#racer!yeosang

[iwannabemyselfff]

recommend me a fic ‼️‼️ racer!au

i want racer!ateez, please? so far i found only two fics about this topic and it SUCKS! like after reading one fic with this topic its now a life necessity,,,

i probably prefer yunho and san but tbh i dont care. just send me something. it can be poly. i also can read txt, shinee and enhypen ones i believe.

pleaseee help meeee!! u would save my lifeee!! i dont wanna die without NOT reading masterpieces of this trope……………

[fantastic-bby]

The King and His Angel Teaser

Jung Wooyoung got taken in by his uncle when he was eight. He learned how to ride his first bike at thirteen. He attended his first race when he was sixteen. His uncle died when he was eighteen. He bought his own bike when he was twenty. 

Wooyoung’s 25 now and his life seems to have only begun.

Pairing: Street Racer!Wooyoung x Street Racer/Doctor!Yeosang

Word count: 1601

Tags: Classism | Reality | Romance | Strangers to Lovers | Lovers to Strangers| A LOT of trauma | A bunch of broke dudes just try trying to make the best out of their lives | It's funny and cute when they're not depressed trust me

Warnings: Depressive themes | Suicidal themes | Themes of abandonment | Depictions of anxiety attacks | (Safe) Alcohol usage | Alcohol abuse | Mentions of rape | Mentions of sex trafficking | Mentions of forced marriage | Cigarette usage | Drug use | Drug overdosing | Vehicle accidents | Cemeteries | Hospitals | Violence | Blood | Abuse | Death

Warnings: -

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“I have plans with a friend,” he shakes his head. She pauses in her movement, hand pulling out of the beige handbag slowly. Wooyoung gives her a strange look when she looks him up and down before gasping. 

“You’re going on a date, aren’t you?” 

“W-What?!” Wooyoung exclaims. “No, I’m not!” 

“Oh my god, you actually are.” Her jaw drops as she watches Wooyoung frantically move around, amusement written on her face. “I was just messing with you to see how you’d react, but it seems like I was actually right.” Wooyoung purses his lips together and looks away, failing horribly at trying to hide the way his face and ears turn red. “So, who is it?” 

“I-I don’t know if I wanna say…” he trails off. Wooyoung honestly doesn’t know how she would react if he told her that it was the same man who would partially be responsible for whether or not her company successfully partners with an entire hospital. 

But then there’s also the factor that Wooyoung would actually be explicitly coming out to her himself. 

“They're somewhat part of this field.” Wooyoung’s words come out slowly—carefully—trying not to accidentally say something he would have to further explain. 

She narrows her eyes suspiciously but shakes her head with a smile, “that’s fine. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to; I was just teasing. Just ride safe and let me know when you’ve gotten home.” 

“Okay,” he nods. “Oh, where do I leave the coat?” Wooyoung still has on the borrowed coat that his mother keeps lending him, but the woman gives him a look, tilting her head as though she’s visually analysing him for a moment.

“Keep it,” she concludes. “It looks good on you. Almost like you had chosen it yourself.” 

Wooyoung pauses before he looks down at the long black coat hanging from his shoulders. It fits him more than the coat that he had borrowed the first time he had visited the office, which honestly makes him wonder whether she had specifically bought it for him. 

“It’s starting to get colder anyway. You’ll need it when winter comes,” she says with a fond smile on her face. 

“Is it Autumn already?” Wooyoung mutters, hit with the strange realisation that the seasons are changing way faster than he had initially thought. 

Time is moving way too fast for Wooyoung to keep up and now he remembers that he’s known Yeosang for almost four months. 

“Time moves a lot faster when you’re older,” she claims with a chuckle. “Before you know it, you’re in your mid forties, with a family and leading an entire company.” 

“You make it sound like you blinked and now you’re here,” he laughs. 

“I really might as well have,” she sighs. She loses herself in her thoughts for a moment. Wooyoung stays silent as she stands still before she smiles, “that’s how life works. Let me know when you’re free so that we can have dinner together. Kimmy just messaged me asking whether you’re coming for dinner.” 

“Did you ever tell her who I was?” 

“A few times before,” she nods.

“I’ll text you on a day where I don’t have anything going on,” Wooyoung reassures her. “I’ve had to move almost half of my morning shifts to the evening so that I’m more free in the day. Hasn’t really given me time to race,” he explains as he follows her out of the room and towards the lift. 

“Are you managing alright? Overall, I mean.” 

“It’s been alright,” he shrugs. “I visited Uncle’s grave a while ago… with the person.”

“They accompanied you to his grave?”she repeats.

“Yeah,.” Wooyoung nods. “They were the one that actually offered to come with me. I told them I was thinking of going and they immediately asked if I wanted them to keep me company. I like them a lot,” he mumbles. 

The confession leaving past his lips makes the back of his neck and his ears heat up, hand raising to rub at the growing blush. If Wooyoung’s being honest, he hasn’t even told San or Mingi about the relationship he’s built with Yeosang, and he sure as hell isn’t ready to tell her that he’s gay. 

“They sound wonderful,” she hums. 

“They really are.” 

There’s a fond smile that lingers on Wooyoung’s face as he leans against the glass wall of the elevator, the smile making his mother smile as well. The more she stares at him, the more she’s reminded of herself when she was younger. 

That feeling of being so infatuated and in love with someone without even realising it until you’re so far deep that it feels impossible to actually come back out of it. 

“If you really like this person, hold onto them,” she says after a moment. “Hold onto them for as long as you’re able to.” Wooyoung doesn’t face her when he nods. 

“I’ll try.” 

Wooyoung:

I’m coming back late I have a thing with Angel 

Changbin: 

Just say you’re getting laid and go, dude

Wooyoung:

I’M NOT

Changbin:

Uhuh “A thing”  Sure

Wooyoung:

… You’re only getting microwaved dinners from now on

Changbin:

Suck my dick I have Jeongin’s grandma right downstairs and she makes the cosiest mac and cheese ever

Wooyoung:

I hate you sm 

Changbin:

<3 

“Oh wow,” Wooyoung breathes out as he pulls his helmet off. Yeosang had taken him to a market further into town where the streets are busier and the lights are just a bit brighter. 

“It’s here every night,” Yeosang says as he gestures to the market. “It’s a lot of street food, but if you’d prefer, we can stop by somewhere else…” he trails off with his body language becoming more awkward.

Wooyoung quickly grabs onto his wrist and shakes his head, “I don’t mind. I think it’s nice.” Yeosang visibly relaxes as he smiles. 

"In that case, fancy a walk through to see what they have to offer?" Yeosang gestures his hand to the market and Wooyoung excitedly nods, unknowingly still holding onto his wrist. 

The blond leads him into the market, stopping at a few food stalls and a few accessory stalls.

“You’d look cute in this,” Wooyoung claims as he lifts a plastic tiara off of the table and onto Yeosang’s head. “See? Like a prince!”

“Come on,” Yeosang scoffs as his face starts to turn red. He pulls the tiara off and places it back onto the table. 

“You’re handsome enough to be one, you know?” 

“Stop,” he grumbles as he pushes Wooyoung’s hand away. He tries to poke Yeosang’s cheek, only to earn another swat. “Let’s see you in one, huh?” 

“Oh, I’d be more than happy to do so,” Wooyoung smirks as he picks one of the tiaras up and places it on his own head. “I’m a pretty little princess, aren’t I?” Wooyoung even takes the extra step in picking up one of the pink hairpins and clipping it into his hair, “Yeosang, aren’t I pretty?” 

Yeosang stares at him with his mouth open, baffled at how far Wooyoung’s willingly taken the gag. “Wow,” he laughs. 

“Yeosangie,” he coos and takes a step closer, “it even lights up!” Wooyoung presses a button on the plastic tiara and the bright LED lights in the pink gem lights up. 

“Oh my god,” Yeosang cringes as he takes a step back. “I’m gonna pretend I don’t know you.”

“But I look so pretty!”

“You can stay here and play with the pretty tiaras. I’m gonna look around to see if I can find something for my mother,” Yeosang chuckles as he takes a step back, which only makes Wooyoung let out another laugh before he puts all of the accessories back down onto the table.

“What does she like? Maybe there’s something here that suits her.” 

“She keeps saying that she likes whatever I give her, but I know that she really likes anything golden.” 

Wooyoung links his arm with Yeosang’s and proceeds to pull him about the place aimlessly. There really isn’t any sort of direction as to where they’re going or what they really want to get, but they stop to see everything. 

The buzz of the market fills both mens’ bodies the longer they spend there and it gives Yeosang the chance to see Wooyoung’s eyes glow in a way that he’s never seen before; a glow that he’s so fucking grateful to see. 

After months of knowing Wooyoung and seeing how he seems to lack any sort of glow; how he just seems to carry himself around the place like his body is some sort of an empty shell without any life in it. 

But now, Yeosang sees life behind Wooyoung’s eyes. 

And it’s fucking beautiful. 

He doesn’t even realise that he’s been staring at the biker for way longer than what is considered normal, but Yeosang doesn’t turn away even when Wooyoung turns to look at him questioningly.

“Got something on my face?” he asks as he raises the sleeve of his coat to wipe at his cheeks; thinking maybe there’s tteokbokki sauce remaining on his face. 

Yeosang shakes his head with a laugh as he raises his own hand to grab onto Wooyoung’s wrist, pulling it down to his side with a fond smile on his face, “you’re beautiful, Wooyoung.” 

Wooyoung’s eyes widen immensely, face turning red and mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Yeosang keeps the smile on his face. 

“W-Wha—”

“I don’t think you realise just how beautiful you look like this,” Yeosang continues.

“Like what?”  

“Happy.”

[atinyreads]

ATEEZ Fic Recommendations

@atinyreads

i may or may not be intending to use this post as a bookmark and masterlist for all of my favorite recent reads :3. ANYWAY… sharing is caring, i NEED all of these masterpieces to get all the love in this world (how can they NOT).

> special thanks to @cafekitsune for the lovely divider 🤍

Hongjoong

The villain by @yourfatherlucifer

sin for me (HJ & SH) by @yourfatherlucifer

be the light (HJ & SH) by @written-in-flowers

devil hongjoong prompt by @bvidzsoo

he’s kinda hot by @ohmyamor

corruption by @ja3hwa

weakness by @yeoblurbs

pride and prejudice by @edenesth

high end by @songmingisthighs

storms by @kpop-fanatic-lover16

Seonghwa

racer seonghwa by @k-hotchoisan

as it was by @starrysvn

ace of spades by @smileydk

and his name was death by @stayteezdreams

expectations by @spinster-sisters

submit by @kpop-fanatic-lover16

crimson white snow by @haosweater

Yunho

fell in love with a pirate by @mi-rae07

my bleeding heart by @honeyhwaaa

irrevocable love by @bvidzsoo

love is a sacrifice by @kpop-fanatic-lover16

Yeosang

prince of hearts by @mi-rae07

song for the dead by @i-luvsang

San

Jigsaw by @horanghaejamjam

not my type by @mother-atiny

sweetest lies by @atxxzist

house of cards by @justwritedreams

city lights by @shinestarhwaa

husband san by @thisthatpinkvenom

absence makes the heartbreak by @bro-atz

moll by @last-words-ofashootingstar

trains and cigarettes by @kpop-fanatic-lover16

Mingi

20 minutes by @yeosbbm

revenge by @mcsalterego

cornflower blue by @last-words-ofashootingstar

ledge by @brrrkdslek

Masquerade by @kpop-fanatic-lover16

Wooyoung

I like red by @starillusion13

wooyoung prompt by @ja3hwa

you smell divine (SH & WY) by @yourfatherlucifer

his by @starrywooyo

elixir of death by @darkphoenix07

since way back by @yeosbbm

dont go to bed angry by @yeosbbm

Jongho

by your side by @miniteezez

OT8

Lost you forever by @starillusion13

outlaw by @staytinyville

shock and awe by @yeeehwa

[jeon-ify]

JEONIFY’s KINKTOBER 2024 MASTERLIST

hi pretties :3 i’m participating in KINKTOBER 2024! i’m preparing way ahead of time because i know i wont have 31 smuts written in the span of a month. i’ll write out my masterlist in order and i hope you’re all looking forward to them !! :) all of these smuts are going to be female reader! if you have any requests, leave them under this post and i’ll definitely add them to the list for the month of october!

please be aware that all of these are NSFW— meaning that all of these works will not be suitable for audiences under the age of 18. trigger warnings include sexual content, mentions of r!pe, su!c!de, smoking, vi0lence, drug use, criminal activity, swearing, etc.

