#he's so silly guyssss

[f1nnderace]

bleh 😛

[strangerinalostworld]

jesus christ those british guys can put on a SHOW

[stickylous]

heyyy.... I really like that lou guy sooo here he is (i need to draw him more often again!!)

[honnelander]

go fish! part 2

guyssss i did NOT expect this little series to blow up. y'all are amazing! i'm turning into a Sanji writing blog and am i mad about it? no lmao i received a couple of requests and i'll work on them as soon as i can. i'm really in the zone rn so i'll ride this wave as long as i can. if you want to be a part of the taglist for whenever i post new Sanji content, lmk. i hope you enjoy!

WARNINGS: none

word count: 2.8k

pairing: opla!sanji x fem!reader

summary: after being humiliated by Usopp earlier, reader stays in her room to decompress. however, she gets a visitor.

prequel part 1 part 3 part 4 masterlist

taglist: @smolracoon25 @mischiefmanaged71 @jovialcat123

Mortified. That’s how you felt. Still. 

Ever since you ‘forfeited’ from finishing your Go Fish card game with Usopp a couple of hours ago, you had taken your glass of water that Sanji had poured for you and boarded up in your shared room with Nami, refusing to come out due to “heat exhaustion”. 

Poor Luffy, ever the golden hearted captain, was immediately worried for your wellbeing as soon as he heard that but after multiple reassurances from you and getting up off of your hammock multiple times to prove you were in fact, just fine, he relented from wanting to stop by the nearest island so he could find a doctor for you. Usopp had managed to convince him as well that all you needed was some water, alone time, and that you would be fine by dinnertime. 

You rubbed your eyes as you let out a sigh, vowing to yourself that the next time you wanted some time by yourself, you should just take a bath or something, since any other excuse would cause someone on the crew (Luffy) to lose their mind at the thought of someone not feeling well. 

You readjusted yourself, sitting more upright, as you downed the last of your water, it being warm by this point since it had been poured by Sanji hours ago. 

Sanji. Ugh.  

Your heart fluttered once again at the mere thought of him, but that flutter was immediately replaced by a wave of crashing embarrassment at the thought of the afternoon’s sequence of events. What had happened earlier wasn’t even anything that groundbreaking or special, but to you? It was everything. It wasn’t common practice in your life for the object of your affections to be so kind towards you, so thoughtful, to read and anticipate your needs before you even knew they were even there. But Sanji? He was all of that and more. And you didn’t even know him for that long! You’ve all been a part of the straw-hat crew for 5 months at this point and it felt silly to admit to yourself that you had developed a crush on one of your crewmates in that short amount of time. 

And having feelings for your crewmate? Someone who you literally couldn’t get away from since you all were trapped on a ship together (not that you would ever want to be away from him or anyone else for that matter, besides Usopp, but still), it felt morally wrong. You guys were all a team. Sure, you all were off to sail around the world and chase dreams, but achieving all of that required teamwork and trust, and that was hard to do if two of those people were caught up with matters of the heart every hour of every day. 

Like, what if things didn’t work out in the end? Would you really want to put the crew’s dynamic at stake just because you thought the blonde guy was cute? No, you wouldn’t. It would be selfish so you would never dare to put yourself or Sanji in that position. No matter how much you liked him. 

So as much as it pained you, you could never tell Sanji how you feel. You would never cross that line of being a ‘professional pirate’ into something more, like a pirate wife. Or a pirate chef’s wife. 

It definitely didn’t help that freaking Usopp of all people on the crew knew about your affections for Sanji. Ugh, you groaned. He was the absolute worst person to know about it too. Why did he have to figure it out? Why did he have to be the one that had put two and two together to equal four? That your random bouts of awkwardness and shyness plus ‘heart eyes’ and blushes whenever Sanji was around equaled to you having a forbidden crush on the crew’s chef? It was embarrassing. And complicated.  

He loved to stir the pot too, so whenever he could tease you for it when you both were alone or in front of a clueless Sanji, he would. You remembered the kiss he had shared with Kayla back when the straw-hats had acquired the Going Merry, so you definitely jabbed him right back when you had had enough, since part of you felt guilty for it since Kayla was thousands of miles away and Sanji lived on this ship with you. Your situations were slightly similar but completely different.  

Also, completely different in the way that him and Kayla were basically dating at this point, albeit long distance, and had shared a kiss while you could barely sustain eye contact that lasted more than 5 seconds with Sanji. 

You were hopeless. 

“Knock, knock,” a familiar accented voice came through the closed door. “Y/n? Are you awake?” 

"Sanji?” you blurted out in complete surprise.  

Shit. You weren’t mentally prepared to see him just yet. At all. You were still replaying the interaction you both had earlier in your head, your overthinking mind going over every minute detail to figure out if Usopp’s careless teasing had given away your affections.  

Usopp, you mentally ground out. You were going to kill him. Sanji had never stopped by your room before so what on earth was he doing here now?  

Suddenly, a thought struck you like a bolt of lightning and made your stomach drop fifty miles below sea level: if Sanji had specifically stopped by your room just to gently let you down, that no, in fact he did not feel the same way about you, that he only thought of you as a member of the crew and nothing more....then yeah, you were definitely going to kill Usopp and throw him overboard. 

Before you could mentally plot out more details on Usopp's murder, the door opened and the straw-hat chef’s blonde head appeared. His eyes quickly scanned Nami’s empty hammock on the room’s left side before turning his head to the right, his blue eyes immediately finding your surprised ones, a (relieved?) smile lighting up his face at the sight of you. 

“So, I take it you’re awake?” Sanji asked in a light, teasing tone but not making an effort to move himself away from the doorway. 

“Uh, y-eah,” you stuttered out in surprise as you just stared at him dumbfounded. You still couldn’t figure out why he was here. 

Sanji continued to lock eyes with you, making your cheeks flush the longer you both stared at each other, and your palms sweat as the silence stretched on, making the tension in the air become thicker by the second. He blinked, his eyes darting to the side in confusion, raising an eyebrow as he asked, “May I come in?” 

“OH! Yes, of course- sorry,” you stuttered as you waved him inside, sitting up in your hammock and mentally face palmed yourself. Of course, Sanji was waiting on you to invite him inside. Like always, he was acting like a true gentleman. “Please, come in. Have a seat. Sorry, that was rude of me. Make yourself at home.” 

Sanji stood up to his full height and walked into your room with an easy smile and a small laugh, closing the door behind him. “Ah, don’t ever apologize y/n. You could never be rude to me,” Sanji rebuttalled and waved off your apology as he looked around and took in your very plain and basic shared room with Nami.  

Your room, or side of the room more specifically, wasn’t much to brag about considering you really didn’t have much to your name but for now, it was home to you. Your side consisted of your hammock, a wooden barrel next to it to act as a makeshift nightstand that housed your only book, a journal, and a lamp, along with an empty wooden crate to act as a makeshift seat and another to hold some of your other clothes and small travel bag. Nami’s side was similar to yours but had a touch more personality as she hung up some maps she found at various markets and drew up herself on her wall. 

You swallowed, suddenly feeling a tad self-conscious about the lack of things in your room considering your current guest was dressed, as usual, to the nines in his signature black suit and blue and white striped shirt complete with a skinny black tie. “Sorry for the sad state of my room-” 

“Sad?” Sanji stopped admiring your room and snapped his gaze to look at you. His eyebrows pulled together as another confused smile adorned his features. “Why would you say that? Your room isn’t sad, I like it. It’s a reflection of you,” his next words came out softer, “and I think that’s beautiful.” 

You could feel heat crawling up your neck at his words as you busied yourself with placing the empty glass in your hand on your barrel nightstand. There was no way Sanji was calling you beautiful, he was just commenting on your room. With Nami. On your shared room that owed any ounce of ‘personality’ to the ship’s navigator because it was obvious you literally brought nothing special to this room whatsoever.  

You stopped yourself from spiraling into ‘I don’t bring anything special to the straw-hats, I don’t know why they keep me around’ thoughts because now wasn’t the time to think about any of that. Those dark thoughts were reserved when you couldn’t sleep in the middle of the night.  

As you placed the glass on the nightstand, you asked, “So, what brings you all the way to my room? Aren’t you usually prepping for dinner around this time?” 

Sanji’s eyes followed your hand and lit up when he saw the sole book on your nightstand. “Oh, a book? I didn’t know you liked to read.” His megawatt smile lit up a couple of notches as his eyes sparkled, he looked like he had just learned one of the universe’s greatest mysteries as he took a seat near you on an empty crate. “What book is that?” 

“Oh, that?” You mentally deflated at the fact you now had to tell Sanji about your favorite book, “It’s Pride and Prejudice.”  

You weren’t ashamed of having that book specifically, you loved it and it was your favorite book of all time, you had lost count at how many times you had read it at this point, but it was the fact that you now had to share this part of yourself with the guy you fancied. Guys normally scoffed and turned their nose up at romance book and romantic things, so you were bracing for Sanji to scoff and laugh at you like all the other guys did (like even Zoro and Usopp did when they first saw you reading it) but it never came. 

Instead, Sanji’s smile remained bright. “Ah, so you’re a lover of classic romances? Pride and Prejudice? Romeo and Juliet?” 

Immediately, you smiled, finding yourself instantly comfortable suddenly whenever you got to talk about one of your favorite things. “Absolutely. I don’t think there’s a problem big enough out there that love can’t solve. Family backgrounds? Wealth and status? At the end of the day, none of that stuff matters. What matters is if two people love each other.” 

Sanji stayed quiet for a moment, looking into your eyes with a twinkle of an emotion that you couldn’t decipher. It made your heart skip a beat. “Yeah,” he agreed quietly, never breaking eye contact. “I agree.” 

You swallowed. “You like this stuff too? Have you read Pride and Prejudice?” 

Sanji blinked and that indescribable emotion he had in his eyes was gone. His smile remained, however, and became sheepish as he held up his hands, “Ah ok, you caught me. I’ve never read the full thing, but I know the main parts of the story. My favorite part that I did read though, was the first dinner with Mr. Collins and he complimented the Bennets on their ‘excellent boiled potatoes’.” 

You couldn’t help but laugh at that, shaking your head slightly as you teased, “I should’ve known that the chef of the Going Merry’s favorite part of the book is when food is discussed!” 

The blonde cook held his hands up again with a good-natured laugh, “Ah, you got me!” His face softened as he asked, “What about you?" He nodded towards the book. "What’s your favorite part?” 

You paused for a second as you mulled the question over. “Well, I'm not sure if you know about this part since you never read the book...” 

“Try me,” he encouraged softly. 

Your face turned to the side, your eyes looking at the wooden wall to your right, unable to bring yourself to look at Sanji as you told him your favorite part of your favorite book. You took a deep breath to steady yourself and calm your nerves, your voice becoming quiet as you told him, “My favorite part is...when Mr. Darcy barges in on Elizabeth for the first time, while she’s at her friend Charlotte’s house writing a letter. He had come to practice ‘conversating’ with her since he admitted that it wasn’t something he was good at and she had told him to practice it. So, Mr. Darcy just barged in and they had one of the most painfully awkward conversations ever...and he did all that just because he loves her. He did something he hated and was bad at, and opened himself up to embarrassment just because he wanted to improve and be better for her. It’s so romantic and beautiful.” 

The air was quiet after your mini monologue and for a moment, nothing could be heard except for their quiet breathing and the occasional crash of the ocean from outside your small window. 

Part of you worried that your little rambling had bored Sanji, so when you finally looked at him, imagine your surprise when you found him leaning in towards you, hands clasped, elbows resting on his knees and his eyes watching you, completely engaged. It was like he was hanging onto your every word. 

Sanji scanned your face for a moment, the corner of his lips curling upwards as he said, “Yeah, you’re right. I’m not familiar with that part in the book,” and before you could open your mouth to bring yourself down, he continued, “but, that doesn’t mean your answer is wrong.” He leaned back and slapped his hands against his thighs, “Hell, it’s a much more insightful answer than mine!” He laughed. “I just liked how they were poking some fun at boiled potatoes.” 

You laughed with him because yes, that part in the book also made you laugh as well. But at the mention of food, you realized that you still didn’t know why Sanji was here in the first place. Wasn’t he normally prepping for dinner at this time? He had to be running behind schedule at this point. 

“Why are you here, Sanji? Isn’t it almost time for dinner?” 

“Yeah, it is actually but I heard you weren’t feeling well so I wanted to check in on you, make sure you’re feeling alright and see if you have any special requests for dinner?” 

You couldn’t help the slight smile that overtook your face, trying to hide the blush at the fact that he was kind enough to check in on you and offer to practically be your own personal chef for the evening. 

You hummed for a moment, acting like you were deep in thought before asking with a raised eyebrow, "And what would you say if I requested some boiled potatoes?”  

The smile that lit up the chef’s face was priceless. He had never looked more beautiful. “To that, I would say ‘Absolutely. If that’s what the missus wants, then that is what the missus will get.’” 

Missus. There it was again. You felt all warm inside whenever he called you that, it made you feel like he was your husband and that you were his wife. But that wasn’t the case. Sanji definitely must have called other women that before. You weren’t special to him, he was just being polite.  

You swallowed down your emotions, putting your sudden wave of sadness away for later, putting on a small smile. “Then that sounds perfect. I would like to formally request some ‘excellent boiled potatoes’ as a side for dinner, please.” 

If Sanji noticed your sudden change in mood, he didn’t show it. Instead, he grinned as he said, “Excellent choice, Madam. Boiled potatoes, coming right up.” As he stood up and made his way towards your door, Sanji did one of the most unexpected things that nearly knocked the wind out of you. With his left hand on the doorknob he said, “And don’t worry, Madam. I’ll sprinkle in a little bit of extra love in there,” he turned and winked at you, “just for you.” 

With that, Sanji left your room, gently closing the door behind him, leaving you completely dumbstruck in your room, your mouth agape and body frozen. 

Did Sanji just say he loved you? 

You shook your head, because there was no way he did, right? He said he’d ‘sprinkle in some extra love’ into your potatoes, not 'I love you". You weren’t a chef, maybe that was a euphemism for something. 

You sighed.  

Those better be some good boiled potatoes. 

[missqhughes]

GET COMFORTABLE | L. HUGHES43

-> luke hughes x fem!reader

-> contains: underage drinking, making out, sexual themes, use of y/n, lowercase intended, hints to smut

-> IN WHICH: drunk words are sober thoughts; when y/n gets just a bit too drunk at a date party, she finds herself getting more comfortable with her best friend than she thought she ever would.

-> thank you for all the love for my previous post GUYSSSS UGH 🤗 so this idea popped into my head like right after posting that so i was toooo ready to get into it. as always, hope you love it as much as i do!

*fic is not proofread

18+ CONTENT BELOW THE CUT

shot number, what, 9 maybe?

whatever it was, y/n definitely lost count. all the alcohol she was consuming was beginning to taste like water, and the buzz was pulsating through her veins.

talking amongst her friends girls, y/n spots luke chatting in his own group. she slips past her friends, and taps him on the back of the shoulder.

“luke! where have you been? i’ve been looking for you!” she giggles, unable to get the sentence out fully coherent,

luke turns around, and immediately his lips curl into a smile at the sight of his giddy, drunk best friend.

“i’ve been here the whole time silly, you’re the one who keeps running off for another shot,”

his words are husky, his voice being raspy from having to shout through the night at the crowded voice filled house.

“another shot? me too! c’mon,” y/n practically ignored his whole sentence, only really hearing the words “another” and “shot”. she took his hand in hers, guiding him through the sea of other drunk college kids, eventually landing at a nearly empty bottle of smirnoff occupying a table.

y/n’s concentration is purely filling up the cups for the two of them, but luke’s is elsewhere. he can’t help but notice how suddenly short her dress looks, hugging her curves, and her messy hair and make up is giving him gateway to thoughts he definitely shouldn’t be thinking about her.

he snaps out of his trance when y/n’s voice sounds through his ears,

“ready?” she looks over, handing the bright red solo cup to him with a smile on her face.

“yeah, let’s do it,” he says, taking the cup from her hands and tapping it with her own before downing the burning liquid into his throat.

y/n makes a face for a split second, before shaking it out and turning to luke, “can i be so honest,” she starts, leaning her head on his body, his suit jacket nowhere to be found and the buttons on his shirt slightly undone.

“what’s up?”

“i’m really, really drunk,” she laughs into his chest, “i definitely need some fresh air, can we go outside?” y/n turns her head to gaze up at luke, eyes slightly low and sultry with intoxication.

he tucks a few strands of hair behind her ear, “of course we can, lead the way”

y/n spins to grab is hand yet again pushing past the sea around them, until they meet the door of the house, pushing it open and being met with the cool night air.

“oh my god,” she practically moans out, closing her eyes with luke’s hand still intertwined with hers,

“this feels so good,” she leans back into him again, comfortable in the fresh air but also lukes warmth and scent radiating off his body.

“i know right, and it’s not loud as shit out here too,” he says, wrapping his arms around the girl in front of him.

this wasn’t out of the ordinary, the pair of them had always been affectionate with one another, they are best friends after all.

y/n’s phone buzzed in her hand, looking over to see who it was. her roommate was asking when she was going to be ready to be picked up, expressing her eagerness to go to bed.

“shit, it’s one of my roommates,” she said, opening her phone to type a definitely indecipherable text to her roommate.

“tell her you’ll be home soon, and that she doesn’t have to wait up,” luke said, watching y/n’s words jumble in her drafted text.

“i can’t, she’s picking me up,”

“i can take you home,” he suggests, she looks up at him with a new brightness in her eyes.

“ugh can you? i feel bad asking her to come to get me… wait aren’t you drunk?” her mind flips, she didn’t recall luke having any other drinks besides the one shot they took together, so she really had no clue.

“a little, but we can sit in my car while i sober up. you got a key to the apartment?”

y/n nodded her head, “there’s a key under the mat,”

“perfect, cmon, my car is just up the street” luke reached her hand out for her once more, knowing that y/n would most definitely be stumbling on the pavement trying to walk on her own.

getting to his sleek black bmw, luke opens the door for y/n before making his way to the drivers side.

she had been staring at him the whole time, admiring his appearance in his slightly drunk state. he did a double take only to find that both times she was in fact staring at him, with a small grin creeped on her face.

“luke, have i ever told you how much i appreciate you?” y/n said, leaning her arm on the center console, the other reached up to swirl one of his messy curls in her finger.

he shook his head, matching her happy expression, “you only tell me all the time y/n,” he joked, feeling his heart beat picking up.

“i know, i know. you know what’s crazy though?” she began,

“what?”

“i like, weirdly really want to kiss you right now.”

luke froze at her words, in disbelief of the sentence that just came out,

“y/n… you’re drunk,” he said wearily, almost signaling her to be careful about the things she’s letting slip her tongue.

