwa and Yeo Sang. They were the sweetest, most caring and „assholes!“

Seeing the shit eating grin of Seong Hwa and also arrogant eyes of Yeo Sang make your blood boil. You feel exposed and vulnerable while they are fully closed having all the control over you and you hate it. Nah, it’s hot... but you don’t know what they are the fuck up to right now.

Without anyone saying anything you make a move to pull up the joggers disappointment clearly written all of your face. Yeo Sang and Seong Hwa stand up to watch you making eye contact in between. You sit on the couch in front of them sulking over the event not wanting to look up to them.

„Do you want to embarrass me or what is this about?“

Yeo Sang leans down and with his pointy lifts up your chin to catch your gaze and lock it with a knowing look.

„Just showing you what you’re missing on.“

Again a bubble of anger builds up in you and you stand up to grimace at the two. „You’re really dickheads! You’re playing with me!“ The both start to chuckle a little bit but quickly stop when they see your eyes watering and your hands turn into fists.

Maybe Yeo Sang‘s plan was a little bit too much for your emotional self today?

Seong Hwa‘s quick to relating it, too, and tries to reach out for his mate to console and apologize.

„Oh (y/n), I am sorry it was a bad idea - “

„I - I just need a moment.“ Quickly following you and telling your name a much bigger problem is about to come when the door suddenly opens presenting all the other boys with the sight of you being all teary and red in the face.

More tears flow down your cheeks and you descend the stairs with quick steps while the others watch the show confused and worried.

„What the hell happened with her?“ Jong Ho speaks up anger already written over his face at the thought something‘s up with his mate.

„I made a plan so Seong Hwa went down on her and - “

„Was it that bad?“ San asks mischievously into the round quickly getting the message of the others it was the wrong question right now.

Hong Joong sighs when a big argument starts hearing your little sobs from upstairs knowing you had some hard weeks behind you and being extra soft at the moment... they better come up with something good to get you out of the bubble.

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[canyouhearthevoices]

It has come to my attention that an increasing number of people think that Wooyoung is actually the ‘good guy’, and Hongjoong is the ‘bad guy’, who started out as a leader with good intentions, but who got crazier and crazier over time and was eventually overtaken by his ambitions and keeps the group in a time loop while he tries to find the Treasure. Wooyoung recognises that they must give it up, and that the loop is harmful to the group. 

And, as sad as it is for me to admit that my man Hongjoong might be the bad guy, it actually makes a lot of sense, and he definitely is going crazier over time. It also suits his character and role in the storyline as the leader who has lost everything and desperately needs to regain it. This could be one to look at. 

Source that brought this to my attention from seongwooyeou.

I think, even though Wooyoung has been villainous, especially in HALA HALA, Fireworks, and Deja Vu, Hongjoong has certainly been getting a lot more insane as time has gone on. Not to mention that the demon is getting more powerful with each comeback.

Update/edit: Now that I have looked into MVs, lyrics, choreo etc with this in mind, I think it has a high likelihood of being true. I am now considering this in all later posts.

[choisanzs]

i refuse to believe choi san was a church boy

[aurorhwa]

[3:00 AM] the big, heavy bell had already stopped ringing by the time you reached the church. who trusts a demon? who trusts a demon? who trusts a demon? you kept asking in your mind, thinking of yourself as a complete fool while eyeing your surroundings, searching for the thing you had agreed to have a meeting with. from above you, clawing at the cross sitting proud on top of the construction, mingi stared at you, a sickening smile on his features as he saw just how desperate you were becoming, unaware of the evil spirits rising to your direction

[justaaveragereader]

The Eight Evil Thoughts // OT8

Part 5: Wrath

You were a firm believer that when you died you were bound to go to heaven…but what happens when you get casted straight down to hell. Before kneeling before the most famous evil thought/leader you run into the other evil thoughts along the way.

“You must have anger, as rightful wrath is what makes you create your own ethical standards.” -Kamal Haasan

🌹Pair: Reader x ????

