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the angel and the devil masterlist
sansang ff
synopsis
intro
family
angel
new family member
meeting a dragon
new mission: protect the angel
new friend
what’s this feeling?
what is love?
prey and predator
more chapters tba
The angel and the devil
sansang ff
synopsis:
Angel hybrids are mostly known for their unreal beauty along with the fact that they are fragile, gullible and most important of all, innocent. Often only used for their bodies. Meanwhile, dragon hybrids are often known to be heartless and cruel. They have high sex drive and can be very cunning, making others think they are the only ones that can warm up the cold dragon heart. What happens when a cunning and evil dragon meets a gullible and always-confused angel being protected by several other stronger hybrids.
dragon alpha san x angel omega yeosang
𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘’𝖘 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖊
synopsis: ___ was trapped in an arranged marriage with Choi San, the crowned prince of wonderland and her step-sister’s lover. How will she find happiness? How will she escape?
pairing: thief!yunho x fem!reader
themes: royal au, angst, attempted suicide, physical abuse, a lot of blood, let me know if I missed anything
wc: 660 words
warning: this is in no way representing anyone’s personality. This is simply a work of fiction.
a/n: this chapter is not proofread yet, apologies for any grammar or spelling errors😭😭. ENJOY!! (not proof read yet)
𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓
The royal family were gathered in the main hall along with all the maids, Sana and Harin.
"We're gathered here today to discuss an issue that has recently been brought to my attention." San's father announced.
"San. It has been brought to my attention that you have been committing infidelity and abusing ____ and that she had almost lost her life." He continued.
‘Why isn’t Mr Lee here?’ Jongho thought.
San remained calm and replied, “I’m sorry father but where did you hear this from?”
“That’s beside the point. Did you or did you not hurt ____.” His father emphasised.
San stood there in silence refusing to answer. Then Jongho voiced out, “Shouldn’t Mr Lee be here? It IS regarding his daughter.”
Just then an adviser came in and whispered something into his father’s ear.
“Whatever is going on with you, San, don’t make it too obvious. You’re king now. Stay OUT of trouble.” He sternly said before leaving.
After he left San immediately shouted for no one to leave and the person who told his father to come out. Not wanting anyone to get in trouble, the pale and just recovered ____ took the blame.
San immediately gripped her hand tightly, and dragged her out of the main hall. His grip was so harsh that it would most likely leave a mark. As ____ was being dragged across the hall, San could see the worried look on Jongho’s face and realised that he had something to do with it.
“Stay out of my business my dear younger brother. You may be stronger, but I’m king. I have the political power. So watch your back.” San whispered to Jongho, as he walked past him, before leaving with Harin following behind, smirking at Jongho, as if she had already won.
Jongho scoffed.
“Fuck father. I’ll settle this on my own.” Jongho mumbled to himself before leaving and slamming the door.
Over the next few weeks, the abuse got worse. ____ could barely walk and it was more difficult for her to eat, talk or do anything, she wouldn’t even leave her bed. San was pissed that word got out and ‘punished’ ____ more for telling his father.
One day, she called all the maids into her room. She cried and broke down in front of them, begging them to tell no one.
“I know you know what’s going on. I know you gossip about all of this. But please, I’m begging, make sure his highness doesn’t hear of this.”
Seeing the current queen of Wonderland in this state, all the maids felt bad for her. They saw, first hand, the results of the current king’s affair. Over those few weeks, they showed her more kindness. They tried their best to help her in any way, whenever they could. They felt bad for her, having to go through all this and still being able to put on a smile for the citizens,who were unaware. They were thankful that she took the blame as they knew their families and their lives would be at risk if San himself found out it was actually them that leaked the information about the abuse to his father.
All the maids showed her sympathy and were friendly. They were no longer cold and avoiding. They would always entertain her, whether it be the latest gossip in Wonderland or the neighbouring kingdoms or current affairs going on in their own kingdom.
However, back at home, Chaeryeong started getting suspicious. Her sister hadn’t sent her a letter in a long time and she was worried. She was aware that San did not love her sister and loved Harin instead. She knew her sister wasn’t actually happy about the marriage but she would at least send her letter once every 2-4 days. However, it had been weeks since the last letter and Chaeryeong was starting to worry.
What if she got hurt?
Well, that isn’t far from the truth..
Trios don’t last
a yunho angst fanfic
angst (cause i’m feeling sad)
fem!reader with bestfriend!Yunho
potentially reader x seonghwa
second option trope.
a/n: this is not proofread so im sorry for any grammar or spelling errors.
wc: 1104 words.
____ and Yunho were best friends. They had known each other since they were kids. They were neighbours and their moms were close friends.
Yunho and ____ were in the same high school. She had a crush on Yunho since middle school. She was thought he liked her back and wanted to confess at their graduation, she had planned this years ago and fantasied about how it would go. She thought everything would go perfectly.
That was until she transferred…
→~~~~~~~~~~~←
“Class. Quiet down. We have a new student joining our class today.” Mrs Lee announced.
Murmurs were heard throughout the class.
A new student? At this time of year? It’s the middle of the graduating year, who would transfer at a time like this?
Yunho leaned to ____ side and whispered, “I heard she’s pretty.”
____ rolled her eyes. She tried to not let it bother her as she has a huge crush on him since forever.
As the new student walked in everyone’s jaw dropped.
“Hi, I’m Jangmi. Lee Jangmi. Nice to meet you.”
She was gorgeous. Her looks were as if it had been hand crafted by Aphrodite herself. Her facial features were perfect. Her body was a perfect hourglass figure. Her skin was amazing.
Yunho’s eyes widened. “Damn, she really is fucking pretty, and shy. She’s literally my ideal type. ” he whispered to ____, while starring at Jangmi as if she was a piece of art at the museum.
____’s heart dropped. She felt like crying.
He never looked at me like that.
“Jangmi, you can sit in front of ____. ____ raise your hand please.”
And for the rest of the class, ____ just wanted to run and cry.
→~~~~~ during break ~~~~~←
“Hi Jangmi, I’m Yunho. Do you want us to show you around school?” Yunho went up to Jangmi, dragging ____ with him.
____ faked a smile and nodded her head.
Jangmi agreed and for the rest of their break both of them showed her around the school.
“Lastly, this is the cafeteria. Do you want to eat?” Yunho asked.
“No thank you. I’m on a diet.” Jangmi rejected with a smile as she waved her hand.
“Diet? But you’re so skinny. Maybe ____ should go on a diet.” He nudged ____ teasingly and laughed.
Jangmi giggled. ____ looked down, feeling upset. She wanted to run away.
Am I really fat?
“I’m not that skinny and ____ is nice just the way she is. I think she’s really pretty.” Jangmi said.
____ looked up.
She’s nice.
→~~~~~~~~~~~←
Every since then, they’ve been a group. The three of them.
→~~~~~~~~~~~←
“Hey ____, did you hear about Yunho?” Yeosang asked.
Yeosang and ____ were also very close. But he didn’t really click well with Yunho. Both ____ and Yeosang shared multiple classes, in those classes, Yunho would share them with Jangmi and every time after those lessons, Yunho would hang out with Jangmi and accidentally ignore ____.
“Huh? What?”
“Are you sure you don’t know? You two are always so close.”
“We drifted a little. He’s really close with Jangmi nowadays.”
Yeosang was aware that ____ liked Yunho. He never understood why but never questioned his friend’s taste.
“I don’t think it’s a good idea to tell you then.”
“Just say it.” ____ was getting annoyed.
“He likes Jangmi. I over heard him talking to Mingi about confessing to her on graduation day.”
____’s heart fell. She had heard some rumors about Yunho confessing on graduation day and she thought it was her as all her other friends were also convinced it was her.
____’s face turned pale.
“You ok?” Yeosang asked, concerned.
____ nodded without saying anything. She didn’t feel like talking.
→~~~~~ after class ~~~~~←
When ____ was leaving the class with Yeosang, Yunho suddenly pulled her away.
“Hey, I know we hadn’t hung out in a while but I need to ask you something.”
“Ask Jangmi.” ____ coldly said before turning and leaving.
Yunho ran up to her and walked beside her.
“It IS about her. I can’t ask her.” He whispered.
As they left the school, Yunho dragged ____ to the nearby café, the one where they used to go to a lot before Jangmi came into their lives.
“Look, I like Jangmi and I was thinking that maybe you can help me.”
Hearing those three words, ____’s mind blanked out.
He likes her
Just as he finished his sentence, Yeosang entered with Wooyoung. Both guys saw ____ and Yeosang realised that she was uncomfortable.
As Yunho was waiting for a reply, Yeosang dragged Wooyoung and walked towards them.
“Hey ____, I’ve been looking all over for you.” Yeosang said.
“You have?” Wooyoung replied giving his best friend the ‘what the fuck’ look before getting elbowed by said friend.
“What do you need her for?” Yunho said rolling his eyes.
Do you really have to interrupt us?
Yunho was annoyed.
“The group project. We need to start on it. The three of us.” Yeosang said.
It was the best excuse he could come up with to get his friend out of the uncomfortable situation.
“Since when do we have a group project?” Wooyoung asked again.
“Yea since when?” ____ asked.
“Both of you really need to pay attention in class.” Yeosang said as he begun packing for ____ and dragging her out.
Yunho was left there, annoyed.
“What group project?” Wooyoung asked again.
“Stop asking. There is no group project. I was trying to get our friend her out of that situation.” Yeosang replied glaring at Wooyoung.
He turned his head to ____ and asked “What did he ask? Are you ok? You looked uncomfortable. That was the only excuse I could come up with.”
“Can I go home? I’ll tell you there. Please. He can see us. I just want to go home.”
Just as they were walking, they saw Jangmi.
“Oh, ____. Hiiiii.” She ran up to her and hugged her.
“Oh my god. Are you ok? You look so pale.” She asked, her voice full of concern.
____ nodded and smiled.
“Are these your friends? Hiii, I’m Jangmi.” Jangmi offered her hand but neither Yoesang not Wooyoung took it. Yeosang just grabbed Wooyoung and ____’s hand and dragged them towards the direction of ____’s house.
Jangmi was left there, confused.
→~~~~~ at her home ~~~~~←
____ explained everything to the two friends.
“He said he liked her.” ____ said hysterically into Yeosang’s shoulder.
Wooyoung was pissed. He knew about her crush. He also thought that Yunho was interested in her seeing how much he always cared for her.
“But I can’t bring myself to hate her. She’s so nice.”
“Let’s beat him up.” Wooyoung whispered to Yeosang.
Yeosang glared at him then looked back at the crying ____ on his shoulder.
After a few hours of crying, “I think it’s best to tell him how you feel. Get over him quicker.” Wooyoung suddenly suggested.
