donotreadme-zipbomb

[cyberwavebabe]

everytime I listen to some rave songs with some rave stabs I got this uncanny feeling just because I'm a 90s Brazilian baby and for that reason I grew up in contact with funk carioca everywhere, and the 00s funk uses the same stabs 🤌🏼

[kaysungshine]

Redamancy ['red-a-man-sE] noun ;a love returned in full

Part II out now!

{ Pairing } - idol!bangchan x staff!afab.reader (with a hint of bestfriend!jisung?)

{ Genre } - NSFW, the trifecta (s/a/f), frenimies to friends to lovers? idk but we'll get there in the end

{ Synopsis } - Han Jisung is your new bestie & technical colleague, of course you befriended the rest of his members. Group nights became a tradition, & tonight involves liquor and drinking games for the first time. Truth or drink?

{ WC } - 6.7k

{ Warnings & tags } - 18+ MDNI, NSFW, smut, angst, fluff, drinking, breath play (choking), swearing, dry humping, use of 'babygirl', mention of wet dream, talk of edging, talk of domming, talk of choking, talk of exhibitionism, all of ot8 is suggestive af when they drink, reader and jisung are PLATONIC I promise they're just touchy, they're all giggly drunks so overuse of laughing chuckling and giggling, chan is kinda dumb in this he just... is in denial land but we'll find out more about that later, unrealistic work scenarios, unrealistic dorm setup? idk lol

{ Disclaimer } - This work is in no way associated with the actual skz, and is a fictional piece. I DO NOT own Stray Kids, this fic is just influenced by them!

{ A/N } - Okay I know I took forever to post & this intro is hella long & I'm sorry! Once again, I will say this is my first skz fic. I come from the world of AO3 & dramione. I am out of my comfort zone lol. First time posting stories on tumblr too! So if I missed anything please let me know <3 there will be a part 2, I've already started writing it! The plot is weak af, but gimme a few more stories and I'll find my groove. Promise! Unbeta'd, be gentle with me ♡

It was supposed to be a relatively chill Saturday night, so you were excited. You just got off work, and had arrived at Jisung's. He swung the door open smiling and pulled you inside, into an immediate hug. Everyone said their greetings, and then Jisung went immediately to whining.

"Finally, what kept you so late?"

You took your shoes, mask, sunglasses, and hat off, letting your curls fall down your back. Then you unzipped your sweatshirt, shrugging it off your shoulders and exposing your fitted white tee. You gave your jacket and bag to Ji so he could put them away. You always arrived in 'disguise', in baggy clothing so that no one suspected anything. Though you thought it was ridiculous. It doesn't matter how baggy the sweat pants or hoodie is, there's no hiding the curve of your ass.

You were a content editor at JYPE, and had become really good friends with Han Jisung. Friendships between idols and staff certainly aren't forbidden, in fact they're encouraged to an extent... as long as no lines are crossed. But it's pretty much an ignored rule. Anyways, you were a small 'behind-the-scenes' employee, not a manager or assistant or makeup artist. Not anyone directly involved with any idols. No one off the street knew who you were. Still, over the last almost year or so, you and him became besties. You frequently shared meals together at work, had sleepovers, you even went camping. You were basically glued to each other. It could easily be taken the wrong way by the media and fans. Hell, it gets taken the wrong way by co-workers, other idols, and even his group members. Although they've mostly accepted that's not the case. It's a given with the way you two act though.

Your relationship is definitely platonic, confirming pretty early on that neither of you felt anything more than friendly love for each other. But you both love teasing the other suggestively. You suppose that's partly why you two got so close so quickly. Your personalities are so similar, it's like you share the same singular brain cell sometimes.

"Editing, per usual." You finally reply with a sigh, "We had to cut A LOT out of nexz's new video. They're so high energy, they slip up a lot, especially with the swearing, but nothing we can't handle."

"Gotta love kids." Chan snorts while sipping a beer.

You smile awkwardly in response and look around the room. Everyone is here, all with their preferred beverages, and chatting away or scrolling.

Ji comes back with a drink for you, he knows you're partial to tequila and always keeps it on deck. Normally, you spend every weekend you can together, which sometimes is not as often as either of you would like. Sometimes you'd both head back to your place, and just have all nighters, binge watching anime and gorging yourselves on junk food. More recently, like tonight, you get invited over to hang with him and the rest of the boys.

It usually results in a few drinks and a movie, or talk about work. Sometimes you just play music and talk and vibe, or try to cook food together when you get the munchies... Which more than likely results in Minho taking over because he just can't help himself. However the nights play out, they're always fun, and you're gradually getting closer to the rest of the members too. Although no one can compare to the bond you have with your Jiji.

"I don't wanna watch a movie tonight, my eyes hurt too much." He starts complaining.

"Poor baby." You tease and run your fingers through his hair, laughing.

"When are you two just going to come out with the fact that you're in love?" Seungmin asks.

You roll your eyes, "When dwaekki's fly."

"I can easily make that happen." Changbin laughs.

"We could play a game?" Felix suggests, already looking flushed from the alcohol.

Jeongin gets excited, "Let's do a drinking game! It's been a while."

"I don't believe I've ever played a drinking game with y'all."

Hyunjin hums, "Mm, you haven't. Mostly because we get crazy, we've never brought up the idea."

This piqued your interest, "More crazy than I've already seen? I don't think that's possible."

Minho chimes in this time, "You forget we're a group of men sometimes, I swear. Mix alcohol and suggestive games, it definitely gets 'crazier' than you've seen, inappropriately crazy."

You level him with a smirk, "I'm down."

"That's my y/n!" Ji says, while pulling you to sit in his lap, "Fearless."

You giggle and lean into him while Minho just narrows his eyes at you and purses his lips. Something tells you he's up to something, but you're ready for any challenge.

"Fine. Then we'll play something easy, truth or drink. If someone refuses to answer, they drink. Whoever finishes their drink first loses." Minho says.

"What does the loser have to do?" You ask.

"Pay for everyone's lunch every day for a month!" Changbin says.

"Deal." You say. 

You're an open book, Ji knows this. There's no question you won't answer.

Everyone is up now, getting new drinks & refills before the game starts. You can't help but notice that Chan didn't get up, he looks a little nervous for some reason. He was always the most worried about you being around so much. In the beginning it definitely came across like he didn't like you. Now you know that's not the case... you think. He tolerates you now to say the least. You couldn't blame him too much, he was just protective of his boys. You actually found it incredibly sweet, or maybe it's just that stupid soft spot you have for him.

He always tried to keep you at arms length from the group. Not wanting anyone to get too close to you. Until Jisung put him in his place, as best he could anyways.

You were in Ji's lap, watching Spirited Away. He was drawing imaginary lines and shapes on your back, while you rested your head on his shoulder, facing the tv. His head was resting on top of yours as well, and a blanket covered you both.

Chan walked in seeing this, and nearly had a stroke. He said we were being inappropriate. And specifically made it a point to tell you to be more professional as a member of the staff. Short version: know your fucking place, you're overstepping. 

You scoffed at him, prepared to confront him about his growing disdain towards you. Let him know he's the one being inappropriate, downright childish. But Ji nudged you onto the couch and got to him first.

It was kind of cute watching him standing there, ears becoming red and getting in Chan's face. Cute in the way that it was like a maltese puppy trying to stand up to a doberman. Then he proceeded to yell at him about how he was way out of line. Saying he was being flat out disrespectful and that he was done with the ridiculous way he has been acting about you. The last thing he said was that he didn't know what got into him, and that he'd never seen this side of Chan before. 

Chan was silent, looking intensely into Jisungs eyes. But he never backed down, so Chan poked his tongue to his cheek, then retreated to his room for the whole night. You had to scoop Ji off the floor right afterwards. He had let his knees buckle, and fell to the floor once Chan was gone. Citing that he wasn't sure he was going to live through the night to see the morning sun. Typical dramatic fashion for your best friend. But you soothed him, fluffing up his ego about 'defending your honor'. His words, not yours.

As that night went on though, the tiniest bit of worry coursed through you. Chan hadn't come back out. Not even when the other members came home, trying to knock on his door to greet him. Or when the food was ready to be served, you had even given knocking a try. Only after Hyunjin begged you to, because 'He already doesn't take care of himself. He needs to eat.' No, you didn't see him again that night until you had already walked out the front door. He slipped out behind you shortly after, grabbing you by the wrist and stopping you. 

You thought he was going to continue the argument for a moment, but no, he was apologizing. Not much more was said afterwards, but his apology was genuine and heartfelt, so you accepted it. You two ended up hugging it out, and thank goodness no one saw that, because it was incredibly cringeworthy. He had no more major issues after that. But he was still unexplainably awkward around you, but it's not like you were any better. You two simply didn't know how to interact with each other for longer than 30 seconds. And that was pushing it. You suspected that might not ever go away. He likes to keep his walls high and strong, and you're stubborn at times.

But of course,  despite that stubbornness. You developed some sort of feelings towards him. Feelings you refused to acknowledge, well tried to refuse. You would push those feelings down deep within your heart, put them in a little box, and tape it shut trying to forget it's there. There was no need to pine over the man, he had stay to do that for him, and who knows who else in his life. Somehow that box always ended up ripped open again.

There was never a reason to act on these feelings. Not to mention, you think you'd be breaking SO MANY rules. Putting your job, his job, hell everyone's job at risk. Or worse, making a fool of yourself when he would downright reject you.

You keep watching him, now he's shaking his leg up and down, seeming agitated. Maybe he just doesn't want everyone getting into a vulnerable state of mind while playing? Maybe he's worried somebody will say or do something wrong? That someone will cross a line, as he loves to say?

Trying to ease his negative feelings, and extend yet another olive branch. You toss a throw pillow at him, hitting him in the chest and pulling him out of his thoughts.

He looks at you, eyebrows wrinkled in confusion, and you just chuckle nervously at him saying, "Don't worry, it's like Vegas. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas."

"God how fuckin' corny was that?" Ji teases you, poking your side making you giggle more.

To your relief, Chan is laughing with you, and shaking his head, "I just want them to behave."

"Oh relax, we're all grown. We're all friends. So we'll get to know each other more intimately, big whoop." You shrug.

"Mmm..." He replied, before raising his voice so everyone could hear him, "Whatever is spoken about tonight, doesn't leave this room."

"I swear you're the one with anxiety sometimes, not me." Ji mumbles.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... dad." Hyunjin says as he sits next to you and Ji.

"As if that announcement even had to be made, I swear, and you wonder why we call you old." Seungmin comments.

Once everyone is settled in with their drinks, Minho directs Chan to start the game.

"Jisung, when was the last time you cried?"

He laughed, "You're trying to embarrass me because you know it was this morning, but I am confident and secure in the fact that I am a sensitive man."

He said the last bit with his hand over his heart, and his eyes closed, effectively making everyone chuckle.

"My poor baby, why were you crying?" You question teasingly.

"Please don't bring it up, he'll start blubbering all over again. Stupid, sad, dog rescue videos." Seungmin mumbles.