🌹Genre: Angst, Thriller, Possible Yandere, Suggestive, Religion Talk, Cursing

🌹Word Count: 4.3k

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“I'm not taking them in. Give them to someone else.”

“You know that’s not how this works. They must go to you next.”

“Wooyoung I do not care. They are getting water on my floor, dirting up the place, and the aroma from your scent on them is making me wanna vomit.”

Dropping your body on the floor with a thud you stir.

“Are you trying to say my scent is gross?”

Wooyoung places his hand on his chest, offended. He lets out a clicking noise. Stirring you fully awake. The clicking noise reminding you of the high pitched sound that you felt and heard when you were in the room with Mingi.

Clutching his fist hard, he turns slightly red in the face.

“Wooyoung get the fuck out!”

Letting a smile grace his face. Wooyoung does the opposite. Walking up to the man while making a kissy face. With his arms extended out for a hug.

“Wooyoung I don’t want to hug you, get out now!”

You are soaking wet, cold and quite hungry. Your back aching, tired still, lungs burning. It was a double edged sword. You start to realize the more and more things go on the more you aren’t going to succeed in any of this. What could you have possibly done to be deemed so bad that this is how you ended up?

Sitting up, clutching the sides of your body, you try to keep in any warmth you can. Wooyoung whips his head over to you. Pausing his love train to the gorgeous man standing in front of him. The man looks over in your direction. It feels like all the air in the room has been sucked out. He’s beautiful, solid red eyes. A birthmark by one, he looks like he was handcrafted by God himself.

You are so confused. In so many books you read that demons or devils or whatever the hell they were. Anything in hell usually is ugly, scary looking, disgusting but every person you’ve come across was shockingly beautiful but the man before he was a different type of visual. His existence alone made you insecure.

“You are awake! I was starting to wonder when you’d wake up!”

The solid red eye man lets out a huff, fingers coming up to rub his temples.

“Please stop your yelling, we are all in the same room Wooyoung.”

“Say hello to your new guest!”

Wooyoung points in your direction with a huge smile on his face. The handsome man in front of you was not amused. He looked like he was over the black eyed man’s antics. Like he just wanted to be left alone. You assume he’s eyeing you up. It's always hard to tell what exactly they are doing and what they are looking at when they look in your direction. The solid eye with no pupil always threw you for a loop. You could only make assumptions when they looked in your direction. You stiffen up slightly. Now processing Wooyoungs words. This man is the same thing as Wooyoung, although the eye color is different you can guarantee they run in the same group of species.

“You smell like garbage.”

Your jaw drops slightly taken back by the man in front of you. When he finally spoke to you, those are the words he chose? You slightly close in on yourself bringing your knees up to your chest. You had been through hell and were still currently going through it. Did he expect you to smell like daisies?

“I will give you clothes to change into. Please bathe yourself. I don’t want this scent taking over the place.”

He spoke with such an empty look on his face. His emotion was hard to clock, yet you couldn’t help but nod your head. Standing up, dripping murky water you stood still in your spot not sure where he wanted you to move to or if he wanted you to remain in your spot.

“Wooyoung you can leave now.”

Turning his back towards both of you making his way to whatever area he had chosen, assuming he went to grab your change of clothes. Wooyoung lets out a high pitched whine. Stomping his foot in the process.

“I never get to see you anymore, Yeosang! Let me stay a while longer please!”

So that’s his name…Yeosang? Yeosang. Yeosang. Yeosang. You keep repeating his name in your head. You do not want to even scratch the surface of trying to forget his name. While they all address each other by their names you come to realize they don’t quite address themselves as the things associated with them. Remembering when Jongho preferred to be called his name instead of Greed. Curious as to what this one was associated with.

“Do you know what curiosity did to the cat?”

Wooyoung had suddenly spoken up looking at you. Solid black eyes boring into it. Even though he was looking at you…It felt like he was looking right through you. Cheshire Cat smile written across his face. He slowly made his way towards you..stopping right on the side of you..shoulder brushing against yours.

“It killed it.”

He whispered into your ear. Goosebumps shoot down your spine.

