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boneskullravenriver · 9 months

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pinning this post since I originally made this account for my AO3 shenanigans since I'm trying to be semi serious about trying to write (heh). This post will sometimes be updated, this is a list of some stuff I write on ao3. The titles of the fics are links.

Fandoms I currently write in:

EXO (Kpop band)

The untamed/mdzs

(hopefully more in the future)

More under the cut:

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current fics in the works┊ ➶

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exo

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『 going away (on a strange day)

Ship: Baekhyun x Chanyeol 』

rating: M

Update schedule: Wednesdays

tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Byun Baekhyun/Park Chanyeol, Byun Baekhyun, Park Chanyeol, Do Kyungsoo | D.O, Kim Minseok | Xiumin, Kim Jongin | Kai, Kim Junmyeon | Suho, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alternate Universe - Medieval, Blood and Violence, Kidnapping, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Angst, Prince Park Chanyeol, King Kim Junmyeon | Suho, chanyeol and suho are brothers, Omega Park Chanyeol, though in a kinda… not traditional way lol, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Minor Character Death, baekhyun is kinda mean in this sorry, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Slow Burn, (hopefully. it's what im aiming for so), Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics

Wolves fear fire. That was fact, that was the law of nature. No one knows why, not even the wolves themselves. They kept no fires; warmed themselves with furs and by huddling together for warmth. It is said that one will know when they are near by the crackling of the flames. Chanyeol is the prince of the most powerful pack in the Kingdom of EXO. From birth, the prince has been told to fear fire. Fire was destruction, it was evil. He knew he would never be free. Until he found freedom in the form of dark-hair and silver eyes

『 In Our Solemn Hour 』

rating: M

Update schedule: Wednesdays

tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, MAMA Era Powers (EXO),Music Video: Obsession (EXO), Music Video: Lucky One (EXO), Music Video: Lotto (EXO), Alternate Universe - Aliens, Music Video: What Is Love (EXO), Music Video: Power (EXO), Music Video: Monster (EXO), Music Video: Overdose (EXO), obsession-era styles, Implied Relationships, Alternate Universe - Not K-Pop Idols, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, X-EXO Clones (EXO), Red Force (EXO), Blood and Gore, Blood and Torture, Alternate Universe - Post-Apocalypse, Inspired by Music(the MVs, i tagged is what i was inspired by), mostly plot

summary:

The Tree of Life was the very center of EXO Planet. Just as its name suggests, it provides all that the Exons need. Under its nourishing leaves, their life milestones have been marked. Birth to death. The Guardians, tasked with protecting the Tree, train their mystical powers under the Dragon King, the supreme leader of EXO Planet. All was right in the world. They were young, foolish. Unstoppable. But the fruit of peace is a fragile thing. Easily squished by red hands. And those red hands were greedy, itching to corrupt and twist. The young and the foolish must always grow up, and fate never gives a warning when that time is to come.

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Oneshots┊ ➶

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MDZS/The Untamed

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『 You're just the viewer

ship: Jin Guangyao/Xue Yang』

rating: E

tags: Hate Sex, jgy fucks xy instead of going to therapy lmao, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Depersonalization, Sort of? - Freeform, Mildly Dubious Consent, Consent Issues, honestly I have no idea what I wrote, No Aftercare, Character Study, POV Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo

summary:

It was harder when it was quiet. It was harder to conjure the illusion of sound to distract. Harder to pretend.

『 Come On Closer, My Desire

ship: Jin Guangyao/Nie Mingjue 』

rating: E

tags: Gentle Kissing, Hair Brushing, Cock Warming(but very light), Tired Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo, sleepy cock sucking??, Somnophilia

summary:

Mingjue is sick and tired of Meng Yao nearly working himself to death, even if he is grateful for the man's dedication to having the Nie Sect running like a well oiled machine. What's one night off to tend to his hard working deputy?

#*.☽ .*boneskullrr*.☽ .*#fanfic #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction

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kwanisms · 1 year

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please note that I am no longer actively writing for exo and that by putting this groups in the 'archive' does not necessarily mean I will stop writing for them entirely. Any series originally planned for any members in the archive have either been put in the vault or recasted.

12 Days of Lust Collab

🔞 many of these works contain sexual content (18+ mdni) 🔞 ♤ — angst :: ♡ — fluff :: ♧ — smut ✍ — ongoing :: ⊝ — hiatus :: ⊗ — discontinued :: ✓ — completed

— drabbles

»» New Friends ♡ p.chanyeol

➥ 436; Y/N meets and befriend a very tall stranger.

»» But You're Warm ♡ d.kyungsoo

➥ 527; Y/N spends a rainy morning in bed with her boyfriend, Kyungsoo.

»» No Ties ♡ o.sehun

➥ 617; Sehun is very adamant about not wearing a tie to Y/N's company's holiday party.

— oneshots

»» Burning Bridges ♤ k.minseok

➥ 1.5k; Y/N always ended up coming back to Minseok, no matter how many fights nor how many times things ended. He was like a magnet, always drawing her back in and at some point, she knew she was going to have to cut him out of her life. It was time to burn bridges once and for all.

»» Aviophobia ♧ z.yixing

➥ 2.8k; Y/N has always hated flying. If she didn't have to fly, she wouldn't. The only thing that makes her trip better is the handsome stranger sitting next to her.

»» If I Kissed You ♡ b.baekhyun

➥ 2.5k; moving in with her best friend's ex-boyfriend sounds like nothing but trouble for Y/N, even if he has a girlfriend. But what happens when they break up?

»» the Doctor Will See You Now ♧ p.chanyeol

➥ 4.5k; Chanyeol was the type of man any woman would fawn over. Tall, handsome, smart, and compassionate. All the nurses in the trauma department are head over heels for him, especially when he volunteers his free time to watch over the newborns in the maternity ward nursery. He has everyone in that hospital wrapped around his finger. All except for one stubborn and hot-headed doctor— Y/N.

ⓘ DISCLAIMER :: MONSTER/ALIEN FUCKER ENTHUSIAST ⓘ ©️ kwanisms 2024 | all works on this blog are protected under copyright. Do not repost, continue, or translate my works. All graphics made by me.

#exo scenarios #exo imagines #exo fanfiction #exo fanfic #exo angst #exo fluff #exo smut #exo x reader #xiumin x reader #yixing x reader #suho x reader #baekhyun x reader #chanyeol x reader #kyungsoo x reader #jongin x reader #sehun x reader #exo masterlist

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kpopimaginings · 3 years

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“I don’t believe you” - Xiumin (Minseok)

A/N: Some cute teasing and a confession!

Hanging out with with some of your friends in EXO was your favourite way to spend your time. Sure, they could be loud and chaotic at times, but around them you often were too.

While you were laughing at one of your many dumb in jokes, Xiumin approached.

"You want a drink?" he offered, holding out a can to you.

You were suddenly much quieter. "Oh, yes, thank you," you replied taking it from him as he smiled at you.

Quickly, you looked away from him and busied yourself opening your drink.

"Don't be so coy," Chanyeol's voice suddenly cut through your thoughts. "Min has a crush on you too," he announced to the group at large.

There was a moment's hesitation in which you noticed your heartrate increase before you spoke again.

"I don't believe you."

"Why?" asked Xiumin, almost offended by your statement.

"Well, I don't know... It just seems a bit... convenient," you stuttered. "And sounds like something Chanyeol would make up to tease me."

"What if I said it?" Xiumin offered.

"Either your being really mean right now, or you should just tell me," you pouted.

He stood, walking back over to you and holding out his hand for you to take. You accepted and let him lead you out of the room, but not before you heard Chanyeol call out a 'you're welcome'.

"I thought this was a conversation better had in private," Xiumin explained. "As much as Loey was trying to wind us up, he was telling the truth. I really do like you."

"Ok. I like you too," you admitted. "Where does that leave us?"

"Dinner together tomorrow evening?" he suggested. "We could bail on the guys and go tonight, but I dread the teasing."

"I think they'll tease us either way, but tomorrow sounds good," you agreed.

Xiumin just nodded, a smile on his face, as he took your hand in his again before heading back to the chaos that is EXO.

NAVIGATION | EXO MASTERLIST

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mybiasisexo · 5 years

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No Comparison 🛏

Anon asks: can I have 1 and 59 for the drabble with Xiumin and with a smutty/suggestive-fluffy theme please hehe. (no sad endings juseyo ㅠㅠㅠㅋㅋㅋ)

a/n: lmao at that last comment. so cute!! I keep my promises (even when it takes forever haha). Also im taking requests!!! so feel free to do so!!!!

DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST

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Being a sough-after man, Minseok was used to women throwing themselves at him. Shoot, he made it his job to catch every single one and give them a night they would never forget. He definitely took advantage of his status as a hot, single, rich, CEO.

