#chris x ash

[chgeeto]

testing out new brushes with a little chrashley + an extra chris sketch …

[admirationandromantics]

Bathroom Intruders

Another Josh story! This one contains smut, and since there's been a long time since the last I mentioned it, I'll do it now. My blog is 18+, and there's several causes for this. I'd appreciate if minors kept away.

Anyways, enjoy this story. Many liked the "Never have I Ever" (link here!) story, and this is basically a prequel. In the original fic, there's mentioned that Josh and reader had sex in Chris's bathroom, so that's how this will go. Hope you like it! <3

Word count: 2,8k (unedited)

Hiii, could you write the time when reader and Josh had an action in the bathroom at Chris house? In "Never have I ever..." was this topic. And I love your work! And sorry if my english isn't perfect but i hope you know what I mean with this request 😭💞 - @amsliajskxkxkx

I lean back in the car seat, letting Josh steer the vehicle freely, not being in the way. I guess this was enough teasing for one day. And judging by his very visible boner, he needed some downtime until we got to Chris’s. Ashley was meeting us there for a game-night. Snacks, soda and talking. We all had classes the day after, so alcoholic drinks were out of the question. 

“So, when are we planning on telling the group?” I ask, looking over at him. Despite his situation, he’s relaxed. Leaned back, one hand on the wheel. His shirt rolled up to his elbows. 

“When do you think we should?” 

“I don’t know” I admit. We’ve been going at it for so long now, it almost feels wrong to burst the bubble now. 

“We can still wait a bit, after all, we still have some stuff we need to figure out” 

“We do?”

“Yeah” 

I turn to him, noticing the edge of his lips curling upwards while he struggles to stop it. He gives me a quick side-glance to check if I’m still watching. 

“What stuff are you referring to?” He clears his throat, one hand stroking his thigh impatiently. 

“Well, you know…”

“I don’t know” 

“We haven't tried all the positions yet” 

I can’t help the laugh that bursts out. He smiles, having been holding onto this joke for at least a couple of minutes. 

“And how long have you waited to give me that reply?” 

“Ten minutes” 

I give him a nudge, a small hit on his arm. He doesn’t mind, still not being able to contain his laughter. 

“Do you know how many positions there are? We’ll be dead before we try them all”

“Yeah, yeah” 

He drives into the parking space, turning the car off and sighing loudly. I look to the entrance, trying to see if the door is unlocked. But it’s too far away. 

“You wouldn’t mind doing it right now?” He asks, voice a bit rugged and breathless. 

“In the car?” 

“Mhm?” 

“I don’t think making Ashley witness this when she walks past is going to be the best way to get the news out” 

“Okay, then I guess we’re waiting a couple of minutes to go inside” 

We wait, and after about seventy seconds, I break the silence. 

“Funny thing is, we would’ve been done by now” I tease, trying to hide my smile. He furrows his brows, a finger coming up to state something. 

“Hey, that was one time, and I had a pretty rough day!” 

“If you say so” 

“I do” 

“Mhm” 

I give a small laugh, leaning over and pressing a quick kiss against his lips before taking off my seat belt. 

“I’m messing with you” 

“We all know you love doing that” he sighs, leaning forward to capture my lips one more time. I break it off, putting my own finger against his lips. 

“Hey, we wouldn’t have been together if I didn’t mess with you. I was the one who made this happen” 

He grabs my finger in his hand, dragging me towards him to meet my lips yet again, the kiss tender and passionate. 

“I’ll let you believe that” 

My hands start to wander, feeling up his chest, one hand going behind his neck to pull him closer. He unbuckles his seat belt, giving himself more room to move. I lean more over, a little surprised when he pushes the seat back. I pull a little away looking over his flustered face. 

“You sly fox, you wanted to get in the mood” I whisper, looking through his tactics. 

“Well, you’ve told me what turns you on, I’m just doing it” 

A loud knock on the window interrupts us both, and I let out a shriek while he jumps. I turn around, seeing Ashley outside, beanie and a warm puffy jacket. 

“Open the window!!!” She shouts, her voice sounding through it. I oblige, rolling it down and letting her peek her head in. 

“Why aren’t you inside yet? And why is Josh’s seat leaning all the way back?” She asks, giving us both a sceptical look. 

“Something’s wrong with it, Josh was getting some a couple of days ago, and the girl messed with the settings. He can’t get the seat up again�� I lie, giving him a small smile. 

“Gosh, Josh, I know you’re a serial dater, but at the expense of your car? Isn’t that taking it a tad too far?” she asks, obviously judging him. He looks at me, ever so discreetly giving me a sour pout. 

“Um, I guess she just really liked my car” 

“Sometimes, it just amazes me how freaky you can be Josh, and not in the good way” she shakes her head, standing up outside the door. I look over to him again, talking loud enough so Ash can hear everything as well. 

“Yeah Joshy, you know what a bed is? Maybe you should try using that instead? It’s a little cheaper to wreak” 

I try to contain my laugh, making sure that she can’t see me aggressively biting my lips to stop myself. 

“You’re gonna get back for this” he whispers, opening up his door and walking out. I do the same, greeting my homegirl with a big hug. 

