#as per usual i only liked the girls in this game lol

[pcktknife]

more dangans from memory

[missjomarch]

In My Blood

Pairing: Luca Fantilli x reader Word Count: 1.6k Warnings: anxiety, panic attack A/N: unedited (per usual), but I got tired of rereading it lol. Here's some slight angst for your Tuesday. Slightly inspired by ‘In My Blood’ by Shawn Mendes. Happy 4th to those who celebrate!

You had gotten yourself into this situation, really. With a history of anxiety, and a tendency to push yourself past your limits, you should’ve been a little more prepared for this time of year. It was late November, and with the holidays and finals week quickly approaching, you were wound tighter than a drum. This had been one of the most academically challenging semesters of college yet, and you needed a decent grade on your finals to maintain your scholarship eligibility. Not only that, but to maintain the approval of your overbearing parents. You had returned from thanksgiving break with a renewed fear of failure after your parents spent the holiday reminding you that if you fell below a 3.0 they wouldn’t continue to help you pay for college. 

Managing the challenges of school was difficult enough, but this year you started your internship with Michigan Athletics as well. You joined the hockey media team in August, and it’s been the best part of your college career so far. Going to practices, media days, and games were always the highlight of your week. You had already been close friends with most of the team as you’d started dating Luca last year, and being a media girl just gave you an excuse to tag along to even more team events. You loved this team and position with your whole heart. However, it doesn’t come without its own stressors. 

You were already anxious, but it only multiplied when Kristy, the head of staff for media, pulled you into her office today towards the end of practice. She had never been unkind to you, but she was incredibly cut-throat and always strictly business. So when she implied that you weren’t adequately performing your media duties, it shouldn’t have felt so personal. However, it left you feeling incredibly deflated and underappreciated. As a perfectionist, you often lived to please other people. So the disappointed tone of Kristy’s voice sent you spiraling. 

After the rather one - sided conversation on how you ‘could be better’, you were left feeling like a scolded child. You could already feel the weight gathering in your chest before she even finished speaking, and before you left, she assigned you yet another promotional project to finish by the end of the week. It was all you could do to mumble a ‘yes ma’am’ before bolting out of her office. 

The tears were already falling by the time you reached the end of the hallway, hands trembling as you rounded corner after corner. You didn’t know where you were going, but you needed to find somewhere to calm down. Yost was like your second home, but with every turn you took your breath quickened even more. Your brain screaming at you as you practically sprinted through the arena, panic was setting in. The thoughts were so loud that you didn’t even register the person in front of you until you rounded the corner and slammed right into their chest. 

The body let out an umph at the impact, hands instinctively finding your shoulders. As you looked up, hot tears burning your face, you were met with the familiar eyes of Adam Fantilli. He observed your frantic appearance, and his face immediately scrunched with concern. 

“Y/N? What’s wrong?” 

Adam’s question was met with silence, but he could feel the panic radiating off you. You only cried harder as he stared down at you, your hand involuntarily moving to claw at your throat. Adam quickly pulled you down the hallway and into an empty trainer’s room, closing the door behind him. 

“What happened?” Adam tried again, but you only shook your head. You were beginning to hyperventilate, and your whole body was now trembling. Suddenly feeling too feeble to stand, you sank down into the chair beside you.

Adam finally realized the severity of the situation and conceded, “Okay, okay. Stay here, I’m gonna go get Luca.” 

You barely registered anything from his parting sentence, aside from your boyfriend’s name. All you could hear was the booming of your own pulse and the shaky, shallow breaths you barely managed to inhale. You knew you should try to control your breathing, but it felt like someone had placed a cement block atop your lungs. Your hand rubbed absent mindedly at the aching pain in your chest as you tried to shake the feeling of impending doom. The world felt like it was ending, but you were frozen. Condemned to watch it happen. Just as the dizziness began to set in someone appeared in front of you. It took you a moment to recognize that it was your boyfriend, Luca, who kneeled before you. He was speaking, but you couldn’t hear him over the ringing in your ears. 

