#fic: leedo

[maluyoongi]

capas feitas entre 17 de fevereiro e 3 de março, Saga Twilight programa: ibis paint x feita para: @tinyllgye link: 🌕 🍷 🧊

• fazer as capas pra essa saga foi trabalhoso e divertido. eu sempre quis capar com o oneus, mas nunca tomava vergonha na cara. e graças a tiny eu finalmente fiz🥺 E EU ADOREI. a capa de twilight eu tive a grande ajuda da @luvsta q além de cortar png pra mim ainda ajeitou o cabelo do xion pra mim (ela manda TAO BEM) e todas as outras três ela assistiu bem bonitinha. e o @shibuinni3 também assistiu a de light us q eu só consegui fazer pq eles me ajudaram muito☝️ obrigada meus pitocos.

[sangyeonsmuse]

BREAK THE WALLS | Kim Hongjoong

Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Full Chapter List

🀥 Government agent Hongjoong x Rebel Oc

🀥 genre | dystopian society, halazia x geurilla concept , enemies to lovers

🀥 word count | 1.1k

🀥 Summary | An organization by the name of Sector 1 was well known for their work in the underground, theyve been well known for the recruiting of teens and using them to form an army since the year 2034. Collecting strays for their rebellion against those in higher power. Now the year is 2064 and the organization still runs strong they run like a family, with the new technology theyve found ways of keeping alive those that have been scorned in any past battles theyve had against the government.

When the government sends in 7 of their best men to infiltrate the organization. What will they do when their cover is blown and their true intentions are revealed? Will they join the rebellion or will they continue to let the government pull their strings like the little puppets they once were?

Bjvjb

Skylar district September 20th 2064

"This is what all of you have trained for, their recruitment day is getting nearer and you need to make sure that every single one of you makes it in. We didnt take them all out the first time but i'll make damn sure we take out every single person in that organization this time." A government official spoke authoritatively as he stood on the end of a long office table.

"Yes sir." Seven men all respond in sync at the mans words

When the meeting was over they all found themselves in a large practice room, a place where the seven of them all seemed to spend most of their time since they first started their work for the government.

"Oo what do you think it'll be like down there? You think they serve good food?" One of the seven rambles on curiously.

"Wooyoung this isn't a vacation or tropical getaway, that should be the last thing you worry about."

"Seonghwa is right, we need to take this seriously. If we pull through and succeed with this mission we become officials."

"I have also kinda wondered what things are like down there as well though Joong. I mean I know that Eden has told us a lot but he's never been down there right? What if it's a lot tougher than we thought?" Another chimes in

"Tough or not we need to go into this with our heads straight and our minds set on the right things san, he gave us 8 months to figure out their plans, that means we got no time to waste." Hongjoong responds making them all go silent.

Skylar district October 14th 2064

"You know just because your body doesn't operate like a humans now doesn't mean you should spend all your time in the airlock, Tahani." Eris nagged at the girl as she made sure that everything in the girl's new body was functioning properly. "And i don't wanna hear you whining about your name again, i refuse to call you anything but Tahani."

Knowing that the girl really would continue to call her by her birth name she simply just sighs in defeat as she sat compliantly on the cyber scanner.

"I want to be ready this time, I'm more than sure that Loren knows we'll be coming for him which means he'll prepare diligently. You know hes always been a fucking coward so in more than sure he wont be alone when we aim for the alaura tower." Tahani had it all planned out, every calculation, every possible outcome, she had thought of them all. This time even if they once again saw them coming she would make it her mission to make sure Loren suffered.

"Tahani Loren has been off the grid since that day, hasn't been spotted once, we don't even know if he's still in the city." Eris responds as she disconnects the many wires and tubes that had been locked tight against Tahanis body moments prior.

"Even if he isnt I owe him the most merciless death, he got my family killed and wiped out half of the Sector without a second thought. Our friends are dead because of him. Even if I have to search this entire god forsaken damn planet when the mission is done i'll do it. Life won't satisfy me until they're all dead."

With those final words she pushes herself up from the scanner and leaves the OASIS. As she pushes past the doors her body slams into someone on the other side.

"Sorry didnt see- you. What are you doing down here? This area isn't within your jurisdiction." Tahani found herself glaring at one of the seven that she had seen walking around with Jongho moments prior.

"I kinda uhh...got lost, there were like 8 different hallways to take and I couldn't remember where the Jongho guy said shared living quarters were." The tall silver haired male rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. For some reason he found himself shrinking down at the girl's presence.

Tahani simply rolled her eyes before pushing past the boy. Thinking she meant for him to follow her he found himself running after the girl before stopping at her side.

"None of us got to introduce ourselves earlier by the way, I'm Mingi. Uh, your name was Hira right?" Even though Tahani hadn't shown the least bit of interest in the boy he continued to ramble on

"Jongho said you've been here for four years? You must be one of their most skilled by now then." It was then that an annoyed sigh spilled from Tahanis lips.

"Listen, Mingi? It is Mingi right ? I'd rather walk in silence if you don't mind. Weren't you supposed to be looking for your living quarters or something anyways?"

"Wait- so you weren't taking me there? I thought you wanted me to follow your lead or something." Mingi stood there dumbfounded at the fact that he followed her even further into the hallway all for nothing. It was then that he looked up and his eyes caught sight of a large G on the wall behind the girl.

"Oh I get it you were just messing with me cause im a new recruit right? You really did walk me here." He responds cheerfully with a laugh before pushing past the girl and into the door behind her.

"I'm sorry what- wait you cant go in there." And as she followed the silver head boy inside she was forced to stop dead in her tracks as her eyes landed on Jongho, Leedo and the other six men all chatting as if it was a daily occurence.

"Why are they here?" Her loud voice caused all attention to fall on her.

"They're training for the G unit.." Leedo responds in a tone that implies it was something she should have already known.

"I'm sorry but come again? What the hell do you mean they're training for the G unit?"

"Hira..its been two years you have to let go." Jonghos response only angered the girl more.

"Let go? You want me to let go? Mingyu promised he fucking promised we wouldnt replace any of them. Now these guys show up, seven men who Im not sure i even want to fucking trust and you tell me to just let go? You look at me Jongho, all of me and tell me. If you ended up how i did would you be able to let go?" And with that she storms out of the room leaving the nine boys to simply just look around at one another.

[faes-land]

Day 6 - Seoho

Pairings: Seoho x Female Reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 921

Warnings: Mutual Masturbation

Spicy

When your boyfriend proposed this idea to you, you weren’t quite sure if you would enjoy it. But, once both of your clothes were off, you were glad you agreed to this. 

You moaned as Seoho teased your thighs, inching closer and closer to where you ached for him. His hands slowly crept up your legs, making you grow impatient with each passing second. “Seoho, please,” you whined. Your own hand went down his bare chest, making his breath hitch as you went lower and lower. 

He chuckled. “You’ll get what you want,” he teased before his finger was now on your slit, moving it slowly. You moaned loudly, enjoying his slow movements a little too much. Seoho liked to tease you, and either you went along with it or he would stop. And you definitely did not want him to stop. 

Your own hand was now wrapped around Seoho’s cock, stroking him just as slowly. The look on his face was something that you wanted to keep in your mind forever. He looked so good when you’d please him; he was gorgeous. You loved that he was all yours. 

Seoho’s thumb was now on your clit, applying pressure as he slowly slid his fingers inside you. You were soaking, so it was easy for his fingers to be deep inside you. Your hips bucked into his hand, instantly showing him how much you were enjoying this. When he had offered for you two to do this, you definitely weren’t sure what to expect. But now that you were doing it, you were so glad that he brought up this little idea. 

His fingers were moving a bit faster, and you had moved your hips so that they could go as far in as they could. He was making you feel so good that you almost forgot you were pleasing him too. Your thumb was on his slit, tracing his sensitive head. “Just like that,” He moaned, his eyebrows were scrunched together. You leaned closer to him and began to pepper his neck with kisses. He groaned as you quickened your pace on his cock. 

You wanted to desperately to give him what he deserved, but when the tip of his fingers hit that spongy spot inside you, you stopped your movements on him. “Seoho-” you choked out and he chuckled breathlessly. His touch was something else - he always knew how to have you crumbling in his hands. Tonight was no exception. His other hand was on your breast, kneading it and teasing your nipple with his thumb. 

The extra stimulation went straight to your core, and you could feel that you were getting close to your orgasm. Seoho kissed you, it was sloppy and needy. Fitting for how you were both feeling in this moment. Both yours and Seoho’s breaths were ragged and you were both getting closer to your orgasms. 

You were enjoying his way too much and Seoho could tell based on how you were responding to his movements. He enjoyed knowing that this was giving you as much pleasure as it gave him. He admired your body as you moved with his hands. His thumb was now moving faster on your clit, matching the pace he had set with his fingers. He curled them inside you and that’s when you felt it. That familiar knot in your stomach was making itself known. “I’m so close,” you whined. 

Seoho smirked, “Go ahead,” He said before attaching his lips back to yours. He kissed you as you rode out your ogasm. The waves of pleasure hitting you full force and Seoho drank in your moans. Your hand was still on his cock, losing its rhythm, but he didn’t care. He was getting off because of you and how beautiful you looked to him when you came. 

He slowly removed his fingers from inside you and you hissed at the loss of contact. But that was okay, you knew what you needed to do now. You collected yourself and concentrated on pleasing your beautiful man. You moved your other hand so that you could massage his balls as you quickened your pace. You wanted to please him as much as possible, so you went back to kissing on his neck. His neck was very sensitive and you knew it would help make him come. Any extra stimulation you could give him, he happily took. 

Seoho let out a few moans, and you felt proud of yourself. His moans were music to your ears as you kept up your movements. His breathing was becoming even more labored and you could tell he was close by the way that his hips bucked into your hand. Your thumb went back to his slit that was dripping with precum now, spreading it around his head, paying attention to his that spot under where he was the most sensitive. “Y/N,” he said, warning you that he was close. 

You pulled away from his neck and looked up at his face. Seeing his features be contorted in pleasure was enough to make you want to stop what you were doing and have him fuck you. But, he was so close and you wanted to watch him come undone in your hands. 

And he did just that. 

After a few more strokes, his orgasm took over his body. His hot cum landing on his stomach. Seoho looked down at the mess on his skin before pulling you in for another kiss. “Thank you for indulging me,”

[kimbappykidding]

Imagine your boyfriend Jongho getting jealous when you admire Oneus’ Leedo’s strength

For some idols, keeping their partner away from their idol side worked for them. However as you'd been involved in the behind the scenes side of the business before you and Jongho even got together, that was impossible but lucky neither of you minded. Jongho quite liked having you on set and you found it nice that the two of you could discuss the industry and see one another's views. You also got along with all the boys in Ateez finding them hilarious and so watched all of Jongho's content. Every music video and interview you could get your hands on. Jongho cringed whenever he saw himself acting sexy but you'd shush him and tell him to deal with it. However you'd been busy recently and had missed a lot of Ateez content and were trying to catch up. That's why you were only just watching the Ateez interview with Oneus. You were friendly with Oneus having worked for their company briefly but clearly didn't know everything about them.

"A watermelon!" you cried as they announced Leedo could break one with a single punch. "How on earth is he going to do that?" you asked watching as Leedo rolled up the sleeves of his shirt. "I know Leedo was strong but surely that's impossible" you said more to yourself than anyone but Jongho had heard you loud and clear. He wanted to ask how you knew Leedo was so strong, the insecure protectiveness coming through but he stopped himself. He watched as Leedo punched the watermelon in half and your face lit up in amazement "that was insane! He's so strong!" you cried "and the way he just dabs his shirt afterwards is so cool. He's so classy" you smiled and Jongho frowned "yeah well keep watching". "Why?" you asked and he smiled "you'll see...". You grinned and turned back to the screen when it lit up with a phone call. "It's my sister...hold on" you said pausing the video and Jongho frowned "wait no! What about the video?" excited for you to see him also break the watermelon. You laughed "I won't be long" and Jongho sighed. Every phone call with your sister lasted at least an hour so he bookmarked the video for you and put something else on. Just as Jongho predicted your phone call lasted longer than expected and you didn't have to finish the rest of the video. So Jongho waited and then when you got home from work the next day and started browsing through your video list he waited patiently. "Eugh what should we watch?" you asked. "Well we could finish that video you started yesterday?" Jongho offered when you shook your head "no need, I finished it on my dinner at work". "What?" he cried and you nodded "yeah it was really good and you were amazing with that watermelon. The boys were so funny". Jongho pouted slightly. He was pleased you liked him smashing the watermelon but not quite satisfied. He'd wanted to watch it with you to see the look on your face when he did it. He knew it was immature but he wanted you to gush over him like you'd done Leedo. "What's wrong?" you asked noticing his expression but Jongho shook his head "nothing I was just thinking about something...so where do you want to eat?". You nodded and began suggesting ideas but Jongho could tell you hadn't fully dropped it. Then as you went out for dinner, who should you see but Oneus themselves? The group were coming down the street as you were going up and there was no avoiding them. Hwanwoong saw you and waved and you grinned happy to see them.  "Hey" you smiled and Jongho greeted them all too. "I finally watched your interview with Ateez. You were all amazing. Keonhee I'm glad you've found your long-lost brother". The boy chuckled and Jongho was tense hoping you wouldn't spot Leedo at the back but you did. "And you breaking that watermelon was insane!" you cried. Leedo laughed "thank you but Jongho did it too" pointing to him. You nodded "yeah but Jongho's an expert with fruit...and he didn't do it in a silk shirt". Leedo blushed but was happy. Jongho was not. It was nothing" he insisted but you shook your head "it was everything Leedo" and he blushed even more. "Yeah he's so strong he's like a gorilla!" Hwanwoong cried "I can't even wrap my arms around him properly" and he began to demonstrate. You all watched amused before Jongho motioned he wanted to go. "We're gonna head off but it was nice seeing you" you said and waved to the guys. "They're so nice" you smiled and Jongho nodded "so nice". When you sat down in the restaurant you got something was off. Jongho seemed really stiff and tense which was odd because in the car he had returned to normal. Something was clearly bothering him and when the waiter left to get your drinks you touched Jongho's hand "are you sure you're okay, you know you can tell me anything right?". Jongho tensed but gently took your hand "I know". "So what's wrong and don't say nothing because you look really sad and I want to know why". Jongho frowned "I just...it's silly just ignore me". You shook your head "but I don't want to! If something's upsetting you, I want to help". Jongho sighed "but it's something I need to work on not you...only I can dictate my emotions". "Yeah but other people can also influence them, so is there anything I can do to help?". Jongho sighed again "I sometimes get jealous...". "Jealous?" you asked and Jongho nodded "when I see you get impressed with other guys, like that thing with Leedo? You seemed to really admire him and that made me jealous because being strong is my thing and I want to be the only guy you look at like that...but that's my insecurity, not yours and I promise I will work on it". 

You squeezed Jongho's hand "thank you for telling me and being so honest with me. I understand where you're coming from and want you to know you'll always be my favourite strong guy". Jongho blushed and you carried on "and if I can do anything to help you work through that please let me know". Jongho smiled "you're so great, I knew you wouldn't laugh at me but still I was a little nervous to tell you but I should've known you'd be understanding. I do have the best girlfriend ever". You chuckled "coming from" and gently traced a pattern on the back of his hand. The waiter came back with your drinks and it was smiles all around with Jongho left a lot happier than when he walked in. No matter what he was your favourite strong guy and that was all he needed. 

[thru-the-grapevine]

Irish Breakfast

Pairing: Kim Geonhak x reader

Summary: The man you have no business pining over makes an unexpected reappearance in your life, albeit in less-than-ideal condition.

Word Count: 4.6k

Tags: mafia au, blood/injuries (<- despite the tags the whole thing is still soft)

Author Notes: another submission for the Oneus Trope Bingo hosted by @oneusficevents ! This is for my “mafia au” square. I’ve never written anything like this before so I’m nervous to post, but I hope it’s enjoyable

Annoying, you think, that an entire beverage is going to remind you of a man you can’t have. Especially a beverage as widely versatile as tea.

You turn off the timer and go back into the kitchen, taking the teabag out of your mug. You’ve been branching out to new teas since the first evening you’d tried it in the safehouse, sampling them little by little. You now own a small village’s worth of tea boxes, after watching in horror as your best friend swiped her arm along the shelf of teas at the store and into your cart, insisting it was her treat. You’ve found you don’t care for straight green tea or matcha (green bean water, more like), but you like jasmine just fine, peppermint too. English Breakfast is okay, just not as malty, and chai is good if you add more cream than usual.