"Minho!" Ji shouts, pointing at him dramatically, "This question is for you. If you had to kiss someone in this room on the cheek, who would it be?"

"Hyunjin." He said bluntly, making you and everyone else laugh while Hyune just rolled his eyes.

"Would you kiss me back?" He asked him, eyes full of hope and bottom lip jutted out and pouting, trying to act cute. And succeeding, honestly.

Hyunjin acted like he was pondering the question, but ultimately was the first to take a sip from his glass, "I decline to answer."

He looked to you next, a suggestive smirk on his face, making you the next victim, "Y/niiieee..."

"Oi, be respectful." Chan scolds immediately, not liking the look at all.

"All I was going to do was repeat the question!" He said defensively, "Y/n, if you had to choose, who would you kiss on the cheek?"

You tried hard to keep your eyes from trailing over to Chan, a tingly feeling spreading across your skin at the mere thought of innocently kissing his cheek. Instead you chose the easy answer, because it wasn't a lie. You'd also kiss your best friend on the cheek any time.

"My Jiji of course," And you took his face in one hand, squeezing his cheeks between your middle finger and thumb, and plant a loud smooch on each of them, "he probably only asked because he wanted one anyways."

He just chuckles, letting you baby him and Seungmin fake gags.

"Minnieee..." You pause trying to come up with a question, "when you dye your hair next, what color would you want?"

"Green, my entire head green."

"That would look interesting." You laugh.

You all go 'round in circles for a few rounds, completely forgetting about the rules of the game. Having now finished your glasses from casually sipping throughout the game, most of you have switched to occasional shots. You're starting to feel warm and tipsy. Of course the more you all drank, the more the questions started to get more... amorous. Which is exactly how you all assumed this game would go. No wonder Chan was so anxious.

However looking over to him now, he's definitely having a good time. Like every other person, he loosens up while drinking, but tonight he seems even more so.

"Y/n," Chan starts with a sly look making your skin buzz again. Among all of you, he is 100% the most inebriated right now, "when was your first kiss?"

"Yah! He tells us to be respectful, but look how he is after a few drinks!" Changbin yells laughing.

Chan loses it, "You're right Binnie, you don't have to answer or drink." He says in between fits of squeaky laughter. 

You think you could listen to him laugh all day.

You shake your head and snort, "I've answered worse questions playing this game before. I was 13 when I had my first kiss."

Hyunjin nearly spits his drink out, because again, no one is drinking just as punishment anymore, "13?!"

"Well, yeah, it's a pretty normal age in America... I think..." you started to blush, "why, how old were you?" you ask Hyunjin.

He hesitates, but eventually he spoke, "I was 18."

The rest chime in saying they were also 18 or 19. With the exception of Felix who said he was 16.

Without even thinking you start to say, "Aaah, see I was 18 when I-" and you're abruptly stopped with Ji's hand slapping over your mouth.

Your eyes go wide, caught off guard, but understanding as you almost blurted out unnecessary information. Nothing that Ji hadn't known obviously, it's just that everyone else doesn't really know you on that level. 

"Jagi, you only had to answer the one question, adding extra info, that's not how you play the gaaaaame." He says in a sing-song voice, "Hyunjin it's your turn to ask someone."

"No no no no! What was she going to say?" Chan chuckles.

When you looked at him, he winked at you, and you had to stop yourself from going limp in Ji's arms. He knew damn well what you were going to say. Why is he teasing, no torturing you like this?

You peel Ji's hand off your mouth to respond "It's not your turn, you'll have to wait to ask me that."

The group starts laughing and shouting, teasing Chan who is ignoring it all, just staring at you with curious eyes and his tongue in his cheek. Does he know how hot he looks doing that?

"Okay, so then I'll ask you. What were you going to say?" Hyunjin asks calmly, trying to fight the smile off his face.

You pour yet another shot, and knock it back thinking, what the hell, "I was going to say I was 18 when I first hooked up with a man."

Some members looked surprised, the game taking an obvious turn. However Hyunjin, Felix, and Chan started laughing again.

"I knew that's what you were going to say." Felix slurred. 

"Yeah I was definitely teasing you on that, because I knew." Chan followed.

"Mmm, well judging from the shocked faces of everyone else, you two seem to be the only psychics." You try to joke, wanting the attention off of you suddenly.

"No, don't get us wrong, not all of us are as innocent as you think." Seungmin says defensively.

"Oh really now?" You respond, one brow quirking up.

Seungmin just turned red, and sat back in his seat. To which Chan started laughing, yet again. He's a giggly drunk, and you love it.

"Don't tease my puppy, babe." Ji slurred, trying to reach his arm to console Seungmin, but ultimately failing.

"I mean I was 18 too, with the same girl I first kissed." Hyunjin shrugged.

"But what do you mean 'to a man'?" Jeongin asked with a shit eating grin on his face. 

You promptly turned into a tomato, and started choking on air.

"You're not that slow pabo, obviously it means she's been with women too." Ji says, rather loudly and speaking freely, all while patting your back.

You're quiet. It's not like it's a secret, you've never hidden your sexuality. But it never came up in conversation with anyone here, except Jisung.

Wanting to ease the tone, Felix speaks up, "Well I was 18 when I first hooked up with a dude."

"I was 21, but everyone already knows that story." Ji slurred.

The whole conversation triggers another group laughing fit. Except for Chan, who is looking at you with those dark eyes again. And... is he blushing? Or is that the alcohol? He eventually snaps out of whatever daze he was in, and slowly smiles at you reassuringly.

You mentally kick yourself for getting your hopes up, of course he couldn't ever think of you like that. You're imagining things.

"But then, how old were you when you first hooked up with a girl?" Jeongin asked again, genuinely curious.

"A lot younger than 18..." You trailed off laughing, "I'll just say in high school."

"The air is different outside of Korea." Changbin says suddenly, sounding thoughtful.

Hyunjin nearly collapsed laughing, slapping Minho on the knee repeatedly, despite the glare he was shooting him.

"Well I just answered a bunch of questions in a row so that means I get to ask two people a question. And the second person I ask gets the next turn." You say, making up new rules. 

"So... Chan." He looks at you with his eyebrows raised and you just smirk, knowing you're trying to get back at him, "How old were YOU when you lost your virginity?"

He gulps and looks around at the group before answering, "I... was 18."

"Chan-hyung, you never answered us when we would ask you! Why answer her?" Jisung whines.

"I honestly don't know, maybe it's the liquor. None of you ever asked me drunk." He starts giggling.

"Okay so question 2... Binnie!" He gulps and looks at you with wide eyes, "Are you more of a boob guy?" You say grabbing your own, not even really thinking about it, "Or an ass guy?"

Changbin started laughing and answered, "Definitely ass, but I appreciate boobs too, equality."

"I am just learning so much about my fellow members lately." Seungmin whispers.

"Is that a bad thing?" You giggle.

"Not at all, it feels strangely comforting, letting loose like this." He replies and smiles softly at me, "It's been a while."

"It's freeing!" Jeongin yells abruptly, throwing his hands in the air.

"Aye, my question is for you then Min. Have you ever had a wet dream?" Changbin asks.

"... what guy hasn't? Don't all guys get them?" He asks looking around.

Then you chime in again frankly, "Girls can get them too you know."

Why does it feel like you've opened pandora's box on your sex life, in every single aspect?

Ji starts laughing, nodding his head vigorously and you know where this is about to go.

"Really now?" Felix says, mimicking your exact tone from earlier, "What was it about?"

"Mmmm... it's not your turn to ask," Then you turn to Seungmin, "And if you ask me, I will absolutely drink and not answer. No way I'm explaining a sex dream right now."

Seungmin just rolls his eyes and huffs out a laugh.

"But I wanna knooooooow," Jisung whines, "You looked so cute having one last weekend, you never told me what it was about."

Everyone was watching you two closely now, waiting to hear how he knew what you looked like in that situation.

You turned around and smacked his arm, "We weren't going to mention that ever again! Remember?!" You attempt to be angry, but you can't help it and end up smiling.

"Okay, well now I'm curious since you two are bringing this up." Minho says with a glint in his eye.

"Y/n may or may not have had one when I slept over, and I woke up to her moaning and hump--"

This time it was your turn to slap a hand over his mouth, "Jiji, Sungie, my love, my sweet sweet SWEET best friend. I don't want to kill you, but I will." You say in a dulcet tone.

He raised his hands, eyes wide and nodded his head. You couldn't help but laugh, apparently you're a giggly drunk too.

Out of the corner of your eye, you swore you saw Chan adjusting himself in his pants. But then you reminded yourself that it was just wishful thinking and an alcohol induced hallucination. Horny hallucination. God you needed to get over him and under someone else. This unrequited shit wasn't for you.

"I'm so never going to drop this you know, I wanna know what the hell happened." Minho smirked at you, to which you flipped him off jokingly.

It's Seungmin's turn next, and he's just staring at Jeongin with a blank face, "Have you ever had a one night stand?"

He pauses for a moment and then finally answers, "No, I haven't."

He looked at you now, asking his question, "You know what I have to ask now, right?"

"Go ahead." You challenge, fully prepared to choke down another shot and not answer his question, and he smiles.

"What's one of your kinks?"

You were unprepared for that question. And how could you know he would ask that, these men like to fuck around with your head.

"Relax, I just wanted to see your reaction." He says before chuckling.

You glared at him for a moment, halfheartedly. They think they can just retract questions when they get scared that they went too far. Screw that, you're answering.

"I guess the most simple one I have is edging." You shrug.

"The most simple one?!" Hyunjin asked.

"What are you a masochist? Edging is the worst, feels like torture to me." Ji says.

"But the build up is so delicious, and the end result is so worth it. It's so intense." Felix chimes in, "Choking too, that can be intense." 

"Hm, breath play might actually be my favorite." You admit.

"Damn y/n." Ji says, eyeing you with a smile, "You're full of surprises, even to this day." 

You shrug again, "Everyone has different kinks... What's one of yours?" You ask him.

He ponders for a moment, "I like being dommed sometimes."

"Big surprise." Minho says and you all laugh.

"Good one though," You nod, "That's one of mine too."

"I think I'm an exhibitionist, to an extent of course." Hyunjin says next.

"That's also not a surprise." Minho replies.

You can't help but let your eyes wander over to Chan again, while everyone else is sharing different things they're into in bed. The liquor has everyone speaking loosely. But Chan doesn't seem to care about it anymore.

You find him staring right back at you, that same look in his eyes from earlier, and you feel heat spread in your stomach, and wetness starts to pool in your panties. Maybe you weren't imagining things.

But you don't notice that Ji's observing both of you in his drunken haze. Not too faded to ignore you and Chan eye-fucking each other.

Your heart starts racing the longer you hold eye contact, and you start shifting uncomfortably on his lap, before looking away and deciding to get up.

"Alright... I need some bread to soak up this alcohol, and then I need to get home because it's already 2 in the morning." You say with a shaky breath.

"Yeah, I'm wasted right now," Jeongin says and stands, "Bed's a good idea. Goodnight everyone." And he leaves to his room.