When he first met you, nothing was different.

You both knew what was to happen when your paths crossed. But what was supposed to be a one-night stand, ended up becoming a full-fledged affair.

You knew there were other women—of course, there were other women—but it didn’t really bother you much. You were open to anything and felt a bit prideful that out of all the girls, it was you he was constantly coming back to, seemingly not able to get enough.

He rewarded you with riches galore. Bought you a nice apartment close to his office and flew you out to different countries, taking you on expensive shopping sprees.

When questioned as to what you were, you would simply say he was your sugar daddy. Your deal was that of a sugar baby/daddy relationship, but he was much more than that. When it narrowed down to it, what you two had was simply too intricate to explain to others.

Something he didn’t tell you was that he had stopped sleeping around with other women four months into your arrangement. None of them seemed to compare to you—and trust, he compared them.

Having you in his life was putting a lot of things into perspective. You presence had him thinking things he never had to think about, such as settling down, maybe starting a family? He could feel himself getting to that age of leaving bachelorhood behind.

He found himself entering your condo late one night. You weren’t expecting him and was sitting in nothing but an old ratty oversized shirt and some granny panties, watching YouTube on your flat screen when you noticed him.

“Minseok!” You quickly got to your feet, slightly concerned. He never came over without warning, it was an unspoken rule. “What are you doing here?”

He didn’t say anything, just walked over to you and pulled you into his warmth. He was heavy and you could tell he was exhausted. You rubbed his back comfortingly.

“I just really needed to see you,” he shared against your neck, lips pressed gently against the thin flesh.

“Okay, Minseok.” You both stayed like that for a long moment, until his hands became claws at your waist and his needy mouth devoured your own. It was obvious what he wanted and you were more than willing to give in to him.

You could never tell him no.

You both found yourselves on the couch, you riding him as he praised your exposed chest with kisses.

“I swear to god,” Minseok moaned against your hot skin. “Nobody does it like you.”

“Nobody?” You goaded, high off of everything that was he.

“Nobody,” he confirmed in a growl. “That’s why I keep coming back to you.”

“Why do you keep coming back, Min?”

That name drove him absolutely mad and he had to hold back the urge to drag you down onto the leather seats and dominate you until you saw stars.

“Because I love this—fuck, I love you, Kitten!”

You both froze at the same time. Your eyes were wide, mouth slack in shock, but it quickly pulled into a pleased grin as you began rotating your hips again. “What did you just say, Min?”

He couldn’t seem to meet your eyes as he muttered something under his breath.

“I couldn’t quite hear you.” You jerked your hips roughly and he gasped, clutching onto you for dear life.

“Tell me, Min,” you ordered, getting rougher with every second. “Tell me what you just fucking said.”

“I said ‘I love you’, got dammit!” He yelled.

“Good boy.” With that, you pushed you both off the edge, feeling more connected to him than ever before. It didn’t take long before you both were falling asleep in your bed.

“So,” you began, drawing lines on his chest. “Should I move in with you or should you move in here or…?”

He chuckled, pulling you closer to him. “Whichever you want. If you want to, that is.”

“I do!” You’re quick to reassure. “I love you too, Minseok.”

“Alright.” His gummy smile was bright enough to see even in the dark. “You didn’t say it back, so I wasn’t sure….”

You giggled. “Trust me, I wouldn’t be here right now if I didn’t.”

“It’s good to know, all the same.”

You both got comfortable and before you fell asleep you murmured, “thanks for choosing me.”

“It wasn’t a hard decision to make. I didn’t choose you, kitten, you chose me.”

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gamerwoo · 6 years

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[EXO Imprinted] Minseok: Actions Speak Louder

@smut-wars asked: Okay Rocket I challenge you to a Minseok imprinted series pretty please ❤❤❤

Characters: Minseok x mute!female reader (featuring Exo)

Genre/warnings: werewolf au, slice of life, fluffy fluff

Word count: 3,090

Summary: Being born with a vocal organ deficiency, you always ran into problems with being unable to speak. But after running into Minseok a year ago, life suddenly started to get easier.

a/n: first installment of the Exo Imprinted series!!!! idk if I’ll make this ot9 or ot12 though so uhhh lmk what y’all want ig???? BUT ANYWAY, sentences in bold are things being signed by reader, aaaand this really doesn’t have any plot its just some slice of life and some backstory shit ok enjoy (this also wasn’t looked over by anybody so uhhh lets hope it’s not awful and that the spelling mistakes are minimal lmao).

Next | Imprinted Masterlist

A shake from a warm hand on your shoulder was what woke you up from one of the best dreams you’d had in a while -- you’d been having really weird dreams lately but you weren’t sure why.

“C’mon, _____,” Minseok whisper-sang. “Wake uuuup.”

You shook your head before burying your face deeper into the pillows.

“You’re gonna be late,” he sighed, shaking you a little bit faster.

You didn’t even have the motivation to roll over and sign for him to let you sleep for five more minutes, so you just stayed where you were.

“I’ll get Chanyeol up here if I have to,” he threatened, his lips close to your ear.

You slowly pushed yourself to sit up, your eyes still closed and your brows pulled together. You looked in the direction of Minseok before slowly opening your eyes to look at him, your head lolled to the side as you glared.

You’re the worst.

He giggled with a nod, kissing your temple, “Ah, I know. Get ready for class.”

It was at the very university that you still attended that you met Minseok. He worked in the student center, and you were sent there to get extra help. It was hard for you to get extra help in class when you couldn’t verbally ask, so professors and other students would just skip over you. Besides, none of them seemed to be able to understand sign language anyway.

Minseok wasn’t the one to help you, but he observed you. From the moment he first saw you across the room, he knew what was happening. He was a bit relieved he was the first to imprint since he was the oldest, but he was also nervous because nobody else in his pack had imprinted before. He had only heard stories of what it was supposed to be like, and while he knew the worst that could happen was just that you’d reject him, it still made him afraid. He could die if that happened. And considering you didn’t seem to speak at all, he figured that only made his chances of success even worse.

Either way, you were his mate, and he was determined to find any way he could to make things work. So the first thing he did was look up how to sign ‘hello, my name is Minseok’ -- he knew you could clearly hear him, but he wanted to do something to impress you and make you like him a bit more, and he’d have to be able to understand you. Of course, then he’d also have to figure out how to sign ‘I don’t know sign language’ so you’d know you couldn’t actually have a full conversation with him -- yet. But hey, it would be a start!

When that cute boy with the bright smile sat down across from you while you waited from your tutor, and he signed what he had practiced, you really almost cried. Your smile was so wide you had to cover your face, and that only made him smile more.

“I’m sorry I don’t know more,” he said sheepishly, “but I wanted to try. I’ll keep practicing, though.”

Just that promise alone made your heart flutter.

Of course, after telling his pack about his mate, Minseok insisted everybody else learn so they could understand you when the time came. He was starting to feel more confident about his rate of success, so he planned on taking you home to meet his pack at some point.

“Why can’t she talk?” Junmyeon wondered.

“I--” Minseok suddenly stopped. Realization hit -- he had no idea why you couldn’t speak. He never even asked! “I...have no idea...”

“Good job, hyung,” Baekhyun snorted.

The next day, Minseok went back to the student center to find you. He sat down at your same table as you waited for your tutor, and flashed you a warm smile, “Hello again.”

You waved shyly, happy to see the nice stranger once again.

“You know,” he began, “I did never get your name.”

You flipped open your notebook and scribbled down your name before sliding the book over to him. He read it aloud with a smile before looking at you again, “It’s pretty.”

Your cheeks turned pink, and you timidly signed thank you.

“I know that!” Minseok exclaimed excitedly, proud he was able to recognize a sign. You silently laughed at his outburst, and he cleared his throat and tried to compose himself again. “Sorry... I’ve been trying to learn what things mean since you don’t seem to have anybody else to talk to. That’s...not weird, is it?”

You shook your head with a smile.

“Can I ask you something a little weird, then?” he asked. “I don’t mean to sound rude by it, either.”

You already knew what was coming. He wanted to know why you didn’t speak. You wrote it on paper, explaining you had a birth defect with your vocal organs. Your parents never had the money to fix it, and at this point, you didn’t see a point in trying to.

Minseok read over it, nodding slowly, but then just carried on with the conversation as normal. He didn’t treat you like a child like most people did, and he didn’t seem to change your opinion of you. You decided you did really like Minseok.

Over the next few months, Minseok learned more and more sign language. The two of you started having full conversations with you having to write things down for him less and less. So, he eventually became your new tutor because it was easier. You were always writing what you wanted to say to your old tutor, and Minseok just seemed to get you better.

It was around that time that Minseok said he wanted to have a serious conversation with you. The two of you had been on a few dates, but there was no title to the relationship. You hoped that maybe this “serious conversation” would be making your relationship official, as you really liked Minseok, but you also didn’t want to get your hopes up.

