#Chaser Guiding system

[leaderwonim]

❀ DEFINITELY NOT MY CROWD.

pairing. frat!jungwon x shy!fem!reader

genre. romcom, american college au, strangers to enemies to lovers (bye??), angst, fluff, mature

synopsis. when your friend drags you out to a frat party a week before the holidays, you didn’t expect to fall into the graces of yang jungwon, one of the fraternity boys at your university. One accidental kiss with Yang Jungwon and a viral post later, you wake up to a text from your sister: “Bring your new boyfriend to Christmas dinner!” Now, you’ve got one week to turn this chaos into a holiday miracle—or a romcom disaster.

“Hey, wake up.”

Madeleine taps on your shoulder, and when you only respond with a mhmm, she takes both shoulders and shakes you violently.

“What the hell Mads!” You say, getting up in a hurry. “What can you possibly need now?”

“Oh shut up, you’re making it sound like you despise me.” She throws an arm around your shoulder. “Will you come with me to Luca’s party?”

“You know I don’t do frat parties.” You say, already brushing off her suggestion. “They’re just loud and people make out in every corner.”

“But you never go out!” Madeleine slumps her body against yours, practically trapping you on your own bed. “Please.”

“Mads I love you, but no.”

Except here you were, in front of Alpha Delta something—was it Alpha Delta Pi? You didn’t know.

All you knew was that the music was way too loud for it not to have a noise complaint from the neighboring houses, and that there were too many drunk college students stumbling everywhere on the grass out front.

“I’m soooo glad we decided to do this!” Madeleine swings her arms around your shoulder, leading you inside the gigantic frat house.

“Madeleine!” A guy comes up to the two of you, his cheeky smile never leaving his face. “And who’s this?”

“Y/N, my roommate I told you about!” Madeleine smiles at you, “you remember Will right? From Econ?”

Will. Will. You’re trying so hard to remember him, until you realize he’s the blonde in front of you, his hockey gear always taking up half of the space.

“This is my girlfriend, Kallie!” Will puts his arm around the girl next to him. “Well it’s nice seeing you Madeleine and Y/N, have a good night!”

Even though he was notoriously loud in class, he was a bit of a sweetheart, and it made you feel a bit better about being here.

“See, that wasn’t so bad right?”

You nod, letting her guide you throughout the house to the kitchen.

“Do you want Pink Whitney or Tequila?”

You decided on Pink Whitney.

“Oh shit—I’m so sorry.” The guy who bumps into you turns around, his pupils dilated and red. He’s clearly very drunk.

“It’s fine.”

“I’m Jungwon!” He smiles at you brightly, dimples showing ever so proudly.

It seemed like everybody at this party was all about smiling tonight.

“Oh Won! You’re here!” Madeleine slides you your shot, and you down it in one go, silently cursing yourself for not taking a chaser beforehand.

“Yep, kinda have to because this is my frat.”

Now that he’s not stumbling over his own foot, you come to realize he’s actually pretty cute. His brown hair is messy and he’s wearing some plain navy blue hoodie that makes him look more attractive than he actually should be.

“This is Y/N, my roommate!”

Jungwon slips his hand into yours, shaking it in a hurry. “Nice to meet you Y/N, wish it was under better circumstances.”

His joke earns a playful shove from Madeleine, who raises her eyebrows at you, already hinting that you should talk to the boy.

“Well I gotta go talk to Luca, catch you two later!”

You don’t have time to pull Madeleine back because she’s already gone, leaving you alone with Jungwon.

“Hey.” He says, now suddenly closer to you. “Wanna kiss?”

It’s a straightforward almost humorous ask, one that a stranger who’s just known you for five minutes shouldn’t ask. But because the alcohol already entered your system and you have nothing better to do; you nod.

Jungwon leaves no time for you to take a breath before sweeping in, closing the gap between yours and his mouth. You can hear hoots from his frat brothers as the kiss grows more intense.

You’re sure you’ve become the very same people that you used to make fun of—the ones who would make out at the corner of parties and act like they had no decency or self respect.

But who cares, right? This was the one time you were out, and finals had been stressing you like a pounding headache, why would a kiss from some random frat guy affect you after the party?

You were clearly very wrong.

-

The next day, you’re awaken to your annoying alarm clock, groaning as you tap aggressively on the snooze button.

“Oh shit,” you say, feeling lightheaded when you try to get up. “What time is it?”

From the corner of your eye, you can see Madeleine’s blonde hair spread out on every part of her bed, her limbs tangled in her blankets.

You try to rub your eyes as you reach for your phone, and when your vision clears, the first thing you do is let out a shrilling scream.

“WHAT THE FUCK?”

“What? What’s wrong?” Madeleine’s head pops up, her hair messy and all over her face.

Madeleine stares at you groggily as you toss your phone at her. She fumbles to catch it, squinting at the screen before her eyes widen.

She slaps a hand over her mouth, though the giggles that escape are anything but subtle.

"Why is there a video of me kissing Jungwon everywhere?!" You groan, flopping back on your bed as the stress headache from finals makes a sudden comeback.

"It's not just a video," Madeleine says, scrolling furiously. "You and Jungwon are, like, the new talk of the frat. You know how frat boys are like. The sorority girls might even be jealous."

"I'm going to die," you mutter into your pillow.

"You are not going to die, Y/N."

You groan, yanking the pillow off your face just as your phone vibrates again. Madeleine hands it back to you, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

You don't even have to check the screen to know who's texted you. You sigh and unlock it.

[annoying older sis]: Bring your new boyfriend to Christmas dinner. I’m serious. Mom’s already setting the table for him.

You sit up so fast you almost get whiplash.

"No. Nope. No way. This cannot be happening." You turn to Madeleine, holding your phone out like it’s cursed. "My family thinks Jungwon’s my boyfriend. What am I supposed to do now?!"

"Bring him!" Madeleine chirps, far too enthusiastic for this godforsaken situation.

"Are you insane? I barely know him! He’s probably already forgotten who I am."

As if the universe is mocking you, your phone buzzes again.

[Unknown Number]: Hey, it’s Jungwon. Can we talk?

You stare at the screen, heat rushing to your face.

"Is that him?" Madeleine practically screeches, leaning over to read the text. "Oh my god, Y/N, he’s texting you first. This is fate!"

"Shut up!" you hiss, pushing her away as you type back:

Sure. Where?

The response is almost instant.

[Jungwon]: Can you meet me at the campus café in an hour?

Madeleine screeches in excitement yet again.

-

An hour later, you’re already regretting your life choices as you walk into the café, spotting Jungwon sitting at a table near the window. His hoodie from last night is gone, replaced with a clean black sweater that somehow makes him look even more attractive.

When he sees you, he grins, those stupid dimples making your stomach flip for reasons you refuse to acknowledge.

"Hey," he says as you sit down across from him, awkwardly tucking your hair behind your ear.

"Hey," you reply, wondering if it’s possible to combust from secondhand embarrassment.

"So, uh…" Jungwon rubs the back of his neck, looking almost as nervous as you feel. "About last night…"

You brace yourself for him to tell you he doesn’t want anything to do with you, that the kiss was a mistake, and you should forget it ever happened.

But then he says: "I wanted to apologize. I don’t usually, like, kiss random strangers at parties. I was kinda drunk, and I just… yeah, sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

You blink, caught off guard by how genuine he sounds. "Oh, um, it’s okay. I mean, it wasn’t terrible or anything."

Jungwon raises an eyebrow, his lips twitching like he’s trying not to laugh. "Wow. 'Not terrible.' High praise."

You groan, covering your face with your hands. "Sorry. I’m awkward and shy and bad at this."

"I noticed," he says with a chuckle.

When you peek through your fingers, you find him smiling softly at you, his eyes warm and kind.

"Anyway," you say quickly, dropping your hands. "I’m sure you’ve seen the video by now."

"Yeah," he admits, rubbing the back of his neck again. "That’s actually why I wanted to talk to you. People are, uh, kinda freaking out about it. And my fraternity brothers keep calling you my girlfriend."

"Funny you should mention that," you say with a dry laugh. "My family thinks you’re my boyfriend too. My sister wants me to bring you to Christmas dinner."

His eyes widen. "Wait, seriously?"

"Yeah. And I don’t know how to tell them the truth without ruining Christmas, so I was thinking…"

"You want me to pretend to be your boyfriend?" he finishes, tilting his head.

"Just for a week!" you say quickly, holding up your hands. "We get through Christmas, and then we go our separate ways. No one has to know it wasn’t real."

Jungwon looks at you for a long moment, his expression unreadable.

Finally, he says, "Okay. I’ll do it."

You blink. "Wait, really?"

"Sure," he says with a shrug. "It sounds kinda fun. And honestly…" He leans forward, his voice dropping to a soft, almost teasing tone. "I need to get out of my frat house. They have yet to let me live down this moment."

Your face flushes, and you look away, muttering, "Frat guys are ridiculous."