“sober enough to know that i do really want to,” y/n said, eyes flickering over luke’s face before stopping at his lips.

he let out a shaky exhale, bringing his hand up to cup her face. he was weak to her advances, knowing he always had an attraction to his best friend, y/n feeling the same way it, neither speaking a word about it. but in her drunken state, the filter she had for her feelings was long gone.

“kiss me luke.”

there was no way he couldn’t. he had to give in to how pretty needy she was in this moment.

he put his hand on the back of her head, guiding y/n’s lips to meet his, and securing them in a sweet kiss. she sighed into it with bliss, letting her own hand fall from his curls to his chest.

y/n was cautious, considering luke’s initial reservations about kissing her. he however, was cautious to not let himself get too far, not wanting to push her, but god did he just want her to grind on his lap and kiss him like no tomorrow.

it took not even a minute for them to get into a rhythm, the gentle kissing escalating to a hungry makeout session, a silent share of their feelings towards each other.

y/n practically read his mind, reaching over to the side of the seat to push it back, crawling over to luke’s lap without once letting her lips leave his.

his hands instinctively latched on to her hips, y/n with an almost innocent softness, grinded on him.

luke’s grip on her sides became stronger, slightly bucking his hips up for friction, anything to cure the aching attention the inside of his pants needed.

at the same time, y/n’s mouth was fully exploring his, letting out barely audible moans when his crotch hit just the right spot on her clothed, aching pussy.

close to losing himself in the bliss of the moment, luke just barely pulled his lips from hers, panting as his eyes flutter shut.

“i need to take you home, if i don’t now… god… i’m gonna want to fuck you in my back seat,” luke lets his lips part open as his words linger in the now fogged up car.

y/n, who had absolutely no interest in going back to her own place, frowned at him, her hands dancing up to toy with his hair.

“but i don’t want to stop lu,”

the nickname made his stomach flutter,

“i don’t want to either, y/n. but you gotta go home eventually,”

she thought for a moment, he was right. she did need to go back home; sleep, shower, and mentally prepare for the raging hangover she was doomed to have the next morning.

she sighed in defeat, finding her way back to the passenger side, lingering to be as close to him as she was moments before,

“you’re right lu, but just so you like, know, i would have let you fuck me in your back seat.”

luke’s mind immediately went to the gutter, y/n’s previous grinding turned to a naked image of her bouncing on his dick, moaning his name in delight.

“why don’t you stay over?”

y/n’s head whipped to look at his, a slight surpised look on her face,

“really?”

“i mean yeah, not the first time you’ve stayed the night over there right,” he shrugged, sure she’s slept over and vice versa, but both of them knew the very different circumstance they were in now.

“i’d like that, i’ll text my roommate and tell her i’m at yours for the night.” fastening her seatbelt while she grabbed her phone from the dash, typing out the fastest text luke had seen anyone do.

he let out a dry laugh, turning the car on to make their way to his apartment.

luckily the drive was quick, luke’s hand resting dangerously high on y/n’s thigh, squeezing and rubbing his thumb on her exposed skin.

when he parked his car outside the apartment complex, the two hurriedly gathered their things, not wanting a drop of the night to get wasted. walking up to the door, he clicked the lock open and held it open for y/n to go in first.

luckily, luke’s other roommates were asleep, so there was no need for any kind of small talk. she slipped her shoes off, taking in the comfortable scent of luke’s apartment.

luke slipped off his shoes, not even bothering to put them away properly. he made his way towards y/n backing her into the wall behind.

“you want water pretty?” he whispered, careful to not be loud, “or something to eat? i can heat something up for-”

“cut the bullshit luke, let’s go to your room yeah?” she said, taking her bottom lip between her teeth, and grabbing the belt he was wearing, fiddling with the buckle.

his mouth moved into a devilish smile, “mhm, but remember you gotta be quiet,”

“no promises.”

luke reached to grab the back of her thighs, pulling her up to hang her legs around his waist, littering neck kisses all over in their hot pursuit for his bedroom.

pt. 2

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© missqhughes

xoxo, kaia

[afsalovescats]

i need to be in u tonite ☆

☆☆ all i want is to feel warmth. not even funny, im always cold. I want a boyfriend who'd come back behind me so warm and cozy as he plants his head on the crook of my beck from behind. I want his hands to trail upwards into my shirt- it dosent even have to be sexually! I want to feel the content sigh that comes from his lips that makes my neck tickilish as his warm hands contrast with my cold body. I want to be able to use the 'im cold' excuse so i can hold his hand whenever. I want to lay with him with me laying over his front as i smoosh my cheek onto his chest as i nuzzle impossibly closer and i wrap my arms around him as i feel the occasional scratches on my head. I want to feel his body warmth along with a few other blankets on top of me. I want to hear his 'why are you always so cold?' And him just handing me his hand as i use it to cup my cheek. I want him to be as warm as his body- an absolute sweetheart to me. 'Good job, your so smart!' 'No no...just a bit of....yes there we go, love!' 'You need help?' 'So cute....im going to eat you'. I want to feel his hands all over me in any position. From the front, to the back, to the bed, then couch and you get it. I want to feel his warm hands over my naked body as he continues fullfilling our desires together. I wanna take a warm bath with him and wash his fluffy hair :( then afterwords when were done we'll go to bed and he'll pull me in closer as he mumbles about something like how he almost tripped or something random about his day as he entangles a leg over my torso to make sure i dont escape. Im having brainrot u guyssss im tired of reader fanfiction and the reader always being warm >:( what ab us cold girlies??? I want a silly warm bf like you guys i wanna marry him hes my pookie n soulmate!! ☆☆

[pup-pee]

AAAAA AMAMDIIII MADIIII I LOVE THISSS OMGMGGGG AKDUEONW KON IN A HAWAIIAN SHIRT

u couldnt resist the urges thats so real of u

he is the dirt under my fingernails

[chuuyasheaven]

“Mornin' ride” — Chuuya Nakahara

“After a very, very rough night, you wake up on Chuuya's chest. He was still sleeping of course, which resulted into kissing him to wake up. Finally waking up, he returns those kisses only for it to lead no where but into a small soft but passionate morning ride.”

Tags: soft! Chuuya Nakahara / afab! Reader, soft sex, morning sex, pet names, lazy sex?, praising kink, short?, cockwarming at the end, slight teasing, might contain grammar errors, rushed, etc.