It was partly that. He explained the whole werewolf thing, and the imprinting thing. To his surprise, you took it amazingly well, but he just figured it was because you could relate to being born differently. He was really sure you’d lose it when he dropped the “we mate for life” thing on you, but all you did was let out a very airy giggle and sign my parents will be so proud that I already have a husband lined up’. He really liked your sense of humor.

But you’d learned early on in life to roll with the punches, so that’s what you did.

And a year later, here you were: on your second to last year of college, and still dating Minseok.

As you wandered down the stairs to the kitchen, all dressed for class -- and Minseok dressed for work -- you all but ran straight into Baekhyun who was bolting up the stairs. He quickly came to a halt, grabbing you by your arms before you could collide with him.

“Hey, _____,” he chuckled.

Where’s the fire?

He playfully rolled his eyes, blowing some hair out of his face, “Jinri’s still not up.”

Alarm?

He just snorted, quickly moving out of the way to continue up the stairs, “Bold of you to assume she set an alarm.”

You just raised your eyebrows and carried on down the stairs.

Jinri was a nice girl that Baekhyun had imprinted on only a few months ago, but she was a lot like you where she wasn’t what the average person would consider “normal”. She had a difficult time distinguishing between people, and nobody quite knew why that was. With that came a lot of anxieties when it came to talking to people that she even knew well, and she tended to get depressed. But Baekhyun seemed to help her well, and she could always at least differentiate between him and everybody else.

As you turned into the kitchen, you found only Minseok, Junmyeon, and Sehun were awake. Junmyeon was fixing breakfast, Minseok was getting him and you some coffee, and Sehun had his head down on the breakfast bar. You knew that the three wolves had obviously heard you enter, but you knocked twice on the doorway just out of habit.

“Morning, _____,” Junmyeon looked over his shoulder and flashed you a bright smile. “Did you sleep well?”

You shook your head and made a face directed at your mate’s back.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he scolded softly.

You shook your head.

I still don’t know how he does that.

“None of us do,” Junmyeon laughed. “Even Baek always seems to know when Jinri is making faces at him behind his back. I suppose it’s just a mate thing.”

“I have eyes on the back of my head,” Minseok stated as he turned around and walked toward you with two travel mugs. He handed one to you. “C’mon, let’s get going. You’ll be late, and I have a nap to take in my car. Sehunnie, let’s go.”

“Let’s not,” the younger wolf groaned, but he stood up from the stool anyway. “Bye, hyung.”

“Have a good day, guys!” Junmyeon called as the three of you left the kitchen.

In the car, you always got shotgun when Minseok was driving. He’d drive with one hand, keeping the other in your lap in case you wanted to talk to him. He obviously couldn’t take his eyes off the road to watch your hands, so he’d feel what you were signing with his free hand. It was a difficult thing for him to learn -- there were so many things he got wrong at first, which only made you laugh in odd-sounding wheezes and gasps -- but he was a pro at it now.

Can we stop for breakfast?

“No,” Minseok told you as he backed out of the driveway.

“No what?” Sehun asked.

“No nothing,” Minseok mumbled. “If I tell you, you’ll beg, too.”

Sehun crossed his arms over his chest, pouting out the window as he grumbled, “I hate third-wheeling you two.”

The day went by as boringly normal as always. By the time you got home, though, you were exhausted. But could you rest immediately? Of course not.

“C’mon, you have to study for this test next week,” Minseok nagged, trying to drag you out of bed -- you both knew he was holding back because he really could get you out of bed without even putting in that much effort.

You shook your head as you laid on your back, squeezing your eyes closed.

Be quiet, the baby is sleeping.

Minseok rolled his eyes, “The only baby here is you.”

Exactly.

“Yah, _____,” he whined, finally scooping you up in his arms and carrying you over to the desk. “Come on, only for two hours.”

‘Only for’, as if two hours is not a long period of time.

“I could make it three,” he threatened as he sat down in the desk chair with you in his lap.

Are you my father now?

“Yes,” he deadpanned, making you smile and shake your head. He opened up your textbooks that he’d already taken out of your bag beforehand, and opened to the page you last left off at. “If you finish this whole section, I’ll take you out for ice cream.”

The rolled kind?

He nodded, “The rolled kind.”

Minseok’s head rested on your shoulder as he helped you through your work. He kept his hands palm-up on the table as he read through the textbook and your notes just so you could talk while he read, and he could “hear” you while he tried to get caught up on what you had learned that day. He was fantastic at multitasking -- which, of course, took a bit of time at first.

While you jotted down in the margins of your notebook, Minseok took your freehand, absentmindedly peppering kisses over your knuckles while his eyes continued to scan the textbook pages. It was a habit he often did, and it always made you blush every single time. But you were still dead set on that ice cream, so you tried not to let it distract you.

As soon as you finished the page, you slammed your textbook closed and tossed your fists in the air in triumph, a bright smile on your face. Minseok turned to look at you with an amused smile and a chuckle, his eyes traveling all the way up to your hands before settling on your face again.

“Done?”

You nodded eagerly.

“Alright,” he sighed, standing up from the chair, “I’ll go put my contacts in, and I’ll meet you downstairs.”

While Minseok went to the bathroom to put in some brown contacts -- the amount of money those boys went through in a month just for colored contacts was insane -- you immediately went downstairs to put your shoes on. Of course, you were stopped by a chuckling Yixing who had just walked through the door when you almost crashed into him.

“Whoa, where’re you going?” he asked as he made sure your footing was stable.

Ice cream!

Yixing’s smile widened, “It’s amazing how the two mates in the house are so opposite of each other.”

You had to admit that while you were very excitable and cheery, Baekhyun’s mate was...well, not. Jinri was sweet, of course, but she definitely had a bite to her. It didn’t mean she was mean, she could just get snappy if she felt like nobody was listening to her or if she was frustrated. But you couldn’t blame her for being frustrated, especially with her having a hard time recognizing people. You even got frustrated a lot -- especially when you first moved in and hardly anybody remembered to look at you to ‘hear’ you.

“Where is Minseok anyway?” Yixing wondered, expecting the older werewolf to be attached to your hand like always.

Upstairs. He has to put in his contacts.

“It sure is taking him a lot--”

“Ow! Chanyeol!” you heard your mate whine from upstairs.

You turned just in time to see Chanyeol running down the hall, away from the bathroom as he giggled, “Sorry, hyung!”

“--longer...” Yixing concluded with an amused eyebrow quirk.

You saw Minseok emerge from the bathroom, one hand covering his left eye as he pouted over at you and Yixing by the door, “Chanyeol made me poke my eye.”

Again?

“Yes, again,” he groaned.

Are you able to drive?

Since Yixing was standing behind you, he didn’t see you ask the question, so he repeated, “Are you alright to drive? If not, I have no problem driving you and _____.”

Minseok chuckled at the little face you made after hearing Yixing ask the same thing you did, “Yeah, I’ll be alright.”

Your mate made his way down the stairs, finally uncovering his eye and blinking a few times. When he got closer, you held his face between your hands and looked into it, but it looked pretty normal to you.

“Am I gonna make it?” he asked in a baby voice, looking at you with wide eyes and his lower lip jutted out.

You giggled silently, playfully whacking his arm.

“Alright, let’s go,” he grinned, nodding toward the door. “See ya, Yixing.”

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Yixing called over his shoulder.

Minseok paused in the doorway with a smirk, “Where’s the fun in that?”

And then he shut the door.

You and Minseok sat on a bench just outside the ice cream shop, watching as people walked by. It was a little difficult having a two-way conversation when you needed to your hands to eat, so Minseok talked about his day, rambled on about his thoughts, and basically said whatever came to mind. You just listened, but you enjoyed hearing him speak.

“Actually, something I thought of this morning,” he began, switching topics suddenly, “was babies.”

You paused as you were about to put some ice cream in your mouth, glancing over at your boyfriend out of the corner of your eye.

He giggled at your reaction, shaking his head, “Don’t look at me like that!”

You closed your mouth, a smirk forming on your lips as you slowly set your cup of ice cream down on the table.

“_____-ah!” he laughed. “No, listen -- it’s because I had this dream last night that--”

So you dreamed about having kids?

“Can I talk?” he joked.

You can, but I can’t.

He sighed, “I should’ve seen that one coming. I swear, sometimes your jokes are worse than Junmyeon’s. But anyway, as I was saying. So I had this dream that we had this little two-year-old and everybody in the pack loved her so much, and then when I woke up all I could think about was having a kid around in the house. I feel like everybody would get very... Ah, what’s the word...?”

Soft?

“Yeah,” he laughed with a nod. “But, I was also thinking about how I can’t wait to have our own kids in real life. Let me tell you, our son was adorable.”