“Anyways, have you been at Chris’s new place yet?” I ask curiously. She may have, and we all know nothing has or will happen with them at this rate, but it’s still a good chance. 

“No, he’s come over to me a couple of times, but he always said that he wanted to get his furniture moved first, getting everything sorted and things like that”

“Ahh, okay” 

We all walk over to the door, glad to find it unlocked. We make our way inside, yelling his name. A loud crash makes us stop in our tracks, everyone looking at each other. 

“Chris?” 

“I’m okay!” 

The coats are left in the hallway, and Ashley starts walking quickly to the kitchen. Josh and I walk right behind her, hurrying to see what the fuss is about. On the ground is a bowl, luckily unharmed. 

“See? These things are as sturdy as me” 

“You’re a lucky guy” Ashley comments, bending down and picking the bowl up. I walk over, taking two of the many things he’s balancing in my hands. Josh comes up behind me, front brushing against my back, mouth being a little too close to my chin as he leans over to grab a couple of other things from the blonde. 

“Cochise, we need a tour, don’t you think?” 

“Maybe after we’ve put these things down” I remind him, everyone standing awkwardly on the kitchen floor. 

“Move, move!” The boys urge, making Ashley and I hurry out. We walk further into the apartment. I take in every detail. He’s certainly made this place pretty, plants, decor, space… He knew what he was doing when picking out matching furniture and placing them around. I wonder how much time this took him. We arrive in the living room, couch, coffee table and a big open space. His console is connected to the tv, already playing the familiar intro music. 

“Well, I’ve been in Josh’s nasty sex car so I’ll go wash my hands” I declare, giving the guy a small punch. He gives me a sour expression, while Chris asks Ashley about it, and she starts explaining Josh’s fake encounter. 

“Maybe I also should go do that, and you know, murder someone as well” Josh whispers, leaving the two behind. I find my way to the bathroom. The space shimmers in dim gold lighting. The room is clean, with a big sink and countertop. Before I can shut the door, a hand slithers in between the gap, stopping it from closing. Of course I know him by just his hand. Tan, veiny, big… 

“Hey, now these people think badly of me” he complains, shoving himself through the gap and locking the door behind him. 

“They think of you like they always have Josh, don’t you remember when you used to be like that?” 

“I’m a changed man!” 

“I know you are, I’m messing with you! Sorry, if you want to let them know about it now, you’re free to do so, again, sorry” I say, a little breathless. I didn’t know this would affect him in this way. He rolls his eyes a bit, voice louder as he continues speaking. 

“But that’s the point, we can’t let them know yet” 

“And why not?” 

“Because all of them will think I’m just messing with you!” He’s in my face, all up against me, breathing heavily while I soften. I don’t know what to say, his outburst conjuring a mixture of feelings I can’t differentiate right now. 

“What?” I whisper, confusion taking over. Messing with me? 

“We all know how I used to be, and you were the major switch which changed everything, but… I just know, many of them will be disappointed by me, because they think that this is another one of my flings and everyone will take sides when it’s over and-”

“Hey, hey, calm down” I try, hand coming up to his face. His heart is beating rapidly, chest heaving with each breath. 

“Calm down” I soothe, placing a small, tender kiss on his lips. His arms go around me, holding on tightly as if I’m supposed to disappear. 

“We said that if this doesn’t work out, we’ll still be friends, right? No need for anyone to take sides” 

“I don’t want this to end” He whispers, one hand going to my head, tangling in my hair. 

“Neither do I” I counter, pulling back to look at him, eyes glossy as he looks down on my lips. 

“Then why are we talking about it like it’s going to happen?”

“I-I… I don’t know” 

He captures my lips in his, first carefully, but then puts more pressure. I lose my balance a little, taking a step back to make sure I don’t fall. He continues forward, making me walk backwards all the way to the empty, clean counter, my back hitting the hard material. 

“This… I can’t imagine being with anyone else but you” 

“Neither can I” I whimper back, his lips finding their way to my neck, kissing and sucking all over. 

“Josh…” 

“Mmm?” 

“We’re at Chris’s place, in his bathroom” I give a loud moan, and Josh’s hand quickly flies up to cover my mouth. 

“Yes we are, and that’s why you need to be quiet” He smiles, and I nod while his fingers slowly slide their way down to my pants. 

He continues ravaging my lips with his, efficiently working on unbuttoning my pants at the same time. I lean back a little, making it easier for him. He drags the fabric down my legs and off my feet, hands feeling up my thighs. I tug on his shirt, making him let go of my lips for a couple of seconds so I can drag it over his head, throwing it on the floor. He helps me off with my top, pulling it over my head before he starts kissing me again, hands going to his pants to take them off. 

I feel myself heat up, panties getting wetter in anticipation. A small clank sounds, his belt hitting the tile floor as he walks into me, pulling my body to the edge of the counter. I feel his hardness against my heat, begging to be let inside. I grab the hem of his boxers, pulling at the fabric. He groans and I let out a shush sound, reminding him of our location. He pulls my panties off impatiently, hand going to my back, making me lean over the edge, barely hanging onto the counter. I’m already dripping, waiting for him to enter me. He looks up questioningly, and I give a slight nod. 

