#aesmstar asks

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

Not really a request but I just got the biggest wow moment when I clicked on your blog. I really like your reactions/ scenarios. I remember binging them all one day because I was zoned in kekke.

Awww that's so sweet, thank you

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phantom regret - choi san

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warnings : public sex. fingering. degradation. dumbification. marking. one use of daddy. one mention of weed.

wc : literally i’m half asleep idk

a/n : i keep listening to dawn fm

something about san shoving you in a bathroom stall while you’re at the club. hiking your little mini dress up because he couldn’t stand you getting so fucking close to wooyoung and yunho.

“princess, seems like you don’t know who you belong to.” while he’s snaking his fingers around your throat and pulling your panties aside but oh !

no panties ? what a fuckin whore you turned out to be !

theres a glint in san’s eyes when he feels no panties. his hand getting tighter around your throat as he presses against you. his dick rubbing against your thigh.

“it’s like you were planning on fucking someone other than me tonight.”

your eyes teared up. “n-no, sannie. swear it was an accide-“

but poor you :( making stupid mistakes even now.

“an accident ? baby, im pretty sure i don’t accidentally forget to wear boxers on my way to work.”

you didn’t even have a chance to respond before he plunged two fingers inside you. they curled perfectly to rub against the spot inside you. your knees felt like jelly and if it weren’t for san holding onto you, you would’ve fell right to the floor.

your tongue long lolled out and eyes went cross. truly looking stupid for your sannie. his blonde hair was painted pink and purple under the club bathroom lights. sweat ran down his brow and glitter coated the lids of his eyes. he looked ethereal even when he was beyond pissed at you.

“so fucked out already ? just over my fingers.” he babbled on and on about how you were so stupid for him. you tuned everything out, just listening to best friends playing in the distance, his heavy breathing, and the embarrassing squelch between your legs.

his thumb rubbed your clit furiously as he bent down to mark you. red splotches blooming like spider lilies on your neck and shoulder. your eyes rolled back as your orgasm got closer.

“s-sannie.. ‘m so fuckin’ close, baby.” you moaned, squeezing his shoulders a little tighter. “are you, baby ? i can fuckin feel it.” he responded back.

your orgasm got closer and closer, beginning to feel like you were going to be hit by a wave of euphoria. your hips shook in his hold, eyes rolling back and nails digging further into his shoulders.

“san ! san, th- think ‘m gonna cum.” you cried out. his circles got faster, rubbing over your clit as he was determined to make you as fucked out as he wanted. you couldn’t shake ass for yunho and then act like an innocent baby in front of him.

“yeah, cum for me. cum all over daddy’s fingers.”

just as he asked, you came all over his fingers. you wet even the insides of your dress and the edges of his cuff. your eyes rolled back until all you saw was white, a high hitting you better than any weed you and san smoked together.

you left crescents on his shoulders, hips shaking uncontrollably as he continued to rub you through your orgasm.

“aw, you came so much.” he giggled. “slut.” he spat right after, putting his fingers inside your own mouth, making you taste your essence.

you licked it all up like a good girl, knowing he’d be mad if you didn’t. “what a cute doll.” he told you. san kissed your cheek, pulling you into him as you hung limp from the orgasm, unable to act out any longer.

just what he intended to do.

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period sex - park seonghwa

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warnings : comfort, period sex, fingering, no mentions of blood, seonghwa doesn’t care abt the mess, overstimulation, sweet and gentle hwa, fluff

wc : idk but it can't be more than 500

a/n: screaming in pain right now

your whining had awoken seonghwa. soft sniffles and sobs hid in the pillowcase as he slept soundly next to you. you didn’t want him to wake up just for this. you know of his busy schedule and he needed his sleep.

but the pain was getting too much to bear.

regardless, you weren’t the one that woke him up. he woke up himself, wrapping his arms around you wordlessly and pulling you back into his chest. he hugged your shaking form, kissing your shoulder lightly.

“it hurts…” you cried, tears streaming down your cheeks. “it hurts so bad.”

“do you want me to help?”

you nodded your head, knowing how much you needed him to relieve the pain. seonghwa reached his hand down towards your abdomen, pressing a warm hand against your naked skin. he massaged the area while kissing your neck, shushing your quiet sobs.

“it’s okay. i can fix it.” he whispered.

slowly, he brought his finger to your mouth, asking you to coat it with your saliva before he could do anything else.

you took the fingers in, and suddenly, he pressed down on your tongue, making you drool around his fingers.

“such a messy baby.” he commented

he brought the fingers out from between your lips, trailing spit from the swell of your lips and down your chin. with a fluid hand motion, seonghwa’s hands reached your panties, pushing the fabric aside to reach your aching cunt.

