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02 | freya | Intp | libra | unfortunately engineering student | REQUESTS ARE OPEN BUT please be patient, I am a slow writer / You can write me whatever you want, I love talking and making new friends! | I have a cat!! :3 | English is not my first language!!!
fluff: ♡ yandere: ☆ smut: ♤ angst: ♧
maybe you could do something like the reader thinks they successfully poisoned/hurt [any ateez member] but they’re incredibly wrong?
I love the idea, I was also inspired by something ahem manhwa ahem, can you guess what it is :3
Tw: yandere hongjoong, drugging, force feeding, food, vomiting
wc: 893
Your hands were shaking as you rummaged through the medicines in the warehouse. Since you didn't know which medicine did what, you took a few of each medicine and put them in your pocket. You were careful not to make a sound, but because of adrenaline, you dropped some boxes and cursed under your breath.
You loved Hongjoong, you really did. At the beginning of your relationship, he made you feel like you were the only person in the world. You were in this state because he wanted to be the only person in your world too.
Maybe you were crazy like him. What mentally healthy person would want to get rid of their boyfriend by poisoning him? Did you want to kill him completely or did you want to give him enough medicine to hospitalize him? You didn't know what you wanted to do to him, either option would help you escape from here.
You heard the door to Hongjoong's room open and you ran to the kitchen, threw all the medicine you collected into the soup on the stove and stirred it. You were shaking so much it was impossible for him not to notice something was going on.
Humming a song, Hongjoong walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. “It smells delicious, what are you cooking darling?” He sat at the dining table behind you and started watching you cooking. You couldn't open your mouth to answer him because you were afraid your voice would shake. "Darling, I asked you a question." His tone had changed, and when you still did not answer, he stood up from the table and walked towards you. You panicked and turned towards him. "Soup. I'm cooking soup. Your favorite." Hongjoong smiled at you when your voice shook. "Why are you so nervous? Did you do something?" If you acted well, would he still suspect you? Most likely yes. Hongjoong knew everything. He knew your thoughts and actions before you did.
"I didn't do anything." you said as you tried to breathe and calm yourself down. Hongjoong stared at you with one eyebrow raised. "Okay then." Suddenly he sat at the dining table again and continued to watch you. You could feel his eyes on the back of your head, but you couldn't turn to look at him.
Once you finished cooking the soup, you turned to Hongjoong. "Do you want to eat now or-" "We will eat together. You can set the table." He said interrupting you. You couldn't eat together. With your heart pounding, you tried to make an excuse. "I ate before you came. I'm full now. You eat, then I'll eat later." This time he wasn't smiling. He would make this facial expression when you were in trouble. "I said eat."
You poured some soup for yourself too because you didn't know what to do. You put the plate in front of him and sat at the table.
"Darling, you eat first." You weren't surprised because you knew he was going to say this. You thought about not swallowing but just holding the soup in your mouth and waiting until he drank it. Your hands were shaking so much as you dipped the spoon into the soup that you spilled some into the bowl. Hongjoong was watching you carefully.
Of course, Hongjoong wasn't stupid. You had put detergent in his food before, but Hongjoong noticed it immediately because it smelled. Your excuse was that you spilled detergent because you thought it was sauce. How cute, he thought.
You kept the soup in your mouth, trying not to swallow it. You nodded for Hongjoong to eat, but Hongjoong was still looking at you with those scary eyes. If you looked at it any longer, you were afraid to swallow the soup. "Swallow it." he ordered. When he saw that you did not swallow, he suddenly slammed his hand on the table and shouted. "I told you to swallow!" You swallowed with fear. You didn't know if it was psychological or if the medicines started working immediately, but you were feeling nauseous right now.
Hongjoong got up from the table and walked over to you, taking the soup spoon in his hand and dipping it into the bowl. "Why don't you finish them all? You worked hard to make this. Let me help you." He held your arms with one hand while forcing you to drink all the soup. "That's it, was it that hard?"
When he let go of your arms, you ran towards the bathroom as he grabbed his own bowl and poured it into the sink. You emptied the contents of your stomach and flushed the toilet. You were out of breath and trying to regain your senses when you heard a voice behind you.