Before I know it, he slams into me, full length testing my limits. I scream out, but he already expects it, having his hand over my mouth as he pounds in and out. The combination of pleasure and pain is astonishing, every feeling mixing together in my stomach, making me dizzy and whimpery. 

With his other hand, he takes hold of my waist, making me turn around, feet falling down on the floor again, my upper body bent over the counter. The coldness of the stone gives me goosebumps, and I try pulling myself up a bit, seeing him as a pantining mess behind me in the mirror. His hand is still over my mouth, making muffled moans and whimpers come out, while he tries to lower his tones as much as possible. I feel his fingers move over to my stomach, pulling me back with both arms. He holds me almost in the air, his front pressed into my back, already a bit sweaty. His head leans over my shoulder, rapid breaths as he keeps up the pace. Making me stand up makes him reach even further, hitting my cervix with every thrust. His fingers move down to my clit, rubbing circles and causing a number of sounds to erupt from my mouth. I can’t help it, the extreme mixture of simulations combined with the pain and sight. 

“You see that? Look at yourself, t-this, it’ll last, you got that?” 

I nod my head, and he smiles as he leans down, kissing my neck. The wet touches are massive contrasts to how he fucks me, roughly and over the top, each part connected in different ways. 

I start nearing my edge, tension building up in my lower stomach as I try to keep quiet. He’s nearing his end too, his grip loosening around me, unable to keep it. His hand goes from my mouth to my breast, groping harshly. I fight the urge to scream, my voice stopping in my throat. 

“And now, when you come, don’t you dare make another sound” 

I can’t even not, finally reaching my high and breathing out. I’m hyper focused on my voice, keeping my mouth shut as I let out small whimpers. He rides me through it, pounding faster and harder as he reaches his own, pulling out and coming all over my ass and back. I feel the hot liquid running down my back, my upper body leaning over the counter to catch my breath. I hear him, feel his pulse through his wrist. 

“H-hey, are you okay?” he asks, coming up beside me and kissing my cheek. I smile, turning my head to meet his lips. My body is covered in red marks, all from how hard he was grabbing me, but I like it. 

“I love you” I whisper, and I can see a faint blush on his already exhausted and flushed face. 

“I love you too” I capture his lips yet again, his arms going around me to pull me closer. 

“Hey, are you finished in the bathroom soon!” Chris’s voice sounds from outside. I freeze, sensing Josh tense up beside me. He’s about to answer, but I put my hand over his mouth. I take a deep breath, steadying my voice. 

“Yeah, just woman problems!” 

“Oh, okay, I won’t pry then. Is Josh in there with you?” 

“No, I think he went out to get something from his car!”

“Okay, we’re ready to start now, so just make haste!” 

“Gottcha!” 

Josh lets out a small laugh, impressed by my quick thinking. 

“You usually don’t have a cold head after this” 

“Well, maybe being riskier has made me more cunning” 

“Hmm, maybe” 

“Let's clean up and get out” I state, reaching for a random towel and some water to clean off my back. Josh splashes water in his face, fixing his hair and getting his clothes back on. I put on my garments, his fingers outstretched to comb through my hair, settling the mess. 

“Where should we put the towel?” I ask, holding the white fabric up, looking for a laundry basket. 

“Where does he put his laundry?” 

“Don’t look at me as if I know” I defend, putting my hands up. 

“Let’s just leave it on the floor” 

“On the floor? Josh, are you insane, that’s not guestly behaviour” 

“Well, fucking in your best friend’s bathroom is not either” 

I shake my head, leaving the towel on the ground, kicking it a little to the side so it’s not in the way. Everyone puts their dirty clothing on the floor anyway. He would probably see it, think it’s dirty and then throw it in the washing machine. After all, he would never know that we had sex here. I wasn’t planning on telling him.

[left4dead4everr]

Chris definitely owns a reddit account, and Ashley owns a tumblr account. You can't tell me I'm wrong here

[wwprice1]

Awesome covers coming from Marvel in December!

[sheigarche]

hi! I saw ur Jossam hcs and holy shit they were amazing, so, could u do any other until dawn hcs? It can be abt any character/ship that u want. Tysm and I hope u r doing okay!

Hi, thanks for the ask and sorry if this is a bit too long, but I wanted to give a little something for each character 😅

My random Until Dawn headcanons:

Sam's coping mechanism is to study everything she can about the myths and legends that she now knows are real. It's become a bit of an obsession, and she even chose history as her major so she could learn more about the native peoples and their culture. Understanding things helps her cope, but her behavior also makes her loved ones worry. It's a tough balance.

Josh has psychosis caused by depression that worsened after being neglected and mistreated for years. I know the fandom often headcanons Josh with schizophrenia, but in-game we don't see any negative symptoms for that disorder. And we do know that he's been diagnosed with depression, and psychosis checks all the boxes for what we see him experience in-game.

After what happened on the mountain, the survivors didn't stay together as a group of friends. They split up to deal with their own traumas. Of course, some are still close to each other or keep in touch, but as a whole they are not one big found family.

