atzmatzz
atzmatzz
Atzmatz
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My ults are ateez itzy and newjeans. I AM NOT A MINOR!!!! I write smut, angst, and fluff
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atzmatzz · 28 days ago
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JINU IS STILL ALIVEEEE.......me and Rumi say as we get dragged into a white padded room.
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atzmatzz · 1 month ago
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i remember dropping my phone in the toilet. It still works but it's now stuck on low brightness and I can't turn the brightness up or it will start tweaking. ALSO, i cant take pictures on my front camera anymore...���️
Fun fact: I dropped my phone in the toilet 😔
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atzmatzz · 1 month ago
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Tags: Smut, and some fluff at the end. Yunho loves reader A LOT and is feral.
The plants swayed gently in the breeze from the open window. Sunset clung to the walls like honey, warm and lazy. Y/N sat on Yunho’s lap on the floor, both of them tangled up in a half-whispered conversation that had faded into kisses. “You smell like sunlight,” Yunho murmured against her neck, lips tracing the curve like he was memorizing a map only he was allowed to read. His hands slipped beneath the hem of her soft shirt, palms flat against her back. Y/N let out a quiet sigh as he pulled her closer, hips shifting with unspoken need. The slow rhythm between them didn’t need to rush. Yunho kissed her again deeper this time, his tongue brushing past her lips with gentle hunger. He tasted like vanilla and something more addicting. “You always feel like home,” he breathed, his voice low and warm. Her fingers curled into his hair, tugging lightly as his hips rolled beneath hers. Layers of clothing were pushed aside slowly, like unwrapping something sacred. The light from the window traced every inch of exposed skin, each freckle, each shiver, each gasp. They didn’t speak much, just soft moans, breathy laughter, the creak of the floor beneath them. Yunho moved inside her with slow, careful thrusts, his forehead resting against hers. His eyes stayed locked on hers, full of something raw and reverent. “You’re everything,” he whispered, voice barely holding steady as he brought them both closer. “Everything.” When they came together, it was quiet. No fireworks, just a warmth that bloomed in their chests, spreading through their limbs like the last light of day, refusing to fade......
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