annie

and if a double decker bus crashes into us, to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die ♡

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Hey! I'm Annie.

A 2003 liner, Capricorn, Intp. In a little too many fandoms. Obsessed with Tomorrow by Together and Ateez <3

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[kisshwa]

ATEEZ YEOSANG as YOUR BF

ft. overly freaked out reader!

pairing: bf!yeosang x freaked out gf!reader

genre: crack, mature

notes: first post in a while kinda nervous 😟

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The relationship dynamic everyone deserves

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 1000 likes!

YIPPEE

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𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝑨 𝑲𝒊𝒔𝒔!

Pairing: Bf!Yeosang x gn!reader

Established relationship, Angel as a petname (for Yeosang), fluff, they're so soft for each other.

Word Count: 940

A/n: Have I ever mentioned that Yeosang is the most person ever. Like he is an actual case of spiritual sightings on Earth. Especially Yeosang with red hair. I pray everyday that I could go back to the day when I first saw him with red hair at that award show.

The bedroom light was a warm colour, comfortable on the eyes. It had been nighttime for a few hours now.

You layed on the soft bed, on top of the fluffy comforter as you laid on your stomach, keeping your head up by keeping your chin in the palm of your hand.

Your eyes followed the red haired man who walked out of the shower, drying his hair. He had been punished to using one specific towel for his head until the red dye was gone. The reason was pretty much that three of your white, pristine towels were stained red because of that cherry head.

Your eyes chased his steps like sunflowers did to the sun. He walked to the bathroom to put the towel back and came back quite soon. He was most likely going to do his skincare now.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" The beautiful man said from the vanity table, where he was rummaging through the products because his ones and yours were mixed again.

"Nothing, you look pretty" You said, a gentle smile on your lips. That gentle smile slowly widened as you noticed his flushed cheeks.

“You just say things," He mumbled, you could hear the slight pout in his voice, as he started applying products.

The thing was that you would've never seen yourself in this situation 6 years ago. But during your third year in University, you had met this really nice Mathematics major, and after a few dates, you two had just…stuck. So now you had the prettiest boyfriend to ever exist.

As Yeosang hummed softly from where he stood at the vanity table, you closed your eyes. Not to sleep, not yet, the night was still young. But to just…take everything in.

The street outside of your shared apartment was quiet, except for the 24 hour cafe that was right across the street. A place you and Yeosang had had hundreds of dates by now. The owner and her wife had even invited them to their vow renewal party.

Outside the apartment window, there'd be a cat napping on the windowsill. She wasn't theirs, but she had decided that your windowsill was worthy enough to be her sleeping spot. Who were the two of you to deny her the right?

The lamp post in front of their building would be flickering, weak, yes, but not as weak as the one in the next block.

You had remembered all this without ever putting an effort to. When something happens repeatedly, it basically just settles in your head, like a memory you do not care enough to recall but you cannot forget it either.

Living with Yeosang meant living a quiet life, which was perfect, as both of you were introverts. You left for work at the same time every weekday morning, separated at the third block to the right. You usually came home before him, so you had time to wash up before he came back.

Yeosang didn't usually shower right before bed because he was always sleepy, but it was late June, and the heat was brutal, so even with the air conditioner cooling the room, he needed a shower.

“Asleep?" The soft deep voice made you open your eyes. Two beautiful brown eyes were staring at yours as he leaned over you.

"No, angel, just thinking.” You said, reaching out to run your fingers through his hair. When his eyes nearly fluttered close, you smiled, and scotted over under the comforter, holding it open for him to get inside.

He got inside and immediately nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. “What are you thinking about?"

“Just how lucky I am to have my angel." You said, continuing to play with his hair.

“Well, your angel wants some things…” Yeosang smiled against your neck, mischievous. “A lot of things."

“Oh yeah? And what are those things?" You asked, wrapping an arm around his waist.

Yeosang replied by putting his whole weight on top of you, pressing you in the bed—not necessarily in a sexual way, he found comfort in doing that—and cuddled even deeper into your neck, as if he wanted to disappear inside you.

“Come on, baby, use your words. What does my angel want?" You asked, feeling every part of his body. Every dip, every curve, every muscle.

"Mmm, wanna know?” He asked, softly nibbling on your neck, making you huff. "Tell me already, angel."