Sam tries not to push anyone away. If they want to talk, call her, or meet up, she'll do it for them. But she never opens up about herself. What's in her head, stays in her head. And that's it. The only exception is Josh, who with light conversations manages to put her at ease and get her to share a little, but only when she's sure she won't overwhelm him.

Josh has not faced any legal charges. His father covered it all up. But he got the treatment he needed and got better after a while. It's a slow process taken one day at a time and the guilt still haunts him, but he has his life back and doesn't want to waste it.

Josh tried to reach out to his friends to try to make up for everything that happened, but most of them gave him the middle finger and moved on, except for Sam and Chris. Mike tried, but in the end they didn't get anything close to a friendship.

Matt and Emily broke up. Not much to say, the night made them realize that they are not compatible, even if they care about each other and have chemistry, it just isn't enough. A friendship didn't work either.

Emily doesn't want contact with any of those people anymore. Except maybe Sam, and only because she sided with her in the gun situation in the basement. So she'll call Sam and check in every now and then.

Mike and Jessica have had their ups and downs together as they deal with trauma. Breakups and reunions are common as they try to learn to be normal again after what happened. That night made all the difference in their relationship and they realized how much they care for each other and just don't want to give up on those feelings easily. They managed to be happy together despite everything.

Matt visits Jessica, not very often, but enough to be considered friends. They bond over the survival situation they endured and it's good to see each other once in a while.

Chris and Ashley started dating and got married not long after. They overcame the trauma together and still have contact with everyone in the group, but nothing too close. But Ashley can't bring herself to be around Josh anymore. So Chris just slowly ended up drifted away from him as well, becoming a friend that he might go out for a drink once every couple of months but nothing more.

Mike and Sam went out for drinks one night, but they couldn't bring themselves to talk about what happened on the mountain and they had nothing else in common to talk. So they ended up talking to the bartender about whatever sport was on TV, passionately rooting for two teams they didn't even know. It was fun, but it was one of those things that happens once and never again.

Sam and Josh's relationship is a real slowburn. Even though they have feelings for each other, there's just too much trauma involved. And they're afraid of hurting each other with their coping mechanism. It took a while to just be friends again and the next step is always complicated for them. But they are both willing to make it work. Because they are in love and are patient enough to wait for the right moment.

[yeah-alright-brill]

I have come to realise I have a definate type when it comes to ships:

Call it 'undiagnosed autistic malewife x bisexual girlboss who both have a dangerous job together that puts them in near-death situations.'

[143-iloveu]

Credit goes to the owner, @slave_girl_1004 I do not own this photo!

MDNI - Not all of my works are NSFW, but I do not want minors interacting with my blog just to be safe. All NSFW content will carry a Mature Community Label. Ageless and empty blogs will promptly be blocked.

Eternity

Idol!Chan X Idol!Reader

Tooth-rotting Fluff

Content Warnings - Teeny tiny make-out session, Chan calls reader princess (otherwise GN!Reader), reader stares at Chan's shirtless torso (can you blame them?)

Word Count - 2,040

Synopsis: You never imagined going on tour with your boyfriend and his bandmates would lead to this. Although, you wouldn't change it for the world.

A/N: This will be part of an 'Idol X Idol AU' series. Once I post the next part, I will create a master list with each part in the order they should be read. You can absolutely read this as a stand-alone though.

©️ Please don't repost or translate my works on other platforms.

Your recent collaboration with Stray Kids dropped nearly six months after you and their leader, Bang Chan (Chris to you), officially announced you were in a relationship. Chris had originally written the song as his gift to you for your fourth anniversary. He wanted to write a song that would help you feel closer to each other whenever the two of you are touring opposite sides of the globe. That same night, the two of you (and JYPE) released statements confirming your relationship. After four years together, you both felt that it was time to tell the world.

Chris begged you incessantly for weeks to sing it as a duet with him. He desperately wanted to hear your beautiful voice singing his lyrics.

“Hearing you bring the song to life could get me through my darkest days! Besides, only you and I will ever hear it.”

He didn’t realize it then, but that was a lie. Well… not a lie, exactly. He just changed his mind once he finished mixing it. When he let you hear the final cut, you knew immediately that you had to share this masterpiece with the world. You couldn’t even try to convince yourself to be so selfish.

“This should be on the next album!” you both said simultaneously.

“Only if you will sing it with me, though,” he adds, “No one else’s voice is acceptable!”

Fast forward six months, and your duet with Chris is the most popular song on the new Stray Kids album. Fans are giving rave reviews. Some are even saying that they love how much you and Chris love each other, labeling your relationship as ‘#GOALS.’ JYPE took notice, begging you to join Stray Kids on their next tour. They offered you the opportunity to ‘open’ for them in the way many Western artists do, performing some of your songs before the boys took the stage each night. In return, you were asked to perform your duet with him near the end of each show.

Tonight, you and the boys are performing in Sydney for the second night in a row. They gave the boys a few days off before the shows to visit with his and Felix’s families, but they still came to tonight’s show to support them. The pressure you put on yourself for this performance is nearly crushing. You get along with his family very well, but something about knowing they will be watching you perform with their son causes your anxiety to spike.