“That’s not go-“
“yeah i agree” ____ suddenly voiced out.
“I need to get over this. I’ve liked him for so long but he never noticed.”
“But your friendship…” Yeosang said softly.
“It’s ok. We’ve drifted anyways. He doesn’t hand out with me anymore. It’s like im invisible whenever the three of us hang out. There’s no use keeping this friendship going It was over ever since Jangmi joined. It’s better to accept reality now than later.” ____ said as she wiped her tears.
→~~~~~ the next day ~~~~~←
“Hey, ____ can I talk to you?” Jangmi asked, as she pulled ____ out.
“Hey! What about me?” Yunho pouted.
“It’s a girls thing.” Jangmi replied, sticking out her tongue playfully before leaving.
“What did you need to talk about?”
“I like Yunho”
“I was thinking, since you’ve been friends with him for so long. Maybe you can help me think of how to confess…” The last part was said softly.
____’s world stopped. She had told herself that she had to get over him quickly but hearing her say that made her heart ache even more.
“I don’t know. Ask Mingi.” ____ replied, trying to hold back her tears.
“I thought that yo-“
“____! I found you. I’m gonna borrow her for a sec. You can go to class first.” Wooyoung suddenly interrupted, pulling ____ away.
A confused Jangmi stared at them before shrugging her shoulders and walking back into class.
Wooyoung was going to his own class but saw both girls talking, and after Jangmi had finished talking he saw a visible shift in ____ facial expressions and knew he had to get her out of that situation.
“You good?”
“She likes him back.” ____ suddenly said.
“What?” Wooyoung asked, confused.
“Jangmi likes Yunho.”
As they talked outside her class, both of them looked into the class. Seeing how lovingly they both stared at each other ____ felt jealous.
“It’s always her. I’ve lost count the number if times guys have come to ask me on how to ask her out. She’s so god damn perfect that it is so fucking difficult to hate her.” ____ finally let out her rage.
Wooyoung didn’t know what to do. He had never seen ____ that angry. She was always composed, but because of this, she finally broke.
Wooyoung as about to say something, but the bell rang before he could say a word.
____ took a deep breath and pat Wooyoung’s shoulder.
“I’m fine. Wait for me here. It’s math. I’ll take my bag and we cam go to class together.”
Math was one of the lesson that ____ shared with Wooyoung and Yeosang while Yunho shared it with Jangmi.
→~~~~~ after math (🤮) lesson ~~~~~←
____ left the class on her own to talk to Yunho.
“Hey Yunho, are you free now. I need to talk to you.”
“Oh, hey ____. I’m kind of busy now. Mimi and I are going to the bookstore to pick up something.”
“Mimi?”
“Yeah, Jangmi.”
“You’re on nickname basis now?” ____ whispered as Yunho grabbed Jangmi’s hand and left.
Since then, Yunho and ____ barely talked. Whenever she tried to talk to him, Jangmi would be there or he would be too busy, having plans with Jangmi.
→~~~~~ on graduation day ~~~~~←
Today was the day But it was not as happy or as bright as ____ had imagined.
She woke up late, didn’t have time to eat her breakfast and as she was running to school, she had gotten water splashed on her by a car. So far her day wasn’t going good.
This was her last day of school. She was going to tell Yunho how she felt before leaving.
→~~~~~ the night before ~~~~~←
“Mom, Dad. I want to go to Australia to study.”
Her parents were shocked at her sudden request.
“But why?” Her mom asked.
“I just want to further my education there. It’s better. And Yeosang and Wooyoung are so going. We applied to the same course.”
“But sweetie what about Yunho?” Her mom suddenly asked.
“My education and future is more important than a friend. Can I please go?“
Seeing how determined their daughter was, they gave in.
→~~~~~ back to present ~~~~~←
The whole day, ____ couldn’t find Yunho.
At the ceremony, she saw Yunho at the stage wing and wonder what he was doing there. He wasn’t the smartest and never scored high marks. He was a mediocre student.
Everyone’s parents were there to see their child graduate. Even ____, Jangmi and Yunho’s parents were there.
Yunho stepped up on stage. He took the mic and walked towards were Jangmi was sitting. He then got on one knee and pulled out a bouquet of red roses, Jangmi and ____’s favourite flowers.
“Lee Jangmi. Would you make me the happiest man in this hall and be my girlfriend?” Yunho confessed in front of everyone.
Jangmi was in shock while all of ____’s friends turned to look at ____, even Yeosang and Wopyoung. They felt bad. ____ was holding in her tears. She knew she had to get over this, but it hurt. It really hurt. It just hurts so bad.
“Oh my god, Yunho… Yes!” Jangmi said as she hugged him.
Hearing Jangmi’s reply, ____’s mom knew why her daughter wanted to leave so bad, and she understood. She could see how much pain her daughter was in and put her arm around her shoulder.
“It’s ok. Let’s go home.” She whispered.
Seeing ____ and her family leaving Yeosang also decided to leave.
While everyone cheered, the two families left quietly.
At the carpark, Yeosang ran up to ____’s family.
“Mr Kim. Mrs Kim. Can I talk to ____?”
Both parents nodded and Yeosang ____ left to one side as both their parents waited in the car.
“Are you ok?”
Just then Wooyoung and the rest of her friends ran out.
“____ are you ok?” all of them asked at the same time.
Seeing all her friends caring so much about her, she started crying.
“I’m sorry. I so sorry.” Tears ran down her cheeks as she tried to hide her face.
Seeing this, everyone hugged her.
“Don’t apologise. You did nothing wrong. You’ll meet someone better in the future.” Chaeryeong, one of her best friend, said.
“Yeah, you’ll meet someone a million times hotter and richer.” Xiaoting said and everyone burst out laughing.
“We’ll miss you a lot ____.” Hikaru said, trying not to cry.
All her friends we’re aware about ____’s decision to go overseas. They were also aware of the reason. They understood her decision.
→~~~~~ the next morning ~~~~~←
They were all at the airport. Yeosang, Wooyoung and ____ all had their luggages. ____ was saying her last goodbyes to her friends and family.
“I’ll come back every holiday.” ____ said crying.
All of them were crying. ____’s parents were happy to see how much their daughter had grown and her friends all were sad to have to see her leave for the sake of a boy.
“Hey… They’re calling our flight already. It’s time to go.” Yeosang softly said.
Hugging everyone and saying their goodbyes, the three of them left to their boarding gate. ____ was assured that this trio would surely last.
As she was turning her phone to flight mode, she received a text.
‘Hey ____ where were you? Let’s celebrate.’
It was from Yunho.
Then another text came in.
‘____-ieeeeee. Let’s celebratee. I misss youu alreadyyy😭😭😭’
It was from Jangmin.
____ decided that her story with them ends here. She ignored their messages.
“I can’t wait to see San again. I miss him so mucchhhhh.” Wooyoung whined.
“I’m curious to see your boyfriend.” ____ teased.
“What about you? Who’s this Jongho guy?” She teased Yeosang.
Yeosang blushed and elbowed ____.
→~~~~~ Australia airport ~~~~~←
“BABEEEE!!” Wooyoung shouted as he ran towards someone.
“God this child.” Yeosang whispered, rolling his eyes.
“What about you? That San guy has someone beside him.”
Yeosang looked towards San’s direction and saw his own boyfriend and blushed again.
“God you’re so shy. Go.” ____ gave him a push.
Jongho walked up to him and kissed him.
“Hi baby.”
Yeosang blushed again, “shut up, ____’s here.”
Beside the couple, ____ started giggling.
It was cute how the two best friends dated a pair of brothers. The Choi brothers grew up in Korea and San was close with Yeosang and Wooyoung. Eventually, San and Wooyoung started dating. Then they met Jongho, and Yeosang fell in love too. Then they started dating. But the Choi brothers had to move, so they had a long distance relationship. Then in their last year of middle school, they met ____ and Yunho.
“Hello, I’m Kim ____.”
“Hello.” The brothers said in unison.
The two couples then resumed their lovey dovey acts making ____ feel lonely.
“God I hate third wheeling.”
“You’ll get used to it.” Wooyoung teased.
____ rolled her eyes at his reply.
“How did you come here?” Yeosang asked, with Jongho still hugging him, he refused to let him go.
“Seonghwa hyung drove us here. He’s there.” San pointed to a man walking towards them.
____’s jaw dropped.
Oh fuck he’s hot
“Hello, I’m Seonghwa.”
“Let’s put your things at home before going out.” He suggested.
Seonghwa bought a house and the Choi brothers lived with him. Paying monthly rent of course. Seeing that their boyfriends were moving, they suggested to Seonghwa to allow them to stay and he agreed.
When they reached the house, the three of them were shocked. They house was big.
“Damn. He rich rich.” Wopyoung whispered to ____ and Yeosang.
They were assigned different rooms. The couples together and ____ alone.
When Seonghwa was showing ____ her room, they were alone. Seonghwa found ____ pretty. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. He had heard about what happened to her and couldn’t understand how anyone could treat her like that.
“Uhm… Can I help you?” ____ asked.
“You’re really pretty.” Seonghwa blurted out.
____ blushed at his words.
Realising that, Seonghwa panicked. He just met her and was already trying to hit in her.
God. Fucking idiot. I just had to fuck it up
“Uhhh. I didn’t mean to say it. But I-I mean yeah you’re really pretty and uh”
“Thanks. You’re really good looking too.” ____ interrupted.
They just stood there. Both with a very obvious shade of red on their cheeks.
Wooyoung and San were outside and Wooyoung had an idea. With a cheeky smile, he pushed ____ towards Seonghwa’s direction. Seonghwa caught her to prevent her from falling and the close proximity between the two made them blush even more. The couple giggled at the two of them.
“Uhm… I’m so sorry.” ____ quickly said, getting off of him.
“It’s ok.”
Just then ____ got a call.
“Hey mom.”
“Sweetie. Yunho and his girlfriend came over to ask for you. I told them you were out.”
“Thanks mom.”
After the graduation ceremony, ____ didn’t feel like talking to Yunho anymore. She felt it was better to leave things that way.
Then ____ got another call. Seeing the caller ID being Yunho, ____ panicked.
“If you don’t mind?” Seonghwa asked, sticking out his hand, offering to pick up for her.
____ handed Seonghwa her phone.
“Hello? ____. Where are you? You left me on read. Jangmi’s here, we’re at the café. Come join us.”
“____, please comeee.” Jangmi added.
“She’s not available right now.”
“Wh-who are you?”
“That’s not important.” Seonghwa replied as he patted ____’s head.
“God this is so slow.” Wooyoung whsipered.
“You were also like this. Don’t forget that.” Yeosang whispered back.
