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hi could you please write jealous!yunho? i think i'm obsessed with that man help 😭😭

as a yunho bias anon I actually love you so much honestly

The party was in full swing, with music blaring and people dancing and drinking all around you. You were enjoying yourself, laughing and chatting with friends, when you suddenly felt a strong hand on your waist.

You turned to see Yunho standing behind you, his expression dark and possessive. He had a drink in one hand, and his grip on your waist was firm, almost bruising.

"We need to talk," he said, his voice low and gruff. "Now."

Yunho led you away from the crowd and into the nearest bathroom, closing and locking the door behind you. He turned to face you, his eyes burning with jealousy and desire.

"What were you doing out there?" he demanded, taking a step closer to you. "Who were you talking to?"

You could see the tension in his body, the way his muscles were taut and his jaw clenched. He was clearly upset, but you weren't quite sure why.

"I was just talking to some friends," you said, trying to sound nonchalant. "We were just having a conversation."

Yunho let out a scoff, shaking his head.

"You were flirting with them," he accused, his eyes narrowing. "I saw the way they were looking at you."

You rolled your eyes, trying to brush off his accusations.

"I wasn't flirting with anyone," you insisted. "You're just being paranoid."

But Yunho wasn't having it. He took another step closer, backing you up against the wall.

"Don't lie to me," he growled, his body pressed up against yours. "I saw the way they were checking you out, eyeing you like a piece of meat."

You felt a shiver run down your spine as Yunho pinned you against the wall, his body trapping you in place. His eyes roamed over your body, taking in every inch of you.

"You're mine," he said firmly, his hands coming up to grip your hips. "And I don't want anyone else looking at you like that. You belong to me, and only me."

Yunho spun you around, pushing your body against the wall. You could feel his hard chest against your back, his breath hot on your neck.

He pressed his hips against yours, trapping you between him and the wall. You could feel the evidence of his desire pressing against your ass, and it sent a shiver of anticipation through you.

Yunho leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke.

"You're going to learn your lesson," he murmured, his hands roaming over your body. "You're going to learn who you belong to, and you're going to learn it right here, right now."

Yunho's hands moved to your hips, gripping the waistband of your panties. Without warning, he tore them off, the sound of the fabric ripping filling the small bathroom.

You gasped, a mixture of surprise and arousal flooding through you. Yunho had always been rough with you in bed, but this was a new level of possessiveness and dominance.

"There," he said, tossing the torn panties aside. "Now you're all mine, completely bare and exposed for me."

He ran his hands over your now-bare skin, his touch sending shivers down your spine. He nipped at your neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses and bites down your shoulder.

Yunho's hands fumbled with the buttons of his pants, his movements hurried and desperate. He was clearly as eager as you were, his need to claim you taking over completely.

Finally, he managed to pull his pants down just enough to free his cock, which was already rock hard and straining against his boxers.

Yunho pressed himself against you again, his hard length rubbing against your bare ass. You could feel the heat of his body, the way he was trembling with need.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his lips trailing along your shoulder. "So perfect, all mine to take and claim."

Yunho didn't waste any time. He gripped your hips tightly, positioning himself at your entrance. Without warning, he thrust into you, burying himself to the hilt in one swift movement.

You cried out, your body stretching to accommodate his size. He felt even bigger than usual, his cock filling you up completely and sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Yunho groaned, his head falling forward as he savored the feeling of being inside you. He stayed still for a moment, giving you time to adjust to his size, before he began to move.

His thrusts were hard and fast, his hips snapping against yours as he pounded into you. He was relentless, claiming you in the most primal and possessive way possible.

Yunho pulled you away from the wall, guiding you over to the mirror that hung above the sink. He stood behind you, his body pressed tightly against yours as he continued to thrust into you.

You could see yourselves in the mirror, your bodies intertwined and moving together in a frenzy of passion. Yunho's eyes met yours in the reflection, his gaze dark and intense as he watched you take him.

Yunho's pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more and more powerful. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the small bathroom, along with the sounds of your moans and gasps.

He wrapped an arm around your waist, holding you tightly against him as he drove into you. His other hand reached up to grip your chin, forcing you to keep looking at yourself in the mirror.

"Look at you," he growled, his voice rough with pleasure. "Look at how good you take me, how perfect you are for me."

You couldn't tear your eyes away from the sight of yourself in the mirror, completely consumed by the pleasure that was coursing through your body. Yunho's grip on your chin was firm, ensuring that you had no choice but to watch as he claimed you over and over again.

