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djbbpobkboxcvlsgkweod 🤭

I don't understand why, but this transparent shirt makes it more sensual than if he were shirtless and wearing only a jacket.

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little side profile study/sketch :nerd:

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????How are these pictures even worse than the ones with bare shoulders?? HELLO??

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"Never get into a strangers car"

The car:

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this look is just insane...

241124 IG: YUNHO

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eyo wtf?!

"hihihihihehehehahaha" -me, constantly randomly thinking of this man.

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“does Jongho have an ick? ..… Is Jongho the perfect man?” - Izzy

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Masterlist ✧˖°

Series

Oneshots (coming soon)

Headcanons

Drabbles

Asks

Art

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omg SEEE!!! that's what we mean akscjfkbjdfbjdn

₊ ⊹ camera roll of bf!jongho pt. 2 ₊ ⊹

do NOT repost !!

likes / reblogs highly appreciated !!

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Rules ‧₊˚ ⋅

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MDNI - This is a precautious warning, we are not responsible for your internet consumption.

don’t steal or translate, reblogs are greatly appreciated :)

No hate towards other groups, members or people in general. We will block you.

What we don't write

member x member in a romantic or sexual context

incest

pedophilia or anything considering minors

might add more later

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About Us ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

Hellooo it’s Izzy and Fey here~

We are two best friends, swooning over Ateez every chance we get. The rest of our time goes into our Game Art studies so there might be some occasional fan art here and there too.

This blog is mostly us casually writing some silly little fanfictions about some silly little people in our literally silly little freetime (like seriously VERY little), so updates will be slow and not really regular. To label our posts, we will add our name and emoji so you can distinguish who wrote it. We also post some funny little thoughts here and there.

Also, little disclaimer: We are not native English speakers but we’re trying our best, so if you find mistakes let us know :)

Rules

Masterlist

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Made a quick ateez desktop wallpaper to download <3

also a tablet version

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This is so nice omg T-T I love your writing style!! - izzy

the way you look at me. | jyh

pairing ୨୧ yunho x reader

word count ୨୧ 650

genre ୨୧ suggestive mostly... making out, beginning of a relationship, sweet talking (almost dirty talking)... i need yunho bad

warnings ୨୧ suggestive/light smut Maybe if you really think about it

author's note ୨୧ guys the yunhoism has been so bad recently. He would fix me. ugh

18+ mdni!!

If there’s one word you’d use to describe Yunho, it’d be comfortable.

Spending the last few weeks getting to know him – deeper, better than before – makes you sure. He’s comfortable. Teasing and flirty and funny and kind. The epitome of charismatic, the kind of guy who draws everyone’s attention once he steps into the room. At first, in the beginning, pressed into the corner of a booth with him while your friends made their way to the dance floor, you thought it’d be awkward. Overwhelming. He was a newer addition to your friend group and you’ve never been any good at the new people thing. Yunho was – is – handsome, and attentive, and witty. You spent the entire night talking to him, ended up pressed thigh-to-thigh in the backseat of a taxi, opened your phone once you were in bed to a goodnight message from a contact you’d never texted one on one before.

It took some more comfortable nights out with your friends, a few inside jokes shared in the groupchat, and a bit of personal growth on your part (you swear your ex didn’t mess you up, but evidently…). But you figure the time doesn’t matter. You’re here now.

Pressed into Yunho’s lap on your couch, hands in his hair. His fingers tracing shapes into your back, your thighs. Memorizing his lips with your own, kissing and kissing and kissing…

It’s only your second date. But the buildup has made it seem like it’s taken so long… and he’s so familiar already. You wanted to play the semi-mysterious, aloof role, but it’s impossible with him. You’re completely transparent, out in the open, clear. Maybe there was never any avoiding it.

Yunho murmurs your name in between kisses and breaths and you hum, unwilling to part. You manage to anyways, catching your breath as he pushes hair away from your face and grabs your chin with his thumb and forefinger to direct your attention at him. (You’re melting.) “How far do you want to take this?” He asks. You can’t really focus on anything but his pink, kiss-swollen lips. “We can wait. I’m ready for whatever you are, honey.”

It’s insane. Completely impossible. You finally meet his eyes and they’re full of hearts and stars, and despite the control he’s established you understand in this moment he’s yours. He’s beautiful, and you want all of it. 

“Wanna go all the way,” you say, peeling the straps of your dress off your shoulders. Yunho’s hands land on your semi-bare thighs and he sighs when he catches a glimpse of the pretty white lace set you have on. “Wanna touch you. Feel you.”

He makes a noise in his throat like he’s trying to hold himself back. It’s the last thing you want. So you grab one of his hands and put it on your waist, just under your chest, his thumb brushing against the band of your bralette. “Yunho,” you all but plead.

It seems to do the trick. You don’t think he understands yet that you’d give everything to him if he just asked, but maybe it’s okay to wait on that part. He grips you a little harder and pulls you a little closer still, and you think you sigh when his lips meet yours again; stronger, sweeter, more sure. 

He’s confident in you, his hands all over like he’s known you his entire life. You can’t fault him – you feel that way, too. He ghosts one of his hands over your arms, your collarbones, your throat. The other makes itself busy in the space between your legs, initiating a slow grind that is every bit as delicious as it is torturing. Yunho smiles against your mouth when you moan.

“I know, sweet thing,” he coos. His voice is as sweet as honey but his fingers are setting a ruthless pace. “I’ll give it all to you, ‘kay? Now be good for me.”

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Y E S.

new favorite genre of Jongho pics: scrunch