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↱RIBS↲ ⇾seongjoong⇽

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Reads 87,575
Votes 4,071
Parts 19
Time 5h 17m

Mature

angst ateez atz bl bxb fluff hongjoong jongho matz mingi san seonghwa seongjoong wooyoung yeosang yunho

Seonghwa hasn't been this bad in a while. 

It was a combination of things, really, that lead to the fall. 

It always is.
 
Hongjoong's deep inside of him, forcing his back to arch. 

"So pretty, Seonghwa," he groans, hands skimming down Seonghwa's body.

The praise doesn't set him on fire the way it normally does, the coil in his abdomen feels less like arousal and more like some sort of dread. 

A dead weight. 

He screws his eyes shut.

"So pretty for me, baby," Hongjoong whispers right into his ear.

Seonghwa doesn't believe it for a second.All Rights Reserved

angst ateez atz bl bxb fluff hongjoong jongho matz mingi san seonghwa seongjoong wooyoung yeosang yunho

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Blue Bird ||Woosan|| by AustralianMustache

"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho *whooped*, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since *forever*. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. *Your type*." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-*fuck*, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan story

||Love Me Sweet|| <Seongjoong> by AustralianMustache

"Tell me what you want." "I want you." In the bustling corridors of university life, Seonghwa feels like an outsider, labelled a freak by his peers for his unique interests. Just when he thinks he's destined for a life of solitude after being stood up on a date, fate intervenes in the form of Hongjoong, the charismatic and popular student who seems to have it all. As their paths unexpectedly cross one night, sparks fly, leading to a connection that neither of them anticipated. Can this encounter turn into something more, or will the pressures of their contrasting worlds pull them apart? Can one night be fate?

↱ECHO↲ ⇾seongjoong⇽ by larryloverq

After losing the love of his life three years ago, Hongjoong vows to honor Seongie's memory by becoming a nurse, caring for the sick and elderly. Jaded by the tragic past, he resigns himself to a quiet life without attachment. Seonghwa was an extravagant playboy trying to live up to his father's expectations until a car accident ripped his life apart. Now he's confined to a wheelchair and numb to his existence. Hongjoong never expected to see Seongie's face again, especially reflected on his newest patient, and Seonghwa never expected to regain the feeling in his cold heart.

Future Lover [SeongJoong] by ErrorNotImportant

[COMPLETED] ✅️ Seonghwa loathed the annoying prick. Aka, Kim Hongjoong. He was smug and cocky and was way too in control. He hated everything about him. And most of all, he hated that he really couldn't help but be drawn to the man. Hongjoong was everything he always promised to stay away from but that task was way too difficult then it sounded. Hongjoong ignored him in response, he had no interest in someone like Park Seonghwa and he would make sure everyone knew that. That was when they were seventeen. It's been nine years, how would they react when being forced together again. Was it fate or was it their own need to be close?

Breed me || Sanhwa || by AustralianMustache

"He doesn't deserve you," San said, his voice hard. "He never did." Seonghwa sighed. "I keep thinking... maybe if I try harder, he'll notice me. Maybe he'll love me." San shook his head. "You can't make someone love you, Seonghwa. But I..." He hesitated, his eyes intense. "I already do." Seonghwa's breath caught. "San..." "You don't have to say it back," San said quickly. "Just... know that I mean it." Seonghwa nodded, his heart pounding. He wanted to say it, wanted to let himself fall, but the weight of his bond with Hongjoong held him back. Seonghwa is caught between his loyalty to his mate, hongjoong, and his desperate desire for San. (Omegaverse) Sanhwa/seongjoong

Found ||Woosan|| by AustralianMustache

Part 2/2 of "Lost and Found" San had always been told to be kind. "The world won't give you kindness, baby," his mother used to whisper, her frail hands cupping his seven-year-old face, her eyes bright with a love that felt like sunlight. "That comes from humanity. From you. Be loyal. Care for others. Even when it hurts." She would smile then, brushing his dark hair from his forehead, her fingers trembling slightly from the sickness eating her away. San believed her. He believed every word. She died when he was eight. Suicide. He found her in the bathtub, wrists open like red butterflies, the water pink and still. "Mama?" he'd whispered, his small hand reaching for her cold one. She didn't answer. The neighbors found him hours later, curled beside the tub, humming the lullaby she'd sung him every night. "Be kind, San-ah," he'd murmur to himself, rocking back and forth. "Be kind."

↱FRIENDS↲ ⇾woosan⇽ by larryloverq

Wooyoung was unlike anyone he'd ever met, and it was becoming increasingly obvious to San that he wasn't sure where the hell this was going. What Wooyoung was supposed to be to him, because his heart was telling him there was something there, something promising, maybe even something good, but the way Wooyoung hugged him outside the restaurant- brief, friendly, with laughter pressed into his eardrum- told San a much different story. Friends. They were supposed to be friends. Or, San falls in love with Wooyoung who was supposed to be nothing more than a fuck buddy, and gets damn good at hiding his feelings.

ateez reactions ✓ by simply_a_fan

just a bunch of ateez reactions. completed.

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"Watch it Mr.Criminal, I may devote myself to saving lives but I'll gladly take yours." "Go ahead, bunny. I'm all yours." ---------------°•°---------------- Secrets were always meant to stay buried. Atleast that's what Seonghwa thought. ---------------°•°---------------- Acting upon his dispatch, Seonghwa never thought that he'd be dragged aboard the criminal life. Hongjoong, more commonly known as Monarch, had posed a threat to many. His unwavering threats, his commitment to his terrors and worst of all, his erotic behaviour all captured Seonghwa by surprise. A knife wound. A knife wound and suddenly all that Seonghwa thought was real, came tumbling down. A glance. A single glance and suddenly Hongjoong was obsessed. Gathering information, secrets and everything inbetween, he had managed to worm himself into the paramedic's life despite his consistent whining. And now, with haunting of his brother's death, Seonghwa is forced into hunting for the truth. Of course, Hongjoong was there too. So, with drunken whispers, faux truths, misplaced glances, and stalking footsteps, Seonghwa is forced to solve his past alongside his worst enemy, Hongjoong. Maybe, they'd always be enemies...or, maybe they'd become something far more dangerous for Seonghwa's liking. ---------------°•°---------------- ateez!racerAU Matz centered ♡

Just Strangers [SeongJoong] by ErrorNotImportant

[COMPLETED] ☑️ Seonghwa has a history of being attracted to the toxic bad boy types. But that was the old Seonghwa, now he has moved on. He was trying to find better more kinder guys because of his friend, San's nagging. That was until San introduced him to an old friend of his, Hongjoong. Hongjoong was exactly what Seonghwa would've been attracted to, which was made obvious by San warning him to stay away. Seonghwa made a promise to listen to San. He would not approach Hongjoong under any circumstances. That didn't mean Hongjoong wouldn't be the one to pursue Seonghwa. Especially since Hongjoong knew things Seonghwa didn't.

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Blue Bird ||Woosan|| cover

||Love Me Sweet|| <Seongjoong> cover

↱ECHO↲ ⇾seongjoong⇽ cover

Future Lover [SeongJoong] cover

Breed me || Sanhwa || cover

Found ||Woosan|| cover

↱FRIENDS↲ ⇾woosan⇽ cover

ateez reactions ✓ cover

𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝑶𝒖𝒕 ♤ || 𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒋𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝑼 cover

Just Strangers [SeongJoong] cover

Blue Bird ||Woosan||

"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho whooped, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since forever. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. Your type." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-fuck, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan story