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"The red one" for the fake title fic
THE RED ONE
pairing : wolf hybrid!hongjoong x cat hybrid!f!reader (background poly hybrid!ateez) genre : everyone is a hybrid, fluff, hurt / comfort warnings : language, sad jealousy, feeling replaceable, fear of being left behind
you looked up from your book and was welcome by the sight of hongjoong chatting happily with another wolf hybrid. he had been talking with the other wolf for about twenty minutes now and you were starting to feel dejected by it.
it made your stomach drop at how he smiled at the female wolf and even laughed at whatever she had said to him. you wanted to leave, but you felt frozen in place and even if you weren’t, you couldn’t take the chance of potential causing a scene with hongjoong.
he looked happy and you couldn’t ruin it for him.
did he even remember you were here, not even two feet away from him? it made you wonder the longer you watched them. did he prefer to have another wolf hybrid as his mate then some dumb house cat?
would the other prefer to have another wild, predator hybrid than your silly house cat self. you bet they did, deep down they only felt pity for you, you just knew it.
you felt tears well up and your sight became blurry and you quickly hid your face back in your book. the characters of your manga becoming blurry images as you tried to make out what happening.
you didn’t want hongjoong to leave you. you didn’t want him and the others to leave you behind. you wanted them to love your dumb house cat self and not some pretty wolf hybrid.
hongjoong felt like something was wrong while he was chatting with his friend. he looked over and saw your face hidden by your manga but the slight tremble of your shoulders is what alerted him to your sorrow-filled state.
he bid his friend goodbye before he made his way over to you. he called your name out softly as he rounded the table and pulled you to look at him.
“oh my sweet kitten, what’s wrong? why are you crying?” he says, wiping your tears away as he holds your face with both his hands.
you try to shake your head but hongjoong doesn’t let it slide, “baby, tell me what’s wrong?”
“i just… i’m just afraid that… that you and the others will leave,” you confess before telling him how watching him with the other wolf hybrid made you feel useless compared to the rest of them.
hongjoong felt his heart drop at your confession before he brings you down to meet his lips. he puts all he can into the kiss before he pulls away, and gently wipes your tears away.
“i love you, my kitten. you’re not some dumb house cat. your mine and i would never trade you for the world.”
“not even for another wolf hybrid?”
“never. now come on,” he says standing up and takes your hands into his. “let’s go home and have a cuddle pile with the others. i bet yunho would love to help make those tears ago away.”
you can’t help the smile that paints your lips as you stand up with your stuff before hongjoong is guiding you out the door of the library and towards your shared home.
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For the game “the devils bride”
THE DEVILS' BRIDE
pairing : evil kings!ateez x queen!f!reader genre : royal au, romance, fluff, slight angst warnings : mentions of fighting / wars
hongjoong felt his heart swell when he took in the sight of you tending to the castle garden. he’s still surprised by how well you’ve been able to make it slowly come back to life — something he hadn’t seen since before his mother died.
and hongjoong was grateful for all the work you’ve been doing.
“you know, the longer you stare at her the more likely she is to notice it,” seonghwa’s voice is hushed as he whispers into his lover’s ear. finding it amusing at how easily startled hongjoong is.
“i wasn’t staring!” he hisses back making seonghwa smirk as he took in hongjoong’s reddening cheeks.
“if you say so,” he says with a hum before seonghwa allows his eyes to drift to you working on trimming away any unnecessary weeds that were growing around the flowerbeds.
like hongjoong, he also felt his heart swell as he watched you. and he felt it grow a little more when he noticed your daughter attempting to help you.
the two of you wore matching outfits and gardening hats that he knew jongho must have been behind, but seonghwa was not complaining in the slightest at how cute you two looked.
him and hongjoong took a seat near the garden, but not too close to attract the attention of neither you nor your daughter. as they watched you work, they noticed san had appeared and admired how their other lover had dressed down in a simple white shirt and trousers.
“it’s been a while since y/n and san have spent time together,” hongjoong mused and seonghwa agreed.
“san’s been busy with leading our army and winning battles that he doesn’t get a lot of time to just unwind. i know he’s missed little sunhi since he’s left, all his letters always asking about her and how she’s doing.”
“our little princess has him wrapped around her finger,” hongjoong says with a smile as if him and the others aren’t also wrapped around their daughter’s finger.
they watch with pleasant smiles as san tickles sunhi making her giggle and squirm in his arms and it’s obvious to anyone that even if they all claims to be sunhi’s father, san is her biological one.
their resemblances are too strong to deny. seonghwa hated that he wasn’t sunhi’s actual father, but he didn’t love her any less. it would be impossible to love their princess any less.
“y/n has grown into a beautiful queen,” hongjoong says from nowhere.
“of course, she’s always been a beautiful queen,” seonghwa answers.
“perhaps, but i’m mainly talking about how she’s really grown into the duties of a queen and is finally confident in making decisions for herself, us, and the kingdom,” hongjoong explains further as they watches san picking sunhi up and holding her above his head.
seonghwa then thinks back to how you were when you originally arrived to the kingdom. how scared you were and how afraid you had been of them. but the longer you stayed with them, the more comfortable you grew until you all eventually fell in love.
seonghwa knows that him and the others don’t deserve a happy ending, but even so he knows that you deserve it more than anyone. and a happy ending is what you got and seonghwa and the others will make sure no one ever takes that away from you.