“seongh-“

“shhh.” he cooed, kissing the top of your head. his one hand grabbed into your hip and the other breached your cunt, taking control of your nerves instantly.

shocks of pleasure filled your body as he rubbed the soft swollen bud. seonghwa was as gentle as possible, sure to take your state into consideration before he made any kind of move.

he fingers trailed down to collect wetness before he brought them back up to rub the small bundle of nerves. your hips jerked as he brought you close to your orgasm, but letting go in favor of fucking your cunt with his fingers instead.

the feeling was relieving. he only inserted one lithe finger as to not hurt you, massaging your gummy walls in order to help soothe the pain.

"does it feel better, baby ?" he asked and you nodded your head, sobbing out a quiet "yes" as he continued to fuck you on his finger.

"f-feels so good." you cried.

"shhh. i know, baby. just relax." his deep voice calmed you as he spoke into your ear, kissing your neck as he did his best to relieve your tense body.

rubbing your small bud once more, he brought you to a blinding orgasm. the orgasm blinded the pain from the cramps. your body jerked in his hold, hips trying to pry away from his fingers that continued to rub at your sensitive nerves.

"t-too much. please, 's too much !" you cried, but he was adamant on bringing you to your next orgasm, immediately driving his fingers faster.

your next orgasm arrived quickly, making you cry out loud against him. "s-so good.. please.. please."

by the time you came down from your high, sleepiness had taken over you and seonghwa was positive that running a bath right now was not possible.

instead, he left to go wash his hand and return with a wet cloth to clean you off as well. he smiled to himself at the thought of what he had just done.

fixed your dumbass period cramps.

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play date - jeong yunho

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warnings : smut, angst, fluff, friends with benefits, one-sided love, yunnie has commitment issues, rough sex, hard dom ! yunnie

wc : 544

a/n : enjoy !

“i don’t give a fuck about you anyway. whoever said i gave a shit ‘bout you ? you never share your toys or communicate. i guess i’m just a playdate to you.”

this is how it always was. yunho would text you late at night, begging for you to come over, and you would. taking a quick shower and wearing the hoodie he had given you, you’d rush out the house no further questions asked.

and he always treated you so well. dragging your hips along his thick thighs, using his height to every advantage, pinning your hands above your head and tightening a hand around your throat the way you liked it. there was no way that he wouldn’t be good at what your relationship was based on.

and after it all, you’d play games together. arguing, laughing and bantering over the terrible first-person shooter games on his playstation. you’d cook meals together when you were hungry, sometimes getting burnt in favor of other actions.

he was your best friend. he took care of all your needs, dressing you up in his clothes, kissing your face lightly, and treating you like the bestest girl. but there was one little problem.

yunho never told you about his feelings. he never shared his thought process about love with you. he’d rather stray away from the topic each time it was brought up. the awkward silence that would fill the room terrified you. it ignited your nerves with a blue fire, impossible to put out.

so that’s when the arguments broke out. when he told you he couldn’t love you the way you wanted, but then he'd pull you into his chest, kissing your lips with want and passion. your head spun from his actions, dizzy and confused with his lack of commitment.

you didn’t know how to go about it. you didn’t know if you should feel angry. you didn’t know if you should be happy; all you knew was that you couldn’t lose him. so you kissed back just as hard, and that’s how you made up.

rough kisses, pulled hair, backs scratched and bruises left on each other's skin…

he treated you like an animal after arguments. ruthless with his punishments and fucking you from behind, forcing you to watch yourself in the mirror.

“do you see yourself, baby ? see how much of a dirty fuck toy you are for me ?” and you couldn’t respond, because he was right.

no matter how much you’d deny it, you’d always be his slut. no matter how much you’d deny it, you’d always be his perfect baby girl, soft and submissive just for him.

and once he brought you to climax again and again, he’d take care of you. run you a bath and lay you in between his thighs, scrub against your sweaty skin and massage your back, always the gentleman.

but then it repeated once more, you’d be back at your home, awoken by a stupid notification asking you to come over.

you swore you didn’t give a fuck about him, but his dopey grin and fluffy hair brought you back.

you gave a fuck about him every day, and the day you told him the truth, you swore he’d never wanna see you again.

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training wheels - kang yeosang

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warnings : first time sex, fluff, angst, overstimulation

wc : 493

a/n : this was so cute to write oh my god

“love everything you do. when you call me fucking dumb for the stupid shit i do. wanna ride my bike with you. fully undressed, no training wheels left for you.”

your relationship with yeosang was delicate. you both treated it like glass, so scared as to not shatter the serene peace you had between you. but you needed him to grow.

you were willing to pull the training wheels off of this relationship, wanting to help yeosang come out of his shell. but he was a hermit, staying inside and rarely wanting to express affection towards you.