Tonight, though, you’re allowing yourself to Admit and Mope Over having feelings for a made man. Which, naturally, means your tea is his favorite, Irish Breakfast. You set the teabag in your spoon and wrap the string around it, wringing extra tea into the mug. You’ve gotten rather good at it with practice.

You turn to throw out the teabag when you hear a muted thump from somewhere in your apartment.

You stare, unmoving, at the teabag dangling in your hand over the garbage bin. It swings gently back and forth, and you try a deep breath. One, two, three four. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

By the end of the deep breath, no more noises have come. You drop the teabag in the bin and turn back to your mug, only partly aware of reaching for the sugar. Pal, chill out. Someone came home across the hall and dropped their groceries. The box of Christmas decorations finally teetered off the shelf in the closet. Kids down below jumped too high on their bed and whacked into the ceiling.

Your phone vibrates sharply against the counter, and you drop your spoon with a clatter. You crane your head aside to glance at the screen.

LEEDO: u can say no but do u mind if I stop by?

You snatch your phone clumsily and fumble to the app with live feeds of your security camera. A raven-haired man in office slacks and dress shirt is leaning heavily against your front door. As you watch, his knees buckle under him, and you hear another thump as he crumples against your doorframe.

“Shit,” you hiss. You drop your phone on the counter and hurry to the front door.

Geonhak catches himself heavily on the doorjamb as you ease the door open, a final defense against collapsing entirely.

“Hi,” he murmurs, sounding for all the world like he’s fine and not a man who can’t stay upright.

You drop to your knees, trying to figure out where it’s safe to touch him. His entire left side, from head to toe, looks to be spattered in blood.

“Jesus Christ,” you mutter, guiding his right arm over your shoulders. You brace your hand against his back, heaving upward.

You manage to stay balanced, most of his weight on you, and stumble back inside. You’re careful to keep your hand at the center of his back, away from the side that’s drenched in red.

He sags back against the door as you shut it again, relieving you of crutch duty. Flipping on the front hall light, you try to get a better look at him. His side is littered with bloody hand- and fingerprints—probably from staunching the blood flow, you take a guess. There’s so much blood, it looks like so much. The blood on his face has trickled down from a matted spot in his hair.

“What can I do?” You ask, surprised at how calm you sound. “What do you need?”

A corner of his mouth quirks slightly. “Just towels.”

His voice is cottony, so un-Geonhak-like. A sliver of ice sinks into the pit of your stomach.

“Just….” You take a tentative step back from him to see if he’ll stay upright. He leans more heavily against your front door, and your hands hover there in front of him. “Just….don’t move.”

You fly into the kitchen, feet barely touching the ground, and yank open the drawer of tea towels. You grab the entire stack and flip on the sink, running a few under cool water. Your eyes catch on your mug on the counter, and after a second you grab it and bring it all with you.

Geonhak’s face is tilted towards the ceiling when you return, eyes closed. A thin line of blood is slowly trickling down the side of his neck. In the light of the entryway, positioned as he is, he looks like a hero straight out of a classical painting. Lordy. No man has any business looking this good bleeding out.

You set the mug gently on the hall table next to him and close the distance with the towels.

His head drops back down, eyes opening at your approach, and you offer him a wet towel. He murmurs his thanks, taking it and mopping his neck and face roughly while you unfold a dry one.

You rake your gaze over him carefully, heart pounding. His hair has grown out a bit since you saw him last. You note in the part of your mind that isn’t panicking that it suits him, although everything suits Geonhak. Gingerly, you scrape your fingertips along his hairline, combing his hair off his face and checking for more injuries. His jaw works and his throat bobs once, and you replace his thoroughly bloodied hand towel with another damp one.

“‘Woong’s in Chinatown tonight, won’t be able to get here for a half hour,” Geonhak says as he works, and you realize he’s apologizing. “He’ll take me to the safehouse and out of your h—”

“Like hell he will,” you say, swapping him for another fresh towel. “Finish mopping up and we’ll take my car.”

“Hwanwoong will come get me,” Geonhak mumbles, eyes closing as he prods at the spot on his head.

“And I said like hell,” you reply, your free hand going to the buttons on his shirt. “This needs to…move…so you can get to the spot on—oh, don’t look at me like that, you’re bleeding.”

“Interesting way to ask me to take my shirt off,” he murmurs with a shrug, smile as dangerous to your pulse as ever as his free hand starts unbuttoning.

Once he’s undone the first four, you shove another damp towel inside and grip at the injured place on his side firmly, making him hiss. Serve him right, flirting while bleeding out on my doorstep.

“Hold this there, tightly. Be right back,” you say, taking another bloody towel from him and scooping up the others.

You pause for a second, then gesture at the mug of tea. “For you.”

Within moments, you’ve thrown the bloodied towels in the drum of the washer to deal with later and grabbed several other things on the way back.

Geonhak’s finishing a long sip of Irish Breakfast when you return. Wordlessly, you hand him a few ibuprofen. A smile plays at his lips as he accepts them and downs them with tea.

“Off,” you say as he sets the mug down, waving vaguely at his blood-sodden shirt. “I’ve got something clean.”

“It’ll just get dirty, too,” he says, already undoing the final few buttons and shrugging it away.

Any other time you would admire him shirtless, but your focus now lasers in on the injury. After all the blood he was wearing, it’s surprisingly smaller than you feared. “I don’t care if it gets dirty, too. I have my first aid kit—”

“Just—” he winces when he presses against his side wound too hard, then sighs softly, “just…if you’ll drive me to a safehouse, I’ll get Keonhee to patch me up.”

Ah yes. Keonhee. A trained medical professional. Someone of actual use to him. “Let me get my shoes.”

You watch from the corner of your eye as he takes the oversized hoodie you offer him and finagles it on gingerly. You’ve grown so accustomed to Geonhak in office attire that anything else looks unfamiliar on him. You’re right, though; anything suits him. Your heart doesn’t seem to notice the oddness, twisting at the knowledge that the hoodie is yours.

Your staring doesn’t escape Geonhak’s notice.

“Don’t usually wear this kind of thing,” he says as you exit the apartment together. He leans into you for security as you lock your door.

“And why not?” You ask, heading for the stairs at a stilted pace.

Your face bumps into his neck as he stumbles, and he swears and apologizes under his breath. Despite the clear excitement he’s had tonight, you notice he still smells like the pine and eucalyptus soap you’d seen in the safehouse shower. You immediately try to ignore this.

He shakes his head as you both begin slowly down the stairwell. “Not taken seriously in street clothes. Look too young.”

You can feel him wincing with each descending step, and you slow your pace, keep the hand at his back soothing.

“Well, who wouldn’t take you seriously right now?” You ask as you reach the exit. You pause to heave your free shoulder against the door when it sticks. “Now? When you’re bleeding a concerning amount?”

“I’ve had worse,” Geonhak says mildly, misstepping and staggering against you as you exit into the night. You catch him, free hand landing against the front of his torso, and you mumble an apology as he winces and straightens again.

“Surprised you survived with these reflexes,” you mutter, hobbling with him through the parking lot in the warm summer night air.

You lay a towel along the back of the passenger seat before Geonhak sits; blood sounds horrible to get out of a car. He wordlessly plugs an address into your GPS once you start the car, and then you’re on the road.

The car is quiet as you follow the first few directions, save for the occasional GPS voice. Geonhak extracts his phone from his back pocket, wincing all the while. He taps away at the screen, likely notifying the safehouse and Keonhee, as you follow the directions onto a street that sounds vaguely familiar.

“Should I, um. Worry about being followed?” You ask, glancing at the passing headlights in your rear view mirror.

“Mm-mm,” Geonhak says, shaking his head slightly and pocketing the phone again. “Our guys got him.”

You refuse to consider what “got him” means in this context.

“I’m sure it’s pointless to ask, but what happened?”

Geonhak sighs, leaning back in his seat with a wince. The silence carries for a few minutes, and you begin to assume he won’t answer when he finally speaks.

“He didn’t like what happened at your shop this week.”