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(colorblind was rlly good !!)
For the title game, how about “broken hearts, some cavities” ?
BROKEN HEARTS, SOME CAVITIES
pairing : idol!woosansang x f!reader genre : hurt / comfort, established relationship warnings : language, not confident in your relationship, crying, san is grossly in love with yn
when san came back to the dorm after his practice, he was surprised to see you there. you were cuddled up on the couch between wooyoung and yeosang, you and the wooyoung were fast asleep, leaning on each other and a blanket thrown over the two of you.
yeosang on the other hand was awake, eating popcorn and watching gravity falls for probably the hundredth time in the past six months. san knew how much you loved the show and so yeosang was always willing to watch it with you whenever you came over.
as he walked further into the living room, yeosang looked over and greeted san with a smile.
“how long have they been asleep?” san asks his bandmate as he crouches in front of you. now he fully takes in your and wooyoung’s positions, you resting your head on wooyoung’s shoulder and wooyoung resting his head on top of yours.
“maybe an hour. y/n came over earlier because apparently you guys were suppose to hangout today,” oh shit, he was suppose to hangout with you today. that’s why you were texting him earlier asking when he would be done with practicing and he completely forgot and blew you off.
he feels guilty for having gotten annoyed with you, and for ignoring your texts. you were just wanting to hangout like he promised and he was just blowing you off.
“i know it’s not my place but… how you treated her today really hurt her. she told woo and i how she’s worried about being a good girlfriend to you and that’s she thinks you’re growing tired of her. i think us being on tour really messed with her confidence or something,” yeosang said, his voice hushed as to not wake you or wooyoung, but san could clearly hear the worry in his voice.
“i know i was a major jerk to her. i should have come home hours ago, fuck, i’m such a bad boyfriend.”
“you’re not a bad boyfriend, sannie, you made one jerk mistake and i know you’ll make it up to her.”
“i am a bad boyfriend!” san could feel the tears beginning to form in his eyes, “how long has she been feeling like this? feeling like i’m growing tired of her when i love her so much it hurts.”
yeosang doesn’t say anything, instead he places the bowl aside and tugs the dancer into his arms. yeosang knows how much san loves you, he knows he could never grow tired of you. when they were at their hotels or sightseeing, you were all he talked about. anything that reminded him of you, he bought it.
at this point san couldn’t stop the sob that escapes him and the sound is what catches your sleep-filled brain. somehow registering that san was close and so you opened your eyes, head being weighed down slightly by wooyoung’s.
“sannie…” your voice is still sleep-filled as you turn to look at san still being held in yeosang’s arms. “san, what’s wrong?”
you gently take his face into your hands, tears running down his flushed face and the sight alone is enough to make your heart hurt.
“i love you so much, y/n, please don’t think i could ever get tired of you,” he says catching you off guard. you look to yeosang who refuses to meet your eyes.
your a little hurt by the fact that yeosang would tell san something you told him and wooyoung in secrecy. him betraying your trust when you were vulnerable and crying. but you’ll deal with him later.
“i’m so sorry for being a jerk to you today. i can’t excuse my actions, i forgot our promise and was a jerk to you. please forgive me, i’ll make it up to you.”
“san, of course i forgive you, i love you too,” you say as you rest your forehead against his own. a moment passes before san is pressing his lips to yours in a slow and passionate kiss.
“hey take it to your room, san, before one of the others come out and see you two,” yeosang says nudge you both with his hand.
you pull away and san immediately picks you up from the couch and takes you to his room. yeosang watches the two of you, not being able to ignore the just pure love you have for each other. he feels his own heart clench slightly at the sight before his eyes filter over to wooyoung who only just now waking up.
“where’s y/n?”
“with san.”
“oh… oh. so i guess they’re going to make up?”
“yeah.”
“good, good, hey yeo?”
“what?”
“do you… love them too?”
yeosang pauses for a moment to let the question sink in, “yeah. i do.”
#ateez x reader#ateez blurbs#ateez imagines#poly ateez x reader#ateez wooyoung x reader#ateez san x reader#ateez yeosang x reader#ateez fluff#ʚ・◞🍥 // ask game.
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La rouge for the fic game
(Maybe vamp! Ateez x vamp! Reader but literally anything would do)
LA ROUGE
pairing : vampire!san x vampire!f!reader (background poly vampire!ateez) genre : vampire au, historical to modern day, romance, angst, smut (none in this drabble!) warnings : language, drinking blood, suggestive content, nicknames (princess)
“hm, sannie,” you say as you feel the blonde’s teeth graze over the skin of your neck. you run your fingers through his hair as he teasingly sucks on your skin. “don’t tease, san,” you tell him with a pout making him laugh into your skin.
“don’t be in such a rush, princess. it’s been a while since i’ve had you, let me take my time,” he says before licking a strip up from your collarbone to your jaw.
you feel your body start to tingle when he kisses the spot he always bites from. san does one final kiss before he’s sinking his teeth into your skin. you feel a shot of pain when he first breaks through the skin; however, it soon turns to pleasure as san starts to drink from you.
honestly, at this point you all don’t drink from each other because of bloodlust, but because it helps you feel closer to each other. your bond with your lovers has grown since you first meet them all those centuries ago. having their blood run through you makes you feel euphoric and you can tell they feel the same when they drink from you or each other.