We had a son? What did he look like? What did he act like? What was his name?

Now, even you were excited, signing question after question as Minseok just giggled at you. You would even start signing one question, and then stop in the middle and switch to a new one. Minseok always said you were stuttering when you did that.

“Yah, finish your ice cream before it melts,” he told you, nodding to your half-finished cup.

You let out a quiet sigh, picking up the cup and spoon to continue eating. As you ate your ice cream, you listened to Minseok continue to tell you about the future that he wanted to have with you -- that he was going to have with you -- and you listened happily to it all.

It was hard to believe that a year ago, you never thought you’d be happy with anybody. It was hard for you to communicate with anybody, and nobody ever really took the time to learn to talk to you except for your immediate family, and the few close friends you had. But now that you had Minseok, the happy future you used to think to be a fantasy actually felt like it could be a reality.

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real-pcy-exo · 6 years

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Carousel : Minseok x reader (angst) pt.1

The moodbaord made by the amazing @baekbuns

A/N: Asdfghjkl I forgot to post it yesterday 😂😂

Being in a one sided love was as if you were stuck in a carousel. You don't know what you're chasing after, you don't know what your leaving behind. The only thing you can do is keep moving in circles again and again hoping maybe one day you can catch up to love.

You reach the club around 10. The dim lights were enough to hide the poor excuse of a makeup you put on to hide you slightly blotchy face and red rimmed eyes. But no one from some random club would care if you looked as if you had been crying right before you came here. Then again, it wasn't like you cared yourself. The dance floor filled with drunkards making you slightly nauseous. You sometimes wondered if drinking away your problems could actually chase away your problems. Chuckling bitterly you moved to the bar to slide down a tool far away in a corner, if drinking away your problems had worked, you probably wouldn't have a single problem left in your life.

You just sit back and observe around the club. Due to it being a Friday, the club was packed with people. There were some first year college students who maybe came to get laid or take a break from assignments and such. There were few office workers who chatted leisurely, drinking a bit before going back to their significant others. And then there were few people like you, who didn't have anything to go back to other than a sad excuse of a life. You once used to have someone whom you always ran back to, but it seemed as if he never wanted you to begin with. You shook your head and ordered a long island iced tea. You went there to drink your problems away, not sit in a corner and regret being ever born.

Around 3 drinks in, you deemed you were intoxicated enough to go home. The alcohol in your system maybe able to help you face the truth. With the help of the bartender, you called a taxi and waited to go home. Not the home you once felt safe, loved and cherished in. A home that simply only provided a roof on top your head. You looked up to the sky. The dust and fog in the city made it hard to be able to see the beautiful night sky the world provided in every nightfall. Yet there was still a single star that you could still see, you had observed since your childhood. The single stubborn star still shone so bright, it was the only light that could be seen in the pitch black sky. You wondered if it was universe showing you that there is still hope. Even if everything is dark, a single ray of hope can always be seen. A car honk broke your terrace, your taxi had arrived. You slapped your face lightly before getting in the taxi. The drinks were supposed to help you confront your problems not make a philosophical explanation of a sole star shining bright. Yet you still looked up to the star, following it with your eyes until you reached home.

You honestly didn't expect anything when you opened the door. So maybe you didn't expect what you saw, but it still doesn't mean it was pleasant to see it. Everything seemed-clean. No broken vases, no broken photo frames. Just a perfect living room. There was not single trace of the fight left. Minseok cleaned up everything. The room seemed the exact was it was, but only it wasn't. You knew that the coffee table always had two tea mugs, not one. The side table had a handmade vase by both of you wasn't there anymore. And the frame that had both of your wedding photo seemed to be missing. You didn't want to play this spot the difference anymore. Tears blurred your vision as you started shouting Minseok's name. He didn't come right away running like he used to, you didn't expect him to do so either. He calmly approached you, took your hand and made you sit on the sofa.

"Listen." he tried to catch your attention but your attention was towards your hand where he had just touched you. The touch still left tingling sensation in your skin.

"Please listen." He tried again. You slowly looked up to his face. You blamed the taxi driver for being late, the intoxicated state of yours had seemed to pass already. Leaving you defenseless against him. "Look, I know it's a bit hard to take-"

You paused him, "A bit?" You could feel the anger boiling in you again.

"Minseok you think that after being together with someone for 5 years, you can just come by and say your don't love them, technically you never did!" Minseok just ran his fingers through his hair making it seem messy.

"What?" You asked him, "Finish what you were going to say. Go ahead!" The further you provoked him, the redder his face became. He just got angrier and angrier by seconds just like you. You had tried to be civil the first time you both talked about it. Thinking maybe this was just a joke, a prank or a huge misunderstanding. You had gone through every inch of the room trying to get a hidden camera out. But you only broke the vase and your own heart. This time you wanted to have a little bit of dignity left, you wanted answers. Not vague ones anymore.

"Fine you want to know?" He screamed at you being done with your "want answers" and "give me answers" chant. He pointed at you and then himself, "This was never real. You loved me. I just needed stability. The CEO needs to be married and I needed to be the CEO. You were in love with me. So you were easy to get."

You let out laugh at that. Clapping your hand you moved around as if you guys had an audience and you were trying to get them to clap with you.

"So you just wanted money?" You asked him while being disgusted. This was not the man you fell in love with. But somewhere deep inside your heart you knew even after this, you'll keep loving him.

He shook his head, "You got it wrong. The world is a bad place. You can suddenly get sick, get in an accident or one day you wake up and you lost everything, so many things can happen. Stability-"

You corrected him, "Money."

He sighed and resumed, "Fine, money can back you up. So even if you're sad, you can easily try to find your happiness without having to worry about losing everything."

You furrowed your eyebrows and sat down again. Your throat felt constricted but words still came out. "You're not making any sense." You told him, "Stop sugar coating stuff."

He smiled at you, the sweet smile you fell in love with. "Okay. I just wanted the position. You seemed an easy way on getting it."

You looked up, trying to blink away the tears that had gathered in your eyes. You refused to show the man in front of you any more weaknesses.

"So what now?" You asked him sarcastically, "Why after such a long, you decided I should know the truth?"

He didn't reply at first. He took a sit right beside you. You thought he thought your questions were just rhetorical. You were about to question him again when he hummed and said, "I can give you two options. One, You can get a divorce and walk away. Go on with your life. But once you do that, you can never come back. That way you can move on from your one sided pathetic love. And two, you can stay here with me."

You asked him, "What's the benefit of the second option?"

He smirked at that and replied in a teasing tone, "You can play pretend house with me."

Hydrological cycle is one of the most boring cycle anyone can imagine. It's the same, repeating the same action over and over again. Though the mass of water remains mostly the same, water itself changes its form. You sometimes thought if your life was like the said cycle. The way you showed your love Minseok may had changed many times, but you were still loved him the same amount. Since you had chosen to stay with Minseok, everyday was the same. He wasn't even surprised when he heard your answer, as if he was expecting it from you. Was it that obvious that you loved Minseok way too much to even try to move on? Every morning you woke up alone in the bed, curled up in a corner. The housemaids always kept your breakfast in the table. You stayed at home all day, trying to find ways to keep yourself entertained. You used to work in the HR department in the same company as Minseok. But you left job because you did not have enough courage to witness Minseok flirting with the beautiful employees. But at nights, you always felt loved at nights. When he would came back home to you, eat the dinner you made for him. Sometimes you both would indulge yourselves in each other. You always felt loved because he would care about your pleasure, your need, your opinion in those moments. But as soon as mornings came, the love bubble you had created in the previous night would burst. His side of the bed would always be cold. It always felt like one night stands. Hydrological cycle was truly boring. So you always compared your life with a carnival. It had everything in it. Friends, family, money, love name it. But you were glued tight to the carousel, chasing after a fairytale ending you knew that didn't exist.

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thinkyoureholy · 6 years

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House of War

[Requested by anon : a one shot angst for kim minseok!!!! pls ]

Pairing : Kim Minseok / Reader

Genre : Angst, fluff ending

Words : 1.8k

“What else do you want me to say, Y/N?” Minseok asked, exasperated with the situation.

“It’s not what I want-” I cut myself off, feeling my own desperation start to build.

I threw the keys that were in my hand across the room, hearing them hit the wall roughly before falling to the floor with a thud. I ran my hands through my hair, feeling tears of frustration start to build up in my eyes.

“I’m fucking tired of this…” I said, my voice falling to a whisper.

I turned to walk away from him but was stopped as I felt him grab onto my wrist. I yanked my wrist out of his grip, turning around quickly and slammed my hands into his chest, pushing him away roughly. My chest heaved up and down as I not only tried to reel in my anger but tried to stop the tears from falling.

“Don’t put your fucking hands on me.” I hissed out, seeing anger clouding his own eyes.

