Ateez Stories

Choi San moves into apartment 3C with too many boxes and zero dignity. His neighbor in 3B Jung Wooyoung opens his door, looks at him, and walks away without a word. It should have ended there. It doesn't. What follows is six months of borrowed sugar, rainy convenience stores, piano through a thin wall, and two people who are very bad at saying the thing they mean slowly, stubbornly, inevitably falling into each other. Neither of them planned it. Both of them knew, long before they admitted it.

Did I just transmigrate into an Ateez fanfiction?! A pirate AU at that! But instead of becoming Y/N, I'm actually become a nameless character who's going to die in the first chapter!! Nope. I won't let that happen. I'm gonna survive. And sorry Y/N. I'm coming for your career. 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳. 𝘈𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭.

San, a college volleyball star and youngest Olympian at the best school for both mathematics and sports, invites sports-hating Wooyoung to his next match for free. As they clash over their differences, an unexpected friendship begins to form. (Swear words used)

ATEEZ's leader had a secret. One that he was adamant on keeping a secret. What happens when he reaches his breaking point and the members find out? How will they react? *Contains littlespace* #1 in Seonghwa 1/10/23 #4 in ateez 22/02/21 😱🥰

Felix thought he had left his past behind after a heartbreaking betrayal from the people he once called family. But when life pulls him back into their orbit, old wounds resurface, and memories he worked so hard to bury begin to reawaken. With a fragile heart, a lingering injury, and a yearning for genuine connection, Felix tries to navigate a dance camp alongside Minho-his protective half-brother-and Wooyoung, his newfound source of comfort. However, the unexpected presence of his childhood friends stirs unresolved emotions: jealousy, guilt, and a faint hope for reconciliation. As Felix confronts the weight of his history with Bangchan, Hyunjin, Han, Seungmin, Jeongin, and Changbin, he finds himself at a crossroads. Can the bonds they once shared be repaired, or has the damage been done for good? And will Felix allow himself to trust again, both in others and in himself? In a story filled with heartfelt moments, lingering pain, and the power of dance, Steps to Reconnect explores the challenges of forgiveness, the strength of chosen family, and the delicate art of rebuilding broken ties. This story is only FICTION, inspired mainly by skz. I do not intent to harm any member (I am a STAY) All rights reserved to artist(s) and label(s). No copyright intended. [This is for entertainment purpose only]

𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗌' 𝗲𝗻𝗵𝘆𝗽𝗲𝗻'𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 : 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇 ❪ 𝐉𝐈-𝐖𝐎𝐎 ❫. © 𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗥𝗬𝗕𝗠𝗕𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮.

👑8 MAKES 1 TEAM👑 •KIM HONGJOONG• •PARK SEONGHWA• •JEONG YUNHO• •KANG YEOSANG• •CHOI SAN• •SONG MINGI• •JUNG WOOYOUNG• •CHOI JONGHO• -credit to the respectful owners-

Will include several ships !!! Mostly mixes of angst, fluff, romance, drama, and maaybe some smut? Who knows ✨

Friendship, romance, Adulthood, K-Pop... Half true - half fiction... Sorry for the mistakes, I did my best to do the translation on my own.

Seokjin and Taehyung have three are special needs

Felix looked over at the older man. He certainly was attractive. He had long, dark hair that fell off in shaggy layers down his thick neck. The light of the club made his sharp facial features stand out. He was dressed in something crisp and slick, a suit, though he had no undershirt and you could see the beginning of his chest before the first button. He unconsciously twirled a strand of hair around his finger, a small grin on his face. Like he thought, eye candy. Hyunjin smirked just a little at the gesture, turning in is seat to face the other man fully. "Go on. Order what you want." He said, nodding over the counter. Felix looked at the woman with those pretty eyes of his. "I'll take a margarita on the rocks, please, ma'am." She nodded and looked over at Hyunjin. "Your strongest glass of whiskey, beautiful." He said in that husky voice of his. She blushed a little at the term of affection but went off with his credit card and started making the drinks.

