#elom Kuwonu

[prettymuchogs]

some ‘stans’ are so fucking disgusting and toxic, i don’t know how you can call yourself a fan and then go bodyshame that same person you stan. you shouldn’t bodyshame, ever, PERIOD! you’re making someone insecure about their body and that’s some fucked up.

[prettymuchczak-blog]

OOO WHO GAVE THE BOY THE RIGHT TO - SKSKSKS 👀

[zionporters]

PRETTYMUCH NOT THE ALBUM: A EP!

1.) he cheated! - written by edwin honoret, edited by fiffany luu - the only solo austin will get that’s over 30 seconds.

2.) tpyos! - written and editied by zion kuwonu and brandon arreaga

3.) we be fucking- written by YTTREPCHUM, edited by elom kuwonu 

4.) i don’t eat ass- written by zion kuwonu, edited by nick mara

5.) lol what’s social media? - written by nick mara and austin porter edited by edwin honoret

6.) i own the same black jeans! - written by brandon arreaga, edited by nick mara 

7.) i’m better than them all - written and edited by kobe

8.) i should of said no - written by simon cowell, edited by why don’t we

[zionkuwonubae]

Sweeter than Honey (Summer on You is Coming Out)

[prettymuch2016]

Bro elom throwing some hands over here💀😂

[asapkuwonu]

zion can highkey give me besitos rn or imma go to elom in a quick second... so think about it zion

[prettyxmuch]

Tired Austin ft. Elom

[mindofkaylee]

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the kuwonu siblings are THE finest siblings 🥵🥵

[prettymuchogs]

coachella edwin

[theprettywaaaaay]

okay imma need one of y’all motherfuckers to accidentally leak something soon the boys will never know it’s you

[bestbeanz]

MY BABIES

[zionkuwonubae]

Look at Elom ✨❤️

[nightsonights]

sleeve- z.k.

masterlist

summary: zion gets his sleeve and doesn’t forget about you ;)

warnings: the slightest smut, absolute fluff

authors note: i’m back! feels like i haven’t posted in forever. remember, my inbox is open to requests (might take me a little bit to write them but regardless). enjoy!

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i sat in hypnotic daze at the squint inducing LED display of the TV. my manicured hand reached into the polymer bag to retrieve another corn-baked snack.

the credits quickly rolled from the current episode of grey’s anatomy; netflix inquiring of my current engagement. my hand retreated in disappointment as it gave up its search through the empty reminiscence of cheese dust and polypropylene.

i reached for the remote when i caught sight of the orange dust that had seeped into the creases of my fingerprint. i mentally scolding myself at the pigsty state i had afflicted upon myself.

the cheese dust fingers. the wrappers hang daintily on the foggy glass of the coffee table. the unconscious awareness of elapsed time watching Netflix.

deciding enough was enough, i lifted my weight from the plump cushions of my couch and carried myself to the kitchen sink.

i towered over the silver faucets lining the sink and switched them on in opposite positions. i laundered my hands with the fruity soap nearby, rubbing over the small tattoos lining the length of my fingers.

i smiled to myself as i recalled the mocking tone of zion on the topic of tattoos earlier that morning.

~~~

/“mY fInGeRs taTs lOok dOpe”/

“stop! they slap bro!” i protested, playfully hitting his bicep.

“tHey SLaP brO.” zion threw his head back as he giggled at his playful derisive.

“you’re so annoying”

“i’m just joking witchu. i think your tattoos are... okay” he sided, shrugging his shoulders in comprise-able comprehension.

i let out a short scoff at his lack of impression. “you’re one to talk, flower boy” i teased, referring to the tattooed rose that stood out on the bare of zion’s forearm.

“okay talk your shit now but when i get my sleeve, it’s gonna be hard,” he rubbed his biceps in a boastful manner, “harder than your little finger tats.”

~~~

i washed over the palms of my hands once more before letting the transparent liquid seep through the slips between my fingers. the orange artificial cheese hugged the drops of water and together they slithered down the drain.

i quickly retreated to the living room with clean hands and the full intention to continue my sinful Netflix marathon.

as i plopped onto the faux fur decorative throw blanket that lined the couch, the house alarm indicated that someone had entered.

“kaliyah?” zion called out, his voice vibrating throughout the empty spaces of the house.

“i’m in the living room!”

within a few silent footsteps, zion towered over the loose-cushion back of the couch. his large palms fell to the board of my shoulders; massaging his fingertips into the slips of my scapula.

i melted into his touch, reaching to direct his hands to my most pained areas. i let out a sigh as his hands left my shoulder blades; leaning down to plant a small peck on the soft of my cheek.

