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EPISODE. the art of home : good morning 

SUMMARY. what a saturday morning consist of with you and your eight mates.

ROLES. hybrid!ateez + bunny hybrid!f!reader

GENRE. blurb series + hybrid + slice of life + fluff + established poly relationship

WORD COUNT. 853

WARNINGS. food

EARLY ACCESS. @d0uble0hd0nut :: @little-precious-baby :: @teeztheflag ::

DEVELOPER’S NOTE. this is kind of like my first hybrid au miniseries but not at the same time lol, but this time everyone is a hybrid and there’s no humans in this au. also used a prompt from here. also trying out a new header + layout for drabble series! anyways let me know if you want more of this little series!!

“i think the kids are awake,” seonghwa says, voice rough from lack of use as he slowly blinks his eyes to stay awake.

the loud clattering sound from down the hall and presumably the kitchen followed by a few lousy attempts of quiet voices is how seonghwa woke up this morning. the usually grumpy panther could only glare at the ceiling as he heard his mates failing in their attempts to be quiet.

“I DON’T smoke cigarettes, that’s for sure…” She snorts and rolls her eyes at the man. “You already know I don’t like those. But, that’s not to say I’ve never tried them, or smoke something else. There are lots of ways and things to smoke, oppa. Huh, these are the few kinds of things that I know better than you about!”

         mr. housedad. ep. one. dad!hongjoong x mom!reader.

── saemi finally figures out what her dad does for his job.

── drabble :: parent :: fluff :: idol :: humor

── warnings. none

── word count ݁ ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ⠀653

── requested. anonymous 

hongjoong smiled as he watched you and narae sleeping soundly next to each other on your shared bed. he brought the back of his hand to your face in order to gently caress your cheek before doing the same to his youngest daughter. 

he couldn’t but feel his heart melt at how the two of you lo─

“appa!” hongjoong was startled by the sudden shout of his oldest daughter and thinking something was wrong, he rushed into the living room with wide eyes.

── drabble :: horror :: thriller :: 

── warnings. allusion to kidnapping + hair grabbing/pulling + getting injured + tied to a chair + throwing knives + assumed murder + blood

── word count ݁ ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ⠀712

── early access. @teeztheflag :: @closer-stars :: @barsformars :: 

── developer’s note. this is just something short but i do want to do a longer fic with this concept of trickster!joong. this is just me testing the waters lol. let me know what you think!!

the only sound that you could hear right now were the sounds of your heart thumping impossibly loud in your ears. you felt like the organ was no longer in your chest, but in your throat and if you did anymore running then you possibly throw it up. 

you tried your best not to reveal your hiding place, but damn was it hard to breathe. your lungs basically on fire from all the running. 

damn, how did this even happen? how did you allow yourself to be tricked so easily by him. maybe that’s why he “jokingly” called himself the “trickster” but now you think about it maybe he wasn’t joking at all.

“awe, my sweet little muse, where did you go? i know you’re not trying to runaway from me,” he says and you could hear his familiar giggle that at first you thought was cute, and kind of sexy, but now terrifies you. 

── summary. what’s it like dating seongjoong aka the parents of ateez.

── genre. headcanon, fluff, poly relationship

── warning. the word “fuck” is used once

── message. did i do this right lol. first attempt at a headcanon and i might do more if you all like this. so let me know what you think!

probably the most responsible duo you could date within ateez.

seonghwa would take care of you and hongjoong all the time, not because he feels like he has to but because he wants to.

just don’t forget to do the same for him!

hongjoong would forget to check up on you and seonghwa at times. especially when he’s working in the studio.

so don’t get too upset whenever it seems like he doesn’t care because he does!

he’ll always make it up to you guys.

“my loves i’m sorry for making you think i forgot about you both. let me make it up to you.”

dates with them would be cute and simple.

mostly at home dates with dinner and the cuddling on the couch and watching a movie. 

most of the date would be cooking dinner if you all decide to do that instead of getting takeout. 

bless seonghwa’s soul because of the mess you and hongjoong always make. 

but don’t think these two won’t take you out to some fancy restaurant when its a special day. 

they do this after they missed your first anniversary because of their schedule and then forgot about it all together. 

they didn’t remember until the next morning when yunho asked them why they were sleeping at the dorm and not your apartment. 

“what?” both seonghwa and hongjoong would be confused.

“because yesterday was your anniversary, wasn’t it?”

no one had ever seen the two eldest move so fast before. 

they got to your apartment to see you asleep on the couch, and they assume you must’ve waited for them. 

they promised each other then and there to never forget another important date again. 

cuddling with these two is probably greatest thing in the world. 

seonghwa is the big big spoon while you and hongjoong often switch between being regular big spoon and small spoon. 

the one time seonghwa was small spoon was probably a moment you would never forget. 

“seonghwa’s turn to be small spoon!” you said one day.