“Luca?” you breathed, peering down at him through your tears. 

He had a tight grip on your trembling hands, “I’m here, love. What’s going on?” 

You had been slightly distracted by his sudden appearance, but now you were back in your previous state of panic. 

Sobs wracked your body as you heaved, “I can’t breathe, Lu.” Your tone was painfully pleading, and shattered Luca’s heart into a million pieces. He had never heard your pain so clearly, and he would’ve done anything in that moment to take it away. Luca had only been with you through a panic attack once before, but he remembered the calming mechanisms you had talked about with your therapist. 

“I’m going to help you, okay?” Luca attempted, but you weren’t looking at him. He reached up to brush your hair away from your face, knowing he had to get your focus back on him before he could help you.

“Y/N,” Luca’s voice was sterner this time, and you slid your eyes to meet his. “I need you here with me right now, love.” You heard him this time, the pounding of your pulse subsiding with his soothing tone. You gave him a slight nod to signal that you understood. 

Luca stood and lifted you from your chair before settling you both in the floor. His back rested against the wall, and he pulled you to sit between his legs, back pressed to his chest. With the new proximity, Luca could feel your trembling completely. You usually didn’t want to be touched while in your current state, but you allowed him to wrap his arms around your chest. His hold was grounding, and you could feel your heart rate slow as he encouraged you to breathe with him. 

“Deep breath in, baby. There you go,” Luca encouraged. He counted you off, making sure you exhaled for the full eight count. When he felt that your breathing had mostly returned to normal, he moved on to your counting exercise. He knew he needed to keep you distracted to prevent the panic from returning. 

“What’s 100 minus 7?” Luca prompted, encouraging you to continue the exercise. He didn’t correct your math, instead allowing you to repeat the technique over and over. The fog that was clouding your brain began to clear with every inhale, and you could already feel the exhaustion taking over your body. Luca noticed, too. He felt your body growing heavy in his hold, your previously ridged state ebbing away as you counted. 

“You feel better now?” Luca asked, voice barely rising above a whisper. You only nodded, too fatigued to really carry on a conversation. He placed a kiss to your temple before readjusted you in his arms to fully look at each other. “Do you want to talk about it?” 

You thought for a moment. You did want to, knowing you’d feel better after you shared the burden with Luca. However, you currently had neither the energy nor the words to explain what had made you so upset. You croaked out a simple ‘later’, knowing Luca would understand your intentions. He nodded and left it at that. 

Luca shifted, “Let’s get you home. We can take a nap.” He pulled you up from your place on the floor, and you immediately wrapped your arms around his waist. He hugged you back, placing soft kisses and mumbling comforts into your hair. He didn’t pull away until you did, and even then, he still left his arm around you as he led you back through the arena. 

Adam was waiting outside, your backpack in hand. He gave you a soft smile as you approached, and you mumbled a thank you before hugging him as well. Neither of the boys had a car, but you were able to get a ride back to the house with Luke. You were thankful not only for the reprieve from the cold, but also to be able to cuddle up with Luca in the backseat. 

It took less than 10 minutes to get back to Luca and Adam’s shared apartment, and you bid Luke a soft goodbye before Luca practically carried you up the stairs. You stood silently as he changed you into one of his sweatshirts before pulling you to the bed. Your head rested on his chest, his steady heart beat in your ears drastically different from the previous pounding of yours. His hand rubbed your back in slow, comforting circles as you let your body relax into his completely. 

“Thank you,” you mumbled into his chest. You couldn’t see him, but you knew if you looked up you’d be met with an incredulous stare. It sent a whisper of a smile across your face. 

“Don’t thank me, baby. I’d do anything to make sure you didn’t have to feel that way ever again.” Your heart warmed at his sentiment, and you leaned up to place a small peck to his lips. You silently thanked the universe for sending you such a sweet boy as you let his warmth overtake you, slipping into the sweet darkness of sleep. 