Ji grabs your wrist, preventing you from moving, "You're not going anywhere. We're all drunk, you can't drive and no one can bring you back home."

"Fiiiiiiine," You say, "but I still want bread."

"You and your bread fixation whenever you drink." Minho mumbles, heading to the kitchen anyways to grab you some.

When he comes back he hands it to you and you start munching away happily, doing a little dance.

Meanwhile, Felix is trying to tug Chan's arms to make him stand up, but he's fighting him on it and whining. Clearly he exceeded his limit tonight drinking. He probably won't even remember the looks he was giving you, you think.

"I don't wanna go to bed." Chan whines.

Felix finally succeeds in pulling him up, "C'mon mate, you definitely need to sleep this off. You'll be miserable tomorrow. Let's get you some water too, hmm?"

Chan reluctantly holds his arm, and follows him down the hall, stumbling over his own two feet along the way. You can't help but laugh at the sight.

More of the boys say goodnight and head off to their rooms, but Ji and Minho stay with you in the living room, chatting a little longer before bed.

Ji starts going through his bags, determined that you left some pajamas here from when you slept over previously, and he kept them in a bag to give back to you. He pulls out the nightie, that you honestly forgot you brought here. But you see why you didn't ever wear it at the time. It's dark green, spaghetti straps and has lace along the bust line. It also has slits on each side of your thigh, and only covers you to the middle of your thighs. Your go to sleepware was always nighties or large tees, they're comfortable and sometimes you get hot at night. Mix in the fact that you were drinking tonight? You're already feeling overheated. But wearing this?

"Jiiiiiii, don't you have any t-shirts I can wear?" You whine.

He's already under the covers, fighting sleep, "Sorry babe... haven't done laundry... Nothing clean..."

You whine again before taking it and heading across the hall into one of the bathrooms. It was this or sleep in your sweats, and that idea sounded entirely too suffocating to you.

You slip the nightie on and brush your teeth with your designated toothbrush you had there. Jisungs idea, after you had too much tequila one night and he diligently held your hair back as you got sick.

You sigh as you're leaving, and make your way towards Ji's room. Before you reach the door though, Chan walks out of his room. He's in a black tank top, and red boxer briefs... your eyes immediately trail down and go wide. His outline clear as day. But you change your view quickly, hopefully before he notices.

It doesn't help though, now all you're doing is eyeing his arms, the muscles cut throughout them. The veins that trail all the way down to his hands. God, his hands... What wouldn't you let those hands do to you...

He scratches the back of his head, and the movement snaps you out of your gaze. You find him staring back at you for a second before answering, "Sorry, I'll just..."

You start to shake your head, "No, no. No reason to apologize." You chuckle and start shifting on your feet. You feel the skirt of your nightie swaying with you. It opened the slit wider, and Chan immediately looked down at your exposed thigh. He inhaled quietly, sucking in air through his nose.

Any other day, you'd be scrambling to cover yourself. Feeling insecure and too bare. You don't know if it was the liquor in you, but tonight? Being on display? It turned you on.

You clenched your thighs together, almost involuntarily, and Chan didn't miss that.

Time seemed to be moving too slow. He stepped towards you, nearly closing the gap between you. He's only inches away, and looking down on you. His eyes have that dark, smoldery look again. He raised his hand and brushed the curls off your face and behind your ear. When he rests his palm against your cheek, your eyes flutter shut and you lean into his touch. It's so warm, and comforting. As if it was always meant for you.

When you open your eyes, you can clearly see the lust in his is only growing. He's not holding it back anymore, biting his lip as he stares at you. You almost whimper in anticipation.

"This is your opportunity to walk away if you're not okay with me kissing you." He says lowly.

You closed your eyes, and his lips met yours. The first few seconds were sweet and soft. Almost too innocent for the heat of the moment, but then he deepened it. He was pulling you by the waist into him, running his hands down and resting them on your ass. You could easily feel how hard he was for you, even through the thin fabrics. This time you let the whimper out, and he swiped his tongue along your bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth. When you tried to do the same, he didn't give you the chance. Instead he slipped his tongue in. It was like he was lost in desire, and greedy for more. You couldn't help it when your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.

He groaned and started backing you into the wall, his lips never leaving yours. He grabbed your thighs in each hand, and hoisted you up, slotting himself between them. Your legs naturally wrapped around him, and he started rocking his length against you. His pace was achingly slow, but still delicious.

You moaned and slipped a hand up to the nape of his neck, grabbing a fistful of hair. He breaks the kiss and throws his head back with his eyes closed. He half hisses, half groans, and you can't help but rock your hips against him harder, hoping to hear more. He grips your thigh tighter, and leans down to press a quick kiss to your neck, before licking and sucking on it. He's meeting each roll of your hips with rough thrusts. And even clothed, you feel how perfectly he's rubbing your clit.

Your head is so clouded with need. Need to be touched. Need to touch him. Need to feel him inside of you. You don't even think twice when he glides his hand up your stomach, and over your breasts. He gives one a light squeeze before moving up to wrap his fingers around your neck, and your brain loses all sense for a moment.

He's just resting his hand there, but you wish he'd do more. You're not sure if this man knows just how pliant you are for him right now.

Then he brings his lips to your ear and whispers, "Can I touch you?"

His warm breath gives you chills, and you nod your head as best as you can. But that doesn't suffice him, he stops his movements against you and his grip around your throat tightens. You think you could probably get off on it if he tightens his fingers just a bit more, but he doesn't, instead he says, "I'm going to need words, babygirl."

Your hips buck into him, and you breathe out a quiet "Yes. Please..."

With that, he yanks your face closer to his by your neck. He's squeezing ever so slightly tighter around your throat. He bites your lip and you groan. But he's quick to silence you with his tongue.

Letting go, he trailed his hand back down your body and to your core. Slowly he started to rub you through the thin lace. You were so sensitive, that when he found your clit and pressed a circle into it. You couldn't help but breathe out his name. He pushed your panties to the side, and when he felt you for the first time you felt him smile against your lips.

"Babygirl... fuck, you're so wet for me." 

And as he whispered that, he slipped a finger in you. He set a steady pace, dragging against your walls with a curl. Each pump hitting your sweet spot, and the heel of his hand creating delightful friction against your swollen bud. His breathing was heavy in your ear, breaking through all your helpless whimpering. When he added a second finger, you couldn't hold back anymore.

"Chan..." You moaned louder this time, while simultaneously letting your head drop against the wall with a thud.

He pulled his lips off of you, eyes wide when he met yours. He started blinking as if he was coming back to reality. When he looked into your eyes again, he looked startled.

"What's wrong?" You pant, feeling hot and dizzy, wishing he would keep moving his hands.

Instead, he quickly slips his fingers out of you, and sets your feet on the floor. Then he backs away.

"I'm sorry, y/n... I don't know what came over me, that was incredibly inappropriate and out of character." Chan mumbled.

Your heart sinks, as you feel the sting of rejection. Tears threatened to well in your eyes, and you immediately felt the oncoming headache from holding them back. You shouldn't feel so emotional and upset. This was all spur of the moment. But you do, you feel devastated.

Regardless, you clear your throat, "I understand." You force an unsettling chuckle out, when a sob threatens to escape instead.

He puts on a blank face that feels so cold, and responds with "Don't forget to drink some water, stay hydrated... I'll be heading to bed now, you should too."

All you really want to say is don't leave, because you want to finish what was started. Because you've wanted this for so long. Because the box you kept away in the depths of your heart had ripped open once again. And all the languished emotions were here, front and center, aching to bear it all to him. To let him see. Confess. But that would be selfish, he's clearly uncomfortable with it all. He probably regrets it. An alcohol induced affair. In his eyes, a complete mistake. 

So instead you say, "Okay."

Because that's all you can muster before the tears start to fall. You turn away,  going back to facing Ji's door. 

"Goodnight y/n... Sleep well." He says, and puts a tentative hand on your shoulder.

You shrug it off, and escape to Ji's bedroom. To your surprise he's sitting up in bed, and ushering you come to him with his arms open and bottom lip pouted out.

You run to him, a bit dramatically and fall a part in his arms. But you can't help it, you sealed these emotions away for too long. You were too hurt at the moment to even try pushing them back down.

Jisung is your life saver, he's comforting you, rubbing his fingers on your scalp and rocking you back and forth to try and calm you. He gives you time before you have to explain why exactly you're having a melt down.

"Chan's an idiot." He finally says.

And you lean back to look at him, confused on how quickly he's put two and two together.

"Well you weren't exactly quiet. Between your exaggerated moans and his animalistic grunting right outside my door, of course I heard it." He rolled his eyes jokingly and that earned a laugh from you.

You smacked him lightly, "I was lost in the moment... don't judge me."

"Jagi..." He says, and wipes the tears from your cheeks with his thumbs, "You've liked him for so much longer than a moment."

Your heart starts pounding faster again. How could he know that. It's the one thing you've kept from him, from everyone, hell you even denied it to yourself for as long as possible. Was it that obvious? Who else knows? You go to speak, fear written across your face.

"No. You were not obvious, in fact you're an amazing actor. I'm sure none of the other members noticed, and definitely no one else at work knew." He answers before you can even get words out.

You nod slowly, "So then, how'd you know?"

He smiled proudly, "I'm a people watcher, I see all."

You smack him again, a little harder this time.

"Alright, alright, but I really did see all the looks you'd give him when no one else was watching... I know what longing looks like, and..." he trailed off.

You knew that wasn't all, "And?"

"Aaaaand... maybe that night you had that wet dream. You were moaning his name while humping the pillow..."

"You never told me that!" You shoved your head into your hands, distraught.

"Well I didn't want to embarrass you! I honestly didn't think you looked at any of us that way until then. Like I said, a good actor. I figured you'd tell me when you were ready to."

You sighed, "I'm sorry. It's just a stupid crush, it'll pass."

"You're grown, you don't have to apologize to anyone for liking someone. But y/n," He cupped your cheek forcing you to look at him again, "this isn't just a simple crush, is it?"

With that question, you felt the tears spilling all over again. He pulled you to lay down with him, holding you tight against him and letting you cry it all out. Somewhere between his low humming, and your quiet weeping, you fell asleep.

When you blink the sleep away from your eyes the next morning, you're still entangled with Ji. He's literally wrapped around you like a koala.

You snort out a laugh and go to check the time on your phone. 7:30 am, entirely too early. You decide to try and fall back asleep, but last night's events rush back to you. Dread fills your chest, and your fight or flight kicks in. You're trying to gently escape Ji's hold, and not hyperventilate. The latter is more difficult but, since that man can sleep through anything, you were able to succeed.

You get changed back into your clothes, and leave a note for him saying that you're leaving and you'll text him when you get home. You can't bear to face Chan, let alone anyone else who might've heard you two last night. So you decide to skip out on the usual coffee and breakfast routine. You all have that tradition after a drunken night, but you know Ji will cover for you with everyone anyways.

You're rushing down the hall, wanting to grab your things and head for the door. Panic is starting to bubble over, and you're haphazardly covering yourself up to be unnoticeable. As you're slipping the mask over your face, a voice stops you.