“ah, s-san!” you say when you feel his hands roam your body before dragging you impossibly closer to him. san let’s out a small hum as he continues to drink your blood.
your fingers pull on san’s locks as you feel yourself starting to get dizzy. san pulls from you neck to see the dazed look in your eyes and realizes it’s time to stop.
he licks the blood off his lips along with any blood that was left on your neck. when he finishes, san kisses your neck once more before he leans back so you both can take in each other’s appearances.
“you look beautiful, princess,” san says as his hands come to rest on your hips. you still have your dazed out look but honestly san isn’t looking at different from you.
his body feels warm like he’s drunk as he lets your blood settle in his system. san let’s one of his hands find purchase in your hair as he brings you down to kiss you.
the two of you get lost in one another that you don’t notice yunho walking into the room. he can’t help the smirk that paints his lips as he walks over to the two of you. his hands tangle in both yours and san’s hair before he gives both a nice tug to separate you both.
looking up, you give yunho a smile while san is frowning at the fact that the two of you were interrupted. yunho’s smirk does leave as he leans over to kiss you before kissing san as well.
yunho let’s out a hum when he tastes your blood on san’s tongue before he pulls away.
“you two having fun?”
“yeah, yuyu,” you say and yunho laughs at the nickname you only ever use after one of them as fed from you. “do you want to join?”
“of course, princess, i’m always up for joining.”
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WINTERS CHILD
pairing : gods of death!ateez x goddess of spring!reader genre : hades and persephone inspired story, romance, angst warnings : slight manipulation, toxic parent, mentions of death / torture (they’re in the underworld okay)
if seonghwa could get away with it, he would have killed your mother long ago. how dare that hag make you cry and talk down to you. she may be your mother but no one should talk to you like that.
when you all had returned to the underworld, he had immediately ordered the others to not disturb you. he knew you needed time to be alone and take in your feelings and having one of the others coddle you would not help.
when he came by your room a few hours later he had seen some of the younger princes — mainly wooyoung and san — outside your door. probably waiting for you to open the door so they could coddle you.
“you two, leave,” seonghwa orders glaring down at his two lovers. they grumble a little bit as they walk off and wooyoung throws seonghwa a look as if to tell him to take care of you.
“my flower, open up for me,” he says knocking on the door. his voice is gentle and he hears some movement before the door opens and seonghwa is greeted by the sight of your sad frame and the flowers in your room are equally as sad.
some of the flowers turned downward as if they hadn’t been watered, but seonghwa knows that they are simply reflecting the emotions of their goddess.
your pink, flowered dress swishes as you walk back to your bed and seonghwa follows close behind after closing your door. he watches as you crawl back onto your bed and curling into a ball and seonghwa feels his heart break at the sight.
he knows how much you value your mother’s opinion and to have her say those awful things to you… it makes him angry. but he can’t be angry right now because right now he needs to be your caring lover.
so seonghwa crawls onto your bed behind you and wraps his arms around you. holding you close to him, seonghwa presses several kisses to any part of you that he could reach.
“my y/n, do not listen to your mother. i know you love her, but that is just something she doesn’t deserve,” he whispers into your ear. “you are a beautiful woman and she is clearly jealous of just how much love you have in your heart. you are not a dead whore, you are the goddess of spring. our beautiful moonflower. we love you very much,” he finishes before he has you turn over to look at him.
seonghwa leans down to kiss you which you happily accept as his lips mold perfectly with yours. your hands wrap around his shoulders as you cling onto his black silk shirt in order to pull him closer to you.
“did you mean all those words you said?” you ask after you pull away breathless from the kiss.
“of course, you bring light to everyone here in the underworld. even the damned souls find light when they sense your presence nearby. the underworld has never had a garden and yet you managed to do it with beautiful heart.”
“please don’t ever leave,” you say as tears begin to well back up in your eyes. seonghwa smiles as he leans down to kiss your tears away.
“never,” he says before he kisses you again.
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Blood red daisies
Like has reader has hanahaki disease thinking that poly!teez will never lover her without knowing that ateez is actually planning to confess to her in the perfect way (pls make it hurt/comfort)
BLOOD RED DAISIES
pairing : poly!ateez x f!reader genre : hanahaki disease, hurt / comfort, romance warnings : language, mentions of throwing up / blood, mentions of dying, mentions of surgeries
no. no, this couldn’t be happening, is the only thing going through yeosang’s mind as he runs down the hospital corridor in order to find your room.
please don’t let it be true, he thinks as he remembers san’s frantic phone call. how he could barely understand his boyfriend because he was crying so hard. all he was able to pick up was “y/n” “blood” “hanahaki” and “dying.”
when he reaches your room, he quickly knocks before opening the door to see you laying on the hospital bed, eyes closed with san next to you, a sobbing mess. yeosang felt his knees go weak as he made his way over to you both. he collapsed into the floor next to san’s chair as yeosang inspected your body.
you had the hanahaki disease. it was obvious thanks to small flowers that were growing out of your skin. all along your arms and a few around your neck and face. they were daisies.
daisies were suppose to be your favorite flower.