"All the drugs in the warehouse were vitamin supplements. As long as you don't take 100, you won't get poisoned. Do you think I would put heavy drugs where you can reach them when you try to poison me once?" He approached you and tied your hair behind you. You thought he was going to comfort you for vomiting, but suddenly he started pulling you by your hair and dragging you to the basement. "Hongjoong! I am sorry! I wasn't thinking! Please-" "Your tactics were good, but you need to improve your acting skills."
a/n: Also thx for 200 followers! I love u all!♡♡ I'm a little sad these days, so I don't like what I write, but I hope you like it!
Yandere!Seonghwa x Makeup artist!reader
A.N: I've been wanting to experiment with yandere themes for a while now but it feels so weird to write a yandere themed fic about Seonghwa because he's so silly 😭 if this makes you uncomfortable I am sorry, I was trying to not romanticise the yandere theme much and this is quite literally my first yandere fic.
Warning ⚠️: mentions of kidnapping, yandere themes, mention of murder, slight mention of injections, emotional damage, forced relationship, THIS ISN'T A LOVING RELATIONSHIP, gaslighting, kissing, reader is mainly scared, Seonghwa likes the fear, forced kissing and physical touch, Seonghwa is a pervert in this(sorry!), jerking off
"The girl of my dreams, my doll. My sweet fragile doll."
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"Oh be careful, Doll!" Seonghwa smiled calmly as he leaned against you. Today marked the four months you've spent with Seonghwa. He wanted to cook dinner with you and even played romantic music in the background.
He had tasked you to cut the vegetables but he wouldn't allow you to use a knife without his supervision. He knows what you would do. His hands held yours as he cut the carrots with you, it was such a cute romantic thing to do!
I’M TIRED OF SMUT, I WANT TOOTH ACHING FLUFF AND HEART SHATTERING ANGST.
Just some of my favorite shots from the MV "Lemon Drop"
Hello! Since I can't save the writings in my drafts and your request is currently stuck in my drafts, I have to post it this way. I hope you can see your request T_T By the way, I wrote this 4 times, and the universe prevented me from writing it. Normally it was over 2k words, but most of it was deleted and I forgot what I wrote. Anyway, Love u!♡
tw: nerd!Seonghwa x fem!reader, oral(giving mentioned, receiving), squirting, slapping, fingering, vibrator using, degradation, bondage, overstimulation
wc: 1.5k
taglist: @aim-blossom @matzrionette
“Seonghwa, are we really going to do it here?” It was too late to ask now. He made an approving noise as he abused your pussy between. To your surprise, he could hear you and respond. Normally, after tasting you, Seonghwa would be pussy drunk and wouldn't hear or see anything.
Seonghwa's room was the most virginity room you've ever seen. There were more Star Wars figures and Legos than you could count. And what is it? On the top shelf of the display case, on top of the Star Wars legos, there were colorful house legos and animals next to them, which you might think were related to animal crossing which might attract the attention of 5-year-old children.
Omggg thank you for 4k notes 🥹🥹
"Why are you wearing my dress?" You leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, observing your boyfriend as he admired himself in the mirror, adjusting 'your dress' on his slender frame. Seonghwa had always been this way; his fascination with your dresses and cute skirts was undeniable. He would often watch you intently as you applied your makeup, occasionally piping up with an endearing, "Will you do my makeup too?" These moments were utterly charming, reminiscent of a little girl watching her mother with wide-eyed wonder, eager to emulate her every move. Far from finding it irritating or tiresome, you cherished these interactions. In fact, you took great pleasure in helping him explore this side of himself, always ready to assist with his makeup or outfit choices. "Why? Doesn't it look good?" Seonghwa's voice carried a hint of anxiety as his eyes darted between you and his reflection. The brown material of the dress hugged his body in a way that seemed almost magical, accentuating his figure far more flatteringly than it ever had on you. It was as if the dress had been crafted specifically for him, every seam and fold perfectly placed. Unable to resist, you stepped towards him, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind. The warmth of his body against yours sent a subtle shiver down your spine as you whispered, "No, my star, you look like the brightest star in the sky like this.” Your hands began a gentle exploration, tracing the contours of his slim waist, marveling at how the fabric draped so elegantly over his form. Seonghwa's chest rose with a deep breath as he grasped your arms, gently maneuvering you to stand before him. His eyes, usually so confident, now held a glimmer of uncertainty. "I don't know, do you think this is too much?" The hesitation in his voice was palpable, a reminder that despite his love for wearing dresses, there was still a fragile vulnerability beneath the surface. He craved your reassurance, your validation. With a playful smirk, you replied, "Yes, it's too much, everyone who sees you will be drooling. They might forget you're mine." Your warm palm found its way to his smooth cheek, and you could feel the tension melting away from his body, his shoulders visibly relaxing under your touch. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he murmured, "Don't worry, I'm already yours, always and completely." Your hands glided from his cheeks to the nape of his neck, fingers threading through his meticulously styled hair. With the gentlest of tugs, you drew his face closer to yours, your breath mingling as you whispered, "Then we should mark this perfect vision as mine, don't you think?" Your lips met his in a tender kiss, then trailed down to the exposed skin of his chest. The imprint of your lipstick blossomed on his skin like a vibrant flower, a beautiful testament to your connection. Pulling back to admire your handiwork, you couldn't help but smile. "There," you said, your voice filled with affection and a hint of possessiveness, "now you're even more breathtaking, my star." Your eyes lingered on him for a moment longer, drinking in the sight of him in the dress, your lipstick mark a stark contrast against his skin. Then, with a quick glance at your own reflection to ensure you were equally presentable, you turned towards the door. "Come on, we'd better get going. We wouldn't want to keep everyone waiting, especially when you look this stunning."
