hello ♡ please call me cherry, pronouns are she/they — a little about me: I am an adult (26+), pansexual, taurus, currently working full time • been writing for a few years off and on and just really wanted to dive back in again, hoping it’ll just stick. I’ve always enjoyed writing and always write for the fandoms I join but end up falling off it. but not this time! anyway—
entered the kpop community in the summer of 2023 after getting out of the hospital for going into dka (diabetic ketoacidosis) and have been stanning ateez since 2024, well really the end of 2023 (came in a little after crazy form era started). skz was my intro to kpop but I don’t stan anymore, only ateez—just a full time atiny! I listen to a lot of kpop groups though, even skz occasionally—but the two groups I listen to the most after ateez would be xikers and the boyz.
btw, i’m an ot8 bias but my big three are hongjoong, seonghwa, and yunho. below you’ll find links for my masterlist, what i write/who i write for, and my ao3 — requests are open; please read rules before sending.
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𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢 gets caught in the act 𑁤 mdni | oral sex (m receiving) , sex toys/dildo , anal , kissing .
Mingi is quite impatient when it comes to relieving himself. If he doesn’t cum, he’s irritable and a pain in the ass, but you don’t mind that much. With the amount of dirty pictures and texts you send him throughout the day, you’re the main reason for his affliction. So when you barge into his dorm room unannounced, the sight doesn’t surprise you.
Sitting at his desktop computer is Mingi, one foot propped up on the edge of the chair and pants tossed to the floor beside him. He has the hem of his t-shirt tucked beneath his armpit, fisting his cock with one hand while the other shoves a neon green dildo into his ass. You can’t help but giggle as he struggles.
He’s a big guy, ya know? How he thinks he can do this by himself is beyond you. “Uhhh…” He becomes a deer in headlights, embarrassed and frozen.
“You want some help?” You close the door and make sure to lock it (unlike him). He nods eagerly and it takes barely a second for you to kneel in front of him, lips wrapped around his tip as your fingers curl around the toy. The chair creaks as you glide Mingi along your tongue, slipping the toy in and out of him, each thrust entering him at a steady pace.
Every attempt to take more of him leaves you choking, drawing a soft moan from Mingi in response. “Fuck, baby…feels s’good.” His hand settles firmly on your head, not to add weight but to keep himself grounded. His low breathing becomes uneven as his release coils inside him. The slick friction inside his asshole blends with the wet heat of your mouth sucking around his length, stirring the building ache in his gut.
It’s not long before he’s spurting hot cum between your lips, cock throbbing against your taste buds. He tugs your hair hard as his body trembles beneath you, a guttural groan escaping from his lips. As you milk and swallow every last drop, Mingi lets out a sigh and a low chuckle. A gentle kiss is shared, tongues massaging together with the flavor of his seed. “Thanks for the assist.” He mutters breathlessly, twinging as you slide the dildo out of his hole.
someone explain to me how I’m supposed to watch the new wanteez without being a complete pervert??? 😵💫 all I’ve seen is them strapped down to these upright planks and I’m dizzy…
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the way you write sub semi-brat san is actually doing something to me you're crazy and im here for it (this is me requesting sub san + breeding kink + x reader 👅)
𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 (sub!san x f!reader) mdni | brat taming, dom!reader, breeding kink, praise/degradation, bondage, overstimulation ── word count: ².⁶ᵏ
A/N: thank you so much for this request, it’s fun writing bratty sub san. longer than I anticipated but I hope this is in the ballpark of what you were looking for, and I’m glad you enjoy my crazy mind ^^ appreciate the support of my ateez thirst so enjoy my cherries ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊ feedback is always welcomed!
“Cut it out, I’m trying to finish this.”
“But I’m bored.” San whined, running his large hands along your thighs, and you rolled your eyes in response.
“Sannie, I mean it. Knock it off.”
Pouting like an insolent brat, he rubbed his cheek along your skin and gently placed a kiss on your knee. He was relentless and eager, not backing down or taking your words seriously. You were getting absolutely fed up with his behavior.
“Oh my god,” you huffed, fisting the front of his t-shirt and pulling him up to his feet, “don’t you know how to listen?!”
“Maybe you should teach me…” he whispered, a smug grin tugging at the corner of his mouth, one dimple peeking through.
“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
San nodded frantically, his skin rippling with anticipation, practically drooling. The sight stirred an equal mix of lust and exasperation. This was the problem with having a plaything like San: even when he was being punished, he enjoyed every second of it.