You stiffen as you stop for a red light. A blue-eyed smirk you’ve come to hate flickers to mind. The man who was the reason you’d met Geonhak in the first place; the man who was the reason you’d had to hide for a week in a safehouse meant for organized crime members. “Him?”

Geonhak leans his head back against the headrest, eyes shutting as he adjusts the towel against his head. He gives no indication to confirm or deny.

That isn’t allowed to be the end of it. “But nothing really even happened. He just…came in, to intimidate me again. And then he got spooked by your uncle and left.”

A corner of Geonhak’s mouth curls. “Technically, he was humiliated by a crime boss over muffins. To a lot of these guys, that’s something.”

Over muffins. The space in your chest for breathing begins to shrink. It was your fault. That man, the one who’d tried to convince you to let his boss run dirty money through your store, who kept showing up at your new storefront to intimidate you, had hurt Geonhak. He’d been so mortified by Geonhak’s uncle, who was there to defend you, that he’d taken it out on the man’s nephew for good measure. Not on you, who actually owned the store; him. Geonhak was hurt because of you.

“Breathe,” Geonhak says, voice firm.

You gasp in a breath and blow it out shakily, easing on the gas as the light turns green.

“Slower than that. There’s enough air,” Geonhak soothes.

You shake your head, each breath coming heavier and quicker. I did this to him.

He starts counting, and you take a deep breath and hold it like he taught you, blowing it out unsteadily. It does little to settle your jittery pulse, your whirling thoughts.

“Promise it’ll be over soon,” he says, glancing at the GPS. “In six minutes. Just drop me off at the front door and—”

“I—you’re kidding, I’m not just, just—leaving you somewhere,” you protest, grip tightening on the wheel. “You’re covered in…Geonhak, I did this to y—”

“Don’t. Don’t you dare.”

His voice is so suddenly sharp that your mouth snaps shut without another thought. His mouth is set in an even line, blue flame behind his eyes as he stares out at the road.

“You are good, and you are innocent, and you did not do this to me,” he says, voice dangerously even. “I won’t have you taking blame for that shithead. I won’t.”

You swallow, trying another slow breath in, out. You nod.

“Sorry,” you whisper.

He blinks, still watching the road, but the hardness in his eyes dissipates.

“Me too,” he admits. “Shouldn’t have dragged you into this.”

“No, it…I mean, I don’t mi…it’s—” You stammer, trying to figure out how to say you missed him without saying it outright.

Eventually you snap your mouth shut, face burning. You see him glance at you out of the corner of your eye, then lean further back into his seat.

“You, um.” A smile is playing on his lips. “The tea, earlier....I didn’t think you drank tea.”

Your face feels even hotter. You swallow. “…I do now.”

He doesn’t say anything the rest of the drive, but that smile stays in the corners of his mouth.

The address, an old brick bungalow, is different from the last safehouse—probably closer to where you live, you assume. The porch light is on, and you see movement in a window as you park along the curb.

“Stop, just—would you hang on a minute?” You huff as Geonhak opens his door, unbuckling.

You hurry out of your seat and around the front of your car as Geonhak tries to ease out by himself. He grunts in pain and stumbles over into you, and you sway as you attempt to keep balance for two people.

“I got it,” he says, trying to straighten, face twisting in pain.

“You really don’t,” you say firmly, locking your car and helping him up the walkway. “Cut the heroics.”

It’s Keonhee who opens the door as you reach the five little stairs up to the porch. You’re surprised to see him in pajamas and glasses.

“Up you get, come on,” he says, coming to Geonhak’s injured side and gingerly lifting his other arm over his shoulders. Keonhee glances over Geonhak’s shoulder and smiles at you, somewhat of a grimace. “I’d say it’s nice to see you again, but…”

Your smile is also half grimace, remembering the first time you met him, when he treated your black eye. “Agreed.”

Keonhee’s taller than you, so when he straightens, Geonhak’s arm stretches up higher, and he hisses.

“Son of a bitch, Keonhee, ow,” Geonhak grits through his teeth.

“Yeah, yeah, get inside, you big baby,” Keonhee mutters. “I know for a fact you’ve had worse knife wounds before.”

Ice drops into your stomach; a knife. That man had gotten close enough to hurt Geonhak with a knife.

With Keonhee in the lead, the three of you shuffle sideways up the porch stairs and through the front door. To the left of the entryway is a little kitchen. To the right you see a small sitting room, with a couch covered in a few sheets. The coffee table has a spread of little tools that remind you of emergency room procedurals on TV.

“In there, if you don’t mind,” Keonhee says. “I made coffee before I remembered you drink tea, Geonhak, so there’s coffee if you want it.”

“Water for them,” Geonhak manages, panting as you help ease him to lie down across the couch.

You stick your tongue out at him but don’t argue. Your mind and body are starting to catch up with the shock of an injured Geonhak, and you don’t want to make yourself even more jittery.

Keonhee disappears briefly into the kitchen, emerging with a glass and a mug. You take the water gratefully, hiding yourself in the glass as you swallow back half of it.

When you lower it again, Keonhee is seated beside the couch and inspecting Geonhak’s head wound. He swabs at it with alcohol wipes and clucks his tongue.

“Stupid, but not awful,” Keonhee says, fighting a smile as Geonhak swears violently under his breath at a firmer prod. “Probably won’t even need stitches. Just bled a lot.”

“You’ll bleed a lot if you don’t cut that out,” Geonhak grumbles. Keonhee snorts and scoots back, lifting the hoodie to get a better look at his side.

“Need a few stitches here, though,” Keonhee says, pausing when Geonhak jolts from the rubbing alcohol sting. “Ribs hurt at all?”

“Not as much as yours will if y—shit,” Geonhak hisses at another pass of the alcohol wipe.

“Look at you, king of the streets, brought to your knees by antiseptic,” Keonhee says, grinning.

Geonhak glares at him, breathing heavily. “I say king of the streets one time, back in high school, and you won’t let it die.”

“Nope.” Keonhee pops the “p” and reaches for a few things on the coffee table.

You take a deep breath, setting down your glass with shaky hands. “Uhm, if I needed the bathroom, where…?”

Keonhee’s eyes are understanding. “Down that way, on the right. I’ll be quick. He’s seen worse.”

You hear Geonhak’s “fucking hell” from the living room before you close the bathroom door behind you.

You lean heavily on your hands against the sink and rest your forehead against the mirror, allowing yourself a moment in the whirlwind of thoughts. Knife wound. They got him. He’s been hurt worse before.

He came to me. When he got hurt, he came to find me. I got to see him again.

That’s what feels the most shocking, that he’s here, you’re here, back in his world, when you didn’t think you’d ever see him again. You know he’d told you it was for your own good that he keep a distance, and you didn’t think his reasons were bad. It still hurt, though, to make such a connection with him and then watch him disappear from your life like he’d never been there.

Well, now you’ve seen him again—covered in blood, admittedly, but nonetheless. He hadn’t been a figment of your imagination, after all. He’ll be on the mend soon, and then…

You gulp. That’s what’s scariest. How fleeting being here, being back in his circle, feels. You wish for selfish things for a brief moment—for a few more nights of Irish Breakfast, a few more conversations, even one more exchange of banter, for wounds that need time to heal, time you can spend with him. The thought that he’ll slip away again forever after this is…

A soft knock on the door startles you a little too much. “Hm?”

“He’s all patched up now, all fine,” Keonhee says. “Just needs a couple days of low activity and he’ll be back to normal.”

You sniff, leaning back off of your hands. “Good. I…good.”

There’s a pause. “I’d like to take a look at you when you come out. Customary check.”

“Oh, uh, sure, yeah, coming out.”

You reach up to itch a spot on your cheek and blink when your hand comes back wet. You wipe under both eyes, hands coming away damp. When you glance at your reflection, you grimace at how blotchy you look. There’s no way to hide it, so you sigh and brace for the inevitable, opening the door.

Keonhee studies you for a moment, then says, “let’s see if I’ve got tea somewhere after all, hm?”

It feels a bit wrong to dig through his cupboards and pantry like this, but Keonhee encourages it, clapping your shoulder when you find an old box of orange pekoe.

“You’ll be staying tonight, of course,” he says after he cleans out the coffee pot and begins brewing plain hot water. “At least until the shock wears off.”

