WANT YOU BACK
WINTER X MALE READER
Tags : Possessive EX GF Winter, Pregnancy, Cheating, Teasing, Creampie, Quickie
Winter choked back a sob, the smoky jazz club blurring into a canvas of swirling lights and pounding bass. Across the crowded dance floor, Y/n's laughter echoed, a sound that once brought sunshine into her days and now felt like a cruel taunt. He was happy. Genuinely, radiantly happy with his new girlfriend, Karina – a vision of effortless beauty draped on his arm.
Regret gnawed at Winter's insides, a ravenous beast that had been growing stronger with every passing day. A year ago, Y/n had been her world. The kindest, most patient boyfriend a girl could ask for. But Winter, fueled by a twisted yearning for excitement and the allure of a "bad boy" fantasy, had thrown it all away. Now, the sight of his happiness with someone else ignited a firestorm of jealousy and a terrifying realization: what if she'd lost him forever?
Panic clawed at her. She couldn't lose Y/n. Not entirely. A twisted plan, fueled by possessiveness and a warped sense of entitlement, began to take shape in her mind. She would get him back, even if it meant manipulation and control.
Excusing herself from her date, Winter weaved through the throng of dancing bodies, her eyes fixated on Y/n. As she approached, she noticed a flicker of surprise followed by a cautious warmth in his eyes.
"Winter??" he greeted, his voice laced with a hint of apprehension. Karina, sensing the tension, shot her a withering look.
"C-can I talk for a minute… alone?" Winter purred, her voice dripping with forced vulnerability.
Y/n hesitated, his gaze flitting between Winter and Karina. Karina rolled her eyes and reluctantly excused herself. Winter led Y/n to a secluded corner, excitement bubbling beneath the surface.
"I-i shouldn't have done what I did Y/n, " she began, her voice trembling slightly. A performance worthy of an Oscar. "You were the best thing that ever happened to my life, A-and I threw it all away."
Y/n, ever the believer in second chances, looked at her with a mixture of empathy and residual hurt. "W-winter," he started, his voice gentle. "Karina and I—"
"I know," she cut him off, tears welling up in her eyes. "But maybe… just maybe.." she trailed off, letting the unspoken suggestion hang heavy in the air.
Y/n sighed, torn between his loyalty to Karina and his lingering emotions for Winter. "Winter, we can't just—"
Winter leaned in, her voice a seductive whisper. "Just one night, Y/n. Let me show you what I've been missing. What you've been missing."
Her words, laced with a desperate yearning, struck a chord in Y/n. Memories flooded back - stolen kisses, whispered secrets, the warmth of her hand in his. He couldn't deny the lingering feelings, the pull of a familiarity that resonated deep within him.
In the dimly lit corner, away from the prying eyes of the club, they fell into each other's arms. The kiss ignited a spark within them, a wildfire fueled by pent-up emotions and unspoken desires. It was a desperate kiss, raw and hungry, like two drowning souls clinging to a lifeline. "I knew you wanted it..". Winter whispers, Her voice desperate of affection.
Winter's touch was a stark contrast to the carefree affection Karina so readily bestowed upon Y/n. Her fingers dug into his back, a possessive hold that sent shivers down his spine. His hand tangled in her hair, pulling her closer as their lips met in a frenzied dance. "Fuck Me Y/n.. Fuck me..". Winter begged, as she began to undress.
"W-winter s-slow down". The air crackled with electricity. Winter's eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, flickered with a possessiveness that made Y/n's breath hitch. There was a hunger in her gaze, a desperate need for control that sent a shiver down his spine. This wasn't the sweet affection they once shared; it was a darkness that both terrified and enticed him. "Cum... Cum inside me... Stay with me like this.. Please..". Winter begged, as finally Y/n released strings of his cum deep inside her womb.
As they stumbled back, breathless and flushed, a sense of foreboding settled over Y/n. There was a possessiveness in Winter's behavior that hadn't been there before. He knew this stolen night was no reconciliation, but a twisted game he was being drawn into against his better judgment.
Winter's eyes gleamed with a predatory glint. "This feels like coming home," she whispered, her voice husky with desire before she kissed him once again.
But in the pit of Y/n's stomach, a chilling premonition bloomed. He wasn't sure he was coming home, but rather entering a dark labyrinth, lured back by a love that had turned possessive and manipulative.
Winter cradled the positive pregnancy test in her hand, her emotions a tangled mess. Relief warred with a horrifying sense of manipulation. This wasn't the happy reunion she'd envisioned. This was a twisted trap sprung on Y/n.
The stolen night in the club had been fuelled by desperation, not love. It had served its purpose, though. Winter had him back, tethered to her by an invisible chain: the baby growing within her.
The next morning, she played the heartbroken victim. Tears streamed down her face as she confessed to Y/n about the test. "We can't pretend this didn't happen," she cried, knowing full well he wouldn't abandon a child.
Y/n, ever the good guy, fell into the trap. He felt responsible, obligated. But every visit to Winter's apartment felt like a descent into a suffocating prison. Her possessiveness escalated with each passing day.