“yeosang, it’s okay, baby.” you shushed him, grabbing his hand and kissing the tips of his fingers lightly. he stared up at you with big eyes, followed by a wobble of his bottom lip. “j-just don’t wanna do anything wrong.”

he sounded so delicate.

and that’s exactly how you held him, holding his face softly and kissing his nose. he stood over you with a knee on each side of your hip. “you’re gonna do just fine, baby. i promise.”

he let out a shaky sigh, leaning forward to experimentally press his lips against yours, and you welcomed it greatly. kissing back with just as much passion as he tried to portray. his movements were a little messy; he had an eager tongue. but you didn’t mind, you smiled into the kiss as your fingers enveloped his soft dark strands.

“so eager, baby ?” you asked him.

yeosang whimpered against your lips, gulping harshly before returning back to your lips. “you taste good.” he whispered, referring to the cadbury you had eaten before this.

instinctively, his hips pressed against yours, bulge digging into your heat. he moaned against your lips, unable to pull away. to say that yeosang was entranced by your taste was an understatement, he wanted nothing more than to keep kissing you.

but you grabbed his hand, leading it down in between your legs. “touch me here, yeo.” you commanded, and he listened, slowly gaining the confidence to lose his training wheels.

he ran his finger over your lower lips, treating the skin with utmost care. his fingers pressed against your soft heat, swollen with desire. “here ?” he questioned, and you nodded, trying so hard to hold back a moan.

“f-feels so good, yeo.” and that was the little push he needed to rub against your heat, bringing you close to your orgasm as he continued his ministrations.

yeosang payed attention to your facial expressions, taking extra care with the way you contorted your face in pleasure. “are you close ?” he asked, voice soft as cotton.

you nodded, letting yourself go in bliss as his fingers made it more difficult for you to guide him. the orgasm crashed against you like a tidal wave, sending your hips against his as he continued to touch you mercilessly.

“feels good, sweetheart ?” he asked without stopping his fingers and suddenly, you regretted taking his training wheels off.

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the sad nature of today's teens - narrated by kim hongjoong

warnings : bad coping mechanisms, neglecting mental health, drinking, smoking, parent issues, suicide

a/n : because my bestfriend says i rely on a group of 8 boys too much for happiness

wc : 429

you know, sometimes i look at her and i feel like there’s a piece of her stuck in the ocean. i just know a part of her is drowning. i can see it in the way she refuses to acknowledge her bad habits. i can see it in the way she clings onto me a little tighter each time i pick her up from the bar. i know it’s a defense mechanism because she doesn’t wanna deal with her emotions.

but when i ask her why she doesn’t let me help her, it’s always the same answer. “i’m doing perfectly fine, hongjoong.” she’ll say anything and everything she can to get me off her back. i’ve never seen her cry. she tells me she hasn’t cried in years because “there's nothing to cry over.” but how can that be when all her emotions are up in flames ?

sometimes i think it might have been her parents. they were kind of absent, you know ? i mean… i know the times she ended up in the hospital and the times her parents just told her it was because she had turned from god. it’s like everyone shut her emotions out. they dissected her feelings and warped them in ways where she felt caged in her own soul.

she’s lost how to express herself healthily. she opts for another hit off her nic pen rather than talking to me. she opts for another dark joke about her garbage childhood rather than opening up. but can i really blame her ? why would she open up after everything that happened to her ? her parents shut her out each time anyway.

“i’m always here for you” sounded like a stupid phrase that people repeated to show they cared before moving on with their lives. the emotional attachment issues were clear, the bad coping mechanisms and the ability to talk her way out of every deep trouble were her way of navigating through life.

it was sad seeing her denying kindness from others. she never really knew how to deal with it. was kindness such a foreign concept to her ? perhaps.. because none of the cracks in her character was her fault. the only ones that could be responsible were the ones that never really heard her out. they never really bothered to sat down and understand her, so how could they complain when she meets her end ? wasn’t it inevitable in the way she kissed me sadly each time, salt dripping from my eyes for her.

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mrs. potato head - park seonghwa

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warnings : body image, ed’s, body dysmorphia, self-induced vomiting, dieting, unhealthy workouts, unhealthy and toxic lifestyle.

wc : 596

a/n : this was so sad to write. if you, or anyone you may know struggles with any of the topics mentioned in this post, please, please get help. my dms are open and i am willing to listen. anon is always available if you wish to remain anonymous.

this post does not represent kq entertainment, park seonghwa or any other ateez member in any way. any similarity to kq entertainment, park seonghwa or any other ateez member is purely coincidental.

“oh mrs. potato head, tell me. is it true that pain is beauty ? does a new face come with a warranty ? does a pretty face make it better ?”

seonghwa sighed once more as his manager yelled at him. berated him for not being skinny enough and certainly not being pretty enough.