You purse your lips as you retrieve two mugs. “I don’t want to overstay my welcome…”

Keonhee scoffs, putting a tea bag in each one. “Please. You’re more tolerable than he is, swearing at me over a little scratch.”

“Is it really that minor?” You ask, watching yourself run a thumb over the lip of a mug.

“He’s just fine,” Keonhee says, firm and reassuring. “He’ll be back to intimidating us all at full capacity far too quickly.”

The nobler side of you relaxes at this. Your less noble side wishes for a few more days of bed rest. You try to ignore the less noble side.

“Perhaps I should worry more about you,” Keonhee says, studying you. “You’ve been well?”

You laugh once. “Oh, yes. I’m just fine. I’ve seen neither hide nor hair of a single made man until this week, much less tangled with any of them.”

You wince inwardly at how bitter you sound. Ridiculous.

Keonhee hums, taking the now-filled pot of hot water and pouring it into the mugs. “I see an awful lot of made men, but that doesn’t necessarily add or detract from any tangles. Surprising, how much you can see of them without being involved.”

You don’t know what to say to that. You realize with a pang that you’re almost jealous of him, of his ability to be involved but not involved.

He frowns at one of the mugs as it steeps. “I should go check how he takes it, I can never remember—”

“That’s alright, I’ve got it,” you say, waving that away and preparing both mugs.

Keonhee’s quiet as you labor over the tea. When he speaks, you can hear a slight smile.

“Good. I’ll go make up the air mattress, then, if you’ve got this under control.”

You make your way back into the sitting room slowly, trying not to spill either mug. Geonhak has every pillow propped up behind his back, an arm slung over his eyes. You frown when you see one of his ankles in a brace.

“You didn’t tell me your ankle was hurt.”

A corner of Geonhak’s mouth twitches. “Only twisted a little. It’s why I couldn’t keep better balance.”

He lowers his arm from his eyes and looks up at you. You lift his mug, nodding at it, and he inches his way further upright, grimacing.

“Let’s see how badly Keonhee did on this cup,” Geonhak says as he takes the mug.

“He didn’t make it. I did,” you say, sitting gingerly by his knees and blowing on your mug. “Two sugars, no cream. Strong. Brought the spoon when you want the bag out.”

You set your mug on the coffee table, now cleared of surgical instruments, and lift your teabag into said spoon, twisting the string round and draining the excess. You feel Geonhak’s silent, studying gaze and try not to let it fluster you as you find a wastebasket at the end of the couch to toss the teabag.

You take a sip of the tea, then blink. “You know, I always thought orange pekoe would be…well, orange flavored. But this is just another black tea.” Hmm. Suppose it can’t hurt to have around for guests, so the nicer teas can be for you.

“Damn it,” Geonhak sighs softly.

You glance over at him as you blow on your tea, raising an eyebrow. He’s cradling his tea placidly against his stomach, eyes shut.

“You make it so difficult.”

You blink. “So difficult to what?”

He opens his eyes and meets your gaze. “To stay away from you.”

Your lungs feel suddenly empty. Oh. Some warm and electric feeling zings up your spine.

You look down into your mug, pulse skipping. “…I see. My hopelessness when it comes to tea, back at it again.”

When he speaks, you can hear his smile. “Might play a part, maybe.”

You take another swig of tea, bracing yourself. “I wish…I wish you wouldn’t stay away, but I, you know, I get it. Promise.”

You shrug a shoulder, grimacing.

He purses his lips, then sets the mug down. “Mind getting the bag for me?”

You set your tea down and grab the spoon, finagling with the tea bag in his cup.

His fingers brush against your knee, backs of his knuckles rubbing gently back and forth. You swallow, throat surprisingly dry for how much tea you’ve drank, tossing his teabag and setting the spoon aside again.

“Don’t like when you’re in danger,” he murmurs.

You nod, picking your mug up again with shakier hands than you’d like.

“Don’t want to be the reason you’re in danger,” he says quietly.

You nod again, tilting your head thoughtfully and taking a sip of tea. “Keonhee’s got a lot of your guys in his life and he’s not in danger.”

“He’s under my uncle’s protection,” Geonhak says, not unkindly.

You shrug a shoulder. “Well…think I might be now, too. He intimidated that man into leaving and then left a hundred dollar tip for his muffins.”

Geonhak laughs once, and his hand opens on your knee, resting warm and firm.

“Touché.”

You take another sip of tea, gathering courage, then drop your hand to your knee and curl your fingers around his hand.

His gaze makes you feel shy, but you don’t look away, drinking in the way it feels to be looked at like this.

He shakes his head at himself, smiling wryly. “Knew exactly what I was doing tonight. Might’ve been easier to go to a few different places, but I went out of my way.”

His fingers squeeze yours.

“I just missed you,” he whispers.

It’s a good thing you hear Keonhee clattering back down the hall. You’re not sure you have the power of speech anymore.

Keonhee forces Geonhak to give up two pillows (“you have all the other pillows in my house, fiend, surrender one to me and to the guest”) and pushes aside the coffee table to make up your bed. It’s a good thing you were already in pajamas, you think as you sit at the edge of the air mattress. No need to sleep in clothes, unlike Geonhak, despite your hoodie.

When the lights go out and Keonhee goes back to bed, you spend a while staring up at the ceiling. You realize, too late, that there was caffeine in both of those teas. Late night caffeine intake versus shock exhaustion, fight.

“There’s, um.”

You glance over at Geonhak on the couch. He’s looking up at the ceiling, too. “There’s this place on the other side of town, a bar? But it’s got cats, like a cat cafe. Hwanwoong tells me you’d really like it.”

You purse your lips, fighting the massive grin threatening to take over your whole face. “I’ve heard of it. It’s got some cat pun name, yeah?”

“Yeah, I can’t think of it, either,” he says, laughing softly.

His hand reaches out and finds yours in the darkness. “Wanna try it with me, maybe? Like, in a week or two, obviously, or Keonhee will put my head on a stake.”

You laugh quietly, squeezing his hand. “I’d like that.”

His thumb brushes over the back of your hand, gentle. “Okay.”

When you finally fall asleep, your hand is still in his.

[potatomountain]

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Kinktober 2024

I likely won't get a full roster this year, but I'll get some things out for you all. Fics to be added to the list once they're close enough to completion that I know they'll be done in time. They will be uploaded to my patreon upon completion, so if you don't want to wait and there is a (date) on the right side of the fic then go check it out exclusively on my patreon. Thank you guys for being so patient and considerate of me.

Loosen Up My Buttons - Seventeen Woozi - Rival office coworks au (9/17/2024)

Red Lights -NCT Yuta - Street Racer Au (9/18/24)

A Secretary's Secret - Oneus Leedo - Drabble - Boss/Secretary Au (9/18/24)

First For Forever - Woodz - Marriage Au (9/22/24)

In Bed Series- Wonho (9/22/24)

Focus - NCT - Jaemin - Established Relationship Drabble (9/23/24)

Stripper Series - Got7 -Jinyoung

Idol As Your S/O NSFW Ver - EXO - Suho

Sugar Daddy Series - BTS - JHope

Hair Ties - Stray Kids - Hyunjin - Historical Au

Doll - NCT - Taeyong ft. Jeno - Drabble (9/23/24)

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Echo (Leedo)

Pairing: Oneus Leedo x Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Rating: 18+

Summary: You wake up from a spicy dream and find the star of the dream next to you

Warnings: unprotected penetrative sex (female terms), breeding kink, face-fucking, cock warming, pet names (baby, good girl), cheesy writing

A/N: I was in the process of writing this when Pygmalion dropped and we found out how explicit Echo is. Also, I've been in a morning sex kinda mood idk. It's also a lot longer since I wrote it in actual fic form instead of imagine.

Eyes still closed, you felt the bed dip next to you. You tried to hold onto the dream you were having but only ghost touches and the slickness in your underwear remain. You roll into the warm presence and look up to see Geonhak freshly showered and only dressed in a pair of jeans. He was leaning against the headboard and scrolling on his phone but turns to you when you move.

"Oh sorry, did I wake you up?" He asks and you shake your head, "Kinda? Not really."

He huffs in amusement, a teasing smirk on his lips, "What does that mean? I can't 'kinda or not really' wake you up." You made petulant sound in response, smooshing your face to his hip and throw an arm around them. "Okay, you did," your voice was muffled from talking into his hip, "I was having a nice dream too..."