Notes: Please forgive me guyssss, i was being su1cidal and silly !!! Butttt DADDY'S HOME !! X3

It was morning, the sun was up and was shining opon your sleeping form. As you opened your eyes you found yourself on Chuuya's chest with his arms hugging you. You rubbed your eyes and smile at seeing your boyfriends sleeping face. Then your eyes drifted onto his collarbone, the hickeys that you gave him last night were very visible. You tried remembering what happened and slightly blush. Yesterday, he was mean and rough with you, grabbing your hair and literally made you cum more than once.

Your eyes drifted back to his face, focusing on his lips. The urge to kiss him was strong, so you just gave in. Your lips touched softly while you were kissing him, your free hand went through his hair gently. You kept on kissing him, separating a few times to breathe. As you continue to peck his lips, you give him one last kiss, that one kiss waking him up. Chuuya's eyes fluttered open to see your tired smile. “Good morning, my love!”, you whispered, giving him another quick peck. He stretched his arms out and yawned, he smiled at you after. “Good morning, baby.”, he said in his raspy morning voice.

“How did you sleep?”, Chuuya asked you while his hand was sliding under your shirt to caress your back. “Fine,”, you responded, suddenly, Chuuya pulled you into another kiss. You didn't deny it, so you kissed him back, you hands cupping his face. Accidentally, you tried to get closer but you ended up rutting against his hips, making you both gasp into the kiss. Separating again, you tried to apologize. “Sorry, Chuuya, I didn't mean to—”, he only grabbed your hips and continued to make out with you softly. While grabbing your hips, he slowly moved them to grind against his crotch. As you were slowly getting turned on by this, Chuuya was getting harder by each grind.

After separating for the last time, he lazily smirked at you while removing your panties. He tossed them on the floor. "You don't mind riding me, right?", he asked in his morning voice, which was sexy and raspy. You nodded, fidgeting with Chuuya's waistband, trying to get past his boxers. When you finally got past it, you already had yourself positioned ready to take him. Since you were a little sore from last night you sank down slowly and gentle. Chuuya let out a deep grunt during the process, after taking him in fully you decided to wait to adjust. "You're still sore from yesterday?", "With the way you fucked me, yes, I am.", you replied, only to see another smirk forming back his lips. "But you liked it, didn't you, baby?", you blushed slightly at his teasing question. "Go slow if you need to,", that's when you adjusted just right, ready to start.

You started to slowly rock your hips, a quiet moan escaping your throat. Chuuya wasn't quiet either, a few grunts and whimpers left too. Yes, it was like 7am, but can you blame each other? You're both addicted to the feeling. "You need help, princess?", Chuuya asked while grabbing your hips to help you move. Instead of taking full control, he just went with the flow you created, gentle and soft. "Ch–chuuya. .", you whimpered softly, holding onto his shoulders. "That's my good girl,", Chuuya groaned into your ear, only helping you reach your orgasm faster. He was slowly picking up the speed, trying to release faster. "I'm getting— hah, c–close. .", Chuuya just kept quiet, his own climax nearing too. Both of your moans were filling up the room so early in the morning.

Soon enough, it washed over you, you gushed around his cock. "F–fuck.", Chuuya whimpered, making him cum inside of you. During your climax, Chuuya kissed you passionately. After coming down from your sweet release, you rested on top of Chuuya's chest again. "Want me to pull out?", you shook your head to signal a "no". He shrugged it off and kissed your forehead. "I'm tired.", you said before yawning, Chuuya just chuckled softly. "Lay down for a few minutes then. I'll wake you up later, sweetheart.", you closed your eyes, slowly drifting into sleep meanwhile Chuuya just held you close.

"—Sleep well, darlin'."

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[tophatwearingidiot]

I love making fannon designs...

He looks like a femboy but he already looked like one so it doesn't matter, I just upped it a little /silly

Anyways... I love Cosmo guyssss, did you know thatttt??? /silly

[tigermark]

hii! i came from the author notes from the jaehyun chatfic, and it required me to send a request(?) i'd like to request a secret night drive (whether a bike or a car or something silly like a stolen trolley from a girl scout and a bike to drag it) and i'd imagine it to be with any nct dream member tbh (they all give ride or die kind of vibe) ^^ this was all over the place but i hope you got an idea out of my yapping >><< ty in advance! <33

LMFAO THIS IS SO FUNNY thank you for requesting!!! i decided to do jeno because biker jeno is something else omg.. anyway i hope you enjoy!! 🫶

late night drive with jeno .˚⊹⁺ ‧

pairing : biker!jeno x reader

genre : fluff

synopsis : as the title/req says; jeno takes you on a late night drive on his motorcycle

tw : established relationship,

a/n : i was in the middle of writing thus and then i closed my tumblr on accident i nearly quit tbh 🫣 but yes pls keep requesting guyssss :3

jeno knew it was late, around 12 am, but he still showed up at your house. he knocked on your door, face lighting up when you opened it. he stood on your doorstep with a helmet, and you immediately know what entailed his visit.

"hi love, i know it's late but do you wanna go for a ride?" he asks, turning over his shoulder to point at his motorcycle. you follow his gaze before looking back at him and the helmet, nodding.

"sure, that sounds fun," you say with a smile, jeno's expression changing to one of relief and happiness. "let's go."

jeno hands you the helmet and you walk to his motorcycle where he puts his own helmet on. you struggle a bit to put yours on so he helps, "here let me do it love," he says as he puts the strap around your chin and buckles it. once its secured on, he pats your head and smiles.

"hop on," he says, slinging his leg over the vehicle. you follow his actions and wrap your arms around his torso. "where are we gonna go?" you ask him.

he starts the motorcycle and thinks a bit at your question, looking over his shoulder. "well we can't go anywhere until you put your visor on baby, don't want anything getting in those pretty eyes."

he reaches back and pushes down the piece of plastic that covers your eyes, making you smile. "sorry i forgot..." you say as you lean a bit closer to him and rest your head on his shoulder.

she shakes his head and reaches back to pat your hesd again. "it's okay baby, now let's get going hm?" you nod and he starts to drive, your grip on his torso tightening a bit.

you always feel so safe riding with jeno. you know how many dangerous things he does, which worry you more than anything ever, but he drives more calmly with you as a passenger.

as he drives you around the city you admire the scenery, quickly realizing where he's taking you; to your favorite spot to hide out. every stop light he makes sure you're okay and gently runs his fingers over your skin, making you shiver a bit.

it doesn't take long to reach your destination, and it brings back just as many memories as it always does. jeno had shown you this spot when you first started dating, telling you it was the perfect spot to stargaze due to its distance from the city and lack of trees.

you both get off the motorcycle and take off your helmets, placing them onto the seat. you immediately look up, smiling at the sight of the stars sparkling in the sky.