[rinrinx2]

hihi could i possibly req ran or hanma (up to you) x reader where is friends w boten n one night while they're all drinking n he always tries to get with her (reader) but she had always turned him down but this night she finally says yes bc she left her emotionally abusive bf for him

maybe the other boten boys hear or walk in n are shocked she finally said yes lol

if youre not comfy writing this no worries!

I hope you like it 💕💕💕, Also i apologize in advance for the use of the phrase city girls be up

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Finally a yes

Hanma x Reader

Warnings: smut, innapropriate language, mature themes, bets being made without your knowledge, Hanma

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Suzuki Takumi, your once boyfriend, and now ex-boyfriend had broken up with you earlier that week. After what felt like months of arguing back and forth was finally over. You had met Takumi in your youth, and had been together since high school, but once started off as two high school sweethearts quickly turned sour. Takumi was possessive and demanding, you were expected to make Takumi your world, place him on a pedestal above others, but when it came to you, you were just another girl in his books.

But even with his neglectful treatment you still stood beside him, being the good girlfriend. No matter what man approached you, you would stay clear of them, even when the man who you had a crush on since you were in middle school asked you out during a Bonten gathering, Shuji Hanma.

Hanma wasn’t a formal member of Bonten, but he did work as their undesignated hitman; the only reason you knew such information was because you worked as Bonten’s supplier assistant, whatever the men of Bonten needed you provided no matter how dangerous or weird the items were.

So, Hanma’s appearance at Bonten meetings and gatherings become a regular, you’d see each other more and more and at every sighting of you he would offer to create an evening of magic which you politely declined out of respect of your boyfriend.

The custom of Hanma asking you out at every Bonten gathering became such a norm that the other men began to place bets whether you would finally say yes or if you’d decline him.

So, now at the monthly gathering you sat alone at the bar, not really mopping your breakup but more so celebrating it. You were finally free of the burden of a man named Takumi and he even sparred you the guilt of having to break up with him, as he left you for some poor girl who probably bought just you once did.

You were basking in your newfound independence unaware of who was about to approach you. Silently like a predator stalking his prey Hanma approached you.

“Good evening (Y/N)” Hanma said as he sat beside you on the open bar stool.

“Evening Shuji” you said with massive smile on your face.

“You must be getting really wasted if you’re greeting me with such enthusiasm” Hanma teased you, with some truth in his words as you never sounded that excited to see him and would usually address him on his last name, but still Hanma was not about to deter your good mood.

“Oh common, you have such a nice name” you said gently pushing his shoulder as you giggled.

You had been so long out of the game that you were unsure if you were flirting correctly, but from Hanma’s reaction you could tell that your flirtatious tone was going well. But all the way on the other side of the room unaware to both you and Hanma bets were being made as per usual.

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“I bet 1000 yen she’s going to say yes” Ran said as he placed his money on the glass table, he sat at with the rest of Bonten.

“I bet 1500 yen (Y/N) will say no as usual” Sanzu said placing his money his money above Ran’s.

“I’m with my brother on this one” Rindou said placing a 1000-yen wad on the table.

“How sure are you on that?” Kakucho asked.

“Look at her body language, she’s leaning into him, placing her hand on his thigh, she’s laughing at all his stupid jokes. Clear sign shell says yes” Rindou explained.

“I still say she won’t doesn’t seem in her nature to just change so suddenly” Kakucho said as he placed his 1000 yen on the table.

“She’s going to fold” Takeomi said as he continued smoking his cigarette.

“Oh really” Mikey said looking at the older male.

“Yes, she will. Take it from a man with experience” Takeomi replied.

“Okay hot shot put your money where your mouth is” Mikey said as he reached into his pocket placing 2000 yen on the table and Takeomi reached into his trouser pocket pulling out the same amount and placing it on the table.