Not daring to move a inch. You have been too carefree with everyone of them you have came across. You know he could read your mind so you try your best to silence your thoughts. Straightening your back trying to give off the impression that you do not fear him when in reality that’s all you did. His solid black eyes sent anxiety all down your body. He moves closer to you, nose brushing against your neck.

“I can smell it weeping off of you…my my my you smell delicious.”

His eyes flutter in satisfaction. Gulping rather loudly you don’t let your posture waver. You are everyone’s prey, surrounded by constant predators.

“Wooyoung didn’t I dismiss you?”

Wooyoung steps back, throwing a glance towards Yeosang. Foot doing a small stomp, pout on his face.

“I don’t want to leave though! I never see you. This is so unfair.”

He says through a whine. Walking towards what you are assuming is how you got in here, a water pocket in the ground.

“Get out. Now.”

“A kiss before I go?”

“Now!”

Yeosang suddenly yells out, his deep voice bouncing off the walls of the room. Startling you completely, Wooyoung looked unfazed by the yell but still with a deep pout. He continues his journey towards the water pocket, jumping into the water. Before he submerged himself to go back to god knows where he sends a flying kiss to Yeosang.

Looking over in your direction a big tooth grin covers his face.

“I’ll see you later Yeosang!”

Water making a slosh noise as he submerged himself and left. Leaving you with the ungodly handsome man. Still stiff in your position you are curious if he can read your mind too. He’s staring straight at you, muscular body on display. Intimidating you to the fullest. Still keeping your back arched slightly, chest puffed out, head high. Trying to give off the image that you are not as small/scared as you feel.

He holds his hand out with a pile of clothes in it. Bathroom is behind the white door. Please go bathe.”

He says in such a monotone. His voice is so deep the goosebumps that shoot down your spine are evidence of that. Not moving a bit you let out a breath you hadn't even known you were holding. His arm still extended out to you. You move forward slowly reaching to grab the clothes from him.

“Move faster!”

Voice booming out, launching your body forward to grab the clothing. He lets out a deep breath. Running his hand threw his hair.

“I apologize for raising my voice. Please go bathe.”

Quickly snatching the clothes from him making your way to find the white bathroom door. The fear you feel in your bones is not normal. You felt fear with all of them but he is so different you are not sure if it’s his visual that makes him extra scary. He looks like he was an angel but you know he has to be a demon of sorts. Stumbling upon the white door finally letting the negative thoughts float out your head you try to feel excitement that for the first time since you’ve been down here you are going to bathe.

Opening the door to the cleanest bathroom you’ve ever seen. White and red painted the room. Everything was neat and in order. It smelled of crisp lemon zest. Laying the clothes Yeosang had given you on the counter. You were sure the clothes were going to drape off your figure. The clothes were all black. Consisting of black sweatpants, a black long sleeve, a pair of black shorts, and black socks. Very different from the room you were in. The clothes stuck out like a sore thumb. Stripping yourself of the wet dirty clothes you were folding them up, placing them on top of the opposite side of the counter. Wanting to keep the clean appearance up. Cutting on the shower water not even caring if it had warmed up, you step in. Clean water hitting your body for what felt like the first time in forever. No thoughts, just empty headed while you stood under the shower water. You refused to let any thoughts consume you in this moment just wanting this feeling of finally being clean permanently burned in your brain.

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Stepping out of the now heavily steamed bathroom with your dirty clothes in hand. Not wanting to leave the mess for anyone to clean up. You make your way back towards where you last interacted with Yeosang. Floor creaking every couple of steps. Stepping in the room as quietly as possible he was hunched over his desk. Not too sure what he was doing you stood there silently not wanting to disrupt him.

“There is a white bucket by your feet, please drop your clothes in it.”

Taken back by him suddenly speaking. His deep timber voice always seemed to bounce off of the walls. You toss the clothes in the white bucket by your feet. Standing awkwardly not knowing exactly what to do. Many thoughts racking your brain. Should you stand here? Should you take a seat? Should you ask him what he is doing? What if he is going to dispose of you?