"You can't see Karina anymore," Winter declared one evening, her voice laced with a chilling finality. Y/n protested, reminding her of Karina's innocence in all this. "This is between us, Y/n," Winter hissed, a manic glint in her eyes. "You're mine now."
He tried to explain the situation to Karina, but guilt choked his words. In the end, the confused silence and strained distance became too much for her to bear. She broke up with him, heartbroken and bewildered.
Winter celebrated this "victory" with a chilling smile. Y/n was now truly hers, isolated and trapped. She used the pregnancy as a weapon, a constant reminder of his supposed transgression. "Every scan, every milestone," she'd say, her voice dripping with faux sweetness, "a reminder of what we had."
Yet, with each passing week, the facade of happiness wore thin. Winter felt a growing resentment towards the child, a constant reminder of her deceit. But most of all, she resented Y/n. His forced presence, his hollow attempts at conversation, only amplified the emptiness within her.
One night, as Y/n sat awkwardly on the couch, Winter launched into a tirade. "You don't love me! You never did!" she screamed, tears streaming down her face. "Y-you just feel sorry for me!"
Y/n, worn down by the constant emotional abuse, snapped. "I do care about you, Winter," he said, his voice tired. "But I can't love someone who holds me hostage with threats and guilt."
His words hung in the air, heavy and final. Winter recoiled, a flicker of fear replacing the anger in her eyes. She might have trapped him physically, but emotionally, she'd pushed him to the edge.
The flicker of fear in Winter's eyes was fleeting, replaced by a cold glint that sent shivers down Y/n's spine. He'd seen that look before, in the dimly lit corner of the club – the predator assessing its prey.
"Hostage?" she scoffed, her voice dripping with a terrifying calmness. "I gave you a chance, Y/n. A chance to be a family. Maybe you don't love me, but you'll learn."
Her next words were a chilling whisper. "Besides, where would you go? Do you really think Karina would take you back after this?"
Y/n's stomach churned. She was right. Shame choked him, muting any further protest. Winter sensed his resignation and a victorious smile curled her lips. This was where the game truly began.
The following weeks were a whirlwind of doctor's appointments, baby preparations, and a suffocating sense of control. Winter micromanaged everything, making Y/n feel like a visitor in his own life. His attempts at connecting with the child felt staged, a constant performance under Winter's watchful eye.
Yet, a strange sense of normalcy settled in. Winter stopped mentioning Karina entirely, reveling in the fact that Y/n was trapped. Slowly, she started subtly chipping away at his support system. A "forgotten" work call from Y/n that turned into a week-long business trip. A "sudden illness" that kept his friends from visiting.
Y/n, worn down by the constant emotional manipulation and guilt trips, barely noticed the isolation. He became a ghost in his own life, existing only to fulfill his "duties" as a father and a reluctant partner.
Years passed. Winter birthed two more children, each arrival a twisted celebration of her victory. Y/n remained a shell of his former self, a ghost trapped in a gilded cage of her own making. Winter, however, thrived. Her possessiveness had morphed into a twisted sense of ownership. Y/n belonged to her now, a trophy on her emotional shelf.
One cold evening, as the older children played in the living room, Winter snuggled close to Y/n on the couch. "See?" she purred, her voice laced with satisfaction. "We have a family now. Just like what you always wanted."
Y/n's eyes, devoid of their former warmth, met hers. There was no love in them, no regret, no longing. The years of manipulation had hollowed him out. He was simply a shadow, a reminder of the love she'd destroyed and the life they could have had.
A cold smile settled on Winter's face. In her twisted mind, this was their happy ending. Her ultimate victory. She had Y/n, and that was all that mattered. The love she'd craved, the genuine connection, was a forgotten casualty in her war for control. Winter had built her prison, bricked with manipulation and guilt, and in the process, had become as trapped as the man she held captive.
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What do you think ateez would like to call their partner in bed (cute, romantic, derogatory... anything) and what they'd like to be called??
thanks for requesting and please enjoy <3
ateez & pet names
seonghwa ~ this man is a romantic through and through, and he will only ever shower you with the sweetest names he can think of. sweetheart, honey, and love are warm and gentle names that he uses a lot. / he loves to feel loved and taken care of, so endearing names like angel and simply baby are his favorites.
hongjoong ~ while he mostly calls you by your name (most likely as a show of dominance and to make things more intimate), he switches it up when the mood strikes him, going for names like princess/prince, and pretty girl/boy. / as a leader in all ways, he likes names that acknowledge that trait, like daddy, master, or captain.
yunho ~ he tends to use names that are a little out of the ordinary, such as pup or kitten, but when all else fails he finds he can’t go wrong with baby girl/boy. / if there’s one thing you need to know about yunho, it’s that the man has a serious thing for being called daddy. it makes him feel powerful, yet not like a tyrant. it’s as endearing as it is sexy.