"Morning... don't you want to stay for breakfast?"

You can't bring yourself to look at Chan, those words only setting the box of emotions in your heart on fire. You know he only means it in the way that it is an unbroken tradition. No matter how sick one of you gets, group breakfast is a must for recuperation. No one has skipped it in the months you've been doing it. We all take care of each other. But the idea makes your mouth bitter, because you wish it was just you two. Alone. Making breakfast the morning after earth shattering sex. And the fact he doesn't mean it in that way in the slightest makes tears prick back into your eyes.

Yes, you know you're being petty. You should stick it through for your friends. Take a page from Chan and act like nothing ever happened. You just can't find it inside you to care, you need to go home and lick your wounds before facing anyone here again. Call it childish, but you didn't care.

You're struggling to find words and just blurt out, "No thanks." And rush out the door, heading to the safety of your car.

You left Chan standing there. Unbeknownst to you, hurting just as much.

Special thank you to @jeonginsleftcheek who encouraged me through finishing this! I had finished it, and then accidentally deleted the entire ending. But in turn, that was a good thing I think... because now there'll be a part 2! If you'd like to be added to a taglist, let me know and I'll start one! Feedback is always cherished, but be gentle pleeeeeeeease ♡

[jaxxsoxxn]

Please give us some boomedflash. Are you still alive? 

I am ;;! I'm a slow af writer n rn I have one hc for boomerflash, one hc boomer centered, two one shots n a ff in the planning/making - gimme some time :'D

I cant believe im bullied by my anons /j

Anyway have a few fanarts (Trickster Jr. vs Golden Glider aint even a fight, poor kid bout to meet gods /hj)

also snapchat vs these gay ass mfs (+Weather Wizard but hes chill like dat):

(from the top:

"Bout to kith the flash" "Bro got jumped" "BF visited @ (at) work" )

Flash to literally most other people around him: :D I just wnna help ppl <3

Flash to Hal and August (YES IM PUTTING GODSPEED HERE, HES SO FUCKIN COOL N I LOVE HIM): the way I could fuck him-

Hal n August: Oh.

Flash: We'd end up in positions that science didn't know about, trust.

HnA: We trust you, alright.

[5millioncatipilars]

Tips for playing Overwatch, to dps and tank mains, from a support main

I’m in an overwatch mood tonight so I’m just gonna spam some thoughts before I go to bed.

As a support main, fuck you

Protect me if I’m getting targeted, I can’t heal you if I’m dead and I’m very squishy

I also can’t heal you if you’re halfway across the map, stay with the group. I don’t play Kiriko so I can’t just teleport to you and most support characters are slow af.

If you charge into the enemy team alone, I’m not following you. Don’t even ask for heals.

Supports’ main priority is to keep ourselves alive. I will leave my last teammate with low health to die if the enemy team starts to turn to me. Call it a tactical retreat.

Again, I can’t heal you if I’m dead.

Stop feeding the enemy team. Wait for at least one support before you go charging in so you don’t just die again.

I have to turn off game chat periodically bc if someone’s being an asshole to the supports in chat I will just stop healing them. Even if it means we loose. Be an asshole —> get no heals.

Sorjorn you do not need heals. Stop asking

Ash you do not need heals. Stop asking

Genji you are actively dying. Come back here and get some heals

Someone please remember the point of the game and go to the objective, I’m alone on here and the enemy team is on their way

Tank you do not need heals you still have half health I’m trying to make our dps with less than 10 health stop dying

Widow you can’t just stand in the middle of the road and snipe. Also if you’re getting shot at, you need to move positions, they obviously know where you are now.

Stop standing in Sorjorn’s ouch bubble. Please

Reaper I love you. You always shadow walk to me when you need heals

Hanzo that was real polite of you to just stand behind me until I noticed you but next time please ask for heals you are at 20 health and I did not know you were there

Reinheart I love you

Winston your bubble doesn’t make you immortal. If you jump into the enemy team and die, it’s not my fault. I tried

Doomfist you’re pretty squishy for a tank. Stop charging in without your heals

Roadhog if I’m actively healing you don’t use your health pack thing. Save it for when you need it

Why is Junkrat always dying? Like they’re always at critical health. What happened I healed you two seconds ago

Stop asking for heals right when there’s a break in the fight. I’ll top you up just gimme a sec to see who’s the most dying

If the support is doing more dps than you while also having more than 5000 heals you’re playing the game wrong

If the support switches from mainly heals to dps, you’re doing something wrong and they have taken on a “if you need something done right, do it yourself” attitude. Good luck finding health packs for the rest of the game

Don’t yell at me before you see the 11000 heals I’ve done. It’s not my fault you’re bad at the game

Don’t get mad in casual play. It’s just a game, we’re here to have fun. If you want to be sweaty and get mad about it, go play competitive mode

Stop dying. Just like, chill out.

Can someone come kill this dps that keeps flanking us and targeting our support? No? Ok.

Fyi: Baptiste’s lantern stops you from dying. If I put it down by you, stop moving. I’m gonna heal you, but you have to stay right here so you don’t die while I do it.

Fyi pt, 2: Baptiste’s ult amplifies healing and damage that goes through it. It’s like having Ana’s ult on the entire team of you use it right. Stop walking through it to charge into the enemy team. I can kill a tank at full health with a pocket healer on my own as a support character with that thing. It’s pretty op if you actually use it

Moira has very limited healing capabilities, so sorry if I’m not healing you right now, it’s recharging

As Anna, if you’re not getting any heals from me, one sec, I lost line of sight, I’m very slow, just give me a minute

Ana’s splash grenade stops the enemy from healing. Target whoever I just splashed

Lucio’s healing is passive. If you need heals, come find me

Stop running from me you fucking idiot I’m trying to keep you alive

Phara and Echo, pretty please with a cherry on top just land next to me for two seconds so I can heal you. You’re really hard to heal in the air, and for some characters impossible

Supports that heal other supports I love you. Come kill the flanking dps with me it’ll be fun

Support isn’t just there to heal you. That’s why it’s called support, not healing.

Goodnight 😌

[pvrkacciosan]

Goodness I miss Brielle....

1 - Sarah should be scared because your own characters are really good af

2 - That part really gave me chills 👉🏻 "Remember, Even a whisper isn't safe in the darkness, "

3 - I will kill Aedion. I love him BUT DON'T DARE TO BE DISRESPECTFUL WITH MY BABIES

The final part gimme chills too CAUSE IT'S SO GOOD

First off... I missed you too. 🥺🥺

I honestly have missed writing soooo much and your responses always make me enjoy coming back,

I am very thankful for your review on my characters, I love them as if they were real sometimes.

And well Keep that quote in mind, You might want to remember it...

That's all I can say at the moment

But thanks again, already working on my plotting for the rest of the book, working out the timings, I think you'll be happy to know there is probably only like another 3 maybe 4 chapter left in the Empire of Storms section of this book, and lets just say...

Nah I'll leave you to wait, Already working on the next part. Until next time.

[demcnsinmymind]

One of these days I'm gonna write Az as an actual scary blob instead of a fucking edgelord. One of these days

Like all the chill and fun :D :)))))) is hella fun and cool and all

but gimme more of thissss

Like I feel like I'm completely underselling/understating how completely fucking unhinged it really is. All the chill and friendly and fun loving vibes are so incredibly twofaced and such a farce, that thing's a nuclear bomb wrapped up in some skinny af pretty packaging and u just need to do one and uttermost random thing wrong and it's gonna blow up on you so hard it might just freakin zap people out of existence full stop

[the-good-projxct]

March 23rd, 2024

1.33am listening to Drake and Rihanna Take care. Sitting in Munene’s room. Look at me y’all, I came to see bae and I brought my laptop to try and be consistent with my daily writing stuff. Err, I switched to the couch so I can be close to the LOML. LMAO…who am I and what is this? Okay like true story though, I am writing on Love in the Gøod manifesto and here I am in Love with my childhood bestie from the same tribe and our families are besties. LIKE HUH? Netflix gimme my show already. I am really glad I did the daily writing yesterday because it reminded me of how much clarity I get from writing. You know how I was feeling anxious about moving home and fear of poverty? After writing, it didn’t feel as intense. I have been broke AF and an addict before. As long as I am sober, I am highly educated and highly skilled and surrounded by Gøod friends and family. The odds of being in the streets/homeless again are pretty low. And I trust the Universe. God planned all of this. Creator made this reality. I experienced those hardships so I could become the person I have become. And same thing with moving to Kenya, I am highly skilled and educated and I have networks via friends and family. Imposter syndrome be loud sometimes. I am grateful to this space for clarity. I know life will never be the same as it was in Canada. I don’t want it to be the same. This is its own thing. This is a different dream. And I am here, realizing it. It’s so funny/fun falling in Love/being in Love. Why do I sleep like a baby when I am cuddled with him? Why do I have restless sleep without him? Ooh, it's that healthy oxytocin and serotonin. I remember when I swore I would never live with a partner…LMAO these hormones have changed my mind. FYI, I LOVE changing my mind. I Love when life changes/evolves and brings you to change your mind. So yeah, I would live with him. Hmm better yet, I want to live with him. So yeah, I had restless sleep last night then I got up a bit late. I went to the censored art talk. When I got there, it turned out it was last week. The security guard there was so amused that I did not know what day of the week it was. I truly thought it was the 16th. Which shows how little I have been paying attention to days and time. Anyway, he told me whatever I am doing to lead a life not concerned with dates, I should continue. I agreed and we laughed really hard. And since I had missed out on the art talk, I decided to check out the opportunity factory. It was interesting. Lots of Black workers making whites money. Hmmm. Sounds like…modern slavery to me. But all in all, it was cool to see what was being made and dream up a Black makerspace and Black artist run center. I had a zanzibari latte that was delicious. I was kinda agitated because there were a lot of white people in their expensive suvs flexing their happy African life. I just…honestly, I have experienced too much Canada for me to not see past the smokescreens of whiteness anywhere in the world. I left and went to the mall to meet my cousin, we chilled at Art Caffe who didn’t serve us. We literally sat for an hour inside then left. Then I went home with my cuzo and some kfc for LoustaLoustaman. I chilled with SweSwe and Moka wa Mwiti for a bit since they came back from Meru yesterday. Then I left for Munene’s. We went to two rivers just to walk around because I was feeling cute in my fit. We stopped at Art Caffe there, better service. Then we came home for a bit. And left again to find supper. Then we came home and just vibed. I am so in Love with him. I used to be scared of Loving someone like this and/or being truly seen and Loved. But I have learned and grown so much through life and through the Gøod projxct. I know I deserve Gøod things. I know I am capable of Love and being Loved. I don’t have one foot out the door anymore guys. Imagine that. Life is Gøod. God is Gøod. I am Gøod. Love is Gøod. He(art) is Gøod. Ase. Ase. Ase.