"they're so pretty tonight.." you say, head still tilted back. "and the moon.. wow."

jeno chuckles at your amazement, wrapping his arms around your shoulders in a back hug. "i know, that's why i brought you here," he says simply, looking up at the sky with you. "i knew you would love it."

you finally break your gaze from the sky to try and look at him, noticing that he's still looking up. he quickly tilts his head back down and grabs your chin, kissing you.

everything feels so unreal. the breeze running past you and jeno, the stars and moon sparkling in the sky, and most of all the feeling of his lips on yours. you sink into the kiss before he pulls away, smiling brightly.

"c'mon baby, let's sit down," he suggests, his hands moving down to yours as he gently pulls you down to the ground as he sits down on the cushy grass. you situate yourself next to him, nestling your head in the crook of his neck.

"it feels like we haven't done this in forever," you comment, neck still craned at the stars. jeno nods and grabs your hand, gently running his fingers over the back of it.

"i'm sorry baby, i'll make sure to take you more often," he smiles then squeezes your hand, looking up at the sky himself.

you sit in silence for a bit, just enjoying the view and each others presence. jeno, however, is more fixated on you than the sky. his eyes trace over your every feature, smiling to himself at your beauty.

he suddenly lets go of your hand which makes you look back at him, and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear with a dreamy look in his eye. "wanna know something baby?"

you look into his eyes, nodding at his question. he smiles again, eyes raking over your face. "i think you're prettier than any star out here. you shine more than them too."

his words make your face heat up a bit, at which he chuckles. "you're serious?" jeno immediately nods, grabbing your hand again.

"oh for sure," he responds as if you just asked him if one plus one equals two. "you're my star. mine and no one elses, alright?"

[senbbonzakura]

Heyy! What types of kisses do you think the main 3 most like to have with their S/O? Like forehead kisses, eskimo kisses, etc.

i find this one so interesting and fun and thats why ill do it really fast even though im outside ^_^

⋆ TYPES OF KISSES WITH MAIN 3 :

✩ — STAN !

dare i say eskimo kisses

he think they're adorable and fun

do u see the vision like i see it?

hes just silly

forehead kisses too

especially if you give him one

LIKEEEE GIVE HIM A FOREHEAD KISS WHILE SAYING THAT UR PROUD OF HIM FOR SMTH

hes melting.

✩ — KYLE !

just plain kisses on the lips

those french kisses too but rather only when he wants to make things spicy yk

omg and also hand kisses !!

he kisses ur hand when hes proud of u for smth

"good job pooki"

actually without the pooki. i just dunno what petnames he would use

like a simple "honey" maybe

✩ — KENNY !

kisses on the lips like every 5 minutez

and french kisses

and neck kisses

also like kisses on ur shoulder if hes feelin lazy

kenny just likes everything as long as ur touching him tbh😭

and not in a weird way..

he just likes having u close teehee

requests r opennnn guyssss

[clonedchaos]

GUYS GUYS GUYSSSS IM LOSING MY MINNNNDDDD TRANSFORMERS ONE WAS SO GOOODDDD THIS IS LEGIT ME RN:

Okay, but seriously though, I really enjoyed it and want to make plans to see it again. So if you haven’t already, I highly recommend the film. It’s criminally underrated in terms of the box office, so go show it the love it so rightfully deserves!!! 🥰

Anywho, if you want to hear nonsensical spoilers, feel free to read below the cut.

Childhood me would never think I’d be somewhat shipping Optimus and Megatron but like… yeah I understand what y’all are getting at in your tumblr posts. (Fr though, their friendship was so sweet. D-16’s betrayal really did hurt. And it’s been a while since I’ve seen such a well done relationship like that in the media. They’re just two silly lads who genuinely cared about one another and yet got driven apart by vengeance.)

Every single time Bee said “Badassatron” I’m sobbing— He’s such a goober. Bumblebee was always my favorite as a kid, so I have a soft spot for him (even if Orion and D16 were my favorites in this film). “KNIFE HANDS” he’s a safety hazard. (Also him being slightly insane and making inanimate objects his friends to talk to and being self-aware that they’re fake— I AM STEVE?!)

Sentinel essentially saying “Nu-uh” to D-16 when he was rambling about his plans.

Why did they keep saying miner? 😭

Starscream is such a neeerddd per usual. Dang he’s simping for Megatron (I’m kidding y’all, I miss poking fun at the silly plane man)

Trion basically adopted these tiny 4 robots and yes it is canon 💯 (Bro shouldn’t have died, I wanted silly dad shenanigans 😭)

Orion- “Hey Darkwing, my finger can transform”. Meanwhile D16: *knocks Orion the heck out and then proceeds to get punched by Darkwing* My favorite part of the movie ngl

I am very Bumblebee core tbh. He’s just a silly little guy. A silly guy with knife hands.

Bee saying his dream was to work for the government had the theater and I howling (this was a very fun theater experience actually, loved the vibes)

The boys are just casually scared of Elita. Girlboss 💅 (Also I love that her and Arachnid had a fight. I vaguely remember them having a fight/maybe rivalry? In Transformers Prime. Speaking of which, I need to rewatch that. Its been years and I never finished it)

I’m sorry but the whole “Starscream” namesake and then D-16 damaging his vocal cords is obvious irony but still. Nice touch.

”Why did you gag him?” “He wouldn’t stop talking.” “Even when he was unconscious?” “ESPECIALLY WHEN HE WAS UNCONSCIOUS!” Bee’s certified yapper moment

Orion’s whole arc and relationship with D-16 is sad when you pair it with how they are in other iterations. Like, the reason Orion/Optimus would’ve been a stickler for the rules and order was because he was afraid of losing someone again like he lost D-16. (I can’t remember if their backstory is the same all across the board, its been a while since I brushed up on transformers stuff)

The animation was genuinely very pretty. I love the little magic sand particles and the way Megatron’s eyes have a glow trail as specific examples.

The child in me kept kicking my legs and screaming at the references. The mask! Roll out! When D got his signature arm gun I internally lost it. And Chris Hemsworth’s voice at the end of the film was a really really good Optimus voice.