JEON-IFY’s KINKTOBER 2024 MASTERLIST

1. CRY FOR ME - CHOI SAN (dacryphilia | hard!dom san)

2. YOUR EYES - JEONG YUNHO (soft!dom fairy yunho)

3. INTO IT - SONG MINGI (toxic-ex!mingi)

4. TOO MUCH - KANG YEOSANG (mean!yeosang)

5. IN YOUR MOUTH - JUNG WOOYOUNG (throat fucking/dom!wy)

6. PSYCHO BEHAVIOR - KIM HONGJOONG (masked man hj)

7. INMATE 1117 - SONG MINGI (prisoner mingi x psychiatric reader)

8. SLOW DOWN - CHOI JONGHO (masked biker!jongho)

9. I DARE YOU - CHOI JONGHO (mafia leader!jongho)

10. RUN BABY, RUN - PARK SEONGHWA (stalker!seonghwa : based on HAUNTING ADELINE by H.D. CARLTON)

11. CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE? - KANG YEOSANG (dom!reader x sub!yeosang)

12. PACKAGE DEAL - WOOSANGI (mean!dom wy, san, mingi x reader)

13. LIKE YOU’VE SEEN A GHOST - JUNG WOOYOUNG (masked dom!wooyoung x reader)

14. TWIN BITCHES - JEONG YUNHO X SONG MINGI X READER (dom!yungi x sub!reader | CNC)

15. MASK ON, MASK OFF - CHOI SAN (psycho!san x it girl reader)

16. DIFFERENCES - KANG YEOSANG (vampire!yeosang x witch!reader)

17. THERE IT IS - CHOI JONGHO (sub!jongho x dom!femreader)

18. SILVER LIGHT - JUNG WOOYOUNG (dom!wooyoung x sub!san x sub!reader)

19. UNTIL THE BREAK OF DAWN - MINGI X SEONGHWA X YUNHO (dom!seonghwa, dom!mingi, dom!yunho x switch!vampire reader)

20. TWIN SEATER - KIM HONGJOONG (dom!sugardaddy hj x streetracer reader)

21. SHAKE SOME - MATZ (stripper reader x mean!dom matz)

22. LIKE CANDY - PARK SEONGHWA (switch!hwa x switch!reader)

23. MIDNIGHT PSYCHO - KANG YEOSANG (inmate!yeosang x therapist reader)

24. BE THE LIGHT - PARK SEONGHWA (dom!ghost hwa x sub reader)

25. FACELESS - KIM HONGJOONG (faceless man in a dream becomes a reality / dom!hongjoong)

26. I LUV THIS SHIT - SONG MINGI (public sex w/ mingi at a halloween party! x dom!mingi)

27. DADDY LONG LEGS - JEONG YUNHO (dom!reader x spellcaster!yunho)

28. TOKYO DRIFT - CHOI SAN (drag racer!san x schoolgirl reader)

29. SPREAD OUT - OT8 (gang!ateez x pharmacist!reader)

30. PULL ON IT - OT8 (ateez hosts a halloween frat party!)

31. SEX AINT THE ONLY THING ON MY MIND - OT8 (stripper!reader x rich ceos atz)

[bvidzsoo]

Drive to Survive

⫻Formula One Racer!Hongjoong⫻

TW: nothing, except similarities to the 2021 season lol

Word count: 3,2k

A/N: So, I did something, again...*sigh*. This is for you Orsi bestie, I hope it reaches your expectations lol. This is like the 2021 F1 season without the injustice---anyways, I'm not here to get murdered by the F1 fandom, love y'all. Can't believe I wrote a Red Bull driver story, ew lol. Hope you all enjoy, and feedback is appreciated!!

            It had been a gut-wrenching and nerve wrecking season this year’s fight for the championship. At times, I couldn’t help but wonder how Hongjoong was doing it all—keeping his mental health in check and letting loose at times while completely focusing on winning first place as many times as he could, securing himself in the Driver’s Championship. It was truly difficult. The car was very good, everything having ran smoothly after the summer break when a few final adjustments and changes had been done to the automobile, making the Red Bulls the quickest on the grid. However, Kang Yeosang, his biggest rival at the moment sat in an equal machinery, closely following Hongjoong on his tail. Each Grand Prix resulted with the two battling for first position in the driver’s standings, sometimes resulting in disqualifying the other by an incident—or in worst case scenario, by crashing into each other. Watching Hongjoong’s car get almost flipped as it went over Yeosang’s car had been one of the most horrific moments of my life, heart clenching and heartbeat halting as my breath caught in my throat, eyes wide in terror as all I could do was watch my fiancé through the screen of the TV, unable to do anything as I was seated between the mechanics in the Red Bull garage. It was an involuntary action as I jumped up to my feet with a loud gasp, everyone tense around me as we watched Hongjoong’s car glide over Yeosang’s, getting halfway suspended over it. Nobody moved nor breathed. I could see Yeosang moving as the camera zoomed in on them, thankfully he seemed to be fine, the halo around the car having protected his head from anything severe, but Hongjoong still gave no signs of life. I could feel my hands tremble as I looked at the mechanic next to me helplessly, who’s face looked just as worried as mine. And then, there came the shout from someone who stood next to Hongjoong’s engineer, letting us know that Hongjoong spoke on the radio and said that he was fine, slightly sore. Everything that happened afterwards was a blur, my head felt in a haze as Hongjoong was taken to the local hospital for a regular check-up to make sure he suffered no serious injuries. I was rushed to the hospital with him and after he was taken to a private room to rest for a bit, I was finally allowed to see him. I couldn’t help but let out a long sigh and pause in the doorway as Hongjoong was lazily flicking through the TV channels, probably searching for the one broadcasting the Formula One race still on-going. Upon hearing the door open, he turned his head and looked at me, features instantly softening when he saw my face. I couldn’t help but rush up to him and almost fall into his arms as he had opened them, waiting for me to reach him. The tears escaped my eyes involuntarily as I buried my head in Hongjoong’s neck, inhaling his familiar scent mixed with sweat. Hongjoong’s arms wrapped around me tightly and he started rubbing up and down my back, resting his chin on the top of my head.

“I’m alright, don’t cry.” He whispered, voice soft and I sniffed, my body finally relaxing. He was fine, he was holding me in his arms. He was breathing, talking, and hugging me. He was alive, and that’s what mattered, “I’m sorry for scaring you this much. The crash wasn’t as harsh as it seemed on TV, I’ve seen the replays.”

I shook my head and allowed my hand to raise to the back of his head, fingers tangling in his smooth hair, “Hongjoong, it looked horrible. I—I was so scared. I don’t ever again want to see you get into a crash. You have to be more careful, let Yeosang pass if you see he’s being aggressive—”

“That won’t happen, darling, you know I can’t let him pass.” Hongjoong’s voice hardened slightly at the mention of his rival, “If he wants to race hard, then we will race hard, I’m not the one to back down.”

“Look where it got you!” I pulled my head back, eyebrows furrowed as I stared into Hongjoong’s cat-like eyes. His own eyebrows were furrowed but he just sighed, averting his gaze.

“I’m alive, Y/N, it’s all that matters.” I couldn’t help but shudder at his words and Hongjoong noticed, face instantly morphing into regret. I couldn’t even fathom the thought of losing him to a fatal crash. He wouldn’t be the first, nor the last. Formula One was a dangerous sport, and your life was the only one at stake, “Sorry.”

Hongjoong muttered and I just shook my head, letting out a long sigh. He offered me a warm smile as he cupped my cheek and leaned down, pulling my head closer to his. My eyes fluttered close as Hongjoong’s warm lips pressed against mine and he kissed me tenderly, pouring an apology and a promise into the kiss. He was sorry, and he’d be more careful. I could live with that, even if I knew Hongjoong was a ruthless racer, fearless. His driving style set him apart from everyone, sharp in the corners and quick on the straights, not many could catch up to him. His defense was crazy and he always found the impossible spots for overtakes, making them possible, halting everyone’s heartbeats who were cheering for him. He was exceptional, legendary. People knew his name. People loved him and rooted for him. Some people even wanted to be him…or to be with him. But Hongjoong is a humble man, proud of what he has achieved so far and even more hard working and determined to earn more and more. And he is loyal, loving, and caring. Always by my side and on my side, shielding me from blind hatred and senseless drama. He had everything he wanted and needed, many envied him for that. Yet, Hongjoong only had one goal in his mind: win his first Championship. Become the Captain everyone seemed to be calling him, leader of his generation, an icon in motor racing. And all I could do was stand by his side and encourage him, bring him up when he felt like he couldn’t go anymore, comfort him when things went south and most importantly…love him for who he was. I smiled into the kiss as Hongjoong started rubbing my cheek lovingly, reassuring me that he was here and that he wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

            But the game never stops nor does the race, not until the season ends. And today was the final Grand Prix, in Abu Dhabi, the last race which would go down in the history books, often talked about, always remembered. Yeosang and Hongjoong had equal points. However wins tonight, becomes the World Champion. It would be Yeosang’s second, and Hongjoong’s first title. The tension was palpable in the air and everyone in the garage was tense as everything was set up for the race. Hongjoong was placing his weight from one leg to another, jaw clenching and unclenching often. He looked mad, but he was only nervous. I knew him well, I could read him like the back of my hand. He was wearing his dark blue undies, the color specific to the Red Bull Racing team, with his overalls hanging low on his hips, the sleeves tied around it to keep it more in place. His costume was tight fitting, accentuating each muscle and curve of his body, his abs slightly defined by the shirt he was wearing. He had recently dyed his hair a darker purple, but it has faded out and now looked closer to the color of a grape. I watched from distance as he spoke to one of his mechanic’s, eyebrows furrowed and pointing at something on the car. He was frustrated, grip tightening around the Red Bull can he had to drink water from in order to show off the sponsor. The mechanic seemed to be a bit lost and I could see Hongjoong’s frustration morph slowly into irritation and anger, so I decided to step in quickly as I walked up to them. I allowed my hand to sneak up on his shoulder and squeeze lightly in order to get his attention. Hongjoong looked at me from the corner of his eyes before sighing and looking at the mechanic defeated.

“Fine, do as you think is best, but if I lose tonight—know it’s on you.” And then Hongjoong walked off to his PR manager, who was calling for him as he had to do one last interview before the race would start. The mechanic looked rather pale as I looked at him and offered him a small smile.

“He’s just very stressed, he didn’t mean that.” I reassured the mechanic, but it didn’t seem to work so I tried again, “Hongjoong will win tonight.”

“Yeah, he better.” The mechanic muttered before walking off and I went back to my seat, watching Hongjoong again as he spoke to the reporter, still looking irritated but hiding it well with a few charming smiles and light chuckles. I tried to keep it together for him, but I was a nervous wreck. The last three nights have been almost sleepless for the both of us, Hongjoong tossing and turning every few minutes as sleep never caught up with him. I would’ve been able to sleep, but I quickly absorbed his mood and it turned me restless too, leading to a few really bad nights as Hongjoong and I had to sleep in separate rooms, too on edge around each other. There was nothing wrong, it’s just that we were too in tune with each other’s feelings, and if I was feeling anxious it could throw him off his concentration and turn him into a nervous wreck as well, in such dire situation, such thing like that wasn’t allowed. Hongjoong had to fully commit and focus, his eyes set on the prize already. As he finished the interview he quickly pulled on his dark blue overall and zipped it up, headed my way. I smiled at him warmly and he stopped across from me, the high table between our bodies putting a distance between us. He fumbled with his fingers and I knew he didn’t know what to say, he was just in need of a little comfort. So, I reached across the table and held his hand in mine, giving it a reassuring squeeze. No words needed to be exchanged as Hongjoong sighed loudly, Yeosang’s laughter echoing around the garage as he had passed by the Red Bull garage with his engineer and two mechanics. Yeosang seemed to be dealing a lot better with tonight’s stressful Grand Prix, but we paid him no mind as Hongjoong rounded the high table and came closer to me, fingers intertwining with mine. The cold Ruby of my engagement ring pressed into my flesh and I felt Hongjoong play with it, a habit which always seemed to calm him down a bit. I beamed up at him and it made Hongjoong smile as he leaned down, pressing a kiss against my forehead. I sighed in contentment as he pulled back, determination glossing over his eyes. There he was, my little racer.

“I love you.” I whispered to him as Hongjoong smirked, pulling his shoulders back and letting go of my hand. He shook his arms out and cracked his neck, going to the side to stretch as he sent me a flying kiss, making me giggle.

            The loud roaring of men around me deafened me for a few seconds, mouth hung open and eyes wide like two saucers as I stared at the TV screen, my heartbeat probably non-existent at this point. My hands were shaking, my body was shivering, my eyes were filling with tears. My stomach was twisting and despite standing up, my right leg wouldn’t stop bouncing. My arms were thrown behind my head as I gripped onto my nape, biting my lower lip as anxiety coursed through my veins, adrenaline flowing in my bloodstream. All throughout the race it has been a cat and mouse game between Yeosang and Hongjoong. One time one was ahead, then the other, constantly battling for that first place. I couldn’t imagine what Hongjoong was currently feeling, but I knew I was on the brink of passing out. The cheers of the men around me were due to Hongjoong overtaking Yeosang in the second to last corner, having braked later. It was the last lap of the Grand Prix, everything mattered right now. Every little twitch of the wheel, a little slip of the car or of your attention. I couldn’t help but yelp as Yeosang gained advantage on Hongjoong again, the front wing of his car almost bumping into the back of Hongjoong’s as Yeosang drove aggressively, but Hongjoong defended just as fiercely. Hongjoong’s brother was a mess next to me as he kept cursing, their parents clutching each other’s hands as Hongjoong’s mother kept closing her eyes, muttering a prayer every once in a while. His father despite looking composed was shaking worse than me, eyes constantly wide as he gazed up at the big screen of the TV. My breath caught in my throat as Yeosang and Hongjoong took the last turn, Yeosang’s car slightly more ahead in the corner as he Hongjoong miscalculated the turn for some reason, and a collective gasp broke through the garage as Yeosang was now more ahead with his front wing. Nobody moved, nobody said anything as the cars sped towards the finish line, checkered flag waved crazily in the air, everyone excited for the outcome. And then, Yeosang’s car slightly lost its back, but it wasn’t anything vital as he quickly regained control and continued on pushing as if nothing happened. However, this allowed Hongjoong to slightly pass him, his front wing passing Yeosang’s, cars dangerously close side by side as they raced towards the finish line. And there it was, the victory right in front of their hands as they both crossed the finish line, seemingly in the same position, neither more forward nor backward than the other. I felt my body go limp as everyone went quiet, even the commentators, awaiting for the result. The picture came only seconds later, sent in by the race juries, broadcasted upon everyone’s screens as I could hear Hongjoong’s engineer scream into their radio from his place from the pit wall.

“Hongjoong!  You’re World Champion! Kim Hongjoong, you have won!”

And then, everyone screamed and jumped up, female and male voices mixing together as the grandstands broke into a roar of Hongjoong’s name, the fireworks going off and putting an end to this exhausting season. I barely realized, mind in shock and body frozen mid-yelp, as my body was lifted off the ground and I was whirled around as Hongjoong’s brother clutched me, cheering loudly as both of their parents cried. I couldn’t help but follow them, bawling my eyes out as I started laughing, Hongjoong’s brother carefully placing me down as the mechanics and the Red Bull team gathered in a circle and started shouting, hyping themselves up even more. My ears were ringing but I couldn’t really care about that as the TV showed Hongjoong’s car stopping at the finish line, Hongjoong hauling himself out of the car. My feet were moving before my mind could process what was happening, the mechanics ran through the pit and jumped over the fence as they ambushed Hongjoong, cheering and gripping onto him as he struggled to take off his helmet. I stood by the fence, wiping my tears away as Hongjoong’s brother jumped over and offered to help me over as well, his own hands shaking as he took my shaky ones in his. As my feet landed on the ground again, my eyes went to Hongjoong as he was down on his knees, forehead touching his car, body shaking. He was crying, I knew he was crying and it made me cry again as I consciously now walked towards him, his mechanics and team making space for me as I called out his name, my own raspy voice foreign to myself. I haven’t even realized I have screamed so much tonight until now.