[atrirose]

##.CALLING THEM YOUR BOYFRIEND

TIKTOK SERIES #002

（ 概要 ）。— all members x reader || g : fluff || them as your bestfriends || 0.5k+ words || no warning

##.HEESEUNG : very aggressive and for what, he just came in for a hug as he always when you walked out of the class and you already had the plan to prank him so your friends knew aswell, you walked up to him "hey guys this is my boyfriend heeseung say hi" confused af, cannot function but plays along with you, as soon as you get out of the school he goes "what was that 'boyfriend' " you can't control you laughter at this point but still say "you are my boyfriend what do you mean" saw you laughing so he lightly pushes you off "chill out bro like nO nO~" starts singing for God knows why. at this point you are just holding you stomach because you are about to die of laughing too much "stop joking like this" he says as he interlinks his arm with yours and walked you home. (very much sus)

##.JAY : he drived you to McDonald's for a late night snack, knowing damn well you guys are going to be late tomorrow because of lack of sleep, but who cares he gonna be a good bestie for you. as you pull to the drive thru and asks you to order because he got to call his dad back, you agreed "hi can I get mc chicken meal for me and my boyfriend" manz got a panic attack, rolls the window up and and puts his phone off speaker "yeah dad i will explain later gimme a moment" he hangs up and looks at you "yo whats your problem- y/n i swear if you are trying to prank me again I will throw you out with your McDonald's meal" nah cuz he sounded too stressed by your antics right now, you are always giving him this mini heart attacks for no reasons "at least you are getting me the meal, chill hubby I was joking" done like very done "y/n I sWEAR TO GOD" gets you the meal to shut you up, deep down we all know he got butterflies

##.JAKE : first you are cruel to do that to him, but you so it anyways "can you pass me the water babe" you said as you sat with Layla on your lap "um uh yeah for sure" passes you the water but very much questioning his ears "did you call me babe" you look at him as if what you were saying was not utterly wrong "yeah I mean whats the harm we ARE dating" he looked at you with big and shiny eyes "wait we are, omg why didn't I know I was dating, was it a secret?" you can not believe this bimbo "it was a prank" you said "oh" he really sounded dejected "im sorr-" he takes Layla from you and goes "well we can work a way to make it real" b0i i- this smooth mf. this is how I met your dad moment :)

##.SUNGHOON : I want to ask why did you try this on him like are you mentally unstable or do you like to make his ego skyrocketing so he can get on your nerves. "yeah me and sunghoon are dating, say hi to him" you said as you showed him to your baby sister, for some dumb reason you thought he would deny or be embarrassed, this man gave you the lip bite and eye squint look "you wanna date me so bad huh" officially made you a fool "get out i can't look at you anymore" comes closer to your face "why am I too handsome" smiles and you lose it, okay you guys were friends and this was a prank but it was no secret that he was attractive and you found him attractive despite his behavior which in a way was also very hot to you. "I mean we can date if you want, it ain't that hard" you shove him off you, it was not good for you heart but his heart was beating just as fast "whatever ice prince"

##.SUNOO : you chose death huh?, you linked your arms with his as you catch up to him "can I have half of your KitKat please" looks at you with judgment "no get your own, also why are you holding my hand, ew" typical sunoo "no I am just asking for half you mean ass, what do you mean why am I holding your hand, isn't it obvious we are dating" almost falls infront "WHAT? no like stop playing with me, dating is two ways, you just wake some day and decide that you are dating me y/n" rapping session, really he starts lecturing you right there in middle of the road. "Chill out dude i was joking, its no fun with you" you said as he held your hand again and starts to walk, "well maybe next time don't make joke like this, you don't know when people get serious" he gave you his half KitKat, he looked sad though maybe deep down he didn't want it to be a joke

##.JUNGWON : you chose death pt2, and in your defense it was niki's idea you try it on him so when all three of you made plan to meet at a Cafe, niki told you to try it on him. "wonie hi" you said as you walked up to him and held his hands, he didn't think anything about it, you guys were very close but when you reached the Cafe niki started acting all dramatic "omo you guys are holding hands like sheesh whats good?" Jungwon sat next to and tired to get niki to shut up "niki shut up-" until you step up "yeah we dating" you said with a straight face "no wait what" he looked at you forgetting niki ever existed there "we are dating" you said "no we are not" his cheeks where flaring red "yes we are" why are you doing this to him "okay we are" niki gasped so loud the whole Cafe looked at you "what-" he held your hands walking you out of the Cafe "you said we are dating so let's go on a date" poor niki just sat there, thinking what happened "am I a cupid? I must be great matchmaker then"

##.NIKI : you don't have to try he is going to be a shady mf, as soon as you come near him , he is already getting ready to annoy you, "hi guys meet my boyfriend, say hi" you said as you recorded his reaction "hi guys im her boyfriend" he doesn't even flinch or anything, is not confused infact you are confused "you what" you asked again to see if his reaction changes "yeah we is dating" comes in for a kiss on the cheeks only to be shoved away by you "whats up dude?" You said in obvious shock "ah try playing pranks on me again, look at you tomato looking ass, 'meet my boyfriend' it was too obvious" you hate his ass, "here have this and I love you too" he said as he hands you strawberry yogurt

[doll-in-the-walls]

YAY! could you do a poly lost boys x reader where the boys were just hanging out in their room when their s/o runs of for snacks and the boys find this book that is a list of requirements for a bf, and it's the exact opposite of them😭

After they as their s/o their just like "I don' know you guys are just exceptions I guess"

Please and thank you 💕

(Couldn’t find a good gif of all of them I liked for this, so I went with Paul)

A/N: Love writing Poly LBs. Kinda wrote this like a deconstructed fic. I tried to find an old boyfriend test/quiz to go into specifics, but surprisingly I couldn’t find any that would work. I hope this is what you had in mind and that you like it ^_^

Pairing: Poly Lost Boys x reader (Side note: when I write Poly Lost Boys I write it as all five are together not just all four are just with the reader, if that makes sense.)

Notes: Nickname “Angel” used once, “Babe” many times. No pronouns or "Y/N" used for the reader.

Warnings: Paul is high af. 

Words: 492

You're all hanging out in your room

Listening to music, just chatting, chilling

Paul's got the munchies super bad so the snack supply is gone within an hour

While you head to the kitchen for more Paul is laid out on the floor making floor-angels

Booping Dwayne, who is sitting against the wall, on the nose each time his arms go out,

Even though the brunette is trying to focus on reading a magazine he found on your desk.

"I'm going to bite you," Dwayne mumbles at him, only half paying attention to the blond.

Paul rolls over to him and bites his leg (not hard enough to break through his pants) and blows hot air on him

"What's that?" Marko asks as he sees Dwayne is too distracted by reading to deal with the now giggling blond

"Looking to 'ease your styling woes'?" David teases, glancing at the cover of the magazine.

Marko leans over Dwayne’s shoulder to see what he's reading

"That sounds nothing like any of us…" He puts a hand to his chest dramatically and sniffs loudly. "Are you breaking up with us?"

"Shut up," Dwayne says, trying not to smile, as he pushes the curly haired blond out of the way. "I didn't take the quiz; found it like this."

David snaps his fingers and Dwayne tosses the magazine over. 

"Lemme see, lemme see," Paul says, crawling over and trying to crawl into David’s lap. "Gimme, me see," he whines.

At this point, you come back in with an armful of snacks

"Angel!" Paul cheers and catches a bag of chips you toss to him. 

You ask David what he's reading as Paul is hugging your leg and munching on chips

"Just… seeing what your ideal boyfriend is," David mutters. "You circled quite a few things."

"Are you pouting?" you ask.

"No." 

He 100% is.

David starts reading aloud the result paragraph that explains what ‘your’ ideal boyfriend is based on the circled responses: someone who is nothing like any of the four of them.

"Are you gonna leave us?" Paul asks looking up at you with big puppy dog eyes, bottom lip sticking out

"No way. That magazine is so old. Besides I don't think it applies to my new ideal: bad ass vampire biker babes."

Paul starts giggling and rolling around on the floor.

"I'm a babe." He stops rolling and looks to Marko. “You’re a babe.”

Marko laughs and pats him on the head.

“Thanks Paul.”

Points to Dwayne

“Babe.”

Paul crawls back to David who raises an eyebrow.

“David, Dave, Dave, Dave, Dav-” David puts a hand over Paul’s mouth. 

“Yes?” David removes his hand and Paul just smiles up at him, giggling.

“You’re a babe.” 

“We’re all babes, got it, bud.” 

David ruffles his hair and rolls his eyes playfully. 

Paul moves back to hugging your leg and looks up at you.

“You’re my favoritest-est-...  est… babe of them all!”

“Thanks honey.”

A/N: I hope this was close enough to what you had in mind. Thank you for requesting! ^_^

[Master List]

[itwasthereaminuteago]

*spoilers ahead*

Latest She Hulk thoughts:

The She Hulk series on the whole is pretty chill, funny and doesn't take itself too seriously and I do love that. Usually I'm a fan of the grit and brooding but! I like to take a break on occasion 😉

Okay, Matt's first appearance... I thought his voice was slightly off is it just me? (I think maybe his Michael is sneaking in it from working on Kin!)

But I love the legal back and forth and him bringing his own experience into the superhero identity issue.

And the little sniff 😂

And he's so sassy with it! (I love that he's happy but I'll always be a slut for his suffering 😆)

In the bar- fuckin smooth Murdock, and giving Jen that honest-to-goodness advice is so good, and I'm fucking down for the flirting and I Ioved the awkward little goodbye.

BUT

Then his phone... buzzes? How does he know who's calling?! Hmmm 🤔 c'mon Disney.

"You need to back off."

Fuck. Me.

I've got the shivers, fuck! Talk to me like that all fucking night loooonnnnnnggg oh gimme back my season ticket to helllllll 😈😈😈

AHH the whole 'do you pretend to be blind?' thing again because he's just that fucking good at what he does. The little Daredevil theme tinkling when he's all, Jen are you fucking serious, I'm Daredevil?! 😆

Jen, seriously, you can't just wreck a car park honey! Does she have liability insurance? When she grabbed him omg the CGI is, 🙄 yep, but I don't blame the artists because Disney and Marvel are fucking slave drivers... Grr, just a whole other issue...

The rooftop - I fucking die when he hears everything and knows where everyone is located. And then he fucking listens to hers and she almost has an aneurysm. 😱

I don't really appreciate him telling Jen that she doesn't have a thing and that he should lead... Is that in character? No wait I guess it is as he was kinda like that with Elektra as in, 'we do this my way'... Am I right? I'm not sure if it sits well with me. BUT THEN A FUCKING HALLWAY FIGHT! I AM DOWN.

Matt just fucking kicking ass and giving legal advice, yes this is fine👌gosh he's a bit angry with it too.

Back on the rooftop I've got to say I'm a fan of how they've got him sitting in the red light, and there even a bit of green underneath for Jen. Would Matt really refer to himself as a superhero? Has he got that comfortable with that tag/role?

I am extremely happy they address the difficulty in removing that fucking suit, I am living! Also yes, Matt is a canon whore. 🙂

Why tf is he barefoot? Is it just to emphasise that it's a walk of shame?! I guess he rarely gets to feel grass under his feet. 😆

Female lawyer of the year keeps on addressing all the fucking cringe women face (and obviously it does this throughout the whole series) I fucking loved it. Okay and she's got multiple pics of Cap's ass im her phone, relatable.