You shoved him roughly against the wall. Frustration etched across your face while his held nothing but surrender and bliss. This report was killing you. With the deadline looming Monday morning, your stress had reached its peak.
“Please…” San begged, completely unconcerned with the project you’d been trying to finish.
“Ugh, pathetic.”
Sliding your knee between his legs, you put pressure against his hefty bulge and a choked whimper pushed from his lungs. He was cute like this—needy and desperate, weeping for you to fondle him in the most obscene ways.
“Fine, I’ll teach you, my little brat…but it’s gonna hurt.”
You pressed your knee harder against his clothed erection, and he sucked a sharp breath through his teeth, his arms twitching at his sides. From the glassy appearance in his eyes, you knew he wouldn’t stop until you made him.
Taking his hand, you swiftly led him to the bedroom, pulling on his arm as he worked to keep up before nudging him inside and closing the door behind you.
“Get naked. Now.”
He scrambled to strip out of his clothes and undergarments, tripping over his feet as excitement blazed in his eyes.
Hopeless.
Such a simp.
The mere thought of touching you had his cock visibly twinging as he sat on the bed.
“Lay down on your back,” you ordered, grabbing the red ribbons from your dresser.
As instructed, San obediently laid on his back. You strolled over to the headboard, carefully tying each of his wrists to the porcelain bars. Admiring his vulnerability, blood buzzed in your ears, your gaze trailing up and down his body.
He looked good enough to eat.
Your stares met as you undressed slowly. You moved to stand over him, tracing your fingers along the tense muscles in his biceps. San growled low in his chest, tugging against his restraints to get to you.
“Behave.” Your stern voice calmed him as he settled against the sheets.
His hungry stare studied you in awe, catching his lower lip in his teeth, impatience clawing its way through him. It made you giggle—the way he became so crazed whenever he was needy and knowing the torture that awaited him only made it that much more thrilling.
“You haven’t been a very good boy, have you?” you asked teasingly as you kneeled onto the bed and straddled his waist.
Breath hitched in his throat as he shook his head, his body quivering beneath your hands splayed across his wide chest. San oozed devotion. He craved this—to be in service to no one but you. Your fingertips skimmed over the hard planes of his abdomen and he groaned in delight.
It earned a pleased hum from you, relishing in his submission.
You started by rutting your hips gradually, dragging your wet folds over his aching shaft at a tempered pace. His eyes glossed over while his lips parted slightly—he was gagging for it. Knuckles flexed as he helplessly grabbed at the air. Your movements were already driving him crazy, his gaze pleading for relief. Fuck, it was delicious.
“Be careful what you wish for, baby,” you cooed, caressing his hips in your palms, dripping along his length with ease.
“Fuck…p-please…” he breathed raggedly, throwing his head back against the pillow and cursing your name.
“Please what?”
“Please…please…p-please…”
He repeated the word over and over again, the pitch of his tone rising and falling as your hips rolled against him. The slower your rhythm, the more he gasped, shaking his head side to side as if that would help end his suffering.
“Please what, Sannie? Use your words.”
You leaned forward and reached between your thighs, gripping his cock tightly, forcing a strangled cry from his lips. All that followed was incoherent babbling, broken moans and weak attempts to gather more slick friction from your cunt.
“Yes, please, baby…y-yes…p-please put it—”
“God, I love how vocal you are,” you held him at the base and tapped the swollen tip of his cock over your entrance, coating him with your juices, “hmm…makes me so wet.”
“Mmm…yes, baby…please—put it in…p-please…”
Your hips rocked, gliding him along your holes and watching him fall apart at the seams. He squirmed relentlessly, desperate wails escaping him each time you pressed him to your hot core. San was losing his mind as you teased him, tears prickling at his lash line.
“Is this what you want?” Your mingled breaths filled the room as you flicked him along your pussy, still refusing to let him inside.
“Yes, p-please…yes, I want it—baby, I want it…” San rasped, fiercely yanking at the ribbons now.
“You’re not breaking free no matter how hard you try.”
Now here’s where it got good. You gave his cock one tender stroke between your curled digits before pushing just the tip inside your spongy walls. His body drew tight like a bowstring at the sensation, thigh muscles coiled and his forearms bulged as he strained.
“Fuck, please…please…more—please, put—more…”
His voice—dry and hoarse—echoed in your ears, the pitiful melody stirring the flames in your gut as your pussy clenched around him. You held your hips in place, not daring to sink down and satisfy his urges—no, he had to wait a little longer.