“Five minutes, Y/N!” the stage manager shouts.

You are nothing more than a pacing ball of nerves at this point. You’ve never been so nervous for a concert… not even in your early debut days.

“Two minutes!”

Just as they shout the warning, all eight men come running down from the stage. Chris quickly scans the room, searching for you. He smiles when his eyes land on you. You meet his gaze just before he’s yanking his shirt over his head, changing into the last outfit of the show. You can’t resist the urge to admire your boyfriend’s toned torso, the way his muscles contract with every movement momentarily relieves your anxieties. Mere seconds later, he’s pulling another shirt on and adjusting his mic, snapping you back to reality.

“You ready, princess?” he calls as he motions for you to join him.

You nod and step onto the rising platform. Chris is quick to intertwine his fingers with yours, squeezing lightly. Your worries melt away as he holds your gaze.

“I love you,” he says as the stage manager yells a ten-second warning.

“I love you, too.”

The platform rises, and the stage lights flood your vision. The crowd cheers as your silhouettes come into view, and the music begins to play as the two of you step into the spotlight. You look over to Chris, trying to keep your anxiety in check. He looks breathtaking under these lights. His beauty captivates you, just as it has for the entirety of this tour (and your relationship), drawing a smile on your face.

As Chris begins singing, you feel goosebumps rising on your skin. No matter how many times you hear or perform this song, it will always affect you. There is so much emotion in his voice. He’s looking at the crowd far less than usual, keeping his eyes fixed on you. It’s as if the whole world is standing still around you.

As you finish the song, he finally addresses the crowd.

“What did everyone think of the show tonight? Did you have a good time?”

Everyone cheers.

“You guys were absolutely amazing! The energy was intense!”

“I agree, Chan. They were phenomenal!” you chime in.

“Stay, what did you think of Y/S/N’s performance?”

The crowd erupts in cheers yet again. Stays have been so accepting of you and your relationship with their Bang Chan. Sure, some people didn’t take the news well, but most Stays have welcomed you with open arms.

“Me too, me too…” he begins, “It has been such a blessing and honor to share our stage with her. Thank you all for welcoming her so positively. It warms my heart to see your love for her.”

“Yes, thank you, Stay. Your love and support mean the world to me. I had so much fun with you all tonight. Good-”

“Actually, before we say goodnight…” Chris interrupts, cheeks red as a tomato, “I have one more thing I want to say.”

The crowd cheers for a moment before he gently asks them to quiet down.

“Y/F/N…”

Your eyes go wide. He never uses your real name on stage, not a single slip-up. He’s a professional through and through.

“The last four and a half years with you have been a dream. No one has ever understood or accepted me the way that you do. Having my members and Stay made my heart feel full, but then you came into my life, making it feel so full that it may burst.”

“Channie…”

He steps closer to you as he continues.

“Christ, I’m rambling… Sorry, I’m nervous,” he says with a shy giggle, mostly to the crowd.

You catch the other members making their way back onto the stage. They are grouped, standing at the rear of center stage. The crowd cheers until they each make a shushing gesture.

Once the crowd quiets again, he continues.

“What I am trying to say is that you are the most amazing and important person in my life. You are my best friend, my rock, and my home. You make me happier than I ever thought possible. You are irreplaceable, and I want to spend eternity with you. So, in front of my family, my members, and Stay…”

He bends down on his left knee, holding your hands in his. Felix jogs over, handing him a small blue box. When that box comes into view, your heart begins to race. Is this man proposing to you in front of all these people? He sure knows how to make a grand gesture!

The entire stadium erupts into a chorus of gasps before he holds the mic up to his lips again.

“Y/F/N, will you marry me?”

Your tears are flowing freely before he’s even finished his speech. He opens the box, revealing a stunning ring. It’s a modest princess-plus cut diamond nestled between two opals (his birthstone) and two of your birthstones. It’s beautiful! You are sobbing at this point. He clearly understands that you prefer to leave the flashy jewelry for the stage.

The crowd is screaming now, the floor vibrating from the intensity.

“Say yes, say yes!” they chant.

The boys are shushing them. The crowd takes a moment to respond, eventually quieting to just above a murmur.

You nod your head a few times. Suddenly, Seungmin’s voice comes over the speakers.

“What was that, Y/N?”

You lift your microphone, your hand shaking like a leaf.

“Yes,” your voice trembles, “of course I’ll marry you!”

His eyes light up before his toothy grin smushes them into the cutest little half-moons. Once he slides the ring onto your finger, he jumps to his feet and pulls you into a hug, spinning you around in excitement. You laugh at his cute antics. He places you back on the floor before pressing his lips to yours, kissing you deeply in front of 20,000+ people. Your heart is beating erratically, and you’re overjoyed. The boys are each screaming their congratulations and well wishes into their mics, clearly happy for their leader-hyung.

You were the first to pull away. If you hadn’t broken the kiss, there is a good chance that Chris would have stood there kissing you all night.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you, Christopher.”

The crowd is going wild. They’ve been screaming for nearly a full minute. The boys let them have a moment before attempting to reign in the energy. Once the crowd settles enough for the boys to be heard, the intro to #LoveSTAY begins playing. You know this is their encore, so you make your way off the stage.