This incel story line is creepy af, honestly don't know how it's going to resolve but as others have guessed maybe Matt comes back to rep her?!

[victim9d-a]

muses that r gonna be on my upcoming th1rte3n multi below the cut 👉👈

tatum scott:

ru.dy pan.kow/luc.as ti.ll

goes by tate exclusively in his youth, goes by tatum as an adult

dating cute theatre boy benji (prosceniium)

delinquent as a teen, breaks a lot of laws, doesn't care about much. everyone thought he would drop out and he nearly did Multiple times, but manages to just barely scrape by and graduate. skips school a Lot tho

got kicked out of his old school, came to hell in sophomore year

once held a gun to caspers head bc he thought he beat up benji and caspian watched on in Sheer Horror until benji managed to stop him then she just held casper for a While after that

lives in the trailer park w his dad but spends most of his time either at his bf benjis house or sleeping in his car, his dads a Piece of Shit

leaves town for a bit, comes back squeaky clean looking, acts pristine and like his past never happened, has some super Normal and Safe job

definitely gets held in custody on suspicion of the murders after some Violent Outbursts, spends a few days in custody until victim 4 is killed (and also faye, not that they know that yet) and its proven that he wasnt the killer bc he was in jail

violence is the first answer in 09 and while he’s more opposed to it in 22 he is fully capable of bringing out the old tricks

maybe helps to try to find the killer in 22 via some cute little breaking and entering

bradley king:

j.an lu.is ca.stell.anos/older fc tbd

mostly goes by brad, huge asshole

head empty no thoughts, manwhore mansplain to fayes girlboss gatekeep

just wants to do drugs and have sex, probably a dealer

has a pretty nice homelife, parents are chill if a bit negligent, but theyre nice enough to him and let him do what he wants

gets in a fight at every party and doesnt always win the fight but always comes out on top one way or another

gaslights adults into thinking he’s a Good Kid

is Not a good kid

fayes partner in crime of sorts, manipulative king, helps faye manipulate cas bc he thinks its funny

dakota jackson

theatre kid mayhaps?

yan.deh sal.lah/older fc tbd

parker wu

ro.ss butl.er/older fc tbd

makena's brother

lovable baseball player

elijah puck

jor.dan callo.way/mich.ael b jo.rdan

popular rich boy, silver tongued af

lindseys high school sweetheart that left her at the altar

more

gimme more

[hecrtfelt]

( fah  yongwaree,  24,  cisfemale,  she/her ) *  hey,  i’m  looking  for  the  office  of  nan  malai.  they’re  the  pilot  who’s  known  around  the  office  as  the  crybaby,  if  that  helps  ?  not  to  be  a  gossip,  but  i’ve  heard  that  they’re  hardworking  but  overly  sensitive,  is  that  true  ?  i  also  heard  that  they’re  the  one  who  quite  literally  cried  in  the  club.  anyways,  here’s  the  coffee  they  ordered.  (  admin  sabrina,  21,  she/her,  est  )

hello  everyone........  this  is  my  baby........  my  princess..........  but  also..........  santos’  mf  babymama  >:)

also  i  will  only  be  using  medium  gifs  for  her  bc  all  i  HAVE  are  medium  gifs  of  her  FALKJFAJLKF

tws:  pregnancy just up there ^,  alcohol  &  drug  mentions

*  statistics  .

full name:  nan  boonsri  malai nicknames:  n/a star sign:  cancer height:  5′4″ hometown:  silom,  thailand  (  10  years  )  /  manhattan,  new  york  (  13  years  ) orientation:  heterosexual office  occupation:  pilot !! positive  traits:  determined,  intelligent,  humble negative  traits:  reserved,  emotional,  impulsive alcohol  /  drug  usage:  mostly  social  for  the  former,  but  she  will  cry  into  a  bottle  of  wine  on  her  couch  every  now  and  then.  does  not  partake  in  any  drug  usage  (  griffin  somewhere  just  went  ???  really  ???  ) theme  song:  crybaby  by  melanie  martinez character  inspo:  bubbles  (  ppg  )  ,  wanda  maximoff  (  marvel  )  ,  izuku  midoriya  (  mha  )  ,  charlie  (  perks  of  being  a  wallflower  )  ,  princess  tiana  (  disney  )  ,  mary  stuart  (  reign  )  ,  bonnie  (  htgawm  )  ,   rue  &  cassie  (  euphoria  ) aesthetics:  expensive  jewelry  kept  in  a  childhood  box,  the  sound  of  raindrops  hitting  a  glass  window,  rosy  but  raw  noses,  a  crisp  white  windowsill  lined  with  dying  plants,  and  that  freeing  breath  of  fresh  air   secret:  can’t  tell  u  but  super  juicy  n  shocking

*  brief  backstory  .

nan  grew  up  wealthy.  she  and  her  older  brother  had  everything  they  ever  needed  courtesy  of  her  successful  pilot  father.  her  father  was  actually  contacted  by  rolfe  masters  one  day,  with  a  job  offer  that  would  double  his  already  generous  salary !!  so  why  would  you  ever  say  no  to  that  !!  their  family  packed  up  and  moved  to  america,  settling  happily  and  comfortably  into  the  upper  east  side.  nan’s  mom  was  a  socialite  and  doesn’t  have  a  real  occupation  (  even  though  she  was  offered  a  spot  on  a  season  for  the  real  housewives  of  new  york.  she  couldn’t  think  of  a  tagline  quick  enough  )  ,  and  it  was  expected  of  nan  to  do  the  same.  marry  rich  and  chill,  you  know  ?  but  her  father  had  taken  her  and  her  brother  on  so  many  flights  back  in  the  day  that  she  couldn’t  envision  a  life  that  wasn’t  surrounded  by  clouds.  her  mom  didn’t  absolutely  love  that  and  was  reluctant,  but  let  her  become  a  pilot  anyways.  so  her  and  her  brother  attended  the  same  prestigious  aviation  school.  he  works  for  luxury  airplane  lines  now,  and  she  got  offered  a  spot  at  masters  the  day  after  her  father  resigned  to  retire.  now  she’s  your  fav  pilot  :)  if  rolfe  sent  you  out  of  state  for  a  meeting  and  you  got  on  a  jet,  9/10  chance  it  was  her  flying  that  jet

*  her  personality,  summarized  .

A  CRYBABY.  BIG  BOO-HOO  BIG  BAWLIN  CRYBABY  !!  she  is  sooOOOooOoOOO  sensitive  and  takes  literally  everything  to  heart.  gets  overwhelmed  and  anxious  super  easily  (  except  when  she’s  in  the  air.  it’d  be  so  bad  if  she  got  overwhelmed  and  anxious  in  the  air  LFJAKJFAJK  ).  don’t  frown  at  her  bc  she  will  take  it  personally  and  go  home  and  cry  about  it  for  4  business  hours.  u  can  def  have  a  conversation  with  her  and  she’s  not  mean  v  often,  but  she  just  takes  things  wAY  out  of  proportion  frequently

*  wanted  connections  . 

exes  (  open  to  m  /  nb  ):  PLS  PLS  PLSSSS   give  me  heartache,  give  HER   heartache unrequited  crush  (  open  to  m  /  nb  ):  gimme  someone  who  literally  has  made  it  so  clear  that  they  do  nOT  feel  anything  for  nan  and  she’s  like  *caillou  voice*  what  :D?  and  constantly  getting  herself  upset  and  hurt  bc  she  liKES  THIS  PERSON  and  they  don’t  like  her  BACK unrequited  crush  but  backwards  (  open  to  any  ):  no  cuz  imagine  someone  having  a  crush  on  NAN  but  she’s  too  busy  pining  after  someone  else/being  dramatic  to  ever  notice  😩✋🏾    fwb  (  open  to  m  /  nb  ):  u  know  the  drill.  she  WILL  think  u  hate  her  if  u  stop  texting  her,  tho ex-friend  (  open  to  any  ):  PLSSSSS  I  LOVE  THIS  TOO enemy  (  open  to  any  ):  she’s  soft  af  but  also  cares  about  her  job  n  being  the  best,  so  i  can  see  there  being  some  RIVALRIES  somewhere.  or  maybe  they  don’t  get  along  for  OTHER  reasons  too flkaflkjafj. don’t   think   she   won’t   clap   back   just   cuz  her   hands   r   shaking best  friend  (  open  to  any  ):  she  needs  ONE,  okay.  can’t  have  miss  girl  talkin  to  her  crystallized  wine  glass  bc  she  doesn’t  have  a  friend KFALJFLJ bad  infleunce  (  open  to  any  ):  SOMEONE  TAKE  THIS  GIRL  OUT  TO  A  MF  BARRRRRRRR  AND  TRY  TO  GET  HER  TO  LOOSEN  UP  PLS  N  THANKS.  like  she  needs  someone  who’s  trying  to  get  her  to  leave  her  shell  and  be  more  bold  and  assertive  !! family  (  open  to  thai  fcs  ):  self-explanatory !!

i  love  brainstorming  so  hmu  to  talk  abt  other  potential  plot  ideas  !!  discord  works  best  for  me  so  lmk  if  u  need  my  name  !!

[suituuup]

pandemic shenanigans

Chloe discovers TikTok and decides to do a bunch of pranks on her girlfriend

rated: T

word count: 3k

ao3 link

*

It’s the pandemic’s fault. 

Chloe was bored af one day at the start of quarantine, and decided to download TikTok, the app Gen Z has been raving about. Little did she know five minutes on the app could turn into four hours without her being aware and brought procrastination to another level. 

She quickly becomes addicted to cute animal videos (duh) and couple pranks. So addicted that the temptation of trying a few on her girlfriend is too great. 

i. Did you forget what today was

“Morning,” Beca mumbles, rubbing her eye with the heel of her palm as she shuffles towards the coffee pot. While Chloe’s an early bird, Beca rarely makes it out of bed before ten on the weekends, and Chloe is usually already showered and dressed by the time she does. 

She and Beca live in that same studio which they used to share with Amy, until their Australian friend inherited some serious money and moved out. 

It’s been really nice to have an actual bed instead of that crappy pull-out couch. 

“Good morning,” Chloe chirps, craning her neck to accept the kiss Beca brushes to her lips. Beca slides in the chair across hers, pouring some milk in the bowl Chloe’s set out for her, followed by cereals.

(yes, she’s that weirdo who puts the milk first.)

“What?” Beca pauses with her first spoonful halfway to her mouth, finally noticing Chloe staring at her. 

“Did you forget what today was?” She asks with a raised eyebrow, cradling her mug in her hands.

Beca blinks, and Chloe can nearly see the fuck popping up in her brain as panic flashes in her eyes. “Uh, Saturday?” 

Chloe purses her lips, both to appear annoyed and to keep her bubbling laughter in. “Beca.” 