“i thought i asked you to go on a diet ? and what the fuck is wrong with the eyebrow lady ? she fucked them up !”

he gulped as his manager threw a glass past him, almost hitting seonghwa in the head. seonghwa flinched as his manager came closer. he put a soft hand on him, voice much quiet than before. “listen, hwa.. i just need you to do a bit better for me. i promise the fans will like it.”

and so seonghwa found himself sticking two fingers down his throat, gagging on them as he threw up the majority of his stomach out. he regretted it, wanting nothing more than to keep todays contents inside but he had to for the sake of his fans.

“they won’t like me if i’m not skinny enough”, he thought. he looked at his face in the mirror, running his fingers over his smooth, soft skin.

‘smooth, soft skin’

smooth, soft skin injected with a substance he didn’t know of. he sighed shakily, scared of what else he might have to do in order to gain love and validation from his fans and peers. if this was how a life of a popstar was like, he would have never became one.

tears seeped through his eyes as he thought about the next needle that would pierce his skin, the next filament for his lips and the click of the tweezers that slowly pluck hair from his brow bone.

none of it was pleasing enough for anybody.

none of the needles, filaments and shaping was good enough for anybody. in seonghwa’s mind he’d always be the least. he worried that his performances weren’t good enough, that somebody wouldn’t love him if he wasn’t pretty enough.

so he lifted another weight that was far too heavy for him. pulling the dumbbell up towards his chest, his muscles spasmed. they were on fire, begging for a chance to be given a break but seoghwa refused to put it down, scared that if he did, his manager might come in bursting through the door.

but when seonghwa stared into the mirror after his work outs, seeing that his skin had stretched due to some new muscle, he grinned to himself. running his arm over his bicep, he inhaled shakily.

finally, something that wasn’t the child of another painful needle.

but it was all the same, wasn’t it ? this was all to achieve the validation of others. seonghwa wasn’t even sure if he wanted to be buff, but his fangirls liked it, his manager demanded it; so who was he to deny their requests ?

the grin that was on his face earlier slowly disappeared, thoughts going back to the emptiness in his stomach, the scab on his eyebrow and the dying fullness of his lips.

“i guess pain is beauty.”

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choi san - the lonely aftermath of partition

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warnings : character death, angst, san has a daughter, fluff

a/n : this is deserved

wc : 500

the moonlight shined on his pale skin, tears forming in his eyes. a bottle of expensive whiskey dangled from his hand. san looked up at the star, hoping that the one he was focusing on was you. he hoped you were watching him from above. he hoped you could see how difficult things had been since you left. since you left san and their three year old daughter who was now six. 

she was a spitting copy of you. the same hair, the same bright eyes and the same beautiful smile. he chuckled sadly, remembering how much she missed you. he thought about her cries and screams when they took the dark oak coffin away. “why’d you go, my love ?” he croaked out. “why’d you leave me and her ? fuck..” he cursed to himself. he wiped away the tears at his eyes, wishing that they hadn’t had fallen. he promised himself that he wouldn’t cry anymore, not for you. 

he had to take care of his daughter. be there for his little princess. he couldn’t afford to lose her too. he would do everything in his power to be there for his daughter, after all, she was his last remnant of you.

san didn’t notice how much time had gone by until the door of what used to be your bedroom creaked open. “daddy ?” came a voice. sans eyes quickly darted to the direction of the door. and there she was, his little girl standing in her powerpuff girls pajama’s. in her hands was the very stuffed pony you had given her before you died. it was starting to lose its initial appeal. the seams were loosening and the fabric was beginning to stain. it reminded san of what had probably become of your carcass while laying six feet under these past three years. 

“yes, baby ?” san responded, failing at trying to hide the bulky half empty bottle of booze in his hand. the little girl padded her way to her father, crawling into his lap comfortably. she reached up to wipe the steady stream of tears pouring from his eyes. “daddy, it’s okay. i miss mommy too.” she said. her voice was so soft and innocent and san pulled her into his chest as though the effort would keep her in his arms forever. 

“my baby..” he whispered. he patted her head, kissing her temple softly. “mommy’s looking over us, you know ? she told me last night.” sans head quirked up, interested at what his daughter had to say about his deceased wife. “what do you mean by that, sweetheart ?” the little girl pulled away from her father to stare at him in sheer innocence. “mommy was in my dream. she said that she watches over us both and that she wants us to be happy.. so you don’t have to cry anymore, daddy.” she wiped her fathers cheeks again, which were crying tears of relief this time instead of sadness and pain. 

“of course, she does. i don’t think your mother wanted anything more than for us to be happy.” 

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