On November 2, 2046, we had to say goodbye to Lucifer, which meant her 110th deathstrike. This one felt right in the heart because she was the main royal of our world, so it had to be her. But this time it was her and many of her unvrises that she ruled, so a lot of them no longer existed. Which universes still remain? I guess we'll find out in due time.

What begins as a lighthearted camping trip quickly turns sinister when the eight friends discover they are not alone in the forest. A masked group of ruthless hunters is stalking them, and every hour of the three-night getaway turns into a desperate fight for survival. --------- Major character deaths !!!!

Some stains fade with time. Others linger like a song stuck in your head when you're trying to be productive. Some stain clothes, others stain memories. San never imagined a strawberry stain on a stranger's jeans would become the beginning of everything. 🍓

seorang Hairstylist yang bekerja di sebuah Salon terkenal, Kim Hongjoong. Saat lulus SMA, ia langsung menghapus semua masa lalunya, lalu memulai hidup yang baru. Dirinya hanya tidak ingin terlibat masalah dan menjalankan aktivitas dengan damai. Namun suatu ketika, dia kedatangan seseorang di tempat kerjanya, yang menjadi alasan dimana dia berubah. Song Mingi. Bagaimana keseharian Hongjoong jika Mingi mulai mengusiknya kembali setelah beberapa tahun sudah tidak bertemu?

A man, who's new in the city and heard about a cafe that gives free strawberry shortcakes on Valentine's Day, so he asks a man to act like his boyfriend, just to try this cake.

Dicen que trabajar en la revista de Hongjoong es un privilegio. También dicen que nadie dura demasiado. Cuando Seonghwa consigue el puesto como asistente, sabe que su vida va a cambiar. Lo que no sabe es cuánto está dispuesto a perder para quedarse. En un entorno donde el error no existe y la perfección es obligatoria, cada día se convierte en una prueba de resistencia. Detrás de cada decisión está Yeosang, impecable e inescrutable, asegurándose de que todo funcione como un mecanismo perfecto. Mientras tanto, Wooyoung y San sobreviven como pueden al ritmo sofocante de un trabajo que no perdona debilidades. Pero el verdadero problema no es el trabajo. Es Hongjoong. Su forma de observar, de hablar, de acercarse más de lo necesario... hace que Seonghwa empiece a cuestionarse todo. Porque en ese mundo, la ambición tiene precio, el poder tiene dueño... y acercarse demasiado puede significar no volver a ser el mismo. Al final, la pregunta no es si Seonghwa podrá soportarlo. Sino si querrá escapar cuando ya sea demasiado tarde.

▍𝑫𝑹𝑨𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑴𝑨 ⠀⠀ K GIF HUNT. ❪ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵗʳᵃᵖᵖᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇⁱᵍ ᵖⁱᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈʳᵉʷ ᵒᵘᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᶠⁱᵍᵘʳᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᵈʳᵃᵐᵃ ❫ ·˚ ༘☆

How deep is your love..? Jeong Yunho; An aspiring guitar player who works in an old car shop. He wasn't always so angry. There just seemed to be a hole that he couldn't fill. Song Mingi; A bartender at a local bar, his looks were like nothing you've seen before. His sharp eyes teasing you the second you make eye contact. Mingi was a pure soul. Someone who lived life looking only at the positive side of things. But trouble always finds you eventually, or someone does. --- This is a work of fiction. All characters, places, and events are entirely imaginary and are not intended to reflect any real-life individuals or situations. Enjoy!

Song Mingi poisoned her wine on their first anniversary. So Choi Seorin drank it down to the last drop, the antidote still hidden in her sleeve, and made him watch. If she had to die, it would be by her own choice. Not his. Then she woke three months before the wedding, the same cup in her hand, the same cold duke across the table. She remembers everything. A slow-burn regression romance of poison, alchemy, and buried bloodlines, where the marriage was always a trap, and the wife refused to stay dead.