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(I wrote this in 3 minutes, sorry if there are any mistakes)
taglist: @aim-blossom @bambisd0ll @oddracha @peqchplvto
(egyptian gods x ateez)
Pairing: ot8 x reader
Warnings: reader is dead here and wakes up in the afterlife, religious themes, idk It's been a long time since I wrote warnings I forgot what I was supposed to write
taglist: @aim-blossom @bambisd0ll @oddracha @peqchplvto @life-is-a-game-of-thrones @lover-ofallthingspretty
a/n: I wrote this about 10 months ago and it's been sitting in drafts for a long, long time. I don't know if this makes sense, but it made perfect sense when I wrote it HANDJDMDJDN. As always, I want to write something during the most important time of my education life - my final week - maybe I can continue the series I left unfinished.
Darkness enveloped you, an all-consuming void that seemed to stretch endlessly in every direction. Your mind was a blank slate, devoid of memories or any sense of identity. The only certainty was the overwhelming fear that gripped your very being, and the bone-chilling cold that permeated your existence. It was an unnatural coldness, one that defied logic and expectation. Normally, darkness would bring a sense of warmth, but this darkness was different - it was a frigid emptiness that seemed to sap the very life from your body.
Hi! I saw your post about the request and I enjoy all of your yandere stories. So, I had a thought of Seonghwa hunting his "little flower" in his mansion because she's hiding from him and he caught her hiding in a small closet in one of so many rooms in his mansion. I'll let you choose the ending but crashing a single bone would be perfect. Big luv for our author 💖💃🏻
Hi hi hello! Thank u! I liked your idea very much, but I don't know if I wrote it well. I hope you like it♡
tw: yandere seonghwa, escape attempt, restriction (chains), bone breaking, wrist twisting mentioned.
wc: 840
"Little flower, where are you?" Now you were really in trouble. You were in very, very big trouble.
For the first time, Seonghwa loosened the chains on your wrists because of your good behavior, and you took advantage of this to slip out of your chains and try to escape from him. You didn't really have the courage to run away; You just panicked and wanted to get away from the room you'd been stuck in for approximately 2 weeks.
saw this on twt and thought it’d be fun to share~
as an infp this quiz got it right!! also sani RAHHHHH
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wahh tysm for the tag <33
tagging @autieofthevalley @everyonewooeverywhere @felixs-voice-makes-me-wanna @koyagifs @littlexbunni @pirateprincessblog @rems-writing @sugarnspice630 @wisejudgedragonhairdo @yun-fangz and anyone else who wishes to join :D
tysm for the tag pookies <3
tagging: @strrykais @stxrrywoo @freyaphoria @justbelievinginmagic @mimikittysblog and anyone else who’ll like to join 🤍
I looooove this! Tysm for the tag🩷
Tagging my pookies: @ateezmakesmehappy @minakooo @goldendynastys @annie-huu
tw: hard dom jongho, choking, orgasm denial, slapping, fingering, squirting, kinda hurt-comfort
wc: 982
"I don't understand what you are saying doll." You would understand if you took your hand off my throat, you thought. Jongho had been fucking you for 45 minutes and stopped as soon as you got close to coming. He knew your body so well that there wasn't a sweet spot he didn't tease. You tried to breathe in as much as the hands on your throat would allow and speak again. "Jong... I can't..." He slapped your swollen red pussy hard. You tried not to moan because you knew he was going to make fun of you. "Oh, you can't? But you were doing so well, don't act like you're not a bitch who gets fucked every day. You've done it before, you'll do it now." His goal was to denying your orgasm as much as he could and make you squirt like crazy at the end. Since your legs wouldn't stay in place due to shaking, Jongho changed position, laying you on your back and wrapping your legs around his waist. He slapped your tits before placing his hand around your throat again.