“Your Angel wants a kiss, will you give it to him?" He said in his soft but deep voice, the ruby-toned hair falling softly on his eyes as it was still slightly wet.

You pretended to think for a while before turning your head to the side, “I don't think I will." You said, trying not to notice how the light from his eyes basically disappeared.

“Why?" He mumbled, pretending not to be hurt and failing pathetically because of his pout.

“You asked for a kiss. I can't give you that. What I can give you however…” You dragged your word on purpose to savor in the sight of how wanting he was.

“...Are many kisses!" You said, pulling him close to peck his cheek and making a ‘mwah’ sound as he giggled softly.

"You're so mean” He said, voice muffled as your lips joined in that familiar dance. His lips felt so soft, you could never just get used to them.

“How could you think I'd ever deny your request?" You said, pulling away to breathe. You also took that moment to kiss his birthmark, and felt him melt against you.

Your angel, so perfect.

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FLUFF GALORE RAHHHHH!!!

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SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT

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Just a reminder that I DO NOT USE AI. I JUST LIKE USING 'UNCOMMON' PUNCTUATION MARKS. THE — IS NOT BECAUSE OF AI, IT'S BECAUSE I ENJOY USING IT. Thank you.

[xoxobrowniexoxo]

A miss opportunity...

[atiny-unicorn]

Hey so called “influencers” just bc you have a large following or a somewhat big following DOESN’T MEAN you are suddenly Ateezs’ personal friend and therefore get to bully, be racist and/or demean anyone that ateez interact with.

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And not to mention that what nearly all of us do is FANcontent. Fanfictions, Fanart, Fan edits, Dance videos, Covers, blah blah blah all of that is things we do as Fans. We do that for free. So why would someone consider being paid for it, that's so stupid

[hnjowlf]

ROMANCE SYMPHONY

PAIRING: yunho x fem!reader

CONTAINS: fluff

SUMMARY: headcannon if jeong yunho becomes your husband

AUTHOR'S NOTES: hii ! sorry for the slow update , this is a small gift since i truly think yunho fits the husband material :’-)

MASTERLIST

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who loves slow mornings with you. He wakes up before you just to admire your face for a few minutes before you wake up. When he has the time, he’d make breakfast for the two of you then come back to the bedroom to wake you up, even though he’d climb back to bed because of your puppy eyes asking him to stay for “5 more minutes.”

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who refuses to let you carry anything even if it’s lightweight.

You had just finished grocery shopping and insisted on carrying a few bags yourself. However, the second Yunho see you carrying those bags, he carefully takes the bags from both of your hands.

“I’ve got it, it’s okay,” you said.

He scoffed while carrying the bags, “what kind of a husband am I to let my wife carry heavy things?”

You laughed under your breath, “Jeong Yunho, they’re not even that heavy.”

“Honey, just let me take care of it, okay?” he leaned down kissing your forehead.

You smiled quietly and raised your hands in surrender, “alright then, don’t whine at me if your hands start to hurt.”

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who can’t live without physical affection. Whenever you’re walking on the streets together, he’d casually place his hand on your lower back gently rubbing it. He intertwines your fingers while watching TV. He even pulls you onto his lap while he’s reading, one hand holding his back and the other caressing you by the waist.

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who still gets ridiculously excited over calling you his wife.

The two of you had stopped by a small cafe on your day off, when you approached the counter, a staff member smiled politely, “is this order together?”

Yunho nodded without hesitation, “Yeah.” He said while glancing at you with the softest smile, “It’s for my wife.”

“Your wife?” you repeated once you were seated.

He looked at you in confusion, “Yeah?”

You giggled, “you sounded really happy saying that.”

“I am,” he sipped his coffee silently.

You laughed in disbelief, “You’ve been calling me your wife for two years.” You looked at his eyes, smiling sheepishly, “somehow it still feels brand new everytime.”

“Well, I just like saying it,” he admitted.

You giggled before continuing sipping your coffee, “you’re cute.”

“So are you,” he reached his fingers across the table to intertwine your fingers with his. “..My wife.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, gently nudging his feet under the table, “you’re never gonna get tired of that, are you?”

He smiled proudly, “Never in a million years.”