“Hongjoong!” I called out again and he was suddenly up on his feet, sobs erupting from his mouth as his body collided against mine harshly as we ran up to each other, his arms caging me against himself in a bear hug, swaying us side to side as he continued sobbing into my neck, my own tears flowing heavier than they have been. All tension lifted from my body as I clutched onto my boyfriend with desperation, finally feeling the well deserved happiness and contentment wash over myself as I squealed, starting to jump up and down, making Hongjoong mirror me. He was laughing as he let out a loud shout of satisfaction, grabbing my thighs and bringing them around his middle as I yelped and held onto him tightly, getting whirled around as Hongjoong shouted loudly. I couldn’t help but laugh and press a messy kiss against his lips, our mouths unable to stop smiling as I felt love, adrenaline, happiness mix together and create an euphoric feeling in my brain and body.

“You’re a fucking World Champion, Kim Hongjoong!” I screamed and he threw his head back and laughed, mouth pulled into a wide smirk as his hands tightened around my thighs, “You are the World Champion!”

Hongjoong let out another deep shout as he swiftly placed me down on the ground and was instantly tackled into a tight hug by his brother then followed by their parents, the four of them huddled together as they celebrated briefly the victory of their beloved Hongjoong. And I couldn’t help but look around and take in the crowd, everyone ecstatic as they watched Hongjoong and the Red Bull team, jumping up and down and chanting his name. Proudness swelled in my chest and I pressed a hand against my heart, taking in a deep breath as I made eye contact with Yeosang, who had the tiniest smile on his lips as he stood to the side, leaning against the fence. His eyes glinted with proudness and he nodded at me with a grin as we made eye contact, making me break out into a huge smile. He knew the feeling, he was in Hongjoong’s shoes last year. It warmed my heart that despite their rivalry, Yeosang could still show some silent support towards Hongjoong. They’ve been racing together since a fragile age, deep down, both of them cared about each other, but in a sport like Formula One, such as friendship on the grid didn’t exist.

“Kim Hongjoong!” I heard the voice of the reporter boom through the speakers loudly, “First time World Champion! Takes the crown and bears its victory!”

And then I found Hongjoong’s eyes again and we grinned at each other as his trophy was carefully passed to him, Hongjoong’s hands clutching it tightly and carefully as if he was afraid anyone would try and take it away from him. But nobody could, because he was Kim Hongjoong, Red Bull Racing driver, first time World Champion. The first obstacle in his long journey had been just conquered, making way for many more to come. For many more victories to commence, happy and painful memories to follow. Kim Hongjoong, the Captain.

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tech pods [03/03]

content: seventeen + ateez x hotel owner! reader, fluff, angst, smut; sci fi au, multiverse au. more info to be updated in individual fics.

summary: when people are traveling multiverse to multiverse, they need somewhere to rest, and that’s where you came in. you prided in giving your guest the best experience they could in your hotel. funnily enough some of them seemed to give you even better experiences.

note: last part of the series yahoo do let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!

[part one: midnight moon hotel] [part two: moonfog inn]

fallen angel! joshua x mechanic! reader [fluff, angst, smut]

joshua was the sweetest, kindest soul you'd ever met. you could not comprehend why he was a fallen angel. he was in your dreams, your fantasies, your thoughts-- you were enamoured by him. the last time you see him, you finally realise why he was a fallen angel.

villain! wonwoo x mechanic! reader [fluff, smut]

you took an interest in wonwoo the moment he walked into your hotel covered in wounds and blood. while dressing his wounds, he tells you his story and from then on, you look forward to seeing him. soon, you both find yourselves wanting to spending longer nights together.

spiderman! vernon x mechanic! reader [fluff, smut]

you’ve met multiple spidermans at your time in the hotel. they came and went quickly, but meeting vernon was refreshing. he was chill, and loved to stay with you. however, the more he came back, the more you found yourself yearning for him to stay longer.

space racer! chan x mechanic! reader [fluff, smut]

chan was a regular at both your workshop and hotel. he came in to get his space bike fixed every other week, sticking around for a while before whizzing off to another race. you enjoyed his company, the way he so obviously flirted, and how easily flustered he got.

edgerunner! yeosang x mechanic! reader

yeosang was quiet, reserved, and liked to sit at the same place every time he came to your hotel. he'd stare out the window, at the moon, and you'd always wonder what he was thinking about. one day, he invites you to sit with him, and you learn more about him than you expected.

body modifier! mingi x mechanic! reader [smut]

you knew mingi thought he was better than you just because he knew how to make body modifications. you only put up with him because he was a paying customer and didn't want to be rude. so when he takes his comments too far, you know you have to show him just what you're made of.

gryffindor! jongho x mechanic! reader [smut]

you had lived many lives, and jongho knew that you were a slytherin in one of them. for some reason, he had a bone to pick with you for that, often coming to taunt or insult you. it was amusing to see since you knew how desperately jongho wanted you to fight back and put him in his place.

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All About You

Pairing: Bike racer! Yeosang x f! reader

Genre: Racer Au, Yandere, Fluff, Angst.

W.C: 5.3k+

Warnings: Contains Yandere Themes (stalking, gaslighting, restraining acts, obsession, forced kiss, hints of kidnapping) illegal racing and using of sleeping pills. Jaemin is an asshole here but don’t hate him, I will gatekeep him after this.

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*under the cut*

“Dude, give me a quick ride to home please.”

“Get the hell out of my way!” Adjusting the helmet on his head, the annoyed face got hidden and the eyes visibly glaring at the opposite pleading boy.

“You never let anyone ride your bike but atleast you can have an exception for me as we are bestfriends for 8 years.”

The grinning boy blocking the way of the biker in every way possible and the accelerating sound was increasing in each turn of the grip. The biker’s gloved hand gripping the handle tightly with the anger building up in him for the annoying boy in front of him.

“Wooyoung, move aside. I told you to stay at home today but still you came here and now you get yourself something to get back home.”

“You are literally on your way back home which is apparently mine too but look at you abandoning a poor child like me on the streets in late night.”

“Stop with your cringey acts.”

“Yaaa please.”

Before the situation could make him lose his mind, he took a swift turn with his bike towards the left. He sped up which didn’t let the other boy a chance to prevent him from leaving.

The biker with some skilled techniques moved past the after-show crowd and the racing zone leaving behind a sulky boy. People who recognized him as the show champion had an admiring look on their face to which Wooyoung just rolled his eyes.

“I will see how long you will not let anyone to ride with you.”

With a growl of an engine, the bike swiftly zoomed out into the darkness of the highway.

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“Jaemin, please go away.”

“Not until you are accepting my offer.”

The said man had blocked your way with his two friends and the narrow alley with no other escape way was not helping your situation.

You gaze shifted to his two friends where one was leaning against his bike, eyes bored into his phone with bright light from the screen making him look like under a spotlight and the other one with a dirty smirk already staring at you. You shot him a glare and with the same expression, your attention turned towards the man in front of you.

“I don’t want to.”

“Why? We are best friends and we understand each other the most then why not? I love you Y/N.”

“Jaemin…Its so easy for you to say you love me and to say the same to others. We are no more friends and I don’t want to involve myself again in your life when you are just going to be an asshole like before.”

Jaemin’s jaw became tensed and he gripped the seat of his bike, nails digging into the leather before turning to his heels to go near to your form. You are feeling alarmed with his dark expression and thinking about all the worst possibilities of the current situation. His presence was only one foot away and his hands moved upward to grip your shoulders tightly to gain your attention on him. You didn’t let yourself to feel scared and entertain him so you returned him a daring look.

“I have left her for you and this time I will get you back no matter what.”

“No, you are not going to do anything stupid.”

He darkly chuckled and gripped your jaw. You were mentally wishing the ground to break apart and swallow him that instance so that you didn’t have to hear his nonsense anymore.

“Why are you not interested on me like other girls? If only I have showed a little bit of affection to any girl from your workplace, they would have been on their knees right now.”

The harshness in his tone was giving you an acute feeling that he was near to lose his mind.

“Then go to those girls. Why are you wasting your time on me?”

“I don’t want them but I want you.”

“Leave my way. Please go away from here. I don’t want to see you.”

You were wiggling in his hold and shouting at him and hoping anyone to hear you, atleast a stray dog should help you.

To your unfortune, not a single living being was there except some abandoned building and towering large trees. You were mentally scolding yourself to take that shortcut for home that late evening but you just wanted to get back home early as it’s not usual to get an early off from your work.

Now, who knew you would stumble on that stupid’s path who was chilling out with his friends after the illegal racing show.

“YA!!!!” A bike suddenly fell down and you could hear Heachan shouting at the person who caused the commotion while putting his phone back in the pocket which was his distraction all these times.

“What the fuck! Who are you and why did you hit his bike?”

You could hear Jeno’s angry voice but not able to see because of Jaemin’s muscular frame towering over you and blocking your way of vision. He was hawking at you for a pleasant reply from you.

“Jaemin, move aside and let me go.”

“No. Let them handle that. I will not let you go until you are accepting me.”

“She is telling you to go away then why are you being so persistent?”

OMG! The voice is so deep and attractive. Jaemin poked his tongue to the side and closed his eyes, clearly pissed off with this new guest. You tried to move away from him when his grip loosened on you but he quickly took a strong grip on your wrist and rolling his eyes, he turned around. You were standing beside him glaring on his hold and then boring your eyes to his side.

“Who are you?”

The centre of all attention was still on the bike and when you looked around, you could see Haechan’s bike lying on the floor, he was glaring towards this new biker and Jeno was looking between his friend and the new comer.

Mockingly, the new biker accelerated his engine and pointed his headlight towards Jaemin to which he shielded his eyes with his other hand. You wiggled under his hold but he held you tighter.

“Let her go.”

“Why will I listen to you? Who the fuck are you?”

The biker turned off the engine and parked the bike and dismounted from it. He took off his helmet and the leather gloved hand raised up to back brush his fluffy black long hairs. He casted a glance towards the other two near the fallen bike and then when he smirked towards them and returned his gaze towards both of you. His eyes travelled towards the grip on your wrist and with slow steps, he approached you.

AND GIRL! Being in such a terrible situation, you are fangirling over this new boy. His full outfit is in leathers and the well fitted attire was complimenting his body structure and you were sure that he had well built muscles under them. The moment he came near to you and then you could see how an angel looking being he is. His eyes were fixed on your hand and when you tried to pull it, he shot a glare towards Jaemin.

“Well, now you know me Jaemin.”

“You? What are you doing here? This is not your area and as far as I know, you had a competition today so just get the hell out of here.”

Letting out a chuckle, he looked around, “I cant see your name anywhere so as of public right I can be here right now.”

Turning towards both of you, he tilted his head with folded hands on his chest, waiting for the asked boy’s reply.

“Shut up. Just leave and let me solve her problem.”

“Her problem is you.”

“You don’t know anything.”

“Really?-”

“Please help me….”

Your pleading voice halted his argument with Jaemin and he casted you a glace, his eyes searching for emotions in your face and when a tear rolled down your eyes. His jaw clenched and he punched Jaemin to which he stumbled back and the grip on your wrist was gone.

“Hey!”

Both Jeno and Haechan ran towards their friend where the biker was maniacally laughing towards them. He signalled you to run behind him but when he saw your hesitation, he quickly pulled you towards him and hid you behind his frame. You were peeking to see how the other three were ready to jump on him.

“What the fuck dude? Are you out of your mind that you just punched him? You might have lost the competition and now you are showing off your frustration on us. You know you are already done when you hit Haechan’s bike.”

Jaemin wiped off his mouth when his other two friends ran beside him and shot the smirking boy a dangerous glare towards his way but he was just smiling in return.

“Jeno….” The way he called the name in a mocking way made you look towards his face as to examine him what he was upto and why he was helping you.

I guess he might be a true angel that he is helping you in that situation! Atleast now you can escape that asshole.

He added, “You know that I never lose anything. Whatever I set my eyes on, I get it no matter how difficult it would. I have my own ways. So, I want to help this girl here and it would be better if you just leave us here.”

“No way. Give her back to me.”

“Nah! She doesn’t want you and she asked me to help her and now I have to.”

“You-“

“Jaimin, stop. Let’s go. Taeyong is calling us back to the mansion right now. We can’t piss him off and even tell him what we were actually doing, he will ban you from coming here.”

 Yeosang titled his head on hearing Jeno’s explanation to his bestfriend and he sent a tight fake smile to them. All three of them glared towards him but he didn’t even pay attention to their deathly glares but he was holding your two hands and softly smiling down to you.

You could hear Haechan’s voice in the background whining for his bike and the others made him quiet and they started their bike and Jaemin was trying to get your attention when he accelerated the engine. You casted a glance towards him and then when he spoke up.

“I will get back to you someday again.”

Your heart was pounding inside on hearing his words but with a squeeze on your hand, you felt assured that this boy might help you again.

Is that even possible?

The three of them moved past you and quickly left the scene.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“Of course for helping me. I don’t know how to escape him but thanks to you for approaching on time otherwise he could have taken me with himself.”

“Is he your boyfriend?”

“No.”

“Its okay. You needed help and to save a pretty girl like you is my duty.” He was staring to your hands which he was firmly holding in his palms.

“Excuse me. I need to leave now as it’s already getting so dark.”

“Do you have a ride to go to your home?”

“Umm….. no …. But I can manage by myself.”