“hey baby. how was your day?” he inquired.

“it was good, just catching up on grey’s” i replied, tilting my head up admirably at my boyfriend.

my eyes traced venerably over his attractive features. the curtain of platinum blond locs that hung over his dark, passionate eyes. the loose fitting graphic tee that lightly brushed against his muscle structure.

my examination travelled to his arms, my breath suddenly hitching in my throat at the recognition of the plastic wrap encasing his arm.

“um, z? what’s going on with your arm?” i inquired; eyebrow furrowed as i studied the series of cartoon characters dotting his upper and lower limb.

“oh this? i went to get some ink after work” he acknowledged, glancing down at the fresh puncture of pigment.

“some ink? z, it’s your whole arm. come here, let me see” i urged, patting the spot on the couch next to me.

zion circled around the arm of the long upholstered seating place, plopping down onto the cushion. i gently extended his arm, examining the intricate piercings of the fictional personas.

“it’s just an outline. i have to go back for some shading this week” zion protested, watching nervously as i took in the intricacy of the fictional artistry.

“why didn’t you tell me?” i inquired, my bottom lip sticking out in a pout.

“why? do you not like it?”

i glanced up into his doubtful eyes. “yeah, it’s dope. for a nintendo colouring book.”

i let out a series of unrestricted giggles as zion rolled his eyes dismissively. he sheepishly bit the inside of his cheek; attempting to suppress the laugh threatening to slip past his lips.

“haha good one,” he passively brushed off,” but seriously, do you think it’s okay?”

“yeah baby, it’s hot. id fuck you”i shrugged.

“you’d fuck me huh?” zion challenged.

his large hands groped the soft of my thighs; fingers lightly dancing along the bare of my inner thigh.

“hmm” i hummed, catching onto his salacious proposal and holstering my leg over his pelvis.

zion hooked his finger underneath my chin and slowly reeled my lips onto his fleshy embodiment of love. the kiss left me lightheaded at its simplicity; zion teeth tugging at my bottom lip as he pulled away.

his lips parted to form a sentence but i quickly reunited our moment of fervent inclination. the tension from whatever he needed to say disintegrated as i shifted closer to him; deepening the kiss.

his body hitched forward; lips trying to mirror the hunger found in mine. i gently placed my hands on his chest, signalling him to stop.

“we should go to the room” i suggested, thinking about the tedious work a cum stain would leave on the couch.

i excitedly lifted myself from his lap, reaching for the remote to turn off the tv.

“kaliyah, hold on” zion pleaded, reaching toward to catch my wrist.

“what? i mean, we could do it on the floor but i mean the bed would be more comforta-“

“no, it’s not that” zion interrupted, half smiling at my enthusiasm.

“then what’s wrong?” i inquired.

“i have something to show you” he voiced, ushering me to have a seat.

“okay?” i giggled cautiously at zion’s sudden serious tone.

“don’t be mad at me okay?” zion preferenced, his smile nervously twitching.

zion proceeded to tilt his head, folding the flexible cartilage encasing his external ear. squished between the petroleum jelly and plastic rap stood a nonchalant K.

i lightly traced its swollen properties, brow furrowed at its insignificance. “this is cute.”

zion whipped around to face me, frantically batting his lashes at me in astonishment.

“just cute?” he clarified.

“yeah, i think it’s a cute family tat. kekleli and elom should get one. make it a sibling thing” i suggested innocently.

zion let out a breathy chuckle as he shook his head at my ignorance.

“what? isn’t it just your last name? k for kuwonu” i puzzled as he continued to find the situation amusing.

“that’s a good coverup but i didn’t get this as a family tattoo. i got it for you” zion declared.

i abruptly let out a sharp gasp; clasping my shaking hand over the wide of my mouth. i stared at zion in complete incredulity.

his eyes sparkled with excitement as the corners of his mouth contagiously remained upwards.

“z, you didn’t have to do this” i breathed, misty tendencies forming in my eyes.

“i know, i wanted to do this” zion paused to massage away the lone tears painting my cheeks, “you mean everything to me.”

“you’re amazing z. this is beautiful. thank you. i love you” i cooed, pressing my lips against his.

“you’re welcome baby. i love you too” zion replied as we both feel back onto the couch; eager to reel in the benefits of our love.

