#mingmingz

i approve!!! i would kill for aespa pack au with alphas audiz beta ning and omegajeong or alpha jm betas ningselle... we need a fic like this on this side so bad its very popular on c and thai spaces they even put wonyoung and minji into mix sometimes😭😭

alpha jimin is possessive and territorial, always needing to remind everyone that minjeong is hers. she’s the type to pull minjeong into her lap during movie nights, hand resting on her thigh, fingers squeezing just a bit tighter whenever someone else gets too close. she’s intense, protective, and adores watching mj fall apart beneath her while whispering, “you’re mine, baby. all mine.” knowing damn well that's not true but it only makes her go harder.

alpha aeri is the opposite—gentle and sweet, always putting mj’s comfort first. she’s patient, soft-spoken, and endlessly affectionate. she loves taking her time with mj, drawing out every moment until mj is trembling and begging for more. aeri's touch is always tender, and when mj curls up in her arms afterward, she strokes her hair, whispering sweet nothings until mj falls asleep, safe and loved. and she loveees when minjeong sits on her face, her big hands clasped around her thighs.

then there’s beta ningning—younger, playful, and such a brat. she’s the one who whines and pouts when the alphas monopolize minjeong’s attention, crossing her arms and huffing dramatically. “it’s not fair! you guys always get her first!” she’ll complain, flopping onto the bed next to them.

but when it’s finally her turn ningning is all teasing smiles and light touches, leaving soft kisses along minjeong’s neck, whispering in her ear about how pretty she looks when she’s being ruined by the alphas. she loves making mj blush, poking fun at how wrecked she looks while secretly getting off on how minjeong melts under her attention too.

The rarest of mingmingz meal…….i saw that smirk minjeong 👀you ain’t slick

hahaha that and a tiktok, per mingmingz’ standards that’s a whole ass buffet right?

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It’s unconventional to most, but to Ning Yizhuo, it makes sense. She may be only twenty-one—well, turning twenty-two—but she’s in a committed relationship with her girlfriend Uchinaga Aeri, her girlfriend Yu Jimin and her girlfriend Kim Minjeong. There’s four of them and Yizhuo likes to think she’s the happiest person in the entire world. Imagine getting loved by three people every day of your life! So for most people, their days look like double dates, but for the four of them—it’s going home and sleeping in one pile on their California king bed.

Or,

the aespoly/quad relationship fic where they celebrate Yizhuo's birthday !!

Archiveofourown

this is soo kitten hybrid nyz and puppy hybrid mj

Jimin knew something was up the moment her phone lit up at work.

ning-ie: are you ignoring us?

She sighed, shaking her head. She had been too busy to check her messages, but she knew her pets had been restless lately. Minjeong had been extra whiny, Ningning extra clingy.

She had figured they would wait until she got home.

She should have known better.

Jimin almost dropped her phone when she saw the video.

She fumbled to turn down the volume, but it was too late—the first breathy moans were already playing through her earbuds.

Her coworker shot her a look. She gave him an awkward smile in return.

She shouldn’t watch this at work.

But she couldn’t help herself.

Jimin locked her screen, tried to focus on her computer—but the images wouldn’t leave her mind.

Minjeong and Ningning, tangled up on her bed.

Minjeong’s thighs glistening, her nails digging into Ningning’s back.

Ningning, her tail flicking, mouth latched onto Minjeong’s neck, rutting against her.

And worst of all—the way they moaned her name.

"Hngh… J-Jimin… please… f-fuck, Jimin!"

Jimin clenched her jaw.

She checked the time.

Three more hours to go.

She was going to kill them.

-

The second she walked through the door, Minjeong ran straight to her, tail wagging, ready to throw herself into Jimin’s arms.

Jimin caught her by the waist, holding her back.

"You think you deserve to be hugged after the little stunt you pulled today?"

Minjeong froze, ears flattening, tail falling still.

"We thought you’d like it…" she mumbled.

Jimin chuckled.

"Oh, I’m sure that was your intention."

She glanced around.

"Where’s the kitten?"

Minjeong hesitated. Too slow.

Jimin already knew.

"Yizhuo!" she called, snapping her fingers. "Come here."

A rustle. Then, a soft, sleepy voice.

"Unnie…?"

Jimin walked up to her room—only to find Yizhuo sprawled out on the bed, legs spread, strap still inside her.

Her cheeks were flushed, feline eyes blinking up at Jimin, looking soft, dazed.

Jimin inhaled sharply.

Cute.

"You’re back," Yizhuo murmured, stretching her arms above her head like she hadn’t just been caught.

"Stand up."

She moved to take the strap out first—

"Leave it."

Yizhuo whimpered but obeyed, legs shaky as she climbed off the bed, trying to walk toward Jimin with her balance all over the place.

Minjeong, now pouting beside her, avoided Jimin’s gaze.

"Are you mad, Unnie?"

Jimin arched a brow.

"Very."

She walked over to her dresser, pulling open a drawer.

Two collars. One pink, one yellow.

Ningning. Winter.

"Turns out I gave my pets too much freedom." She fastened the pink one around Yizhuo’s neck, then the yellow around Minjeong’s.

"You thought you could get away with teasing me like that?"

Minjeong shivered.

"We didn’t—"

Jimin cut her off immediately.

"Did I tell you to speak, Winter?"

Minjeong whimpered. Her thighs pressed together.

Jimin smirked.

She reached down, gripping the strap still inside Ningning and yanked it out.

The kitten yelped, trembling from the overstimulation.

"Look at the mess you made, Ningie." Jimin tsked, examining the soaked toy. "How many times did you come?"

Ningning’s breath hitched. "Five times, Unnie."

A slap to her face made the hybrid cry out.

"And is that how you should be addressing me?"

Ningning’s ears perked up, eyes wide.

"S-sorry, Master. It won’t happen again."

Jimin smiled, pleased, before strapping the toy onto herself.

"Suck."

Ningning dropped to her knees immediately, licking her lips as she took the tip into her mouth.

Jimin stroked her hair, tilting her chin up.

"You taste yourself, baby?"

Ningning moaned around the toy.

Jimin glanced at Minjeong.

"Did you come, Winter?"

Minjeong shook her head.

Jimin hummed.

"So whose idea was it?"

Minjeong smirked, finally meeting Jimin’s eyes.

"Mine."

Jimin’s grip tightened around Ningning’s hair, shoving her down onto the toy just enough to gag her.

Then, she pulled her back up, wiping Ningning’s wet chin with her thumb.

"Good job, honey."

Ningning perked up at the praise, tail flicking eagerly.

"You deserve a little treat now, don’t you?"

Ningning nodded, eyes shining, so happy just to be given something.

Jimin chuckled, turning to Minjeong.

"Lay down, Winter."

Minjeong’s breath caught.

"And you—" she turned back to Ningning "—are going to eat her out."

Ningning practically purred, immediately moving to obey.

And Jimin just leaned back, stroking their hair, watching her pets get exactly what they wanted—her attention.