Beca’s nose scrunches up. “I know, I know, gimme a sec. This is not our anniversary, or your birthday, you’re not working today so there’s nothing important regarding your job,” she lists off, her eyes lighting up a beat later. “Oh! Is it this weekend Aubrey’s coming up?” 

“No,” Chloe sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I can’t believe you forgot.”

“Shit, I’m sorry,” Beca rushes out, standing up and crossing the distance between them to sit across Chloe’s lap. She kisses her softly, looping her arms around her neck. “I’m sorry. What’s going on today? I promise I’ll make time for it. And I’ll give you a massage tonight to make up for being a bad girlfriend. And we can eat whatever you like.” Smirking mischievously, she adds in a lower tone, “And, I’ll let you do whatever you wanna do to me later.” 

Chloe grins, unable to hold it any longer. “Nothing’s going on, babe. I was just messing with you.” 

Beca’s jaw falls open as she pulls back, glaring. “Not cool, dude!”

Chloe simply giggles, nuzzling her neck and pressing an apologetic kiss to Beca’s skin. “You’re cute when you’re panicking.”

A huffs puffs free and Beca pouts. “Whatever.”

Chloe tightens her hold around Beca’s waist so she can’t get away. “Can I still do whatever I want to you tonight?” 

The whimper that rises from Beca’s throat shoots a chill down her spine. Beca’s cheeks redden and she squirms a little in Chloe’s lap. “Yeah--yes.” 

Safe to say Chloe won’t be uploading that video on TikTok. She also won’t tell Beca this was a Tiktok prank, because this turned out to be a lot of fun and she’s got more up her sleeve.

ii. climb on their lap while they’re busy doing something else

Friday nights are Chloe’s favorite. As none of them work during the weekends, it means they get two whole days of quality time with each other. Tonight though, her highly professional girlfriend needs to take care of a few work things to make sure she can spend a stress free weekend, but it’s been hours, and Chloe is kind of craving some attention. 

Beca’s working on her laptop while sitting on the couch, and after changing into her PJ’s, Chloe unceremoniously curls up sideways on her lap, looping her arms around her shoulders and resting her forehead against the side of Beca’s neck. 

“Oh,” Beca breathes out, setting her computer aside before her arms loosely wrap around Chloe’s body. “Hello.” 

“Hi,” Chloe murmurs back, brushing a kiss to Beca’s neck and releasing a soft sigh of contentment. 

Beca’s hand runs up and down her thigh as she pushes a kiss to Chloe’s hair. “You alright?” 

Chloe hums, forgetting all about her phone propped against one of the shelves capturing the moment to make a TikTok, instead basking in the instant comfort being in Beca’s arms provides. 

Beca peppers her face with soft, featherlight kisses that make Chloe warm from the inside out. She really is a slut for Beca’s affection. “M’sorry I had to work tonight.” 

Chloe smiles. “It’s okay.” She pecks Beca’s lips and brushes her nose against hers. “I’m heading to bed. Don’t work too late, babe.” 

Beca nods, winking softly. “Right behind you.” 

True to her word, Beca slides under the covers less than five minutes later and tugs Chloe’s body against her own. Chloe releases another happy sigh, which is cut-off by a yelp when Beca runs her freezing toes along Chloe’s bare calf. 

“Becs!” She cries, moving away and slapping her arm. “Your feet are freaking icicles!” 

Beca snickers like a teenager, seemingly very proud of her act. 

“Put some socks on.” 

Beca’s nose scrunches up adorably. “Ew. No way.” 

“Then stay on your side,” Chloe grumbles, tugging the covers higher around her as she rolls away from Beca, settling on her opposite side. 

“Sorry,” Beca whispers into the dark, shuffling closer. “I won’t do it again.” 

She feels her resolve break as Beca’s lips trace a trail from her exposed shoulder blade to the side of her neck. She hates her traitorous body for not having any willpower when it comes to Beca’s ministrations. “You better not, or I’ll kick you,” she half-jokes. 

“Kinky,” Beca breathes along with a soft laugh, pressing one final kiss to Chloe’s cheek as she drapes her arm around her middle. “I love you.” 

Chloe laces their fingers and squeezes. “I love you too, weirdo.” 

iii. walking out naked while they’re in a zoom meeting 

“Well what doesn’t he like about it?” Beca’s voice carries from the living-room as Chloe stands in their bedroom, a towel wrapped around her naked frame. 

That video of her and Beca cuddling on the couch blew up, hitting 3 millions views and about 400k likes. The few homophobic comments that popped up were quickly drowned out by thousands of people gushing over their relationship or crying about wanting the same kind of relationship. 

Beca was of course aware Chloe would post that video on the internet and weirdly wasn’t opposed to it. 

“Again?” She hears her girlfriend sigh and steps out, losing the towel as she rounds the corner. “I mean, yeah, sure. I’ll see what I--” 

Beca’s words die on her tongue the second her eyes flicker up from her computer screen. Her jaw drops and her mouth gapes wordlessly for a few seconds. 

Chloe is briefly concerned she might have broken her girlfriend.

“Beca?”  Her boss’ voice carries through the speakers, snapping Beca back to her meeting. 

“Yes, yeah-- um-- sorry, I…” She stammers as her cheeks burn, and clears her throat. Her eyes quickly glance back to Chloe, who is fighting against a string of giggles. “I’ll-- I’ll work on something else, no problem.” 

“Alright, keep me posted.”

Beca nods. “See ya.” She shuts her computer so fast Chloe’s concerned she might have damaged it. “You’re evil,” she mutters, shaking her head. 

“Are you complaining?” Chloe husks, strutting over in her birthday suit and tossing her phone on the couch.

Beca visibly swallows, bracing on Chloe’s waist as she settles down her lap. “Never. But next time try not to give me a heart attack?” 

“Deal,” Chloe murmurs, bending down to capture Beca’s lips in a searing kiss. 

iv. Ask them what they would do if they were at a party and a hot girl came up to them

“Hey Bec?” 

“Mm?” 

It’s a rainy rainy afternoon, the ones Chloe loves as they don’t have anywhere to be, and she gets to chill on the couch with her favorite person while listening to the rain pelting against the window. 

Chloe’s head is on Beca’s lap as she lies on the couch, reading a book while Beca messes around on her phone. Beca has absentmindedly been scratching her scalp, and Chloe was about to fall asleep when she got a prank idea. She discreetly propped up her phone against her mug on the coffee table a minute ago, pressing record. 

“What would you do if you were at a party and a hot girl came up to you?” 

Beca lowers her phone, peering at Chloe over it. “What do you mean?” 

Bending her knees, Chloe shifts to sit up and faces Beca. “What would you do if a hot girl flirted with you?” 

“You know I don’t know when people flirt with me, right?” 

Yes, Chloe does know. She lost count of how many times she’s flirted with Beca over their four years of friendship pre-getting together without Beca having a freaking clue. 

“Okay, but still,” Chloe clears her throat and straightens a bit from her slouched position, tucking her legs underneath her. “Let’s say you’re at a party, and I’m a random girl, not your girlfriend, alright?” 

Beca rolls her eyes but nods anyway, setting her phone down and angling her body towards Chloe a bit more. 

Chloe props her elbow on the back of the couch and cradles the side of her head in her palm as she smiles softly, getting into character. She reaches out to run the tip of her pointer finger along Beca’s forearm while keeping her gaze locked on hers, her teeth racking over her bottom lip in an over-the-top flirty move. “Hi.” 

“Hey you,” Beca murmurs with a small smirk, leaning closer a little. Chloe swats the back of her head. “Ow! What was that for??” 

“It’s not me,” she reminds Beca as the brunette rubs the spot with a glare. 

“Sorry, it’s just hard to remember that with those eyes of yours,” Beca laughs. “I can’t focus, they’re pulling me in.” 

“Aw,” Chloe beams. She leans in to peck Beca’s lips, raising an eyebrow when Beca pushes her away. 

“Dude, I’ve got a girlfriend.” 

Chloe rolls her eyes, shoving her as Beca laughs. “Touché.” 

v. ask them if they still get butterflies

“Bec?” 

“Mmm.” 

Spring morphed into summer. A hot, sticky and humid summer. The pandemic is still very much a thing, and Chloe can’t even tell you what day of the week it is anymore. To make things worse, their AC is down, which is why they find themselves on the rooftop of their apartment building that evening, laying on a couple blankets as they stare up at the night sky. Chloe misses the hundreds of stars she would gaze at when she was a kid in Oregon, but she sort of finds the steady sound of cars passing by in the street below them soothing. 

Or you know, maybe it’s the joint she smoked twenty minutes ago with her girlfriend that is finally hitting her. 

“Do you still get butterflies?” 

Beca’s head rolls to the side so she can look at her. “Still?” She asks, smirking softly. “They never left.” 

Chloe giggles, shoving her lightly. Beca is known to grow sappy and affectionate when she’s high, and Chloe absolutely loves it. “Dork.” 

“Felt them just this morning when you were singing in the kitchen while making breakfast and almost pinched myself because I still have to wrap my head around the fact that I get to marry you.” 

Chloe does a double-take as she registers Beca’s words. “What?” Her voice is barely there, hidden under the layers of emotions seizing her throat. 

“Well… yeah,” Beca shrugs, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “You’re like, it for me, you know?” 

Moments where Beca splits herself open like that are rare, and they never fail to make Chloe’s heart soar. 

“Are you going to say something Beale or keep staring at me like a weirdo?” Beca eventually quips, chuckling softly. 

Chloe shakes her head a little, then leans forward to push a lingering kiss against Beca’s lips. “I love you, future wife.” 

She feels Beca sigh contentedly as she curls up against her side, her arm wounding around Chloe’s back. “I love you, too.”

vi. sigh loudly in front of them

“What’s wrong?” 

It’s day two hundred something of quarantine. Chloe is bored out of her mind. 

“Nothing,” she whispers, keeping her tone unconvincing on purpose. She’s lying on the couch while Beca sits at the end working on her computer, a Friends rerun playing low on the TV. 

Beca shuts her computer and sets it on the coffee table before crawling up Chloe’s body and settling on top of her. She presses a light kiss to the side of Chloe’s neck. “You sure?” 

“Mhm,” Chloe hums, looping her arms around her girlfriend’s waist. 

“I can stop working,” Beca suggests softly, placing another kiss to her chin, then to the tip of her nose. “Wanna go grab some Chick-fil-A? Then we can watch one of those cheesy rom coms that you like.” 

“M’okay,” Chloe agrees quietly. “Can we just cuddle for a bit?” 

“Yeah,” Beca breathes. “Course we can.” She settles her head on Chloe’s chest, lifting it a second later. “Wait, is this a TikTok thing?” Upon Chloe nodding, she groans. “My reputation is taking a blow with each one of those, you know that right?” 

A giggle bursts past Chloe’s lips. “I’m sorry, your what?” 

That earns her a glare. “Bite me, Beale.” 

vii. wipe their kiss away

“I hate this fucking pandemic,” Beca grumbles as she makes it inside, kicking the door shut with a little more force than necessary. “I hate those Karens who don’t wear masks,” she continues as she hoists her two grocery bags on the kitchen counter. “Scratch that, I just hate people in general.” Beca eventually takes off her mask, heaving out a sigh as she drops it onto the counter. “Finally.” 