“Are you seriously going to be like this? Nothing fucking happened how many times do you want me to tell you?”

“Until I believe you!” I shouted, my anger exploding.

-One Hour Ago-

“Aren’t you and Minseok hyung going home? You two always leave before the after party starts.” Jongdae said, handing me a cup of whatever everyone else was drinking.

I took a sip, almost spitting it back out, “Fucking hell Dae, are you trying to kill me?”

He chuckled as I shoved the cup back in his hands, grimacing at the bitter taste that was left on my tongue, “I thought you liked the hard stuff.”

“Yeah but this is basically like drinking straight up rubbing alcohol. You could’ve at least mixed a little of something in.” I told him.

“I did-”

“I’m not talking about mixing alcohols with one another. Don’t think I can’t tell that you put vodka, bourbon, rum, and…” I trailed off, trying to figure out that fourth flavor, “Scotch? Are you fucking kidding me? Now I know you were trying to kill me.”

Jongdae nodded, a smug smirk on his face, “You even got the scotch right, I’m impressed.”

I rolled my eyes at him, watching as he offered me his cup. I looked down at the cup suspiciously, not trusting him. Now it was his turn to roll his eyes, showing me the inside of the cup.

“It’s just water.”

Still suspicious I took the cup, slowly taking a sip. Once the liquid hit my tongue I immediately spit it back out, seeing Jongdae already halfway across the room. The idiot tricked me again, the cup that he said was filled with water was actually filled with pure tequila. He had the good graces to get away from me, knowing I would give him hell. Before I could even think of yelling at him I felt someone bump their shoulder with my own. I looked over to see that it was Chanyeol, a water bottle in his hands. Without a word he offered it to me, a grateful smile on my face as I took it.

“Why he continues to mess with you I will never know.” Chanyeol said.

I rolled my eyes once more, a small smile etched onto my face as I thought back to all the pranks the asshole has pulled on me. I shook my head at the memories, turning back to look at Chanyeol.

“You look tired...why don’t you go home?”

He smiled softly, nodding before answering, “I was about to leave but I had noticed that you looked a little bored here. I was just about to tell you to go home yourself.”

“Yeah, parties aren’t really my thing.” I said before looking around to see if I could find Minseok, “I can’t just leave without him.”

“If you’re looking for hyung I just saw him walk out towards the pool.” He said as he watched me look around for Minseok.

I gave him a grateful smile once again before heading out to the pool. The smile I had on my face immediately fell at the sight I stumbled upon. Minseok was standing facing the door while there was some girl awfully close to him. I could see her hands on his chest as she slowly started leaning in closer to him. Before I knew it this blinding anger flooded my system. I slammed the door behind me to get their attention, seeing the two of them jump away from each other. Minseok’s eyes widened when he saw that it was me that slammed the door, a curse falling from his lips. I gave him no time to explain himself as I walked right past them, heading straight for the front of the house where the car was parked,

-Present Time-

“Why can’t you just take my word for it?” Minseok asked, the hurt in his voice clear.

I said nothing, keeping my eyes on the ground, only setting to anger him. Minseok was a calm and collected type of person but as the months of endless fighting dragged on his fuse seemed to shorten significantly. The once mild mannered Minseok I came to love and adore vanished completely as time went on. He didn’t wait for me to say anything as he marched into our shared bedroom. I stayed where I was, hearing him rummaging through the drawers until he came back out.

“You want to be this way? Fine.” He said before angrily shoving an opened envelope into my hands, “Tell me. What the hell is this? We’re not trusting one another right? Then fucking tell me why you have this fucking letter from your ex!”

I looked at the letter in shock. I was sure I had hidden it well enough so he wouldn’t find it. My ex and I ended on good terms so he would occasionally write to me but this letter was different. This recent one was where he was telling me how much he missed me and asked if there would ever be a second chance for us. I had meant to throw it out but Minseok had walked in when I had finished reading it so I had no choice but to hide it. I didn’t want to give him a reason to get angry and distrust me so I hid it. I didn’t think it would come back to bite me in the ass.

I of course let my anger get the better of me and instead of explaining the situation to him I decided to get defensive, “Why the hell are you going through my things?”

“Don’t change the subject!” He yelled, his face going red with how angry he was.

I said nothing as I glared at him, practically seeing the anger radiate off of him. I saw his hand move up and for some odd reason I flinched and took a step back. As soon as he realized why I flinched back a wave of hurt washed over his features. His shoulders slumped as he looked at me in shock. I too was in shock, wondering why I would even think for a second that he would lay his hands on me. Minseok has never been aggressive with me, no matter how angry he got and I never had a reason to be afraid of him so I had no idea why now. Why did I flinch back when I knew he would never harm me?

“Y/N...I-I would never-” He cut himself off, choking up at the thought of me being that afraid of him.

I felt my own eyes well up in tears at the situation that took a bad turn. I felt the severity of the situation weigh down on my shoulders as I tried to speak, tried to tell him that I was sorry. I had taken the situation too far, knowing I had no real reason to be angry with him in the first place but my jealousy blinded me.

“Minseok I-”

“Did you really think I would hit you? You really think that low of me?” He cut me off, a single tear rolling down his cheek.

I took a step towards him only for him to take one back. I shook my head vigorously, “N-No-”

“No matter how angry I’d get I would never, never lay a hand on you. No matter how big the argument...I love you too much to even think about harming you.” He said, trying hard to keep the rest of his tears at bay.

“Minseok I-I know. I’m sorry--I wasn’t thinking straight and-”

“If you really think I’d ever lay a hand on you then what the hell am I even still doing here?” He cut me off once more, looking at me through sad eyes before he turned on his heels and started to leave.

I panicked, running towards him and hugging him from behind. I held onto him tightly so he couldn’t move as I repeatedly apologized. I apologized for my jealousy, for the useless fights I picked, for getting angry at every little thing, and for thinking he’d ever lay a hand on me. I apologized for it all. I buried my face in his shoulder, my tears staining his shirt. The longer I held onto him the more I felt him relax and lean into me. I felt him breathe in a shaky breath, knowing that his tears were flowing just like mine. After what felt like a lifetime I felt him put his hands over mine before turning around in my grip, his arms wrapping around my frame as he hugged me tightly. I felt him bury his head into the crook of my neck, his tears hitting me skin.

“No more fights. I hate yelling at you, I hate being the reason you cry, I hate going to sleep angry at one another...I hate it all,” He said through his tears, “You have to trust me more. I would never hurt you, babe. I love you too much and it hurts knowing you don’t think I love you enough to not cheat on you.”

I nodded to everything he said, apologizing once more.

“And I’m sorry I give you a reason to be angry with me. I’m sorry I can’t see why you’re so jealous all the time. I’m sorry I’m oblivious to the way you love me so much you’re scared to lose me.”

I cried harder at his apologies, my hands clenching the fabric of his shirt tightly. I felt him pull away slightly, placing a kiss on my forward gently before cupping my face in his hands. He smiled gently before leaning forward to capture my lips with his, erasing all the anger and sadness away so we could start over.

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baekberrie · 6 years

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That good to know ! I want to request a Minseok drabble where he and his gf are arguing whether they should get a puppy or a cat, you can decide the outcome which one they end up getting ^^ I just think that would he really cute :3 (gf pro dog and minseok pro cat)

“No way, let’s have a cat!” Minseok protested. You had been arguing for almost 20 minutes about whether to get a cat or a puppy. Obviously, you wanted the puppy because… Well because you just did and no matter how much you loved your boyfriend there were situations where you couldn’t just let him win, like this one.

You shook your head in disagreement and pouted at his stubbornness, you were sure that you had been using your cutest expressions ever, yet he seemed so unbothered by them, which meant you had to go with the harder methods.

“No! Cat’s are way too bossy and bitchy…” you tried, of course not every cat was as you described it but your experience had always been the bad one, so you weren’t looking forward to a cat who would ignore you and act cute only when they wanted to. Apparently; cats didn’t like you.

“What about the puppy then? A puppy poops and pees everywhere Y/n, it’s probably going to crave lots of attention and I don’t want a dog sleeping in our bed at night, or worse, pee on our sheets! Or even worse, stealing your attention from me, I want you for myself.” although his words were sweet, and you would be lying if you said they didn’t affect you, you had to push back the will of tackling him down into hug because that would mean that he had won.

“You can never fully trust cats, while the dog will always be loyal to you. ‘The dog is the man’s best friend’ they say!” you quoted with confidence, this time sure that he couldn’t argue against you. Taking a few steps closer you stood in front of him, eyes to eyes, a certain tension between the two of you; almost as if you were fighting through your gazes, shooting lasers and threats.

A short while after he finally sighed and you eyed him questioningly, hope bubbling inside of your chest.

“How can we get pets when taking care of you is hard enough, babe?” he grinned evilly and you felt how your jaw dropped to the floor. He didn’t just do that.