Shaking his head, he started walking towards his bike and mounted it with a swift move. You were in awe with how his movements were like a professional racer. He might be also from illegal racing like Jaemin and his friends because they know each other.

“Please come here and let me take you to your place. I don’t want to leave a pretty one like you to wander around the streets alone at night.”

“Its okay. You don’t have to worry anymore.”

“I insist or I will feel guilty if anything happens to you today. Your day is already going bad on how you met him when you didn’t want to.”

You remained quiet while you looked around the empty and somewhat dark and lonely street to find any excuse but the way that boy was sweetly inviting you for a ride, you couldn’t help but to accept it as he was already so helpful and kind to lend a ride to a stranger.

“oh-okay.”

The ride to your home was quite comfortable as he was trying to not speed up too much to make you scared of the speed of a racing bike and also, he was picking up new interesting topics like about pets, your hobbies and all. Only you were the one who was mentioning about your parts but when you were asking his, the only reply you were given was ‘nothing’. But you got to know one thing that he loves chicken a lot and has a bestfriend with whom he lives.

You told him to drop you off at the turning of your colony but he asked for water so you hesitantly agreed to tell him the exact location as you were not comfortable sharing your address with this stranger. Arriving to your place, you quickly went inside and locked the door to bring a bottle of water along with you to go and meet him at your main gate.

“Here, you can take this.”

“Are you scared of me?”

“Huh? Oh no, its just I don’t know you so….like I cant invite you inside. I’m sorry to treat you like this after you helped me today but-“

“I know. A pretty girl like you should feel like this and you should always be cautious of your surroundings. Anyways, thanks for this Y/N.” he waved the bottle to you.

“ah its okay. This is nothing.” You both laughed lightly but then it hit you how did he know your name. “You know my name?”

“I heard him that time. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”

His face became a bit worried so you just gave him a smile for assurance that he did nothing wrong.

The street in front of your place is quite bright compared to where you both met so when he took off his helmet to drink the water, you noticed how he had a birthmark beside his left eye but still that was not enough to ruin his perfect angelic look with starry eyes.

“No no It’s fine. Just I don’t know your name.”

“Yeosang. Kang Yeosang. Remember my name, you will need to scream it in future.”

“Huh?”

“If you ever go to my shows then for cheering for me, you gotta need it.”

You chuckled on his explanation of the last sentence but quickly smiled hearing that the angel like human had a nice name.

“Thank you yeosang. I owe you for this ride.”

“Can I ask you for one thing?’

You didn’t expect him to reply so fast but you just nodded.

“Can we exchange numbers to become friends?”

“But Yeosang, I don’t know you.”

“You didn’t even know your colleagues before joining the office but you gradually know everything about them.”

“That’s different.”

“We will be same like them but our friendship will be different. Please.”

You hesitated for a moment before casting a glance to him and agreed on his request. You didn’t even know why you were entertaining all his requests but his presence and his attitude towards you was very promising.

You both did your goodbyes to each other and went away in your own way.

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After that you never met jaemin or even if you came across any of his friend’s way then instead of them smirking at you or giving you dirty looks. They avoided your gaze and pretended as if they don’t know you or your presence was not there. Weird. Maybe they have given up on you and Jaemin would not continue his dirty games to get you or make you his friend again.

One day, You got a call from yeosang and invited you on his racing show but you had never been to such shows so you tried to decline his offer but he didn’t let his request to go in vain. He even sent you two tickets for the show to bring a friend along with you if you were feeling uncomfortable going alone. Wow! He is such a thoughtful person.

“Hello! Y/N. So are we going to meet today?”

“Yes, I will reach there on time.”

“I’m looking forward to our first meet.”

You both joked with each other over the call before ending it.

When you reached the show on the day, you could see Yeosang was leaning against a car and his focus was on the phone in his hand. When he looked up, his eyes sparkled to see you but the expression changed a bit on noticing the person beside you, who was your schoolfriend and you requested him to tag along with you as he was also interested in such shows.

The show went pretty much nice. You wished him best of his luck for the race to which he replied, “ I always win what I want.”

After his round, he was sitting beside you and putting up different topics and also explaining you about the show. He didn’t even bother to introduce himself to your friend.

When returning back home, Yeosang again offered you a ride so your friend had to go alone.

Many weeks had passed after the day of the show. You again went to many of his shows where you didn’t anymore need to tag along a friend and Yeosang was also does not like to see your other friends.

He often told you, “I want our friendship to be private. I don’t like when your other friends try to intervene our meets.”

Seeing his cute little pout everytime whenever he complained, so you agreed to go there alone. As you had already became so close friends so you kinda started to feel safe around him.

He started to ask everyday whether you need something or not. He often called you out for friendship dates. Whenever you gave him any excuses to let down his invitation. You would find him from your balcony down waving at you from the side of the street.

So, either two of you end up having movie night at your place or after having dinner to any fancy restaurant, he would take you to his place.

He never tried to cross his boundaries or do something which could offend you. You were quite enjoying his company every day. You never had any close friends like this but you had Jaemin as your bestfriend who suddenly became a dick after you both passed out high school and since then he is no more your old best friend.

You started to share everything with yeosang. He was always there waiting with a soft smile on his face to hear your ramblings.

You sometimes felt bizarre that he liked your miserable conditions when you were disappointed on others and show your weakness towards him. But you brushed off the feeling when you thought he was the only one who would listen to you without any judgements.

With passing days, you were becoming more reliable on yeosang. He always waited outside of your office to pick you and give you a long ride before dropping you at your home. He sometimes stayed at your place when you offered a delicious recipe for the dinner. He even started to come early mornings to take you to your workplace. He sometimes popped out of nowhere if you are hanging out with your friends or you are just wandering around the cities alone.

Sometimes you were feeling of being always watched and him always appearing in front of you started to make you a feel aware that he was always invading your privacy. And maybe that was what he wanted.

Maybe, he was waiting for a perfect chance to show his actual self to you, his actual motive to you. To get you for himself.

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“Yeosang, where is this route going? This is neither to your apartment nor mine.”

He was humming a song and paused on hearing your question. Giving you five seconds of silence, he again started to hum that song which you had recommended him on the first day of your meet. He sped up and to the impact you clutched his leather jacket tightly.

You always loved riding his bike. The cool breeze hit your face and your hairs flow with the wind. The speed make your all worry fly away and you feel like an independent bird wandering around the sky on her own melody.

But this speed was not giving you the but anxiety.

“Please slow down. You are too fast.”

“You don’t know how fast I can be in some other ways.”

“What are you even saying? Slow down.”

You were closing your eyes tightly due to the impact of speed and your grip on his jacket was turning your knuckles white.

Today. Yeosang was a bit too energetic and was treating you too well. He offered you breakfast to your favourite place before reaching your workplace then he invited you to your favourite lunch place during break and after picking you up from the office, you both had your dinner at a luxury restaurant. When you both were returning home, he took a different route and then when you started feel anxious.

Suddenly, he stopped on his track and you bumped to his back. You quickly got down and eyes busy observing the surrounding. The place was quite dark and silent. In front of you was a white mansion and to your surroundings, you could see only bushes and dark voids.

“Yeosang where are we?”

“Home.”

He gripped your hand and pulled you towards the entrance. Your hesitance self and confused mind not getting the hold of the situation properly.

“Where are we going? What is this this place?”

“Hold on Y/N. You will get your answer.”

Reaching the door, he sent you an admiring smile to your way and his eyes sparkling with stars in it. The soft look on his face and his deep voice were just contrasting each other. Similarly, his sweet smile and his tight grip on your wrist contrasted in action.

When he pushed the door open, he quickly closed your eyes with his hands.

“Step forward Y/N. Welcome to my home.”

Your hands moved upward to place it on top of his and your heart beating furiously in the anticipation of danger.

“Yeosang….”

“Yes pretty?”

He let go of his hand and your eyes took a moment to get adjusted to the new environment and then when you noticed the whole living area of the mansion was decorated with your favorite flowers, your pictures and the aroma in the air was your favorite too. In the middle of the room, there was a hanging rolling poster with something written on it. Your slow steps took you close to it while eyes busy observing the surroundings and then you could read.

‘WILL YOU BE MINE Y/N?’

‘I LOVE YOU.’

Your eyes went wide and you turned on your heels to face him. In return, he was smiling at you with admiration and amusement in his eyes.

“What is this yeosang?”

“What? Don’t you like it?”

“Why?”

“I love you Y/N.”

“But I don’t.”

Yeosang’s admiring eyes turned dark and his soft smiling face froze into a serious look. You got scared on his sudden change. His black boots hitting the marble floor echoed around the big silent room decorated with only you.

‘Everything was your favorite. Everything had you in it. Everything was reflecting you. Everything was all about you. Everything was you.’

“Why?”

Now it was his turn asking you for a reply.

“Look this so pretty-“

“Just like you.”

“I liked it-”

“I like you.”

“But I don’t want this-“

“And I want you.”

“Yeosang….”

“Yes, my pretty Y/N?”

His eyes were lost in admiring you and flicking his gaze between your lips and eyes. His grip on your shoulder moved down to hold your hands and he brought them near his lips to give them soft kiss on the knuckles. You tried to retreat your hands but he gave you a dangerous look.

“Let me speak Yeosang. Don’t cut me off. Listen to me.”

“I’m always listening to you.”

“Why are you doing this? To get me? Please don’t get your hopes high like this but am really not interested on these stuffs.”

“Not interested?”

“I never thought about you like this. I always treated you like my close friend whom I considered as my new family. But this. I didn’t expect this from you.”

“I treated you more than that. I treated you as my only one.”

“Yeosang. Everything does not work like that. You have to know other’s feeling as well before confessing something like this. Give them time to know each other. It takes time to develop feelings for others. Maybe sometimes others can’t return you the same feelings in the end.”

“Y/N!”

His demeanor was unreadable when he frustratedly shuffled his thick black hairs. You could see tears pooling in his eyes. You never saw him crying but he did. You were always so vulnerable some days and then his comfort and sweet talk had made you voice out your weariness after having an overwhelming day. Your heart ached on seeing him like that.

“Yeosang…”

“Am I not the one for you? Y-you don’t love me back…. You don’t care about me…Why?”

“Yeosang. Calm down please. Take deep breaths.”

He was hiccupping and choking on his own tears. He was acting weirdly. You were scared with his appearance but still you were trying to ease him. Maybe he cant take rejections well. You would try your best to make him understand and comfort him in such situation.

“I love you Y/N.”

“Yes you love me. I appreciate that you love me but I cant accept your love. I love you too Yeosang but just as a friend. Please try to understand we have nothing in between us.”

You both were sitting on the sofa and your body turned towards him, one hand patting his back and other resting on top of his hand placed on his knee.

“If you really appreciate it then why cant you accept it?”

“I did not mean that.”

“Then what? Was it all lie? You liked everything I did for you. You said I am the only one in your life and No one compares to me. Then why? Where am I lacking behind?”

“I didn’t mean like that.”

He suddenly twisted to your side and cupped your face between his soft hands. Your tears were threating to fall down while seeing him so broken but you had to make him understand that what he was thinking was not appropriate. His teary eyes looking down at you and he gave you a sad smile. You mimicked his action. His thumb brushed your lower lip. Your hands moved upward to grip his wrist softly.

“Please love me Y/N. Please let me show you how much I love you.”

“You have done enough for me. Yeosang, I really loved every moment I had spent with you but this is something I cant accept. Please try to understand.”

“No no you are saying this because I haven’t done enough or you are thinking am not capable of.”

“No. I didn’t-“

“You think I’m only a bike racer and not capable enough for your desires but let me clear you. I’m one of the top 10 wealthiest businessman of this state. I can give you everything. You are special to me. You know one more thing?”

“…..What?”

You were shocked to know that he was a businessman. Its not like you were going to accept him on hearing he was hella rich but you just didn’t expect. Maybe you did a little when you were on your dates with him to various luxury places. But You always accepted him as a best friend in your life but never more than that.

“I even let you ride my bike. Not even once or twice but every time, we went somewhere I took you on a long ride and even today. I never let anyone to ride it as it is my precious last gift from my mother.”

“why me?”

“I knew that day when I saw you, jaemin harassing you on the streets. The way, pleads rolled out from your mouth. Your whimpers when you were wiggling yourself out of his hold and your teary eyes looking at me begging for help. I knew it that you were the one for me and I always need you to be like that to me and under me.”

“What are you saying Yeosang?”

“I am saying that please let me show you how much I love you.”

“No-“

Before you could speak any further, he smashed his lips against yours. His one hand moved from your jaw to back of your head and other holding your hands down. You are trying everything possible to get out of it but your fighting back was nothing against his muscular strong grip. His lips were crashing against you, there was a desperation in the kiss as if he had to prove anything. Well, he had to. He had to prove how much he loves you. But you don’t want it then why?

He bit your lower lip and you gasped when his tongue entered the new space and explored your mouth as if he would suck everything from your inside . His lips shining with mixture of yours and his saliva moved from the lips to jaw and was leaving trailing wet kisses down to your exposed neck due the thin strip a-line dress.

“Please….stop…”

He halted and retreat himself to look at you. Your smudge lipstick to the side of your lips ending on your cheeks. His thumb brushed over the lining of your closed eyes to wipe off the tears.

“Why are you crying?”

“Please…I don’t want this…”

“I don’t want this too. I want us to be happy but not crying like this. I want a family where it will be only you and me and maybe our future little one running around here.”

“No. It cant be possible.”

“Everything is possible if you let it happen.”

Your crying state was suddenly engulfed in a warm hug. You wanted to push him away but his hug had the same comfort like other times. He was soothing your back and kissing on your head. You clutched his jacket and was sobbing. Maybe this could melt his heart and then he would let you go.

“Its okay Y/N. We can do this together.”

“No! There is no you and me together in this world.”

“let me bring you some water and then you can relax and think properly. You are not on your right mind right now.”

“I am thinking everything properly. I’m in my right mind. The only one who is not trying to understand is you.”

Your words were ignored by him when he went into the kitchen to bring you water. You looked around to see your pictures and all the times you both had spent together.

