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[wartankhorse]

when matt’s really drunk he compliments mello homoerotically and it sends shivers down mello’s spine and he’s so effing flustered and his face turns bright red and he doesn’t know what to say or how to react so he lowkey beats the shit out of matt

[stlllle]

"Midnight Confessions"

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Bangchan x reader

🔞 Content Warning:

This work contains explicit sexual content (+18), alcohol use, rough sex, degradation, spanking, hair pulling, scratching, oral sex (both receiving), face fucking, size kink, and consensual domination. Emotional tension and angst elements included. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

💌 Author’s note:

This was supposed to be a simple post-show smut, but Chan and the tension took control. I loved writing this loaded, years-long, unresolved craving — and it's only going to get worse before it gets better.

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Heyyyy! I honestly have no idea if this turned out even remotely okay because I’ve never written anything about Bang Chan before 😅 but I felt like it and… here it is. ⚠️ Just a quick reminder: this does not represent who Bang Chan is in real life. If at any point I ended up being disrespectful without realizing it, please feel free to let me know! If you like it and wanna request something, my asks are always open 🙂✨

Masterlist –[link]

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Midnight Confessions

The muffled sound of music from the hotel’s VIP lounge mixed with the ringing in your ears. The concert had ended hours ago, adrenaline still rushing through your veins, and the half-empty bottles of soju, beer, and whiskey scattered across the table made it clear no one here was sober.

You were sunk into the couch, knees up, watching Chan animatedly tell a story to Hyunjin and Changbin. He gestured wildly, his eyes shining, lips stretched into that stupid grin — the one that always fucked you up without even trying.

Years. Years of being best friends with that idiot, swallowing down jealousy, burying your cravings, pretending not to care when he disappeared with random girls after shows. Years of tension, and tonight it was unbearable.

You downed the rest of your drink, the burn in your throat almost pleasant.

— Hey, you okay? — Chan’s low voice cut through your thoughts.

He’d ditched the others and was sitting next to you now, shoulders touching, the scent of sweat-dried skin, woody cologne and alcohol overwhelming.

— I’m fine. — a lie.

Chan looked at you a second too long. He always noticed.

— You’ve been off all night.

You let out a bitter laugh.

— Just tired.

Liar. And he knew it.

— Come on. — He stood, grabbing your hand and pulling you up.

You followed, your body light from the alcohol. You both climbed up to his room in silence, the soft buzz of the hallway the only sound. When the door clicked shut behind you, the tension snapped tight like a wire.

Chan dropped his keys and phone on the table.

— Are you gonna tell me what the fuck’s going on or do I have to guess?

You laughed dryly, leaning against the wall.

— What makes you think anything’s wrong?

— Because I know you. And because you’ve been looking at me like you wanna kill me for weeks.

The laugh slipped out before you could stop it.

— Maybe I do.

He raised a brow, that smirk curling on his lips.

— Then hit me already. — he stepped closer.

You knew he was drunk. Knew this would end badly. But you were done swallowing it.

— You’re such a fucking asshole, you know that? — the words spilled out louder than intended.

Chan was inches away, heat radiating off him.

— Yeah. I know.

You shoved his chest lightly. He caught your wrist, not tight — just enough to keep you there.

— Wipe that fucking smirk off.

— Why? It makes you nervous?

You shoved again, harder. He pressed you against the wall instantly, bodies flush, breath mingling.

— Is that it? — he murmured, lips too close. — Is it jealousy, ___?

You hated how he said your name like that, low and rough.

— Fuck you.

— Say it. — his grip tightened. — Say it.

You stared him down, pulse pounding.

— I’ve always wanted you, asshole.

Silence. Heavy, loaded silence. Just your breathing and his, eyes dark.

Chan’s hand slid to your throat.

— I know. — he murmured.

Then he kissed you.

Kissed you like he’d been starving for it. Hot, messy, teeth scraping, tongue claiming your mouth. You moaned into it, your nails digging into his shoulder.

Chan spun you, pressing you against the wall. The kiss got dirtier, hungrier. His hand grabbed your thigh, hitching it around his waist.

— Fuck, you’re mine. — he growled against your neck, biting hard enough to leave a mark.