“Yah!”

Sorry for making you wait hunie 🤧 hope you liked it!🍓✨

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artificialskyway-archives · 6 years

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Lost and Found

Summary: You meet Minseok in a bar and swear that you know him from SOMEWHERE but have no idea where, but now you have to do something about it.

Members: Minseok x Reader

Type: Smut/ Fluff?

Length: 1834

~Admin RatedM

A/N: One Shot Challenge taken with @soobadnoonecanstopher, @thesammtimes, @3kpop2jagi1, @xiubaek13, and @forexcapism

After a long week of work, you finally decide it’s time to let your friend take you out. She’s been bugging you about this place that just opened up, so you think why not give it a chance? You’re not really the type to go out but you decide that this weekend is the perfect time. You just got your haircut, you shaved just the day before so you can wear that outfit you spent a fortune on that one impulsive time. It’s perfect. Only when you get there, she’s constantly pointing out good looking guys to you in hopes to get you laid.

“Oh come on, Y/N. It’s been waaay too long since we’ve hung out and I’m pretty sure it’s not because you’ve been with someone.” The look you give her makes her laugh out, holding her stomach. “See! I knew it! You need someone to help you destress, if you know what I mean. What about that guy? He’s cute!” your best friend discretely points over at the guy sitting alone at the bar. He’s facing the dance floor, so it wasn’t hard to see just how good looking he is. Wearing ripped jeans and a leather jacket, he’s just your type. His black hair falling near his strong cheekbones, those piercing yet beautiful eyes scanning the people dancing. It’s like he’s out of a magazine. But something is eating away at you about him, you just couldn’t put your finger on it. He looks so familiar, you swear you’ve seen him before. You tell your friend not to wait up for you as you stand and walk towards the bar. He notices you walking towards him, and you lock eyes as you sit down next to him. His eyes widen for a millisecond but quickly go back to normal. He smirks, turning in his stool to face you.

“I swear I know you from somewhere,” you tell him, leaning in close so he could hear you over the blasting music.

“You really don’t remember me? I guess you wouldn’t. It’s been a while” he says with surprise. You know him? No way! You’d remember seeing a face like that! It’s hard to read his face, but you’re up for a challenge.

“What’s your name?” you ask, curiosity eating away at you.

“No no, sweetheart. You’re not gonna win that easily. You wanna remember who I am, you’ve gotta earn it.”

“And how exactly do I do that?” you question, eyebrow lifting as you smirk at him. Without answering you, he slowly takes your hand and leads you to the dancefloor. His hands rest on your waist as he pulls you closer, noses almost touching. You sway your hips to the beat, and push yourself against him to tease. He bites his lips softly as he turns you around, his grip on your waist even tighter. He dances along with you, his hips grinding into you so smoothly. He must be a dancer you think to yourself. There’s no way someone who doesn’t dance for a living can move like that. The familiar stranger moves your hair to the side and kisses your neck softly, a shiver going up and down your spine. You feel dizzy, but you try to focus because your curiosity is more powerful than your lust at the moment.

“Do you remember our last dance?” he whispers into your ear, kissing the edge of it softly, “you were wearing that black dress with the slit that went up to the middle of your thigh. I thought you were the most beautiful person ever, especially when you danced. We always had so much fun.”

Your eyes once softly closed immediately shot open. It couldn’t be, you thought. Minseok?! Your high school sweetheart? You haven’t spoken to him in 10 years! He used to be this chubby kid everyone bullied until you beat up one of the jocks who tried to shove him in a locker. Ever since then the two of you were inseparable. Eventually you became a couple, but you were accepted into different colleges. You left for America while he stayed in Korea; you both agreed that despite how you felt it wouldn’t work. The Minseok you knew was sweet and charming and clumsy. He was awkward and shy. How could this be the same guy?!

Feeling your body still, Minseok chuckles softly. “It’s me Y/N. Your Minnie,” he kisses your neck again, and you melt into him. You turn around swiftly, grabbing onto his shoulders as you examine his face. Those eyes. Those eyes you loved so much. That’s why you recognized him, those sweet, beautiful eyes. Hesitantly, you reached up and softly placed your lips on his. He froze, but only for a moment, bringing his arms tight around you, locking you in the kiss. Hands finding their way into his hair you hold on tight, afraid to let go. He groans into the kiss, and another shiver goes down your spine, this time straight to your core.

“Take me home,” you whisper against his lips. He grabs your hand and you practically run out of there, desperate to make up for lost time. He brings you to this expensive car, and your eyes pop out of your head. This man is full of surprises. He opens the door for you and you hop in, nerves building up as he takes you to his house. His hand never leaves yours, and your mind is swirling with questions. How has he been? What’s he been doing all this time?

You arrive, and once again you’re left in shock. He chuckles as he closes your mouth, since you seem to have lost control of your jaw, letting it drop as you take in the beautiful scenery. You walk into his home, taking off your shoes, and explore all that you can within the few seconds of walking in. You feel something pull at your hand, and there is Minseok, looking into your eyes. You see hope and something else, something darker. You walk into his embrace, kissing him once more. The feelings that you felt back then come rushing back, and soon the kiss gets heated. You jump and wrap your legs around his waist, moaning into the kiss as he squeezes your ass. He takes you to his bedroom and places you gently on the bed. Minseok grinds into you as you finally let go of any hesitation you have left, pulling him closer to you as you back up and lay your head on a pillow. He gets up and strips bare, you following suit. You’re just about to take off your panties when you look up, mesmerized by the sight in front of you. Never have you seen Minseok toned and muscular, but you love his body just as much as you did before. He stares back at you, taking in all your beauty.

Minseok crawls to you, hands over yours as he pulls your underwear down for you. His fingertips skim your legs and you tremble under his touch. He catches it, and moans softly at how affected you are by him. He reaches you finally and smashes his lips on yours, fingers playing with your core to get you wet enough for him. You’re a panting mess, and your nails drag softly down his back in pleasure. Unable to wait any longer, Minseok brings his cock at your entrance, looking at you for approval. You give him a sweet kiss on his arm as an okay, and he slowly pushes into you. Moans are spilling from the both of you, and you’re holding onto him tightly as he’s finally fully in you. He fills you up perfectly, and you clench down on him to let him know to continue. He groans in response, pulling out slowly and pushing back in, letting you feel everything. His pace picks up slowly as he kisses and marks up your neck and collarbones. He’s panting into your neck, little moans leaving every now and then. Your nails dig harder into his back the closer you get to coming, and you softly moan his name as you let yourself go. He lets out a harsh grunt, your name spilling from his soft lips as he comes in you.

He collapses on top of you, but when he tries to roll over you stop him. You’ve been away from him for too long, you miss the feeling of him surrounding you, the smell of his skin on yours. He squeezes you tight before he pulls away, insisting that he cleans you up. He kisses your thighs sweetly as he wipes away the sweat and cum. He lays back down with you after disposing of the tissues, pulling you onto his chest.

“Would it be too early to ask you to marry me?” Minseok asks teasingly.

“Haha, of course it is! But that doesn’t mean I’d say no to being your girlfriend,” you counter, kissing his warm chest.

“I can deal with that,” he says, chuckling as you fall asleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning, you spend all day in bed with your long, lost lover, talking about how you’ve been the last ten years as if no time has passed. You both feel the same love and sweetness as you did before. You talk about past relationships, good and bad. You talk about all the times you thought of each other over the years, how the littlest things reminded you of each other. Eventually it led to another round of sweet kisses and soft moans. Every night after that seems to end that way.

He loves surprising you. Whether it’s late night walks in the park or staying in and watching movies all night long. Sometimes he’d blindfold you and take you to a secret bookstore or library that practically no one knows about. Whatever the situation, it always leaves you feeling loved and adored. You have your fights, but you never go to bed angry. Although you both love to hide your emotions, you just can’t seem to do that with each other. You yell, you cry, but you’re always honest with each other, that’s what makes it work.

You move in together and eventually get married, but take your time just being together, the both of you loving the moments alone too much. After a couple of years though, a happy accident arrives, and you welcome home the sweetest little baby girl. She has your hair, but Minseok’s beautiful eyes. He spoils her to death just like he spoils you. You two never go a day without telling each other how much you love each other, even if it’s just a “be safe” or “have a good day”. You know there’s more to the words than what you say. You end up living a beautiful life that you never knew you wanted, and you wouldn’t change any of it for the world.

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8bityeol · 7 years

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Wonderland

Genre : fantasy / Cheshire Cat!Xiumin Summary : Coming home from the worst date of your life, you stumble upon a lone cat in the rain. And in a moment of moral consciousness you take the poor thing in, but then something weird happens.

He smiled a very cat like smile and It was both unsettling and calming at the same time. "Wonderland, where did you think you were?"