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who always drives with one hand resting on your thigh. It wasn’t intentional, it’s just second nature. He just naturally reaches for you whenever you're sitting in the passenger seat beside him, absentmindedly circling your thigh with his thumb while you talk about your day to him.

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who still gets distracted by how pretty you are. You’ll be ranting about your day or gossiping about your friends over dinner when he suddenly smiles to himself. “What?” you’ll ask, think that he’s not listening to you when in fact he’s admiring you. “Nothing,” he’ll grin. “I just really like looking at you.”

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who loves slow dancing with you in the living room for no reason at all.

You’re folding laundry on the floor, in front of the couch, while Yunho half-listens to the music playing faintly in the background.

Then, he suddenly stands up.

You look up at him, “where are you going?”

“Nowhere,” he says casually before holding out his hand to you.

You blink, “what?”

“Dance with me,” he smiled.

You shrugged, “I don’t know how to dance.”

He laughed softly, "That's the point, just follow the rhythm.”

You sighed but still took his hand. The moment you stand, he pulls you closer by the waist while the other gently holds yours. No rush, just swaying to the rhythm slowly as if the world only revolves around the two of you.

“You always do this,” you murmured quietly.

“Do what?” he tilted his head.

“Steal me when I'm busy.”

He smiles, “your existence is better here.”

You roll your eyes but you don’t move away. After a few sways, his grip around you tightens just a little.

“Stay a bit longer,” he says softly.

You look up at him, “you always say that.”

“And you always stay,” he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

The two of you just keep swaying slowly in the middle of the living room, while Yunho holds you like time doesn’t matter at all.

CURATED BY @hnjowlf

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See? Romance is still alive.

[karmacharmeleon18]

Guys, I don't think you understand how cool it is that Mingi posted that Instagram story with Boris Becker, a Congolese creator/dancer, and spoke Congolese at a time like this:

South Korea just got kicked out of the World Cup by the Democratic Republic of the Congo, and as a reaction, many, many, MANY Koreans took to the internet to be extremely racist.

They even targeted Jonathan Yiombi:

In case you don't know him, he's the presenter of the show "The K-Star Next Door", and had Ateez as guests wice, once to promote Bouncy, and more recently to promote Work:

The episodes are hilarious, and I'm pretty sure the man loses 5 years of life anytime he hears Ateez's names now, especially Mingi's and Wooyoung's lol

Anyway, I think it's impossible for Mingi not to know that SK lost to Congo and that this harassment/abuse campaign is going on, so this was nice to see!

He might even get some backlash from some Korean K-pop fans 😬 but I really think he doesn't care 😈

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ATEEZ + 🌈

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𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝑨 𝑲𝒊𝒔𝒔!

Pairing: Bf!Yeosang x gn!reader

Established relationship, Angel as a petname (for Yeosang), fluff, they're so soft for each other.

Word Count: 940

A/n: Have I ever mentioned that Yeosang is the most person ever. Like he is an actual case of spiritual sightings on Earth. Especially Yeosang with red hair. I pray everyday that I could go back to the day when I first saw him with red hair at that award show.

The bedroom light was a warm colour, comfortable on the eyes. It had been nighttime for a few hours now.

You layed on the soft bed, on top of the fluffy comforter as you laid on your stomach, keeping your head up by keeping your chin in the palm of your hand.

Your eyes followed the red haired man who walked out of the shower, drying his hair. He had been punished to using one specific towel for his head until the red dye was gone. The reason was pretty much that three of your white, pristine towels were stained red because of that cherry head.

Your eyes chased his steps like sunflowers did to the sun. He walked to the bathroom to put the towel back and came back quite soon. He was most likely going to do his skincare now.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" The beautiful man said from the vanity table, where he was rummaging through the products because his ones and yours were mixed again.

"Nothing, you look pretty" You said, a gentle smile on your lips. That gentle smile slowly widened as you noticed his flushed cheeks.

“You just say things," He mumbled, you could hear the slight pout in his voice, as he started applying products.

The thing was that you would've never seen yourself in this situation 6 years ago. But during your third year in University, you had met this really nice Mathematics major, and after a few dates, you two had just…stuck. So now you had the prettiest boyfriend to ever exist.

As Yeosang hummed softly from where he stood at the vanity table, you closed your eyes. Not to sleep, not yet, the night was still young. But to just…take everything in.