“You want to be inside me? Hmm, baby?”
“Yes, yes, yes, please!”
The rushed reply amused you a bit too much, and you couldn’t help but laugh, his cheeks blushing pretty pink in embarrassment. Suddenly, he bucked his hips up and drove himself a bit deeper into you but you instantly slipped him out of your flesh.
“Ah, ah. Tsk, tsk. Bad boy.” The realization flashed across his face, and satisfaction warmed your chest. The worry in his eyes was intoxicating.
You smoothed his tip in lazy circles over your throbbing clit, your arousal and his precum mixing sloppily and trickling onto his groin. Your bodies grew sticky with fluids and sweat that gathered, gluing your skin together.
“I’m s-sorry, please…” San grunted, chest heaving as he blinked away the tears blinding his vision.
Your nails dug into his ribs, a dark smile spreading across your lips as greed overwhelmed you, licking your lips with carnal desire.
“You think you deserve to be inside me?” you spat harshly through your teeth, taking in his trembling form as he shook his head.
“No, I don’t…but I need you…”
“And I needed to work, so now you’ll wait.”
San fumbled over his words, not making any sense or perhaps it was your brain not giving a damn about what he wanted. He wanted to play, and now you were. His head bowed back into the pillow as his back arched, grasping for more of you but you wouldn’t let him.
Still, you kept him on edge—continuing your torment and swirling your folds across his slit, tricking him time and time again by pretending you were finally granting mercy before sliding him along your soaked holes.
“Please…baby—please I want to be inside you…please!”
Something in you tiptoed closer to caving, your own orgasm knocking nearby as you used him to stimulate your own needs. San jerked his hips, luring your attention and his fingers curled into fists, every muscle driven by raw instinct. His insatiable appetite was something you were very familiar with.
You had him right where you wanted him.
“Mmm…like this, Sannie?” You slipped him up and down along your entrance, moaning low in your throat.
“Yes…yes, I want it…please, yes.”
“Yeah, you want it?” Pushing him against your tight hole, you popped his fat tip back inside, your center squeezing him with a sweet vice.
Eventually, you gave in and seated yourself around him, completely engulfing his cock in your wet heat. You pressed your foreheads together, caressing his face in your hands as you breathed heavily into each other’s mouth.
His cock stretched you inch by inch, your body swallowing him whole, the piercing hunger sweltering your bodies as you lay against him.
“Oh my god!” he cried out, still fighting to touch you with his hands, but you were in charge here and that meant only you were allowed to have that privilege.
“Mmm, that feels good, baby?”
Not giving him a chance to answer, you crashed your lips against his and collected his flustered moans into your mouth. The kiss was ravenous and fiery as you rode him into oblivion, bouncing your hips against him hard and stuffing his cock to the hilt of your pussy.
“Baby, don’t stop…don’t—” San cut his own words off by catching you off guard and biting your lip.
You straightened your back, narrowing your eyes at him. He paid no mind to your anger. His focus remained on escaping the binds, though each shift of your hips quickly stole his concentration.
It was unbelievable that today of all days he wanted to push your buttons and test limits.
“Is that how you want to play?”
“I want to touch you. Please let me.”
“No, and don’t ask again.”
Immediately, one hand wrapped around his throat while the other pinned flat down on his taut abdomen. The expression painted on his face was one of terror and ecstasy as you added more weight to his vocal cords. The blend of pain and pleasure only emboldened him—for now.
By the time he grew accustomed to the speed of your hips, you took it up a notch—working your thigh muscles faster, pounding and slapping your ass along his pelvis. The fractured gasps he inhaled every time his cock disappeared inside you gave you the motivation to keep it up.
Besides, he deserved it.
“Baby…baby…”
His breathless pleas went in one ear and out the other, the sizzling ache in your gut building to unstoppable heights as you massaged his cock in your stifling, tight walls. San’s arms inevitably go limp, unable to fight with the ribbons any longer.
Sweat gathered along your brows as your muscles grew sore, but you forced yourself to keep going, especially now that San was shaky and lightheaded, letting you use him entirely.
“That’s a good boy,” you purred, exhaling heavily as you drove his cock repeatedly into your g-spot like second nature, twisting the coil with reckless abandon.
The praise traveled down his spine—molten and bright—and he melted further into your touch. Whatever fight remained in him was no longer for freedom, but for another word of approval.