You flop onto the couch in the group dressing area. Your body feels as if it is vibrating with excitement. You stare down at your left hand, the ring on your finger making your heart race all over again. You’ve known that you wanted to marry Chris since before your first anniversary, but you never imagined that he’d propose like this.

After the boys finish their performance, he comes to find you. When he catches sight of you smiling down at the ring on your finger, he feels an immense wave of pride wash over him. He’s the one who made you smile like that, and he is beyond thankful that he’s the one who gets to bring you so much happiness.

He walks up behind you, leaning down to press a kiss to your cheek.

“I can’t wait to wake up to that smile every single morning.”

“Channie!” you squeal happily.

You climb over the back of the couch, nearly jumping into his arms. He smooths your hair before kissing you passionately. You will never tire of the feeling of his soft lips pressed to yours, always leaving you breathless. He places one strong hand at the nape of your neck and the other on your waist, sending shivers down your spine. A moment later, he pokes his tongue out, silently asking for entry. You grant it, tongues in a slow battle for dominance. He easily takes control just as the rest of Stray Kids enter the room.

“Ew!” Hyunjin jokes.

Chris’ hand leaves your neck, raising a middle finger in the general direction of his grown-ass ‘children.’ You pull away before the boys can make any more comments. The pout your now fiancé wears is almost cute enough to draw you back in.

“While I am happy to sleep in my bed finally, I’m sad that the tour is over.” Jeongin sighs.

All of them nod in agreement.

“I had so much fun with you these last few months, Y/N.”

“Me too, Channie. I had a blast with all of you!”

“I never want to go on another tour without you,” he smiles as he pulls you into a hug.

The others groan in mock disgust at his affection toward you. They always act as if your public displays gross them out, but you know they are just being dramatic.

“Get in here, you dorks!” you shout as you wave them over.

You only have to ask once before all seven of them are bounding across the room. They shout happily before they squish you and Chris into the center of a giant, bouncy group hug. Your chest is pressed firmly against his, and he smiles apologetically. The boys have you two trapped in a too-tight embrace, but neither you nor Chris would want it any other way. Wrapped in the muscular arms of all eight members of Stray Kids, you know that you will never be lonely again.

“I love you boys so much!”

“We love you too!” they shout in unison.

A/N: Thank you, Elly, for prompting me to write a mushy Chan proposal with idol!Chan and idol!reader. Without your input, this fic wouldn't exist. Soft, mushy Chan deserves more recognition, and I'm here to ensure he gets it! I hope you love this as much as I do!

And thank you, Elly, for being my number one hype-woman! You are the only reason I was confident enough to start posting in the first place. You mean the world to me!

~Ashe 🦊🐺

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[rootsofdread]

Thinking of Ace, Ash, Chris, Wesker and Anna with a s/o survivor with the HEAVIEST plot armor possible, as if they're from looney tunes. They are just so lucky trials get straight up comedic instead of scary — killers trip over their legs somehow, bang their heads on the trees, miss the easiest shots possible etc etc, and reader is just standing over there like "😄"

Mayhaps they could just go around helping people, since there's barely anything to do apart from that !!

🦞 eatwell

Ace Visconti:

Ace seems to love having another person around that has the same amount of dumb, “unlucky” luck that he has, too. Finally, someone who can relate to falling face-first in a patch of bushes after jumping out of a window, which really hurts, but will get the killer off of you. Though, your kind of luck usually ends with stuff like that happening to someone else instead of yourself…but he has seen you take a few tumbles down the basement stairs, and is always amazed when you’re perfectly fine afterwards. He somehow tends to be on the receiving end of your luck, he’s been tripped over and run over by the killer quite a few times while they’ve been carrying you, making them immediately drop you. But even with luck like this, he loves spending trials with you, because you make every single one fun.

Ashley J. Williams:

Honestly, Ash loves having someone like you around in the fog. Even though anyone around you tends to get hurt for your benefit, he finds it funny to watch from afar. It’s like watching a cartoon play out in real life. A safe distance, where he’s safe from being tripped over or tackled by the killer when they’re supposed to be looking for you, because he already has pretty shit luck and bringing you into the equation never makes it any better. But he is also known for poor life choices, so he does end up making the mistake of hanging a little too close to you when he probably shouldn’t. He’s been hit by missed swings that were meant for you many more times than he’d ever care to admit. But he will admit, seeing the killer run into a tree branch while chasing you down makes up for it.

Chris Redfield:

If you know Chris, you know he’s a very no-nonsense sort of guy. He doesn’t necessarily approve of the antics that seem to follow you around, but he also knows there doesn’t seem to be much that you can do about it. Most of the time, he sits back and watches you from afar to make sure you don’t get hurt or get into trouble due to…whatever it is that you seem to have. The joke is on him whenever he believes he has to jump in and save you though, because most of the time it ends with him getting tackled into the dirt by the killer when they meant to jump on you. You can probably imagine the look on his face when he gets hauled away by the killer and you’re springing away without a scratch.