Every smile on the pictures seemed like were mocking at your situation. If only you knew back then the times you were spending with that demon inside an angel, which you were thinking as the most memorable one would turn out as the nightmares of your life.

“here drink this.”

You were drinking the water while looking at some particular pictures.

You didn’t meet him those days.

You never wore that dress outside.

You didn’t go to that place with him.

Then how?

You chugged down the water and placed the glass on the table. With quick steps, you rushed to see every picture on that wall. How come these pictures are here?

“how do you got these pictures?”

“Aren’t you looking pretty? I get what I want.”

“I need to go.”

When you turned on your heels, you felt dizzy. Your vision was getting blurred. You realized someone took a hold of your weak frame and as if you were floating.

“take some rest. It was too much for you. We can continue later.”

“No.”

“Shhh….”

“I..want to…go…Yeosang..”

Your eyes closed and with your lips parted you seemed like you had so much to say, so much to explain but you couldn’t.

“If you go away. I will be lonely again. You will be lonely again.”

He kissed your lips and temple while holding you in bridal style.

“My life is all about you Y/N.”

My Yeosang and Jaemin are really innocent. Please don’t hate them. My two precious angels.😭

[cyberpunkhwx]

So I'm love in love with Yeosang and Seonghwa at the moment. Can I request a Yeosang/Seonghwa threesome smut after the reader gets to see them rehearse their motorcycle scene in the music video Bouncy.

The Racer (and his friend)

Word count: 2k

Pairing: bf!hwa x gf!reader x yeosang

Warnings: smut, fluff, 3some, Racer au, hwa sharing his gf, oral (f-receive), fingering, yeosang's strong ass biceps(yes this is a warning), degerating, praising, they're kinda simps at this point? Lotta compliments, manhandling, being lift up, double penetration, multiple orgasm, dom!hwa, dom!yeo, sub!reader lmk if I missed anything

N/a: Just realised I misread the request abit.. oppsie~ this is an actually Racer au and not just them releasing the racing scene^^

"Baby, there's a race going on tonight, wanna join?"

Your boyfriend was putting on his racing suit, making sure it was tight and secure. The black suit with orange details and lines that matched perfectly with his bike. With a black tee under it.

You give him a thumbs up, as you make your way to your shared bedroom, in your his apartment. You went through your whole closet, trying to pick something to match with him. You finally settle with one og his white sweatshirts and a red skirt, pairing with you to-go black boots. You did the last touched and went out. Where Seonghwa was waiting for you, leaning onto his bike as he held his helmet in one hand, and scrolling on his socials in the other.

He looked gorgeous as always. His black hair styled into a side slick with a few stray of his hair down on his forehead.

He smiled when he saw you, motioning you to come closer as he sat on his bike.

"Here, let me help" He placed the helmet on your head securing it tightly "too tight?" "Just perfect"

After a year of dating, he still treats you like glass. It'd be a lie to say if you were scared of riding with him at the very first times, but not anymore. Not with the way he puts your comfort his number one priority.

You get on the bike and grip on his muscled waist tightly, putting your head on his back and just enjoying the ride.

_

"So there's actually someone I wanted to introduce you to" seonghwa parked his bike nearby, helping you off. "He's kinda new here and we want to make him feel as welcome as possible hmm?" He said guiding you toward the usual café.

"Oh there he is" He waved at a guy sitting alone on a table. He waved back. He had his hair styled in a tiny pony tail, with a few strands on his forehead, maybe abit longer- they came on his eyes. Like seonghwa. Is that a thing for bikers? You thought. you tried not to stare but there was just alot to look at. He had a tight sleeved black shirt on, with his racing suit hanging on his chair. It looked similar to seonghwa's, only abit darker, looking more red than orange. His doe eyes that looked back and forth on you and seonghwa, did not match his huge biceps. You were almost worried it'd tear the shirt.

You walked closer to his table as seonghwa sat on a chair infront of him, motioning you to sit beside him, keeping his hand on the head of your chair.

"Darling, this is Yeosang. The guy I wanted to introduce to you, he is hot isn't he?" He winked as he continued "And this is my girlfriend y/n, she's here to cheer on me tonight" He gave your shoulder a squeeze as he watched you and yeosang shyly nod at each other, mumbling a quite hi and he says "oh man you're lucky, I wish I had a pretty cheering on me" he joked, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Oh mate, she might want to cheer for you on second place hmm? If her pretty heart is feeling kind" He teased, gently rubbing your cheek qith his fingertips, tapping a familiar rhythm on the wooden table with his free hand.

_

Soon it was dark outside and time to race. You sat on the metal sits, as you admired your boyfriend getting ready. "You can do it seonghwa oppa!" You yelled across the way, he looked down as he chuckled, sending you a quick flying kiss before covering his face with the helmet.

You saw him chatting with yeosang and looking at you from time to time, but you shrugged it off, just giving a gentle smile qhwn you made eye contact.

"Racer, ready! 1, 2 , race" yelled the sexy flag lady in the bikini. You always wondering how the hell does she dress like that while you wore, your boyfriends long ass jacket (thanks to his long ass legs) and was still freezing. Does she gets paid well though? Maybe you should also-

The race was over almost as fast as it started. Seonghwa stood as he took out his helmet, doing his famous hair flip as people gathered around him.

You ran toward him to congrat him, and that was when he immediately pulled you into a deep kiss, almost eating you up. He only let go when he ran out of breath. "You, me, my resting room right fucking now" he told a staff to park his bike where it should and take care of it as he dragged you to take care of himself.

"Didn't know you could pop a boner by sitting on a bike, or what you and yeosang talked about was so arousing?" You teased, following after him. "Oh love, we were talking about your tight cunt‌, if your that curious" He said through his teeth, finally reaching the resting room.

"You-what?" You were not expecting this. "Oh darling, you just look so sweet everyone wants a taste. You don't wanna be cruel to his dick and let it explode do you?" He u locked the door, seeing yeosang already sitting there, waiting.

"It's gonna be really fun, babe. Now why don't you give us both a show, hmm?" He hugged your waist from behind, and guiding you toward the lunch table, pressing you on your back. The hanging lamp was almost blinding if it wasn't for seonghwa's large figure shadowing over you.

If you looked abit further up you could see yeosangs figure, smirking at you laying all pretty and sweet on the table, just because your boyfriend told you to.

"Such a good girl, you're show yeosang oppa how whiny you get for me?" It wasn't a question, because right after he finished his sentence, his hands slips down to them hem of your skirt. Yeosang on the other hand started to play with your face, cheeks and finally rested on you lips. You open your lips for him to put them in, luring them good. Seonghwa puts your both legs on his one shoulder to slip down your skirt and let them lay on the ground. He just takes a minute to observe the way you look under him. Your pretty figure laying for him while your cute face is busy paying attention to yeosang.

"Hyung, your babe is so cute" He let's his free arms wonder on the exposed skin of your shoulder and cleavage.

"She so fucking wet too, look at it" your boyfriend, spreader your legs wide with his both hands, slightly lifting your hips for yeosang to have a view of the dark patches on your panties.

You let out a whine at his action. Feeling shy, as if you were just for him to show off.

Seonghwa let your hips back on the table, just for his thumb to start working on your sensetive clit, rubbing on it over the fabric of your panties, just the way you like it. You felt your body shake slightly at the rough sensation, bringing up your knees.

"Yeo, hold her down" He minded no business to you, moving your soaked panties to the side for two long fingers to enter your wet hole, easily moving in and out.

Yeosang, gently moved his finger out of your mouth, you grab your both hands with one of his, holding them next to him and above your head. While his other hand, made its way on your top and bra, taking it off of you, making your boobs bounce down. "Fuck! So pretty" He cages your nipple between his fingers, before grabbing the whole boob and squizing it harshly.

You arch your back, hips squirming away from seonghwa, already feeling hazy with all the hands on you.

Seonghwa's skillful hand followed your hips, not giving you a moment to rest, only speeding up his tempo. "My baby gonna cum for me? Be a good slut and cum, hmm?"

Yeosang dragged your hands further away, locking you in between their bodies,moving his face to take a bite of your other nipple, making you let out a scream.

"Hwa.. close-" "awe hyung, she's already cummin', so sensetive" He bit harsher on your chest, taking it all in his mouth.

"She's my sweet thing. Cum for me baby c'mon"

That's all you heard before feeling your mind go blank. You arch your body, if it was even possible and let seonghwa take all you had in you. His movements slowed down as you came down from your high. Finally opening your eyes to seonghwa admiring your cum on his fingers while yeosang, massaged your arms and body. Seonghwa's fingers make their way again to your hole, fucking your fucking back to you. He spread his fingers inside you, spreading you open as much as you could take.

"Finally loose enough to take us both?"

_

Needless to say you learned alot of things that night. And one of them was that yeosang, defiantly knew how to put his overgrown muscles to use.

You found that out when he helped you sit up on the table. Grabbing your waist and dragging you all the way to his side of the table before lifting you up in second. You let out a scream when he did so, holding you from under your knees spreading your legs wide open for your boyfriend. "So fucking pretty" He murmered, playing with your puffed pussy lips. You squirmed then you realised, in fact, you could not move at all. Yeosang's iron grip held you tight with your hands caged between your body.

Yeosang chuckles at your try. "Oh baby, there won't be any need for you to move, that's why" and then he managed to give you the innocent smile, as if his dick is not right at your opening.

Seonghwa pulled you into a deep kiss placing his hands firmly on your hips while yeosang pushed his tip Inside you, painfully teasing your walls. You felt like you could cum by just that.

Suddenly, seonghwa's hands push you all the way down on yeosang's length, muffing your screams with his mouth. His hands slid down to your dripping hole, pushing a finger next your yeosang. Both you and yeosang moan at the feeling. He let out another finger in, spreading them like he did just before.

"Just loose enough" He whispered in your ear. He held your pussy open, adjusting his tip Inside your hole, slowely pushing inside you.

Hot teats steamed down your cheeks, it was painfully pleasureable. It hurted so much it felt good. You let your head drop on yeosang's shoulder while you adjust to them both basically ripping your pussy.

"Fuck, I can't wait anymore" yeosang growled behind you, gripping tighter on your thighs, starting to thrust brutally inside you, hitting your spot after a few thrusts, breathing heavily behind you. Seonghwa did not fall behind. He matched yeosangs rhythm and they both start to fuck you senseless in matter of a second.

You let out high pitched cries at the thrust up your guts. "Cummin', cummin' ah- I can't take more"

"fuck I'm close too" "me too sweet thing"

You shook harshly for the second time that night, letting yourself go as your felt warm liquid feeling your insides.

The both pulled out and their cum start to drip out of you.

"Uh- uh" yeosang moved you on the table again, laying you flat on your back with your legs held up.

"Not a single drop going to waste, right sweetheart?"

Seonghwa put on your ruined panties on, teasingly pushing on your hole. You glare at him.

"Oka, okay sorry babe" He chuckles, helping you dress up while you lean onto yeosang's warm body resting your sore one, and that's how you let out a yawn before closing your eyes.

"Rest well my love" you couldn't figure out who said that before drifting to dreamland.

[dairyminki]

Inked By Fate - TWO

↬ pairing/s: park seonghwa x fem!reader, choi san x fem!reader ↬ genre: soulmate!au, racers!ateez, rivalry, angst, romance, fluff, pining ↬warning/s: lots of profanities, illegal racing ↬wc: 3.6k ↬a/n: early update (this is where the fun starts)! bcos i might be busy next week hehet. this wasn't proof-read so i'm sorry for the errors if there are. i would also love to hear your thoughts abt the story so far, thanxx!

*reblogs and feedbacks are much appreciated!

・・・・・★

Waking up to the smell of cooked eggs and bacons, you quickly sat up on your bed, brows furrowed.

Is your sense of smell fooling around with you?

Someone's definitely cooking in the kitchen. But who could it be?

Oh no.

What if it's an intruder - making itself at home knowing that you were dead asleep?

If the person sees my tattoos, will that be enough to scare them?

With that thought in mind, you went out of the comfort of your bed and slipped into your fuzzy slippers, praying that whoever was inside your apartment was someone your own size, who you can actually fight, or you'll be dead meat.

On your way, you took the baseball bat that was placed just in front of your room's door. But when you see who was moving inside the kitchen whilst humming to a song, you halt in your steps. It was a guy.

Should I hit him now? or should I wait when he turns around so I could hit him right in the face?

With your hand still raised together with the baseball bat in the air, the person turns around, nearly dropping the plate of newly cooked baconstrips when he flinches.

"Motherfucker, you scared me!"

"Yeosang?!" You exclaimed in disbelief. You stared him up and down. Oh, so that's why you didn't recognize his back like you always would, he's got his hair dyed again - this time it's light ash blonde.

"Yesss, it's me! Now, if you could just...lower that bat down...please?" Yeosang asks gently, not wanting to anger you further because of his sudden appearance inside your humble abode.

"Oh, right. Sorry." You smiled sheepishly. You put back the bat to its original place, then came back to the kitchen to join the latter for breakfast.

He didn't burn the kitchen this time. Wow, Jia must've rubbed off her cooking skills on him.

You wait for Yeosang to fill your plate with food, before you straighten up on your seat, arms-crossed.

"Now, why are you here dear brother?"

Yeosang looks up from his plate, raising his perfectly sculpted eyebrow at you. "What? I can't visit my own sister now?"

You scoffed at this. "Sure. But just so you know, this is so out of the blue, Kang Yeosang. If I remember clearly, I haven't seen your face for like what? Two years? So why now?" This time, it was your turn to raise an eyebrow at him, suspicious at his sudden actions.

Yeosang continues munching on his food first, before he places down his fork, sighing. "Okay, okay. You got me!"

With a triumphant smile, you leaned on the table, your elbow rested on top as you propped your chin on your palm.

"Jia told you, didn't she?" You muse, looking at him dead in the eye, which sooner turned into a staring battle between the two of you.

Of course, Yeosang lost.

"Ugh, she told me not to tell you this though. But you're a smart bitch so I guess it's not my fault." He shrugs, but you know yourself that your brother's going to have a scolding from his girlfriend later.