“Please be quiet!”

He yells…startling you out of your thoughts.

“I…I didn’t say anything…”

“No you didn’t but your thoughts are so damn loud. How do you even process anything with such an active mind?”

“…I’m not too sure.”

“Hmm..well just pick a seat and relax. Please quiet your mind.”

Looking around you decide to sit in the chair furthest away from him. Not fully trusting his intentions even though you are not too sure what exactly he has intended for you.

“What do you want to know? I know you have questions…I’m not one for going into someone’s mind but your thoughts are so loud they are suffocating my concentration in this room.”

He slightly pushes away from the table he is currently working at. Turning around..locking eye contact with you.

“You just get straight to the point huh? No gimmicks? No riddles?”

His hands come up to rub his temples to soothe himself. He was not a very jokey person. He was very straightforward, cut throat you have noticed.

“Do I look like the fucking riddler? Start asking!”

Raising his voice loudly. He inhaled deeply, hands running through his hair. Clearly annoyed at you. Trying not to set him off anymore than you already have.

“Sorry sorry…umm.. I’m not too sure where to start. I’ve had so many questions for so long…Now that I’m going to get answers it seems like my mind is blanking. Sorry.”

You let a timid smile creep on your face to show you are sorry. Trying your best not to waste his time.

“Do you want to know what I am?”

“I know who you are, I heard Wooyoung call you by your name...Yeosang right?”

“Yeosang is who I am. It’s not what I am. Who any of us are… is not important. What’s important is what we are…what we are capable of. What I am capable of.”

Anxiety drips down your spine…trickling ever so slowly. You had been undermining every single one of them. Too busy trying to find out who they are you never thought to think what exactly they are or what they can do. He continues to stare at you with a blank expression.

“A glass of water will help relax you.”

Timid smile graces your face. Nodding your head yes. He snaps his fingers, a glass is right by the side of your chair. Chilled with ice. You gawk at the glass in amazement. Picking it up…sipping the cool water slowly. When it hits the back of your throat you let out a small groan of enjoyment. It tastes nothing like you’ve ever tasted. Trying your best not to let greed take over and down all the water you continue to sip it. Briefly wiping your mouth, deciding to hold the glass instead of placing it back down. Your mind settles slowly. Liquid courage taking over.

“…What are you…?”

“I am Wrath.”

Eyes growing thrice in size. He’s wrath?!

“You don’t seem like Wrath…aren’t you supposed to be constantly upset, throwing things?”

“I can if you prefer that. Would you like me to toss you?”

Biting your lip to stifle a small laugh of nerves. You look into your glass of water trying your best to build courage to continue your questions. Chugging the rest of your water. Tapping the side of the glass, lifting your eyes to look at him.

“Can I get a refill please? Before we cont-.”

Cutting you off with a snap of his fingers, your glass is refilled.

You sip it trying to think of all the things you want to ask him.

“Are you a sin?”

“In the biblical sense yes, in reality no, I’m a thought.”

Nodding your head.

“Are the others your lovers…? Like Jongho, San, Wooyoung, Mingi? Are there any others of you? Why did you willingly tell me what you are? Didn’t you want me to work for it?”

If you were paying attention to him instead of waving your hands around while you were talking you would’ve seen the small smile that cracked onto his face before he settled on returning to his joyless face.

“What does this all mean? Why am I even down here? What could I have done so bad to end up in hell? Why are all of you so attractive? Aren’t you all supposed to be ugly? This is hell after all! That’s what is said the most… that demons are hideous! Are you a demon or the devil? If you are Wrath, why the hell are you so calm? How did you end up with this position? Is it like a job you apply to? How is this all possible? Also how long have you had this job? If I fail all of these, what happens?

Taking in a big gasp of air, shooting down the rest of your water in one big gulp. Winded by the speed round of questions you just shot him. He runs a hand through his hair truly looking like God has crafted him. He clicks his tongue trying to pick where to start on the speed round of questions. He snaps his fingers refilling your glass before speaking.