“Okay all bets are in. Now we wait” Koko said as he reached for all the money on the table as he began to carefully organize it.

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“So, you’re a single girl now” Hanma said with raised eyebrows and a smirk on his face.

“Single and free” you said raising your glass, as you had just finished your explanation on what had occurred between you and your ex-boyfriend.

“Yes, city girls be up” Hanma said as he clanked his glass against yours.

You laughed at Hanma’s response. He really was just as nice as he seemed, he listened inventively and gave advice that came from the heart but still with a sense of logic to it.  He was funny, tall, handsome, and seemed to be a true gentleman.

You only hoped that he would catch onto your interests in him, and you prayed that he would ask you out as he usually did as you already had your answer ready for him.

“You’re single, I’m single so why-”

“Yes” you said hastily not even allowing Hanma to finish his sentence.

You quickly realized how your urgency could be perceived, as well as how disrespectful it may seem to have cut him off before he finished his sentence.

“Sorry, but yes I would love to go out with you” you said more calmly this time.

“Great, shall we get started now” Hanma said as he extended his arm for you to take.

You hooked your arm into his and walked beside him as the two of you left the hotel ballroom that the Bonten gathering was being held.

You and Hanma didn’t venture far, as the two of you ended up going to the room you would be staying at for the evening at the hotel.

Hanma was a gentleman, he sat at an arm’s length distance from you, and he never made any suggestive jokes or comments rather keeping the conversation about you. But still you couldn’t help the need growing between your legs, as you could feel the slick form between your thighs, you couldn’t help it the way Hanma’s shirt fit on him allowed you to make out the outline of his firm and defined body.

You tried you best to pay attention to what he said, biting your lip in concentration.

“Are you okay (Y/N)?” he asked, with worry now on his features.

“Oh I’m fine, its just” you said as your words became more quieter.

“Just what?” he asked as he kept his gaze on you.

“I like you a lot Hanma, and I don’t want you thinking of this as just some rebound. Ive really liked you since middle school and -” but before you could finish your sentence Hanma’s soft warm lips was on yours.

And it took you a second before you kissed him back.

“I’ve liked you since middle school too, (Y/N)” Hanma said as he slightly pulled back from your lips, only to go back and kiss you more passionately this time.

Hanma slipped his tongue into your mouth, gliding his wet muscle over yours feeling as you moaned into his mouth. Hanma carefully pushed onto the bed; Hanma pulled back for a second removing his shirt.

You watched in awe, as he took his shirt off, his body was sledner yet so defined, which had you leaking out. Once Hanma had fully removed his shirt, he went back to kissing you. You wrapped your legs around his waist causing your dress to ride up, Hanma began to grinf into you clothed arousal. His hard cock now brushing up against your clothed clit making you moan out loudly at the tingles of pleasure.

“You want me to fuck you?” Hanma said pulling back grabbing your cheeks gently.

So enamoured by his commanding aura that you simply nodded up and down as a way to say yes.

“Good girl” Hanma said as he moved up unbuckling his belt and pulling it slightly down so that his hard cock could come out.

When you saw Hanma’s cock your pussy began to clench around nothing. His cock was massive, a long shaft with a thick head, girthy all the way around and the slit was shining from the leaking pre-cum that dripped down his shaft.

Hanma grabbed your legs that once hugged his waist to bring you closer, he slightly raised your body so that he could lift the dress from your body. You were amazed at his strength to remove a dress so easily from your body, so amazed that you hadn’t even noticed that Hanma had removed your bra, only when the cool evening breeze caused your nipples to pebble had you realized the lack of a bra.

Hanma didn’t say anything as he looked down at your body, rather a smirk was placed on his lips before he pulled your panties down. Hanma watched as a string of slick pulled down along with your panties, a sign indicating to him of how wet you were for him which only made him harder.