"Aw, sorry baby," He put his phone onto the nightstand, "What dream were you having??" You peer up at him, distracted from how good he looks in the morning light. While waiting for an answer, he runs his fingers through your bed head and gently undoes any tangles. It felt nice and you could fall back asleep like this but afterimages of your dream flooded in. Your legs thrown over muscular shoulders, strong hands holding you down and echoes of deepest grunts in your ear. "... A fun dream."

"Fun dream, huh?" You could hear the amusement in Geonhak's voice, "What happened in it?" You felt too horny and embarrassed to say anything so you roll onto him instead. Resting your head on his hip, your mouth ends up close to a familiar spot. It might have been your imagination but you thought you felt him twitch with interest.

There was no reaction but when you make eye contact, he has an intense look in his eyes. His fingers continue to comb through your hair but there's a slight pressure at the end of every stroke as if he's trying to get your mouth on him.

You oblige by mouthing the denim around the swell of his crotch, feeling it twitch against your lips. The sleepy atmosphere shifted, his hand in your hair stilling at the back your head. Geonhak's other hand moves to unbutton his jeans and you pull back to let him pull himself out. The hand in your hair guides you down and your jaw drops open to let him feed his cock into your mouth. You moan around him, eyes closing as your mouth fills up with the taste of him.

Drawing a deep breath through your nose, you enjoy having the weight of his dick on your tongue. You relax your lips and groan around him as you breathed out, hearing Geonhak echo your groan from the vibration around him. In this thick atmosphere, you could stay like this and keep him warm in your mouth but with the tightening grip in your hair and feeling yourself oozing slick into your underwear, you know you both wanted something else. You started to shallowly rock your head, sometimes angling it so that the head of his cock bulges out your cheek. Geonhak looked unfazed but the lazer focus on the drool and precum at the corners of your lips told you that he liked it a little nasty.

Flattening your tongue against the head, you pull back and make a show of lazily lapping at his cock from root to tip. Geonhak softly groans as you suck hard at the top and you felt his grip in your hair tighten, letting him slowly push your head down onto his cock. You whine around him, body jerking a little at the intrusion and grinding your hips into the bedding. Inhaling deeply through your nose, you try to relax your gag relax.

"Good girl," he praises, voice gravelly. His free hand joins the other in your hair and he lifts your head a little. "Baby, can I...?" Knowing what he wants, you let out a little "Mmhmm," and drop your jaw as much as you can.

"So good," he breathes as his carefully starts thrusting into your mouth, pausing with your mouth at the root of his cock and holding you there. "So pretty for me like this."

You could only respond with a weak "Mmhmm," head filling up with cotton and everything sounding so, so far away. "You love this, huh. I could do whatever I want with you and you'd love it," he continues to rasp, chest heaving as he continued to fuck your throat. "I wish I could show you how pretty you look right now... So happy with my cock in your mouth." You could barely listen to his rambling, eyes teared up and unfocused. With one more thrust, he holds your head down at the root of his dick, revelling in the feeling of your throat spasming around the tip before pulling you off and pushing you onto your back. You lay back with your arms above you, catching your breath. Towering over you, he strips off his jeans and pushes up your sleep shirt to reveal your chest, bunching it under your arms.

Geonhak pulls your underwear off you and hooks your legs around his hips. "Look at you..." he said as he pushes your legs apart and looks at your dripping hole. Spitting onto his fingers, he pushes them into you and pumps them at a deliberate pace with his thumb on your clit. "You're so wet from just me using your mouth...." A startled moan leaves your lips as you kick your legs, dripping around his fingers. He catches a knee with his free hand and holds your leg down which makes you whimper and writhe in his hold.

"You like that? Using you? Breeding you?" You close your eyes and nod, being reminded of your own need as you clench around his fingers.

He huffs in amusement at the response before he pulls back and smear your slick onto his cock with a few light pumps. "Baby, talk to me. No nodding." It took a moment for you to collect your thoughts like this, but you rasp a soft, "Yes..."

"Yes?" He asks, rubbing his dick against your entrance.

"I love it... Love your cock. Want you inside..." You murmured while spreading your legs wider for him. "Good girl," Lining himself up, he groans as he feels your heat wrap around him and you echo his groan with one of your own.

Laying forward, he holds you tightly as his hips move at a slow but hard pace. You threw your head back, staccato moans punched out of you with every thrust. "So good... So pretty," he rambles, punctuating every word with a thrust. Distantly, you think about how he usually feels awkward with dirty talk but the mood must have shifted something in him. A nibble on your shoulder and a particularly hard snap of his hips dissolves that thought. "Please," you shouted, "I'm gonna- ah!"

To your dismay, instead of speeding up, he pauses and giggles light and airy as you slap at his chest when he sits up. "Don't worry, baby," he said while reaching over for a pillow. He gives your lips a quick peck before pushing the pillow under your hips. Then, he holds your hips down and continues to fuck you at a furious pace. You throw your head back shouting and thrashing as your pleasure spikes. Geonhak catches your legs and holds them down by the knees to spread them open, watching his cock disappear into you.

"Wanna fill you up. Can I fill you up?" The desperate tone in his voice opens the floodgates for you. "Yes baby. Fill me. Yes, yes, please!! Ah-!" You babble as you tense around him, back arched and twitching. He pauses for a moment as you cum around him before pulling nearly all the way out and slamming back in, the force of his thrusts pushing you up the bed. It's too much. It feels like his cock is punching the breath out of your lungs. You try to squirm away but the grip on your knees won't budge.

"Gonna-" he gritted out, pulling back, "fill you," another deep thrust, "Gonna-" pulling back again, "Breed you--!!" And he holds his breath as he hits his high, hips grinding dirty little circles as his cock twitches, pumping hot cum inside you. A long groan escaped your lips as you wrapped your legs tightly around him.

Geonhak tries to pull away but quickly got the picture when your legs didn't loosen, gathering you in his arms to flop onto his back. As you settle in his lap with his cock still in you, you lay your head on his chest and he pulls the sheets around you both. You like being in his arms like this, feeling full and secure.

"Good morning," Geonhak murmurs, fingers combing through your hair again.

"Good morning, baby."

[sxcret-garden]

ღ Oneus Masterlist ღ

main masterlist personal faves in bold

ღ Seoho ღ

Full fics:

ღ begging, marking | smut - 0.7k (req)

ღ Daydream | smut, sub!Seoho - 2k Desc.: You and Seoho haven’t been dating for long, and though you’re happy with the relationship in general, you’ve been feeling like your sex life is missing something…

ღ Leedo ღ

Full fics:

ღ Beautiful | comfort, smut, soft dom!Leedo - 2k Desc.: When you’re getting ready to attend an event you’re supposed to wear a dress to, you find yourself being unable to look at yourself in the mirror. Hating to see you hating your body like this, your boyfriend Gunhak takes a chance to try to convince you that you’re just fine the way you are.

ღ Keonhee ღ

Full fics:

ღ “Say you want me, and I’m yours.” + “Are you wearing my shirt?” | smut, soft dom!Keonhee - 1.3k (req)

ღ Solitude | smut, friends to lovers-ish, soft dom!Keonhee - 3.2k Desc.: It’s when his love interest suddenly begins to distance herself that your close friend Keonhee finds himself feeling unbearably lonely. You decide to visit him eventually, and that visit turns out quite different from what you expected.

