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As You Wish~

ꕥPosted: 8/6/20

ꕥGenre: Fluff, Smut

ꕥParing: Fem!Reader x Hongjoong

ꕥWord Count: <1k

ꕥWarnings: Unprotected sex, Language, Praise (m recieving)

ꕥA/N: HJ’s bitchass has got me whipped so this is the result. You’re welcome lmao

“Hmm. No I disagree. She’s hot but not Hwasa-level-hot. You know?”

Hongjoong squinted at my words, not quite convinced that Hwasa was more attractive that Camilla Cabello. Talking about things like that never bugged me. I was secure with our relationship and knew we wouldn’t leave each other for anything. It was still fun, though.

Today was one of Hongjoong’s rare days off, and we opted to do nothing all day. That eventually led to laying on my rooftop at midnight with blankets, pillows, and plenty of snacks, comparing celebrity crushes.

I reached out to catch a firefly flying close to my face but it flew away too quickly. I pouted and turned to Hongjoong. The man smiled at me and shook his head.

“You’ve caught so many tonight, isn’t that enough?”

“Never!” I scrunched my face, trying to look as determined as possible, “I’ve gotta catch ‘em all!”

“You are the biggest nerd I have ever met.”

“Oh shut up, Hongjoong. You love it.”

He pulled me close, laying my head on his chest, “That I do, sweetheart.”

My gaze travelled up to the night sky. I lived in a small town so the light pollution was next to non-existent. The stars were so much easier to see because of it which is probably why I spent so many years studying constellations and the night sky. I tapped Hongjoong’s chest to point out another constellation, recounting the story and myths behind it. His hands wandered to my waist as I spoke, sneaking up under my shirt and rubbing circles on my hips. I jerked a little at the touch, not expecting it. He turned to me and smiled, making figure 8s on my hips.

Anytime Hongjoong was in the mood he’d always trace that pattern on my skin. He didn’t even have to say it and I knew what he was feeling.

“Hongjoong we’re literally on a roof.”

“So what? There’s no one around for miles. Plus,” He quickly pulled me on top of him, my legs on either side of his lap, “It’s been weeks since we’ve had sex. I know you want it too, babe.”

He certainly wasn’t wrong. It wasn’t like we refrained from it on purpose, though. We were busy all the time and didn’t always get to spend the most time with one another. I still decided to play difficult.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.”

“Oh yeah?”

He kissed down my neck and I gasped, beginning to moan slightly.

“Then why are so receptive to my touch, y/n? I think you know exactly what I’m talking about.”

“I’m not—your touch doesn’t affect...ugh goddamnit Hongjoonnggg.”

He laughed against my neck at my sorry attempt to make a sentence between gasps and moans. Hongjoong pulled back and gently kissed me, biting my bottom lip slightly.

I pulled back, looking around us to make sure no one was around us, then took off Hongjoong’s shirt, throwing it to the side. I ran my hands down his chest, admiring his body.

“Your body never fails to turn me on. You’re without a doubt, the most handsome man I’ve ever met.”

Even though I couldn’t see it in the dark, I knew he was blushing. I loved giving him compliments. I never wanted to let him forget how much he meant to me.

Hongjoong smiled and rolled his eyes. “Whatever, y/n. Now help me get your shorts off.”

“As you wish.”

The rest of our clothes were quickly discarded, landing who-knows-where, not that it was a large concern of ours.

It was unspoken, but somehow we both understood: no teasing tonight. We were too horny for that and it had been far too long.

“Please, Hongjoong. I need you inside of me.” I was surprised I even made a coherent sentence given how he was busy sucking on my left nipple and playing with the right with his fingers.

He looked up at me with a wicked smile and happily obliged.

Without hesitation he entered me, stretching my walls. I shut my eyes and furrowed my brows, drowning in the feeling. I heard a deep chuckle and opened my eyes. I was met with Hongjoong’s beautiful face. He had the most gorgeous smile upon his face, showing his perfect teeth. His eyes slowly formed to little crescents as he looked at me. They held all the love in the world and it was all directed towards me.

“I love you, y/n.”

“You better start moving or I’m going to-“

“What?” He asked with a cocky smile and raised brow, “You’re going to what?”

“Hongjoong. Please.”

At my words he snapped his hips and I cried out. His hands kept his body up as my hands dug into his back. His pace was gradual but soon sped up.

“You look so beautiful like this, y/n”

My face flushed at Hongjoong’s words, “Aww you’re cute.”

“Shut up and—ahh f-fuck. Right there don’t stop, please.”

Hongjoong picked up his pace. The sounds of nature I could hear before were now gone, the consistent slapping of skin and Hongjoong’s panting the only noises consuming me. I leaned up to kiss my boyfriend and even though it was sloppy, it was perfect.

“Y/n I’m gonna need you to cum for me, I’m close.”