Yes, Jia is Yeosang's girlfriend. What a small world right?

"Well, thank you dipshit." You fire back, grinning, but he just rolled his eyes at you. And then he turns serious.

"Also, to answer your question, yes, Jia told me." He says, eyes now looking solemn. "But seriously? Eight tattoos in a week? What is your soulmate? A masochist?" Yeosang huffs, to which you just glared at.

"Yeo, my soulmate doesn't know." You said sharply. Wanting to prove a point to him.

"Sure, they don't. But that doesn't change the fact that you're always in pain because of that piece of shit."

"Yeo, tone down your language!" You hiss.

"Fine!" He exclaims.

Soon the table was filled with a tense silence, neither of you chose to look at each other, blood boiling because of different reasons.

You know that Yeosang is just protective of you, his only sister, his only family left. But it doesn't mean he can go around and curse your soulmate like that, your soulmate is still your other half.

"Alright, I'm sorry Y/N." Yeosang breaks the silence first. Your brother isn't really one who is fond of doing apologies first, given his high-walled ego. So you just nod.

"Look at me, though." Yeosang pleads, and without looking, you know he's already sporting that pouty face of his.

Imagining him looking silly, far from his usual cold and cocky facade, you break into a smile.

"Now, that's what I like." You heard him say and when you looked at him he was already smiling at you.

"Okay, so as I was saying, Jia told me about your sufferings, and it pains her to always see you like that, so..."

"So?" You repeat, raising one of your brows.

"She asked me to convince you to take a break from the flower shop first."

"Break? You know I can't do that, Yeo." You pout, just imagining how boring your life will be if you'll just spend the rest of the following days inside your apartment, probably just repeating the same routine. Wake up, eat, sleep, and repeat.

Working in the flower shop was the only thing that you looked forward to, and now you're asked to take a break?

Was it because you accidentally forgot to wear a shirt that was long enough to cover your tattoos? Did it scare a customer and they end up telling Jia about it?

Before you knew it, you were already overthinking, luckily though, Yeosang was quick to notice it and eventually snapped you out of it.

"Y/N, Jia has the purest intentions, believe me. You didn't do anything wrong, okay? We just want what's best for you." Yeosang reassures you, stroking your cheek gently. You leaned into his touch, nodding your head.

"Alright, I'll take a break..."

"Good. Then you better be ready tomorrow because I'm picking you up." He states, making you move away from him to look at him in the face.

"And where exactly are you taking me?"

"Weren't you curious about where I work? I'm bringing you there tomorrow." Yeosang smirks.

You don't know why, but you feel like this will be a bad idea, but at the same time, you were kind of excited?

"Yeosang?" You say, uneasiness slowly creeping into your system.

"Relax, it's nothing that illegal-well, who am I kidding? Of course it's illegal - anyway, I assure you it'll be fun!" He chuckles, relishing in the idea of finally bringing you to see his world.

But say what - did he just say illegal?!

"Kang Yeosang I swear-"

"Oh trust me, you'll love it dear sister."

・・・・・★

"You work at a club?" You turn to your brother who's behind the steering wheel of his red chevrolet camaro.

Yeosang merely shakes his head, then the car slows down, his side of the window rolls down, and the next thing you knew, he was talking to a buff guy, who seems like a bouncer to you.

You see the buff guy throw you a look before he tells you to reach out your hand.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Just reach out your hand, Y/N." Yeosang tells you, and you do oblige, because the guy outside the window is scaring the shit out of you already.

The guy straps a leather band on your wrist, and just like that, he was out of your sight, and the camaro was rolling back on its wheels.

Although confused, your mouth opens in awe when you realize you weren't headed for the luxurious club. Instead, a passageway opens just at the side and Yeosang has led the car through it.

So now you're like inside of a tunnel, a tunnel that felt endless as Yeosang drove. But then you see it.

The lights.

And then you hear noises.

And that's when you see the big silver ass of a sign.

KQ-STRIP

"Y-Yeosang?" You mutter, your eyes never leaving the sign.

"Hmm?"

"Where are we?"

You hear your brother chuckle before you look at him, only to see him wearing that devious of a smirk on his face.

"Welcome to the world of underground racing, sister."

・・・・・★

When Yeosang said his job is illegal, you totally didn't expect to find yourself standing inside the walls of an underground racing facility.

Seriously? Illegal speed racing?? This is what he does for a living? Can you even consider it as a job, when it's more of like a dangerous hobby?

Still, you know your brother gets paid tons for this shit, seeing how the place looks so unrealistically expensive, so you're just gonna shut your mouth like the good sister you are.

"Does Jia know?" Is the first thing you asked him when the two of you walked further into the venue where you could already see the racing track and the expensive looking cars all scattered around.

"Of course she does. You know that I could never lie to that woman."

"You've got a point there." You say and then you let your eyes wander around.

The place was filled with people, either walking inside the area, or up in the bleachers. Some were even holding huge placards with what you presume were the racers' names. The place was humongous, lots of varying lights brightened up the race track.

Are you perhaps...dreaming?

Because there's no way something like this exists? And you only knew of it like, now??

Where on earth was Yeosang wandering that made him able to discover this place?

"If you've got questions, go ask now." Yeosang tells you.

You have lots of questions in mind, but you don't know what or how to start. This information for just one night is too overwhelming, it almost made you speechless.

"Have the authorities found out about this place? Or like, did you get arrested once?"

You admit this place might be considered close to utopia for some, but you can't also deny the fact that this, whatever this shit your brother is doing is illegal. Not to mention, the potential harm it can cause to everyone involved with it. To think he managed to bring you here...in his world...should you be scared?

Yeosang did say he wanted you to take a break and that he wanted what's best for you. So is this the solution to that? When this whole thing is close to giving you anxiety? That any minute now, a police might barge into the place and then-

"Kang Y/N!" Yeosang spoke with so much power in his voice that it was enough to bring you back to reality.

"You're doing it again, you're overthinking." He says, gently this time.

Yeosang moves closer, gripping his hands on both sides of your shoulders, looking you in the eye. "I promise you, you need not worry. I wouldn't bring my precious sister here if I knew it wasn't safe enough for her."

"Endangering you is the last thing I would ever do." Yeosang tells you, and it was enough of a reassurance.

Right, when has Yeosang ever broken your trust? Never. Though the two of you fight like cats and dogs every single damn time. But yes, you trust him.

"Plus, not to brag, but our higher officials have never ever slipped even once. The reason why KQ-STRIP has been underground for almost a decade." At that he's back to his cocky self, and you had every urge to roll your eyes at him, but you don't.

At a distance, you hear screeching tire noises, and then three cars; green, blue, and orange come into view, pulling up beside your brother's red camaro.

"Ah, speaking of them devils. They're here." Yeosang clasps his hands. You turn to him, puzzled, but he just loops his arm with yours and drags you with him to the three newly arrived vibrant looking cars.

At that moment, the three drivers went out, and you had to suck in a breath. The first one was tall with black hair, he had soft facial features but he screamed manly, nonetheless.

Meanwhile, the owner of the green car had light brown hair, slicked back, and had dark glasses on. Just like the first, he was tall.

Lastly, the owner of the blue car steps out, and unlike the two towers, he was smaller, even a tad smaller than your brother.

Despite his height though, he displayed the same cockiness as Yeosang and had platinum blonde hair, with some fringes dropping to his forehead.

They were gorgeous alright.

As if Yeosang knew what you were thinking, he nudged you ever so lightly.

"They're my friends, and no you're not hitting on any of them."

"I wasn't planning to." You grit your teeth. They're gorgeous, yes, you give them that. But you're loyal to your soulmate alright?

"Well, well, who do we have here?" The short one says, examining you up and down.

Tonight you wore a black leather jacket just like your brother and the rest of these guys. Yeosang told you it's a part of the dress code.

"Hongjoong hyung, this is my sister, Kang Y/N."

"Sister you say? She's pretty!" The one with the black hair exclaims, then he sends you a warm smile, enough to make your insides all fluttery.

"And hot!" The one with the glasses adds, whistling. Of course, you had to look away to hide the blush on your cheeks. "Well, thank you." You say quietly.

"Mingi, I didn't bring her here for you to hit on." Yeosang glares at the taller man.

"Alright, alright. Geez, I was just merely giving her a compliment." Mingi defends himself, and when he catches you looking at him, he sends you a wink.

And now, the other tall male was hitting him, telling him to tone down his flirty antics.

Then you hear someone cough.

"I'm sorry about them, they can be pretty handful sometimes. Anyway, I'm Kim Hongjoong." The blonde introduces himself, and offers his gloved hand in front of you.

You were about to accept his hand when another hand came into sight, pushing the former away.

"And I'm Yunho, Jeong Yunho!" He says, catching you off guard.

"It's nice to meet you, Yunho." You say, chuckling, as you shook his hand.

"The disrespect." Hongjoong mutters at the side, but then he turns to your brother.

"Why bring her this time, Sang?" He questions.

"Dunno. Just thought this would be a perfect place for her to have her break and distract her for the time being. Plus, she would be able to see her handsome brother at work." Yeosang says, winking at you.

"Ooh, ooh! Does that mean you'll bring her the following nights too?" Mingi chirps in, looking expectantly at your brother.

"Well, I guess? If she ends up liking it here. Then why not?" Yeosang shrugs.

Then as if something in you shifted, your focus wasn't on their conversation anymore, your system feeling like it's burning with anticipation and excitement...?

Because just at that moment, three other cars entered the scene, all black in color.

And when the first car door opens, revealing a tall man, clad in all black from head to toe, your breath hitches and you can't find it in you to look away. Even when his eyes met yours for a brief second and then turned his back.

You tug your brother's sleeve, whispering, "Yeosang...who is that?"

"Oh. That's...that's Park Seonghwa. And he's someone you shouldn't go near to Y/N."

・・・・・★

"Why?"

"Because he's the King, the King of the tracks. And he shouldn't be messed with." Yeosang supplies, and then Yunho suddenly appears behind you two, saying, "But you can mess with his two friends, they're nice and funny! On a second thought- no, they could break your heart if you get too attached with them."

"Also Inferno is our rival, therefore they're not a friend, but a foe." It was Hongjoong who spoke this time.

Inferno?

"What do you mean by Infer-" Before you could even finish your sentence, Yeosang cuts you off, grabbing a hold of your wrist. "That's enough info for the night, so why don't we just go and-"

"Elysium, my friends!" A voice cuts through the air, halting you and your brother in your tracks.

"Piece of shit." Yeosang grumbles under his breath, and the two of you turn around only to see three males clad in black approaching you and Yeosang's friend group.

The way they carried themselves screams confidence with a slight arrogance in their steps.

The guy in the middle was smiling and the other on his left was smirking, his gaze falling on your figure, while the one on the right- the tall man you saw earlier- Park Seonghwa - was wearing a blank face, stray strands of his midnight black hair fell on the other side of his face.

Then your wrist begins to itch. When you look at it, it's exactly on your soulmate mark.

"Oh, and who is this?" The same high-pitched voice speaks, and you look up to see the three of them looking at you while Yeosang was glaring at them, his hand still gripping your other wrist tightly.

"None of your damn business." Yeosang says through gritted teeth, making the latter laugh.

"You're so funny Kang. I haven't even done anything, yet." He says much to his amusement on seeing your brother steaming in anger.

"What's your business, Inferno?" Hongjoong speaks up this time, his voice calm and collected, as well as his face, so unlike your brother who's close to bursting.

You know Yeosang is protective, but not this protective. Then that just means that Inferno guys are really bad, bad.

"What's her name? Is she Yeosang's sister?" The same guy speaks, shamelessly checking you up and down. He's really talking like you're not here, huh? How rude. You're starting to not like him already.

So you speak up.

"That's right, I am. Got any problem with that?" You raise an eyebrow at him as you step forward, crossing your arms.

"Ooh, feisty." You hear Mingi say from the side, but Yunho was quick to shush him.

The guy in front of you laughs, and that's when you notice that his hair's colored half black and then blonde underneath at the back. What a bold choice of color, and it seems like his personality is too.

"You're just like your brother. But oh gosh, where are my manners? My name is Jung Wooyoung, and you are?" Wooyoung offers his hand in front of you, like a gentleman.

"I'm Kang Y/N."

"It's nice to meet you Y/N-ie." He says, catching you off guard. So you're on a nickname basis now? This guy is surely something.

Then he turns to the others behind him and introduces them.

"This guy here is-"

"I'm Choi San." The guy with the black hair and striking green streaks steps forward and kisses the back of your hand.

You hear Yeosang gasp. "Oh you did not jus-" Hongjoong and the others calmed him down, holding him in place, while Choi San merely smirks. Then he goes back to his place.

Wooyoung laughs again, then turns to the almost stone-cold like person on his other side.

His face was void of any emotions.

And you don't like it.

"This is our Seonghwa-hyung." Wooyoung introduces him. The said male just looks at you for a brief second, nodding his head in acknowledgement and says nothing.

While the others showed interest in you, he didn't. And it sparked up an unknown flame inside of you.

You're suddenly irritated.

So you turn your back and walk away.

"Hey, wait up!" Yeosang says, trying to catch up with you.

His friends followed suit. Mingi, questioning you first. "Why'd you walk away, angel?"

You don't answer him though. Instead, you ask, "When's the race starting Yeo? I'm about to get bored just walking around here." And talking to some jerk, who doesn't give a fuck about your existence.

Why are you so pressed anyway? Why are you so worked up over Seonghwa not giving you even the slightest interest?

Also what a perfect timing for your wrist to itch - the cherry on top, to your flaming annoyance.

"How about you three, including Mingi, go find seats, while me and Yunho go get ready for tonight's match?" Hongjoong proposes. And so the five of you separate.

・・・・・★

The race was already starting, one of the competitors being; Hongjoong and Yunho from Elysium; which you just found out to be the name of Yeosang's gang, and Wooyoung and Seonghwa from Inferno.

You like cars, you're okay with watching races, but tonight, you just can't help but keep sending glares on the innocent race track, plus your wrist was still itching for who knows what reason.

