Watda-- WHO ARE YOU?!? WOOYOUNG WHAT DID YOU DO?!?

watda-- WHO ARE YOU?!? WOOYOUNG WHAT DID YOU DO?!?

Kang Yeosang??? ©

this--- help--- i am currently ovulating and i am suffering

ateez with breeding kinks

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ATEEZ WITH BREEDING KINKS

pairings: ateez (seperately) x fem!reader

genre: suggestive, smut, bullet-point

18+ content - minors dni

warnings: breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, unprotected vaginal sex

taglist ; @wooyoungsbae

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seonghwa ;;

possessive mf

has definitely thought about it

but was scared to bring it up to you

he'd mark you with hickeys, write his name on your skin in ink, but drew a - reasonable - line at fucking you full of his cum?

strange

one night, you two were... yknow

fuckin

"fuck, where do you want my cum, baby?" he asks as he presses kissed against your neck, making sure to be gentle around the already forming bruises

when you whine that you want him to come inside... oh shit

its all over for you

and once you saw the smirk and quirked brow he offered you, you realized that it was over for you as well

"yeah? want me to fill you up?" he says, his thrusts quickening as he seems to push deeper than he had before. "you want me to fuck my cum into your pretty pussy?"

all you could do was whine as you felt his warm seed fill your insides <3

hongjoong ;;

he likes how close it makes you two feel to one another !!

he's never really thought about it

to be fair, neither had you

it was a very,, spur of the moment kind of thing

you were both so invested in making the other feel good, you were willing to do anything to make the other feel more pleasure

he didn't realize it would be something he - and you - would enjoy that much until the time came

"are you close, honey?" he asks against your shoulder as you bounce on top of him, taking him so well

"so c-close, joongie," you say, your voice breaking slightly as a moan escapes you. "inside, please. wan' it s-so bad, please."

he couldn't deny you even if he wanted to

the way your face shifts into one of sheer pleasure once you feel his seed inside

he cant wait to see you like that again

yunho ;;

i feel like he has thought about it the most out of every ateez member

i feel like he acts very laid back, but is actually quite possessive of you

"hang out with who you want, but once you come home, i'll make sure you know who loves you the most" type of bf

is not afraid of marking you

neck, thighs, chest - there's been a hickey there at some point

he understands that the thought of getting pregnant can be scary, so he never brought up the thought of cumming inside of you unless you presented the idea first

so when you looked up at him with pleading eyes, begging him to fill you up

oh god

it felt like he had just regained all of his previous stamina from how his pace increased

"aww, does tiny want my cum inside her? make her tummy nice and round so everyone knows who she belongs to?" he would taunt, watching as you moan. "bet you'd like that, hm?"

yeosang ;;

he would be weary at first

he was always super cautious, so when you brought it up to him casually, he thought you were joking

once he found out you were serious, he took some time to think about it

you were on the pill, after all

"holy shit-" he would say as he finishes inside, watching as your squirm under him. the feeling of his cum around himself as he fucked into you, it was better than he could have ever imagined. "g-gonna get hard again, you feel so good."

let's just say, he didn't even get a chance to pull out before he got hard again

whew

san ;;

he .

have mercy

he would 100% tease you about it when you brought it up

would have you come sit on his lap as you talked about it, looking up at your with half lidded eyes as you explained it to him

nodding every now and then and watching as you stuttered above him

would smirk once you finished talking

i think you know where it goes from there

you'd be on top of him, he'd be bouncing you up and down as he attacked your neck, whispering praises about how you were so good, and how you are gonna look so pretty with a round tummy

once he finished inside, he'd insist on you staying on top of him with his cock still inside you

"we don't want any to spill out, do we?"

mingi ;;

he'd be a bit flustered at first

he feels like that's something super intimate, and you wanted to do it with him???

🥺

he'd take such good care of you

"are you ready, love?" he says from above you, your face flushed and lips puffy as you look at him. "you look so beautiful like this."

a straggled moan leaves his mouth as he finishes inside you, not used to the feeling of your walls clenching around him as he fills you

his breathing goes rigid as he looms over you, your breath mixing with his as he leans down and kisses your lips softly

"can we please do that again?"

wooyoung ;;

he is on you so fast

does not waste a SECOND

lips on yours, pushing you against the nearest surface

he loved how you so quickly responded to him, whining for him and begging

he would Fuck You Against The Wall

holds you up while pounding into you <3

"you're gonna have to beg for it, doll"

and oh, you do

when he finally cums inside, he stills himself, leaning against you and smushing you between him and the wall as you both catch your breath

"do you think you have another round in you?" he asks, his hips rutting into yours softly, the thought of filling you up again already getting him hard

jongho ;;

feel like he'd be like "why do you want a baby when i'm right here >:|"

then you explain that it was just for the thought and he was like "ohhhh :O"

yeahh much like wooyoung - wastes no time

he leads you to your shared room and lays you down gently, taking his time with you

he treats you so well :(

but when he finally finishes inside you, something suddenly changes in him

the feeling of you so desperately milking his cock of everything he had to offer riled him up more

after you both came, his pace didn't let up

"j-jongho! 's too mu-much!"