The two couples were in the same room, waiting for them.
“Where is she?” Yunho asked.
“Do you want him to never call again?” Seonghwa asked ____ while covering the phone mic.
____ nodded looking at the floor. She felt like crying again.
Seeing this, Seonghwa replied “She’s currently beside me. Would you like to speak to your friend babe?” Before hanging up the call.
Seeing what Seonghwa did, ____ blushed even harder if that was possible. He then put her phone on the bed and hugged her.
“It’s ok. Let’s go and eat.” Seonghwa bent down to her eyes level.
Feeling her heart racing, she grew confident and kissed him on the cheek before taking her phone and running to Yeosang’s side.
San, Wooyoung, Yeosang and ____ left while Seonghwa and Jongho were left there.
“Hyung, I think you better hurry and take her before she takes my boyfriend away.” Jongho said, patting Seonghwa’s shoulder before leaving.
“He’s never this confident. Whatever he did to that Yunho guy was for you.” San said to ____.
Wooyoung smirked, “ooooo. Little ____ and Seonghwaa. How cute..”
The two couples knew that they would be a cute couple, it was just a matter of time.
Yunho was left confused. What happened to his best friend? He would never know how ____ felt and he would never understand why her friends started treating him coldly. He would never know why ____ cut contact with him. While in Australia, a new love was blooming for her. A chance to feel the love that Yunho could never reciprocate.
A trio that never lasted. A best friend that left. An unrequited love that ended with no closure. A friendship that was never meant to be. A boy that was blind to his best friend’s love to him and a girl that was always the second option.
a/n: I used Woosan and Jongsang because its cute😭😭😭
hope you liked it🤩🤩 i decided to give ____ a happy ending with mama hwa.
𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘’𝖘 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖊
synopsis: ___ was trapped in an arranged marriage with Choi San, the crowned prince of wonderland and her step-sister’s lover. How will she find happiness? How will she escape?
pairing: thief!yunho x fem!reader
themes: royal au, angst, attempted suicide, physical abuse, a lot of blood, let me know if I missed anything
wc: 540 words
warning: this is in no way representing anyone’s personality. This is simply a work of fiction.
a/n: this chapter is not proofread yet, apologies for any grammar or spelling errors😭😭. ENJOY!! ps: sorry this took so long, exam season is back. so i might update once every week.
𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖎𝖝
“Father, we need to talk.” Jongho burst into his father’s study with Hikaru by his side.
“Speak.”
“Your highness, let’s just go.” Hikaru whispered.
“It’s San. He’s not treating ____ properly. He’s sleeping with Harin. I saw what he did to ____ yesterday. He had hurt her. She was bleeding. She wanted to die.” Jongho explained, urging Hikaru to speak, but she was too scared.
“Hikaru saw everything.” He added.
Hikaru then looked up, shaking her head, not wanting any involvement. Sure, Jongho could be excused from San’s wrath but she and her family couldn’t.
His father just nodded and continued to do his work, not even looking up.
“SHE ALMOST DIED FATHER!!” Jongho raised his voice, slamming his father’s table.
“Do not raise your voice at me young man.” His father sternly warned, finally looking up from his work.
“Then do something! He doesn’t deserve to be king! Even if you slept around, you never tried to kill mother!”
His father slammed the table and stood up, walking right up to him.
“Do not speak to me like that ever again. And regarding your brother, we will discuss that another time. Leave now.”
Jongho rolled his eyes and left the room, upset that his father did nothing.
Guess that’s why people say they’re alike.
Just as he was walking to the library, Sana walked up to him.
“Your highness, her highness has woken up.”
Hearing this, he quickly ran to her room.
“Jongho…”
“______… how are you feeling?” He slowly walked to her bedside and caressed her cheek.
____ groaned in pain as she tried to sit up. Seeing her struggle, Jongho glared at the maids beside her to do something. Seeing his glaring eyes, the maids immediately went by her side and helped her sit up.
“Jongho…”
“It’s ok… I know everything.” He assured her.
“I told father about it.” He added.
_____’s face went from discomfort to fear. Her hands started shaking and she started panicking.
Jongho looked at her confused as the maids also showed fear on their faces, including Hikaru and Sana.
“No…no…no…” she started mumbling to herself.
Jongho looked at her then all the other maids, wondering why everyone was scared.
“Everyone leave. I need to speak with his highness alone.”
Everyone nodded and bowed before taking their leave.
“Are you insane?”
Jongho looked even more confused.
“No thank you for saving you?”
“No, I didn’t want to be saved. And you telling your father everything just made it worse. Everyone knew what was going on. Once the king confronts him, everyone could be killed. All the maids. Including Hikaru, Sana and even me. I could get killed. He won’t killed you because you’re his brother. He’ll never lay a hand on you knowing your father would disown him. YOU have protection. WE don’t.” _____ said worriedly.
Jongho then realised why everyone was so scared when they found out he had told the king. It was then he realised why Hikaru was so scared to be used as a witness. It was then he realised why Hikaru was so scared to tell the king. It was then he realised why everyone never told his father or mother anything.
“What…” he mumbled, face going white.
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pairing: yandere!San x fem!reader
themes: mentions of cheating, manipulation, kidnapping, stalking (?), light mentions of physical and mental abuse, angst, use of profanity, MDNI
wc: 2071 words (might have gotten carried away)
a/n: sorry this took so long. This is not proofread yet, so apologies for any grammar or spelling mistakes. I used Harin again because I couldn’t think of any new ones, i’m sorry.😞😞
As the door clicked open, a sleepy ____ woke up from the sofa. She looked up to see San, her boyfriend of almost 2 years, walking in, his shirt a mess and hair disheveled.
“Where were you?” ____ asked coldly.
“I was at work.”
____ did not believe him one bit. She stood up and walked towards him. As she walked closer, she smelled something. Perfume. Not anything she ever wore or anything San ever wore, not that he wears perfume. Taking a closer look, his crumpled shirt at a bright pink lipstick stain on its collar.
____ could not believe her eyes, she pulled the collar closer to get a better look. San stood there, angered. He still didn’t know that he was wrong, and with his tired state, he couldn’t help but get irritated at ____, he just wanted to sleep now.
“What do you want?” San asked with annoyance in his voice while pushing her away.
“Who?”
San looked at her confused, “huh?”
“Who did you sleep with?” ____ repeated.
“No one. What’s with you. I’m tired, can we talk about this tomorrow?” San replied as he started walking to the bathroom.
“No! You’ve been coming home late, looking like you just fucked someone all the damn time. And now that I caught you with evidence, you want to get irritated with me?!” _____ shouted, pissed at her boyfriend.
“I’m fucking tired ok?! I work all day and when I come back, you’re always busy. At least Harin gave me her attention.” He said while rolling his eyes, letting the name slip on accident.
____ took a step back, hands covering her mouth, “Ha-Harin?”
“Yeah, your beloved bestie.” San replied sarcastically.
A million thoughts went through ____’s head.
When did it all start? Why?
Does he still love me?
“Why? Do you still love me?” The question slipped.
San scoffed. “Love? With you, I haven’t felt that in a while with you.”
Tears welled up in ____’s eyes.
“Then why stay with me? Go with her then. Let’s just end this shit. Fuck you.” _____ walked towards the table, taking the now cold soup, and splashed it all over San, eyes showing both sadness and anger. She then grabbed her things and left, slamming the door loudly.
San groaned at the mess, rolling his eyes, being annoyed at the mess that HE now has to clean.
Fucking annoying bitch. Thank god she’s gone.
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~ one week later ~
San regretted everything. From the day after he had woken up up to now. He regretted every single thing that happened that night. He had slept with Harin a few times and always thought that it was nothing more than just sex, however, after hearing their breakup, Harin immediately threw herself onto San. (some friend she is🙄🙄) After the breakup, spending time with Harin made San realise how much he actually still longed for ____. Realising his mistake, San immediately tried to win ____ back.
After the events that night, ____ ran towards Harin’s house subconsciously. Seeing her house not far away, she suddenly slowed down. She remembered everything that happened and started running to the next person she knew she could trust, Hongjoong. He was her best friend from work and they were also close outside of work. Hongjoong had tried talking to ___ about his suspicions of Harin but ____ brushed it off. Now, ____ realised how dumb she was. After catching a cab, she called him, still holding in her tears.
Hongjoong took care of her for the next week. She was so depressed she couldn’t even get out of the guest room bed. She was so upset that she just called in sick for that week. Seeing her in that state, Hongjoong made sure to take care of all her needs and always be there for her. Over the week, she improved slightly, just enough to get out of bed and go to work, but not enough to socialise.
~ operation win ___ back: day one ~
Work was finally over, ____ was tired. She was thankful for Hongjoong always being by her side whenever someone came up to talk to her. She had no energy to socialise and just wanted to work.
As she left the office building, a familiar person walked up to her. ____ panicked and grabbed onto Hongjoong’s arm.
Seeing this, San’s veins popped. He still walked up to her to hand her a bouquet of her favourite flowers. Noticing _____’s facial expressions, Hongjoong pulled her behind him.
“Dude, she doesn’t want you here. Leave.”
“This is none of your business. Stay out of this. Did she tell me to leave?” San replied rudely.
“Hongjoong, let’s just go.” ____ mumbled.
“San please leave.” She gathered her courage and looked him in the eye.
Hearing that, San felt defeated. He took the flowers and left.
~ day two ~
The same thing happened again. San waiting for ____ outside her office building, but this time, with her favourite snacks.
____ told him the same thing, despite how much she wanted to hug him and take him back. She knew Hongjoong would not approve and it was all for her own good.
The week spent with Hongjoong made ____ realise how toxic her relationship with San had gotten over the past few months. Hongjoong helped her feel better and helped her understand that staying away from San was for her own good.
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This went on for months. San would always wait outside ____’s office building with some of her favourite things only to see her with Hongjoong happily and be rejected by her.
San started to get irritated. His efforts would always go to the trash or just be eaten. He started to get impatient. And one day he finally snapped.
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It was the same routine again, but this time, ____ had finished work late while Hongjoong had finished slightly earlier. However, Hongjoong decided to go back to the office to fetch ____. (what a good friend)
As usual, San was outside the office building holding ____’s favourite chocolates. He was wondering why she was taking so long, it was already 9:30, ____ normally ends work at 7:00.
As he stood at his usual corner waiting, he saw a familiar car pull up. Hongjoong stepped out of his car as ____ stepped out of the office building. San immediately grabbed her wrist.
“____, enough is enough. Just come back.” He said, grabbing onto her wrist tighter, that would definitely leave a mark.