“Is it… getting closer?” Meanwhile Bee: *running away for his life* (both him and Orion running at the start of the film absolutely took me out)

Okay I might do a follow up to this tomorrow, it’s late and I have work in the morning. I’ll think on some more things I want to add as well as some headcanons! Stay tuned!

[wreckrinho]

ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ Dᴜɴᴄᴀɴ ᴡᴀs ᴜᴘsᴇᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ Tʏʟᴏʀ "sᴀʙᴏᴛᴀɢɪɴɢ" Mᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs Iɴᴄ.

Im being real guyssss, Duncan sure was bad... I've never done an analysisss like that so if you hate it that'ss just not my problem :]p

Duncan himself has been suspicious of Tylor since the ep 1 season 1, always with that little rivality...so in episode 8 of the second season, Duncan seemed a little confident, proving that the saboteur was indeed Tylor from the very beginning!

"-...and has been sabotaging Monsters inc. ALL ALONG"

Bro has literally yelling at Tylors face, man. This specific phrase is important cuz this makes it clear that Duncan genuinely thinks that from the first moment Tylor entered Monsters Inc, he was an informant, an saboteur...

His tone may be pure anger and he may be proud of himself in the scene for finally "solving the case", but what about his inner thoughts? There are scenes where he looks down, looking a little upset/disappointed. There are scenes where it even seems like he "lets out" a little sadness, yk? (The imagess show some of 'emmm)

"-an inside job to SABOTAGE US!"

notice how he uses the word >US< with intensity in the scene, is he talking about Monsters Inc. or the MIFTS themselves? These words seems very personal. and it seems important to him.

Shall we recap the end of the first season?

"Well, "T" is, um, for...Thank you. Thank you for being a worthy...stupid adversary"

Duncan may never admit it, but he trusted Tylor. The end of the first season proves this with every word! Duncan became suspicious and had a silly rivalry with Tylor throughout all the season, but he let his guard down in the end...he trusted him!

Only to find out some episodes later that Tylors a saboteur. We can understand Duncan's anger, right? He let his guard down, let Tylor gain his trust, only to break it soon after. We know that Tylor was NOT the traitor, but for Duncan, he had all the proof... for Duncan, all the moments tylor was there, he was a traitor. This was definitely very personal for Duncan. Maybe he was angry not only at Tylor, but possibly at himself for letting this happen!

like a friend of mine (cough cohgh cyberf3m-) said: fucker cant let himself be vulnerable!!!!!! That's lame!!!!!!! (LMAOLL)

Little bonus: look the way Duncan lookssss at him when he'ss sensitive nd stuff like omfg please someone hug him he spent an entire childhood without hugssss

[randomalistic]

Ok oh my god. OH MY GOD. I just saw treasure planet for the first time and It was fucking amazing. Like yeah Duh I KNOWWW i know it’s like. “underrated Disney movie bla bla it was a commercial failure” . You know the deal.

But if there is 1 thing I want to say:

I cannot emphasize enough how meaningful and touching it is to the audience when you allow your male main characters to cry, and hug, and be emotionally vulnerable without shame. That brought this film to a whole new level 🥺

its a beautiful movie that took so many creative risks and that’s so admirable. It’s so clear they had a vision and they crafted that vision with endless amounts of love :’] I DID CRY.

More rambling below

I was CONSISTENTLY delighted by how creative the characters were and incredibly entertained throughout. So fucking fun and engaging and it feels like a 2 hour movie so much happens. How is it only 1.5 hours.

I CRIED !!!!!!!!!! John Silver and Jim’s relationship was so COMPLEX like actually amazing. The father figure dynamic is so sweet and heartwarming and so heartbreaking simultaneously like I was not expecting that AMV montage in the middle like that shit cut me so deep it was outstanding. A montage about Jim’s troubled childhood with a neglectful absent father and then DIRECTLY PARALLELING THAT WITH HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH SILVER. LIKE HES FINALLY OVERCOMING THOSE FEELINGS AND LIVING HIS LIFE. GODDAMN!!! THATS SO POWERFUL!! THATS SO INCREDIBLE!!! THATS JUST IN THE MOVIE!!!!??!

Also the character/creature designs are RELENTLESS in how good they are. And they have so much fun with it. It’s so silly.

They had an old snapping turtle pirate???? hello?? He was introduced and then he died ❤️

The animation is also MIND BLOWINF like OH MY GOD!??? the seamless integration of 2D and 3D interacting is so impressive especially for 2001 like this was a technological feat for sure . Only rarely does the CG look dated (those whales at the start <\3 poor guys) BUT JOHN SILVER’S CYBORG ARM WAS FUCKING AMAZING LIKE I COUKD STARE AT THAT THING FOR HOURS .

Can’t find a gif of it but during his introduction there was a ROTATING SHOT of him cooking (❤️) while using his arm and his arm has so many tools inside it like a cyborg Swiss Army knife it’s the coolest fucking thing ever. Just Amazing

Also the fact they introduced an entirely new character 53 minutes in when the main cast has already been established was such a risk, but it so paid off. I love B.E.N. The fact he’s fully 3D animated and he’s THAT expressive. WHILE BEING A ROBOT? adorable. He’s Adorable. He’s so mentally ill and strange.

What is wrong with him. He is. dare I say. spamtonlike. pathetic and unhinged. Houses forbidden knowledge. What a Pitiful creature 🧡his glowing CRT eyes are really cute. There was a moment when the lights went out it was only his eyes and I Liked That

I love weird little robot guys in early-late 2000s movies. I need to watch Bluesky robots. I need my fix.

Morph could’ve been a really obnoxious comedic relief animal sidekick but they somehow managed to make him really cute and likable. (Also They only used him for plot points A LITTLE. Turning into anything couldve been overpowered as fuck. But alas… he is a mindless animal...) We love Morph. His relationship with silver is so fucking cute.

Kind of a Delbert centrist honestly. I liked him but also kinda dislike him. Bro kinda gives self centered misogynist scientist vibes. But he’s also silly and self conscious though guyssss.!! I thought I would like him more than I did. BUT He’s animated SO wonderfully though I love the shape of his hands and his weird goat face. Solid 7/10 weird guy. Idk why he came with Jim on the ship though❤️

Captain Amelia was fucking awesome for the first half of the movie. One of the best characters. Yeah. ……………. They fumbled her so hard. MAYBE ITS JUST ME BUT ME AND MY FRIEND WERE NOT A FAN OF HER AND DELBERT AT ALL. Disney was like. We have a competent woman character ! Competent woman has to get injured and then the incompetent man has to take care of her and then they HAVE to fall in love. It’s actually so tragic like they did NOT deserve her.