“san… what happened?” yeosang finally asked, his eyes never leaving your face. you were asleep, body probably exhausted and weak.
“w-we were hanging out when she suddenly started coughing. she tried… tried to hide it, but she was throwing up blood and petals. i tried to talk to her about it, but… but— fuck, but she passed out from how much blood she coughed up.”
“fucking hell,” yeosang says resting his forehead against the bed.
“yeo…” san says after a few moments, yearning the male’s attention. “she doesn’t have it because of us does she? it’s not because of us right?”
“of course not! we all love her and we know she feels the same!”
“the doctors said she’s had the disease for about five months now. fuck how long has she been hiding this from us?”
“five months?”
“yeah, the lines with the argument we all had. i was thinking about it and what if that fight is what caused her to think we didn’t love her,” san explains and yeosang feels like he’s going to be sick.
it wasn’t suppose to be like this. they were suppose to confess to you and ask you to officially move in with them. you all were suppose to start a happy life as the nine of you. how did he never notice you were suffering like this?
the door opens again and yeosang can hear someone heavily breathing and he assumes it’s one of the other guys.
“what the fuck happened?” it was seonghwa. he sounds like he’s trying not to cry as he walks up behind him and san. “y/n…” he says your name softly as he rounds the bed to the other side of you.
yeosang watches as his eldest boyfriend takes your hand in his. he can see much clearer now how seonghwa is trying not to cry, but some tears manage to escape and trickle down his cheeks.
it’s been a while since he’s seen seonghwa this upset, the male usually trying to hide his sad emotions in favor of taking care of the others and their feelings. but right now, seonghwa deserves to cry. he’s adored you for years and knows your relationship with the eldest hasn’t always been sunshine and rainbows. he knows seonghwa is trying to blame himself for not doing enough.
but honestly, yeosang feels like seonghwa had done the most out of all of them. he should have done more to talk to you, spend time with you, to love you.
“the doctors…” san begins, breaking the silence, “they said they would need to do surgery on her to remove the disease,” he explains and yeosang feels his stomach twist again.
the surgery san’s referring to means that you’ll lose your memories of the one who doesn’t return your feelings. but they do return your feelings. yeosang can’t accept the thought of you losing all your memories you’ve shared with them.
seonghwa doesn’t say anything, instead he opts to just silently hold your hand. thumb rubbing over one of the many daisies that are growing out of your skin. yeosang can’t help but wonder what seonghwa is thinking.
“let’s wait for the others to get here before any rash decisions are made,” seonghwa says softly, his eyes never leaving your face.
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#ateez x reader#ateez blurbs#ateez imagines#poly ateez x reader#ateez angst#ateez hanahaki disease#if this was a full one shot then there def would have been a happy ending#BUT HERES A CLIFFHANGER#sorry not sorry#ʚ・◞🍥 // ask game.
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YELLOW FLICKER BEAT
pairing : yeosang x f!reader x san (background poly ateez) genre : college au, hurt / comfort warnings : language, discussion of mental health / depression, family issues, getting called a whore
yeosang wanted to punch someone. his knuckles were turning white thanks to just how hard he wa clenching them.
mainly he wanted to punch your family for treating you the way they are. how dare they? how fucking dare they look down on you and criticize your relationship with him and the others.
how dare they try to shame you for loving him and the others. yeosang understood it all now. why you never wanted them to meet your family. he never should have let san talk you into this.
yeosang’s eye flicker over to san from across the table and he honestly looks about ready to punch someone as well. his jaw was clenched and he looked terrifying to be honest.
yeosang is the first to stand up, catching everyone’s immediately as his chair scraps across the floor. his eyes remain on you as he takes your hand and guides you out of the dining room.
he knows san is following suit thanks to how he hears another chair scraping across the floor. he also hears san say a few choice words to your family before he’s following the both of you over to the door.
when the three of you got outside, yeosang watched as san pulled you into a hug. that hug seemed to be your breaking point as you immediately broke down in tears.
“i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have forced you to do this,” he whispers while yeosang is guiding you two to the car.
yeosang looked back once more at your family’s house and only shook his head in disappointment when he seen that none of your family had come out to see you.
good riddance he thinks as he starts the car. yeosang silently makes a promise to himself to never let you near your family again.
his eyes flicker up to the rear view mirror as he takes in your tear-stricken face and he knows seonghwa is going to wring both his and san’s necks for this. and honestly… he doesn’t blame him.
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SWEET TARTS
pairing : dilf!wooyoung x f!reader (background poly ateez) genre : smut (none this drabble!), angst, romance, idol company au warnings : language, age gap (everyone’s legal!), mentions of dead parents
wooyoung looked up from his phone just in time to catch you running around the large, luxurious penthouse. at first he just opts to watch you as you look for something but after several minutes, wooyoung finally decides to get up.
“my pretty sweet, what on earth are you searching for?” wooyoung ask as he takes you into his arms and does a quick spin in order to get you to stop from running.