Deep down in your heart you'd known going on that date would've been a bad idea. You'd felt the urge to cancel as you slathered foundation, and the feeling never left even as you reached for the door. But, you needed to shut your mother up. 'One date' she said, and then she'd drop the whole 'get a husband' campaign. She'd been certain that you'd fall head over heels with the accountant she'd run into in the hospital. Wrong. He was a pompous twat and seemed to do everything in his will to make you uncomfortable in that snazzy restaurant that would have otherwise deemed you unfit to enter. A second date was certainly off the plate.

You'd turned down his offer for a ride to your apartment and instead chose to cling tightly onto your umbrella and brace the fierce droplets that seemed to pelt the ground. In hindsight, you should have called for an Uber but you'd been so set on the idea of taking the ten minute walk to your clear mind, despite the fact that darkness had already set in.

With streetlights lining the ground, you walked down the alley, your heels going as fast as possible on the uneven wet ground. You were at the corner leading to your apartment block when you heard a soft mewl. You stopped in your tracks and looked to a tree. A cat.

Fearing the cold that was quickly creeping up on your bare skin, you plowed ahead, ignoring those small meows. It’s a cat, it’ll survive, you reasoned. but then again, it was growing colder and God knows what could happen if someone with wayward intentions found the poor creature. Sighing, you turned around.

You'd keep it for the night, give it refuge but tomorrow you'd go to the shelter, get his tagged tracked - if he had one.

You were head first in the fridge, pushing aside wrapped containers and opening the draws.

"Ah, there it is," you said, taking out the left over rotisserie chicken.

The cat, which you'd now identified as Xiu - it was written on his collar - meow delightfully and you couldn't help but smile. He had great taste in food, you'd tried feeding him Tuna but he'd turned his little snout up and scampered into your kitchen, head held high. Whoever owned him certainly spoiled him to death.

You laid the chicken on a saucer and pushed it towards him. As he ate hungrily, you popped the kettle on. You'd have a cup of tea, something to push away the lingering cold and then hop into the shower. You might try and wash Xiu too.

"It's nice isn't it?" you said, scratching the crown of Xiu's head.

He'd paused mid eating to purr and then he was back to chewing the chicken.

You poured the boiling water into a mug along with a tea bag and then settled on the chair in the island. Your phone was beeping repeatedly as you went back forth with your mother. She was busying whining about the fact that the idea of grandchild was becoming a distant hope; you reminded her that you were in your twenties. You had plenty of time.

By the time you'd reached the bottom of your cup, Xiu was at your side, rubbing his neck over your arm. You scratched at his silken black fur. "All done?" you asked.

He meowed back, as though responding to your question. "You odd little fur ball," you said, as he climbed into your arms and obscured the vision of your phone. "Let's go give you a little scrub," you said as you stood up with him in your arms.

You'd made Xiu a perfect sleeping place on the floor of your room, complete with your favorite pillow. However, the spoiled and utterly adorable brat jumped up at your bed and settled into the space beside you.

You kissed the top of Xiu's head, "you wanna sleep with me huh? You naughty little boy, we've only just met."

He meowed and pawed at the pillow beside you, making it comfortable and perfect.

"Goodnight."

You were in a room, no, your room. Yes, it was definitely your room. The walls were still that stony grey and the picture you took in Mundle Beach still hung brightly above your bed. Nevertheless, it wasn't the same. Your bed hung from the ceiling and the picture from Mundle Beach was upside down and so was that chair from Ikea. Everything, from your duvet to your pillows was upside down. Except for one thing, you. You were standing on your ceiling, upright and looking above in amazement.

"Scared?"

You spun around, but there wasn't anyone there. (am i ) Were you hearing things? You wondered as you stared around the barren ceiling. There'd certainly been a voice, a male voice to be exact and although it's words were spoken softly, the voice had boomed across.

"I'm right here," it said.

You stared at your wardrobe, wandering for just a moment if someone was inside. You'd been ready to approach it, hesitantly of course, but the voice spoke again.

"No silly, I'm down here."

You looked down, there were only two thing on the ceiling, one being the light and the hatch that led to your attic. You eyed the hatch warily. "Um ... there?"

"Yes there, Jesus. Took you long enough," he said.

You walked towards the hatch and knelt down beside it. "Am I meant to open it?" you asked.

"Of course."

Your fingers shook as you twisted the latch and then you paused for moment, wandering just when and why you'd suddenly started taking commands from this 'outerly' voice. Everything was weird, but god knows what hell you could be unleashing if you opened the latch. Then again, if this wasn't real, and it certainly didn't look nor feel real then no harm could come to you. You opened the latch.

You'd expected something fantastical, but no, it was pitch black. If anyone ever wondered what a black hole looked like, you'd direct them here.

"Now, just jump in." he said.

You backed away. "Jump?"

"Yes, jump in," he said. "It's very simple darling, just bend your leg-"

"I know how to jump," you cut in. "Just why should I jump ... will I die?"

The voice sighed. "You won't die, I swear down on the Queen of Hearts herself."

"But-"

"Jump. I'll make sure you won't die."

You stood up on shaky knees. "Are you sure?" you asked, the more you looked into the latch, the more did unease settle in the pit of your stomach.

"I'm sure."

You took a deep breath. Screwed your eyes shut. And leapt in.

You could only describe it as a feeling you'd never felt before and you'd probably never feel anything like it again. It was like being on top of a rollercoaster, waiting for that drop and yet it never came but you still felt that anticipation. Your hair flew around, getting caught in your mouth as unending screams flew out of your mouth.

You'd gotten brave halfway down and opened your eyes. You'd expected pitch darkness but all you could see was your Mundle Beach picture hurtling down, your bed followed next, then your rug, the glass at your bedside. It didn't stop there. You watched as your kitchen flew by, all your mugs, your kettle, your fridge and cutlery.

And then all your vision was engulfed in a blinding white light.

Everything in your body had stopped moving, and you could finally hear your own breathing. However, your eyes were still shut, you were too scared to look into the white light. Wait ... you could feel something. There was something holding you up, something just under your legs. Your eyes flew open.

"You made it." he said.

The voice which you'd heard before now had a face, and it's face belonged to a man who was currently holding you. You swallowed, suddenly feeling the inability to do anything. Had you fallen into his arms?

"Uh ... we are we?" you asked as your eyes scanned the area. It was certainly unlike any place you'd ever been.

He smiled a very cat like smile and It was both unsettling and calming at the same time. "Wonderland, where did you think you were?"

Anywhere but Wonderland, you answered in your head.

"As in Alice in Wonderland?" you asked tentatviely.

He raised an eyebrow and his ears perked up - wait a second. His ears ... you were truly going crazy now. The stranger, didn't have normal ears, insteadblack cat ears but a very human body.

"You know Alice?"

You shook your head, but you couldn't tear your eyes from his ears. "No, I'm talking about the book."

"The book- would you care to stop look at my ears?"

Your ears flushed with heat and you quickly averted your gaze. As shame flooded each and every one of your senses you remebered that you were still in his hold. "Can I get down?" you asked.

"Of course," he said. As he bent down, you leapt off his hold.

"Sorry about that," you said. "I've never met a person with cat ears before."

"Well, I'm glad to be your first," he spoke in a drawl than you swear mimiced a purr. "I'm the Chesire Cat but please call me Xiu."

Xiu

Your eyes zeroed in on the collar that circled the porcelin like skin of his neck. How hadn't you noticed it before? It was the exact collar Xiu, the real cat, wore. Now you really must've been going crazy.

"You."

He smirked. "Yes, me."

"You're Xiu?" Your voice shook.

He nodded. "Yes, like I said before, call me Xiu. Now, let's stop with all this back and forth business, we have a party to attend."

He walked ahead and you could only follow him through the forest. Was this man really Xiu? The same cat you took in for the night? If it was then you must've been in some alternate reality. Too busy with the mental dilemma, you hadn't noticed where you were heading, nor had you looked at the odd happening around you. For example, the paper roses the dripped with red, the butterflies that had faces nor the flowers that seemed to glow.

Xiu stopped and you bumped into his back. "Clumsy aren't you?" he said.

"Sorry," you said, shaking your head.

"No problem. Now listen here, we're about to go to the Mad Hatter's tea party ... don't eat everything they give you," he said. "Got it?"

Alarmed you quickly nodded. "Yes."

"Good," he said, before he pushed open a door which had certainly not been there a moment ago.

"The cat's here!" A man said.

Judging from his flamboyant hat and obnoxiously colored hair, you guessed that he must've been the mad hatter. You'd expected an older gentleman but he looked to be the same age as Xiu, but far taller, their heigh difference was very much evident when he engulfed Xiu in a hug that the other resisted.

"Get off me," Xiu said, struggling against the Mad Hatter's hold.