"Maybe," he says, grinning.

This was going to be a disaster. You could already feel it.

-

The rest of the week feels like a blur of planning. Between texting Jungwon to coordinate your "backstory" and surviving Madeleine’s endless teasing, you barely have time to process what’s happening.

"How do we even explain how we met?" you ask Jungwon during one of your brainstorming sessions at the campus library.

"We could just tell the truth," he says, leaning back in his chair. "That we kissed at a party."

You give him a look. "Do you want my family to hate you?"

"Fair point," he laughs. "Okay, how about we say we met through Madeleine and just… hit it off?"

"Sounds fake but okay."

You decide to meet again the next day after class to properly establish some backstory for your "relationship." Jungwon shows up late, looking like he just rolled out of bed.

"Nice of you to show up," you say sarcastically, already in a foul mood from a pop quiz from your professor.

"Sorry, I was busy," he says, completely unbothered.

"Doing what? Beer pong practice?"

"Actually, yes," he says, grinning. "Gotta keep the skills sharp."

You groan. "Unbelievable. How am I supposed to convince my family you’re my boyfriend when you’re this… this frat boy?"

"Hey, being a frat boy isn’t a personality flaw," he says, feigning offense. "Besides, you’re the one who dragged me into this. If you wanted someone polished, you should’ve asked that guy from your bio class—what’s his name? Eric?"

"First of all, Eric has a girlfriend," you retort. "Second, I didn’t drag you into this. Madeleine did."

"Same difference," he says with a shrug.

You glare at him, but he just smiles, annoyingly relaxed.

This was going to be a long week.

-

You figure a visit to the Christmas market downtown might help you get some convincing couple photos. But of course, Jungwon treats the whole thing like a joke.

"Hold still," you say, holding up your phone.

Jungwon drapes an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer than necessary. "Come on, you gotta sell it, Y/N. Look like you’re in love with me."

You shove his arm off. "I can’t do that when you’re being this insufferable."

"Insufferable?" he repeats, feigning offense. "You wound me."

"You’ll live," you mutter, snapping a photo.

He peers over your shoulder at the screen. "That’s terrible. Here, let me."

Before you can protest, he takes your phone, tilts his head toward yours, and snaps a selfie. To your annoyance, it actually looks good.

"There," he says, handing the phone back to you. "You’re welcome."

You stare at the photo, trying not to notice how natural the two of you look together. "You’re so annoying."

"And yet, here we are," he says with a grin.

“Whatever.”

-

"Why do we need so much food?" Jungwon complains, trailing behind you as you push a cart through the grocery store.

"Because my family eats a lot," you say, scanning the shelves for the specific brand of cranberry sauce your mom insists on.

He picks up a box of gingerbread cookies and examines it. "Why don’t we just bring these? No one’s gonna care."

"Are you serious?" you ask, snatching the box out of his hands. "We’re not showing up with store-bought cookies. My mom would have a heart attack."

"Wow," he says, leaning against the cart. "You’re really committed to this whole 'perfect daughter' thing, huh?"

You glare at him. "Unlike you, I actually care what my family thinks."

"Touché," he says, holding up his hands in surrender. "But for the record, I think your mom would survive."

You ignore him and toss the cookies back on the shelf.

Later that night, after spending hours wrapping presents, you find Jungwon lounging on the couch in your apartment, scrolling through his phone.

"Do you ever do anything productive?" you ask, flopping down next to him.

"Define 'productive,'" he says without looking up.

"I don’t know. Something that doesn’t involve your phone or beer pong."

He smirks. "You’re obsessed with beer pong. Did someone beat you at it once or something?"

"No," you say defensively. "I just think it’s a ridiculous way to spend your time."

"Noted," he says, finally putting his phone down. "So what do you do for fun, Miss Holier-Than-Thou?"

"I read. I bake. I actually contribute to society," you say with a smug smile.

"Wow. Thrilling," he says, but there’s a teasing glint in his eye.

You roll your eyes, but before you can respond, he leans his head back against the couch and lets out a deep sigh.

"Okay, seriously, though," he says. "Are you nervous about tomorrow?"

"A little," you admit. "My family can be… a lot."

"I’ll survive," he says, turning to look at you. "But what about you? Are you gonna be okay?"

The sincerity in his voice catches you off guard. For once, he’s not teasing or joking. He’s just… Jungwon.

"Yeah," you say softly. "I think so."

"Good," he says, smiling at you. "Because no matter how terrible this dinner is, I’ve got your back."

And just like that, the walls you’ve been trying so hard to keep up start to crack.

-

By the time Christmas Eve rolls around, you’re a ball of nerves. Jungwon picks you up in his car, looking annoyingly calm and way too good in a dark green sweater and tailored coat.

"You ready?" he asks as you slide into the passenger seat.

"Absolutely not," you reply, clutching the tin of cookies you baked as a distraction the night before.

"You’ll be fine," he says, flashing you that same dimpled smile that’s starting to become your undoing.

The moment you walk through your parents’ front door, you’re greeted by your sister, Addison.

"There she is!" Addison exclaims, pulling you into a tight hug that feels more like a performance for whoever might be watching. "And this must be Jungwon!"

Jungwon smiles politely, shaking her hand. "Nice to meet you."

Addison looks him up and down, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against her champagne glass. "Wow. Y/N really outdid herself this time."

You resist the urge to roll your eyes. Your older sister has always had a way of making everything about her, even when it’s not supposed to be.

"Where’s Mom?" you ask, desperate to change the subject.

"In the kitchen,"s she says, waving a dismissive hand. "But don’t worry about that. We need to get a picture of the happy couple for Instagram."

Before you can protest, Addison drags you and Jungwon to the living room, posing you in front of the tree like a pair of dolls.

"Smile!" she says, her phone already snapping away.

Jungwon leans in closer, his arm sliding around your waist like it’s the most natural thing in the world. You stiffen for a moment before forcing a smile, trying not to think about how warm he feels.

"Perfect," Addison says, scrolling through the photos with a self-satisfied smirk.

Dinner is somehow both better and worse than you expected.

Your mom keeps asking Jungwon about his family, his major, and his plans after graduation, while your dad mostly nods approvingly between bites of turkey.

Your sister, however, spends the entire meal subtly (and not-so-subtly) comparing everything you’ve ever done to her own achievements.

"Oh, you’re studying business, Jungwon? That’s cute. My fiancé, Ryan, just got promoted to VP at his firm," she says with a laugh that grates on your nerves.

"That’s impressive," Jungwon says politely, but you can tell he’s unimpressed.

"And Y/N," Addison continues, turning her attention to you. "It’s so nice to see you with someone. I was starting to think you’d be single forever."

The table goes silent. Your mom tries to awkwardly steer the conversation elsewhere, but the damage is done. You feel your cheeks burn, and you suddenly lose your appetite.

After dinner, you excuse yourself, slipping out onto the back porch to get some air. The cold bites at your skin, but you don’t care. You just need a moment to breathe.

You’re staring at the snow-covered yard when the door creaks open behind you.

"Hey," Jungwon says softly, stepping outside. He shrugs off his coat and drapes it over your shoulders before you can protest.

"Thanks," you mumble, pulling the coat tighter around you.

"You okay?" he asks, leaning against the railing beside you.

"I’m fine," you lie, though your voice cracks on the last word.

Jungwon gives you a look, the kind that makes you feel like he can see right through you.

"She always does this," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. "Addison. The perfect sister who has to be better at everything."

"You’re not supposed to do that, you know," he says lightly, gesturing towards your cigarette.

You roll your eyes and lean against the railing, lighting it with a practiced flick of your lighter. "I don’t. I barely smoke. But, you know, desperate times…"

Jungwon chuckles, his breath fogging in the cold air. "I get it."

You exhale, the smoke curls around you, rising into the frosty night. "She just knows how to get under my skin. It’s like she’s made a career out of it."

Jungwon leans next to you, resting his elbows on the railing. "I don’t know. Sounds like she’s just jealous."

You laugh humorlessly. "Of what?"

"Of you," he says simply.

You blink at him, caught off guard. "Are you serious?"

"Completely." He reaches over and plucks the cigarette from your fingers, taking an awkward, experimental puff before immediately coughing.

You burst out laughing as he doubles over, waving a hand in front of his face. "What—what are you doing?"

"Trying to figure out what the big deal is," he says between coughs, his cheeks turning pink—though whether it’s from the cold or his failed attempt at smoking, you’re not sure.

"You don’t have to join me, you know," you tease, taking it back from him.

He straightens up, giving you a sheepish grin. "I just wanted to see what you like about it."

"It’s not about liking it," you admit, tapping the ash against the railing. "It’s more—I don’t know. It gives me something to do when I feel like falling apart."

Jungwon is quiet for a moment, watching the snow-covered yard below. Then he says, "You don’t need this."

You glance at him, surprised by the softness in his tone.

"You could just… talk to me instead,” he says, his eyes meeting yours.