I didn’t have a chance to respond before Hongjoong moved a finger down to my clit rubbing steady circles.

My body began to jerk, quickly approaching orgasm. Not seconds later, I felt a familiar euphoria flow through my veins, cumming hard. I closed my eyes and felt Hongjoong release inside me soon after.

Our harsh breaths meshed as we slowly came down from our high. I opened my eyes to meet Hongjoong’s, smiling at him. He pulled out of me then slowly traced my cheek with his hand.

“We should probably get cleaned up, sweetheart.”

I sighed, feeling too tired to move, “Yeah, I guess so.”

My boyfriend chuckled, pulling on his clothes, “Come on, babe. I’ll carry you.”

He pulled me up, holding me close to his chest, my clothes left on my rooftop. My hands wrapped around his neck, breathing in the faint smell of his cologne. Being with him, I couldn’t help but think that we were made for each other.

My disappointment is immeasurable and my day is ruined 😭🥺

Is cauliflower allowed? 👉👈

If its showered in gasoline and thrown in fire then yes

Hi everyone! So to fill in a bit of time until I finish the Supervillian!Yeosang with Policewoman!Reader, I decided I’ll try the made-up fic title game! Basically, send me an ask with a made-up title, genre, and member of Ateez and I will write what I think might go along with it! (I hope this makes sense, I’m shit at explaining things). Anyways! If anyone is interested, send me a title! They’ll probably be short (roughly ~1k words) but I’d love to still post content while I’m working on longer fics! Requests will probably be open for a while, so feel free to send in ideas whenever!

BISH LEMME HELP YOU-

Just failed another chinese test. :/

Hellooooo random but 👀 your aesthetic is ABSOLUTELY STUNNING O.o like fr damn😔👌 have a nice day/night please 💖💖

Awww thank you!!! 🥺🥺 And you too!! Also just wanted to say I haven’t got to read all of your fics yet but they’re so good!! ♥️♥️♥️

Please my heart—look at their smiles!

peek-a-boo!

Hey hey bestie! How about San with the genre of fluff and the title “Arts and Crafts”?

ꕥPosted: 9/23/21

ꕥGenre: Fluff

ꕥPairing: Fem!Reader x San

ꕥWord Count: 432

ꕥWarnings: Language and hella fluff

ꕥTag List: @cappujinho​ @bobateastay @nevieatiny​ @onceonafullmoon @hxneyboy

ꕥA/N: Hey hey girl! Hope you enjoy this one and thanks for the request ;)

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You sat around your shared kitchen table, various childhood crafts and supplies splayed across the wood. The minute San heard you had never made a macaroni necklace, he dragged you to the nearest craft store and bought an assortment of noodles and other supplies to make up for your “terribly sad childhood,” according to San.

You had to admit you were a bit confused though. If he wanted you to make a macaroni necklace so bad, why did he keep stealing your noodles? Sure, he was making his own necklace, but there were plenty of noodles for the both of you.

The bastard.  

“If you don’t stop that I will actually break your kneecaps.” You scolded, looking not at all intimidating as you tried to hide your smile.

San threw his head back and laughed before he stole another noodle from your hands, “Ah come on, let me have a little fun.”

“I don’t appreciate your mockery of my art,” You motioned to the necklace he was holding, “Besides, we’ve got plenty of pasta so stick to your own necklace, you monster.”

He smiled as he took another glance at the macaroni necklace in your hands, “I’m pretty sure you’re doing it wrong.”

“Okay that’s it.” You stood up and pounced on his shoulders, laughing as he feigned being hurt.

He shook you off, gently tossing you to the floor. San fell down with you, his arms outstretching to prop himself up. As he leaned closer to your lips you felt your heartbeat quicken.

You spoke in barely a whisper, “That was very rude of you, you know that?”

San raised a brow and gave you a lopsided smile, “Oh you were totally asking for it, though.”

“Was not.”

“You actual child.”

“You were the one who suggested we make macaroni necklaces and you’re calling me a chi-?”

The man pressed a quick kiss to your lips to stop you from talking. His plush lips moved in time with yours and you giggled as you felt him smile against your kiss.

“Actually,” San murmured against your lips, “I think your necklace looks great. I just like how cute you look when I give you hell.”

“How charming.”

“Oh you love me.” San whispered as he nuzzled his nose against your neck, making you squirm at the ticklish sensation.

Your eyes crinkled as you smiled, love in your eyes. “I’ll deny that ‘till my dying breath.” The way you said it, it might as well have been ‘I love you.’ After all, the silver band around your left ring finger said otherwise.

Ateez As Emotes~

Hongjoong: (¬_¬)

Seonghwa: ಠ_ಠ

Yunho：(˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵)

Yeosang: o(∩_∩)o

San：(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

Mingi： ･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･

Wooyoung：ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ

Jongho:╭(╯ε╰)╮