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“You…you saved me. You got bit and you saved me anyway, you even fixed up my injuries…” He rambles.
“Yes…” the blonde is standing as still as a statue.
He doesn’t know how the apocalypse hasn’t wrung out all his emotions out of him yet, but the corners of his eyes tighten as tears threaten to slide down his face, “I’m sorry…”
San thinks he's got his little crush over Yunho all figured it out, until he doesn't anymore.
They make sure that not a single one of them is untouched. Huddled in a spaceless cluster, they hold each other close, skin on skin, hand in hand, wherever they can touch each other.
There’s a low rumbling somewhere, but it doesn’t sound like thunder.
in which there's an asteroid on a collision course towards Earth, and from the fear and anticipation of inevitable, impending death, the members of Ateez become closer than ever.
Yeosang goes into heat, triggering sympathetic reactions in the rest of the group. Seonghwa needs to call Hongjoong home, but when his festering resentment gets in the way he ends up suffering the consequences.
“that’s the best blowjob i’ve ever gotten in my life,” yunho mumbles as mingi settles next to him. “ten out of ten would recommend.”
mingi pinches yunho’s side which earns him a loud yelp, eyes flying open and mouth parting into a wide smile. “i don’t know who exactly you’re planning to recommend me to, alpha,” mingi starts, snuggling into yunho’s side. “i think you might have forgotten, but we’re supposed to be mating today.”
To be fair, Seonghwa sees Choi San first.
In which a pair of vampires and a pair of vampire hunters have a careful, unspoken truce, and then things... escalate.
His father’s personal guard appeared with a leather whip.
“He is in heat my lord and there are Alphas all around him please have mercy, he is the pride of this Palace.” The oldest head maid cried, Wooyoung’s mother’s maid, begging his father.
When they got no reply from the leader, the guard with the whip ordered Wooyoung, “On your knees and remove your robe.”
Hongjoong felt red hot anger, how dare the other speak to the Prince like that. He approached the guard, but Wooyoung rasied his hand. “Let’s get over with it.” He said, his eyes molten yellow now, brimming with so many emotions.
Story where:
Kim Hongjoong, second in command of his Werewolf Pack, forcefully mates a powerful Omega, to strengthen himself, to protect and fight for his Pack against an upcoming danger from a vile primordial resurrected Pack.
Jung Wooyoung, finds himself attracted to something he shouldn't be around, something he should have run away from.
“Jjong?”
The youngest turned around, looking at the Beta from head to toe, “Yes madame Mingi? Embracing your feminine side today?” The Silver head was wearing a kimono with flowers in his hair.
“I think your brother is trying to sell me into prostitution to pay off his debts.”
Jongho would stand stupefied in his place for the next 10 minutes. Then he would realize he was immune to shocks. Nothing in this world can shock him anymore. There was no way that there was another Pack crazier than theirs out there. No way.
When Seonghwa’s tour boat capsizes, sending all of its occupants into the churning waves, he and seven others manage to make it to a small island on the horizon, overgrown with vegetation and clearly bearing no other signs of human life. With high tensions, they are forced to work together to survive, and he easily gets along with all but one of his fellow castaways.
Hongjoong is closed off and hot-headed, and eventually Seonghwa gives up on the possibility of civility between the two of them. Still, as the nights come and go and time seems to stretch into one continual loop, he realizes there is more to Hongjoong than he’d initially thought.
The island becomes their new normal, and Seonghwa becomes so accustomed to life there that he can hardly remember what it was like before the world had forgotten about them. Never did they anticipate a rescue, nor the world’s obsession with the eight boys who came back from the dead.
San flexes his right arm, rotating his shoulder, feeling the shift of fabric against his skin. He glances down at the band wrapped around his bicep, a black field emblazoned with Hongjoong’s symbol. He touches his fingers to it, briefly, reverently.
It feels like touching freedom.
"I see, I see! Well, you look tired, my friend. If you aren't on your way home already, why don't you drop by to see the show? I promise it will give you some joy. And I will also let you in for free." His playful wink made the corners of Seonghwa's lips quirk, but confusion still settled on his features.
"What show?"
"Why, our circus show, of course!" With a festive hand, the stranger gestured at the torch. When Seonghwa looked at it curiously he noticed just now that the torch had never been alone. Two meters away from it stood another one to mirror its position. And then, like a path leading into the forest through the undergrowth, more torches followed in regular intervals to lead up to the vague shape of a giant circus tent. The entrance flap was open to invite the guests into its yellow and red striped halls.
One last time he questioned how the hell he could not have seen all this on his way here, but he didn't care anymore. For now, he wanted to explore the tent and the faint music and fragrance of candied almonds that wafted from it.
Three things in life are certain: death, taxes, and the fact that Seonghwa's going to hate the new accountant just as much as he hated the old one.
“You said he was cute when he was mad.” Wooyoung had said one day amidst his unruly behavior. “Why don't you just make him mad and then you'd get what you want!”
Hongjoong, full of rage, teaches both Wooyoung and Seonghwa a lesson and Seonghwa discovers more about himself in the process.