yeosang ~ yeosang is a little too shy for “over-the-top” pet names, so he mostly sticks to babe or baby. on special occasions, he’ll call you his angel. / he doesn’t have a strong preference on what you call him, but he has always had a soft spot for the innocence behind your voice when you call him baby boy.
sannie ~ san will call you a range of names, but always with the word ”little” in front of it. that can be to show you how cute you are, like when he calls you his little darling, or to tear you down, as in his little slut. / san wants to feel powerful and in control, so he likes names like sir and daddy, but he also likes being praised with names such as sweetheart.
mingi ~ his favorite is to call you doll, because he thinks you’re as beautiful and precious as can be. when he wants to be more direct, he also likes pretty girl/boy. / mingi absolutely lives for compliments and praise, so he likes any name that falls into that category. pretty boy and good boy (especially good boy, my god) are his favorites.
wooyoung ~ the brat of all brats, wooyoung likes to call you names out of teasing, such as bitch or slut, mostly to get a reaction from you. / wooyoung loves teasing as much as he loves being teased. he goes especially wild for typically “feminine” names, like when you call him a little princess, and of course, a whore.
jongho ~ also a little shy, jongho tends to just use your name. though he’s not afraid of baby or honey either. on very special occasions, he will call you his beautiful woman/man. / despite how hard he tries not to let it show, his heart soars every time you call him something sappy and cute. his favorites are baby boy, baby bear, and my love.
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Astrology observations
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I have collected and put some of my notes together to share here with everyone. I hope they’re relatable or you find them interesting.
I have Pluto in the 3rd house and am always fidgeting with my fingers and picking at my lips. It’s a habit that won’t stop help!!!
Virgo risings come off as sweet and naive and you’ll feel the compulsive need to tell them all of your secrets,be warned you don’t want them as your enemy they have Gemini Mc they’ll tarnish your reputation
Virgo rising talk too loudly and they don’t realise it. They have a problem of ghosting people that want to have one on one conversation with them thus being called rude or snobbish
Virgo risings are overly sexualised and it’s usually with random people that they never expected they’ll sleep with. They also can’t make eye contact with people when talking
Had a classmate with Mercury in Aquarius he wrote notes very fast. We liked to copy his notes and he didn’t make grammatical errors
Juno in Aquarius might have a dislike for marriage or traditional relationships.
It’s so often talked about how Pisces are delusional since they’re ruled by Neptune. But, actually Leo is the most delusional since they’re exalted in Neptune. (Tell me I’m wrong.)
Sagittarius moons are always passionate about some cause related to society eg. politics, lgbtq+ etc.
Sun in the 11th house probably don’t like to expose themselves publicly, that’s why they tend to make friends online. (12th house sun can be this way too.)
9th house stellium can indicate not relating to their birthplace or where they were raised.
Saturn in Gemini = your thoughts are holding you back.
Saturn in Leo = your ego is holding you back.
Saturn in Scorpio = your secrets are holding you back.
Mars in Aquarius have explosive tempers, remember that Aquarius is ruled by Uranus, the unstable planet par excellence.
Capricorn’s love language is all but touch. Most of them don’t like much physical contact.
Lilith square sun is a common placement in those people with abusive fathers/deeply wounded ego.
Mars conjuct MC or in the 10th house can experience others being intimidated by them for no reason. And others can get jealous whenever they achieve anything.
Opposite/sister sign ascendants can actually look strikingly similar in terms of physical appearance. (I.e; Capricorn rising and Cancer risings)
Capricorns can repress their emotions because every time they express their emotions they are antagonized. People will find a way to blame them for feeling-someway, somehow. Cancer is in their 7th-house of open enemies.
Aries moons can be very defensive. Any Aries placements seem to be overly self protective.
Lilith in the 2nd house can be an over indulgent placement.
Pisces moons have soft-spoken voices.
Chart ruler in 1st people are so in control of their own lives. I’ve always considered this a “manifestation” placement.
Chiron in the 11th house can have difficulty making friends.
Mercury in the 12th house can easily manifest whatever they speak.
Ruler of the 11th and the 5th house in the 3rd makes for someone who can easily imitate other peoples voices.
Mercury in 1st house say things that are totally out of concept. They tend to talk about themselves a lot too. (Mercury= communication and 1H= self)
Saturn in the 5th house likes historical genres, movies or documentaries.
The first born in the family can often share the same moon sign as one their parents.
Mercury dominant like the English subject and are good at dictations
The color pink has a strong connection to lunar energy. Moon in the 1st house, Cancer rising, or Cancer placements can like a lot of pink.
Gemini moons have some of the best sense of humor. They’re very witty and creative.
Pluto or Uranus in the 4th house can indicate feeling like the “black sheep” of the family.
The house your moon is in can show what area of life is the most unstable or changeable for you.
Moon in Pisces is the most sensitive placement.
I know many Aquarius moons who were all into photography or film at some point in their lives, tech seems to be a hobby of theirs and they are very tech savvy.
Those are all of my observations! please comment on any you related to or are curious about, I’d love to read them. Bye for now.
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