____ tried pulling her hand out of his grasp but to no avail, “San... Let me go.” She struggled.
San then tried dragging her to his car, but was stopped by Hongjoong.
Hongjoong knew that San would be waiting for her and told her beforehand to wait inside and he would come to get her, ensuring her safety.
“Let her go man. You guys are done.” Hongjoong said, grabbing hold of your other wrist.
San’s eyes shifted. They showed anger, hatred and the look of murder. He let go of he hand, dropping the chocolate as well. San’s face darkened.
“Joong!! San, WHAT THE HELL?!?!” ____ screamed.
San’s fist collided with Hongjoong’s face and he fell. ____ quickly knelt down to help him.
“What? Does he fuck you better?”
____ couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
“Are you insane? We BROKE UP! Fuck off San! Go to your beloved Harin.” ____ mocked, referencing his previous argument.
San ignored her and started to beat Hongjoong up. ____ was trying her best to pull her ex away from his friend.
“San! Enough!”
San turned around to face ____, his face showing nothing but insanity. He had lost his sanity over the past few months without her. As she was getting better, he was spiraling down to madness.
San grabbed her wrist tightly and the fallen chocolate and dragged her towards his car. He slammed her onto his car, caging her between his (strong) arms.
“You’re MINE! You hear that slut. YOU agreed to the break up. I did not”
Looking past his shoulders, ____ saw Hongjoong trying to stand up. She wanted to go and help.
“Leave and I will make sure he never wakes up again.” San threatened.
____ Stood frozen in her spot. San smirked and planted a kiss and her cheek.
“Now get in the car and we can get back to how we were. Ok, babe?”
___ nodded in fear, getting in the car. As San drove off, she made eye contact with Hongjoong and mouthed a ‘sorry’.
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“I’m sorry for the mess babe. I was a little upset when you left.”
The whole room was in a state of chaos, it looked like a hurricane caused it.
Suddenly, _____’s phone rang. She picked it up to see Hongjoong calling here. She wanted to pick it up, when from behind, San took her phone and broke it.
“I’ll get you a new one.” He said nonchalantly.
“Now...” He said lowly while walking towards her, a smirk plastered on his face.
Her back hit a wall and he pinned her to it. He began to kiss her neck and face. When he tried to kiss her lips, she turned her face. He forcefully turned fer face back and kissed her.
Breaking off the kiss, he planted a light kiss onto her cheek.
“I’ll get your clothes ready. Go take a bath.” He said sweetly.
___ rolled her eyes and walked to the bathroom. San did not like her attitude and pulled her towards him by the wrist.
“Listen here, I don’t like that snappy attitude you have there. Get. Rid. Of. It. Or your little friend will get it. Hear that?”
Not wanting Hongjoong to get hurt again because of her, she complied and thanked San before walking to the bathroom.
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The next day, Hongjoong found out ____ had quit. Or more like San forced her to quit.
“I can pay for all our expenses baby. You can quit. I’ll give you a comfortable life.”
It was more of a threat. ____ feared what San would do to her and Hongjoong if she didn’t comply, hence she quit her job.
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Ever since ____ was kidnapped, she would never be let out of the house. She must always be at home and if she wanted to go out, San must be there. Whenever San got home, he would show her love, while ____ would fake a smile and pretend to be affectionate. And whenever ____ were to act out of place, San would punish her, hit her with his belt, slap her, lock her in the room without food or water, kick her or punch her. Everyday before he left for work, he would remind her why Hongjoong never came to look for her.
“You’re nothing without me baby. Don’t forget, the only person that loves you is me. What happened to that pathetic friend of yours? He doesn’t care, he never tried to find you. Only I care about you.”
Eventually, ____ let his words get to her. She began to believe Hongjoong didn’t actually care for her. She thought only San cared for her.
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One day, when San returned home. He went to the kitchen to prepare the food he had bought when suddenly he felt someone hug him from behind. Said person hid her face into his back mumbling “I missed you”.
Seeing her actions, San was shocked. He turned around. Seeing her in drowning in his shirt and in her panties, San wanted to fuck her right there and then.
“This is something new. What’s wrong baby.” He hugged back.
____ nuzzled her face into his chest, “I just really missed you.”
San thought he had finally won her back, but he was cautious. He wanted to test if he really had won her back.
“Hongjoong came to my office today.”
She didn’t seem to be bothered. She continued nuzzling her face into his chest.
“I don’t care about him.” ___ whined.
“I need to now.” She looked up at him with her doe eyes and a desperate look on her face.
Seeing her face, he proceeded to kiss her. Forgetting about dinner, they spent the whole night in their room having fun. San felt bliss seeing how desperate ____ was for him and his dick, both fucking like there was no tomorrow.
One thing was for sure, San had won.
𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘’𝖘 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖊
synopsis: ___ was trapped in an arranged marriage with Choi San, the crowned prince of wonderland and her step-sister’s lover. How will she find happiness? How will she escape?
pairing: thief!yunho x fem!reader
themes: royal au, angst, attempted suicide, physical abuse, a lot of blood, let me know if I missed anything
wc: 1279 words (i got a little carried away)
warning: this is in no way representing anyone’s personality. This is simply a work of fiction.
a/n: this chapter is not proofread yet, apologies for any grammar or spelling errors😭😭. ENJOY!!
𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖎𝖛𝖊
_____ wanted to bleed out. She hoped to just die. She leaned back on her cabinet, her breathing slowing down. Her vision started to blur and she started seeing stars.
I guess this is how it ends…
I’m tired…
She closed her eyes and sat there, waiting for death.
Just then she heard a whisper from the door, “your highness, I heard screaming from here just now. Is it ok if I come in?”
____ was too tired to reply.
Then the door slowly creaked open and a head popped in, “hello? Your highness.”
Then a second voice could be heard, “is she ok?”
That’s all she heard before her vision went black.
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It was Hikaru. She was walking past the hallway to the kitchen when she heard screaming. She had always been aware of the affair between San and Harin. The gossip from the other maids and her experience serving Harin for a few months prior to being assigned to ____. She was well aware of the situation ___ was going through and the abuse she would normally be put through. However, she was too scared to speak out to Jongho or any of the Royal family in fear of her own family being in possible danger, so she kept her mouth shut.
When she heard the screaming, she hid behind a wall. She heard a door open and she tilted her head out to take a peek. When she saw a bloodied ____ being dragged across the floor by San, her eyes widened in shock and her face was drained of any colour. She covered her mouth as she continued looking at how San just threw ____ on the floor before heading back to his own room. She then leaned back against the wall as San turned to her direction. Afraid of being seen, she quickly ran back the direction she came from.
She let what she saw settle in. Sure, she had seen the effects of San and Harin’s abuse, but she never saw blood. But what she saw just now convinced her that she had to do something. A bloodied and half conscious ____ being dragged by her husband by the hair. She could only think of one person that she could tell.
Over the past years that _____ and Hikaru became friends, they also grew close to the second prince, Jongho. Hikaru was aware of the friendship between the 2 and decided that she would tell him.
She slowly walked back and took a peek, making sure San was back in his room, before running to the library, where she was certain, would be where she would find the second prince.
As she reached the library, she pushed open the door and called for Jongho, “your highness.”
As she was catching her breath, Jongho popped up from behind a shelf to find the source of the noise.
Warning bells rang in his head as he saw a panting and frantic Hikaru. He quickly rushed to her side. “Hikaru, what happened? Is the palace on fire? Did something happen to my father or mother?”
“____” she said as she tried to catch her breath.
“What?”
“I saw ____ being dragged by your brother out from his own room to her room.” Hikaru explained everything from the start, from the part when the abuse started till what she had seen.
Jongho’s face went from worry to mortification. He had no idea his brother had hurt ____. Yes, he was aware of the affair going on behind ____’s back, but he was never aware of the abuse happening.
When Hikaru had explained everything, they decided to go to _____’s room to check on her.
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When they both entered the room, their mouths dropped. They stood in shock. In front of them an unconscious _____ in a pool of her own blood. The carpet was so soaked with blood that it still had a layer of blood on top of it.
After a few seconds, the initial shock settled and they rushed to ____’s side, trying to wake her up.
“Hikaru, go call the royal medic now,” Jongho instructed.
Hikaru nodded before running to the medic’s office.
Soon, Hikaru and Sana came running in as quietly as possible, not trying to alert the people(monsters) next door.
Sana was the best medic in the whole of Wonderland. She was known for finding cures for the rarest illness and healing injuries in record time, restoring anyone back to full health in less than a month.
Sana quickly did what she could to treat ____ afraid of what the king, San, might do.
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_____ laid unconscious on her bed. The area where she sat still had a pool of blood and a group of maids were cleaning it up. None of the royal family had been alerted of the issue except Jongho.
Hikaru stood by ___’s side, holding back her tears. Jongho sat beside her, staring at ___’s pale unconscious face as Sana was still taking care of ___.
Once the maids had finished cleaning, Jongho had instructed them to leave quietly.
“What’s her condition?” Jongho asked.
“She's stable for now. She’s out of danger but her mental health is at risk. I advise you to tell the king about the affair.” Sana replied.
Jongho looked at her with wide eyes, “even YOU are aware of the affair?”
“Not just the affair, the abuse as well. Ms Lee always came to me for medicine and those bruises never looked like an accident. One day, I overheard everything his highness and Ms Goo were discussing. I was going to tell the king myself, however, San had threatened me with my family and I could not risk it. So I had no choice. Sorry, your highness.” Sana explained.
Jongho dismissed Sana and continued to stare at ____. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Had he been oblivious all this time? He always looked up to his brother. Sure, he never liked how he was spoiled, but San had always helped him when he was facing any sort of trouble and he always thought of his brother as an amazing person. Seeing this side of him made him sick to his stomach.
“Let’s leave her to rest. See me in my room tomorrow morning. We’ll discuss what to tell the king. And make sure all the maids that were here keep their mouths shut. I want not a word out.” emphasising that he wanted no gossip flying around.
Hikaru nodded and bowed before leaving.
Jongho stood up, walking towards the door. Taking one last look at ____, he shut the door. When he was outside her room, he looked over to his brother’s room door. Why? How could he hurt such an amazing person? Why did he do this? Why ____? Why Harin? Questions filled his head. But he turned around and walked back to his room. He was too tired and scared to confront his older brother, despite being physically stronger, so he decided to just leave his questions unanswered.
What he was sure of was that he wanted revenge. These past few years, he realised how much his brother had changed. The incident had opened his eyes. He had seen what his brother had become. As he grew closer to ____ and drifted from his brother, he wanted revenge. He was angry. He wanted his older brother to suffer. That was the night, he lost all respect for his brother, despite him being king. He wanted to overthrow his brother, but mistreating the queen and infidelity were considered nothing in the eyes of his father. He was at a loss.