ღ Hwanwoong ღ

Full fics:

ღ dry humping, marking | smut - 0.7k (req)

ღ Xion ღ

ღ n/a

ღ Group ღ

Oneus with a dominant s/o | smut, reaction

ღ hard hours ღ MTL's ღ

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Tba

Seyoon:

Tba

Byeongkwan:

Tba

YuChan:

Tba

AleXa

Tba

Ateez

Ot8:

Tba

Seonghwa:

Brightest Jewel

4:57: Before the Boom

Vampire drabble

Hongjoong:

Tba

Yunho:

Infernal Deception

Melody of Red

Vampire drabble

Storm of Stygia

Yeosang:

Wind Protector

San:

Melody of Red

Mingi:

The Lion's Heart

Wooyoung:

Tba

Jongho:

Infernal Deception

Dreamcatcher

Ot7:

Tba

SuA:

Tba

Siyeon:

Tba

Yoohyeon:

Tba

Dami:

Tba

Handong:

Tba

JiU:

Tba

Gahyeon:

Tba

Kingdom

Dann:

Tba

Arthur:

Tba

Louis:

Tba

Jahan:

Tba

Hwon:

bta

Ivan:

Tba

Mujin:

Tba

Chiwoo (former):

Tba

Ot7:

Tba

OneUs

Seoho:

Tba

Keonhee:

Tba

Leedo/Gunhak:

Tba

Hwanwoong:

Tba

Xion:

Tba

Ot5:

Tba

TXT (Together x Tomorrow):

Soobin:

Tba

Yeonjun:

Tba

Beomgyu:

Tba

Taehyun:

Tba

Kai:

Tba

Ot5:

Tba

Events:

Library of Illusion

Before The Boom

Seventeen Collaboration

Other (kpop and non kpop):

Winter Love

Desires Await - Junhui

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TBA

[sangyeonsmuse]

BREAK THE WALLS | Kim Hongjoong

Chapter 19 | Finale | Full Chapter List

🀥 Government agent Hongjoong x Rebel Oc

🀥 genre | dystopian society, halazia x geurilla concept , enemies to lovers

🀥 word count | 2k

🀥 Summary | An organization by the name of Sector 1 was well known for their work in the underground, theyve been well known for the recruiting of teens and using them to form an army since the year 2034. Collecting strays for their rebellion against those in higher power. Now the year is 2064 and the organization still runs strong they run like a family, with the new technology theyve found ways of keeping alive those that have been scorned in any past battles theyve had against the government.

When the government sends in 7 of their best men to infiltrate the organization. What will they do when their cover is blown and their true intentions are revealed? Will they join the rebellion or will they continue to let the government pull their strings like the little puppets they once were?

"My boys have returned! And you've brought..........guests." His eyes landed on the unconscious Tahani before landing on Jongho who continued to put up a fight against his restraints.

"San take them to the clear room." At his order San was quick to follow.

"What knowledge do you have for me?" Eden asks as he sits back in his seat. Seonghwa was the one to speak on all of their behalf

"The boy's name is Choi Jongho, head of the organization's recruits, he's the one that prepares them for the occasions and sends them all through some sort of evaluation process. The girl though. Tahani Morgan, she's their weapon, she goes by Hira. She's half human half machine they call her kind cyber dolls down there in the Sector 1. She's Mingyu's most skilled fighter, her prized possession." Hongjoong his chest burned with envy at the way Eden's ears perked up at the mention of Tahani, he was sure Eden knew who she was.

Meanwhile, the five boys flooded Eden's ears with more and more information that they knew wouldnt be enough. Yeosang scrambled to find the microbots he so desperately needed for the girls surgery.

"Hm why dont we go down to the clear room then, i want to see this girl with my own two eyes." Hongjoongs fist coiled at his side, he was pretty sure that the way his nails had been digging into the skin of his palm, he definitely drew some blood.

As the five of them all followed Eden to the elevators all they could do was hope that Yeosang had found the microbots and already given the rest of the organization the green light. When they got to the basement floor they found both Jongho and a still unconscious Tahani in a glass box in the middle of a gray room. Eden took a chair and placed it on the other side of the glass and simply waited for the girl to finally wake. Each of them locked eyes with one another knowing that if she woke and Yeosang hadn't already been out of there, they just might be screwed.

"Wake her." Eden ordered, it seemed to be an order aimed directly at San, who had been standing in the boxes control room. In his head San spoke a silent apology as he sent a shock wave on the lowest setting throughout the glass box, which unfortunately shocked not only Tahani but Jongho as well.

'Why hasn't he just questioned Jongho, why Tahani' Hongjoong thought to himself.

When Tahani woke her eyes were like daggers as they stared not at Eden but to Hongjoong

"I fucking trusted you, every word thar you said i trusted. I swear to god when I get out of this box I will slaughter every single one of you." There was a white glint in the girl's eyes that neither of them had ever seen before. Not even when she first found out that they had been sent by the Alsurians. Furious wasn't enough to describe the look in the girl's eyes. Yeosang needed to move quickly or else this could go bad in more ways than one.

"Tahani Morgan....daughter of Thea and Ezariah Morgan."

"You don't get to say their names. You don't get to say their names with that filthy mouth of yours." Tahani spat back coldly to which Eden simply laughed in amusement.

"You're feisty, compared to your mother i like that." He chuckles before standing and tracing his hand along the box as he moves over to her side. Seonghwas gaze shifted to Hongjoong who he knew by now must have been fuming at the sight before him.

"You know it's not surprising that you would join an organization like Sector 1, just like your parents you can't seem to keep your nose out of a business you play no part in. Now your parents were easy to get rid of but why is it you're still sitting right here before me when you should have been dead the moment that the rural building exploded. Seonghwa tells me those friends of yours have made you some sort of an experiment...is that right?"

"Fuck you and Seonghwa." Was all the girl said as she stared back at him through cold eyes. It hurt Seonghwa to his core to hear the girl say that but he couldn't say anything, no moves were to be made until they got the signal. Eden simply chuckled as he took his seat once again.

"So tell me then Tahani before I dispose of you along with your friend here. Your organization's little plan..when does it begin."

Finally finding her strength the girl stood to her feet and the sound similar to a power surge could be heard as she stood a few inches behind the glass.

"now."

As if it was on cue an alarm sounds throughout the building just as Tahani had brought her hand to the glass and shattered it. Alaurian soldiers came flooding into the room, two of them taking Eden away before the rest charged at Tahani.

"Go. We'll take care of Tahani, you go after Eden." Seonghwa reassures Hongjoong, who glances back to Tahani one last time before leaving the room. As Tahani used all her strength to fight off the lot of them she was confused and quite shocked to say the least when she found all but hongjoong fighting off the alaurian soldiers.

On all sides all seemed to be racing against the clock as they fought off, slashed at and ran bullets through as many soldiers as they could to buy both Mingyu and Juyeon some time. It was the bomb squads job to make sure they got the detnator to Juyeon as soon as possible, without that bomb this entire ambush upon the alarians would fall downhill and theyd be sitting ducks. When the seven of them had finished off the last of the soldiers or what they assumed to be the last of them for now, Tahani instantly charged for Seonghwa but was stopped by Jongho.

"Wait wait, before you decide to rip anyone to shreds they're on our side Tahani...i'm sorry we didn't let you in on our plans but there was no other way we could have gone about it without getting caught." Seconds later even more alaurians burst through the doors leaving Jongho no time to further explain.

Meanwhile while the seven of them fought countless soldiers one after the other, both Hongjoong and Mingyu were on a scramble for time to get to Eden. Hongjoong was the first to find him, a moment he had dreaded for some time now but he already knew was sure to come. Punching and slashing his way past every guard that came his way Hongjoong showed no mercy as he finally had Eden alone without the protection of any guards to hide behind. Without the slightest bit of hesitation he aimed the gun at edens head.

"So this is how it goes, hm? Taken out by my own son?"

"Im not your fucking son."

"Then who am I hongjoong? I raised you, fed you, bathed you, clothe you. I've been there your entire life. The man that taught you everything." Eden responds lightheartedly as if the gun hongjoong held in his hands simply mean nothing.

"Why don't you spare him the bullshit and tell him the truth brother." Mingyu enters the room taking the spot next to hongjoong who was quite surprised to see their leader there, even more to hear him call Eden brother.

"Why don't you tell him how you killed your own sister before you took him in. How you blamed it all on Juyeon and claimed he had killed her because he wanted the seat in this tower to be his own. Tell him how you manipulated him, forced him to believe that anything outside of this tower was dangerous simply because you wanted there to be no way he'd find out the truth. Well your shitty plan surely backfired on you. The one thing you didn't want him to know, he now knows simply because you didn't think your plans through." Mingyu then took the gun from hongjoongs hand and emptied all but one bullet, he was more than sure he wouldn't miss.

"You may have spoiled our plans with the first rebellion but this time youve lost everything. Your ways of working have always left a bitter taste in my mouth." And with that he shot, a bullet running straight through the front of Eden's skull and straight out the back. Mingyu never even spared hongjoong a glance. Through their earpieces everyone tuned in only to hear Juyeons voice for the first time since the second Rebellion was put into motion.