You whimpered.

His hand dropped, palm landing hard on your ass.

— Always were. — another sharp slap made you gasp.

— Bed. — he ordered.

You didn’t hesitate. You went, your heart racing.

Chan pulled his shirt off, sweat-damp skin glinting, scratched by fans. That look in his eyes could kill.

— Strip. — his voice was rough, commanding.

You obeyed, slow, on purpose. He smirked.

— Always such a tease.

You spread your legs open, taunting.

— Come get it then. If you can.

His gaze burned.

He unbuckled his belt, and in seconds he was between your thighs, mouth hot and desperate, lips trailing your throat, teeth biting, tongue licking, leaving purple bruises. His hand slid down your thigh, fingers squeezing, teeth scraping.

You moaned when his mouth reached your cunt, tongue sliding through your folds, slow then fast, then back again. Your hips arched, a sharp cry escaping.

— Fuck… Chan…

He chuckled against you, lips sucking, his hand pinning your hips down.

— Knew you’d sound like this. — voice wrecked.

You clawed at his back.

— Shut up and keep going.

He bit your thigh.

— Bossy. I like it.

His tongue worked harder, fingers sliding in. Pressure building, body trembling.

Then he stopped. You whined.

— On your knees.

You hesitated.

— Now. — his voice went deeper.

You obeyed. He gave another sharp slap, palm stinging.

— Goddamn, this view.

You heard the zipper drop. You bit your lip. You knew he was big. Always fucking knew.

Chan leaned in, teeth on your neck, hand tangling in your hair.

— Ready to get fucked the way you deserve?

You moaned your answer.

And he thrust in, all at once.

He slammed into you without warning, pulling a loud, broken moan from your throat. It was worse than you imagined. Thicker, deeper, stretching you open in the filthiest, most perfect way. The overwhelming fullness made your legs tremble.

— Fuck… — he growled behind you. — Knew this pussy would be tight like this. Holy shit…

You were gasping, bracing yourself against the bed as he fucked into you, hard and raw. His hands gripped your hips so tight it hurt, the wet sound of your bodies slapping together filling the dim room.

— You like it, huh? Always acting so fucking tough… and now you’re moaning like a desperate little slut.

His voice was deep, filthy, completely intoxicating.

— Fuck you, Chan… — you shot back, voice cracking between moans.

He let out a dark, ragged laugh that sent shivers down your spine.

— Too late for that, sweetheart.

His hand came down hard, smacking your ass. You yelped, the sting burning deliciously.

— That’s it. Moan for me. I want everyone in this damn hallway to know who’s fucking you right now.

Another slap.

And another.

Your vision blurred, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes — not from pain, but pure fucking pleasure. And he knew it. He grabbed your hair, yanking your head back.

— Look at me. — he ordered.

You turned your face, meeting his gaze. It was dark. Starved. Chan kissed you hard, biting your lip until it bled, his tongue claiming your mouth like he wanted to swallow you whole.

— Always wanted this. — he whispered against your lips. — Always pictured you on all fours for me… with that filthy mouth of yours, moaning my name.

He pulled out of you suddenly. You barely had time to protest before Chan flipped you onto your back, dragging you down to the edge of the bed.

— Open those legs. — he demanded.

You obeyed without hesitation.

He smirked, a filthy, fucking gorgeous grin.

His mouth was on you again, tongue sliding between your folds, sucking your clit harshly. You cried out, your hand diving into his hair, tugging.

Chan groaned against you.

— Fuck… I love how you taste… — he muttered, thrusting two fingers inside you, then three, fucking you with them while his mouth worked mercilessly.

You were shaking, a mess of desperate pleas and high-pitched moans until your orgasm hit like a punch, arching your back, your entire body seizing.

He didn’t stop.

He dragged you through it again.

And again.

Until your legs gave out.

Chan stood up, his cock flushed, hard and leaking, glistening with your slick.

— Your turn, sweetheart. — he said, grabbing your hair and pulling you to your knees.

You knew exactly what he wanted. And you didn’t hesitate.

You wrapped your hand around the base, feeling how heavy and thick he was, the tip already nudging the back of your throat before you even took him all the way in.