Your heart does that annoying flip thing again, and you quickly look away. "Talking doesn’t solve everything, you know."

"No, but it helps." He pauses, then adds with a teasing smile, "And it’s probably better for your lungs."

You roll your eyes but can’t help smiling. "Fine. Next time, I’ll talk to you."

"Good."

The two of you fall into a comfortable silence, the kind that feels rare and precious. The cigarette burns down to a stub, and you flick it into the snow, watching the ember fade out.

His presence is warm and steady, and for the first time in what feels like forever, you don’t feel so overwhelmed.

"Thanks." You say softly. "For agreeing to this. I don't even know what I was thinking suggesting it. Addison just texted me and I freaked. I guess there was always a part of me that wanted to impress her."

Jungwon hesitates for a moment, then says, "You know, you don’t give yourself enough credit."

You glance at him, frowning. "What do you mean?"

"I mean—you let people like Addison make you feel small, but you’re not. You’re kind, and funny, and you care about people. That’s more than most people can say."

You stare at him, your throat tightening. "Why are you saying this?"

"Because it’s true," he says, his voice soft but certain.

You shake your head, looking down at your hands. "You don’t even know me that well."

"I know enough," he says.

There’s a long pause, and then, almost too quietly to hear, he adds, "I love you."

Your head snaps up, your heart pounding in your chest. "What?"

"I love you," he repeats, looking right at you.

"You’re insane." You say, voice barely above a whisper. "You’ve known me for a week. I'm awkward and I wouldn't make a good girlfriend. You'd be ashamed of me, you know."

"I love you, Y/N."

You're not too sure what to say, not expecting him to stand his ground so firmly.

"I didn’t expect this to happen. I thought this would just be some silly, fake thing. I don’t care if you think you’re awkward or shy or anything else. I love you exactly the way you are."

You take a shaky breath, your chest tight with emotions you don’t know how to name.

"I don’t know what to say," you admit.

"You don’t have to say anything," he says gently.

You nod, your heart still racing as he steps back inside, leaving you alone with the snow and the stars and the weight of his words.

For a moment, all you can do is stare at him, his cheeks pink from the cold, his eyes full of warmth and sincerity.

And then, before you can overthink it, you rise on your tiptoes and kiss him.

This time, it’s not for show. It’s not for anyone else.

It’s just for you.

[arbitrarykiwi]

Third Times a Charm: Taste Test 1/3

Nam-Gyu (Player 124) x AFAB Reader smut series

Summary: you ran into him three separate times. First was at a party, second time was at a club. And like his favorite drugs, he was addicted. The third time? Well he wasn’t going to let you get away so easy. Third times a charm and he was going to get his fix. ((Non-squid games au))

Warnings: smut(18+), drug usage(be safe, don’t do drugs, i don’t condone drug usage, all that jazz), mixing substances (…it’s a Gyu fic…there’s gonna be drugs) alcohol mentions, sex while under the influence, fingering, dirty talk, choking, exhibitionism, (he fingers you at a party), proof read but im dyslexic so spelling errors, read at your own risk

Additional chapters: Oral Fixation 2/3 , Bodytalk 3/3

The first time you ran into him was a house party.

You weren’t sure how you even ended up there- maybe a friend through a friend? You didn’t care, you were here for a good time!!

The music was loud, bodies were crowded around in someone’s loft apartment, drinks were flowing, and drugs were being passed around. You find yourself people watching as you sip from a solo cup filled with some liquor. Your friend group brings you out of a trance. Your mostly empty cup is thrown to the ground and someone replaces it with a shot.

“C’mon! take it and then hit this shit!” Your friend says pointing to the shot glass then she holds up her hand. On the top of her hand, along the back of her thumb was a white substance that you were familiar with. Wasn’t your drug of choice- but right now it seemed like just what you needed. You imagined that the heightened experience the substance would give you would only help to make this night more fun.

You quickly take the shot, the liquor burning your throat. “Now for your chaser!!” Your friend laughed and cheered, holding up her hand with the white powder.

Your nose brushes her hand, inhaling the powder and bringing your head back with a sigh. Immediately your senses are heightened, you feel like you’re buzzing and soon you’re laughing along with the group of girls who excitedly cheer on your escapades.

Your friends drag you into the crowd, the loud thrum of the music enchanting you into following them, a sway in your hips as you make your way into the sea of dancing bodies.

In the massive wave of dancing party goers- you got separated from your friends somehow, the music and substances keeping you dancing alone in the sea of people you seemed to pay no attention to. The loud vibrating bass of the song has your hips swaying, your arms running over the sides of your own body before reaching up into your hair. You felt free, all in your own little world, the drugs and alcohol in your blood stream making you feel like you're flying.

His hand snaked around the left side of your waist, across your stomach, securing itself on the right side of your waist, pulling you back against him.

You could turn around and throw a punch…but the skillful way his hips move against yours, the way his cologne fills your nose, and not to mention the multiple substances in your system, you find yourself moving your hips with his hand guiding you.

You tilt your head back to get a look at who is dancing behind you. He had dark eyes, dark hair to match. His hair was just long enough to tuck behind his ears, strands falling loose as he leans down to your ear. A silver chain is around his neck that falls tantalizingly between his collarbones. You smile sweetly at him.

“Here I was thinking I’d have to ask for your name first.” He says, a low timbre in his voice as he squeezes the small of your waist for emphasis.

His voice sends a shiver up your back. It’s a low gravely tone that tickles the shell of your ear. It has a mocking, degrading lilt to it, one that makes this all the more exciting.

“Maybe I want to do it different…” You found yourself humming as you turn yourself towards him, arms finding purchase around his shoulders. Your fingers play with the hair that sits at the base of his neck- an attempt to tease him or to ground yourself from the raging high, you weren’t sure.

His eyebrows raise as he looks down at you, his pupils blown and the whites of his eyes tinged red- at least he was just as fucked up as you, if not more. A look of a strange intrigue washes over his face as he looks you over. He’s overt about it, eyes looking at the swell of your breasts that is visible thanks to the low v-cut shirt you decided to wear.

It’s sleazy. But it’s so hot.

“Different, huh?” He hums, his arm around the small of your back keeping you pressed against him. You can feel the growing hard on that’s tenting his black slacks. He’s shameless about it too, making sure to maneuver your lower half over his erection with a deliberate guidance. “And how do you intend to do that, pretty thing?” He added with a tilt of his head, looking down at you with a smirk that you were sure was a drug in itself, making you feel higher the more you stared at him.

“You’ll have to earn it. Impress me and I’ll give you my name.” You say as you reach up to grab the silver chain that’s around his neck, pulling at it. He leans down, his face inches away from yours. You can feel the way his breath hitches as stares at your lips then to your eyes. “You think you could do that?” You say with a grin, your lips brushing against his as you spoke.

He chuckles, a low vibration that has you spinning. You could swear he was in your brain with how the deep laugh of his resounded throughout your mind and ignited goose bumps over your whole body. You can’t even respond before he swings you back around. Your back once again pressed to his chest as he slips a leg between yours, hovering you above his thigh as he moves your hips back against him.

It’s as if you are in another world, just you and him. Your eyes flutter shut and you let out a sigh of ecstasy. The people around you don’t matter, the music just a distant bass to keep the tempo of your hips. You were sure you couldn’t even focus enough to hear the lyrics if you tried. All that mattered was the feeling of his back pressed to yours, the feeling of the drugs and alcohol in your system, his rough hands gripping at the plush of your hips, and his hard on digging at the small of your back.

It was quick motion, one he did with such strategy you didn’t even realize what was happening until you felt the rough material of his pants drag against your core. Your eyes shoot open and a gasp leaves your mouth as he moves you in a deliciously slow back and forth motion along his thigh.

He guided you against him with a fluidity that had you second guessing just how much drugs you did. His head drops low once again to press his face against the side of your head. He takes a deep breath that has a shiver running up your spine as he shamelessly breathes in your scent. One of his hands travels from your hip, up your torso, and over your breasts to your sternum. Stopping there, his large hand is splayed across your collar bones, his thumb rubbing at the base of your neck.

Loud music be dammed, he was going to feel you come undone. And if he couldn’t hear the small whines and pants of breath that spilled out of your mouth while he moved you against his thigh- contributing to the growing wet spot in your panties- he was going to feel it.

He was feeling your breaths. The way your breath hitched when he flexed his thigh, the way it caught in your throat if he ground you down just a little bit harder, the way your chest rose- your whine lost to the loud music, when he ran his hand higher on the column of your neck, threatening to begin squeezing.

“How ‘bout this, hm? Impressed you enough?” He hums low, his nose brushing against the shell of your ear. Before you could retort, say some bratty comment, anything…he speaks again. “You can’t even deny it, pretty. I can feel you making a mess on my pants.”

You whimper, feeling embarrassed that you were letting him move you like this in the crowd of people around you that dance along to the music. You know he wasn’t lying either, you could feel the wetness from your panties bleed into his pants, making a mess that only helps him to move you against his thigh.