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𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘’𝖘 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖊
synopsis: ___ was trapped in an arranged marriage with Choi San, the crowned prince of wonderland and her step-sister’s lover. How will she find happiness? How will she escape?
pairing: thief!yunho x fem!reader
themes: royal au, angst, attempted suicide, physical abuse, a lot of blood, let me know if I missed anything
wc: 404 words
warning: this is in no way representing anyone’s personality. This is simply a work of fiction.
a/n: this chapter is not proofread yet, apologies for any grammar or spelling errors😭😭. ENJOY!!
𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖔𝖚𝖗
No one outside the castle, except San's parents, knew what was going on. Everyone assumed that San and ____ were happily married. Not even Chaeryeong nor Xiaoting knew anything. ___ was too scared to say anything to anyone, being afraid of what San and Harin were capable of and now that San was king, she was more scared.
Living with San for 3 years was a nightmare. Every night for the past year, she could hear the things going on in San’s room, having her room next to his. If they were not at it, they would be torturing her. Whenever San or Harin had a bad day, the 2 of them would team up to beat her. ___ would always end up crying by herself on her bed, body in pain. She would always tend to the wounds herself and every morning, she would wake up early to cover the marks.
Over time, ____ started feeling helpless, she was always in a state of depression and fear. She wouldn’t leave her room unless San or Harin called for her. She was scared to disobey. She felt depressed. She spent most of her time crying and hardly ate anything.
One specific night, Harin suggested using a weapon to add to the torture. So, San drew out his sword and slit her arms. The cuts left were deep enough to draw blood… A LOT of blood, it kept flowing out and it left a searing pain in her arms. She screamed in agony as more and more blood dribbled down her arm. San picked her up by the same arm making her scream in pain.
“Shut the fuck up, fucking bitch” he warned in a threatening tone before throwing her on the floor.
“Sannie, enough…” Harin whined from San’s bed.
“I think that’s enough for tonight. I need you now..” She continued whining.
“Ok sweetie,” San replied to her with a smile.
Making sure no one was outside, San dragged ____ to her room. Making sure not to leave a trail of blood, he threw her on the floor before slamming the door shut. For a while, she sat on the floor crying and crying blood still dribbling down her arm, staining the once perfect white carpet.
Then an idea came into her head. She couldn’t take it anymore. She couldn’t take the abuse. She was tired and she just wanted to sleep… forever…
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𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘’𝖘 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖊
synopsis: ___ was trapped in an arranged marriage with Choi San, the crowned prince of wonderland and her step-sister’s lover. How will she find happiness? How will she escape?
pairing: thief!yunho x fem!reader
themes: abuse, infidelity, reader is very good at hiding her emotions :)
wc: 517 words
warning: this is in no way representing anyone’s personalities. This is simply a work of fiction. !!There will be mentions of abuse and infidelity in this chapter, I do not support any of these!!
a/n: this chapter is not proofread yet, apologies for any grammar or spelling errors😭😭. ENJOY!!
𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊
Author pov
7 years later, ____ is 20, San is 21
At the palace
“Let’s all congratulate the newly wedded couple and the reign of a new king!” The previous king announced.
There, in front of the whole country, stood ____ and San, the new king and queen of wonderland, seemingly happily married.
Walking back in, ____ saw Xiaoting and Chaeryeong together. She wanted to talk to them and finally catch up after so long when San held her arm tightly.
“Remember, don’t speak a word about last night.” He threatened, then let her arm and walked out of the dining hall, most likely to see Harin again.
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Last night
“WHY MUST I GET MARRIED TO YOU?!?” San yelled, throwing random things towards ___’s direction.
____ was on the floor, in her nightgown, body bruised and bleeding from San’s abuse.
Just then, Harin walked in.
“Sannie, what’s going on?”
San looked up to her and went to hug and kiss her.
“Nothing much love, just dealing with some stuff.” San said as he looked at ____ with disgust.
Harin went up to her and kicked her. “Why didn’t you invite me to play?” she asked in her sickening high-toned fake voice.
This went on for the next few hours. They kept beating her and pulling her hair, torturing and abusing her.
She never wanted this. She wanted to leave the marriage, however leaving the marriage will result in her family being exiled from the kingdom and her father possibly executed.
End of flashback
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____ walked towards Xiaoting and Chaeryeong.
“There my little baby is. Oh, I can’t believe you’re getting married. My little baby grows up so fast.” Xiaoting says as she wipes off a fake tear.
“Oh stop being so dramatic,” Chaeryeong said, lightly hitting Xiaoting’s shoulder.
“Anyway, how are you? I haven’t seen you in so long. Is he treating you right/ Is he still seeing that bitch? Speaking of him, where is he? What kind of man leaves their wife right after their marriage ceremony? Chaeryeong bombarded _____ with questions
“Yes, he’s treating me well. No, he hasn’t been seeing Harin and lastly I have no idea where he is.” ____ lied with a smile.
Both girls seem to believe it, seeing that their faces showed the look of joy towards their youngest friend having married prince Choi and becoming queen.
Did ____ feel bad lying to the 2 people she trusts the most? Yes, absolutely. But it was the only way ____ could think of to keep them out of her problem, to keep them unaware. If they knew, ____ was afraid of what San might do to them.
The 3 of them continued their conversation, it was more like Chaeryeong and Xiaoting were the ones talking. ____ stood there in silence just listening to them, she managed to hide her feelings well since her smile looked so genuine. After all, she had managed to keep that facade for more than 5 years. However, she kept silent as she felt that if she were to open her mouth, she might break down crying.
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yeah i have the overall story line out, so maybe soon.
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𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘’𝖘 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖊
synopsis: ___ was trapped in an arranged marriage with Choi San, the crowned prince of wonderland and her step-sister’s lover. How will she find happiness? How will she escape?
pairing: thief!yunho x fem!reader
themes: royal au, angst, romance, kidnapping, horrible parents, bullying, abuse, cursing
wc: 522 words
warning: this is in no way representing anyone’s personalities. This is simply a work of fiction. ENJOY!!
a/n: hi, this is my first time writing these types of stories, so i’m sorry for any errors are things that don’t make sense. sorry for grammar or spelling mistakes. (not proofread yet)
𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓𝖊
______’s POV
“We’ll be having dinner with the royal family tonight _____, so wear that dress that you recently got.” Papa instructed.
“Why?” I whined.
“No questions young lady, you know why.” Papa said sternly before walking away.
After Papa left, I dragged my feet to the garden to tell Chaeryeong. The garden was our safe space. Mama used to always play with us here. I miss Mama...
“Chaeryeeeoooong” I whined.
She turned around and playfully glared at me for disturbing her peace.
“Did Papa tell you we’re going to have dinner with the royal family tonight?”
She nodded, “yeah, and the Goos are coming along. ugh! I can stand another moment in the same room as those 2 annoying ass fuckers.”
I gasped, “don’t say that,” I hit her shoulder.
After chatting for a while, we headed back into the castle to get ready.
“Hah, look who’s here,” a voice mocked.
I saw Chaeryeong roll her eyes.
“Ugh I seriously can’t stand her. I just wanna slap her across her damn face.”
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At the royal palace
“Good evening your highnesses” we greeted.
“Oh, you’re all here on time. Wonderful.” The Queen said cheerfully.
“Dinner has already been set up. Come. Follow me.”
“I can’t believe she’s marrying the prince mom, I want the prince”
“You’re prettier than her, do you see her dress? The prince will definitely change his mind.”
Hearing their conversation really made me doubt myself.
‘Was my dress really that ugly? Was the prince really change his mind?’
A million thoughts were running in my head. I love him, and he loves me. Right? He said he did.
Flashback to 3 years ago
10-year-old ____ and 11-year-old San were playing in the castle’s garden
“Hey, San.” I called out.
He turned to look at me.
“Do you really wanna spend your entire life with me in the future?” I asked innocently.
“Of course! I love you. Why wouldn’t I wanna sped my entire future with the person I love.” He said as he cupped my face.
We giggled and continued playing about till sunset.
He said those 3 words to me when I was 10. Was it maybe too soon?
End of flashback
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As I walked into the dining hall, I saw San. I smiled at him, but he was staring at something else. He seems to be in awe as his facial expression showed pure shock. I followed his line of vision and saw he was looking at Harin. Is this real?
We all took our seats, I sat between Chaeryeong and Papa. I glanced at San. He still hadn’t taken his eyes off Harin. He was staring and blushing.
Papa, Ms Goo, her highness and his highness were talking amongst themselves. Jongho and Chaeryeong were also talking amongst themselves. I looked at San again. He was whispering something in Harin’s ear and they giggled, Harin even blushing. They kept talking to each other. Their eyes never left each other. They looked so in love, and they only met for the first time.
With a heavy heart, I ate in silence.
The nightmare was just getting started.
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𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘’𝖘 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙
synopsis: ___ was trapped in an arranged marriage with Choi San, the crowned prince of wonderland and her step-sister’s lover. How will she find happiness? How will she escape?
pairing: thief!yunho x fem!reader
themes: royal au, angst, romance, kidnapping, horrible parents, tba
wc: 4847 words
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chapters:
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prologue
chapter one
chapter two
chapter three
chapter 3.5
chapter four
chapter five
chapter six
chapter seven
nsfw seonghwa
so all ateez members are having a movie night and you’re invited. you’re sitting in seonghwa’s lap. some scary movie is playing and whenever you get scared you jump and cover your face. little do you know seonghwa is getting hard. after a while you feel something poke your ass. then you realise that seonghwa is hard. he then proceeds to push his hands pass your shorts and panties to rub your clit.
“shhh. make a sound and i’ll stop”
you start to squirm around and panting really hard trying to not make noise. he then rubs harder and faster with his thumb while his middle and ring finger starts entering your pussy.
“fuck your tight. after i fuck you so many times you’re still so tight. looks like i need to fuck you more”
he starts scissoring you and pushing his fingers deeper.
“gonna c-cum” you whisper softly.
“go ahead.”
he helps you ride out your high and them puts his fingers, that are coated in your cum, in his mouth.
