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charmerchannie · 2 months

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Accidently thirsting over him

A/n: I am currently working on a request that will hopefully be up today but i wanted to post this reaction to Christopher's videos from yesterday. Thank you all for giving my work so much love ❤️ keep the requests coming

Warnings: cursing, actually explicit language

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baby-yongbok · 9 months

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Car Tease - Bang Chan!ChubbyFem Reader

Okay, hear me out... imagine being in the car with Chris and just RUINING him. Palming him through his shorts and telling him that he looks so good. His hand over yours as you pull his cock from the confinements of his shorts and stroke him slowly. Pressing kisses to his neck and exposed shoulder just to hear his breathing quicken and the small groans he lets out in anticipation. His free hand reaches up behind him to grip the headrest as you pleasure him. You've barely even started and he already looks completely fucked out and needy.

"Fuck, baby, don't be a tease..."

"God, y/n, Do that again. Stroke the tip like that again, baby"

"You're gonna make me fuck you if you keep it up."

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milkteabinniechan · 30 days

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Chan sending a fucking whimper audio over bubble makes me want to bite my own arm off. I am SCREAMING. WHY DOES HE DO THESE THINGS. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH 😭😭😭

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i-wolfbit · 10 months

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𝑻𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌

𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾

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kevcanwait · 2 months

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Chan is as delusional as us or something, I swear

This can be read as if you and Chan are together but can also be read as just a 9th member reader with Chan and Mn teasing each other.

The morning barely started and he could already hear Chan laughing to himself about something when you opened your door to finish getting ready for the day. You see him walk by and call out to him before he disappeared somewhere. “Chan?” “Yeah?” “What are you laughing about?” All he does is hand you his phone as he watches for your reaction.

A smile starts growing on your face as you read what he's been sending to stay so far. “You're breaking up with me?” “Yes- Wait, not you!” You laugh before handing his phone back to him with a shake of your head. “You…are ridiculous.” You chuckle. “Am not.” “Oh, you're not? You're the one breaking up with Stay.” “ooh, did you read this one?” He followed you to the couch and sat next to you while you took his phone. “You're seeing someone else?” You ask skeptically as you raise your brow at him. “Berry.” He said with his derpy little smile (:]) “Oh my god.” You throw your head back as you stand up again to find something to eat.

The little giggles didn't stop as he sat with you while you eat. You laugh to yourself at Chan messing with Stay. You glance over his shoulder and you can't help the chuckle that comes out. “Bad Chris or Nerdy Chris? What are you doing?” Chan sets his phone down and covers his face with his hands. “Mn!” “What? You're the one messing with Stay next to me, you're gonna be subjected to me being a bit nosy. And excuse me, ‘Sexy Chris is forbidden.’ Seriously?” “Not to you.” Shaking your head at his comment, You picked up his phone and he went to snatch it back but you held it away. You read how he convinces Stay to ‘break up’ with who they're seeing, wishing Stay a happy life if they don't, how he became just friends with Berry. “Chan, I say again, you're ridiculous.” “It's funny.” “Goofus.” You hand his phone back to him and this time you watch over his shoulder, watching this story he's built with Stay build.

When he starts stuttering to Stay, you start dying of either the hilarity of it all or the cringe. In the middle of watching, you had been texting one of the boys and proceeded to tell them about Chan’s antics.

When Chan sat his phone down and covered his face with a whine but a visible smile behind his hands, you pat his shoulder. “Mn! Help, what did I just do?!” “You did this to yourself, Hyung, can't help you.”

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cloverstayy · 2 months

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𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝙶 𝙼𝙰𝙳 → 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗; 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗

So, for those of you whom aren't subscribed to Christopher's Bubble OR whom haven't either heard and/or seen about the most recent Bubble antics recently on other forms of social media, the man decided to live out his K-Drama Fantasies on behalf of Chan Stans and Stay everywhere.

What exactly did he do, you ask? Well, to put it simply (and trust me, this is difficult because Chan is my bias) he broke up with us, tried to accuse us of cheating, but then admitted it was him who had been cheating to then admitting he was playing a simple joke on us and reassured us that he'd never want to do anything to hurt us (bless him, I swear). Who was it? It was Berry. Yes. His dog, Berry. 😒😂

I'm pretty sure non-Chan stans were convinced there was something actually wrong with him due to the number of Tiktoks and Fans posts I personally saw, however, us Chan-biased knew the man was full of shit and was most assuredly pulling some of his usual Chan-coded shenanigans.

In any case, my bestie and twin @ariaphoenix26-blog demanded I post this somewhat random as fuck idea I had yesterday as head canon. So, yeah.

𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝙶 𝙼𝙰𝙳

It didn't matter what Chris did, how he said it, or why he did it. The simple fact still remained the same: you could never get mad at him.

→ Chris is the type of man that if asked, he'd likely do some crazy shit for the person he loves. Walk over hot coals? Sure. Dodge a few bullets? Yeah, no problem. Clean your shared living space, wash and fold laundry, put away dishes and cook dinner last minute? Of course.

→ But ask him to do something like, take out the trash? Well, fuck all of that.

→ And, truthfully, its not because he's incapable. He's exceedingly able to do said task. Its just...well...well he gets really hyper-focused on a task, especially a task he wants to do, it kind of--sort of--slips his mind.

→ And sure, the first few times he tells you this and flashes that thought-paralyzing smile, its suddenly not a big deal and you have no problem taking it out yourself.

→ However, the moment it goes from "a few times" to "too many times", you're suddenly finding yourself overcome with a rather new emotion. At least, when it comes to anything related to Chris.