“Shit…fuck—baby…can I—can I…” he stuttered, his knuckles whitening as his chest heaved, attempting to ground himself.
“Spit it out, Sannie…”
“C-Can I—please…cum? Can I—c-cum, please?”
There was nothing he could do to stop it and the devilish smirk curling at the side of your mouth confirmed it—you had all the power. Just as a simple reminder, your hips ground down on him aggressively, kissing your cervix to his heated tip.
“Please…! Please, c-can I?”
The crackling strain snapped within you both, passionate moans falling from your lips simultaneously as your intense tempo gradually increased.
“Go on, then…” you mewled, pussy clenching onto his cock as a white haze invaded your vision, “…breed me, big boy.”
One, two more thrusts and San stilled, cock throbbing deep within your core and pumping his hot cum into your gut. He cursed and grunted your name as your cunt fluttered around him, the dripping tension sending your splintering orgasm to every nerve in your body.
The explosion knocked you off balance and your body collapsed on top of him, face nesting in the crease of his neck as you pulsed along his flaccid length. San’s exasperated pants ghost over your ear and he chuckled lightly, fading the dazed hue in your mind.
“Your pussy s’good baby…”
“Mmm…can’t get enough, can you?”
A pinch of fright shot through San as you sat upright, glaring down with a deadpan expression. His stare—dark and low—expressed a sort of…peace and you aimed to disrupt that.
“N-Never…y/n…?”
“Shh, baby, relax…” you murmured, tone reassuring but commanding at the same time, your thumbs tracing idle shapes on his hips as you spoke.
You leaned forward, acting as though you were about to kiss him, and lifted your hips in tandem. After sliding him out of you, keeping in only the tip as leftover cum leaked down his shaft, you sat your full weight back down and buried him deep inside you.
“Fuck—baby…wait, I—” You clamped a hand over his mouth, stopping his words in their tracks.
“No more talking, brat.”
The sex became utterly ruthless—milking his cock with the same brutal rhythm as before, and you were entranced every time he shattered into pieces. He’d dug his own grave, and now you were determined to make him lie in it. After losing track of how many loads he’d filled you with, the air grew thick with sweat and ragged breaths, your bodies refusing to cool.
His body had memorized the routine—dick goes limp, then half stiff to fully erect again until your pussy drains his balls empty, repeat.
He’d howl and cry into your palm, struggling against the ribbons until he accepted his fate. You imagined his nerves were being electrified until he was numb and fried.
All because your cunt owned him.
Truthfully, he made it too easy for you to get him hard and clearly his cock, overly sensitive or not, couldn’t shake his constant urge to be stuffed inside you. San’s hazy, fragile eyes sparkled and you finally removed your hand from his lips.
“I can’t- I—please, it’s t-too much…fuck.”
“Shhh…yes, you can. I got you, baby,” you cooed, splaying your hands across his wide chest.
San blinked away the tears, squeezing his eyelids shut as you rolled your hips against him, admiring the way his veins corded on his neck and his jaw set. Those were signs he was close without saying anything. He began to shake his head, jolting his body poorly.
He was at his limit, and it reminded you how you felt earlier.
Your cunt suctioned along his soaked flesh, securing him within your warmth and drawing out another raw sound from his throat. He wanted you off but you weren’t done with him quite yet.
“You’re gonna cum one more time for me, okay?”
He squirmed beneath you, overstimulated beyond reason, and his cock jumped at every brush of your walls. A painful sob ripped from his throat, face flushed red as his head tossed side to side.
“I—I can’t…baby, I—”
“Yes, you can,” you reassured, brushing the damp locks from his forehead before peppering kisses along his jawline, “you’ve been so good for me. Just one more, baby.”
“Promise?” San asked faintly.
Your head lifted in time for you to feast on the cutest pout adorning his lips. It softened something in your chest, and a part of you wanted to let him go right then.
A very tiny part.
He still needed this last lesson, and you needed to cum again.
Brats learned eventually. San simply required a little extra encouragement.
Hi cherry! I hope u are doing well. Can I be added to your taglist, please? Love youuu ♡
hi my love! I’m doing well, thanks :3 hope you’re doing good too! and absolutely 🥰 I have added you to my taglist—thank you for your support, I appreciate it so much ^^ love you 3000! 🩶
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gonna do a little poll here just see what you guys are thinking—planning to write for dpr ian soon and I wanted to see if there was any interest in me permenantly adding him to my masterlist and continuing to write solo stories for him.