"You're mine," he repeated, his breath hot against your ear. "Mine to touch, mine to claim, mine to fill with my cum."

Yunho's hand slid from your chin to your ass, giving it a sharp slap. The sting of his hand on your skin sent a jolt of pleasure through you, and you couldn't help but moan loudly.

"You like that, don't you?" he said, a smirk on his face as he watched your reaction in the mirror. "You like it when I mark you up, when I remind you who owns you."

Yunho continued to pound into you, his pace relentless as he chased his own release. The sound of his hips slapping against your ass echoed through the small bathroom, mixing with the sound of your moans and gasps.

You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your body trembling with pleasure as Yunho continued to dominate you completely.

Yunho's grip on your waist tightened, his fingers digging into your skin as he neared his own release. He was panting now, his breath hot and ragged against your neck.

"I'm gonna fill you up," he growled, his voice low and guttural. "I'm gonna mark you from the inside out, claim you in every possible way."

Yunho's thrusts became more erratic, his body tensing as he approached the edge. He buried his face in your neck, biting down on your shoulder as he chased his release.

"Come with me," he commanded, his voice strained. "I want to feel you come around me, I want to feel you fall apart while I fill you up."

You couldn't hold back any longer. The combination of Yunho's dominance, his words, and the feeling of him deep inside you sent you over the edge.

You cried out his name as your orgasm washed over you, your body clenching around him tightly. Your walls fluttered and spasmed, drawing a low moan from Yunho as he finally reached his own release.

He came hard, burying himself to the hilt as he spilled himself deep inside you. His hips jerked against yours, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm.

Yunho stayed inside you for a moment, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. He held you tightly against him, his arms wrapped around your body possessively.

After a few moments, he finally pulled out of you, his cum dripping down your thighs. He turned you around to face him, his eyes still dark with desire as he took in the sight of you.

Yunho leaned in, capturing your lips in a searing kiss. It was messy and possessive, his tongue claiming your mouth as if to further stake his claim on you.

When he finally pulled away, he looked at you with a satisfied smile on his face.

"You're mine," he repeated, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. "And I'm never letting you go."

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saying they want to break up during a fight, ATEEZ.

featuring — ateez members x gn!reader ( masterlist )

summary — a reaction of what happens when the ateez boys impulsively tell you they want to break up during an argument!

contents — angst, fighting, some tears, reconciliation.

hong ☾ joong

the argument had been dragging on for what felt like hours. hongjoong leaned against his desk, rubbing his temples in frustration. “i don’t know what else you want me to say,” he muttered, his voice sharp.

“i want you to stop shutting me out all the time!” you snapped back, your emotions bubbling over.

he clenched his fists, the stress of everything overwhelming him. “maybe we’re better off apart if i’m so bad at this,” he said coldly, the words cutting through the room like a knife.

your face fell, the weight of his statement sinking in. “you… you think we should break up?”

the moment he saw the tears in your eyes, regret hit him like a tidal wave. “wait, no,” he stammered, stepping forward. “that’s not what i meant. i didn’t mean it.”

“then why would you say it?” you whispered, your voice trembling.

hongjoong’s expression softened, guilt washing over him. he reached for your hands, holding them tightly. “because i’m a coward,” he admitted, his voice cracking. “i was scared of failing you, and i said the stupidest thing i could. please, don’t believe it. i need you — i love you. let me fix this. don’t let me lose you over my own stupidity.”

seong ☾ hwa

seonghwa’s jaw tightened as he tried to keep his composure. “i don’t understand why this keeps happening,” he said, his voice lower than usual but no less intense.

“because you always avoid talking about your feelings!” you retorted, your frustration spilling over.

his lips pressed into a thin line, his usual patience worn down. “maybe that’s just who i am, and if you can’t handle it, maybe we shouldn’t be together!”

the words hung in the air, and both of you froze. you stared at him in shock, unable to process what he’d just said.

seonghwa’s eyes widened as the reality of his words sank in. “no, wait,” he said quickly, stepping toward you. “i didn’t mean that.”

“you think we should break up?” you asked, your voice breaking.

“no,” he said firmly, his voice trembling now. “i said it because i was frustrated, but it’s not what i feel. i’m sorry — i was wrong to push you away like that.” he reached out, his hands cupping your face gently. “i love you too much to let this end over my own stupid mistake. please… forgive me.”

yun ☾ ho

“why do you always have to make everything such a big deal?” yunho asked, exasperation clear in his tone.