Your relationship with Jongho has always been like this. Jongho knew exactly when he had crossed the line without you even saying your safe word, and he would stop without making you uncomfortable. You knew very well how to satisfy him too. You knew very well at what angle you could shove him down your throat to make him come right away, or how fast you jump on his lap will paint your insides white. You know each other very well.
He felt like he weren't deep enough, so he lifted one of your legs, placed it on his shoulder, and continued fucking you. Now, you lost your sense of space and time. You may have forgotten your name. All you know, feel and think right now is Jongho, your fuck buddy. On the one hand, it was good that there was no emotional bond between you, but he was binding you to himself day by day. You both were each other's fucktoys.
He pressed his hand to your stomach and felt himself inside you. "Do you feel it? I'm rearranging your guts." Your only response was moan. "Jong- Jongho, I- I can't hold it anymore." You felt your orgasm growing in your belly and you couldn't hold it anymore. “Oh, will my fucktoy come?” That tone always made you feel wet and right now it wasn't helping at all since you were trying to hold your orgasm. "Y-yes! Please let me!" Your legs began to burn as tears flowed from your eyes. Physically, your muscles were constantly cramping as he put you in different positions, but you couldn't notice because of the pleasure.
"Good girl. She begs without me telling her. I must have trained you well." He mockingly patted your head and increased his speed to an impossibly high. You thought he would give you the orgasm you wanted, but just as you were about to come and your walls were squeezing him, he suddenly pull out of you. "Why... Jongho I was just about to come!" He lowered your leg that was on his shoulder and inserted the middle and ring fingers of his left hand inside you. “While I finger you, you will come into my mouth so I can taste you.” He lowered his head down to your abused pussy and looked at you from there with his big boba eyes. When his fingers caressed your g-spot directly and his tongue glides over your clit, a long moan escaped your mouth, reached for his hair and pulled hard. He moaned in your pussy, he always likes it when you pulled his hair; the vibration nearly melted you. You arched your waist as he curled his fingers and thrust them deeper. "C-Can I please come? I r-really can't hold it." As the words came out of your mouth on their own, you were pulling his hair so hard that you pulled some of it out.
He made an approving noise and fucked your g-spot over and over again, without taking his mouth off your pussy. The knot inside you had grown so much that after he give you permission, you squirted so hard onto his mouth with a wave of pleasure that seemed to explode. When you came to your senses and raised your head, Jongho's face and chest were glistening with your juice. "You should have seen how sexy you just were."
He wiped his chin with the back of his hand. "You're addicted, I almost fell in love with you." Almost... You couldn't stand this feeling of being using someone for just sex and someone using you just sex anymore. You reached out your hand to his cheek and cleaned the remainings on his cheek with your finger. "But I fell in love with you." He looked at you with wide eyes. "I know it wasn't in our agreement, but I can't hide it any longer-" Before you could finish your sentence, he kissed you. But this kiss was different from the others; It was not the, hungry and hard kiss, but a soft kiss with more emotion. "I'm not going to fool myself. I love you too. But I always suppressed my feelings because I was afraid of the answer." You reached up to kiss him again but felt his hardened cock against your leg, still waiting to cum. "Then, this time, will you fuck me as if I were your lover rather than your fuckbuddy?" He giggled and opened your legs and place himself in between them, sliding his dick to your pussy and spreading your juices. "Don't say as if, I already am." Since it was going to be a long night, you laughed when he put a pillow under your waist, as if he hadn't fuck you harshly before.
a/n: I wrote this very randomly. As I said before, I'm horny and writing jongho smut was very tempting. Since my victim is Jongho, I apologize to him by kneeling in front of him and opening my mouth.
girls don't want diamonds they want to look like kang yeosang or park seonghwa