You just nod, a pathetic response, your head tilting back against his shoulder. You let him manipulate your body against his, his hand moving up your sternum to your neck, grasping at it and pulling you back against him more, tiling your head to look back at him.

“Look at you, fucked up beyond belief…on what is it? 4 different substances.” He rambles with a degrading tone, a large smirk on his face as he takes in the details of your face. Pupils blown, whites of your eyes stained red and your eyebrows turned up in a desperate expression that has a growl resounding from his throat. “And yet here you are…letting me manhandle you like this.”

He swears he could cum right then and there just by the look you were giving him. Eyes hazy and looking back at him with a doe eyed stare, lips parted as you try to find your words.

You can’t feel yourself become hotter, it’s like you can feel every thread of his pants kiss against your clit as he drags you against him. You bite your lip, trying to keep in your sounds, hoping to keep some decorum in the crowded house party. Letting a man you didn’t know get you off on his thigh? How debauched.

But you loved it.

“You poor thing…how am I supposed to learn your name if you can’t even speak.” He says with a chuckle, squeezing at your neck. You watch as he just stares at you, like you were the most delicious thing he ever had the pleasure to lay his eyes on. “I’ll go first…help you out a little, since I’m so nice.”

He snakes his hand on your hip around to the front of your stomach, and then lower, pushing down as he gyrates your hips harder against his thigh.

“W-wait, a-ahh-“ You didn’t even mean to let the wanton plea slip from your lips, but as it does, it just spurs him on. “Feels good doesn’t it?” He chides with a laugh, enjoying how easy you seem to be falling apart under him.

The drugs running through your system don’t help you, they make every feeling 100x more emphasized and it is damn near pathetic how little it’s taking you to get worked up. As much as you wish to say some snarky remark back, you can’t even think straight enough to scold yourself for not having more resilience.

“Name’s Nam-Gyu.” He says simply, stating his name first like he promised, his hand now working to bunch up the front of your skirt. The idea that anyone in this house party could look and see the two of you is still very prevalent but you couldn’t care. He releases your neck only to bring a hand up to your hair at the back of your head and force you to look down. The visual of his hand playing with the small bow of the panties you had on has your eyes fluttering shut with a shaky breath. You force your eyes open to look again. The ring on his pointer finger is cold against the skin of your pubic bone.

His fingers are long and thick, finding their way under your panties and making quick work to dip between your folds, smearing the mess you’ve mad. “Want you to say my name when I make you cum.” He says simply.

He is messy with it, rubbing his fingers between your folds as if he’s trying to memorize how you feel, playing with the arousal that has pooled in your underwear. He moves two fingers against your clit in soft, teasing motions.

He’s truly in his own world, mesmerized by the soft feeling of your pussy against his fingers. He swears he could do this for ages, just simply playing with you. He grins when he feels you grind up into his hand, a desperate attempt to catch your clit on his fingers anytime he pulls them back. God, you have got him hooked. As much as he wants to sit here and take his time with you, your eagerness spurs him on to continue.

He makes quick work of moving his fingers down, circling your entrance teasingly. He catches your eyes again, looking down at you with a hungry and drugged out gaze that leaves you entranced. You can’t find your words, every nerve is lit up by the feeling of his fingers- you swear you can feel his fingerprints, each microscopic ridge ruining you for anyone else that now dares to be with you.

His fingers work diligently, your wetness practically invites his two thick fingers into your cunt. You let out a choked breath, your body going slack. If it wasn’t for his one arm around your torso, you’re sure you would have fallen. When he’s knuckle deep in your walls, he pauses, a moan slipping out of his mouth as he finally feels just how tight you are. Your velvety walls were wrapping his fingers in a constricting vice that he never wants to leave.

His palm grinds into your clit as his fingers scissor themselves inside you. You writhe against him, biting into your lip hard enough to draw blood. It’s a rapid pace that has you twitching against him. It’s almost too much. The drugs in your system has you thinking his fingers were made for your cunt. The way they move in a delicious rhythm, spreading you open before burring deep within your warmth once again to massage the sweet spot inside of you.

“F-fuck N-Nam-Gyu.” You whine out in a desperate attempt to get him to slow down. “There it is…sweet thing.” He coos through gritted teeth, trying to restrain himself from fucking you in the middle of the crowd. “My name sounds so good coming out of your mouth..” He responds, not letting up. You can feel your thighs begin to become covered in your own wetness, his fingers not stopping, keeping up the nearly sadistic, rapid pace.

It’s embarrassing how fast you feel yourself cumming. It’s a wild wave of white hot heat that explodes over your body. You let out a gasp, your mouth soon is covered by his free hand as the gasp quickly turns into an obscene moan. Your sounds are muffled by his hand, your own hands latching onto his forearms in an attempt to keep your body upright. You can hear him growl low as he feels your pussy clench around his fingers in a spasm, your cum spilling out over his knuckles.

“Ohh…fuck….there you go.” He hisses as he finger fucks you through your orgasm. “Squeezing my fingers so hard…shit you’d feel so good around my cock…” He growls, more to himself than you but it has just as much as an effect.

He grips your chin, turning you to face him. His lips meet yours to swallow your cries as you continue to convulse around his fingers. It’s a mess of teeth and tongue, a desperate and hungry motion. He savors every moment of it- becoming addicted to the taste of your saccharine lips.

He massages you through it, his fingers pumping in gentle curling motions, wanting to drag it out. You whimper against his lips and writhe in his grip as you grind your hips desperately into his hand.

Your lips part with a messy string of saliva. You both are panting, recovering for the oxygen lost. He looks at you as if you’re a marble statue sculpted by the hands of an ancient artist. A rare marvel on display for him and him only.

His thumb runs across your bottom lip, disconnecting the remains of your kiss.

You fall limply back into him, your body twitching from the aftermaths of your orgasm. He drops his hand from your mouth, using it to brush back the mess of hair that was in your face.

You stare blankly at the ceiling as you catch your breath. His fingers are still nestled deep inside you. He nudges your cheek with his nose. His lips pressing gentle kisses on your jaw and then under your ear. “You with me still, sweetness?” He says with a chuckle as he nudges your face again.

You laugh with him, looking over to him and nodding. “That was…” You lose your voice as you try and catch your breath, a blissed out smile on your face. “Impressive?” He says jokingly, recalling the game he was playing- trying to impress you for your name.

You laugh again, nodding, leaning back into him. His fingers still inside you, he rocks you gently to the music, the motion almost calming. “Impressive enough to tell me your name?” He asked with a grin, his lips dancing along the shell of your ear as he speaks.

You’re yanked out of your post orgasm haze by a hand gripping onto your wrist that was balled into a fist by your side. You gasp, turning back forward about to cuss out the intruder out for ruining your moment with your new acquaintance.

You’re met with the face of one of the friends you showed up to the party with. Her face twisted into a worried expression as she looks at you. “There you are! We gotta go! KJ is black out and throwing up over the balcony!” Your friend says, referring to another friend, KJ, you had arrived to the house party with.

Your friend pulls you out of Nam-Gyu’s grasp, not noticing how your face was flushed and your legs were wobbly. You whine a pathetic sound as your friend yanks you off of Nam-Gyu, his fingers pulled out of your cunt in a rapid motion. She begins to pull you frantically through the crowd. You look back desperately, trying to give him an apologetic look for being taken away, assuming he’d be annoyed by your hasty exit.

Yet you didn’t see him angry. He stood in the middle of the dance floor, in the same spot you were pulled off of him. He stares directly at you, a smirk on his face as he brings his hand that was just knuckles deep in your cunt up to the air, spreading his fingers. It’s a debauched display, only for you. Your cum is between his fingers in ribbons as he spreads the digits into a ‘V’ shape. It’s shining in the lights of the party, hard to miss. He brings his fingers in front of his face his tongue slipping out between his lips to lick between the ‘V’ shape of his fingers.

He gathers your cum on his tongue, leaving it stuck out for a brief moment- making sure you saw it- before he pops the two fingers that were inside you, inside his mouth.

He rolls eyes, his head tilted back and his mouth latched to his fingers as he makes a show of letting you know how good you tasted. He brings his head back down and winks. He pulls his fingers from his mouth and smirks before turning on his heel and disappearing into the sea of dancing bodies.

Your friends drag you out of the loft apartment where the party was hosted. You stumble down the stairs, watching as your friends help KJ, who was throwing up into a plastic bag. Your mind is elsewhere.

As you stumble down the stairs of the apartment complex you can still feel your wetness covering your thighs. It’s a raunchy feeling, one that has you second guessing your standards but you can’t stop the grin that spreads on your face as you think about him once again.

And as you’re hauled into a taxi with your friends, all you could think about was him.

Nam-Gyu.

You repeated his name in your head like a mantra. You wanted so bad to go back into that party and find him, but the diligence of taking care of your friend kept you from doing so. You just hoped by some miracle you’d see him again.

