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kr-uwu-ssy · 5 months
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i paused the show to make this
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classicalchan · 7 months
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liar
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pairing: bangchan x f! reader
rating: sfw
tags: sharing a bed, just pure softness, cuddling, best friends to lovers, pining, confessions, tired chan
wc: i'm too lazy to count but idk it's probably 2k 😭(I'm definitely wrong)
your doorbell rings when it's close to midnight, its sound reverberating through every corner of your little apartment. your socked feet carry you from bed to the door on autopilot. you weren't sleeping, but you were nearly there.
you open up your front door and off-white light from the hallway spills shamelessly into your dark living space. Chan stands there, bag slung lazily across his shoulder, eyes droopy with sleep.
"they borrowed my place for a party i don't wanna be at," he declares. "I'm sleeping here."
he walks in without waiting for an answer, wrapping you in a quick, one-armed hug for a greeting on his way. his bag finds its place on your couch. he switches a couple of lamps on here and there and fixes a photo frame on his way to your bathroom with a towel and some clothes in hand.
you kind of like how it's so natural for him to be at your place. like he belongs here. like he could live here.
you wished he would.
you lay back in bed, shifting to a side, leaving the rest of the space for Chan. ever since you first cuddled up with him a few months ago, it became an unspoken rule between you to always sleep cuddled up when alone.
it was one of the best parts of your friendship with him. you could abandon every care in the world when he was around and just be. He was always there- gentle, warm, protective, kind. everything you wished for in a man.
everything you can't have.
it had been weeks since you had gone to bed without thinking of him. even in the face of extreme exhaustion and no contact, Chan never failed to slip into your thoughts. he needed to compensate you for all the nights you couldn't sleep just because he did something adorable during the day and you wouldn't stop thinking about it.
he needed to apologize for every time you accidentally called one of your friends by his name, just because he wouldn't leave your head.
and he needed to desperately make up for nights like these. nights when he would touch you and let you touch him, but never enough. there was always a weighted, invisible boundary you hated with all your guts. a burning line you couldn't cross.
so, over the days, you had learned to make peace with what you got, no matter how little. you had learned to make the most of his arms around you, the firmness of his torso pressed to your back, the warmth of his breathing behind your ear, his occasional sleepy rambling.
sometimes he said your name.
before you knew it, the mattress dips beside you, the familiar scent of Chan's shampoo filling up your senses. you came alive a little.
his arm slips across your middle, pulling you as close as humanly possible into the abyss that was his warmth. you could spend an eternity here without a syllable of protest falling from your lips.
“i don’t have a shirt on, is that okay?” he mumbles into your hair.
more than okay, you wanted to say but for the sake of the friendship you had spent years building, you resorted to a small hum. he usually slept barely clothed, but when with you, he always asked. he made sure never to cross any lines. he was cautious, reserved. too far.
“is everything okay?” you ask. “you usually do not turn down a chance to party.”
you feel him move behind you, long fingers fiddling with the thin fabric of your t-shirt. he yawns like a puppy.
“i’d had a busy day,” he begins. “i needed some sleep and you know how bad i am at getting to sleep alone...”
his knuckle accidentally brushes your navel. you shiver.
“…besides you weren’t there. i’ve missed having you around y/n, now that i see it.”
your skin flushes hot, lips involuntarily swelling into a smile. you turn your face into your pillow, determined to bury your happiness into the fluff.
“i’ve missed you too,” you confess.
his blunt nails graze against your flesh again, and you wonder how much of it was accidental anymore. could Chan tell? did he know how down bad you were for him?
“liar,” he whispers, squeezing your body lightly into his own.
he liked to do that, you had noticed. almost as if finding a way to inch closer, as if making up for the fact that there would always be some molecular distance between you no matter what.
or maybe you were just reading too much into it.
you place a hand over his own, fingertips drawing subtle lines into his pale skin, tracing the veins you stared at shamelessly in broad daylight.
“you really think i’d lie to you?”
“you wouldn’t?” he asks.
you turned around, facing him. your hand settles on his bare chest. you could feel his heart beat beneath your touch.
“no,” you confirm. “never.”
he smiles, his hair getting into his eyes as he puts his forehead against yours.
“okayyy,” he giggles. “tell me something then, since you claim to not lie.”
your heart picks up pace, hammering beneath your chest, and you were half afraid Chan might hear it. you swallow thickly, a small lump forming in your throat.
“yeah?”
his gaze wraps over you like a veil, clouding everything else just enough that he is all you can see.