Without any warning Hanma plunged his massive cock into your pussy, the sensation of being filled all the way up to your cervix with Hanma’s cock was making your pussy clench unbearable tight.

“Shit” Hanma moaned softly at the tightening of your busy. Hanma remained still inside your busy allowing you to adjust to his massive size,, until he felt you roll your hips undeaneath his.

The moment Hanma felt some movement from you he began to thrust into your pussy, hard deep thrusts that caused his balls to slap against your ass.

The feeling of Hanma's cock being dragged against your pussy walls was causing your pussy to flutter. You pussy was devoring his cock as you savoured the feeling of his cock being oulle din and out of your walls as his top pushed against the spot in your pussy that made you scream his name over and over.

“Your pussy is so good” Hanma said as he shoved his dick to the deepest part of your pussy while you helpelessy grabbed ta his shoulder.

“Can I cum in you or on your puffy pussy folds” Hanma said with that teasing tone that made you clench harder around him.

“On my pussy” you moaned out as Hanma now began to fuck you faster, shoving his dick back and forth inside you, causing the pressure in yout tummy to build fast.

Hanma couldn’t last much longer inside your walls, feeling as his balls were ready to release itself all over your pussy. So, Hanma began to fuck like a rabbit in heat.

You were close, the feeling of Hanma’s cock was becoming to much fast. Hanma could tell you were about to cum from the way your pussy began to milk him.

“You gonna cum pretty girl?”

“Ye-ss” you cried out, causing Hanma to remove his cock from your pussy as he began to rub your clit back and forth.

Your pussy ached to have Hanma back inside but the way he was rubbing your clit with lubed fingers was quickly making you forgte the sensation of his cock, as you were now overhwlmed with pleasure, until finally the pressure in your pussy became to much and you came hard. You pussy clenched down hard around nothing as you squirted out onto the bed beneath you. Hanma continued playing with your clit as he grabbed his cock with his other hand and gave it a few rough strokes before he came all over your pussy.

You and Hanma remained still for a moment until you had caught your breath, when you looked down between your legs you saw that it was covered in white liquid just as Hanma had promised.

“Told you I would” Hanma said with a laugh as he stood up grabbing a towel to clean the mess he had made between your legs.

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Sanzu was walking around the hotel, half drunk looking for an ice machine for some unknown reason. He wobbled about the corridors until he heard a thumping noise.

“That must be the ice machine” Sanzu hiccupped out as he stumbled to where the sound came from without a second to waste Sanzu opened the door to find you with your legs bent to your head with Hanma balls deep inside you for what was the third time that night.

You quickly covered your breast with your arms, but Hanma remained in the same positions, which caused a slight blush to form on your cheeks.

“Get the fuck out Sanzu, I’m doing my girl”

Sanzu turned his head slightly to the right as he began to scream out of the door.

“RaN yOu FucKinG HaITani YoU WoN. ThEy FucKed … anD I THinK TheY’Re DaTinG NoW. CongrUlatIonS”

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[natade-art]

Hey do you have any tips when it comes to amv's? I'm a big fan of your stuff so i'd love to hear any suggestions you might have! also if you have any tips on software as well

hmm well i guess first of all re: software i don't have any particular suggestions because ill be honest i use a cracked version of some like $300 program and tbh its not worth it i just don't want to change my ways LOL it freezes and crashes a looot and the autosave is only sort of helpful. i used imovie on my phone before that and i figure thats probably totally acceptable. i don't do any really fancy transitions or anything else, so.