“i can’t… i can’t find my bag and i have an evaluation later with yunho and it has everything in it,” you say with worry in your eyes. “i need to do well for that evaluation, i can’t disappoint him again,” you confess and wooyoung feels his heart tighten at the thought of you thinking you could disappear yunho.
“are you sure this is about a missing bag? and not about something else? is anyone bothering you? do you need to talk to joong or hwa?”
“no!” your sudden exclamation surprises him for a moment, “n-no one is bothering me, i just misplaced my bag and need to find it.”
“can you not use another bag?” you shake your head, looking away from wooyoung’s eyes.
“my mom bought me that bag for when i became a trainee three years ago. i need to find it,” you tell him and wooyoung immediately understood why the bag was so important because his mom did the same thing for him.
his mom had gifted him a new bag for when he moved to seoul to pursue a career in entertainment industry. he values that bag more than anything else in the world, so he understands why you want to your bag.
he remembers how seonghwa had told him about how your mother had passed away two years ago. you had become devastated that she would never get to see you debut. it was your dream and she would never get to see your dream come true and you know you’re so close.
“i’ll help you find it, baby,” he tells you before kissing your lips, “why don’t you go change and get ready for practice while i look for it.”
you nod your head before making your way to seonghwa’s room to change your clothes. wooyoung immediately began to search for your bag around the penthouse.
a few minutes go by and wooyoung feels like he will never find your bag. right when he was about to go tell you, the front door opens with san walking in. wooyoung almost immediately notices the bag hanging off his shoulder.
“oh! y/n’s bag! where did you find it?” wooyoung asks surprised that san had it.
“she left it in my car when i brought us home the other night. i seen it earlier and remembered she had that evaluation with yunho today and would need it,” san explains as he hands the bag over to wooyoung.
“left it in your car? she doesn’t usually do that though,” wooyoung said with furrowed eyebrows, knowing that you always keep your bags next you so you can easily grab them.
“ah, well… that little vixen distracted me on the drive home and so i made her help me. guess the bag just ended up in the backseat because of that,” he says with a laugh and wooyoung immediately catches onto what his lover was implying.
“wooyoung have you found— oh! my bag!” you say rushing over to the two older males as you take your bag from wooyoung’s hands, a bright smile on your face. “thank you!” you say to wooyoung, unaware that san was actually the one who found it.
“don’t worry about it, why don’t we take you to the company so you can practice for your evaluation?” wooyoung suggests and then is seemingly rushing you and san out of the penthouse.
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#ateez x reader#ateez blurbs#poly ateez x reader#ateez imagines#ʚ・◞🍥 // ask game.#if this was longer there would have been smut#you all def would have gotten that food play smut#🥴🥴🥴🥴#maybe next time lol
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Gold color tinted glasses
Sounds like a royalty poly!teez x reader with a bit off soulmate!au
GOLD COLOR TINTED GLASSES
pairing : poly prince!ateez x princess!reader genre : royalty, soulmate, romance, angst, suggestive warnings : language, mentions of war and death, misogynistic nobles, attempted coup d’état, public executions
hongjoong paused as his steps as he seen you crouched against the wall. the corridor was void of any souls except for you and him. his steps were cautious as he walked closer to you, and that’s when he took in how beautifully dressed you were.
he hated how you looked so fragile right now. how those noble made you feel so small and defenseless, that you weren’t a good leader.
but you were. you were doing an amazing job and hongjoong would kill anyone who disagreed with him.
“my queen,” hongjoong begins as he crouched down next to you. his arms wrap protectively around you and he pulls you to his chest. it’s that moment when you release a soft sob, clutching onto your lover. “my heart, why are you upset? don’t listen to those old geezers.”
“i’m sorry, joongie,” you whimper but hongjoong hushes you in order to stop you from apologizing.
“don’t you dare apologize, you did nothing wrong. we are both learning how to be good rulers. something they clearly don’t understand,” he presses a kiss to your forehead the crown of your head before he continues to hold you close to him.
“i love you joongie,” you say and hongjoong feels his heart swell at how much he truly loves you.
he thanks whatever fate or destiny that’s out there for gifting him the opportunity to be with you. “i love you, too, my heart.”
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fake fic title: black cigarette night ... ^^
BLACK CIGARETTE NIGHT
pairing : demon!yunho x human!f!reader (background poly ateez) genre : demon au, historical and modern day, eventual smut warnings : smoking, mentions of fighting / injuries
it was cold when yunho showed up outside your apartment complex. he knew he shouldn’t see you, but he couldn’t help it.
there was like some pull that was continuously pulling him — and the others — towards you. like you were the demon tempting them and not the other way around.
again, he knew it was a bad idea. he shouldn’t be here, hongjoong would scold him when he gets home but yunho didn’t care in this moment. he took a deep breath before he began walking towards the building, entering it and heading up the long flight of stairs that would lead him to your apartment.
your apartment.
it was cute, very you. and you were very cute to him. almost too cute to the point he almost couldn’t stand it. he’s glad he got to met you in this lifetime of yours because you just continue to grow in different ways every time he meets you.
it’s been years, hundreds since he last saw you. held you. kissed you. he truly missed you.
he knows the others did has well. he knows that hongjoong probably misses you the most, but won’t admit it.