"you can fit a bit more can't you? i want to watch it drip from your pretty pussy."

dude i-- and the way this is very presently canon in my head because usually its always the 'bright looking energetic' ones that hide secret kinks and pervyness aside from the 'quiet-slinky' dudes. JFBWJDJJSKSHDJD--

i feel like college bf Yunho is SUCH A SWEETHEART but in the sheets he’s highkey a hard dom. I feel like he’d want to ruin you especially if you look innocent. Oof his corruption go brrrrr whenever you give him this puppy eyes ‼️‼️‼️

You make him so pervy because fuck you’re so oblivious of every lewd thing you do. Like that one time where you would innocently beg him to give you a piggyback ride and he’d replay those whiny « please yuyu !! » in his imagination while he’s stroking himself in the shower. I don’t think he’d even want to tell you about his tendencies for the first time you’re sleeping over. He’d make out with you, finger you into a very good orgasm and then cuddle you to sleep, giving you a simple excuse of « another time baby we got class early tomorrow » (at which you pout very cutely in his opinion)

Now my creativity (and writing) isn’t the best to be able to write how you discovered his kinks but I think the trigger would be you begging him to fuck you dumb and that would make him wanna quickly discuss boundaries like safe words and stuff because he’s literally 3 seconds away to rail the shit out of you.

💔 anon

yunho is 100% a hard dom. HAAAARD. (remind me to write something for hard dom!yunho one day idk why i haven't yet)

and this concept...... THIS CONCEPT. yep yep yep. just you being your everyday cute self would literally make him wanna bust. he'd be on a study date with you in the library and literally wouldn't be able to get any work done. you're taking notes in glitter pen and decorating your notes with little stickers and all he can think about is bending you over the table and fucking you until you can't walk. and if you ever asked for a bite of his food, he'd literally get hard watching how wide your eyes get while he's putting the spoon in your mouth.

and he'd take such good care of his baby :( you're exactly right, he wouldn't admit all the things he wants to do to you at first. he'd finger you or eat you out and make you cum over and over, but it would take a long time for him to fuck you the way he wants to.

omfg okay so picture this: yunho is trying so hard to study (he should know better than to try to study with you by now, but i digress) and you're feeling so needy. it would start with a, "yuyu can you play with me?" and he'd answer with a simple, "not now, baby. need to get this done." and you keep begging and he keeps brushing you off until you just pick up his hand and shove his fingers in your mouth. those mfs are LONG so you'd definitely be gagging and once you pull off he'd just stare at you with super wide eyes. say something like "i wanna be your slut yuyu :( i want you to fuck me dumb :(" and he'd shove everything off the desk, explain the color system, and rail you until you're sobbing

THIS--- i dont normally read really long fanfics BUT THIS?!-- omaighad--

Close to you

(Gangster! Yoongi x Goodgirl! Reader) (Rags to Riches Au) 

Summary: Nobody likes Yoongi, not your older brother or your friends. But with him, you feel more protected than possessed. And though he might be a gangster and more than a little dangerous himself- that makes all the difference. From drug dealer to producer, from rags to riches, you’re Yoongi’s person- his muse- his soulmate.

Tags: good girl x bad boy au, blood, drugs, Yoongi with tattoo’s, references to making good ol’ sweet love, Rags to riches! au, brief mentions of drunk sex, Yoongi is soft and squishy and just loves the reader a lot.

A/n: This is more a story than a fic- with a little bit of an open ending to it- legit when I was editing this it tripled in length. 

W/c: 9.8k

Song rec: Lover by Taylor Swift 

You and Yoongi play basketball together, late at night in the park near your college. You don’t know how you started meeting up, but now you do nearly every day. You gather with the others at the edge of the court when the street lights turn on. Maybe it’s just to let off some steam from your busy college schedules, less than ideal lives, or just plain because you like the game. 

It’s a mish-mash of different people from different backgrounds, misfits and goody-two-shoes alike, pros and newbies at different skill levels, but everyone is pretty good. 

The games are never serious and no one really ever keeps score. The teams change depending on who tells what joke who gives what jibe. Lines are drawn in the minutes before you start, sides taken based off inside jokes and playful feuds. 