[cals-sunflower]

Why didn’t you just tell me? (Austin Porter)

Summary: The reader is Zion’s sister who’s in a secret relationship with Austin. Only Kékéli knows about their relationship.

A/n: Hey this kinda my first time but I hope you enjoy! (Sorry if it’s crappy)

The sun was bright that morning and Y/n was happy to wake up to her lover next to her. But she had to sneak back to her room before any of the boys came in or woke up. She tried to remove Austin’s arms from around my waist. Austin felt her movements and pulled her closer.

“Mm good morning beautiful,” He said while kissing her neck gently as if she was the most precious thing in the world. This made Y/n smile, she enjoyed her mornings with Austin.

“Good morning babe, I’m sorry to let this moment end but I gotta go back to my room before Zion and the boys wake up,” she stated. Austin let her waist go and kissed her shoulder.

“I love you, see you in a few minutes?” He questioned already knowing the answer to his question. She nodded her head quickly.

“And I love you. Of course, Austin that was a dumb question,” she laughed. Austin just grinned at her.

Y/n’s pov

I kissed Austin’s forehead before quickly moving out the door. I turn and see Brandon and Nick walking out of their room.

“Good morning Brandon and Nick. Anything you want for breakfast?” I chuckled nervously as I’ve been caught walking out of my boyfriend’s room.

“Why were you in Austin’s room? Did you two sleep together?” Nick questioned me. I just stood there not knowing what to say. Do I tell the truth or keep hiding it?

“Umm yeah, I asked Austin if I could sleep in his room because I had a bad dream last night,” I said happy that I was able to come up with an excuse.

“Aw, sorry to hear that sis,” Brandon frowned at me. I smiled knowing that Brandon and the rest of the boys really cared about me and my well being.

“Breakfast anyone?” I said loud enough for the rest to hear. Then Edwin, Austin and Zion’s door flew open.

“I heard breakfast. What are you gonna make?” Zion said.

“I don’t know, what do you want?” I asked. They got in a circle and talked it out.

“We decided on pancakes, eggs and bacon,” Stated Austin. I smiled and walked down to the kitchen to begin my cooking. The boys followed and sat in the living room, besides Austin he came with me.

“Nice save mamas,” Austin said. He hugged me from behind and I leaned into his warm touch.

~~Time skip~~

We finished our breakfast which might I say was hella good. Being that I did make it. Lord knows that these boys would set the house on fire except Edwin. I heard my phone ringing as I was washing the dishes.

“Umm Zion, go get that for me,” I said. He rolled his eyes and got my phone out the room. It was Elom who was trying to call on FaceTime.

End of Pov

Elom: Wassupp.

Y/n: Hey e , how’s everything?

Elom: Good, I was just bored and tired of playing on the Xbox.

Y/n: Where’s Kékéli ?

Elom: She’s right here *hands the phone to her*

Kékéli: Y/nnn.

Y/n: My favorite Kuwonu sibling.

Elom: You deadass gonna say that and I’m right here?

Zion: I felt that Elom.

Elom: Zion nobody was talking to yo ass.

Zion: Man, shut up.

Kékéli: Y’all are annoying, anyways... Y/n how things going with Austin?

Zion: Y/n, this is what we’re doing now?*He walks away*

Kékéli: Oh damn, I didn’t know you didn’t tell them yet. Sorry babes.

Y/n: It’s okay kéli , it was an accident.

Elom: Deal with that. Call us later, love you.

Y/n: Love you too !

She hangs up the phone to see all the boys expect for Austin wide eyed.

“Wow, I kinda saw that coming,” Edwin said.

“Ed, don’t get into the sibling fight. It’s won’t end well for you,” Brandon said. Edwin nodded understanding what he meant.

“Please don’t start. I’m gonna find Zion,” Y/n said walking off to find her upset brother.

Zion’s Pov

I can’t believe she didn’t tell me. I don’t have a problem with it as long as he actually cares for her and not just her body. I could hear the door being opened. Her small foot steps toward me were quiet.

“Z, I’m so sorry,” she said. I looked at her deciding on what to say and how to address this the right way.

“How long have you been together?” I questioned her. She looked away from my eyes.

“4 months now,” she nodded. I really can believe I didn’t see it all along.

“You know I don’t care, right? I just want you to be happy and if being with Austin makes you then go for it” I said. She jumps and attacks me with a hug crying.

“I’m so sorry for not telling you sooner” she mumbled. I wrap my arms around her neck hugging her back.

“Why didn’t you tell me tho?” I questioned.

“I was afraid you’d make us break up,” she said truthfully and pulled away from our hug.