Chloe smiles in amusement, walking over to start putting the groceries away. “Thanks for going out, babe.” 

“No problem.” She pecks Chloe’s lips on her way to store the yogurt in the fridge, doing a double-take when Chloe wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. “Did you just… wipe my kiss away?” 

“What? No I didn’t,” Chloe replies innocently. 

Beca stares at her, cocking an eyebrow. “Was it not up to your standards or something?” 

“I mean…” Chloe shrugs nonchalantly. “It was just a peck.” 

“Mmm.” She resumes her task, closing the door to the fridge behind her before making her way over to where Chloe is standing, setting her hands on her hips from behind and coaxing her to turn around. 

“What are you--” the rest of her sentence is cut off by a moan as Beca’s lips capture her own. Chloe’s knees wobble from the heat of the kiss, its intensity sending shockwaves throughout her body, all the way down to her toes. She’s left in a daze by the time Beca pulls away, blinking twice in slow succession as she rolls her swollen lips together. “Holy shit.” 

Beca puffs out her chest a little, smirking. “That’s better.” 

Groceries forgotten, Chloe slides her hand into hers and drags her to the bedroom. 

viii. call them your spouse during a phone conversation

“I’m home,” Chloe calls out as she steps inside their studio apartment. She pauses in the doorway, taking in her surroundings. 

Their small kitchen table is beautifully set, two candles lit on each side and a gorgeous bouquet of flowers sitting in the center. Soft acoustic music is playing through Beca’s portable speaker. “Hey, you.” 

“What’s all this?” Chloe asks, smiling brightly as she slings her purse off her shoulder, setting it down. 

Beca approaches, a sheepish smile spreading across her features. “Well… because of this freaking pandemic, we haven’t been out in months, so I thought we could just do a home-date. I ordered from your favorite sushi place, should be here any minute.” 

“Aww.” Shrugging off her jacket, Chloe steps up to place a soft kiss to Beca’s lips. “You’re sweet. And very sexy,” she adds with an eyebrow waggle, taking in Beca’s fancy jumpsuit and hairdo. “I’m gonna go change real quick.” 

Chloe hurries to the bedroom and opens her closet to pick something; she can’t remember the last time she wore a dress, her main outfit having consisted of a hoodie and sweatpants for the better part of the year. Plucking her navy blue, knee length dress out, she changes into it and takes ten minutes to arrange her hair and put on light make-up. 

Beca is on the phone as she steps back out into the kitchen, grinning when Chloe appears. “Yep, got it. Listen, I gotta go, my wife and I are about to eat dinner.” 

Chloe freezes mid-step, her heart stuttering as she registers the term Beca used. 

“Sorry about that,” Beca says once she’s hung up, casting Chloe a smile as she sets her phone down. 

“You just called me your wife,” Chloe murmurs, her eyes shrinking suspiciously a beat later. A gasp follows when it hits her. “Wait, are you TikTok pranking me??” Her gaze quickly sweeps the room. “Where’s the camera, Mitchell?” 

Beca simply grins, shaking her head as she reaches for something in her pocket. “Not a prank, babe.” 

Shocked eyes lifting from the square velvet box nestled in Beca’s palm, Chloe watches as Beca steps closer and lowers herself on one knee. Her heart trips dangerously and she stops breathing altogether. “Bec, you better not be lying.” 

The way she seems nervous all of the sudden tells Chloe this is definitely not a prank. “Chloe--” 

“Yes,” Chloe croaks out, tears pooling in her eyes as her head bobs up and down in a frantic nod. 

Beca’s chuckle comes out strained as she blinks back the moisture in her own eyes. “Dude, let me ask the question at least.” 

“Sorry.” Chloe clamps her lips together and squeezes Beca’s hand to wordlessly let her know she may keep going. 

“Chloe,” Beca repeats, her voice wavering slightly. “This year has been weird as fuck, and the most challenging one yet, but despite everything, I had a near constant smile on my face because of you. You’re my best friend, and the most beautiful person I know, inside and out.” She sucks in a deep breath through her nose, letting go of Chloe’s hand to open the box. Chloe gasps softly at the sight of a simple, yet elegant oval cut diamond set on a rose gold band. “Will you make me the happiest person on earth by accepting to become my wife?” 

“Yes.” She tugs on Beca’s hand, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as soon as she straightens. “I love you so much.” 

Beca grins against her mouth, backing away just enough to seek out Chloe’s eyes. “I love you, too.” 

As she stands there basking in this new, overwhelming wave of feelings, Chloe decides that 2020 wasn’t that bad, after all. 

[vixenpen]

First off I would love to say that I greatly appreciate how you write story for us black queens! Much love! Could we probably get a Denki, Hawks, Kiri, Bakugou and/or Dabi head-cannon where some chick (or guy, or someone else) flirts with our men and we come in, scare those thirsty hoes off and fuck our men at home to remind them who they belong to?? 😉🤤😏

Bet! Let’s kick some ass😡👊🏾

Baby boi is cute af but he’s a smidge slow, so he doesn’t even realize he’s being macked on

“I love your hair,” random bitch reaches up to run her fingers through his streak

⚡️ “haha oh really? Thanks! And before you ask it is real.”

“Oh I know it’s real, baby,” leans forward. “You’re one of my favorite heroes, you know?”

⚡️ “Oh! Well thanks for your support! Would you like an autograph.”

“Sure how ‘bout here.” *flashes a titty.”

You’re over there in a flash. “Bitch, if you don’t put that shit away, one of three things is about to happen: either I pop you in it for flirting with my man, you get arrested for indecent exposure, or I go to jail for beatin yo ass.”

⚡️😨 “Babe!”

“I didn’t hear any complaints from your man, bitch.”

⚡️ “I didn’t know you were going to pop your fuckin tit out! That’s gross. Like she said, she’s my girl.”

“And bitch I conduct my man’s electricity, so unless you wanna be fried like that shake and go wig, I suggest you cha cha slide the fuck up out of his face.”

🙄🙄🙄

But she don’t want none of the smoke and she’s gone

⚡️ “Babe that was—“

You cut him off with a kiss on the lips, hand finding its way to his crotch which stiffens IMMEDIATELY

⚡️🥴 “ba-babe, What was that?”

“A reminder for you and these thirsty thots of who you belong to. Now, We’re going the fuck home so I can give you more.”

Flirting is one of this man’s personality traits

He doesn’t even mean to do it, half the time

The nigga has resting ‘fuck me’ face and perpetual bedroom eyes, so of course bitches stay tryin to holler

Anywho, Yall chillin’ at the hookah lounge one night, in a private booth.

When you come back from the bathroom, some thirst bucket done found her way up in there

So you chill by the door just to see what’s gonna happen.

🦅 “Ummm...who are you, and how the hell did you get in here?!”

“My quirk, babe, sorry to drop in like this, I was just looking for my friend. I thought she came back here with some creepy guy and accidentally landed here.” 😅😇

On his lap bitch?!

“Heh, no problem.” Hawks is trying to pry her off his lap gently. “But if you get caught here, security will throw you out—“

“Oh, you’re right Hawks.”

Damn right he is bitch

When she tries to stand up, she lands back on his lap hard fake ass boobs all pushed up in his face.

“Oops! Looks like my quirk is messing up again.”

🦅“Ouch! What are your tits made of? Concrete?”

You’ve seen enough, you march in as fast as your heels will allow

S N A T C H!!!!!!

“Bitch, since your quirk seems to be fuckin’ up allow me to help you,”

You quite literally kick her out the door

Hawks is over there like 🤣🤣🤣🤣😏

“Who the fuck you think you laughing at?”

Hawks; “my fine ass, bad ass girlfriend.” 😏

You climb in his lap, straddling him.

As soon as you start grinding and kissing on his neck, he ain’t laughing anymore

“Oh ima give you something to laugh about.”

This unfriendly, anti-social don’t play that flirting shit at ALL but that won’t stop bitches from trying.

“Hey, are you ground zero?”

💥 “Yeah, what about it?”

“I was wondering if I could have an autograph.”

“Sure, why the hell not. Gimme something to sign

“Will you sign my skirt? I don’t have anything else.

Grumbles but does it anyway.

“Dammit.”

“Whats the matter, babe? Like what you see?” 😉

“More like I dropped my fucking marker trying to do this ridiculous shit.”

“Haha, oh GZ, you’re so funny.”

“GZ?...”

“You’re hot too.” 😉

😡 “I have a girlfriend.”

“I don’t see her.” 😏 😉

You roll up to y’all table

“Turn around trick. Now you see her.”

Bakugo is smirking: “If she kicks your ass I ain’t coming to your rescue.”

You snatch her out of the seat.

💥 “Damn it’s hot when you get like that!”

“Glad you think so,” you sit on his lap and slurp a hickie on to his neck. “Now lets go home, cuz clearly you don’t have enough marks.”

[high-pot-in-noose]

First day back on Tumbtumb, and I half feel like I should make a more meaningful post, but can I tell you guys about this wild AF interaction I just had on Reddit?

Me: *chilling, browsing r/musicalbootlegs*

Rando PMing me: "Hey, gimme [high-demand, limited-trade vid that recently came off Not-For-Trade]."

Me: "Sure, sure. You got a trading list?"

Rando: *Sends me a catalog of literally nothing I want*

Me: *Feels awful cuz I hate disappointing people*

Me: "Sorry, anything you have that I'd want, I already have. But if you want, you can send me [price I paid for it] and I'll send it anyway, as well as a freebie you can choose from my collection."

Rando: *goes tf OFF; wildly climbing onto their high horse*

Rando: "Oh, you're here to make money? You greedy, cheap slut. Trading is for trading. It's scammers like you that make everything bad about the community as bad as it is! I'm not paying for that! That you would even think I might!"

Me: ". . . Okay. Well. Have a nice day, then."

Rando: "??? You're the only person I've found after a month! Do you know how hard I've been searching?! You're not going to haggle?"

Me: *thinks back on the handful of people that got the same offer and were ecstatic to get such a deal*

Me: "lol naw Have a nice life."

Rando: *calls me cunt and threatens to tell everyone they know I'm a scammer*

[lale-txt]

You and Rayleigh dude! (Not because of the smut XD) but because Rayleigh would be soft and caring to just about anything that you do and would help you so you don't get hurt, maybe cuddle you when it gets cold or let's you lay on his chest when you're tired. BUT we can never deny that this man is not FINE af to begin with 👀👀

RAYLEIGH 🥺😭💘

you know how weak I am for him! he would just treat me right, for sure. and i would LOVE to take a nap on chest. actually i'm dreaming about taking a nap there right now.

i've been writing on that fic with him for the whole evening so he's been on my mind for quite a while now and it just makes me flutter! he's so fine ughhh!

we would totally have a chill dynamic together, leaving each other space and still being there for each other, experience being in love like it's the first time and making out everywhere like love drunk teenagers. oh man. gimme that.