One night when a regular named Wonho wears a crop top and calls it ‘fashion’- teams are drawn based on who thinks it’s ridiculous or not. (You and Yoongi are on the same team that night- because of course boys should be allowed to wear crop tops).

You’re always the last two to leave the court at night, sometimes just before the lights shut off at midnight, sometimes you have to hop the fence if the security guard has already come around to lock up. You joke that he might have a vendetta against your group- you always say until the very last moment the court closes and he grumbles about leaving early. 

And on the nights where strangers lean in- when the streets don’t feel so safe and shadowy figures that seem recognizable at a distance linger longer than they should. When there’s another stabbing or a rumor of a girl getting taken off the street, Yoongi is the first to ask if you want him to walk you home.

You try reserving your impression until you know him better. But the tattoos on his arms and on his chest, peaking out over the low collar of his tanktops lead you to make conclusions that you’re not proud of. 

Your first interactions with him are brief at best and you know just from how he looks that you should be careful around him. The others might play at being rugged and dangerous but Yoongi doesn’t have to pretend. 

You realize this when he stats to walk you home. No one messes with him, the other gangbangers on the street don’t catcall you when yoongi walks you home. Shop keepers seem to Nodd at him if they feel brave and close their doors the second they see him if they don’t. 

Yoongi seems pretty abnormal for a typical gangbanger, He doesn’t fit the trigger happy sadistic stereotype that the media paints others of his ilk in. 

When he first asks to walk you home, You blush and let him because Yoongi is cute, charming even, and he’s nice company, even if he does look a little threatening sometimes. 

You wouldn’t let him walk you home for any other reason then just…needing the safety he provides, not at first, not when your overprotective older brother doesn’t let you date at all. You have a dating ban until you graduate college and as long as you sleep under his Roof. 

He’d even tried to squash your interest in the pick-up basketball games when you first started going- but you needed an outlet, justified it by saying you weren’t apart of any sports teams and needed to exercise. it isn’t safe on the streets so late at night, he says (and he’s not wrong- it isn’t.) he tries to get you to stay home each night or tries to guilt you into only playing on the weekends during the daytime.

But try as you might, every time he says it isn’t safe or brings up a carefully worded story by the news on the infestation of gangs in the city, you can’t help but picture Yoongi’s face. And maybe it isn’t safe for everyone. but the way he looks at you- guarded but curious and with a hint of mirth over the edge of a ball during a pass, makes you think that it’s safe for you. 

You weren’t exactly sheltered here, in your nice apartment on the edge of where town turns from seedy to bougie. You straddle the edge of gentrification Unable to fit in perfectly with either side. You’ve already had to move your apartment twice since you moved in with him after rent hikes and new policies made your past apartments just too expensive. 

The first time your brother catches sight of Yoongi, on the stoop of your apartment building just as your brother gets home from work- perfectly mistimed, he goes apeshit when he realizes that Yoongi’s just dropped you off. Your older brother takes one look at him and says that you shouldn’t date gangsters- that Yoongi will just bring your trouble one day. 

“Jesus Christ- he was just walking me home it’s not like it’s a big deal” and you remind him that you’re not dating- that you’re just friends and Yoongi is just being nice- and that your brother should be glad you have friends that want you to get home safe. 

He tries to keep you from going out the next night and threatens you with few words not to keep seeing him. You’re late to the game because of it sucking off your pink sweatshirt and growling out that you need to work off some steam. “join my team” Yoongi says, making the others pause with a wave of his hands. 

 They reach for water bottles while you get your shoes on, Yoongi tucks the ball under his arm and stands while you finish lacing up your shoes. “you good?” he asks, “yeah just my brother being a dick and making me late.” 

You know he says it’s all for you so that you’ll do well and school and get a good job later in life and have it easy, unlike either or your parents. but sometimes it feels like he just wants to control you needlessly. Yoongi nods and you see something- the mention of older brothers darken his gaze, you wonder why.  “He pitch a fit after he saw me last night?”

 “Oh you know it,” you say with false positivity. “But don’t worry you can still like- walk me home if you want, I liked talking to you yesterday,” you say, Shooting him a smile that makes his cheeks turn a little pink, he clears his throat “if it makes you feel safer of course” He reassures, ever the gentleman, and goes to shoot some free throws while you finish getting settled. 

The blush doesn’t fall really, especially when you meet his eyes over a pass a few seconds into the pell-mell start of the game. And you start to think that Yoongi with  his tattoo’s and his roguish exterior might be the perfect amount of rebellion to get out from underneath your brother’s thumb

Of course, Yoongi ends up being a lot more than that. 

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