→ You're big mad. Furious even. And its justifiable! Even Chris would agree with you. He's a grown ass man; he knows better.

→ However, the stars align and the universe conspires against you the morning you do ask him to take it out.

→ You're running late. You have an entirely packed work schedule. You slept for literal shit the night before. Your favorite pair of work pants weren't clean. You didn't have your favorite breakfast yogurt and you had to do mandatory overtime to top it all off.

→ So you ask Chris last minute as you're hastily packing up your work bag to take out the trash before you get home from work later that evening.

→ "Yeah, yeah, of course, beautiful! I'll take care of it." He promises and you believe him. Because in that moment, you don't have the time nor bandwidth to remember to question him about the other times he forgot. So, in your haste, you thank him and plant a kiss on his forehead before dashing out the door for work.

→ Well, see, Chris really did intend to do it. And he even wrote it down on a post-it note that he stuck to the monitor of his computer to remind him. But then he got distracted, watching Stay vlogs on Youtube. And then he got inspired by a mashup of Case 143 and God's Menu that a Stay had made, so he had to mess around in his studio.

→ Then suddenly it was 6:30pm. Chris is the literal physical embodiment of If You Give A Mouse A Cookie.

→ Chris hears the door open when you arrive home. And then the subsequent shout of his name. Okay, you're definitely not happy. He's also pretty sure he hears some slamming of somekind, maybe.

→ But it isn't until he hears your little feet stomping down the hall towards his studio door that he cannot help but find you the absolute cutest thing he's ever seen and heard than in this moment.

→ And lets be clear...Chris never invalidates you or dismisses you when you're upset. He just can't help but find it really fucking precious.

→ But you? Well, you're pissed. And you're determined to let his ass know. Because every other time you have been upset with him, he somehow disarms you completely and you immediately forget why you were mad in the first place.

→ Its damn near impossible to be mad at him. I mean, look at him. How can you get mad at that face? You can't, that's why.

→ Anticipating you, Chris is on the other side of his studio door just waiting. And as expected, he hears the all too familiar bang, bang, bang of your fist making contact with the door.

→ You do your best to strengthen your resolve. This time you're gonna give him the people's elbow and really let him have it. He just couldn't keep getting away with this. You know it. He knows it.

→ But that was before he'd opened his door. Well, after your little fists pounded his door, he promptly opened it and looked down at you. His head cocked to the side, one brow lifted as if he has absolutely no clue why you're standing there with your arms crossed, tapping your foot against the hardwood floor while wearing a really pathetic attempt at pure ire.

→ And you were so determined to proverbially throat punch the man, especially after the day you'd had (and to be fair, Chris probably would've let you literally throat punch him if he knew it would make you feel better). But once he opens the door and the scent of his studio and him bum rushes your nostrils, your eyes dart up to his and...and...

→ Well, god fucking damnit.

→ What were you even mad at him for? Why is he looking at you like you're some sort of damsel in distress? Why is he smiling? What's so funny?

→ "CHRISTOPHER!" Is all you can manage, your voice coming out in more of an exasperated whine and definitely not sounding any bit angry.

→ Chris stands there and mirrors you, crossing his arms and leans into the door jam with his head still cocked to the side. One of his dimples is showing and you just know he fucking knows. He knows why you're standing there. And he knows why you're upset. Or, well, you think he knows just based on the way he's looking at you like the cutest little creature he's ever seen.

→ You release your crossed arms, letting out a very audible huff through your nose as you do and you just stare at him. Blinking wildly, trying to find the resolve you knew you had about 60 seconds ago. But where it went, you haven't a fucking clue. Because he's standing there...just looking at you like you are the cutest little creature he's ever seen.

→ "Baby?" He finally responds. His voice is calm, suddenly soothing your rattled nerves. You let out yet another huff, but this time its a little less intense and you drop your shoulders.

→ "I hate you. You know that? I'm mad. I'm mad at...you!" You press your finger gently into his chest as you speak, "But...but I can't fucking remember why now because you're looking at me like that and...and...UGH!"

→ Chris knows you had a rough day. He doesn't even need to ask you to know it. He just feels it radiating off of you. So, he cocks his head to the opposite side as you stand there, trying to be mad about something and looking less and less like the raging bull you thought you did and more like a shrieking squirrel.

→ And Chris lets a beat of silence go between the both of you before he simply places each of his hands on either side of your arms and brings you close to him. You hear a soft sigh breach his lips before he leans in and presses a firm, but gentle kiss to your forehead.

→ Yeah, this fucker disarmed you with the forehead kiss this time. Damnit, damnit, damnit.

→ He leans back up, straightening himself upright before giving your arms a gentle squeeze. And he doesn't say anything. His arms fall back to his sides as he resumes his previous stance against the door jam. He's still smiling at you like you are the cutest little creature he's ever seen.

→ You let out one last sigh. Well, the man did it again. And you can't even be mad. Because I mean, look at him. Try being mad at him. Its impossible.

→ You give a shake of your head before spinning on your heels, heading back down the hall towards the kitchen. But you feel Chris' eyes are still on you. And you look back over your shoulder and yep, there those brown little boba eyes are, locked on you.

→ "I'm mad at you. So don't you dare stare at my ass as I walk away from you." You look forward again, but not before you place a hand on each butt cheek in a feeble attempt to block Chris' gaze.

→ And all you hear are his muffled giggles. His absolutely adorable, precious and cute giggles. Fucking shitbird.