Chan let out a raw moan, throwing his head back.

— Fuck… that’s it… take this cock, you filthy little slut.

You choked slightly, tears welling in your eyes, your throat stretching to take him. He started fucking your mouth, both hands tangled in your hair, the wet, obscene sounds filling the room.

You loved it. The taste, the weight, the way you could destroy him like this.

He unraveled fast, his moans rough and filthy.

— Fuck… yeah… gonna cum.

You hollowed your cheeks, sucking harder.

Chan gripped your head, burying himself to the base, your throat flexing around him as he spilled deep down your throat, groaning loud.

You swallowed everything, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, staring up at him with the filthiest grin you could manage.

— Fucking pathetic. Couldn’t even last. — you taunted.

He laughed, breathless, pulling you up by the arm.

— Shut up, you insufferable whore. — and crashed his lips against yours, the taste of both of you mixing in a filthy, perfect kiss.

You both collapsed on the bed, sweaty, marked, completely fucked — body and mind.

The silence after was heavy. It was never just sex.

Never had been.

Chan kept staring at you, his fingers tracing over the scratches and bruises he'd left.

You turned away.

— Don’t look at me like that.

— Like what?

— Like this was anything more than what it was.

He smiled, sad and pretending not to care.

— Relax. It was just fucking.

Lie. For both of you.

But it was easier that way.

You fell asleep tangled together. As usual.

And the next morning, no one said a word.

But the looks exchanged at breakfast gave everything away.

And you knew: this wasn’t over.

Not even close.

[itz-ps15]

Bubble Guppies Headcanons!

Now for some headcanons, stars!

Molly

Molly’s zodiac sign is Leo.

Her favorite color is blue.

She’s from Mexico, she’s Hispanic, and can speak Spanish.

She is the lead singer of the group.

Molly has a pet kitten named Milly.

Molly is afraid of needles.

Her hair is very wavy, and has a soft lighter gradient of light reddish-pink in her hair. 

Molly sometimes volunteers to help her mom out at her job.

Molly has diva style and a bit of a tomboy.

Molly has an enemy named Crystal.

She lives with her mom and dad.

Molly’s birthday is on July 25.

Molly’s favorite ocean animal is a dolphin.

She loves musical movies with dancing and singing.

Her favorite reality tv show is “The Masked Singer”, and her favorite character is Pearl.

She always wears a headband on her head.

Her favorite music genre is any.

Molly’s favorite singers are Lady Gaga, Victoria Justice, Rihanna, and Ariana Grande.

Gil

Gil’s zodiac sign is Taurus.

His favorite color is purple.

He’s from Italy.

He is the second lead sun he r and main guitar player.

He is very clumsy and usually has bandages on his face.

Gil’s hair is a bit more fluffy an longer, but he usually like it that way.

His favorite ocean animal is a stingray.

Gil lives with his mom and dad and is an only child.

Gil is vey rebellious but has a skater style.

Gil’s birthday is on April 27.

His favorite movies are musicals and also action movies.

His favorite singers are Sean Paul, Justin Bieber, and Justin Timberlake.

Gil’s favorite music genre is rock music and pop music.

He has a brother relationship with Goby, and sees Deema as his sister.

Gil and Nonny also have a brotherly relationship since he is younger than Nonny.

Gil has feelings for Molly.

Gil likes to skateboard sometimes and play sports. His favorite sports are soccer, basketball, and fishketball.

He usually gets his hair cut either at Miss Jenny’s or the BubbleTucky Barbershop.

Goby

Goby’s zodiac sign is Pisces.

His favorite color is green.

Goby’s favorite ocean animal is a shark.

He is a fan of playing horror mascot games, such as FNAF. He sometimes even plays those kind of games with Oona.

Goby lives with his mom and dad.

He has a brown dog named Spark.

Goby has a brotherly relationship with Gil, and a sisterly relationship with Molly.

He has a crush on Deema.

Goby’s favorite hobbies are acting, play by pretend.

Goby favorite music genre is hip hop, pop, and rock music.

His favorite movies are animated movies, and action movies with adventure.

He likes to play video games with Gil and Oona.