“because it is a big deal to me and you never seem to care!” you shot back, your voice rising.

yunho threw his hands up, the frustration boiling over. “fine! if that’s how you feel, maybe we should just break up!”

the room fell silent, the weight of his words crushing both of you. your lips parted in shock, and his face immediately dropped. “wait,” he said, his voice softer now. “no, i didn’t mean that.”

“you think this is something to just throw away?” you asked, your voice almost shaking.

“no!” he said, panic seeping into his tone as he crossed the distance between you. “i was angry, okay? i wasn’t thinking. i would never want to lose you — not for anything.” he reached for your hands, his grip firm but tender. “i’m sorry. i said it because i didn’t know how else to handle this, but i’ll do better. please don’t give up on me — on us.”

yeo ☾ sang

yeosang’s arms were crossed, his face unreadable as you vented your frustrations. “you never open up to me,” you said, your voice shaking with emotion.

“i don’t know how to, okay?” he replied evenly, his tone laced with frustration. “so i hope you can understand how frustrating it can be for me when you push me to do so repeatedly. maybe you’d be better off with someone who could.”

the words hit you like a punch to the stomach. “what are you saying?”

“maybe we should break up,” he said quietly, his gaze fixed on the floor.

your heart sank, and silence filled the room. yeosang glanced up, and the devastation on your face shattered his calm facade. “wait,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “that’s not… i didn’t mean that.”

“then why say it?” you asked, tears streaming down your cheeks.

“because i don’t know how to handle this,” he admitted, his voice cracking. “but losing you? that’s not something i can handle either.” he stepped closer, his eyes filled with regret. “i’m sorry. i let my insecurities speak for me, but i don’t want this to end. please, let me make this right.”

san ☾

san paced the room, his frustration boiling over. “why do we keep having the same argument?” he exclaimed, running a hand through his hair.

“because you never listen to me the first time!” you shot back, your voice almost trembling. “if you cared about me the slightest, we wouldn’t have to be running in circles over the same topic!”

“that’s not fair,” san replied, his voice rising and something flashing in his eyes. “if it bothers you so much and i don’t care the way you want me to, then maybe you should just leave!”

the words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. your eyes widened, and his heart immediately sank as he saw the hurt flash across your face.

“wait,” he said, his voice breaking as the realization hit him. “i didn’t mean that.”

you stepped back, tears welling in your eyes. “you can’t just say something like that, san.”

“i know,” he whispered, stepping closer to you, desperation in his gaze. “i wasn’t thinking — i was angry. but i don’t want to lose you. please, i’ll do better. just… don’t leave me.”

when you didn’t respond, he gently took your hand, holding it tightly. “you’re everything to me,” he said, his voice shaking. “please don’t let one stupid moment ruin us.”

min ☾ gi

mingi’s voice echoed in the small room, louder than he’d intended. “i’m tired of this, okay? maybe we should just break up!”

your jaw dropped, the sharpness of his words cutting deep. for a moment, you stood frozen, staring at him in disbelief. but when his words registered, you turned around to walk away quietly.

as the weight of what he’d said sank in, mingi’s anger dissolved into panic. “wait,” he said quickly, reaching for you as you turned away. “no, no, no, i didn’t mean that.”

“then why would you say it?” you demanded, too shook to cry. yet.

“i was being stupid,” he admitted, his voice trembling. “i didn’t know how else to say i’m scared — scared of losing you, scared of messing this up. but breaking up? that’s the last thing i want.”

he dropped to his knees, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing his forehead against your stomach. “please don’t hate me,” he whispered. “i love you more than anything. i’ll do whatever it takes to fix this.”

woo ☾ young

“fine! if you don’t trust me, then maybe we shouldn’t be together!” wooyoung snapped, his voice laced with frustration.

your breath caught, his words hitting like a punch to the gut. “is that what you really want?” you asked, your voice barely audible.

as soon as the words left his mouth, regret flooded wooyoung’s expression. “no,” he said, his voice softening instantly. “no, that’s not what i want at all.”

you shook your head, stepping back as you almost felt queasy at the way he suggested splitting so easily. “then why?”

wooyoung reached out, his hands trembling as they rested on your shoulders. “because i’m an idiot,” he admitted, his voice cracking. “i let my emotions get the best of me, and i said something i didn’t mean. please, don’t believe it. you’re the only person i want.”

he pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly as if afraid you’d disappear. “i’ll spend forever making this up to you,” he whispered against your hair. “just don’t let me lose you.”

jong ☾ ho

jongho’s voice was low but firm as he spoke. “maybe this just isn’t working anymore,” he said, his tone colder than he intended.

your eyes widened, and the room seemed to still. it took you a few moments to register what he was implying. “you’re breaking up with me?” you asked, disbelief evident in your voice.

as the words left his mouth, jongho’s chest tightened. he saw the hurt and confusion in your expression, and his own heart shattered. “no,” he said quickly, stepping toward you. “that’s not what i want.”

“but you just said —”

“i know what i said,” he interrupted, his voice almost sharp from the panic he felt. “but i didn’t mean it.” he reached for your hand, holding it firmly. “i got scared, okay? scared that i’m not enough for you, that i’ll keep hurting you like this. but losing you? that’s the only thing i can’t handle.”

your eyes blurred with tears as he pulled you into his arms, his grip tight and unwavering. “i’m sorry,” he murmured. “i’ll never say something so stupid again. just give me one more chance to prove how much you mean to me.”

notes: ooh, this one was sadder to write :') if you guys have angstier ideas, feel free to send them in and don't forget to interact with the fic after reading <3

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🚨THERE ARE RUMORS THAT YUNHO IS GONNA BE CAST IN A NEW DRAMA🚨

ATINY COME GATHER TO THIS MANIFESTATION CIRCLE AND WE MANIFEST ITS TRUE AND HE GETS A VILLAIN ROLE‼️‼️‼️

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🕯 YUNHO ACTING 🕯

🕯 AS A VILLAIN 🕯️

🕯 IN NEW DRAMA 🕯

🕯 🕯 🕯️

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cr. nw_aburisalmon

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Seonghwa for Esquire Korea

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Might mess around and reverse continental drift

if woosan ever drop a pic of their matching thigh tattoos together in one camera shot the ground will shake and the continent will break apart

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The hesitation and confusion in Yeosang's eyes is only made better by how slowly he says it. Like they all but had a gun to that man's head. Also...San is the only one that sounded like a cat in the first place. Idk WTF Mingj and Woo were doing

This clip is so funny that most people missed the fact he damn near has his titties out. Look how low that shirt is?!

"group meowing session starts in 10" - staff of Inkigayo to idols, probably

241117 ATEEZ

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santa saw you reading all that gay porn

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They're trying so hard to paint him as a bad person so they need to bring up that he was fined for being in the wrong part of a park.

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Pretty sure pics from this are what are being used to show him "violently shouting I'm rage"

Like this was barely even a shout.

He was hardly even speaking in capital letters.

He was making faces because of the physical physical exertion while they were trying to silence him and drag him away.

The blatant media play for this has been wild

It literally is an insult to the intelligence of the American people

HE SPEAKS!!!! and truth!! “It is completely out of touch (other sources say he’s saying unjust) and an insult to the intelligence of the American people. it’s lived experience” Luigi Mangione is innocent until proven guilty.

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I look upon you one last time As I set my wings on fire.

DPR IAN OFFICIAL MITO MOVIE (2022)

for @jwooyoung 🪽

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man turned 26, got kicked off his parents' health insurance, experienced firsthand how the healthcare industry works, and said absolutely not and took direct fucking action

luigi mangione they could never make me hate you

wishing you a speedy jury nullification and acquittal, king

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legit so annoyed about the way the corporate media wants to paint those women waiting outside the court as crazy and as only being there because Luigi is hot. I looked up pictures of them outside the court and they all held signs and were there to send a message: "health over wealth", "denial of medical care = violence", "murder for profit = terrorism", "the United States healthcare stole my livelihood", "insurance lobbyists line politicians' pockets", "healthcare reform NOW". Yeah, they're there because he's hot for sure. Also, there were a lot of men as well but hey, that's not helping the narrative right?

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Why do they keep accidentally making him look like the coolest person alive don’t they want us to hate him

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luigi mangione, the SUSPECTED (innocent until proven guilty) united healthcare shooter, has been charged with terrorism. that’s right. a man who supposedly shot ONE SINGLE PERSON is being charged with terrorism. because in america, billionaires lives matter enough that a SINGLE rich man’s death is considered a terrorist act against this country. think about that.