"Bad kitty," Mad Hatter said as he finally peeled his hands from Xiu, who'd promptly begun brushing away the invisible dirt. The Mad Hatter turned to you, "And you dear! You came too!"

It your turn to be engulfed in a constricting hug. You hugged back, only because it seemed to be the right thing to do. No one had ever been this excited to see you before ... It felt nice.

"Stop annoying the guests you fool!" you heard another voice hiss.

The Mad Hatter promptly let you go and turned to the voice, "Oh shut it you cranky rabbit!"

The cranky rabbit in question suddenly appeared from under the tablet. And like all the weird other things you'd seen here, it wasn't a normal rabbit. It was man, shorter than the Mad Hatter and probably Xiu too , but only just.

The rabbit sent a fiery glare to The Mad Hatter. "Hare! I'm a Hare for heaven's sake."

Mad Hatter shrugged. "Same difference."

"They do this all the time," Xiu muttered under his breath.

You nodded. "Do they stop?"

"Eventually," Xiu said. "Gentlemen!"

The arguing parties stopped.

"Right, sorry about that," The Hare said. "You must be Xiu's friend, welcome to the tea party."

"My tea party," Mad Hatter added with a flourish of his hand. The Hare rolled his eyes. "Now, come dear, take and seat."

Muttering a small thanks, you sat into the chair he'd pulled out and Xiu took the seat next to yours. You looked around the table which was just as ornate at the host. Masterfully decorated teacups scattered the table and baroque stands were stacked with slices of cakes which would take most of your paycheck if you were ever to buy one. You reached a hand out to take one but then pulled back upon remembering Xiu's mysterious words of warning. Don't eat everything they give you.

"Care for some tea?" The Hare asked, as he poured said tea into your cup.

"Thank you," you said, you glanced at Xiu before putting the cup to your lips.

"Now, where do you come from?" Mad Hatter asked you. "We've never had anyone like you here before."

Xiu answered before you could. "She's from the same place as Alice."

The Mad Hatter furrowed his brows. "It can't be, Alice didn't dress like that."

You looked down at your pajamas, of course. "We're from different times." You left out the bit where Alice was not real and actually fiction, you didn't want the Hatter to descend into further madness.

He nodded. "I see. Well then, you must still eat cake right?"

"Of course," you said. "Everyone still eats cake."

"May I delight you in my Blueberry Bonaza? I made it the other day,” Hare said, pushing a slice of blue cake in your face.

"I'll be glad to," you said, taking the cake. You placed it on your saucer and Xiu smiled. "Thank you, Hare."

Xiu and Hare launched into a conversation about God knows what, you heard ‘The Queen’ thrown ever so often but they’d been speaking far too fast for you to catch on. Instead, you’d been forced to listen to the Mad Hatter as he launched into a fantastical story about a fat caterpillar, you could only smile and drink your tea as you followed along.

“And then I take a sip of the pipe and now I can see really weird things,” The Mad Hatter said.

You hummed and took a bite of the cake. It tasted surprisingly nice and not like blueberries. Was it chocolate? You took another bite and then another until you were certain it was chocotolate.

“And then this butterfly starts singing a song, I can’t remember it but it was really beautiful,” he continued.

You could barely keep up with story as tiredness hung behind your eyes. You stifled a yawn on your sleeve. You needed to sleep.

“Hey!”

The was the last thing your heard before you fell face first into your cake.

You woke to the sound of your alarm and blinding light from your blinds. You rolled over, groaning as you shielded your eyes. What an odd dream, you thought. You looked to the pillowcase beside you, hoping to see the curled black cat, but he wasn’t there.

You sat up, “Xiu?”

You called out again, but you didn’t hear a meow back.

Alarmed you shot up, you’d left the door closed last night and unless Xiu had suddenly possessed hands then he wouldn’t have opened it. Where had that damned cat gone? You searched in your kitchen, nothing and your bathroom was any much different.

Sighing, you wandered back to your room. You hadn’t checked one place. The Balcony. You’d been too afraid too, if he’d leapt from there the chances of survival would’ve been next to zero.

“Xiu?” You stepped out into the balcony and all that was there was your potted plants, which had been dead for some time.

“You alright?” You knew that voice.

Spooked, you whipped your head around. Standing in the balcony next to yours was a man who looked far too much like Xiu. However, Xiu, the human one, had been a figment of your imagination. This was a real person.

“Uh, have you seen a black cat,” you asked. “It’s called Xiu?”

His face broke into a smile. “Xiu? Don’t worry about that old thing, he’s eating his food.”

“Are you his owner?”

The man nodded. “Very much so. He’s been gone for a good two days; you can imagine my surprise when I find him on my balcony.”

“Is your name Xiu?”

He shook his head. “No, it’s Minseok.”

A/N

This was fun to write. Did you guys like it? I’ve always thought of Xiumin to be very cat-like and I live cats so... this happened. It was also inspired by my first love, Ikuto from Shugo Chara

Can y’all guess which members Mad Hatter and The Hare are?

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fanficsofmine · 7 years

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Sweets-Minseok Fluff

Here’s a fluffy Minseok request! Hope you enjoy!-A

“Is this the last piece of cake?” Minseok asked, pulling it out of the fridge.

“Yeah, between you, me Chanyeol and the rest of the members, we made short work of it.” I replied,

“That’s true. Do you mind if I eat it?” he asked, reaching for the plate in the fridge.

“Um… kind of? I really wanted that. I only got one piece of it, and cake is one of my favorite things ever.” I complained.

He pulled the piece of cake out of the fridge anyhow, setting it on the counter.

“But it looks so good. Can I have SOME of it?” he asks, eyeing the piece.

A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I watched him eye the cake. He knew that I loved sweets and I know he did too, but he is persistent when he wants things, and he usually gets his way with me.

Unfortunately for me, I was probably going to cave. He was just so damn cute.

“FINE. We will share it. But if you start taking more than your share, I’m gonna fight you.” I said sternly.

He looked at me and laughed, thinking it was a joke.

“Min I’m serious. I will stab you with my fork if you eat it all.” I said, holding my fork up to threaten him.

He threw his hands in the air to mock me. “Fine, fine, you win. I will only eat my half.”

He grabbed us both a small glass of milk and we both dug into the cake.

We chatted as we ate, talking about our weeks. He would randomly move his fork over to my side of the cake to joke around, before going back to his own side and giggling.

I gave him the death glare multiple times, reminding him not to mess with me, and he would giggle.

He tried it again, so I did the same to him, and he pouted.

“Well, maybe you shouldn’t have messed with me babe. You know I like my sweets.” I replied, picking on him a bit.

“Of course I know babe, we met in a candy store. If I wouldn’t have bumped into you that day, who knows if we would’ve met. I’m so glad we both have a serious sweet tooth, because I may have never met you.” He said, taking another bite of cake.

“We would’ve ran into each other some other way then. The universe couldn’t keep us apart like that. We’re too good together. I am glad that we met that day though.” I replied, finishing my last bite and taking a sip of my milk.

“I thought I hurt you and I felt bad that I spilled your bag of candy. We made one hell of a mess when you dropped all of those skittles on the floor.” He laughed, nudging me gently.

“Okay well first off you didn’t hit me that hard, and second, they were M&Ms. I swear do you even know me?” I laughed, nudging him back.

“Of course I know you babe, I was only kidding. Chocolate is your favorite thing on the planet.”

“Favorite thing on the planet may be a bit of a stretch babe.” I said as I put the plates in the sink.

“Oh yeah, what could you possibly love more than chocolate?” He asked, following me with the glasses and setting them in the sink.

“You” I replied, walking up to him and placing my forehead against his. He kissed me sweetly and held my hand as we walked to the couch.

We spent the rest of the day cuddling on the couch and talking, reminiscing about the day we met and random things that have happened since then.

We met by accident, and it was the best thing that has ever happened to me.

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artificialskyway-archived · 7 years

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Lost and Found

Summary: You meet Minseok in a bar and swear that you know him from SOMEWHERE but have no idea where, but now you have to do something about it.

Members: Minseok x Reader

Type: Smut/ Fluff?

Length: 1834

~Admin RatedM

A/N: One Shot Challenge taken with @soobadnoonecanstopher, @thesammtimes, @3kpop2jagi1, @xiubaek13, and @forexcapism

“I swear I know you from somewhere,” you tell him, leaning in close so he could hear you over the blasting music.

“What’s your name?” you ask, curiosity eating away at you.

“No no, sweetheart. You’re not gonna win that easily. You wanna remember who I am, you’ve gotta earn it.”

“Would it be too early to ask you to marry me?” Minseok asks teasingly.

“Haha, of course it is! But that doesn’t mean I’d say no to being your girlfriend,” you counter, kissing his warm chest.

“I can deal with that,” he says, chuckling as you fall asleep in each other’s arms.

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