“First of all…No we are not lovers. We are a family more like brothers, not lovers. Yes there are more of us, not many though. I lack patience. It's better to get it done and over with in my opinion. Although from time to time I enjoy a nice game.”

You nod your head listening closely to what the man is saying.

“You were not deemed heaven worthy that’s why you are down here. As for our looks…temptation is what lures people in. You know various amounts of that don’t you? I’m not a demon nor the devil. I’m a thought as I stated earlier. There is a leader but he is not the devil nor a demon. There is no such thing as a devil, just one ruler/leader. I am Wrath. Wrath is what I am. I don’t have to physically move to strike up what I am. I do not let what I am consume who I am.”

Your grip on the glass tightens. Shocked by his words…there is so much information he is spilling at once you are not sure what to process first.

“It is not a job you apply to. We are assigned these roles for as long as time exists. We were here before time so…technically we’ve been here longer than your human brain would be able to process. If you fail then you are left down here, you will be given your own personal punishment to bear for as long as time exists.”

You grip the glass tight at hearing that you would possibly be stuck down here for eternity.

“Why don’t you want to go into my thoughts? Everyone else does it…was Mingi really responsible for that..? He just seems so…I don’t know…innocent?”

“I don’t want to enter your head because I have no need to, you’ve been running your mouth without me having to do anything. As long as you keep drinking that water at least.”

He ends his sentence with a shrug…Not even caring if he spiked it with a drug or whatever could potentially be in it.

“It’s not drugged. The water calms your mind…our eldest brother makes it in house. As for your other questions…Mingi is responsible for that, yes. He is not as innocent as he seems. None of us are..so get that potential thought out of your head. You are just gullible. Everyone preys on the weak and gullible.”

“But you haven’t preyed on me…?”

Looking straight into his eyes. Hoping that he would say no. Hoping that there was some type of good down here. A small smile cracks on his face a wrathful grimace. Cocking his head slightly to the right.

“Do you think I’ve preyed on you?

You start to get slightly annoyed, anger weeping into your soul…or what is left of it. Maybe the water was making you react, maybe he was playing tricks on you, maybe he was trying to have your best interest.. or maybe he was right…you are weak and gullible.

Your eye twitches in annoyance. The air gets still. He is playing chess not checkers, you feel like you are just a helpless pawn on his board. Biting your lip trying to fight off a smart remark.

“What happened to you being honest with me?”

“No matter what I say, you can choose to believe it or not. I’m giving you the free will to go ahead and choose whatever path you think you want to head on.”

You are biting your lip so hard you taste blood. Hand gripping tighter on the glass. You shoot down the rest of the water fully standing up from the chair. Gripping the glass that was once full of water. He doesn’t even move an inch like he was expecting you to make that move. It’s like he’s three steps ahead of you.

“I thought you said you weren’t the riddler! You are talking to me in circles here!”

“I’ve not done even close to such a thing. You are upset because you’ve realized none of us are here to benefit you. You are a casual piece in a game way bigger than what you intended on playing.”

Rage fills you because he is right. The mere thought of admitting to him that he’s right angers you even more. How can he be so calm? That’s what gets under your skin the most.

That smile doesn’t wipe from his face. This is it he has you right where he wants you, he does it in such a vulnerable way it’s hard to believe he’s got you there. In the palm of his hand. Snapping his fingers another glass of water appears on the side of you.

“Thirsty?”

He says in a cocky tone. Irritating you even more. Trying your best not to chuck the glass and throw it at him. You are clenching your jaw so tight it feels like you are close to breaking your teeth.

“Stop playing me Yeosang.”

You spit out through clenched teeth. With a shrug of his shoulders he turns his back on you. Deciding that the conversation was over with, continuing to do whatever he was occupied with earlier at his desk. Him turning his back on you…lights the match on fire in your body. He turned his back on you? You’ve come this far and this is how you get treated? Not on your watch. Throwing the empty glass cup towards where he was seated, missing him by an inch. Shockingly he didn’t even flinch, no move was made. He continued what he was doing.

“Don’t turn your back on me Yeosang!”