he’s watched hongjoong sitting on the balcony, cigarette hanging between his lips, as he stares off into the distance. over watching the city lights with dazed eyes, sometimes if he looks closely he could see hongjoong’s eyes turn misty.
and he knows his leader is thinking about you, because he is also always thinking about you.
when yunho reaches your floor, his legs work like clockwork in taking him to your apartment. he feels nervous for some reason, like he’s meeting you again for the first time every time he sees you.
his thoughts go back to hongjoong sitting on the balcony smoking, thinking to how he tries desperately to hid his habit from seonghwa. as if smoking would actually do anything to them. but he knows the eldest demon hates the smell.
yunho smiles as he thinks about his two older lovers nagging each other before he stops in front of your apartment door.
he thinks about how you use to scold him and the others when they would get hurt. when they would return from fighting all bruised and beat up, but you would patch them up. kiss each of their wounds and threaten to not heal them the next time, but they all knew you were lying.
yunho misses you. so he takes a deep breath and knocks on your door, waiting for you to come greet him with that cute smile of yours.
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hi for the title game can i request the word colorblind plz :)
COLORBLIND
pairing : rich boy!ateez x f!reader genre : college au, slow burn, angst, eventual poly relationship warnings : none just some sadness
the night felt cold as the rain hit your skin harshly as you walked down the street alone by yourself. this whole night felt like just one big disaster after another.
everything was to go so well tonight with spending time with the boys, celebrating your birthday together. but how can you celebrate with them if they don't even remember it was your birthday?
the nine of you were suppose to celebrate together at a restaurant together, but you were the only one to show up. your text messages were left unread and calls were left unanswered.
it didn't help that your umbrella broke before you could even attempt to use it. all you wanted to do now was to go home and celebrate what little time you had left of your birthday. alone.
when you finally reached your apartment, you are quick to change into dry clothes before making your way into the kitchen to pull out the cake you had bought that you originally were going to share the guys, but that obviously wasn't going to happen.
looking at the clock you notice you had ten minutes till midnight, until your birthday was over. as you set the cake up, you keep checking your phone, waiting for any last minutes messages to come throw. at this point they didn't even have to say anything like "happy birthday" or "sorry for ditching you!" it was just nothing...
"happy birthday to me... happy birthday to me... happy birthday to me... and many more," you sing to yourself before blowing out your candle with just a minute left of your birthday.
when the clock strikes midnight, you realize you spent another birthday by yourself.
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Chrome hearts or Pluto <3
* with poly mafia!ateez x mafia!reader
(Ignore the other one 😭)
CHROME HEARTS ON PLUTO
pairing : mafia poly!ateez x mafia!f!reader genre : mafia au, time travel, angst warnings : language, mentions of gang related activities, major character death
san woke up with a gasp as he sat up in quick haste. he was drenched in sweat, his tank top clinging to his chest as he moves to get up.
it was that same dream again as it had been for the past few weeks now. of you laying on the ground, having risked yourself to save him.
he couldn’t let the guilt go away, it clinging to him like his shirt is now. it’s been two weeks since your death and since then he’s seen a drastic change in his other lovers. of course he doesn’t blame them, they’re in grief and are trying to handle your passing.
god, he doesn’t even remember the last time he seen hongjoong, who’s been locked up in his office. this leaves seonghwa to give out missions and becoming a substitute leader for the gang. again he doesn’t blame his leader for mourning you, he’s known you the longest and along with seonghwa, you were one of the original members to the gang.
you were hongjoong’s light and now you were gone, because of him. because he was being careless when he should have been paying attention.
san’s own sob broke him out of his thoughts and he goes to wipe his eyes. he wishes he could go back and save you. he wishes he could go and stop hongjoong from creating the gang, then none of you would have to suffer from this amount of mourning again.
the sudden sound of something dropping earns san’s attention making him quickly stand up and turn around. his hand reaches under his mattress for his gun when he hears a soft meow that makes his muscles relax.
it was just byeol. he finds her rubbing up against something that he’s never seen before. walking over to his cat and the object he picks it up to inspect it.
“an hourglass? what the fuck…” when did he get this? he looks to byeol as if she would give him the answer, but she simply meows and rubs against his hand, a soft purring coming from her.
san pets byeol before putting the hourglass down. he looks at it for a few more moments before looking out the window and at the full moon that was shining inside his room. he looks back down and the hourglass and wonders what could hurt if he messed with it.
picking it up, san turned the hourglass over, allowing the sand to slowly start falling. san watches it for a moment before he makes his way back to bed. the thought of you slowly resurfacing as he lays down.
“i wish i could see you one last time, y/n,” he says out loud before letting sleep consume him, hoping the dream of you won’t haunt him once more.
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Hmm..."Love me and I'll make you my muse"?
LOVE ME AND I’LL MAKE YOU MY MUSE
pairing : producer!hongjoong x producer!f!reader x choreographer!wooyoung genre : romance, adult drama, unrequited love warnings : language, mentions of the mandatory military service in korea, everyone is in their early 30s in this, y/n has a peanut allergy
you’ve known hongjoong since you were in high school. the two of you basically finding a passion for music together and seemingly getting producing jobs at the same company together.
many people in the industry see you as a team, but the both of you can make music individually as well. that’s what you seemingly had to do when hongjoong enlisted and did his two years in the military.
during that time you even released your own music and became sort of well known by appearing on variety shows and such. you also met wooyoung while hongjoong was away.
he had started working at the company as their choreographer and the two of got along rather quickly. wooyoung claims it’s cause your music and his dances go together like peanut butter and jelly.