“I could never do that to you. I love you too much to get in the way of your happiness,” I said. She smiled.

“Thank you Z , I love your headass self too !” She laughed. We walked back inside to everyone just really quiet.

End of Pov

“Was y’all listening to our conversation?” Y/n questioned.

“Maybe we were, maybe not,” Nick said. Y/n rolled her eyes already knowing they nosy asses were listening.

“I don’t care that you’re dating my sister. All I ask is that you take care of her and make sure she’s happy,” Zion said while walking over to Austin and hugging him. They pulled away from the hug after about a good ten seconds. Y/n clapped and walked up to Austin.

“Finally I can do this,” she said while grabbing him and kissing him softly.

“And this is where I leave” Zion said. She pulled away from the kiss and they all laughed. Austin was happy at the fact he could finally have her wrapped up in his arms while worrying about being caught.

A/n: Once again I hope you enjoyed reading this. If you have any requests send them my way!

[nickuwonu-blog]

(dream anon) DO IT!!!11!!!! i Dare YOU

“…but you said you liked the name miles, didn’t you?” you questioned your fiancé as you walked into your empty home, carrying your sleeping newborn son in his car seat.

zion shut the front door behind him as quietly as possible, “i do like the name miles but…doesn’t he look like his name should be elom?” you didn’t get upset zion was so fond of his brother to the point where he wanted to name his first born son after him, but it did get annoying at times.

“his name is literally ‘miles elom kuwonu’ and you’d rather his name be ‘elom miles kuwonu’?” you questioned him softly as you gently picked up miles from his car seat; being careful not to wake him up.

“actually, it’d be nice if he was ‘elom zion kuwonu’.” zion replied jokingly while helping you lift miles as safely as possible. you smiled in reply before a sharp pain struck right in your back, causing you to wince slightly.

“you okay?” zion asked, a look of concern washing across his face.

you nodded, “miles was the only good thing to come out of the nine months of suffering.” you began to make your way upstairs with zion only inches behind you.

he scoffed, “not true, your ass got bigger.” you didn’t need to turn around to know zion was already smirking to himself as you made your way to the second floor.

“don’t say ‘ass’ around our child.” you silently scolded zion once you made it to your shared bedroom.

“damn, we made a baby. a whole human.” zion sounded proud once those words left his mouth, and he had every right to be, the two of you had made a beautiful child together and were extremely proud of him already.

“i know!” you whispered-yelled to zion as you held up a hand for a high-five. before miles was born, zion and you promised you wouldn’t be uptight parents and would keep everything as fun and non-stressful as possible. it was the little things like this that kept the both of you happy and would keep the mood of your family overall pleasant and calming.

returning the high-five, zion helped to set your sleeping son down in his crib before throwing himself down on your king-sized bed. following his actions, you laid next to him and sat in silence for a moment, giving you time to admire the glistening engagement ring that sat upon your finger.

“oh, austin and tiff– fiff– ugh,” zion put his hand on his forehead as he tried to remember the woman’s name; he knew austin had told him before, he just couldn’t remember.

“austin and his lady wanna stop by tomorrow.” he turned to face you in the bed before moing loose strands of hair from your face.

“isn’t your mom stopping by, too?” you asked, trying to stay awake. the past couple days were extremely tiring, and all you wanted to do was sleep. but, you couldn’t blame zion for wanting to talk so much. it was a new chapter of his life, and he was more than happy to be spending it with you.

“yeah, but sh–,” his words were cut short by your now awake (and fussing) son in his crib. you sat up and started to get out of bed before zion stopped you; telling you to lay back down and that he’d go get miles before carefully slipping out of bed and returning moments later with your son swaddled in his arms.

“you should get some sleep.” zion spoke after finally calming the fussing boy, leaving you silently confused. 

“weren’t you just talking?” you looked up to zion who had miles now laying on his chest.

“yeah, but you’re tired, so you should sleep. nothing really seems as important to talk about as you and,” zion gestured to miles, “him are, anyway. i could seriously go on for, uh, miles about how lucky i am.” he smiled to himself, successfully using his own son’s name to make a joke.

being too tired to even reply, your eyes began to slowly shut as you felt your fiancé’s soft lips plant on your forehead before whispering, “i love you.”

but you were already asleep.

if i was an asshole, i would ended this imagine w your mom waking you up LOL

[mindofkaylee]

DAMN THIS LIL NIGGA HIGH AS THE FUCKING SKY SKSKSKSKSK💀😂