"do you like me?" he whispers.
the question drops in your heart and sinks into your gut. you've been caught, red-handed. but you were so careful, so vigilant, looking but never for too long, complimenting him but being careful not to flirt, telling him you love him when he needed to hear it but taking care to conceal the love you felt.
you want to play it cool. you're scared of how it's going to go.
"duh," you say. "of course i like you, why else would we be friends?"
he clicks his tongue, a soft laugh escaping his lips. he drops a light kiss on your forehead and you sigh.
"you're not that naive," he states. "come on, I'll wait for you."
you feel your cheeks heat up. it gets harder by the second to stay still, not with chan's fingers rubbing warmth into your back, his face so close you could steal a kiss. he was no fool. he never had been. who did you think you were hiding from?
"i..." you begin, your mouth drying up. "yeah."
you feel his marble fingers slip under your chin. pressure, soft but commanding, forced you to look at him.
"you what, sweetheart?"
the endearment sent you spiraling. you squeeze his muscled shoulder, fingers digging into flesh.
"don't be an ass," you say. "i'm not gonna say it."
he chuckles. you watch his gaze move across your face, settle on your lips, and then back to your eyes again. you didn't want to think ahead of yourself.
you didn't want to break your heart.
he leaned in, his arm circling around your waist, his mouth leaving a soft kiss to your temple. you could die like this and it wouldn't be so bad.
"please," he whispers. "you said you'd be honest."
and who were you to turn down chan with his gentle voice and sturdy hands and body warmth and huge heart and ---? you could go on forever.
you grind your teeth together unconsciously, draw in a deep breath, and sigh. he knows you're giving in.
"i do like you," you admit finally. "so much more than a friend."
his palm slides up your back and finds your hair, long fingers gripping them and pulling you in. he smiles when he kisses you- mouth tasting of cinnamon and longing and want.
"fucking finally," he breathes. "you've got no idea how long i've waited for this."
you melt into a caramel puddle in his hands. you lean in again, pressing your lips onto his like he'd disappear, like this is all you've got.
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metukika · 6 months
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me and my best friends
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thelone-copper · 11 months
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Shy lil guy,,,,my favorite big cat
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POV: someone called him a fat fuck
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Also here’s his colors!!!
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And his lil character sheet!!! I love my shy baby boy,,,,he will cry. A lot. If anything happens WNSNDBDBFBBC
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takumifujiwarastan · 2 months
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thinking about cuddling with megumi x childhood best friend! reader. just being each others safe place, in each other's arms like you were when you were kids.
the rain patters against the glass window and the faint sound of thunder rumbles through the sky. the room is dark except for the slight light that peeks through the window despite the rainy conditions.
your head on his chest and arms wrapped around his torso, legs tangled with his as he runs one hand through your hair, the other arm draped over your waist. its comfortable. its safe.
and neither of you ever want to leave.
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elfcollector · 7 months
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Pull her into a hug.
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bird-inacage · 8 months
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Only Friends Episode 9 | Sand is Ray's Favourite Snuggle Pillow
Ray is so freaking precious and cuddly. I love the fact he clings all over Sand when he sleeps.
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hllfireclb · 6 months
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I can‘t stop thinking about a lovely cuddle session with Eddie :(
I bet he’d be so gentle but so hyped at the same time
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webdiggerxxx · 1 month
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꧁★꧂
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classicalchan · 11 months
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deal with it 🤍
pairing: bangchan x reader ;
tags: best friends to lovers, confessions, fluff, cuddling, kisses, comfort, some angst
a/n: please do not plagiarize my work and respect artists and their hard work!
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on some days, it feels hard to just exist. everyone and everything seems designed to hurt you but you persevere. you still pack up your things, leave work, and take the traffic-clogged route back home.
you still unlock your door and expect to walk into a cold house, with nothing but emptiness screaming back at you. you still return back to your unbearably lonely life.
but to your surprise, a pleasant smell from the kitchen wafts through the hallway instead. the house is warmly lit, not too bright, just how you like it, and before long, a familiar voice that rips through the glass in your heart floods your consciousness.
"y/n? is that you?" Chan calls and moments later, appears with an apron tied to his front.
you stare at your best friend, looking a little silly in an apron that's a size too small for him, curls a mess, his smile a million moons bright. you sigh. how could you not fall in love?
"when did you get here?" you ask, setting your things down and taking your shoes off.