“i’m allergic to nuts,” you deadpanned at him when he said that.
“well it’s a good thing it’s just a metaphor and not an actual sandwich!”
you like wooyoung. you’ve grown attached to him and his bright personality. a complete 180 to hongjoong rather loner personality that you shared with him.
“hey! helloooooo, y/n are you listening to me!” wooyoung’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts and you look towards the dancer who is looking at you with a pout.
“oh, uh, sorry what did you say?”
“i asked if you were excited to for that new boy group that is debuting.”
“oh yeah, totally! mingi has worked really well with them these past few months. definitely going to go far,” you tell him but you can tell that’s not the answer he was looking for.
“okay yeah, mingi has done good with them, but what about me? i made their dance!”
“and i made the song,” you said back with a raised eyebrow, “what do you want me to say? that their debut is going to be great because of my song?”
“no,” he grumbles, “i want you to compliment my skills,” he adds making you roll your eyes, which he immediately notices and sticks his tongue out.
“what are you five?”
“only with you, babe,” he smirks and you push at his forehead with your index finger.
“you know, i heard some trainees talking about us,” he says after a few beats of silence.
“really? what did they say?”
“they were hoping that when they debut i would choreo their group’s dances so you can produce the songs,” he said, playing with one of the rings around his finger. “i think it’s funny how we’ve become like this little team to them. if i choreo their dance then it’s like they know you’re making the music.”
you nod your head at him thinking about how much people have started to associate you with wooyoung know. you’ve seen netizens online talk about you and wooyoung more than you and hongjoong. some wondering if wooyoung will only choreograph to your songs and no one else’s.
“why do you only choreograph my songs anyways?”
“hm, oh because you’re my muse.”
you can’t help the way your heart wants to burst out of your chest. his words always confuse you. he calls you “babe,” holds your hand, gives you kisses, and says shit like this, but you aren’t together.
wooyoung is just affectionate to everyone. you might be his “muse” but that could basically mean nothing to him. you want to ask him how he feels about you, but you’re too scared to ruin something before it even begins.
you almost did that once with hongjoong, you can’t handle doing it again with wooyoung. you’ll settle for what you have right now with the dancer. you’ll settle for his flirty comments and actions and nicknames.
you’ll settle with what you have now because you’re afraid of settling for anything else.
#ateez x reader#ateez blurbs#ateez imagines#poly ateez x reader#ateez angst#ateez wooyoung x reader#ateez hongjoong x reader#ʚ・◞🍥 // ask game.
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fic title: after years i see you again
for some reason i imagine like a reincarnated au, where only yn is reincarnated but the guys are immortal or something like that.
or both the guy(s) and yn are exes (kind of like a romeo and juliet au where their family hates each other so they broke up) and they meet again in like a club or something and there's so much tension
but you do what you think fits with the title ^w^
AFTER YEARS I SEE YOU AGAIN
pairing : poly immortal!ateez x f!reader genre : historical to modern day au, reincarnation au, magic, angst, happy ending warnings : language, mentions of death multiple times, curses
everything felt different.
all eight of them could agree that each time they found you, it was like meeting a new version of you each time. and that unfortunately your original “self” the one they met and fell in love with over a thousand years ago was slowly fading away.
san remembers how you use to love lilies, but now you can’t stand them. he wonders if maybe he got them too many times in your past life that each incarnation started to slowly hate them.
“you can’t compare her to the one we use to know!” jongho cried one day after he had witnessed san and yunho trying to get you to remember things you clearly couldn’t — and probably deep down wouldn’t want to, remember.
“she’s not the same y/n we knew all those years ago. she’s different. she likes different things and has different hobbies. ones that our y/n would have never done, and you just have to accept that. i know you love her as much as i do but… please give this y/n a chance.”
it broke all the other’s hearts to see their youngest lover like this. it was then that they realized how they weren’t giving you a chance, but were still trying to cling onto the past you.
they realized that if they didn’t stop this curse soon then they would lose you all over again. finally having you so close to them again until you are ripped away and the search would have to start all over again for you.
until they broke the curse, none of you would ever know true peace.
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buried in snow for fake fic title! thank you.
BURIED IN SNOW
pairing : water bender!san x non-bender!f!reader genre : atla au, romance, eventual poly relationship warnings : canon atla violence, language, mentions of the fire nation killing people
“wow, san you’re doing a great job!” you say from where you had been watching the water bender practice.
san let’s the water he had been practice with back into the snow before he turns to you with a smile on his face. since you all had arrived in the north pole, both san and hongjoong have been practicing nonstop with water bending masters.
“do you think so?” he asks and you notice the light blush on his face as he scratches the back his neck.
“yep! a real water bending master in the making of you ask me,” you tell him as the two of manage to make yourselves closer to each other. now standing only a foot away from each other, it’s much easier to see san’s blush. “i bet you’ve been practicing a lot during your travels with the avatar.”