“i think the fuck not.”

you immediately pouted at him as hongjoong watched with interesting eyes. 

seonghwa’s glare vs. your pout, who will win? 

spoiler alert seonghwa was the small spoon and you were the big big spoon.

honestly everything about this relationship is soft and sweet.

lovers supporting lovers.

take care of them and they’ll take care of you x10.

because seonghwa loves his two babies.

omg the pet names!

for seonghwa he calls both of you “baby” and “love” just depends.

for hongjoong he calls you “love” and seonghwa “sweetheart” don’t ask why he just does.

you call seonghwa “hwa” or “baby” and hongjoong is “honey” or “love.”

like i said, soft and sweet.

summary  hongjoong had everything anyone could want in life. however, none of that truly made him happy. hongjoong wanted more in life that a set in stone destiny. he wanted to create his own destiny, even if it meant throwing the only life he knew away.

pairing  prince!hongjoong x pirate!reader

genre  pirate + slow burn + angst + romance + strangers to lovers

warnings  thunder storm / lightning + language + mentions of shipwrecks / drowning / death

hongjoong was awaken by the sounds of loud thunder clapping violently from outside the ship and as soon as his eyes opened, the cabin he was in was filled with a bright white light from the lightning that came from outside as well. 

looking over the other crew members, he was surprised to see all of them fast asleep like a storm wasn’t raging on outside. 

hongjoong wasn’t use to storms, always having been protected by the thick stones of palace he grew up in. he can’t help but wonder how long it will take for him to get use to these thunderous storms. 

are you afraid of storms? surely with how strong and brave you appear, you can’t be afraid of some rain and thunder.

but what if you are?

are you laying awake in your cabin by yourself listening to the rain violently hit against the wood of the ship? do you flinch whenever lightning strikes? 

hongjoong can’t help but worry for you and he finds himself quietly getting out of his hammock and making his way to the captain’s cabin – to your cabin. 

he’s pelted with rain as soon as he steps onto the deck and he quickly runs to your cabin, not even bothering to knock as he opens to the door and closes it behind him. 

“what the hell are you doing?” you voice is about as harsh as the rain as he turns to look at you with wide eyes. you are quick to jump out of bed to grab a spare blanket that he can use to somewhat dry off. 

“i-i-i was worried... about you,” he stutters out and you quirk an eyebrow up at him in confusion. “because of the storm. i didn’t know if you were afraid of it or not and i know t-that since you’re alone in here–

“i can assure you that i’m not afraid of some thunder, but thank you for your concern, prince,” you laugh, cutting off his rambling and hongjoong can’t help but blush at how embarrassed he feels now. he watches as you move over to a chest by your bed and open it before grabbing some clothes and throwing them on your bed. “those are some of wooyoung’s clothes, go ahead and change into them.”

“thank you, captain,” he says still feeling the heat on his cheeks as he watches you turn around so he could change. 

“are you afraid of storms, prince?” you ask after several minutes of silence with the rustling of clothes and the rain outside being the only real noise between you two. 

“um, i’m not sure. i mean i was never afraid of it back at the palace, so no?”

“storms on land are different from ones at sea, especially when they come from nowhere,” you explain and hongjoong wonders why you say that. “if a ship isn’t prepare for a storm bad things happen,” you continue, “ships get wrecks, sailors get thrown into the ocean and eventually drown and die with no one ever knowing what happened to you.”

“that’s horrible,” hongjoong whispers and you hum in agreement. 

“but that’s the price every sailor pays to be able to sail the sea. you must be prepared for anything, even death.” 

it was like everything you do slowly started to make sense to the young ex-prince. “that’s why you’re so protective over everyone on board. as captain you don’t want anyone to die.”

“that’s exactly right,” to be honest, hongjoong felt like he could never compare to you when it came to being a leader. he was born and raised and taught to be a leader but never truly wanted to be a leader. a king. and yet here you are being everything he couldn’t.

“you’re a true leader, captain.”

@closer-stars

warnings. reader takes an aspirin

you woke up this morning with a headache. no, you weren’t even fully awake before felt a pain throbbing through your skull.

you let out a soft groan as you tried to hide under the covers, seeking out one of the two warm bodies that were on either side of you. however, you left side was cold and you opened one eye to see that hongjoong was no longer in bed.

groaning one more, you turned over to see jongho still in bed and you immediately sought out his warmth and comfort. you his your face in the crook of his neck, your limbs entangling themselves with his.

the two of lay like that for a while as you silent hope to sleep the headache away, but an hour passes and you neither go back to sleep or get rid of the headache. with an annoyed huff, you carefully move away from jongho and roll out of bed and make your way down the hall to find your other boyfriend.

you walk into the kitchen to be met with the back of his recently dyed brown hair.

“hongjoooong,” you drag with a pout and said male immediately turns to you at the sound of your distressed tone.

“oh, my baby, what’s wrong?” he asks as he take you into his arms.

“i have a headache and woke up to you not in bed,” you tell him hiding your face in his chest. hongjoong pets the top of the head, making sure to press a quick kiss to it as well before he is moving the both of you over to the cabinet with the medicine.

hongjoong gets an aspirin out handing it to you as he grabs a cold water bottle out of fridge, “hey, y/n, take this,” you thank him before doing as he asked.

“can we go back to bed, it’s too early especially on a saturday,” you say with a slight pout as you take hongjoong’s hand into yours. you can still feel the effects of your headache and you cringe a little at the pain.

hongjoong frowns at the sight of you in pain before quickly agreeing and leading you back to the bedroom where jongho is just now waking up. he watches you and hongjoong crawl back into bed and you let out a soft coo at how cute he is when just waking up.

“morning,” he says as you cuddle up to him while the older male shoots jongho a smile before leaning over to kiss his cheek.