IN FACT HERE’S MY SCORCHING HOT TAKE: Delbert should’ve been the one to get injured and Amelia nurses him back to health. Delbert might apologize profusely because of his self confidence issues and cuz he internalizes things that go wrong as his fault. Amelia reassures him, realizing that she was too harsh on him earlier. Delbert becomes less intimidated by her because she opens up to him and they grow to trust one another. Amelia stays with him while Jim goes to hide. And whapow !!!! Same relationship is built up without disempowering a female character. It doesn’t even have to be romantic they can just be friends……. 🫶 cuz it comes off as weird because since the start Delbert was like “wtf the captain is a GIRL?? Wait ooh la laaa she’s pretty” and she had 0 interest in him. so like the ONLY way they could pair them together was to get her injured and have him care for her . And she falls in love with him out of nowhere. No. Being cared for does not mean you’ll fall in love with your caretaker. She’s so ace coded to me and my friend. Until SUDDENLY. Am I crazy

Ok so like yeah the forced heterosexual love interest moment. I did not want to see their FOUR (4) hybrid babies at the end. I’m losing my mind. also did Jim become a cop? I swear to fucking god LOL

The movie was SO good that disney didn’t know how to wrap it up without ruining it ❤️ WHICH IS VERY INTERESTING I think they had to compensate for all the risks they took with a safe and weird ending where the police like him now and the police are ok guys. Disney approved

Anyways watch/rewatch the movie right now. Skip the final minute <3

One of my new favorite movies goddamn!

Edit: I would’ve forgiven them if Delbert got pregnant instead

[ultimateloserboy]

duck is such an expressive puppet and i love him SO much!! the amount of effort put into his puppetry completely blows me away!! yellow guy and red guy are very dangly, and dont get me wrong thats very in-character, but its so cool to me that duck is hardly ever still. i think its also funny that even tho hes a puppet he has more emotion and drama in his movements compared to red guy who is LITERALLY a whole human person. i think that says a lot about both of them personality wise. its silly to me but its also genuinely interesting. i love how his hands are almost always on his hips, even when hes sitting still. when hes talking his hands are always swinging around dramatically. he does all sorts of sassy little shakes and turns, hes just so expressive!! in one of my favorite behind the scenes pictures his little legs are crossed. i just think its neat how much extra effort they put in to show off ducks sass. and like i said, this isnt at all meant to overshadow yellow guys puppeteers or red guys actors at all, because theres lots of love and effort put into ALL aspects of the show, im just saying that duck especially has a lot of pizazz

and also baker terry does the best job ever at voicing him btw. i mean absolutely no offense when i say this, its a good thing even, but his voice has catastrophic levels of annoying fruity energy. like “hey guyssss 😍💖💅‼️” its so perfect it fits him so well

i think this is why its hard for me to see duck humanized. like with red guy and yellow its pretty easy to imagine them as people but when i think of duck i think of that damn puppet. i think of the three foot ankle biting little shit bird. i can hardly see him as a human person its just so hard. theyve put so much effort into bringing that puppet to life it feels almost wrong to imagine him as human. i love everyones human designs for him, and i have my own ideas of red and yellow guy but for him i just always hit a wall in my head. duck is perfect as he is to me i guess

[stormberry-12]

toast ~ jj maybank x reader

pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

warnings: drinking, blood, language, overall insanity, not very well edited 😬

notes: i got the inspo off a TikTok sound (at the end), some of you might know it! really short blurb, lowercase intended!

you and the pogues were shitfaced. so shitfaced drunk that pope of all people, was running around screaming in his underwear.

“beep beep imma sheep,” sarah whispered in your ear, and you nodded in all serious certainty.

“oh, I’m bleeding-“ you heard john b laugh, his leg gushing blood, with pieces of glass sticking out of it, and he just smiled. too intoxicated to care.

kie was passed out, laying face first in the grass, limbs spread out like a starfish. ever so often she would snore or hum a little song in her sleep and you and sarah would film her for ‘black mail’ later.

jj walked out of the chateau with two more big bottles in hand, “i got whiskeyyyyy,”

jj’s problem was yes, he was just as drunk as the rest of you, but he was also high as the sky. he tripped down the stairs and crashed into pope who was running around with his arms out like an air plane.

“i’ll take those,” john b hummed, taking the bottles out of jjs hands, leaving his best friends on the ground feebly trying to stand up.

he made his way to the hot tub where you and sarah were sitting, literally screaming as his injured leg hit the boiling water.

"FuUUcCCcCKkKkkK" he yelled with an insane voice crack.

"it's okay baby," sarah scooched closer to him and placed a soothing hand on her boyfriend's shoulder as he basically bleed out in jj's hot tub.

over on the other side of the lawn, pope was picking up kie in a piggyback. the couple and jj were making their way over to the hot tub too.

"give me that shittt," jj slurred reaching for a bottle from a still-screaming john b.

kie sneezed herself awake and gave you a silly little wave, falling off popes back.

everyone made their way into the "cat's ass" and the group fell into a comfortable silence, even john b.

"mmm," kie said, sinking further into the water, "warmmm"

"hey, guyssss- you know what...wait-" jj stood up in the hot tub, almost slipping. he popped the lid off his bottle and raised it in the air, "let me raise a toast, to the girl i love most, in the whoollleee worlddd,"

"please don't say my name, please don't say my name," you mumbled.

"y/n!"

"AWWW," kie and sarah squealed and your face went bright red.

"wait- when's the wedding?" pope asked.

"that's not even close to what he said dumb ass!" john b sighed. "you guys totally should get married though,"

"yes, oh my god!" sarah exclaimed. "me and john b did!"

jj slid back down to a seated position beside you and wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you into him. "i'd do it!" he said confidently.

"same," you giggled and kissed his cheek.

"AWWW," the girls exclaimed again.

"i better be the best man," john b said, chugging another beverage.

"JB YOUR BLEEDING IN THE TUB!" pope exclaimed, everyone ran out screaming and the night continued to result in chaos.

tomorrow morning was going to be rough.

again, this was so short and rlly random but this video's where i got my inspo from, i thought it was cute! 🥹