“mingi, we’re going to get through this. we’re going to be okay. i just need you to tell me one thing,” the alpha says, voice still low and eyes unwavering. mingi finds the entirety of his attention is on yunho, blinking up at him in something like awe.
“do you want to have this baby?”
Or; birth control failure, not-boyfriends yunho and mingi have a baby!
One shots on what each of the members are like in pre-heat/pre-rut.
When Seonghwa started cramping and felt sick, he didn’t think it would be because he was in active labor.
Wooyoung thought his life was ending when he presented as an omega, or that he would be better off if it did. For 18 years he’d begged whoever may be out there to make him a beta, crying night after night in fear as his 18th birthday approached.
So when he came down with a fever at the end of the month, his body burning up, pain exploding in his gut that made him think he was dying, and he felt slick trail down his thighs for the first time, he found himself wishing for death.
When they were taken away from him, one by one, Hongjoong had found himself wishing he had never met them, had never known their names, and had never come to call them his family.
Perhaps it was better to have never loved at all, because the pain he and Seonghwa had felt was comparable to nothing.
But as Hongjoong ran after Seonghwa down the long hill, tripping multiple times over random rocks hidden within the long grass that brushed against them, he knew that perhaps he hadn't been quite right. As he ran and ran, following nearly blindly because his vision was blurry with tears, Hongjoong wondered if he had given up on his happy ending a little too soon.
Or: Fifteen years later, the eight boys who managed to survive the end of the world attempt to make good on a promise they all made drunk under the stars one fateful night. Except the world was never nice to them.
"We've done this how many times, now?" Yunho is on his knees, Wooyoung speaking quietly behind him as he checks the ropes before they begin.
Yunho counts through the times in his mind. "Six," he murmurs, and Wooyoung kisses the slope of his bare shoulder. "Seven if you count the time in Busan."
"Mmm," Wooyoung hums at the memory. "And do you?"
Flipping absently through the script in his hands for today’s shoot, Mingi couldn’t help but scoff at the cheesy storyline he was expected to follow this time around. Ah, there was nothing quite like porn dialogue, was there?
But seriously, did the people that were into this genre of hybrid porn even really watch it for the supposed plot anyway? Or did they simply look it up to get off to the idea of humans getting brutally fucked and knotted by a supposed ‘pet’?
And speaking of pet… he read through the beginning set up of the scene one more time, brows furrowed as he read the words ‘cat tree’. Strange, but wasn’t his co-star today a dog hybrid?
“Yunho...can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
“Are you happy with me?”
Captain Hongjoong goes on a treasure hunt to look for closure but may end up finding more than that, including a silver-eyed siren.
Prince Wooyoung dreams of escaping the walls of his castle, only to be abducted by pirates and remain a prisoner. Although he would judge himself as the unluckiest, a pirate who makes his blood boil may or may not also make his heart beat faster, proving him otherwise.
If Wooyoung was going to walk around on stage with his cleavage on display like that, he really should have expected his boyfriends to react in the way they did. Every night was an exhilarating and new experience when the bed was occupied by three versatile men, and Yeosang knew his plans for San and Wooyoung were going to rock all three of their worlds tonight.
Especially since it had been spurred on by the way San had been ogling Wooyoung’s tits as of late.
Hongjoong and Seonghwa learn what it is like, when their family and children begin to grow.
“I can't believe you never told me you were cursed," Mingi grumbled. "Did it not occur to you that maybe I could help you with this little problem of yours?”
“Little?” Yunho said with a petulant raise of his brows, gesturing to his naked body that still had specks of tiny golden scales scattered across it. There was nothing little about the dragon he turned into every night.
The knight’s eyes traveled down to Yunho’s crotch before he could help it, voice amused when he amended teasingly, “Alright, above average problem. Sizable, even. Feel better now, my prince?”
Destiny has a funny way of doing things, especially in a world where soulmates exist. When Seonghwa and Wooyoung escape an arranged marriage and land on a pirate ship, neither of them expected to meet the person the universe had chosen for them.
But love is more than matching soul marks. Maybe Seonghwa and Hongjoong are too different. Maybe Wooyoung and San are too alike. And maybe some souls have been too hurt to trust again.
Wooyoung has had his share of bad days. He’s a stripper—and, less often, an escort—so dead parties, rude clients and creeps are par for the course in his line of work. That doesn’t mean he can’t still love the rush of power he feels reducing men to slobbering animals, taking them for every bit of cash on their person. He lives for it, most of the time.
Days like this, though, make him wonder if he’s playing with fire. Days like today, where he finds himself in a rather convincing tear-away cop uniform in a penthouse full of Seoul’s most notorious lords of the underground.
Superstar footballer Jung Wooyoung has always put his career and the game first, and he likes it that way. Scent blockers and heat suppressants have been his way of life since he presented– something he accepted without question.
But then his long-time best friend Seonghwa confesses that he and his husband are looking for a surrogate and Wooyoung instantly agrees.