“you taste sweet baby girl”
little did you know someone was watching…
a: im a fucking simp for seonghwa😩
ateez story idea:
nsfw ish and yandere ish
so like san cheats on s/o, and like says shit like “i dont love you anymore” or whatever.
then san regrets and starts like trying to win s/o back. he follows him/her wherever you go. he waits for him/her outside their workplace/school. to the point where they have to get a guy friend to accompany them back home in order for san to leave. they pretend to be together and san get upset.
so one day when san is following them, he gets pissed and forcefully takes him/her away by beating the guy up and kidnaps him/her, then fucks him/her saying shit like “your mine! you get it? can he fuck you like this? i bet you missed my cock.” then proceeds to never let him/her out the house.
then idk anymore. should I write a full story?
do you hear the people sing?
do you hear the people sing?
have a He during this troubling time
happy birthday @bvlnoriyas!! this gifset is for you
26th November, Confession: i have a tiny crush on thanxx wooyoung and so do you
it’s too vivid to conclude it as just a dream
this inception stage was my introduction to ateez months before i knew who they were, but for some reason “Mr. Blueberry” and his killer skirt game have haunted me since
7th November, Happy 23rd birthday Hongjoong!
i just think they're neat
The Places Between Us: The Undead Soldier: (OT8 x Fem!Reader)
Pairing: Song Mingi x Fem!Reader | Side pairings: Hongjoong x Fem!Reader, Ateez x Reader.
Genre: Smut, angst, fluff | AU: fantasy!au,
Word Count: 6k
Summary: Carted away by Mingi like a prized lion, YN is taken through the dangerous woodlands of the North. Through lycan infested lands, General Mingi is generous. Very generous.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
Overall Tags: dub-con, mind control, enslavement, kidnapping, forced breeding, monster fucking, sex work, mentions/implications of abuse, mentions/implications of SA, stockholm syndrome, public sex, exhibitionism, humiliation, degradation, breeding kink, bigdick!Seonghwa, bigdick!Yunho, DoubleDick!Yunh, face fucking, throat fucking, undead sex, sex w/ undead, belly bulge, anal sex, anal fingering, vaginal sex, multiple positions, multiple orgasms, squirting/vaginal ejaculation, slight size kink (height wise), overstimulation, facials, cum swallowing, choking, dom!ateez, sub!reader, tit fucking, sex toys, bondage, multiple partners, threesome, orc!jongho, naga!seonghwa, demon!hongjoong, dragon!yunho, undead!mingi, goblin!yeosang, lycan!san, lycan!wooyoung.
Taglist: @binniesbabe @stay-tiny-things @oiminho @babymbbatinygirl @sopematesxx @pirana10 @juicyjaxxy @corgilover20 @kinkymaminicole @londonbridges01 @readerofallthingss @dvbkie099 (if you want to be tagged for future chapters, let me know in the replies)
Part 2: The Dragon Prince < | > Part 4: The Lycan Brothers
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You woke up in your bedroom again. The smell of chamomile came faintly off the sheets and pillows, and you knew who was beside you.
“Morning, love,” he rolled onto his side, eyes still closed as he pulled you close.
“Morning.”
The both of you laid naked, entangled in one another like snakes. His lips, plush and warm, pressed to your cheek, then made their way to your lips. The whole thing might have been a terrible dream, and this was reality. You snuggled into Hongjoong further, nuzzling him and pecking his lips.
“Come back to me,” you heard yourself whisper. “Please, come find me.”
“I will,” he pushed black strands from his face, then kissed you. “I promise.”
“I don't know how much of this I can take.”
“You're tough. You'll make it.”
“This is different. This thing…I feel like it's stripping away everything I am. I feel nothing but tired and sore afterwards. It takes only a small suggestion before I'm dying for it. I don’t know if I will….What if you don't come in time or it somehow progresses and I lose it completely?”
“That isn't going to happen,” he assured you. “I am coming for you, YN. I will never leave you to suffer like this…” he cupped your cheek and kissed you. “Things haven't gone how we planned, but we adapt. We work with it. Please, don't worry. I have a way or two of fixing the worst parts of the curse. You might even start welcoming it.”
“I doubt that.”
“Well, you never know. You seem to really enjoy Mingi and his sentient hands.”
You turned away shyly. Yes, the Undead general might have grown on you since you started your journey. The cage, you learned, was more to keep his men out than to keep you in. He didn't force himself upon you, only doing it when you asked him to help relieve your symptoms. He did the bare minimum, but it was still better than the last two.
“We'll be together soon. I promise.”
The soft circling sensation gently roused you from sleep. You tried finding the exact source of the reaction, but your hazy brain couldn’t find it. A faint chill brushed over exposed parts, which made the warmth more noticeable. You rolled over onto your side in the bed of hay, but the hardness remained latched to you. Long digits slid across your sex, making circular motions over the bare lips. Another mass stayed on your exposed breast, rubbing its palm against your hard nipple. The two sides combined to stoke the mark in your back.
“Did you not get enough last night?” you giggled sleepily, grinding into the hand between your legs.
The lower hand answered by rapidly rubbing your clit with its thumb. You muffled your moans with your tunic, which had come undone while you slept. Your excitement boiled when the one on your chest scurried to your ass, gripping the cheek before you pulled one side to let it further in. It circled the tight ring in time with its partner, which started prodding a finger in by the second knuckle. Pleasure burns your entire body, bringing on a slight heat even in the chilly atmosphere outside the cage. You couldn't stop yourself from grinding into them both. You became nearly dizzy from their teasing.
“Ooh, just like that,” you breathed when a finger went into your ass, filling both holes. “Yes, both ends…good boys…keep going like-ah, yes, please, one more…”
Two fingers met each other inside you, and you already felt yourself shaking. You barely registered the cage door creaking open or the footsteps coming your way. Looking over your shoulder, you saw Mingi kneeling behind you….
Minus his head…
“Managed to get away too, hm?” you giggled breathily.
One of the hands instantly grabbed his throbbing cock to tap on your ass. Lacking the mortality of normal men, Mingi did not feel warm at all. Every part of him shocked your hot skin whenever he touched you. It added a new feeling that made you wriggle in his grasp. It became more noticeable when the hand on your cunt brought his tip to your entrance. The left hand having nowhere to go crawled up to your face and you accepted two fingers into your mouth. Your moans went around the lukewarm digits as Mingi slowly pushed his cock inside. Being full in all three entrances was like a dream. You pathetically mewled and rocked in all ways to get more pleasure out of it. You could honestly get used to this.
“Ugh, there you are!” Mingi’s voice came from somewhere below. “I've been looking for you everywhere.”
Pink tentacles helped Mingi slither into the cage. He'd told you when he drowned at sea, an octopus made its home in his skull. It was the only thing keeping his head attached to his body. He hid his smirk when he saw what the rest of him was up to.
“A nice way to wake up, huh?” He smirked when you nodded, an answer muffled by his fingers. “I had trouble getting away from a meeting,” he came closer, “But I couldn't stop thinking about last night.” One tentacle reached up to wipe hair from your face, “You did so well, and didn't waste a single drop. I thought you'd tire after the third round, but you surprised me. I've only ever seen an Undead go that long.”
The tentacle left your hair for your chest, sliding between body and floor to encompass your breasts. The slimy, cold tendril lightly squeezed them while the suction cups latched to your skin. You took full advantage of the appendages filling and caressing you by haphazardly pushing into them. The fingers in your ass stayed fully to the last knuckle, only pushing and pulling once in a while as his cock pounded your wet sex. Another tentacle reached down and you cried out when it started mercilessly flicking your clit.
“Lay on your back,” Mingi ordered, “And keep those legs wide open.”
His hands moved away to let you roll onto your back. Your hips moved around as the emptiness became more pronounced. You would've reached down to your clit if Mingi didn't get there first. Tentacles wrapping around your thighs, he pressed his face right to your center and started rolling his tongue around it. Unable to shake him off, you could only buck around as he slurped and sucked your clit relentlessly upside down. You breathed deeply when his body pushed his dick back inside; you put his hands on your chest, which they delightfully started grabbing and teasing. The overwhelming pleasure turns your mind blank. You could only comprehend the sensations building in you: Mingi’s cold tongue on your clit sent sparks to the core where his hard tip pushed until you saw stars. The thumbs brushing over your nipples was like throwing kindling into a blazing fire. You never wanted it to end. It was the most enjoyable thing you'd ever felt and you immediately understood why Yunho’s wives loved entertaining him.
Mingi’s hunger grew when your walls tightened around him. He flicked his tongue on your pussy sideways as he picked up the pace. Unable to move away, you were forced to come. Your moans filled the cage, your orgasm strong and causing your body to tremble on the wooden floor. You chased down your climax, savouring the sweet bliss his touches brought. As it came down, Mingi only lifted your legs further up and charged deeper. You grabbed his broad shoulders, fingers digging into the cloth sleeves of his shirt and to his stiff skin, needing to hold onto him.
“Cum in me,” you panted, trying to push up into him but not by much. “Fill me with your cum, please. Please, please?”
“Oh, you want my cum, huh?” Mingi said, his voice causing a slight vibration on your clit.
“Yes, yes, please!”
“Cum for me again, and I'll give you every drop.”
His hands snapped back to his empty wrists in soft clicks: his head left your sex and slid back up his body to the empty neck hole. Fully put together, Mingi turned you around before bringing you back onto him. Hands holding fistfuls of hard straw, knuckles pressing into the floor, you used it to steady yourself as you began riding him. Mingi’s deep, low groans mingled with yours each time you grinded and whirled your hips with him inside you. You swore his cock, thick and long, snaked around in time with you and twitched against your g-spot. Head tilting back, you thought you might be on fire. The strain on your muscles burned and ached, but the mark on your back kept you going. A driving force of desperate need drove you to lifting and lowering your hips despite the struggle. Nothing ever felt this good. Nothing ever made you feel as complete as having something buried in you. How could you want to get rid of this feeling when it brought so much joy and pleasure?
“The best view I’ve ever had,” Mingi groaned, landing a few swats to your ass cheeks. “You look so good just like this. You’re gonna stay like this as long as I want.”
“Ye-yes,” you huffed, whimpering when he kept smacking your backside. “Can I ride it like this all day? Don’t le-leave. Just stay here and let me have-have your dick.”
“I like the sound of that.”
When he pulled them apart, you hoped he’d slide a digit or two inside, but he didn’t. He only rolled, kneaded and spanked them. It wasn’t until you felt something shift to your left that you turned your head. On the edge of the cage sat your crow. You knew it was yours by how strange it acted. The shaking of the cage did not startle or cause it to fly off. It remained firmly planted as its black eyes looked at you. The sneaking suspicion this was not a regular crow crossed your mind, but you couldn’t focus on it for too long. Mingi’s head slammed right into your center at a mind-numbing feeling, and you started shaking again. You leaned forward when his hands lifted and spread your cheeks, giving him a good view of his dick sliding in and out of you.
The crow bounced a little further down as if wanting a look itself. Hongjoong liked watching sometimes, you knew. He’d hide in your closet while you worked, silently jerking off in private until you finished. Then he’d shove himself in your mouth and down your throat, muttering degrading words as you swallowed his load. You wished he were there now. You pictured his dark eyes observing you from the corner, his hand wrapped around his stiff erection, and mouth hanging open in his groans. Mingi might be good, but nobody made you feel how Hongjoong did. You’d do anything to please him. You went to lengths you’d never do for any other man, not even if they paid, but you did for him.