So you decided to excuse yourself and told Yeosang that you'll go to the comfort room, and thank god you were good with directions cause you immediately found it.

After doing your business and washing your hands, you head out, only to squeak when you find a familiar male leaning by the doorway.

"San?" You say, unsure, because he had his head hung low. But when he looks up, it indeed is him.

"Oh, I see, you're finished." Unlike his smirk earlier, he's sporting a dimpled smile.

"Yes…? But what are you doing here?" You ask, looking at him and then at the sign on top of you that clearly says 'female'.

"Waiting for you of course. What else?"

Okay? He's very straightforward.

"But why?"

He removes himself from the wall and faces you, both of his hands placed inside of his pockets.

He leans in up to a point where it was almost uncomfortable, but surprisingly it wasn't uncomfortable for you in the slightest. In fact you even close your eyes.

Then he speaks, his breath hovering over your lips, his fingers brushing away some of the fringes from your face.

"If I asked you to go on a late night drive with me, would you go?"

You opened your eyes and found yourself staring back in his dark brown eyes, so deep that it made you weak.

And when your knees gave up on you, San was quick to hold you by the waist and steady you.

After a few seconds, you mutter in a soft voice, "Yes, I'd go with you."

・・・・・★

taglist: @rockstarsanie @purple-bell @huachengsbestie01 @ellelabelle @annacroft23114 @sallymurda @http-gyu

↬ IBF MASTERLIST ↬ ATEEZ MASTERLIST

[livsateez]

drift king (street racer!yeosang x reader)

drifting came to yeosang as naturally as breathing. the sound of the tires dragging against the ground sounded like music to him.

yeosang thought his life was complete just being known as d.k — drift king. that was, until he had seen you at a race and decided he needed you in the passenger seat.

it had been any other night for yeosang, hanging around in the old parking garage with harsh lighting, waiting for the next person to try to take the drift king title. men and women alike came from all over just to try to beat him. he had seen so many people at his races, people’s faces started blending together. he never gave anyone more than a second’s glance, until you.

he knew for a fact he had never seen you before, he would’ve remembered someone as beautiful as you. he watched as you looked around the garage, you looked like you felt out of place — like this wasn’t your ‘normal scene’. he was about to walk over to you but he felt someone grab his shoulder.

“okay yeo, i have your nex—”

“who’s that?” yeosang cut wooyoung off, nodding slightly in your direction.

“her? that’s y/n, san’s friend. speaking of sa—”

“yeah, yeah that’s nice.” yeosang trailed off and headed towards you.

he watched as you leaned against a car and looked around as if trying to find someone. you pulled out your phone, and quickly put it away after realizing the garage had terrible service. you ran a hand through your hair and looked around again, searching for san. yeosang could tell everything around you was making you uneasy.

“hey, are you okay?” you jumped slightly, not expecting anyone to walk up to you, let alone talk to you.

“sorry, i didn’t mean to scare you. you just seem a little nervous, i wanted to make sure you were alright.” he offered you a small smile. he seemed genuine to you, unlike the people san usually went against.

“yeah, i’m okay. i just lost track of my friend, and apparently he’s up next but he’s no where to be found.” you looked around the sea of people again, san still no where in sight. with that, you let out a sigh.

“maybe i can help you look for him.” you shook your head at the offer.

“it’s okay, to be honest i’d rather stay here. it’s easier to wait for san to come back from his nonsense rather than go look for him. for all i know he’s on the other side of the city and i’m expected to drive this death trap home.” yeosang laughed at that. even though he had just met you, the thought of you driving san’s nissan 350z was amusing to him.

“i’m sure he didn’t leave you here, but if you want, i can keep you company until he comes back.” he leans on the car, now standing next to you. you smiled up at him, thanking him silently.

“i’m y/n by the way,” he smiles back at you.

“i’m ye—”

“d.k! you’re up man, let’s go!” wooyoung’s voice echoed from across the garage as san finally appeared from around the corner.

“y/n i know i left you alone, i’m sorry. i’ll make it up to you i swear!” san says and sees yeosang next you.

“i walk away for 5 minutes and d.k comes to take my good luck charm away?” san laughs as you rolls your eyes.

“relax san, he was just trying to be nice,” you turn back to yeosang. “i didn’t get your name.”

yeosang looked over at wooyoung, who was rushing him to get back to his car.

“i’ll tell you after i beat your friend real quick,” and with that, he headed back to his car.

to say yeosang beat san was an understatement. you had never seen anything like it. you followed the crowd of people to the garage’s roof the second both cars peeled off, and it felt like by the time everyone got up there, yeosang was waiting for san to finally show up. everyone crowded around yeosang and wooyoung, singing praises to yeosang and giving wooyoung money they owed after betting on san. you however, stayed back, standing with san and inspecting the damage on his rear bumper that he gained during the race.

yeosang pushed through the sea of people to walk towards the two of you, he noticed you cock your head to the side and heard you say—

“i mean if you don’t stare too long it’s really not that bad!” san looked at you in disbelief.

“not that bad? i nearly tore the bumper off the car!”

san looked up to see yeosang walking over and scoffed.

“you come over here to gloat?” you hit his shoulder lightly and rolled your eyes. san looked at you confused.

“be nice.” you told him quietly, and looked at yeosang. “sorry, he’s a sore loser sometimes.”

“no worries. i actually came over to say you did good, you almost had me. you had me worried for a second, i’m not gonna lie. when you get that bumper fixed, you should come back.” yeosang held out a hand for san to shake, and to your surprise — he did.

“oh. thanks man, i appreciate it. i’ll definitely be back,” san looked behind yeosang and saw someone waving him over then looked at you.

“i’ll be back, you gonna be okay?” you nodded.

“i’m fine, go do your thing. i’ll be here,” san nodded and walked off, leaving you alone with yeosang.

“well, you beat my friend. do i get to know your name now?” yeosang let out a soft chuckle.

“i’m yeosang. sorry about running off earlier.”

“it’s okay, things happen,” you shrugged.

you two kept talking for a while, and you silently thanked san for taking a long time to come back as you found yourself finally enjoying your time at one of his races. after about fifteen minutes of talking, yeosang noticed the roof of the garage starting to clear out seeing as the next race was about to start.

“you wanna go for a ride?” he asked, feeling maybe a little too bold.

“you don’t have another race?”

“i can skip one, it’ll be alright.” he held his hand out for you to take. you held his hand in yours, interlocking your fingers.

“lead the way.”

[bro-atz]

hello my lovelies i got a question for my f1 babes (or atiny in general) bc im watching the saudi arabia gp screaming my ass off and also lowkey thirsting for san's thickass neck but

san isn't an option bc he's automatically a racer nd joong and wooyo are 100% engineers (but if you can convince me otherwise i'll consider it)

this may be for science, this may be for a ff i'm working on, who's to say ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[sageandlily]

September 2023 Favourite Reads (Ateez edition)

🍁 Hi! September suprisingly ended quite fast and here are my fanfic recs that i have been spend reading for last month. I wish that both the stories and the writers (who are amazing, beautiful and talented!) gets more recognition and appreciation. Speaking of appreciation, i wanted to apologize to the writers for rarely engaging in the fic (reblog/comment) bcs quite frankly, i'm a bit shy to reaching out but started from now, i'll try my best to engage with you all😁🧡.

🍁Also if you have any fics recs or wanted to promote your own story then don't be shy to interact with this post (reblog/reply/whatever you want)!

(sorry for the grammar error, english is my 3rd language so sometimes my brain was a bit fuzzy on how some sentences supposed to be written😵‍💫)

The Crown Prince (San x reader) by @atxxzist

As a sucker for kingdom and fantasy story setting, this one immediately caught me by just the summary.

Room With A View (Yeosang x reader) by @stayteezdreams

This fic just radiates warmth and i wish somebody would throw me a letter in paper plane 🥹

Butterflies (🔞Mingi x reader) by @hwaslayer

This is just so homey and super cute. Also, i believe that Mingi in real life would act like that towards his daughter (if he decided to have one)

The Champion (San x reader) by @daybreakx

Ateez x Harry Potter fic?? please sign me up real quick! bcs without a blink, i'd read it. Also, slytherin San as triwizard champions?? pheww😮‍💨

Inception *on going* (🔞Poly!OT8 Ateez x reader) by @remedyx

I was so immersed by the story to the point that i created a moodboard for the worldbuilding. Any kingdom based story with dragon in it will always catch my attention quickly. Please check this one out!

Wonderwall *on going* (🔞Poly!OT8 Ateez x reader) by @atzfilm

The author is one of my fav ateez fanfic author here in tumblr so when i saw that they wrote a new story, i immediately check it out and ofc i'm in love with the way the story was written. Can't wait for the new chapter update! (also Soobin😭)

Siren's Spell *on going* (🔞Wooyoung x reader) by @spooo00oky

I accidentally found this fic in my for you page and i got hooked. I love how every character was written and how easy it is to get immersed in the worldbuilding. I love Wooyoung so much and i can't wait to see how their story continue

Project D (🔞Hongjoong x reader, Yunho x reader) by @setsugekka

If you like street racer, bad boy, rollercoater dynamic between reader and both men?? then please read this one. I have no words to describe it but it was sooo good! must read!

Stay (🔞Yeosang x reader) by @sorryimananti-romantic

Archer Yeosang?? princess reader?? count me in immediately!! i just love the dynamic between them. This fic genuinely made me feel a lot of emotions and now i wish i could encounter Yeosang while i'm out in the wood irl

Thank you for checking this post and i hope that i could make post like this every month until 2023 end. See you🧡

[eoos]

MASTERLIST REC.

it’ATEEZ☾

(none of these fics were written by me, all credits go to the authors)

OT8

☞ The Buccanneer Queen (by @harmonie-writes) genre : fantasy pirate au, future romance

☞ To be Human (by @rainy-bangbeom) genre : fantasy!au, pirate!au, angst, fluff

☞ Promise (by @dyingisanadventure) genre : pirate au, angst, fantasy 

☞ in love and lore  (by @shadowynn) genre : fantasy, daemon, soulmate au

☞ Be The Light (by @hoonieversed) genre : dystopian au, angst, some fluff, based off of ateez’s lore

☞ All About You (by @hoonieversed) genre : idolverse!au, smau, soulmate au, slice of life, fluff, humor, angst

☞ mists of celeste (by @hongism) genre : space au, pirate au, space pirate!ateez, angst, eventual smut

☞ ateez as dads (by @kisshwa) genre : dad!ateez x mom!reader, texts, suggestive, fluff 

SEONGHWA

☞ animal crossing (by @kyufessions) genre : domestic fluff 

☞ royal library. (by @nczennie) genre : royalty au, angst, fluff, smut 

☞ Background Music (by @alotofteez) genre : fluff, college!au, coffee shop!au

☞ Properly (by @tenelkadjowrites) genre : smut, one shot, best friends to lovers

☞ Love From Italy (by @atinytinaa) genre : fluff, love at first sight, strangers to lovers

☞ Home (by @hwalloween) genre : smut, angst, fluff

☞ anorgasmia (by @vngelgyu) genre : smut, fluff

☞ paradigm (by @yoongiseesawmp3) genre : smut, bartender!seonghwa x bartender!reader

☞ fuel lines (by @chaseatinydream) genre : street racer au, cyberpunk dystopian, mildly suggestive

☞ This world (by @hwaightme) genre : romance, fluff, action, smut, strangers to lovers, slight enemies to lovers, slight angst, comedy 

☞ How we live in Tokyo (by @yeoslattes) genre : smut, TFATF: tokyo drift au

HONGJOONG

☞ Stalemate (by @ja3hwa) genre :  suggestive, fluff, adventure, pirate!hongjoong x pirate!reader

☞ to you, 2000 years from now. (by @paradiqms) genre : angst, captain!hongjoong x royalty!reader, mentions of death, fluff, fantasy setting, strangers to lovers to enemies to...?  

☞ Your fan, Hongjoong (by @hwaightme) genre : romance, fluff, mutual pining 

☞ Coming Home (by @mia-tiny) genre : smut, estranged friends to lovers

☞ Horizon (by pxedpiper) genre : pirate au 

☞ i love you to death. but why do i have to love you when i already died ? (by @songmingisthighs)  genre : reaper/devil!hongjoong × reader, angst

☞ Tell Me To Stop (by @tenelkadjowrites) genre : smut, one shot, best friends to lovers

☞ deal (by @hongism) genre : fluff, smut/nsfw

☞ wildflower (by @jumilkies) genre : artist!hongjoong x florist!reader, soulmate au, strangers to lovers au, fluff  

☞ steeeam! (by @feltednettles) genre : fluff, coffee shop au, college au, slice of life, smau 

☞ Change of Plans (by @stayteezdreams​) genre : strangers to lovers, fluff

☞ Wanbelyn (by songmingisthighs) genre : neurosurgeon!hongjoong × nurse!reader, comedy, angst

YUNHO

☞ this night together (by @honeyhotteoks) genre : smut, abo/omegaverse, angst, fluff, romance, polyamory (ft. mingi)

☞ Your fan, Yunho (by @hwaightme) genre : idol!yunho x game developer!reader, fluff, slice of life, opposites attract, serendipity

☞ Algedonic (by @songmingisthighs) genre : soulmate!yunho × reader

☞ Perhaps love (by @feltednettles) genre : platonic!kpop idols x reader, yunho x reader is a romance subplot 

☞ just between friends (by @honeyhotteoks) genre : smut (ft. mingi)

☞ in this sweet flow (by @hongism) genre : smut

☞ Wrong Answer (by @essenteez) genre : angst, smut 

☞ Muse (by @yunholuvrr) genre : smut, model!yunho, fashion designer!hongjoong, photographer!reader

☞ Guerilla (by @sorryimananti-romantic) genre: serialkiller!dr.yunho x writer!reader, angst, fluff, suggestive, violence 

YEOSANG

☞ Otana Blue (by @last-words-ofashootingstar) genre : yandere, college!au, angst

☞ The Roommate Agreement (by @ateezreactionsandscenarios) genre : slice of life, angst