"about half an hour ago," he says. "the boys had me leave a little early and i didn't know where else to go."
it was in moments like this that you mentally patted yourself on the back for giving Chan the spare key to your residence. you mirrored his smile, trying your best not to look too tired but he caught onto it as always. there's no hiding from him.
"you look like you haven't slept in weeks," he remarks. "is everything okay?"
you don't have it in you to smile anymore. he walks over, arms sliding around your waist and pulling you into a gentle hug. his fingers go into your hair and scratch your scalp as you sigh into his shoulder.
"it's a lot of things," you manage to speak. "but I'm glad you're here."
"i'm glad i'm here too. it breaks my heart to see you like this," he whispers close to your ear, and you shiver.
the two of you finish up dinner and sit on the couch next to each other, a show no one is watching running in the background. your chest feels immensely lighter, but you're still not nearly through with your feelings. you feel your throat closing up every few minutes, and you speak up before you could cry again.
"can we cuddle?" you ask. "i don't feel too good."
without a word, he shifts closer to you, pulling you into his arms and you melt. here was a guy who had always been there, no questions asked, no conditions put. and you loved him. you realized that every single second of the day. and even more so when he was around.
you feel his mouth pressing a kiss to your temple, rubbing warmth into your shoulder and you snuggle closer.
"tell me something nice," you mumble into his chest, his heart beating steadily under your cheek.
"hmmm," he thinks. "i like it when we're close like this. like, me being able to hold you and you just give up all your cares and relax."
you smile, turning your head up to look at him. his hair fell into his eyes and you reached a hand up to brush them away, fingers lingering by the side of his face. too pretty. he was too pretty.
"what else do you like?" you ask.
you saw his cheeks get flushed, scarlet spilling over his pale skin. his eyes searched yours, dark irises boring into your own before he let out a soft whisper.
"you."
"are you-"
"yeah. i'm serious." he spoke. "and you don't have to say anything, like i understand if you don't feel the same way but-"
you put a hand around him and pull him down from the back of his neck, your lips pressing into his. you had never imagined you'd live to see this moment, but here it was. here chan was- his lips softer than cotton, skin so warm beneath your fingers, his cologne flooding your senses.
he kissed you back and the world spun in lazy circles for you. you drew him closer and didn't let go until the two of you were panting for breath. he giggled, and you followed, the sounds of your combined laughter filling up the room.
"wow," he spoke. "i'd never expected you to feel the same."
"but i do. deal with it."
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Everyone talks about Hobie MJ but like.. that's not the real threat here.
Who's Hobies RIRI????
Cause canonically he does run with Riri Williams, they're friends and operate out the same base in the beginning of SpiderPunk's run.
And like... 70's, tech obsessed, alt, British black girl, with moxie and a good humor. LORD HAVE MERCY.
Hobie and his Riri would be flirting like Morgan and Garcia in Criminal Minds
DO YOU SEE IT
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YOU KNOW WHAT - IMMA MAKE ONE
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fumifooms · 3 months
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You have converted me into a Laicion shipper and now I suffer from how little content it has... ;_;
I am both delighted and terribly sorry… It’s very small consolation but I am planning on writing for them at some point (hopefully soon) and drawing more for them, and I also know I have a buddy who really likes the ship and has big plans for a fic for the far-off future… It’s tragic too because it’s not even an ultra niche rarepair, my laicion comic is my most liked dunmeshi fanart, and it gets a good amount of poll votes and interest, so clearly a bunch of people do like it… SO WHERE IS THE CONTENT‼️‼️
I will try brethren but I cannot provide fully for the community, I am already busy working the marchil fields everyday, the winter shall be long and hard
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loofandtimmy · 1 month
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Never underestimate the power of an emergency pat! 👋🏻🦖
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acediathemelancholy · 11 months
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Love it when the protagonist/antagonist intentionally chooses to vent to their opposing counterpart. It’s even more interesting and unusual that a protagonist would seek advice from an antagonist when she knows he’s completely unrepentant. (Cartaphilus really is only chipper when talking about murder huh)
And Chise’s corruption arc just keeps chugging along...she’s already got multiple curses, a body count, and an evil mentor at this point
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reverie-starlight · 1 month
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i genuinely think all of my faves would be the type to come over and joke abt being there to see my dog instead of me
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jayfangs · 9 months
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hajime: the one that asked to be bfs but is still embarrassed about pda
nagito: the one who thought they were dating already for a while but is happy that hajime acknowledges it now
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