It’s like you can feel the ghost of his fingers pumping in and out of you, your pussy clenching around nothing as you try to remember the exact way he felt, the way he sounded, the way he smelled.

Unbeknownst to you, he was already asking other partygoers if they knew you. Despite winning your little game, impressing you for your name- you were pulled away before you could tell him your name. And he didn’t like cheaters.

After the one taste he got of you, he’d be dammned if he didn’t get another.

[markleessodalite]

NCT Dream as Storm Chasers

content: just a little headcanon about nct dream as storm chasing youtubers :)

warnings: nonidol!dreamies, youtuber!dreamies, obviously talking about severe storms, very brief mentions of destruction but nothing super detailed. this is NOT meant to encourage storm chasing!!!! its an incredibly dangerous activity that should only be left to people who know with 100% certainty what they're doing!

a/n: i wasn't even planning on posting this but literally this entire week we've been having tornadoes in my area (nothing i'm not used to tbh) and that inspired this train of thought... actually lowk surprised that i haven't thought of something like this sooner though considering that storm chasing is one of my special interests and i literally studied meteorology in college lol (there's a timeline not too far off from this one where i become a storm chaser so this is also functioning as a fantasy fulfilment for me)

a/n pt 2: also fun fact the photo i used up here ^^ is from a tornado in Texas in 1997 that's known as the "Dead Man Walking" tornado-- bc the rotation system has two funnels that look like the legs of someone walking (weather is literally so fun)

nct dream who all run a youtube channel to document their storm chasing adventures and share critical information about upcoming severe storms

Jaemin, Jeno, and Chenle who make up the team that’s actually on the ground following the storms. Jaemin because he thinks they’re beautiful and he gets the best pictures and videos. Chenle because he can’t deny he loves a thrill and he’s brave enough to get up close and personal with the storm systems. And Jeno because the other two need at least one cautionary and sane person with them

Renjun and Mark who call themselves the “home base” who are the ones who know how to actually read the weather radars and are connected to radar stations across the country. Mark is the one who guides the ground team on where to travel to and where to stop, helping them maintain a distance that’s close but safe. And Renjun is the one communicating with the broadcast team, providing them with radar imagery and videos taken by the ground team, and translating information into words that can be understood by the general public.

And finally the broadcast team, comprised of Haechan and Jisung. Jisung, who actually doesn’t know much about meteorology compared to the others, is more than happy being the tech guy, making sure the live broadcast runs smoothly and sharing the images and videos provided by Renjun when needed. And Haechan, who is the face of the channel, whose professional yet playful demeanor is adored by regular viewers. Knowing exactly when to joke and when to be serious, he has a special charm that works wonders calming viewers during threats of severe weather.

Nct dream who grow to be the most popular storm chasers on youtube, evolving from a niche genre into a channel whose broadcasts rival the viewership of official news outlets. Nct dream as storm chasers who are known for providing aid to communities that have been damaged by the storms and encouraging their viewers to contribute to funds set up to help these communities. Nct dream who can’t deny the thrill of following tornadoes, wading through floods, enveloping themselves in barrages of hail and lightning, but who focus on the ethics behind storm chasing more than anything: providing information to help communities stay safe.

[maxknightley]

in response to a previous ask, you said:

"trans men are men and trans women are women. regardless of whether we pass, this affects how our positions are viewed - and how we conceive of and act towards other trans people."

could you please elaborate on this point? does passing or not make any difference in how our positions are viewed? how does our gender affect how we conceive of and act towards other trans people?

other people have posted on this much more extensively, but the short version is:

within the queer community in general and the trans community in particular, there is an established pattern of transmascs preying on transfems and/or ostracizing transfems on flimsy pretenses. imo, the latter in particular can sometimes mirror the broader "straight dude who won't shut up about how all his exes were Crazy Bitches, never acknowledging that he might be part of the problem" phenomenon.

particularly bad actors will at times rely on a sort of "I'm a man until it's rhetorically inconvenient" trick, casting themselves as Basically Women whenever it helps them avoid criticism

in recent years this is coupled with a dynamic where trans men can often find more success in mainstream media outlets. obviously this is all relative and conditional, but it's still a dynamic that exists

for an illustrative example: I really do not believe that any outlet would have published "a trans woman's guide to picking up trans men" like that atrocious, chaser-ass article that went around about a year ago.

I want to emphasize here, mostly for the sake of clarity: I'm talking about a systemic issue and particular bad actors. this is not to say I think All Trans Men Are Evil, just that they are in a position where they can - and at times, do - lift themselves up by shoving trans women down.

[a-deadly-serenade]

saw someone ask for more clarification on how to read the SPC's outlook maps, so here's a little guide :)

The Storm Prediction Center (SPC) is an agency a part of the National Weather Service (NWS), which in turn is a branch of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA). Located in Norman, Oklahoma, the heart of the United States's research into severe weather, the SPC's main goal is to forecast the probability of severe weather happening across the country.

Their convective outlooks are these maps that you might see floating around online:

As you can note by the ledgers present in the bottom corners of these images, each color corresponds to a level of risk on the probability of severe weather occurring within a given area, numbered 1-5.

Light green (not labeled as Marginal or MRGL) = 0/5, chance for thunderstorms, some heavy rain, strong winds, and possibly some small hail.

Darker green (Marginal or MRGL) = 1/5, low, but present risk for severe thunderstorms, including hail, damaging winds, and possible tornadoes.

Yellow (Slight or SLGT) = 2/5, a more present risk for severe thunderstorms, including hail, damaging winds, and possible tornadoes.

Orange (Enhanced or ENH) = 3/5, a higher risk for severe thunderstorms, including hail, damaging winds, and possible tornadoes.

Red (Moderate or MDT) = 4/5, more confidence for the risk of severe thunderstorms, including damaging hail, damaging winds, and possible strong tornadoes.

Pink (High/HIGH) = 5/5, very high probability for the risk of severe thunderstorms, including damaging hail, damaging winds, and possible strong, long-track tornadoes.

--> Helpful links!

SPC Outlook Map

SPC Official Twitter Account

NWS Official Twitter Account

These maps are used to help predict the probability of severe weather happening up to about 3 days in advance. Days 1-3 are their most accurate, however, it is important to note that weather is ever-changing, and even Day 1 outlooks, or the day of, can change throughout as more data comes in via weather models or even on-the-ground storm chasers.

At the bottom of every single outlook map, is a detailed mesoscale analysis done by a meteorologist at the NWS breaking down the schematics by location of the system moving through that day. As an example, this is the discussion for today, March 15, 2025:

These are all extremely helpful tools that are completely FREE to use! If you live in an area that is prone to severe weather, I would highly recommend you get into the habit of becoming more weather aware and familiarizing yourself with these maps to keep yourself and your loved ones safe.

Below, I will break down a couple more tabs available for further analysis. These will be under the cut, as just a little extra for those who are especially curious ;)

The SPC additionally publishes the percent risk of these storms coming with damaging winds, damaging hail, and tornadoes. As an example, I will present and explain the risks associated with the storms happening today, March 15, 2025:

As you can see, all the parameters have been met in Alabama and Mississippi that warrant a level 5/5, or a High Risk that severe weather will occur within the pink-shaded area, with the risk descending as you go further North into the Ohio River Valley. Now, let's look at the probability of a tornado occurring within these areas:

As noted by the table at the bottom, there is a 30% chance of a tornado occurring within the pink-shaded area. Not only that, the entire stretch crossing all the way from Louisiana up to Tennesee, is marked by these black dots. These are hatches, and this indicates that the tornadoes that could occur, have a higher probability of being rated an EF2+. Tornadoes are rated on the Enhanced Fujita scale, going from EF0-EF5:

You can also look at the probability of damaging winds:

And damaging hail:

[gender-goth]

ㅤㅤㅤPERSONA — THEMED ; ALT SYSTEM TERMS

SYSTEM NAMES ; The Velvet Room, The Specialized Extracurricular Execution Squad ( or any mashup of SEES ), The Shadow-Hunting Team, The Gentlemen Thieves, The Thieves of Heart / Shadows, The Cognitive Souls, The Velvet ( Room ) Attendants, The Safe Room, Evoker Squad, Shadows of Mankind, The Persona Users, The Phantom Thieves ( of Heart ), The Investigation Team / Squad, The TV Dwellers, Those who Awaken, The Eternal Game, Taurtus Invaders / Explorers / Conquerors, The Taurtus System, Mementos Missions, The Mementos System, The TV World Guides / Explorers / Invaders, Back of The TV System, The Golden TV ( World ), Humanity's Subconscious, The Rumor Busters / Chasers / Debunkers

"SYSTEM" ; Cognition / Cognitive, Thieves, Squad, Weilders, Arcana, ( Persona ) Masters, Occult, Myth Busters, Psyche, Dungeon, Subconscious, Negotiation, Game, Eternal, Sin( ners ), Strikers, Tactica, Reload, Golden, Dualities

"ALTERS" ; Personas*, Shadows, Demons or Devils, Souls ( of the sea ), Other selves, ( Persona ) Users, ( Party ) Members, ( Major ) Arcanas, The Occult( ist )s, Debunkers, Cards, True Selves, Fused ( like fused personas! ), Summons, Social Links, Confidants, Negotiators, Masks, Evokers, Thieves, The Lost or Lost

Anything marked with * is something we personally use :)

All system names provided may be ended with system, collective, or any other alternative system terms.