“yeah… kind of have to learn on the spot when you’re being chased by the fire nation,” he says with an awkward laugh and you nod your head in agreement.
“yeah, they definitely don’t give up on a chase that’s for sure,” you say causing the two of you to laugh.
“it’s been both dangerous and exciting, but i’m glad i left my village with yunho to come along with hongjoong.”
“yeah traveling with yeosang and mingi has been an adventure.”
“i’m glad hongjoong and yeosang got to reunite with each other. felt like it took a hundred years for them to find each other,” san says as the two of you begin to walk around the tribe together.
“yeah, it was nice seeing them find each other. it was really fun traveling with him and mingi. i’ll miss them.”
“miss them? why?”
“well i mean, i promised yeosang to help him find his friend and i kept it. so i guess i’ll be returning back to my village after this.”
“w-what, you can’t leave like that. yeosang and mingi will be devastated to know you’re leaving,” san says as a small protest.
“but i’m not very helpful in the grand scheme of everything. i can’t bend and i can’t fight, so i’ll be useless to you guys.”
“no, you won’t be useless,” san says stopping you from walking as he takes your hand into one of his. you can’t help feel heat rise to your cheeks as he looks you dead in the eyes, all serious.
“you’ve done a lot more than you give yourself credit for, mingi told us about how you risked your life when him and yeosang got sick or how you did a lot to help all the earth kingdom villages. you’ve helpful, so don’t leave, okay?”
“i-i-i’ll think about you,” you say shocked at his words and how passionate he seems about proving you wrong.
“promise?” he asks, holding out his gloved pinky and your eyes drift between his hand and his eyes before you link pinkies with him.
“promise.”
“ah, y/n, there you are!” you and san take a step away from each other and turn to see prince seonghwa walking towards you both.
“yes, prince seonghwa?”
“i found those scrolls you had asked me about and wanted to show them to you,” he voice is soft as he speaks and you perk up at the mentions of the scrolls.
“ah, did you?” prince seonghwa nods and motions to lead you away.
“i’ll see you later, san,” you bid the water bender goodbye before walking off with the water tribe prince.
san watches as you both walk away with a sad smile, hoping that you’ll keep his promise and not leave, but instead join them.
#ateez x reader#ateez blurbs#ateez imagines#poly ateez x reader#ateez san x reader#ateez fluff#ateez atla au#ʚ・◞🍥 // ask game.#THIS is my favorite one!!
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Casually yours for the game
CASUALLY YOURS
pairing : idol!san x f!reader genre : established relationship, hurt / comfort, fluff, romance warnings : language, mentions of toxic fans / saesangs, relationship troubles, crying, thinking of dating only for pity / fame
you felt your stomach dropped as you continued to listen to san and his members talk. you had always assumed that san’s members enjoyed having you around. were these past three months just a lie? did they put on fake smiles and friendliness every time you came around.
you wish they would have just acted like they hated you instead of lying to your face. did san know his members didn’t like you?
“she’s not good enough for you san,” wooyoung said and you felt your heart break. even wooyoung didn’t think you were good enough for his friend.
“she’ll never understand what it’s like to be an idol, sannie. we’re just looking out for you,” seonghwa spoke softly and it reminds you of all the times he spoke to you with that voice. it was all fake.
“why are you guys saying all this stuff? y/n hasn’t done anything except support me… support us and you say she’s not good enough for me?” you can hear the anger rising in san’s voice at how his members talk about you.
“come on san, we know you’re just dating her out of pity,” yunho speaks up this time with a tone you’ve never heard from him before.
pity? were you just some charity case to him? surely not, surely san is dating you because he loves you, right?
san say something, you think as you wait in silence for your boyfriend to deny it. you are only met with silence.
no. please say something.
“see! even you can’t deny it! just break up with her. you’ll be doing everyone a favor if you just dump her,” yunho says and you can’t help the tears that begin to fall and you decide you can’t stay here any longer.
it’s obvious they don’t want you here. you don’t say anything as you make your way past them and towards the front door. the tears make it hard to put your shoes on and it’s just enough time for san to try and stop you from leaving.
“y/n wait please, don’t leave,” he’s begging and it makes you think about how all the times you would ask him to stay just a little longer at your place.
did you sound pathetic asking him to stay? did he even love you.
“no, san, i don’t want to stay in a place i’m not welcomed,” you say, wiping your tears away before you finally manage to put your shoes on.
“please, y/n, let me explain. you don’t understand.”
“i understand everything just fine, choi san! i understand that i’m not good enough for you, that i will never be an idol like you, and that… and that i’m just some pity relationship for you! god, i can’t believe how stupid i am to have thought you actual loved me for just a moment.”
“i do love you! please don’t leave,” he tries to turn you to look at him but you refuse. you push his hands away before turning and quickly opening the door.
“forget i even exist,” you say before closing the door behind you. leaving san speechless, his own tears finally flowing down his own cheeks.
“please come back.”
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#ateez x reader#ateez blurbs#ateez imagines#ʚ・◞🍥 // ask game.#THIS WAS SUPPOSE TO BE HAPPY#WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO
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