Otherwise ummmm well this is advice i myself am bad at consistently following but its nice to follow the beat of the song in a clear pattern, like following the pattern and tempo of the music itself. sometimes the instrumentals overpower the lyrics in controlling the flow of the song, sometimes its the other way around, so i usually like to go with whichever element seems most dominant. like my jjba name of love amv i followed the example of the amv with the same song which inspired me and went almost completely off the sounds in the music because it has some pretty prominent ones which guide the pace a lot more than the vocals do. but in my kh against me amv i MOSTLY followed the vocals. if that makes sense. and i think it depends on how u think about the song. like i dont remember an inch of my elementary school music class and cant really focus on instrumentals AND vocals at once so i struggle with that part.

most of all im just fucking around and doing what feels right per song and source material lol. id be cautious with transitions esp like the zoom type because they make ME motion sick. but thats just me. umm personally i try to be conservative with using sounds from the show/game/whatever in the amv like i like this jjba amv but this person looooves using sound effects and dialogue from the show and this ones pushing the line for me. i developed a lot of strong opinions in what i like or dislike in an amv from spending too long watching too many one piece amvs so i go a lot off personal taste. i prefer revolutionary girl utena bet on it and mortal kombat theme amvs to like 100 one piece everybody wants to rule the world or imagine dragons trying to be really cool and dramatic and actiony amvs myself even though i am not immune to well done actiony amvs either. most of all i think u just need a vision and to go for it! hope this helps :]

[ryuichirou]

I absolutely adored your post on the "Twst genderbend girls' size and bra's headcanons". I wondered if you any headcanons about the bra nad breast size for the side characters in the game? For example, femRollo and femChenya?

femChenya has must definitely (along with femLilia) the most cursed bra's you've ever seen.

And femRollo probably has a small chest size, which is another reason to dislike femMalleus because not only is she a magic user, but she also has massive tits! damn those draconia genes!!!

(this is related to this post)

Thank you so much, Anon!! <3 I really enjoyed writing this one, so I’m very happy you liked it too. Also thank you for bringing up other characters!! I wanted to mention them but had absolutely no time lol (I try not to spend more than one hour per day on writing replies)

First of all, 100% agreed about Rollo. She is small and she is really really really proud of her small size as if it’s some kind of indication of her body being more chaste and innocent and stuff?? Her body is not as dirty and obscene as Malleus’ with those giant things! As for the type of bra she wears, I honestly have no idea, probably something rather neutral and boring :(

Che’nya really is cursed, she owns the weirdest bras with bright and chaotic patterns and prints, accessories, but a lot of times she just doesn’t wear anything. Another interesting thing that Che’nya does is change her breast size just to mess with people…

Neige is a C, but she usually wears baggy and comfy clothes, so only her biggest fans (and closest people) would notice that. As for her bra, just google “girly bra”, I feel like this is the type she would like. Pastel, cute, but overall neutral.

Trein is an enigma because of the robe thing she wears; but I can see her being either a B or a C, and her choice of bra is rather conservative and not that interesting. I feel like she was pretty modest even when she was younger.

Crewel is another person from the cast that knows a lot about women’s underwear, but her collection is more stylish than functional. She has a lot of sexy stuff and wears it all the time, and it’s usually a set: bra, panties, garters, although she is not 100% feminine with her choice, somehow she also gives “butch” vibes sometimes?? Just a lady in her 30s who does whatever she wants as long as it’s red or black/white. As for her size, I’m torn between an A and a C lol

Hmmm… I think that’s all? For now, at least. Don’t have any thoughts about everyone else…

[huggybug]

better together - matt boldy

word count: 4.6k words

requested?/inspired by this! my first time writing for boldy🫣 i hope it’s good enough lol and if it is.. i officially write for matt boldy!

You had gone through a lot in your life. A statement your brothers would call you dramatic for saying but you always argued that you had a point. It was tough enough growing up with three brothers, two older and one being your twin, but with all of them being top prospects, you seemed to fall through the cracks.

The Hughes family was America’s favourite. They adored your brothers, of course, and your parents as well. You stayed out of most interviews, only ever being mentioned but not for long, not before it was forgotten in favour of Jack’s newest record.