[fallenines]

Intro

I am a 27 year old (1998) autistic plural trans girl (she/her)

System Members:

Ines Nightshade-Icodendron First and Second Floret Pluribus (Floret Angel, she/her)

Ruby Nightshade First Floret Pluribus (Floret Puppygirl, she/her)

Current Fandoms: Human Domestication Guide

obviously minors, terfs, chasers, and other frustrating people do not interact.

Generally open to dms just shoot me an ask first. I can be kind of a lot at times, and I apologize in advance if that ever causes issues.

Psychedelic friendly

Very kink friendly

[astronomyforastrologers]

Solar Storms Are Driving Farmers Crazy

Planting season is a hectic time for farmers. For many, it means working through the night using GPS-guided tractors to plant thousands of acres in a short period of time. The season was in full swing on May 10, 2024, when the biggest solar storm in decades struck Earth.

"Our tractors acted like they were demon possessed," says Elaine Ramstad, a Spaceweather.com reader and aurora chaser who helps out on a family farm in Northern Minnesota. "All my cousins called me during the May 10th storm to tell me that 'my auroras' were driving them crazy while they were planting."

Modern farmers rely heavily on GPS. Guided by satellites, smart tractors can work around the clock, seeding perfectly straight rows with precise amounts of seed and fertilizer. When harvesting time comes, the tractors can return to exactly the same spots to pick the crops.

This kind of precision agriculture has become widespread. "I would guess 80% or more of all farmers in the Midwest use at least basic GPS for something--whether it's auto-steer or yield mapping," says Ethan Smidt, a service manager for John Deere. "At least 50% of all farmers are VERY reliant on GPS and use it on every machine all year long."

Solar activity poses a growing problem for farm-tech. During big solar storms, a layer of Earth's atmosphere called "the ionosphere" fills with bubbles, waves, and turbulence, which severely distort radio signals from GPS satellites. Sometimes tractors and harvesters can't lock on, which stops them in their tracks. Or the signal may be garbled, causing them to juke back and forth.

Crooked rows in Iowa caused by a solar storm.

May 10th wasn't the end of it. Tractors went off-course again during the autumnal storms of Oct. 6th and 10th.

Ramstad was helping her cousins defoliate sugar beets on Oct. 6th when her tractor started acting up: "As the aurora activity began, my GPS was off by close to a foot. Twice while on Autosteer, the tractor danced a row to the left, to the right — and then the defoliator was off a row, so I had to  loop around and start over. By nightfall, there was no controlling the Autosteer."

Indiana farmer Michael Spencer had a similar experience: "This fall was the first time I was able to see the aurora. My hair was standing on end from the beauty, however, it did make the John Deere tech dance. When the storms were strongest around Oct. 7th, my tractor's Autosteer system would 'jump the line'--meaning, the tractor would make a quick jolt left or right and I would have to manually reset."

A beet defoliator--an example of massive hardware thrown off course by solar activity.

It doesn't take an historic solar storm to cause problems. While the May 10th storm was a rare and extreme category G5, storms in October were much more common category G3 and G4 events. All of them sent massive pieces of hardware off course.

NASA says that Solar Maximum has arrived, and it could last for another 1 to 2 years, confusing tractors again in 2025 and 2026. Stay tuned for more crooked rows. Solar storm alerts: SMS Text

[ask-thedotflow-cast]

HI!!!!!!

this is a sort of rp/ask blog for the characters of .flow!!! choose to interact the kaibutsu, brother, sabitsuki, oreko, yellow dress-san, and more!

a little about the mod...

I'm called momo! im 18, and a system. but this is an exclusive blog to me so you will always be interacting with me don't worry.

i havent checked if this was done yet (closest i can remember is the suki friends (rip)) so please please please let me be a unique ask blog for rust's sake

tag guide

#sabs -> anything from sabitsukis pov!

#rust -> anything from rust's pov (on this blog they are two different people)

#oreko -> anything from oreko's pov

#smile -> anything from smile's pov

etc etc for all the characters. (INCLUDING the kaibutsu and fetuses. yes. the main chasers of the game get love too)

rules!

-> there are sexual tones in the game yes but that DOES NOT MEAN you can put them in sexual scenarios. I have to write down what they say. tch

-> dont be a dick please.

-> you can ask as many people p much anything in one ask!

thats all,,,, stay rusty guys,,,,

[soulmuppet]

We're a DAY away from launch so lets talk about what you can expect in AFTERBURN!

Orbital Blues is known to be a game of SAD SPACE COWBOYS. Your depressed & downtrodden Outlaws travel the galaxy trying to making ends meet. Afterburn is about LOVE, EXCITEMENT and ADRENALINE.

Inside our first hardcover expansion you'll find:

A sprawling sandbox adventure "RED SHIFT RIDERS" written by our very own @samsleney !

An in-world spaceship catalogue all beautifully illustrated by @tinywoodsman

A Storyteller's Guide with tips and advice on running a game of Orbital Blues.

RED SHIFT RIDERS

Set in the "Tennessee-Five" a richly-storied star system home to several major movers and shakers in the Outlaw Frontier. Where the famous ‘Red Shift’ run brings many spacers, racers, and credit-chasers to the system in hope of collecting its life-changing prize pool.

The Spaceship Handbook

Features a dozen new classes of characterful spaceships. You might use this to generate a Crew Ship or to add variance in the types of spaceships you might find in the Outlaw Galaxy. All completed with illustrations, in-world adverts and flavour text

BUT WAIT THERE IS MORE!!

Because we were jealous INSPIRED by The Estate by Mausritter we wanted to make our own boxset. But how to make it retro? Put it in a VHS Case! (yes still make those) Rogue Anthems will feature pamphlets from an amazing series of guest writers from across the RPG scene.

It'll feature the brilliant talents of @WriterBlades , @mytholder , @makapatag , @RatWaveGH and Connor Shearwood (also @JellyMuppet is writing one)

We want to expand Orbital Blues from a single book with a couple of adventures into a fully supported system with everything you need for years of adventuring in the Outlaw Galaxy.

So come follow along and maybe help your Sad Space Cowboys find happiness

[threeclans]

hi there! trove anon again <3 are their names limited in anyway? in a sense if they have any first names that may be considered 'taboo' or How they name in the first place! Is it based off of appearance? their surroundings? just vibes and energy ? on that same note, are suffixes also open ended or is there a list for each of the seasons :0 sorry for all the questions, the naming system just sounds so unique and i didn't want to flood with lore/system questions too quickly haha

Hi there! As far as Trove naming goes, guidelines and limits do exist to some extent, though the specifics again take a form unlike clan names as we have our own guide for what may be applicable in the ranks of warriors.

Generally, the first guideline is that the Trove will always accept names that are of natural origin — think things like categories of animals, plants, weather, etc. — and will generally ask for any cat bearing a "kittypet" or "loner" name (so if a cat was named Minnie Mouse, for example) to change their name / take on a new prefix when they join.

Unlike the clans which do tend to prioritize appearance based names, the Trove does not inherently focus on such a thing; generally, it is common for associations to be drawn (an orange cat being named Flame, a gray cat being named Jay) but oftentimes the Trove will name for other associations with prefixes or will choose a prefix that has no natural link to a color, such as something like Swoop, Quiet, or Drift, all prefixes present in the Trove currently.

The most rigid naming gets in the Trove is definitely in the form of suffixes, which are split by association with season. Each season is given a list of suffixes to choose from. Members are free to suggest new suffixes to be added and adapted onto these lists at any time as the Trove is a group which has taken on new names through the form of suffixes before; Mods will, of course, have to discuss any new name suggestions and whether we feel they are apt for a particular season before an official addition is made, but the option for growth is always there! As a small sampling, I'll list a handful of suffixes in the form of names of Trove cats from each season below. A complete list will inevitably be available for anyone hoping to apply!

For Summer names, we have Shadow Chaser, Lucky Streak, and Howling Dusk.

For Fall names, we have Wandering Soul, Butterfly Song, and Gale Moon.

For Winter names, we have Screeching Fury, Coiling Pool, and Sheep Strike.

For Spring names, we have Hound Belly, Hopping Rabbit, and Potato Sprout.

As you can see, some of these names are a simple first part and second part, while others utilize the incorporation of adding "-ing" to a prefix originally shorter (Howl, Wander, Screech, Coil) to make the name flow further. In the case of Hopping Rabbit, there is the unique utilization of a Spring suffix, -Hop, being transformed to a prefix, which is something that may be done as well, so long as the suffix remains within its appropriate season. For example, the suffix "-Flame" is a Summer suffix; one could utilize it to name a Summer-born cat, Wolf, Flaming Wolf.