Goby’s favorite singers are David Guetta, Clean Bandit, the Jonas Brothers, *NSYNC.

Goby’s favorite sport is soccer and football.

He’s African-American, but his mom was from Brazil, so he’s also a bit Brazilian.

Goby likes his hair indeed really short, but he sometimes likes it fluffy and more Afro-styled. But now a big Afro.

His favorite holiday is Saint Patrick’s Day.

He is the secondary guitarist of the group.

Deema

Deema’s zodiac sign is Cancer.

Her favorite color is red.

She lives with her mom, dad, and older sister, Fierra.

She has a red parrot named Pepper, and two cats named Luca, and Lily.

Deema is Jewish, and celebrates Hanukah.

Her favorite movie genres are comedy, drama, and romance.

She loves pop music, and she likes it LOUD!

She and Nonny are the only guppies with freckles on their faces.

She’s the fashionista of the Bubble Guppies group.

She likes doing her hair, nails, and makeup with her older sister, Fierra, and her bff, and partner in crime for fashion, Blaire.

Deema’s favorite  singers are Camilla Cabello, J.Lo, Taylor Swift, Dua Lipa, Anne Marie.

Deema would sometimes help her mom at her beauty salon.

Deema is claustrophobic, and cannot handle small spaces. So expect to take a big elevator and not a small one, or just take the stairs.

Deema takes a bit of modeling classes and practicing to walk on a runway. 

Deema’s birthday is on June 28.

She has ADHD.

She plays the keyboard in the group.

Deema is the second oldest guppy. The first is Nonny, and the third is Zooli.

Oona

Oona’s zodiac sign is Libra.

Her favorite color is pink.

She likes jellyfish.

Oona lives with her mom, dad, half older sister Sakura, and her younger brother and sister who are twins, Haru and Haruka.

Oona is a fan of horror movies that have animatronics and mascots. She’d watch some with Goby as well.

She’s the drummer of the group.

Oona loves K-pop, J-Pop, and pop music.

Her favorite movies are horror movies, mystery movies, and Japanese anime movies.

Oona is an anime girl, and has some posters in her room with some of her favorite animes.

Her favorite singers are Ariana Grande, BLACKPINK, ITZY, Red Velvet, Meg Donnelly,Katy Perry, Anne-Marie, Lisa and Rosè from BLACKPINK, Melanie Martinez, Sia.

Oona’s birthday is on October 16.

She is the shortest of the guppies.

She’s from Japan.

Her mom taught her karate at only 2 years old.

Oona has 3 cats, Pinky, Aiko, and Emiko.

She’s really close with her older sister, Sakura.

She has a huge crush on Nonny.

Oona’s favorite anime is Magical Girl anime’s like Sailor Moon and PrettyCure.

Nonny

Nonny’s zodiac sign is Aquarius.

He is the first oldest of the guppies, the second is Deema, and Zooli is the third.

His favorite color is orange.

His favorite ocean animal is a sea turtle.

Nonny developed Tonsurephobia at 5 years d due to an incident at a barbershop. So, he doesn’t like getting haircuts much, especially at barbershops. 

Nonny lives with his mom, and little sister, Nari.

He has a corgi named Blossom, a teacup Pomeranian named Tannie, and a white Persian Cat named Lucy.

Nonny plays the tambourine in the group.

Nonny likes soft music, and sometimes songs by Carrie Underwood and Andy Grammer.

Nonny’s favorite singers are Andy Grammer, Shawn Mendes, V(Kim Taehyung), Ed Sheeran, Cody Simpson, Lewis Capaldi, Alan Walker, Maroon 5. 

Nonny likes sci-fi movies.

He is allergic to bees and dirt.

Nonny likes to read, draw, and play with his pets.

He likes animals just like Zooli.

Nonny’s birthday is on February 12.

He’s autistic.(Fight Me!)

He is usually bullied by a blonde girl named Emily, and her boyfriend Kane.

His comfort characters are Boogie Woogie and Paparazzo from The Masked Singer.

Zooli

Zooli’s zodiac sign is Sagittarius.

Her favorite ocean animal is a  seahorse.

Her favorite color is purple. But light purple to be exact.