The street outside of your shared apartment was quiet, except for the 24 hour cafe that was right across the street. A place you and Yeosang had had hundreds of dates by now. The owner and her wife had even invited them to their vow renewal party.

Outside the apartment window, there'd be a cat napping on the windowsill. She wasn't theirs, but she had decided that your windowsill was worthy enough to be her sleeping spot. Who were the two of you to deny her the right?

The lamp post in front of their building would be flickering, weak, yes, but not as weak as the one in the next block.

You had remembered all this without ever putting an effort to. When something happens repeatedly, it basically just settles in your head, like a memory you do not care enough to recall but you cannot forget it either.

Living with Yeosang meant living a quiet life, which was perfect, as both of you were introverts. You left for work at the same time every weekday morning, separated at the third block to the right. You usually came home before him, so you had time to wash up before he came back.

Yeosang didn't usually shower right before bed because he was always sleepy, but it was late June, and the heat was brutal, so even with the air conditioner cooling the room, he needed a shower.

“Asleep?" The soft deep voice made you open your eyes. Two beautiful brown eyes were staring at yours as he leaned over you.

"No, angel, just thinking.” You said, reaching out to run your fingers through his hair. When his eyes nearly fluttered close, you smiled, and scotted over under the comforter, holding it open for him to get inside.

He got inside and immediately nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. “What are you thinking about?"

“Just how lucky I am to have my angel." You said, continuing to play with his hair.

“Well, your angel wants some things…” Yeosang smiled against your neck, mischievous. “A lot of things."

“Oh yeah? And what are those things?" You asked, wrapping an arm around his waist.

Yeosang replied by putting his whole weight on top of you, pressing you in the bed—not necessarily in a sexual way, he found comfort in doing that—and cuddled even deeper into your neck, as if he wanted to disappear inside you.

“Come on, baby, use your words. What does my angel want?" You asked, feeling every part of his body. Every dip, every curve, every muscle.

"Mmm, wanna know?” He asked, softly nibbling on your neck, making you huff. "Tell me already, angel."

“Your Angel wants a kiss, will you give it to him?" He said in his soft but deep voice, the ruby-toned hair falling softly on his eyes as it was still slightly wet.

You pretended to think for a while before turning your head to the side, “I don't think I will." You said, trying not to notice how the light from his eyes basically disappeared.

“Why?" He mumbled, pretending not to be hurt and failing pathetically because of his pout.

“You asked for a kiss. I can't give you that. What I can give you however…” You dragged your word on purpose to savor in the sight of how wanting he was.

“...Are many kisses!" You said, pulling him close to peck his cheek and making a ‘mwah’ sound as he giggled softly.

"You're so mean” He said, voice muffled as your lips joined in that familiar dance. His lips felt so soft, you could never just get used to them.

“How could you think I'd ever deny your request?" You said, pulling away to breathe. You also took that moment to kiss his birthmark, and felt him melt against you.

Your angel, so perfect.

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Masterlist

Ateez :

x reader/oc

government ships

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Ateez Masterlist

Government ships!!!

SEONGJOONG

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Destiny

(series)

WOOSAN

YUNGI

JONGSANG

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Ateez Masterlist (x reader/oc)

☄️- angst 💦- smut 🫐- fluff 🧊- suggestive 🫂- crack/friendly 💎- hard hours

OT8

Come back later

Kim Hongjoong

Presence 🫂

Ghost! hongjoong, platonic, roommate au

Park Seonghwa

Admiring 🧊💎

Good boy 🧊💎

Jeong Yunho

Come back later

Kang Yeosang

Come back later

Choi San

Cat-like 🧊🫐

Established relationship

Things I loved reading 💦

NSFW, just like recommendations

Song Mingi

Come back later

Jung Wooyoung

'Brewing Love Next Door'

Uni au, Barista!Wooyoung, neighbor au, ON HOLD, EXTREMELY SLOW UPDATES

Crush 🫂🫐

Highschool au, implied academic rivals to lovers

Choi Jongho

Come back later

[guzhufuren]

ATEEZ BAD M/V (2026)

[sugar-petals]

director: so what do you want for your music video

ATEEZ: idk give us the cowboy dancer latin romance street food wedding chili pepper tarot psychic flash mob silk suit cinematic bald cap court drama

director: anything else

ATEEZ: yeosang gets to flirt