Another naming tidbit is that leaders all bear a suffix specific to their season. Summer leaders are given -Sun, Fall leaders -Leaf, Winter leaders -Frost, and Spring leaders -Breeze. Currently, the Trove leaders are Silver Sun, Whistling Leaf, Dandelion Frost, and Rose Breeze.

The only names that might be considered "taboo" to take on would be those of the original four leaders / "founders" of the Trove according to their origin story. Though leader names honor them through suffixes, it's certainly seen as a bit out of pocket to take on their prefixes; they were named Speckled Sun, Furled Leaf, Blizzard Frost, and Whispering Breeze.

Mod Maya

[mcrvapes]

The Ultimate Guide to Disposable Vapes: Pros, Cons & Best Picks

Introduction

Disposable vapes have surged in popularity due to their convenience, ease of use, and wide variety of flavours. Whether you’re a beginner or an experienced vaper looking for a hassle-free option, disposables offer a simple solution. In this guide, we’ll explore how disposable vapes work, their advantages and disadvantages, and some top recommendations available at MCR Vapes.

What Are Disposable Vapes?

Disposable vapes are compact, pre-filled e-cigarettes designed for single use. Unlike refillable vapes, they come with a built-in battery and e-liquid, meaning no charging or refilling is required. Once the e-liquid runs out or the battery dies, you simply dispose of the device (responsibly) and replace it.

Key Features:

✅ No maintenance – No coils, tanks, or refills needed. ✅ Portable & lightweight – Perfect for on-the-go vaping. ✅ Pre-filled & pre-charged – Ready to use straight out of the box. ✅ Wide flavour selection – From fruity to dessert-inspired options.

Pros & Cons of Disposable Vapes

✅ Advantages

✔ User-friendly – Ideal for beginners (no buttons or settings). ✔ Compact & discreet – Fits easily in a pocket or bag. ✔ No leaks or spills – Sealed design prevents mess. ✔ Great for testing flavours – Try different tastes without commitment.

❌ Disadvantages

✖ Limited battery life – Once dead, the device is unusable. ✖ Higher long-term cost – More expensive than refillable options over time. ✖ Less eco-friendly – Single-use plastics contribute to waste. ✖ Lower vapour production – Not ideal for cloud chasers.

How Long Do Disposable Vapes Last?

Most disposables offer 300 to 600 puffs, roughly equivalent to 1-2 packs of cigarettes. Battery life depends on usage, but they typically last a few days to a week for moderate vapers.

Tips to Extend Disposable Vape Life:

Take shorter, gentler puffs.

Store in a cool, dry place.

Avoid chain vaping (overheating can burn the coil prematurely).

Best Disposable Vapes to Try

At MCR Vapes, we stock some of the most popular disposable brands, including:

🔥 Elf Bar – Famous for long-lasting flavour and smooth hits. 🔥 Lost Mary – Compact design with bold, fruity options. 🔥 Crystal Bar – Crisp, icy flavours with a sleek finish. 🔥 Geek Bar – High puff count and rich, layered tastes.

👉 Browse our full disposable vape collection here!

Are Disposable Vapes Right for You?

Disposables are perfect if you:

Want a no-fuss, portable vaping experience.

Are new to vaping and don’t want to deal with coils or settings.

Like trying different flavours without buying large bottles.

However, if you’re a heavy vaper or prefer customisation, a refillable pod system may be more cost-effective.

Final Thoughts

Disposable vapes offer unmatched convenience and variety, making them a favourite among many vapers. While they may not be the most economical long-term option, their ease of use and great flavours make them worth trying.

Ready to explore disposable vapes? Check out our bestsellers at MCR Vapes today!

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Finding the Best Roofing Companies in Colorado: Your Complete Guide

When it comes to protecting your home or business, your roof is one of the most vital components. In a state like Colorado — known for its dramatic weather shifts, hail storms, and intense sun exposure — having a strong, reliable roof is not a luxury; it's a necessity. Whether you're searching for the best roofing companies in Colorado, planning a full roof replacement, or simply need minor repairs, this guide will help you make an informed decision.

✅ Why Choosing a Local Colorado Roofing Company Matters

Colorado has a unique climate, and not every roofing contractor understands the intricacies of it. Local Colorado roofing companies are better equipped to handle region-specific challenges such as:

Hail and Wind Damage

Ice Dams and Snow Accumulation

UV Degradation at high elevations

Sudden Weather Changes affecting materials

Hiring roofing contractors in Colorado who understand these conditions means you're more likely to get a long-lasting, weather-resistant roof.

🧠 EEAT: What Sets Trusted Roofers Apart?

Search engines like Google prioritize content based on EEAT (Experience, Expertise, Authoritativeness, and Trustworthiness). But when hiring a roofer, you should look for the same traits:

Experience – How long have they been serving Colorado?

Expertise – Are they certified or trained in roofing systems suitable for high altitudes and diverse weather?

Authoritativeness – Do they have strong reviews, case studies, and referrals?

Trustworthiness – Are they licensed, insured, and willing to provide warranties?

The best roofers in Colorado demonstrate EEAT by offering transparent quotes, showcasing past work, and standing behind their services.

🏗️ Services Offered by Roofing Companies in Colorado

Whether you're in Denver, Colorado Springs, Boulder, or Fort Collins, professional roofing companies should provide:

Roof Inspections & Maintenance

Leak Detection and Emergency Repairs

Roof Replacements (Shingle, Tile, Metal, Flat Roofs)

Storm Damage Restoration & Insurance Support

Gutter Installation & Siding Services

If you're based in southern Colorado, especially around Colorado Springs, look for roofers in Colorado Springs that specialize in both residential and commercial roofing.

🔍 How to Choose the Right Roofing Contractor in Colorado

Here are some tips to help you choose the best roofing company:

Check for Local Licenses & Insurance

Read Reviews on Google, BBB, Yelp, and Angi

Ask for References and Look at Past Projects

Avoid Storm Chasers — always choose established, local businesses

Get Detailed Estimates — including material costs, labor, timeframes, and warranty

🌟 Top Qualities of the Best Roofers in Colorado

Prompt & Responsive Customer Service

Knowledge of Insurance Claims Processes

Use of Quality Materials (CertainTeed, Owens Corning, GAF)

Safety-Certified Crews

Environmentally-Friendly Options such as cool roofing and solar integration

📍 Colorado Springs Roofers: Why They Stand Out

Roofers in Colorado Springs deal with everything from high winds in Monument to hailstorms in Fountain. Reputable companies in this area often offer:

24/7 Emergency Repairs

Free Roof Inspections

Military & Veteran Discounts

Flexible Financing Options

📝 Final Thoughts: Don’t Settle for Less

Your roof protects everything you care about. Don’t gamble on unverified companies or too-good-to-be-true prices. Instead, work with Colorado roofing contractors who are certified, well-reviewed, and committed to safety and quality.

Whether you need a full roof replacement or a minor patch after a storm, trust the roofing companies in Colorado that bring experience, expertise, and professionalism to every job.

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Stop Becoming; Start Being: Vasugupta’s Sutras of Liberation

The world is obsessed with becoming—becoming successful, spiritual, enlightened, better, more. But what if the highest liberation is not in becoming anything… but in being fully, fearlessly, and freely what you already are?

This is the thunderous whisper of Vasugupta’s Shiva Sutras: “The Real is not reached through effort; it is realized through awareness.”

In a world of constant upgrades, Kashmiri Shaivism drops the ultimate truth bomb: you are not incomplete. The Self is not a seed waiting to grow into something else. It is a living flame, hidden by layers of mind-identification, cultural programming, and the addiction to self-improvement.

The Liberation Beyond Effort

Vasugupta does not deny the power of practices, but he throws a curveball at the practitioner: “Who is the doer of this practice?”

The Shiva Sutras do not guide you to "fix yourself." They reveal that the one trying to fix you is the illusion.

The more you chase becoming spiritual, the further you go from the truth. Why? Because the chaser is rooted in lack, and truth lives in completeness.

You are Shiva—not symbolically, not metaphorically. Literally. Not a part of him. Not a spark. You are the whole fire.

Becoming Is the Ego’s Disguise

Your desire to become better is the ego’s clever strategy to survive. It wants to keep moving the goalpost. It says, “You’ll be free… when you meditate more, when you chant more, when you learn more.” But Vasugupta flips the table: Freedom is not a destination. It is your starting point.

In this framework, every moment is sacred. There are no special states. No spiritual high score. No advanced yogi badge.

It is not about becoming the best version of yourself. It’s about seeing that you were never a version to begin with. You are pure Awareness.

Divergent Insight: Awareness is Not an Experience

Here’s the shocker: Awareness is not something you feel. It’s what you ARE, even when you’re not feeling spiritual.