"Everyone clear out. Now." With that both Mingyu and Hongjoong found themselves running through the hallways without looking back. Blood splatter and lifeless corpses decorated the once glorious halls. As they rushed down the stairs they found many others scrambling to make their way out of the building as well. Though Hongjoong was relieved once he made it out, anxiety set in once he realized the others were nowhere to be found.

"Ten seconds until detonation Mingyu has made it out yet." Both Mingyu and Hongjoong glanced at one another before Hongjoongs eyes set back on the entrance of the building. A sigh escaped Mingyu's lips and just as he spoke the words "blow it." Hongjoong spotted every one of them including Tahani closing in on the entrance. As soon as each of them stepped foot from the large building a large explosion sent them all flying in different directions and the building came crashing down. Both Hongjoong and Mingyu let out relieved breaths as they saw the seven of them emerge from the clearing smoke.

"I really fucking hate explosives." Was all Tahani said before being engulfed into a hug by Hongjoong. When he finally released her she delivered a heavy punch to his right arm before glaring at him.

"That's for making me think you switched sides." She spoke angrily, but even though the girl was verymuch serious all hongjoong could do was laugh in response, finding the girls actions cute.

As if the building's explosion was some form of summoning, everyone from the surrounding buildings and homes in the city began to crowd the place and look out at what was once the Alaura tower."

"How much you wanna bet Mingyu gives yet another speech right now?" Jongho asks as he nudged the girl with his elbow.

"I'd be an absolute idiot to bet against that." She responds, earning a laugh on jonghos end. And the chestnut haired male was indeed right.

The G unit all watched in amusement as Mingyu climbed up onto the nearest vehicle and a megaphone was placed into his hand by Leedo.

"When the hell did he get a megaphone." Jongho asks, slightly confused.

"Citizens of Starlight...today starts a new chapter in the book for this city. The all royal alaura empire has now fallen. Over 25 years ago a woman by the name of Kim Younghwan had two sons and one daughter. One of them you knew as Eden. The daughter was the next in line to become heir and protector of the city but Eden, now Eden would never allow that to happen so he made sure to get rid of her, he made sure that he'd be the next in line to take her place. As of today you no longer live under the rule of Eden but the third child of Kim Younghwan, Kim mingyu. Me and my family are known as the Sector. For years we've worked beneath the city waiting, and working for this very moment right here. From today forward we'll renew this city and start anew. I give you my vow that my family and I will rebuild all that my brother has destroyed."

"Wait did any of you know this-" Tahani looks at both Leedo and Jongho who only shook their head in response to the girls question.

"So...Mingyu is the rightful heir of the city..." Tahani spoke

"And related to Eden." Leedo chimes in.

"And I think I might be his nephew." Hongjoong adds on, making all eyes shoot to him.

"Oh this just keeps getting more interesting by the second." San laughs in disbelief

[yootaesowlwrites]

Smutober List

I know I am months early, but I want to start now because I’ve been working slow lately and I want to post something for each day while also making the fics a decent size as well. So here is the list, plus prompts I’ve chosen (a wheel picker chose randomly) for everyone I’m currently writing for. I gave each of them 2 prompts to make it extra challenging for myself and there are a few that seem like it will challenge me. Which I will start either this weekend or next week when I am feeling better.

Also please note, I’m currently no writing for every SKZ member as I’m not too confident yet, but for those I am confident enough to write about, they are on the list, and masterlists for them will be created.

I am also still deciding on which days will get double posts or if I will continue into November with the remaining posts.

If anyone/writer wants me to post my prompt list for use, please let me know.

1. Kim Youngbin — “Give me a little show.” + “Can you feel what you’re doing to me?”

2. Kim Taehyung — “I never knew you were such a dirty girl / boy.” + “I swear to the goddesses i won’t stop until you’re shaking.”

3. Q / Ji Changmin — “Aw, your legs are trembling, does it feel that good?” + “Call me ‘Sir’ when we’re alone like this,”

4. N / Cha Hakyeon — “Choke me and bite me,” + “Are you going to eye fuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?”

5. Kim Inseong — “Get on your knees.” + “Did I tell you to stop?”

6. Leedo / Kim Gunhak — “Let me watch you touch yourself.” + “I want you now.”

7. Kim Sunwoo — “Bed. Now.” + “Your head between my legs sounds so good right now.”

8. Xion / Son Dongju — “Can you not keep that damn tongue in your mouth?” + “Cum for me.”

9. Lee Keohnee — “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself.” + “Has anyone ever told you, you have really nice hands?”

10. Kim Younghoon — “You must forgive my lips... they find pleasure in the most unusual places.” + “I’d like to lick your pussy / cock. i'd like to hear you scream my name.”

11. Seo Changbin — “Go ahead. touch it.” + “Be a good girl and spread your legs.”

12. Lee Juyeon — “I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.” + “I want to taste me on your fingers.”

13. Kevin Moon — “Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop.“ + “I love it when you talk dirty.”

14. New / Choi Chanhee — “Are you growling?” + “Which do you prefer, fingers or mouth?”

15. Eric Sohn — “How many times have you jerked off to me?” + “I just want one tiny taste…”

16. Dawon / Lee Sanghyuk — “I don’t know what to do.” “Then let me teach you.” + “Forget the bed… let’s do it right here.”

17. Ju Haknyeon — “Get on your hands and knees, right now.” + “I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.”

18. Choi Minho — “Have you ever used handcuffs?” + “I love it when you kiss my neck.”

19. Hyunjae / Jaehyun — “I want you, all of you. i want to feel you inside me, deep inside me. i want you to tell me when you’re going to cum, hear you moan my name and fuck me harder.” + “Don’t cover your mouth… I like hearing you.”

20. Yoo Taeyang — “I know a way to release all that nasty tension.” + “I want to taste you.”

21. Lee Seoho — “I’m not wearing any panties.” + “Don’t make me take you home and punish you.”

22. Rowoon - Kim Seokwoo — “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?” + “I desperately want to take you out for dinner and slow dance with you until the sun comes up, but I also want to grip your hair as I watch you writhing underneath me.”

23. Hwang Hyunjin — “I-I want to touch you too. Please remove the cuffs…” + “Fuck me like you mean it.”

24. Chani / Kang Chanhee — “Lay back and touch yourself. I want to watch.” + “I like it when you say my name like that.”

25. Lee Jaeyoon — “I could watch you ride me all day.” + “Don’t be gentle.”

26. Zuho / Baek Juho — “Did you touch yourself?” + “Don’t cum yet…”

27. Hwiyoung / Kim Youngkyun — “Finish inside me, I mean it .” + “I want you to touch yourself”

28. Yeo Hwanwoong — “Can you help me with this zipper?” + “Each of my thoughts about you are improper.”

29. Lee Sangyeon — “I think you deserve a treat.” + “Are you trying to turn me on or are you really that oblivious?”

30. Onew / Lee Jinki — “Grab the headboard for me, will ya?” + “I was just about to wash up. Care to join?”

31. Han Jisung — “Faster,” “I need you to hold onto something then.” + “Don’t you dare pull out.”

32. Lee Taemin — “Are you trying to seduce me?” + “I don’t have to be inside you to make you feel good…”

33. Jacob Bae — “Excuse me for being too forward but your lips make me wonder what the rest of you would taste like.” + “Can I join?”

34. Lee Know / Lee Minho — “I like it when you touch me there.” + “I want to watch you fall apart.”

35. Key / Kim Kibum — “Sit on my face.” + “I want you to leave marks.”

[sxcret-garden-archive]

hallo it's the same anon (if it's not taken perhaps i'll go with 🌌 ?) aND DW ABT IT THATS HOT them being rough but also caring is 🥵 the keonhee thought haze has slightly mellowed but I still have so many thoughts akdhskfj so to make you malfunction I will continue with the keonhee thoughts ! :D as I slightly alluded to I have a size kink and keonhee is NOT HELPING IT being kabedoned by him and then doing it against the wall,,, ahem (I swear he's secretly strong not leedo strong but–) -🌌 anon

Just gonna answer your asks separately because- why.

IDEK HOW TO REACT TO THIS EXCEPT THAT GREAT - NOW I WANNA WRITE A FIC ABOUT THIS AKJDFLKAS u g h tall boys... making u feel small... when you're already not very tall.... bye. askdjöflka maybe I have a thing for size differences too.... maybe it's even a size kink who knows.....

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