“Stay still, stay still,” Mingi huffed, breaths turning into higher whines as he started pushing up into you.
Soon, cold globs spilled your sex and you stayed firmly planted to let him finish. It was a strange feeling every time, even now that you expected it. You yelped and giggled when more came. It tingled, and you rocked your hips with hopes of getting more.
Like he’d promised, Mingi didn’t stop. He took you in various positions, an Undead soldier who could go for hours without tiring at all. Your body began wavering, every muscle growing stiff and sore from the exertion, and your mind numbing to the pleasure. Only the crow saw you slowly spiral into the drooling wreck your curse will soon make you permanently. You didn’t know what time it was or where you’d gone when Mingi finally pulled out of you.
“You’re incredible,” he huffed, eyes closed as he laid beside you. “I wish I could keep you.”
“You won’t be?”
“No,” he shook his head, “Sadly not. I’m taking you to the Grey Lands until Lord Kim can come get you.”
‘The Grey Lands?”
“Some people call it the Graveyard or Deadville,” he said in a bored voice, “But it’s home. It’s near the Crescent Mountains where he lives, so it’s the most sensible place for you to be. If I want some favor with Kim, I think bringing him his special pet will get it for me.”
“Favor?”
“Yeah,” he rolled onto his side, “I might be a general but I get restrictions too. I want to go on leave before the war, and I can only do that with his help. If I take care of you, he’ll see you’re safe and he’ll give me anything I want.”
“Why can’t you just ask?”
“He’d have to open the portal between the living and the afterlife,” he said, “And that’s a big ask of him.”
“What makes you think he’d do it?”
He smiled at you, “Because he’s been looking for you since Yunho kidnapped you.”
This caught your attention, “How do you know that?”
“Isn’t it obvious? You have his brand on you. You’re carrying his curse, so obviously he must have some use for you. I would’ve thought it’d be gifting you to someone, but clearly that’s not it. I figured I’d give you back, then get what I asked for.”
“I guess that’s a good plan.”
Fuzziness and pain kept you from putting pieces together. You laid in the hay bed, sprawled out naked and feeling lukewarm semen leaking to the floor. The sweat started chilling on your skin, and you shivered from the cold.
“It’s a good plan, I won’t lie. I might give it to him when I have you in my arms again.”
“General,” an Undead soldier came up to the cage carrying a tiny scroll in his skeletal fingers, “A message from Command.”
“Leave it on my desk,” he said, sliding to you and kissing your cheek. “I’m enjoying my pet right now.”
“I’m afraid it cannot wait, sir,” he replied. “It’s from Lord Kim personally. It has his seal.”
Mingi shot right up, pushing black hair from his face and trying to hide the panic. “Give it here,” he reached through the bars to take the scroll.
He moved away from you. The soldier’s eyes fell on your sweaty, naked body and you turned away in shame. The soldiers took to watching whenever Mingi entered your cage. Not needing to breathe much, they hid in the shadows like ghosts and watched. Their pale eyes glowed in the darkness, sending chills down your spine. You recalled last night when a whole group watched on, stroking themselves and groaning. The sight of their bluish sperm leaking onto the floor intrigued and disgusted you. You grabbed your tunic to cover yourself from him, but he did not look away from you.
“Good…” you heard Mingi mutter under his breath, “Good…Exactly as I planned it…I had no idea you were this special to him, though. Normally, he allows the suffering to continue.”
“I, um, suppose, sir?” The soldier gulped, moving closer to get a better look at you. You shifted away. “General, the men and I were wondering when you wish to press onward. We’re walking through Lycan territory, and the packs here don’t take kindly to outsiders.”
“I’ve never known my men to be afraid of a bunch of dogs.”
“They’re hardly dogs, sir.”
“Get ready to move, then. His Lordship says he’ll meet us at home base,” he said, rereading his letter. “You, get up and get dressed,” he said to you hurriedly, “Come with me.”
After waiting for you to put on your tunic, he grabbed your arm and tugged you out of the wagon. He paraded you through the encampment, his comrades groaning in delight as you passed them. Their whispers and chuckling reached your ears, and you stared at the ground. You knew they remembered last night. Visions of it made you sick. The curse warped your mind, burrowing all kinds of thoughts into you. You know soon enough you will not care if they watch or not. You will be so gone, you'd want them to join and feed the never ending hunger. They likely knew this too, and you trembled.
Mingi’s tent was the largest, though very bare inside. A cot put to the side with a trunk, he had a table of maps and documents with writing utensils. He kept his armor on a chair, with his weapons leaning against it. It was a long sword with a bone handle, and a shield with a crow. You stared at the shield as he began rifling through his trunk. It was fully black, its wings outstretched under a crescent moon. Dark winds flapped overhead, brushing your head lightly and you saw your crow perch on the edge of the square shield. You approached him with a weak smile, plopping into a seat beside it. Stroking his head, you fed it some seeds.
“Ugh, I think I'm dead, bud,” you sighed, eyes falling closed. “Everything hurts. This thing will be the end of me for sure.” You studied the shield, “Is this you?” you tapped the crow. “Nah, I doubt it. It'd be funny if it was though.”
“Who are you talk-” Mingi stood, holding an old book, and paused when he saw the crow. “How did he get in here?”
“He flew, obviously,” you stretched, then winced from the pain. “Is the big bad general afraid of birds?” you teased, giggling at his apprehension.
“That one? Yes. Has he been following you this whole time?”
“I think so? I mean, what are the odds I'm meeting a crow everywhere I go?” You stroked his feathers lightly. “I don't mind it. He's alright, and good company.” You saw the book in his hand, and said, “What’s with the book?”
“Your curse is worsening,” Mingi noted as he put the book down. With a wave of his hand, a bottle and a bag of herbs floated out of the trunk and on his desk. “You used to have reservations. Now they’re breaking. Soon, you’ll be humping anything in sight.”
“As I've been hearing all the time,” you said, shifting as a stinging pain shot through you. “It isn't so bad in the moment. The pain after is the bitch though.”
“Exactly. It’s taking its toll on your body and your mind,” he said. “His Lordship has asked me to-yes, perfect! It’s right here!” He skimmed through a page in the book, “I forgot he’d given this to me. It should be here.”
“What should be? The spell to lift it?”
“Oh, he'd never divulge that kind of magic to me,” he chuckled, “This will make it more enjoyable versus painful. He must like you a lot if he actually cares about the effects. It's strange. Normally that's the entire point of The Hand of Lust. Curses are supposed to be bad…Get on the cot,” he said.
“This will make it go away?” you asked hopefully, laying on his soft bed. The pain in your body radiated, almost throbbing like a heartbeat. “Please tell me it will.”
“The curse? No. The pain? Yes,” he replied, snapping his fingers. Right away, the herbs floated into the bowl where a pestle started crushing them.
He lifted your tunic over your stomach. The sudden exposure tingled your mark, and you nearly sobbed. Not again. You just finished. You couldn't take it anymore. The soreness intensified each time your clit throbbed, the vulnerability alone arousing you. The urge to reach out for his groin came to you, and you writhed on the bed. You squeezed your eyes shut, keeping your hands close to your chest. This turned out to be a mistake, because the slight brush on your breast caused a ripple. It felt stiff, and ached when you brushed it a second time. Yet, you wanted Mingi to wrap his lips around it. You wished he'd unstick his hand and shove his fingers back inside you one more time.
“Mingi, please, do something,” you whined, clutching the covers. “It aches all over…” Twisted on the bed, the urge flaring and you brushed it again. The connection between the sensitive spot and your cunt made it throb, which brought tears to your eyes. Your hips rocked for friction, but only found the air.
The past two days on the road were a blend of pleasure and pain. Whenever Mingi entered your cage, you felt nothing but hungry lust. It was like joining a feast where you kept eating even if you’d gotten full. The time between each round became shorter; your body yearning for his touch even after everything in you begged for an end. At times, you came onto him, grabbing parts of him to keep in the cage and use as you liked. You assumed this was the curse’s control over your mind at play. Namjoon said you’d soon be unable to stop yourself. You feared the day that happened, where your choices will be stripped from you and you’d hunger for nothing but that physical satisfaction.
“My friend told me there was no counter-curse,” you whimpered, eager to lift your tunic off to soothe the heat rising up around your neck.
“Yes, because he likely didn’t know it,” said Mingi. “I’ve studied the magical arts for hundreds of years, YN. I’m sure I know things that your little townie friend doesn’t.” He finally landed on the right page, and let the book levitate beside him. “I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. I highly enjoy fucking your brains out, but I do feel guilty at the end result. You’re always in so much pain after, and my salves and potions cannot be used too often.”
“Psh, tell me about it.”
You weren’t fond of the purple, lumpy healing potions Mingi fed you whenever you finished. It was meant to clear your mind, but after two days of constant consumption, it now made you vomit. The salves, the iridescent sticky paste, brought on rashes if constantly used. It began another weight of suffering for you to bear.
You laid flat on the bed, eyeing Mingi’s hands as they dipped into the bowl beside him. The golden oil peppered with the crushed leaves dripped from his fingers and onto your thighs. The mere feeling of the thin droplets sliding down your skin beckoned your arousal. He scooped more to drizzle over your swollen, sore lips and you let out a soft moan.
“Mingi…please, don’t,” you sobbed, tears streaming from your temples into your hair.
“It’ll only hurt for a moment. I need you to stay still and quiet for me, okay?” he said in the gentle, comforting tone he’d used after sex.
He began muttering in a rough, foreign language you couldn’t understand, occasionally glancing at the book in front of him. Long fingers danced over your body, not reacting to your constant shaking as you pictured them all over you again. Soon, you bit down on your lower lip to suppress a scream when he touched you. Rough hands slid down and within your inner thighs, the massage easing your sore muscles but enticing your curse. You tightly shut your eyes when his thumbs pressed to the sides of your cunt, rubbing the thin oil into the folds starting to dampen at his touch.
Mingi did not seem affected by this change. His pale eyes remained concentrated on his work, which you felt grateful for at least. Mingi did not enjoy your suffering as he’d have his men believe. He treated you so gently since you’d been on the road: making sure you were clean, well fed and comfortable in your little cage. He comforted you with stories of his adventures late at night, stroking your hair and placing kisses where he could. He’d been the nicest of the men you’d met so far. It was you who constantly teased and allured him. You had a sense Lord Kim’s influence and constant watching kept him from doing anything too painful to you.