Is it out of the goodness of his heart... or something else he desires?
“Jongho,” Yeosang sounded breathless and somewhat conflicted, “ I shouldn’t have teased you before, what I was doing was…unprofessional, my heat got the better of me in the past. I can't keep playing these games with you. If you’re doing this to get better grades-”
“I don't give a fuck about grades, Professor Kang. I wasn’t masturbating to the thought of higher grades- I was masturbating to the thought of you.”
First, the power went out. Second, it was the water. Then, it was the blaring horns that rang throughout the city. The portable radio they used was all static except for the occasional alarming words that no one truly believed because it was April 1st. The warning was there, they had time to make it out, but Seonghwa learned that it was best to listen to his screaming instincts rather than his roommate who told him it was nothing. Because look where his roommate was now.
Or: Seonghwa attempts to survive through a zombie apocalypse and meets six loyal men and one cold-hearted and ruthless leader to help keep him company.
He lets out a breathless chuckle before tossing his head back and looking at Yunho. "How come you never told me it was this good?"
Mingi is an alpha. Or is he?
When he can’t take it anymore, Yunho reminds him of something he missed in Subgender Education class.
"Seonghwa hyung?!! Yeosang here!!" Yunho finally found a locked door.
Yeosang came and kicked the door several times, finally bursting it open.
The room was dark despite evening light coming from the slightly parted curtained windows, one person stood in the middle of the room, his shirt in tatters, his pink hair a mess on top of his head. He turned to look at them, licking fresh blood from his lip.
“H-Hwa Hyung?” Yeosang gasped. He saw another figure lying at the slender boy’s feet, unmoving.
“The room had no cameras so I did what I should have done in the morning.” Park Seonghwa spoke coldly.
---
(Story where Ateez enters a Survival show, posing as a Werewolf Pack following the Omegaverse dynamics, and discover that its much more serious than they had anticipated. They take up the challenge and discover more about themselves and each other.)
Optional chapters for Of Princes and Pirates.
So, this thing with Wooyoung. Yunho should have known what he'd be getting himself into, who he'd be getting himself into. Jung Wooyoung, with his flowery embellishments and endless adamance. Jung Wooyoung, who had chipped away at the brick wall of Yunho's resolve day after day after day until he began to lose the very essence of himself. Missing deadlines, late arrivals, forgotten due dates, stupidity, idiocy, inadequacy. That's what loving Wooyoung did to him. Or, really, what he did to love Wooyoung.
To love Wooyoung. Love.
Oh, no.
Alpha and Omega. With lives of their own, he was sure. What reason did they have to entertain Seonghwa?
Mingi stands frozen at the threshold of the bathroom, eyes unblinking as he watches the bright purple petals swirling in the toilet bowl, disappearing from sight like the secret it was meant to be. Yunho is looking at him with something like disdain in his teary eyes as he slowly reaches up to wipe at the corner of his mouth.
"Knock next time," he says, voice thick and wavering and then goes to wash his hands in the sink. Mingi still doesn't move, just tracks the others movements with his eyes.
Yunho washes out his mouth with water and splashes some on his face. Then he grabs the towel that's hanging just a few inches to the left of Mingi's arm and buries his face into it, leaning on the bathroom counter with his hip and groaning.
Hongjoong takes Seonghwa's heat as an opportunity to teach his younger packmates some basic rights and wrongs for a sexually active wolf.
In which Captain Kim Hongjoong collects his crew and First Mate Park Seonghwa deserves a raise.
Wooyoung gets a new bodyguard, and he's none too pleased about it.
At least, not at first.
Choi Jongho, former professional fighter and certified strong man of the Treasure crew, takes it upon himself to be the protector of his crew.
And sometimes, Jongho dreams that he fails.
The past catches up to the crew of the Treasure.
He’d basically just burned every bridge he possibly could’ve had to Terra, which meant he could never go back, which meant—
Which meant he’d never see Park Seonghwa again.
A rescue mission, a dangerous planet, and a potentially deadly game.
“Hyung, I can't deliver a baby! I don't know how!"
The animal fairy stammered out, hands shaking as he looked at the older with wide eyes.
He specialized in freaking animals, not humans!
Alternatively: Yeosang goes into labor during a storm and Jongho is freaking out.
bitch·ing
/ˈbiCHiNG/
verb. the practice of breeding an alpha until they are no longer able to knot, go through rut, or mate an omega. although uncommon, the effects are permanent once the process is completed, and can affect the bitch's scent, sexual patterns, and power within pack dynamics.
Jongho hurts Yeosang and isn't sure he can forgive himself for it. Yeosang thinks Jongho is an idiot.
It’s rare for Wooyoung to be cooking alone on a Sunday afternoon, eyes burning from the sting of chopped onions.
"Loved you, since I was a kid." Sitting up, Mingi brushes Yunho's bangs back, and presses his lips against his temple. "Gonna love you for the rest of my life. I swear, nobody will ever hurt you again." --- (Reunited after Mingi's hiatus, Mingi and Yunho share memories about growing up together.)