Stomping over to him furiously. Stopping just a foot away from him you shove his back. Angry at him, angry at everything, angry at yourself.

“You don’t get to turn your fucking back on me!”

Shoving him once more but no reaction. Who was who at this rate? Have you been tempted so much you forgot who you truly were? What your morals truly were?

“You are Wrath huh? How disappointing…I know the leader regrets making you in charge of such a sin.”

Shoving him out of the way of the desk you notice he is piecing together a drone. Anger getting the best of you…you slam your hand down on the project. Breaking it into a bunch of small pieces. Pieces of it flying everywhere. You are still in such a rage, destroying the drone does nothing for you, Yeosangs reaction does nothing for you. You want him to react, to get upset, to feel what he is supposed to be.

He looks at your face, not moving an inch. Still upset that he’s giving you no response, no feedback, no nothing. How could this be? You spin his chair around. Hands landing on both of his shoulders. You lower your face down to his. If physically you couldn’t hurt him…verbally you wanted to try.

“You are pathetic…you are a sorry excuse for Wrath. What you are and who you are…are absolutely nothing. You are nothing.”

His face doesn’t flinch at all. Still joyless, still lifeless. He politely removes your hands off of his shoulders. Standing up right out of his seat, easily towering over you.

He turns his back on you again. Walking to the other side of the room to pick up the glass of water he placed beside you earlier before you started throwing your tantrum. Your anger was fueling him. Just not in the ways you could see or know. Your anger calmed him. The more you reacted the more he was at ease. Your body is licked in emotions. It feels like your body is on fire. Like you are trapped in a burning building and if you don’t escape now you will burn to a crisp.

“You always lacked self control which is why you are where you are now. Everything I am…You are tempted to be. Does it anger you that I’m right? Does it anger you that you are just as gullible now as you’ve always been?”

He says in such a monotone voice. Sipping the water with his back facing you. Turning around with the water in hand he walks towards you his stride is slow but cautious. He’s moving like he’s going to pounce on his prey. He’s got you right where he wants you in the middle of his palm.

His red eyes bore into your skull. He can hear and see every thought you have but all your mind is screaming is anger/rage. Stopping short before you, looking down upon you.

His fingers snap a full body mirror appearing to the right of you. Your eyes don’t even hesitate to turn your head to get a glance at yourself. Yeosang stands behind you. You can feel heat radiating off of him. His gaze on you is so intense it could melt you to the floor.

“Do you still feel high and mighty? Coming in here and damaging my things like some sort of baby?”

With every word he’s stepping closer to you resulting in you taking a step backwards closer to the mirror.

“Get a good glance at yourself. You are nothing. You will always be nothing, you will forever remain nothing. You are so low you can’t even be deemed as a failure because you are nothing.”

It feels like water splashes over your body…snapping you out of your trance-like state. Snapping you back into reality. Your eyes go wide looking at him, your backside now fully pressed against the mirror. His chest is crushing you against the mirror. You don’t dare to look him in the eyes. You are too scared, too ashamed, too intimidated. He brings his lips down to your ear, his cool lips briefly swiping over your earlobe.

“Checkmate.”

He whispers out. Shoving you hard through the mirror. Instead of glass shattering you fall right through it. The last glimpse you catch of him is him sipping the water before turning his back on you… walking back towards his desk.

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Authors Note: Okay okay…so what are our thoughts? What do we think so far?👀👀 we are now officially three members away from finishing the series! Ahhh! So my reason for choosing our beloved Yeosang as Wrath for me was pretty simple. He’s the member from Ateez we’ve seen rarely get mad. I feel like it’s always the nice, calm, quiet ones that are the most likely to be a ticking time bomb/scary. Yeo makes a great Wrath cause while he does get upset in the glimpses we see.. he’s also smart enough to know he doesn’t need to do much to get a reaction out of the reader. I wanted certain specific characteristics to be shown in Yeosang were it seems like he’s being the “bigger person” when in reality he’s really antagonizing the reader. All the members have emotional intelligence to a certain extent. They all are red flags through out this series😵‍💫.

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