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zaynesaurora · 12 hours
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ʟ&ᴅꜱ ! reaction to bedroom talk/noises — (MDNI)
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a/n: idk i had some loose thoughts and tried to turn them into something, might be nothing ! bonus boys both got promoted for this one though because im insane about caleb in particular rn
zayne ! gets off on ambient noises. the rain battering the window panes, the crackling of a wood fire, the thump of the headboard against the wall- he’s romantic like that. he's pretty quiet broadly speaking when it comes to sex and so he enjoys when the atmosphere helps him to express his feelings, his own noises typically being the air escaping his nose in heavy puffs.
he has one sound he enjoys above all those though, always prefacing it with a gentle "are you ready, my love?"- before slipping himself into your awaiting walls, revelling in the gasp that follows in response.
accompanying it will always be the sounds of kissing. zayne pulling you under the sheets, wet lips planting themselves where ever he can reach- the dip of your collar bone being top of the list as he takes you chest to chest in his own perfected version of white noise. an instrumental that makes your skin burn until he stills above you, professing his love with a groan.
xavier ! forgets who he is, who you are, where he is, what hes doing- mind blank but his mouth works overtime to chant a chorus of "yes, Yes YES" with every drop of your hips, descending on him with precision.
if he could see himself from your perspective, he'd probably be unbelievably embarrassed- unaware of the drool thats collecting in the creases at the corners of his lips with every breathy mumble, voice horse from the sheer amount of satisfaction rushing through his veins and off his tongue. the same dewy look would be collecting in his eyes. pretty blues glassing over in a way that makes him look unresposive. he'd fail to let you know he was going to come. too caught up in his own choir to give it even a fleeting thought.
breathing would be laboured after the matter, lungs struggling to catch up with themselves as he comes back to his senses. he'd be slung right off of cloud nine when you start giggling beside him- suddenly aware that he has no idea what he was saying, or the noises he was allowing to be known. you had no idea a human being could change colour so fast.
rafayel ! has fun in sex. teasing nature seeping into all aspects of your life with him regardless of certain activities so it's completely expected that your shared quaters are filled with laughter and bickering even with him burried inside you- elegant hands swatting at your arse randomly to hear you yelp in surprise for him ( he's also doing it bc it makes you tighten around him but shh)
rafs tone would alter to have a more commanding edge as the pleasure really sets in, "dont you dare stop" being a phrase often thrown around and his nails sinking further into your skin- each time it's laced with a snarl that almost makes him seem intimdating if he wasn't belly laughing only a few minutes ago.
unfortunately, or fortunately in his case, he grows impossibly hard at the thought of someone hearing you guys- his pride and ego stroked thinking of an accidental visitor learning how healthy his sex life is, poor thomas has to do damage control fairly often to keep his reputation in good light.
caleb ! has a filthy, rotten mouth when he's caught in such an act. not really in a humiliation sense but more in that he swears like a sailor- each sentence broken or seperated by various profanities as he bigs his game up to egg you one. he won't admit it ever but his wordy displays are defenitely not rhetorical. he needs, and wants, you to let him know that he's doing you well.
"fuck baby, you lik- fuck, you like that dont you?", he'd hum into your ear, sweaty foreheads pressing together in an attempt to be as close to you as humanly possible- each question laced with a sweet pet name.
this boy has a unhealthy addiction to the sound of skin on skin, heavy plat plat plats ricochetting of the walls in a steady hyponitc rhythm that knocks all remaning sanity out of his head and into his dick. he’d drive into you for hours after he’s slipped into exhaustin just to hear the way it becomes messier, stickier- wetter as he annouces his orgasm to you.
jeremiah ! desperately tries to keep himself as quite as possible, shyness seeping into his bones when a stray moans slips from behind his lips- a soft note from the back of his throat that makes his ears flush a painful, deep red and his lip catch between his teeth until the skin breaks and theres a metalic tinge to his delicate kisses.
would have the tendancy to be higher pitched when he's in the bedroom, somewhat squeaky in his efforts to keep a lid on his excitement and would just about explode at the sound of your voice carrying him toward a sweet release- air coming out in hurried pants as his shoulders start to shake, stomach convulsing in waves with each desperate attemp to fill his chest and focus his mind.
"atta boy miah", he ascendes. literally. minimal contact with the mattress when his being raises in an attempt to escape you and get closer at the same time.
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morepeachyogurt · 2 years
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chen chen, nature poem in ‘when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities’
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asoftepiloguemylove · 9 months
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Chen Chen "Elegy;" When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities // art: uknown quote: Fyodor Dostoeyevsky The Brothers Karamazov // Bianca Sparacino // Ursula Le Guin "Dragonfly;" Tales from Earthsea // pinterest // Honey Boy (2019) dir. Alma Har'el // @wuntrum
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votive · 1 year
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— Chen Chen, Ode to My Envy
excerpts from: When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities
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ladysansa · 1 year
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Alicent Hightower & Rhaenyra Targaryen, House of the Dragon, 1x08 // Chen Chen, When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities // Geeta Patel, Director of Ep. 8, “The Lord of the Tides” // Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
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womancorpse · 1 month
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Chen Chen, "NATURE POEM", When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities
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muguetdemai · 2 years
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Chen Chen, from "In the City," When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities.
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artgentil · 10 months
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please take your shoes off before entering do not disturb – chen chen (taken from the poetry collection "when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities")
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poetrywillsaveme · 2 years
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Don't be a stranger, but be strange. Come by often for a cup of tea, in all your unbridled unknowability.
from ‘Irreducible Sociality’ in When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities, by Chen Chen
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smokefalls · 2 years
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Don’t be a stranger, but be strange. Come by often for a cup of tea, in all your unbridled unknowability.
Chen Chen, “Irreducible Sociality” from When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities
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deadpoetsmusings · 1 year
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Chen Chen, from Didier et Zizou in ‘When I Grow Up I Want to be a List of Further Possibilities’
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wonderness · 1 year
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Chen Chen, from “First Light,” in When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities
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asoftepiloguemylove · 10 months
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Hey. Can I request a web weave about thinking you're not someone people can love? Thank you. Take care.
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-if i loved you less, i might be able to talk about it more. but you know what i am.
i hope this is what you were looking for !!
Sue Zhao / Fatima Aamer Bilal my heart has claws / Julien Baker Funeral Pyre / pinterest / Chen Chen Nature Poem; When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities / Silas Denver Melvin Love as an Act of Merciful Conquer (via @sweatermuppet) / pinterest / Clarice Lispector The Stream of Life / Jane Austen
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verses-to-my-heart · 7 months
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“Dreaming of one day being — As friendly as a tomato. Merciless to chin & shirtfront.”
Excerpt From
When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities
By Chen Chen
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book51ut · 8 months
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Review of When I Grow Up I Want to be a List of Further Possibilities by Chen Chen
Chen Chen has a connection with God. I had the pleasure of hearing him lecture in a poetry class I was in in college. Everything he writes I feel so deeply in my soul. My eyes jump from one word to the next with excitement, until I finish the poem and decide I want to read it again. He vocalizes thoughts that I have had but have never had to words to even describe. He has such a deep and profound understanding of human emotion. I can't even reflect on the poems because they're all fucking amazing & I'm just so in awe of HIM.
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womancorpse · 8 months
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Chen Chen, "POPLAR STREET", When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities
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