Unable to break his incantation, you weren’t warned when he slid two fingers inside. You shook your head involuntarily, the tears of your entrance stinging at the substance coating them and sobbed harder. The curse made it enjoyable, but your pain heavily outweighed it. He kept the movement slow and thorough, making sure to get every crevasse he could before sliding back out. You took several deep breaths to ease the painful stinging, almost as if trying to become one with the pain. However, after a few minutes, the pain there ceased all at once.
“Better?” He asked, hands sliding up your body to your breasts.
“Yes.”
He dropped more fragrant oil over your chest, the thin oil sliding off them to the curves before he went to work. The oil made his movements slippery and smooth, stimulating the painful itching in your nipples. He muttered another long incantation as his thumbs went in circles, starting from the center and moving to the wrinkled areolas. Then, he massaged both of them with his full palms. The ache did not pain you as much here, causing more pleasure as he started further up to your shoulders and then your arms. His hands worked like magic. They relieved every dull ache, lifting off the heaviness in your muscles and bones. He did not grip too hard, but applied enough pressure to work it out of you.
When he flipped you onto your front, you felt yourself floating on clouds. The calming scent coming off your skin and the incense combined with Mingi’s hands pushed out every thought in your head. You nearly forgot where you were. Even when he spilled more oil onto your buttocks, immediately spreading it as he kneaded them, you barely registered it. You only whimpered when he drizzled more between them, likely taking a moment to watch it trickle down before using his thumbs to alleviate the stinging.
“Oops,” he said, his thumb happening to push past the rim and inside you, “Sorry. It’s just so slippery,” he didn’t withdraw the digit but instead started pushing and pulling, “And your body is so pliable now. It’s as if it wants me in there…”
“Mingi,” his name came out in a soft sigh.
Your body did not fight him off. The tiny bit of pressure blossomed into pleasure rather than pain. You snuggled into the pillow, arms wrapped under it as he removed his thumb. More oil dripped down your back as he straddled your thighs and worked on your shoulders. Though, you noticed a certain hardness poking your ass whenever he leaned forward. You wanted him to pull it out to stuff in you, whichever hole he wanted, they both felt prepared enough.
“It’ll still affect your mind, and your body will tire after a time,” he said. “I sadly cannot lift it from you completely, but this must be a bit of a reprieve, right?”
“Yes,” you nodded, eyes closed to savor the sensations. “Yes, it is.”
“How about we test it out?” he suggested, though he knew your answer. “I’ve never done this before. I want to know if it works properly.”
“Mmm, please.”
With a bit of shifting, Mingi withdrew his cock and pressed the head to your dripping sex. You clutched the underside of the pillow, moaning into the soft cotton inside as he traced it. Your mark still burned, but your body did not. It felt more relaxing than frustrating. He kept himself up on one hand as he slid the other between the mattress and your tits. The gentle squeeze mixed with his head splitting you open deepened your need for his full length. Mingi then kept you trapped underneath him with his body laying on top of yours, hands grabbing your nipples as he fully plunged in your pussy. His low grunts matched your whiny moans, the both of you slowly diving further into bliss as the tension built up.
“Fuck,” he breathed in your ear, “I swear that oil made your pussy even better than before. You’re so much tighter and warmer.”
His cold cock didn’t affect you like before, becoming more desirable to you than intimidating. His hands felt like cooling ice balls instead of prickling icicles. It did not warm up even as he started thrusting faster and harder, hitting the deepest part of you each time so you saw fireworks. Mingi knew your body by now, and eagerly chased down the orgasm he sensed at the end. You prayed he gave it soon. His own twitching cock let you know he was barely hanging on, and you purposefully clenched to milk him. His come. His cold, sticky, sweet come that he’d pumped into every hole you offered the previous two nights became your goal. You imagined him filling each one again, forcing it inside you until you were leaking all over.
He grinned above you when your body spasmed. He continued the same pace and played with your nipples as you came around him. It was better than anything. His sheets bundled underneath you, they acted as a specific friction to your clit and you came harder. His moans starting to elongate and deepen, you begged him to finish in you again so he did.
“Cum in me,” you begged breathily, “Cum deep in me. Please, Mingi, please fill me up, please.”
“Trust me,” he replied through gritted teeth, “I’m going to give you every single load.”
He shuddered, moans turning into faint, cracked gasps as he pulsed in every stroke. You whimpered at the cum spraying your insides again, enjoying the chilly sensation instead of recoiling. Like before, once Mingi finished, you wanted to go again and he didn’t stop you. Laying on the opposite end of the bed, he watched you ride him once more, holding onto your bouncing tits the entire time. You knew how much he liked them, and didn’t hesitate to hover them over his lips. The little cot squeaked in each movement, only encouraging the both of you to match the sound it made. Nothing else penetrated your thoughts except getting more of him. It became your singular thought as Mingi had you in other ways; he came inside you every time, forcing his come in your throat, your ass or your cunt whenever he orgasmed. Without the physical pain to distract you, you couldn’t stop yourself from enjoying him.
As the crow near the bed looked on…
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You laid in Mingi’s bed, your entire being a pool of jelly on the sweaty sheets. The hazy euphoria of your final orgasm left you feeling light-headed. The curse’s magic still lingered inside you, but you were able to fight it off this time. You kept a tight lid on it as you watched Mingi, unbothered by the exertion, pull his clothes and armor back on. Despite being a walking corpse, Mingi appeared well put together aside from his hands and head. You saw unhealed wounds on his torso and arms, dead muscles having turned black and bloodless. It must’ve been like cutting paper; nothing to show but dead flesh. Years of fighting on battlefields and sparring with his men shaped out Mingi’s lean figure, appearing to have more muscle on his old bones. It was when he turned around that you saw the same crow-and-moon symbol on his left shoulder blade.
“That symbol,” you said, resting on your front, “What does it mean?”
“It’s Lord Kim’s mark,” he answered, pulling a cotton shirt over it. “We all bear his sigil on our bodies somewhere. It’s a sign of our loyalty to him. He did raise us from the dead, after all.”
“Why?”
“He needed an army.”
“For what?”
“Well, YN, every lord has some kind of army to defend his lands.”
“But people say he’s a demon. Aren’t demons supposed to be all powerful?”
“They are and he is, but he can only do so much on his own. Every magic being has their limitations,” he said. Stepping into his trousers, he pulled them to his narrow hips as he said, “Not to mention, he needed one to stop the former Northern King from destroying the rest of us.”
“Former Northern King?”
“Yes, King Argos. He was a total prick,” he scoffed. “He starved his people. He raised high taxes on the magical races and demanded they pay tribute to him in order to keep their homelands. He was the one who pushed the Naga off the mainland and into the Caper Islands. He’s the reason the Dragonites keep to themselves, and only have their volcano range now. The goblin and fae races were almost wiped out when he took over their lands. The man was a damn colonizer,” he said, eyes narrowed. “He’d force his own religion and ideology on the people there; his soldiers put up encampments and forts, their constant presence a reminder of our subservience to them. Not to mention all the things he stole: The Naga’s golden throne, several priceless inventions from the goblins, magical artifacts from the fairies, and all the resources he could find.” You saw anger flare in his milky eyes, the memories pouring back into him like water. “The magical races were slaves to humans for generations before Lord Kim appeared. He…He became our savior. He came with his beasts-”
“-Beasts? What beasts? You mean like the octopus Seonghwa has?”
“Bigger and worse,” Mingi answered. “Cora, The Kraken, was used to knock out Argos’s naval ships. The Wyvern, Aerion, turned his camps and forts to ashes. The Minotaur, Cerebus, and the Chimera joined in various battles on land. They’re huge, nasty and vicious beasts that only serve Him. No man or magicfolk alive could defeat them.”
Hearing the word ‘Kraken’ brought back a faded, dark memory. Closing your eyes, you thought back to when you had crashed. You remembered the encompassing, suffocating water filling your lungs, limbs starting to fail as pressure squeezed your lungs, when something caught hold of you. Large dark eyes glowing at you from the abyss. Long tentacles wrapping around you easily. The swiftness and strength it used to carry you through the ocean and up onto land. Thinking about them rattled your bones, and you hugged your pillow tighter.
“Anyway, he came with his beasts and magic to destroy Argos’s tyranny for good,” he continued. “He liberated them one by one. He gave the races back their lands and helped those who needed it to rebuild. He became the new Northern King, though I personally believe he doesn’t see himself as a king.”
“Seonghwa mentioned only letting Yunho onto his island because of him.”
“Yes, the Naga and Dragonites have been at each other’s throats for centuries. Don’t ask me why, nobody really knows anymore,” he added quickly. “It’s an old feud that started with their ancestors and it’s gotten passed down since then. But, His Lordship needs them to finally work together or at least be civil with each other. Their fighting has cost lots of lives and lands. He can only let it go on for so long before they’ve destroyed half the land.”
“And they listen to him?”
“Everyone does. He’s wise and old. Plus, they both owe him debts that can never be repaid.”
Rolling onto your back, sleepiness starting to take over, you imagined the intimidating figure living atop a cold mountain.
“Does he have a name?” you asked.
“I’m sure he does, but nobody knows what it is.”
“How come?”
“I don’t know,” he said rather thoughtfully, tying his vest as he wondered. “I guess nobody has asked or he’s never offered it? Everyone I know has always called him ‘Lord Kim’ or ‘His Lordship’ or ‘His Excellency’. We'll be seeing him in The Grey Lands, so you can ask then. You know, when you’re done sucking him off or something.”
“My friend told me only he can lift my curse. Would he…Would he do it if I asked?”
Mingi didn’t answer right away. His eyes looked over at the crow jumping around on the ground, pecking into the dirt, then back at you.
“I don’t know.”
“I had a runestone to trade for it, but I lost it when the boat went under,” you frowned, recalling the small stone with its strange mark on the side. “They said I could use it as a payment.”
“A runestone might’ve worked for a lesser demon, but he doesn’t need runestones. He has plenty.”
“Then what would he want?”
“That’s easy: you, lovely.”
You dreaded what that meant. This ‘Lord Kim’ might not lift your curse at all and make you his mindless sex slave. It weighed down your high with fear, and you curled into a ball. He won’t save you. He’d likely enjoy your torment considering you’re human. A demon who took down an entire human army and their king likely has no love for them. He’ll like having you as a slave. You shut your eyes to let the exhaustion sink you into your dreams.
“I'd never make you my slave, love. If anything, I'm yours.”
Yet, before you could fully go under, shouting came from outside the tent.
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A/N: Uh-oh, what the hell's happening now? Well, at least she's gotten some kind of relief. Thanks for reading this chapter, and the lovely comments you guys leave me <3 Remember to reblog and like <3