Growing up, Quinn was always the one who stuck up for you. He made sure you were included or that Jack and Luke weren’t teasing you too much. Quinn was the one who helped clean up the scrape you got on your knee when Jack pushed you aside in order to get the ball in whatever silly game you were playing, he was also the one who wiped away your tears when Johnny, your grade 6 boyfriend, found a new girlfriend at his summer camp, leaving you in the dust.

And it wasn’t that Jack and Luke weren’t good brothers per say, they just didn’t exactly realize that you were different since you were a girl. You wanted to play dress up and barbie’s while they wanted to play hockey and wrestle. It didn’t even matter though because eventually, once you all grew up, it was much easier to hang out and be friends with each other.

However, that wasn’t the case until a couple years ago, things actually shifted when Jack started playing in New Jersey. Before that, things were just different, you were just Jack Hughes’ little sister and that’s exactly how everyone treated you.

2018

“Can I come?” You asked hopefully.

“Uh no… you’re too young” Jack said, leaving you out of plans as per usual. It wasn’t like you desperately needed to join in on their plans. They were going to a movie, one that you could just watch at home but… you hated to be left out.

“But Luke is going, we’re literally twins” Jack just shrugged and you looked around helplessly at the group, hoping one of them would feel bad for you and coax Jack into letting you come. Trevor and Cole just looked at you, smiling pitifully before grabbing their coats. You whined as the left with Luke following after, not even sparing you a glance.

“I’ll bring you back some sour patch kids” Alex smiled, patting your head as he left. Alex was definitely your favourite.

And if Alex was your favourite, Matt Boldy was your least. He was actually the person who came closest to you despising. Matt was supposedly a nice guy, that’s what your mom said at least. ‘He’s such a sweet kid’ if only you had a dollar for every time you heard that.

If Matt was a nice kid, he sure liked to fool you. He laughed at every joke made at your expense, usually by Jack. For the most part, Jack’s friends were nice. Cole would always say hi to you, even ask how you day was sometimes. Patrick and Trevor would talk to you whenever they came over and you appreciated it, even if they were only doing it to be polite. Alex was the only one who spent time with you, probably since he actually lived in your house. The two of you would have movie nights and you were working your way through Brooklyn 99 together; Alex was your friend, maybe not as much as he was Jack’s but you still claimed him as a friend anyway.

Every memory you had of Matt Boldy was a sour one, he had never explicitly talked to you, maybe the odd comment but he usually just ignored you which you used to hate but now, you considered yourself lucky.

“Y/n’s going out with a boy” Luke laughed as he clamoured down the stairs while you chased after him, yelling for him to keep it quiet. It was bad enough that he found out about your date but now he was running his mouth to Jack? It was so against your twin code.

“No she’s not” Jack snickered and you crossed your arms when you rounded the corner to find him and his friends sprawled out on the couches.

“Oh yeah, that Max guy from my team. They’re going to the movies” Luke sang, teasing you while you pouted, marching over to sit next to Alex who shoved Trevor over to make room for you.

“Baby Hughes got a date?” Matt asked in a tone that made it sound absurd that you actually found someone to go out on a date with you. I mean, if you could even call it that, you were only 15 so your mom still had to drive you there, it was hardly a date.

“Baby Hughes is all grown up” Trevor says despite only knowing you for a few months.

“Is this some sort of bet or something? Emma was telling me about a book where they made a bet that he couldn’t make the weird girl fall in love with him…” Matt asked but was cut off when Alex threw a pillow at his head.

“Dude are you still talking?” Alex Turcotte, everyone. You smiled gratefully at Alex who patted your head in response, he reminded you of Quinn, that’s definitely why you stuck around him.

Long story short, Matt Boldy hated you and you hated him for it. Sorry, you strongly disliked him, your mom didn’t appreciate you saying you hated people.

2019

When Jack’s friends all returned to Michigan for their second year of the program, you had vowed to be a changed woman. You still spent time with Alex and when Luke was busy with hockey, you found yourself spending more time with Jack, something you hadn’t expected. However, Quinn told you that it was because Jack realized he would be leaving soon so he was trying to get all his ‘baby sister time’ in now.