☞ Longing (by @sxcret-garden) genre : fluff, soft smut, mutual pining, friends to lovers, college au

☞ Happy Birthday (by @atiny-moon) genre : fluff, soft smut

SAN

☞ The sound of our tied souls (by @jaehunnyy) genre : soulmate!au, rockstar!au, kinda enemies-to-lovers, slight angst, fluff

☞ Soggy Cereal (by @mingtinys) genre : college roommates!au, friends to lovers, fluff, valentines day

☞ Good luck kiss (by @ateezlovely) genre : fluff, racer!san x gn!reader 

☞ Care for you (by @moonseonghwa) genre : fluff, angst, smut

☞ 불타오르네 (Fire!) (by @bambikisss) genre : firefighter!san x singer!reader, smut

☞ with a touch of sweetness (by @atxxzist) genre : fluff, slight angst

☞ [09:03] can i kiss you (by @wooandthesun) genre : fluff

☞ Introduce Yourself First (by @writing-my-life-away) genre : fluff 

☞ Am I your favorite ? (by @deja-yu) genre : fluff

☞ Our Little Star (by @littleocean-rose) genre : fluff, non-idol, soulmate au

☞ color me pretty (by @dairyminki) genre : model au, model!san & model!reader, suggestive

MINGI

☞ this night together (by @honeyhotteoks) genre : smut, abo/omegaverse, angst, fluff, romance, polyamory (ft. yunho)

☞ in each other’s arms (by @kimsohn) genre : roommates!mingi x gn!reader

☞ just between friends (by @honeyhotteoks) genre : smut (ft. yunho)

☞ what love will do to you. (by @cherrysoojins) genre : fluff

☞ Cause Baby You’re My Muse (by @makeitmingi) genre : romance, idol!au, music, slight angst

☞ After Like (by @sluttywoozi​) genre : plug!mingi, weed use, kissing, stress/anxiety

☞ Bad (by @bambikisss) genre : bad rich boy!mingi x criminal! reader, smut

WOOYOUNG

☞ Unknown fever. (by @a-soft-hornytiny) genre : enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, suggestive

☞ More Than Kissable (by @irregular-idol-imagines) genre : fluff, suggestive 

☞ [2:56 PM] (by @feltednettles) genre : humor, fluff 

☞ body talk (by @jungkxook) genre : fluff, smut, fwb!wooyoung x virgin!reader

☞ All 'Cause of a Neck Kiss (by @cocobeanncteez) genre : fluff, smut, non idol au, bestfriends to lovers au

☞ Beans on Toast (by @naesarangyunho) genre : soulmate au, fluff, humor

☞ “Can you come over ? I miss your cooking.” (by @guesswholoveswoo) genre : fluff, friends to lovers 

☞ to the rhythm of love (by @itgetsquiet) genre : dancer!wooyoung x gn!reader, fluff, college!au

☞ it’s your moment, baby (by @restlessmaknae) genre : enemies to lovers, college au, arts college au

JONGHO

☞ Unexpected love. (by @a-soft-hornytiny) genre : fluff

☞ Million Words (by @justwritedreams) genre : fluff, angst

[shinestarhwaa]

Hiiiii!!! I saw that you're writing for Ateez.... Could I possibly request for an Ateez reaction to reader who often dresses cute and light, only for them to find out that reader has a tattoo(like those badass dragon or skull ones- DEF GIVING MAFIA-) when they accidentally moved their hair or removed their jacket☺️. But that's only a suggestion and if you're comfortable to do it. Anyways, i hope you're having a nice day/night. ☺️☺️

Hii there! Yes I'll totally do this! I hope you like it!

ATEEZ REACTION TO YOU HAVING A BADASS TATTOO

Ateez x fem reader

No warnings

Hongjoong

Hongjoong had been working with you in the studio for a while now, writing a new song about love, the love you recently found in each other.

As you wrote your hair got in the way and you quickly tied it up in a bun, revealing your neck.

It didn't take too long before Hongjoong saw the skulls tattoo, his mouth falling open.

"Damn, Y/N, you could've told me before about that tattoo."

For a minute you got nervous. "Is it bad? Do you not like it?"

"What? No. It's hot."

You were glad the studio was soundproof, concealing his next actions.

Seonghwa

Seonghwa always thought there was something about you. Even though you always dressed in cute pastels and loved the adorable korean trending fashion styles, he knew there'd be something about you that'd surprise him.

Today he knew he was right. It was March and the temperature rose up every day. Today you were sat in your garden, having a romantic picnic with your new boyfriend.

Feeling a bit sweaty in your jacket, which warmed up in the sun, you decided to take it off.

Seonghwa couldn't help but check you out and quickly noticed the big dragon tattoo on your shoulder, peeking out from underneath your racer top.

He gasped softly and his eyes widened. "Wow," he spoke as you noticed that he saw your tattoo.

"That's... Hot."

You smirk and lean towards him. "I'm not all unicorns and glitter."

Yunho

It was finally the day Yunho was gonna introduce you to his parents. You stood in the hallway and Yunho offered to take off your cardigan.

"No, no baby I gotta keep that one on," you said.

"Wae? It's getting hot, you can take it off, you're not showing anything."

"Yunho, I'll be showing this."

You shook the cardigan off your right shoulder and revealed the large spider web tattoo on your arm.

Yunho was shook, to say the least. "Wow... I had no idea you had that tattoo," he said.

You laughed. "I was gonna tell you later on~"

"I wish I knew sooner. It looks really good," he winked.

Yeosang

It was date night and you just entered a fancy restaurant. Yeosang and you had been going out for 3 months now and due to busy schedules you hadn't taken many steps into your relationship yet.

But tonight was the night and you felt it in every thing. Every glance or look. Every touch.

You felt on fire.

Yeosang was so kind to take you on a date even when he just had worked all day, you sure were lucky to have him.

The gentleman he is for you, he took back the chair for you to sit on.

You smiled widely and sat down after taking off your leather jacket. "Thanks, love."

That's the moment he noticed the large, dark witchy tattoo down your spine. You totally forgot you had an open back dress on tonight.

"Holy shit. That tattoo."

"Oh shoot, my tattoo... Right-"

"I don't know if I can make it through dinner, knowing you have that."

You laughed. "Well you gotta, I'm hungry."

San

You were cooking a large and delicious meal for San after he came home. You were so nervous.

Today you got impulsive and you got a new tattoo on your arm. As it was hot you wore a tanktop so he'd see right away when he'd get home. You hoped he wouldn't mind, find it hot even.

And your thoughts didn't disappoint you when he came home.

"Hey baby, is- Is that a tattoo?" he gasped.

"Maybe?"

He stroked his fingers along the red dragon. "That's gorgeous," he smiled.

"I'm glad you like it," you kissed him sweetly.

Mingi

Mingi and you had been friends for a long time and only just started dating, so you hadn't gone too far with him yet.

But you knew tonight he was making moves and having a large back tattoo of a dragon worried you a lot.

But when the moment came, taking off each others shirts he smirked.

"A dragon hm?"

He caressed your back gently.

"Looks amazing on you..." he smiled. "It makes me want you more now."

Wooyoung

You knew your boyfriend well. He was a little wild at times and definitely made you loosen up through the years.

Now yesterday night you went out with your friends and on a dare you tattooed some skulls along your shoulder blades, thinking it looked really cool.

Now tonight you just called him into your room. You wanna tell him, but it kinda made you nervous.

"What is it, babe?"

"I got a tattoo last night."

His eyes widened. "A tattoo? Wah, show me," he smiled.

You took off your shirt and showed him your back. His fingertips grazed over your skin.

"Hm, they look gorgeous on you, makes me wanna have you more than ever baby."

Jongho

You were nervous about showing your tattoo to Jongho. Therefore you told him you weren't ready to go too far yet, even though you wanted to.

You just didn't peg him as a guy into tattoos.

"Why are you so squirmy?" Jongho grinned. He pulled you closer, making your skirt lift up higher up your thigh, revealing the big spider tattoo.

His eyes went wide and he went silent.

"I... I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I was scared for your reaction-"

"That's so hot."

Well let's say you definitely took a step further that night.

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san's point of view

okay i finally remembered which casino i went to... call me the brains of this operation because i do be thinking

"EUREKA!!"

"who in the fuck?" seonghwa says in confusion as he turns to look at the man who just yelled out of literally nowhere.

"shhh listen. if we file a police report, say you're missing something then we can get a permit to get camera footage." he proposes putting his juice box on the table dramatically.

"a fake police report is a crime dumbass."

fuck it...

"i have an idea." i tell them with a sigh and nod when i notice i have their attention.

"...well?" seonghwa pushes.

"right. we need someone to wiggle their way into the security room where they keep all their footage and shit. flirt a little, get them excited..."

"like some kind of undercover sting operation?" yeosang asks and i nod. "you've been watch too much lucifer." he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

well i don't see him bringing any ideas to the table but go figure right?

"okay but it might not be too bad of an idea though." seonghwa says.

see if he approves then we have to go with it. we all trust seonghwa's verdict right?? hmm??

"seonghwa approves. come on yeosang."

"fine."

"we just need to find someone..." i say.

"who?" wooyoung asks and we all look at him, giving him a knowing smile. "uh-uh. nope."

"please? you have no problem doing this any other time."

"yeah when everyone's already having fun."

"let's roofie his drink!" i shout but yeosang immediately shuts me down.

"are you crazy?"

"no. i'm a man on a mission."

"a mission to end up in prison?" yeosang comments with a scoff.

"i could be with my girlfriend by now." seonghwa comments as he sips on his juice box which earns a flick on the forehead from yeosang.

"you chose to tag along now suck it up and go to the slot machines."

"give me money." he holds his hand making yeosang sigh and shove a couple of dollar bills his way. "goodluck gents." seonghwa says and makes his way to the slot machines.

"wooyoung?"

"fine i'll do it. just know this is exploitation and i can use this against you in the court of law."

"yeah yeah. go get a beer and do your thing... go on." yeosang tells him, pushing him in the direction of the bar.

"you think this could work?" i ask yeosang as he sits back down.

"you want honesty or should i lie to you?"

"whatever you're comfortable with." i tell him with a smile.

"yeah this will be great." he grins.

there's no hope.

i should probably tell beomgyu what's going on. he's probably on edge.

what is taking wooyoung so damn long?

"as funny as this might be, now excuse me for laughing, but pacing won't make time go by any quicker." yeosang comments with a chuckle which turns into full blown laughter.

"i'm going in there."

"slow down speed racer. you can't rush art." he tells me directing me to look in the direction of the bar where wooyoung is busy flirting with the bartender.

"how will the bartender get us anywhere?"

"i don't know man."

"it's been an hour and a half."

"let him cook." yeosang tells me but i can clearly see there's no cooking going on... the stove isn't even on.

"yeosang, he's clearly under the influence. he's flirting for the fun of it. i'm going in there."

before yeosang can stop me, i'm already in and interrupting the moment between wooyoung and another guy now apparently.

"okay shows over." i say, getting between the two.

"oh? already." the man asks with a fake pout and my eyes narrow at him.

"mhhh already. let's go wooyoung."

"and did he say he wants to leave?"

"what did you say?" i ask.

"i mean. he doesn't seem too keen on leaving yet either so..."

"well he's clearly not in the right state of mind to make any good decisions... clearly." i comment looking him up and down.

"what did you say motherfucker?"

"nothing. but if you wanna wear the shoe, then go right ahead cinderella."

"motherfucker!!"

before i can even think of even taking my next breath his fist is flying across the air and lands right on my face.

"you wanna fight bitch??" i copy jis actions which causes a chain reaction.

"turn to the right."

i sigh, completely ashamed of myself as i follow the officer's instructions and i hear a clicking sound accompanied by the flash of the camera.

"all done."

"can i make a phone call?"

"follow the officer that way."

"thank you."

beomgyu's point of view

"YOU GOT INTO A BRAWL!!?!?"

if i don't collapse amd faint right now then it's a miracle.

"san what the fuck?"

"look... lok i can explain. we had a plan, it was in motion but things didn't really go as planned."

"yeah clearly."

"they're only holding me for the night, we'll come up with something else."

this is beyond frustrating. i knew i should've just told him he didn't need to gi because look now, he's in jail.

"just leave it and book the next flight back."

"beo-"

i hang up before he can even say anything else. what was i even expecting? i'm never getting the ring back.

"everything good here?" i turn to see my mom in the corner, looking worried. she probably heard me yelling.

"it's fine... everything is going well."

"who got into a brawl?" she asks excitedly.

"your son. tell me why anyone thought it would be a good idea to go back there as if he'd actually find the ring? it's long gone, we need to accept it. he made a dumb decision, we need to move on from it."

"okay let's calm down a bit hm? look holding this over his head his whole life isn't gonna bring the ring back either. he only went back there because he feels awful and desperately wants to rectify... even if the method is a little far fetched. he's trying my dear. now am i saying he didn't make a stupid decision by even going gambling in the first place? no that was dumb but don't let this mistake he made be the thing that tears you two apart. he's your brother after all."

her voice is soothing and calm while she speaks which does calm me down big time.

"you're right... yeah you're right mom, thank you. just please tell him he doesn't need to go on with this. i'll break the news to kaya's parents about the whole thing."

"that's my boy." she smiles which is contagious because i catch myself smiling too. "by the way... who won the foght?"

"mom!!"

"what?"

she's the least serious person i know, i swear.

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☾ ° 。◜kang yeosang. transmale. he/him.◞ could have swore i saw yang narae in the city tonight, probably heading to wonhyeong skate park or jung-gu racing strip! i suppose after living in daegu for a couple of months, he knows what he likes. i hear he’s a racer at jung-gu, but who knows. friends describe the twenty—four year old as attentive + laidback, but others might view him as more uncaring + impulsive. putting him into words? i’d say he has an air of running free without a care in the world, avoidant eyes and jumbled words but a steady presence, gentle whispers soothing you from midnight to dawn. if you can’t find him, he might be looking at the city lights from eodum apartments! ◜mini. 21. est. none.◞ ° ☽