Zooli lives with her mom and dad, who are both zoologists and zookeepers. And also her grandfather lives with them.

Zooli is from South Africa.

She has two pets, her frog Izzy, and seahorse Zelda.

Zooli’s favorite singers consist mainly f Megan Thee Stallion, Rihanna, Nicki Minaj, Camilla Cabello, Pink, Zendaya, Doja Cat.

Her favorite movies are animal live-actions.

Zooli likes music with a beat, and rap, and with pop into it.

Zooli is mostly the Dj of the group.

Zooli helps her parents at their zoo.

Zooli sometimes goes by “Z”.

She loves to play video games with Oona and Goby. 

Her favorite game to play is The Legend of Zelda.(Where she got her seahorse’s name)

Zooli likes to read animal books with Nonny.

Zooli likes to travel to jungles.

She likes taking photos of animals and with her friends.

Zooli has a journal about her life and some secrets that are private for her, and only her parents and some friends know about it. Nobody else.

And here they are.

If you wanna draw one, feel. Free.

And reblogs are allowed.🫶🏻🩷

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for @rileydaisy @t1atam3ra @mp3grlxsq @sugarcrisesdeema

[absolutely-normal-about-x]

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Here’s it is my headcanon thang of my X’s hair growth and his Iconic X shaped pupils. I will forever enjoy the headcanon of X’s hair growing out from his bald metal head cause it’s incredibly silly :3

[cheeseboi4life]

The many Dates of Taivan

In celebration of season 4 here are some head canons of Tai and Van dating.

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Their first official date was to the cinema, it was Vans idea. Tai thought it was an excuse to make out in the dark, Van and a similar idea but got distracted by the film.

They love a car date. Drive through burgers and driving up to make out point (bow chicka wow wow)

Tai’s parents make taivan babysit Tai’s younger sibling. Which ends up being taivan taking Tai’s sibling on dates. (Van enjoys their babysitting duties).

They went bowling once but Tao got too competitive.

The plus side of Van’s mum being a drunk is that she is either at a bar/pub or passed out. When Vicky is out Van sets up adorable dates in the trailer:m, so far they have had: candle lit dinners, pillow forts in the living room and of course plenty of making out.

Van put love notes in Tai’s locker.

Sleepovers at Tai’s house count in Tai’s head as dates. They spend time in Tai’s basement playing games and watching movies, tai got caught on vans lap by her sibling, the teens convinced them that they were just playing.

From then on they only made out in Tai’s bedroom or Van’s house

[ladsheadcannons]

Body headcannons for the lads, quick sketches

[ladsheadcannons]

Ive seen multiple love and deep space and mystic messenger posts drawing paralles to the characters, and sorry to say you have them wrong (this is not disputing the "pipeline from x to z" that plays have)

Zayne would NOT be Jumin. Looks wise and partner dynamic (brat/brat tammer) they match. However, his true parallel character is Jaehee. Workaholics who were pressured into their jobs out of obligation and because they are really, really good at it. Mother energy, they prefer to stay out of the drama happening in the group

Sylus is much more of a jumin than the rest of the lads. Rich and flaunts it. Like, of all of the love interests he talks about and uses his money the most. Cocky with a silly side, often mischaracterized as cold, violent and controlling. Both are absolutely instigators in the group, they start the drama.

Rafayel is the closest fit to 707. Silly boy, dramatic and would rock a dress. But both have a dark side, something they want to keep hidden from MC until they can't anymore. Then, the mask of a practiced killer slides into place. Also, the most likely to pull pranks on the others.

Caleb matches yoosung. Though I don't think caleb would be as timid or gullible as yoosung, I can see him being the one the rest of the lads pick on. Also, you know... the incest vibe is strong with the both of them lolol. Both caleb and yoosung have possessive streaks as well, locking MC up? Stalking her? Check and check

Xavier was hard, but I do think him and Zen match. Both Xavier and Zen are so gentle and kind with MC until... the beast is released. Not to mention, Zen constantly warning and getting upset when MC is meeting with guys. Very xavier of him. Both would be so protective and would meet to talk shit about charlie lolol.

[ladsheadcannons]

Rafayel has a tummy, and very plush thighs.