Anna / The Huntress:

To put it simply, Anna gets incredibly frustrated by how well you avoid everything she throws at you. Literally. Every time she tries to throw a hatchet at you, you lean down to pick a flower and it flies off, or someone calls your name so you move and she hits a tree instead, or you just so happen to trip over a tree root at just the right time so that she hits whoever you were traveling with instead of you. She doesn’t know how you do it. How you always seem to know whenever she’s aiming to hit you. She usually resolves to just leave you alone most of the time, but she knows at some point she has to try to hit you. At least you give her good target practice…

Albert Wesker / The Mastermind:

Wesker has to admit, he’d much rather study you than try to catch you. Trying to catch you usually doesn’t end well for him or anyone in the immediate vicinity. He can’t complain when someone else falls in his path at just the right moment as you move out of the way, but you are who he’s aiming for. He decides he just needs to plan around your shenanigans, which may seem impossible to others, with how unpredictable trials can go with you thrown into the mix, but he’s a scientist. His entire life has been carved from the unpredictable, and he’ll get to the bottom of what makes you you, even if he has to endure smacking into a few trees and falling out of windows to make that happen.

[rei-ismyname]

From The Ashes - Mystique

So, Mystique has her own book once more with issue #1 dropping on October 16th. Given the state of the Marvel world at the moment (or at least the X-books, everyone else seems focused elsewhere while mutants are being slaughtered and imprisoned... again) it really feels like Raven Darkholme's time to shine.

Looks cool but feels like something's missing

She hasn't had a solo book since 2004 - 20 years - and a lot has changed since then. She was quite the breakout character during the Krakoan age - she got her wife Destiny back, she found a sort of understanding with their son Nightcrawler (and we all learned the truth of the retcon in a pretty slick way), and perhaps most importantly we got a sense of her interiority. I'd be remiss in not mentioning Rogue, but they weren't really in each other's orbits until Fall of X. YMMV, but she became sympathetic for the first time ever. We got to see her interact with almost everyone as an uneasy ally while still being her bad bitch black ops self. Not friends, but on the same team with the overarching investment in keeping their shared home working. There was a foundation of connective tissue there right until the end.

Be Gay, Do Crime?

Alas, the wheel has turned again and Krakoa is no more. The connective tissue is gone. However, out of the three people she was closest to narratively - Destiny, Kurt and Rogue - the relationship I'm truly invested in seeing more of is her and Destiny. The book isn't called Mystique and Destiny, and she's not in any of the solicits or preview artwork, but surely they wouldn't do a Mystique book without her, would they?

My favourite sapphic terrorists

Yeah, I think they would tbh. Destiny is a very complex character to write and she was so entwined with Krakoa from the start in HoxPoX due to the nature of her gift - seeing possible futures. As the narrative pulls away from Krakoa, as we look for those pieces of connective tissue, as character growth is left by the wayside or undone, the world and stories are getting much smaller. Destiny had reached the promised land and her gift was focused on survival - of the married couple and Krakoa itself. I'm just not sure where she'd fit in a From The Ashes world.

Such a strong partnership too - Sherlock Holmes and Irene Adler.

The elephant in the room is that the pair are very popular and I'm pretty sure the Mystique-buying demographic would have something to say about Destiny being absent. I'm thinking the Magneto treatment is likely, some contrived way of keeping her in the margins of the run or even depowering her. We know Mystique is going to be more of a face than she's been in the past, 'protecting mutants.' That is a good thing as her motivations were often baffling pre-2019. Her behaviour was often handwaved with 'craziness' which is not good for any character, especially a woman.

Destiny in her distinctive mask is visible in this header, although...

This was somewhat explained in Fall of X that Xavier's (consensual) memory tampering knocked something loose, for lack of a better term. I'm hoping the growth we saw sticks, and I don't think that's unrealistic, it's the rest of it. What prompted me writing this was the AIPT review of the first issue. It all sounds exciting but the only other character mentioned is Nick Fury, nothing on Destiny. Any reviewer worth their salt should have a sense of expectations, and the absence feels meaningful.

Obviously this is all speculation, which is fun, though I'm not going off nothing here. I'm trying to be mindful of being the 'Krakoa was the best and this shit sucks' person, but Krakoa WAS the best and I really don't want From The Ashes to suck. I don't have any control over that, though I do have control over my expectations.

Bling! knows what's up, leaning on the fourth wall.

The last thing I think needs consideration is that the couple got the Wedding Special very recently. It was pretty good, though I thought the best parts were the Claremont interview and Anole's ongoing protest. But it was popular!

Mystique would LOVE that. Bisexual Menace for life.

He ended up putting it on a t-shirt. I need one!

As fun as it was and as much hype it got at the time, remember that it was a Pride Month thing. Ever the rainbow capitalists, Marvel picked a winning focus but I don't think they'd have done outside of Pride Month. Sadly, that might apply to their relationship as well. I think it would be a miscalculation, but the signs point to it being a solo book. As I often say in my doomsaying posts, we shall see and I hope I'm wrong.

They're just too iconic and work so well together. Don't get me wrong, good writing can make anything work. Aside from my ongoing mourning of Krakoa, WLW rep is important and for all their faults they deserve love like everyone else. Maybe a Sisterhood of Evil Morally Ambiguous Mutants is on the cards?