You could be angry, jealous, bored, or scrolling through cat memes—Awareness remains untouched.

This is where Vasugupta goes nuclear on conventional spirituality: The “real you” is not found in temples or mountaintops—it’s behind your thoughts right now, watching, waiting, whispering:

“Stop becoming. Start being.”

🧰 Practical Toolkit: Embodying ‘Being’ in Daily Life

3-Second Presence Pauses Every time you reach for your phone, pause. Feel your breath. Notice the Awareness behind the impulse. Repeat: “I am already here.”

Identity Strip Journaling Write down 5 things you believe about yourself. Now cross them all out. Sit with what remains: the Observer.

Do-Nothing Minutes Schedule 3–5 minutes a day where you do absolutely nothing. No phone, no thoughts to chase. Just BE. This resets the nervous system and reconnects you to Shiva within.

Mirror Shiva Practice Stand before a mirror. Gaze deeply. Whisper: “I am That.” Watch what arises. Watch who watches what arises.

Unbecoming Mantra Silently repeat: “Not this, not that. I am.” Use this when caught in drama or overthinking.

Final Word

Spirituality isn’t an upgrade. It’s a download—of everything you’ve been running from. Vasugupta’s Sutras aren’t maps to help you arrive; they are mirrors that shatter the illusion of the journey.

Stop reaching.

Stop fixing.

Start being. Because you already are.

🕉️

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Recruiting Digital Trailblazers: A Guide on Key Leadership Interview Questions 

Digital leader recruitment demands far more than assessing a resume or years in a role. Companies aiming to accelerate digital transformation strategy must find executives who not only think innovatively but can also lead change with clarity, speed, and confidence. These individuals—Digital Trailblazers—are future-focused, data-savvy, and deeply rooted in technology-enabled business thinking. Identifying them starts with the right questions. 

Why Traditional Interviews Fail for Digital Trailblazers 

Standard leadership interviews fall short when evaluating candidates who are expected to guide enterprise-level digital transformation leadership. Most conventional frameworks center around operational efficiency, team management, or P&L ownership. While relevant, these fail to capture a digital leader’s ability to drive growth through technological innovation. 

Strategic Interview Questions to Identify Digital Trailblazers 

Recruiters and boards must rethink the structure of their interviews. The following interview questions are designed to reveal the candidate’s strategic mindset, comfort with ambiguity, and executional strength in digital domains. 

1. “What does digital transformation mean to you, and how have you led it?” 

This question tests clarity of thought and real-world experience. A true Digital Trailblazer will articulate digital transformation as more than implementing new tools. Look for answers that involve redefining customer journeys, reengineering processes with automation, leveraging data analytics for decision-making, and transforming business models—not merely adopting cloud or AI. 

2. “Can you walk us through a failed digital initiative you led? What did you learn?” 

Every digital leader encounters resistance, technical constraints, or underperforming pilots. The right candidate embraces these as learning opportunities. Listen for lessons related to stakeholder alignment, user adoption, change fatigue, or iterative product development. Growth-minded leaders take accountability and adjust. 

3. “How do you prioritize investments between legacy system modernization and innovation projects?” 

This question assesses strategic judgment. Digital transformation requires balancing core operational stability with future-ready innovation. Strong candidates explain how they allocate budget, resources, and leadership attention—often employing frameworks like bimodal IT or innovation sprints alongside legacy refactoring. 

4. “What metrics do you use to track digital transformation progress?” 

High-performing digital leaders focus on measurable impact. Strong responses include KPIs around time-to-market, customer satisfaction (e.g., NPS), revenue from digital channels, adoption rates, and operational efficiencies. Candidates should demonstrate comfort with dashboards, OKRs, and agile methodologies. 

5. “How do you build digital talent within traditional teams?” 

Cultural integration is vital. Digital leaders must upskill legacy teams and attract high-caliber digital talent. Great responses will include talent roadmaps, coaching strategies, cross-functional squads, and collaboration between business and tech. They will also reveal the leader’s emotional intelligence and ability to influence culture. 

6. “Which technologies are overhyped, and which are underutilized in business today?” 

This is a great filter for trend-chasers versus true thinkers. Look for depth in AI, data engineering, automation, blockchain, or edge computing. Real leaders can explain practical limitations and contextual applications. Insights should be based on business value, not buzzwords. 

7. “How do you align cross-functional teams around a shared digital vision?” 

A vital trait of digital transformation leadership is stakeholder alignment. Strong responses involve clear narratives, agile rituals, value stream mapping, executive sponsorship, and regular storytelling. Collaboration across marketing, IT, finance, and operations is key. 

8. “What role should sustainability and ESG play in digital transformation strategy?” 

Modern digital leadership connects profitability with responsibility. Top candidates will incorporate ESG metrics into digital strategy—such as using analytics to optimize energy use, designing sustainable supply chains, or applying AI for regulatory compliance. 

What Makes a Digital Trailblazer Stand Out 

Beyond technical know-how, Digital Trailblazers exhibit: 

Visionary thinking grounded in business impact 

Change leadership under pressure 

Comfort with fast pivots and failing forward 

Natural fluency in data-driven decision-making 

Ability to communicate tech strategy to non-technical audiences 

These traits emerge in the stories candidates tell. Behavioral questions like “Tell me about a time when...” are essential to draw out these qualities. 

Red Flags During Interviews 

Certain patterns may indicate the candidate is not yet ready to lead transformative change: 

Overemphasis on tools instead of outcomes 

Lack of cross-functional collaboration examples 

Inability to discuss failure transparently 

No mention of user-centric design or customer insights 

Tech-centric thinking with no linkage to revenue or growth 

Vantedge Search: Finding Digital Trailblazers with Precision 

Vantedge Search specializes in identifying senior leaders who accelerate transformation and innovation. With deep expertise in executive search for digital leadership, the firm helps organizations secure talent that delivers measurable growth and competitive edge. Their structured assessment model is built around behavioral analytics, industry benchmarks, and a proprietary digital competency framework. 

Conclusion: Build Your Digital Future with the Right Questions 

Interviewing for digital leader recruitment requires a sharper lens. Leaders who can define, own, and scale a digital transformation strategy are not easy to find, but the right interview approach can reveal them. Ask bold, specific, and impact-driven questions. Probe for failures. Measure adaptability, curiosity, and clarity. The future belongs to those who can lead technology with humanity. 

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From Street to Keep Track Of: Updating Your JDM Car for Racing

Introduction

In the world of automotive enthusiasts, few things stir up enthusiasm like Eastern Residential Market (JDM) autos. These iconic automobiles-- believe Honda Civics, Toyota Supras, and Nissan GT-Rs-- have actually gained an online reputation for their efficiency, dependability, and also exhilarating steering experience. Yet what takes place when you desire to take your treasured street automobile and transform it into a powerful racing machine? Accept to the exciting adventure of improving your JDM automobile for dashing! In this significant quick guide, our team'll look into every aspect of the improvement, coming from necessary engine modifications to the most effective aftermarket parts on call in the market today.

From Road to Keep track of: Improving Your JDM Auto for Racing

When you choose hd werks ZX100 Chaser Vent Gaugeholder to update your JDM motor vehicle for racing, you're certainly not just making modifications; you're embarking on a trip that will certainly enrich every facet of your car's efficiency. The appeal of updating hinge on the myriad choices readily available to tailor your automobile's capacities to meet particular racing criteria. Whether you possess a Honda Civic or even a Toyota GT86, each upgrade ought to be actually considered properly to optimize your auto's potential.

Understanding Efficiency Needs

Before diving into details upgrades, it's crucial to comprehend what type of competing you'll participate in. Various competitions demand different setups. Are you checking out drag auto racing or roadway training course activities? Each field has its very own set of needs and criteria.

Drag Racing: Concentrate on straight-line speed. Track Days: Stresses handling and also stopping performance. Time Trials: A combo of each velocity and also handling.

Identifying your key emphasis is going to aid direct your upgrades effectively.

Key Components for Upgrading

When planning upgrades, a number of center components come into play. Right here is actually an introduction:

Engine Modifications Suspension Enhancements Braking Systems Wheels and Tires Weight Reduction Techniques Aerodynamic Improvements

Each part plays a crucial function in just how ZX100 Chaser Vent Gaugeholder your auto plays on the track.

Essential Motor Modifications Upgrading Your Engine: Functionality Components & Choices

The motor is actually usually referred to as "the soul" of any auto, especially when it pertains to racing. To make the most of efficiency, take into consideration these key alterations:

1. High-Performance Air Intake Systems

A high-flow air consumption body permits much more sky right into the engine while reducing regulations. This can considerably boost horse power and also torque.

2. Exhaust System Upgrades

Upgrading the exhaust unit not just enhances audio however also improves airflow away from the engine, resulting in better performance.

3. ECU Tuning

Reprogramming or even remapping the Motor Command Device (ECU) may optimize fuel combinations and ignition time based on