[lom-fan-1973]

Ashes to Ashes - S1, E2 - The Happy Day

[j0rgens64pc]

Ship tier list, I ate down.

[juneebuug]

wait why do i LOVE this concept? like imagine knight/guard chris or matt and like reader princess like that’s lowk fire….

[wwprice1]

Jubilee by Chris Samnee!

[itzpookiepooh]

Revenge alt 2

Summary: It’s been a year since that night and now the plan is set in motion.

*Do not copy my work*

It’s been a year since that fated night. You could still hear the shrieks of that creature. It haunted you every night you closed your eyes. The look of it even startled you. It’s body thin with its bones showing through. It’s skin taut against its bones. It’s milky white eyes and razor sharp claws. All of it was etched into your brain. They did this to you. You still felt the burning anger you did a year ago.

They didn’t care if you guys made it back to the lodge. Sam did though she stayed up and waited for you guys. The gesture was sweet but it wasn’t enough to wash away what you were feeling. Harmless prank my ass is all you could think when they brought it up. At first no one said a word about it considering Hannah ran away crying.

What if you all hadn’t returned? Would they look for you? Would they even care? Would they still say you guys overreacted? You wouldn’t know because you did survive and now it was time to give them a taste of their own medicine.

“Everything seems ready.” Hannah sighed standing up, brushing her jeans off.

“Projector?” Beth asked making Hannah nod.

This plan was so intricately put together. There was no way it wouldn’t work. Teach them something about friendship and loyalty. You’d traumatize them just as they did you. Your work was so well put together.

“We got this. They’ll be here soon.” You remind them as you all hugged each other. Hannah held you both tighter than you both did to her.

“No matter what happens I love you guys. We’re going to get them back.” Hannah says her tone tender with genuine love.

That night everyone arrived one by one. The plan was ready to be set in place. You took a deep breath at the patio looking out into the woods. The sun setting and the creature was dead however who knows what else is out there. Beth opens the door and smiles softly at you before nodding her head towards the inside of the house.

“It’s time.” She whispered making you smile almost giddy with the thought of revenge. There was no backing out. That night etched into your minds and nothing else could have fueled your anger than surviving that night.

You wished you could find that man that helped you all. If he weren’t there your bodies would be at the bottom of that cliff waiting to be found. You shudder at the gruesome reality that would have been. You walk in and the first person to arrive was Ashley. You almost glared at her but you had to keep your composure. The slightest falter of your facade would blow this thing sky high.

“It’s great to be back.” She smiles at you three and as if on cue you all turn your personalities on and agree.

“Yeah it always is.” You add sitting on the couch. Ashley sits next to you nodding.

“It’s like something’s new.” She adds. Beth quickly glances at you unbeknownst to Ashley.

“Yeah it’s a new year after all.” Hannah says, the sinister underlying meaning not slipping past you.

Hour after hour more of your “friends” pour in. None of them the wiser. When Josh strolls in it satiates your anger. Hopefully you would be able to protect him most of all. Keeping Sam and Chris away would be hard especially with Chris always being attached to Ashley. It gave you a migraine even thinking about it.

The group reminisces about last year and how dramatically Hannah ran out of the lodge. They reenacted how she ran away crying with no sympathy. How could anyone blame them they didn’t see what you saw. The creature ready to rip all of you to shreds. Hunting you like prey not a care for what life you’d leave behind. This set the tone for all of you as you glance at each other playing your roles proudly.

Now you wait as time ticks and the sun sets.

As the night settles in, the night of horrors begins.

I didn’t wanna make it too long so enjoy!

Divider: @enchanthings

[yeah-alright-brill]

😳 What if we kissed 😳👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 in the cosmic simulation 👉👈 and we were both the lost souls of dead cops? 👫😳☺️

[143-iloveu]

Credit goes to the owner, @slave_girl_1004 I do not own this photo!

MDNI - Not all of my works are NSFW, but I do not want minors interacting with my blog just to be safe. All NSFW content will carry a Mature Community Label. Ageless and empty blogs will promptly be blocked.

Coming Soon - 05/01/2024 12pm EST

Eternity

Idol!Chan X Idol!Reader

Tooth-rotting Fluff

Content Warnings - Teeny tiny make-out session, Chan calls reader princess (otherwise GN!Reader), reader stares at Chan's shirtless torso (can you blame them?)

Word Count - 2,040

Synopsis: You never imagined going on tour with your boyfriend and his bandmates would lead to this. Although, you wouldn't change it for the world.

1st A/N: This will be part of an 'Idol X Idol AU' series. Once I post the next part, I will create a master list with each part in the order they should be read. You can absolutely read this as a stand-alone though.

2nd A/N: Thank you, Elly, for prompting me to write a mushy Chan proposal with idol!Chan and idol!reader. Without your input, this fic wouldn't exist. Soft, mushy Chan deserves more recognition, and I'm here to ensure he gets it! It took me a few days to flesh this out, but I am super proud of how it turned out. It's been sitting in my finished works folder for FAR too long (nearly as long as Constellations). I can't wait for you to read it!

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