You didn’t mind, you loved it actually. More time with Jack meant more time with his friends and you weren’t upset about that either; Cole and Trevor were actually nice and you accredited it to you being older but they seemed to want to talk to you now. In spite of that, your relationship with Matt didn’t change , not that you wanted it to. He didn’t make the jokes anymore but that was probably because you were closer with the rest of the boys now so they wouldn’t laugh, only tell him to knock it off which ruined the fun for him.

“I don’t understand how you don’t like him, he’s so nice” Quinn said one day over lunch. You went to Ann Arbor with Luke and your mom. They went to look around the campus or something but you decided to go see your oldest brother instead.

“Not to me” You huffed.

“Maybe he has a crush on you” Quinn was laughing before he even finished your sentence. You weren’t sure if it was because of the twisted face you pulled or just the sheer idea of Matt Boldy liking you… both were equally ridiculous to you.

“Quintin please, I’m trying to eat here”

2020

The first year that Jack played in the NHL was weird. It was weird that it was only you and Luke left in the house, Quinn had been gone for a while and even if he was only in Ann Arbor, he was still out of the house. The only sense of normality in 2020 was when everyone gathered at the Hughes lake house.

After being quarantined and many, many tests, everyone was finally able to fly in and since they all arranged for their training to be together, the lake house was full again.

This summer, you got even closer with some of the boys but Matt didn’t let up, especially when he found out about Josh.

“Quinn met Josh last week” You told Alex.

“And? Did he get Huggy’s stamp of approval?” He asked a bit louder than you would’ve liked.

“Did who get my stamp of approval?” Quinn asked as he sat down next to you.

“Josh, ‘boyfriend Josh’” Alex used air quotes, making sure Quinn, and everyone else sitting around the fire, know exactly who he was talking about.

“Ohhh yeah boyfriend Josh is quite the guy” Quinn nodded, taking a long sip of his beer.

“You said you liked him!”

“Wait… who’s boyfriend Josh?” Jack asked.

“Well I think… I think he’s Y/n’s new boyfriend” Trevor grinned before Jack smacked the back of his head.

“Y/n has a boyfriend?” Matt smirked and you rolled your eyes, huffing as you fall back into the couch, annoyed that your relationship has now become a point of conversation with your older brother’s friends.

“Jealous?” You smile smugly which makes Matt grimace.

“Anyways… why haven’t I met boyfriend Josh?” Jack turns to you.

“Can we stop calling him boyfriend Josh?” You groan.

“No pouting!” Luke yells at you as he walks into the room and you roll your eyes, wiggling out from under Alex’s arm to sit up straight.

“No we can’t because then Josh will get confused and think we’re talking about him” Trevor pointed out, motioning over to Josh Norris who’s head raises from looking at his phone.

“I think Josh can pick up on context clues”

“Hold on… our Josh or boyfriend Josh? See? This is already confusing” Trevor shook his head and his question made all the boys start laughing.

“I hate you all” You groan and Quinn throws his arm around you, pulling you into his side.

“Boyfriend Josh is very nice and he’s good for Y/n/n… let’s drop it so that Trev doesn’t strain his brain from thinking too hard”

Jack met your boyfriend later that summer, everyone did actually. You had a few friends come to the lake house for your birthday in August.

“So he is real” You were already regretting this decision and Josh had only been here for five minutes.

“Guys, this is Josh” You took a deep breath, as soon as you uttered the words to Jack and Luke, you head ten sets of steps coming down the hallway.

“Boyfriend Josh!” Trevor exclaimed.

“I didn’t think he was real” Matt mumbled and Patrick elbowed him in the ribs.

“I’m sorry in advance” Alex stepped forward and gave Josh a little bro handshake. They met over facetime a few times, only because you were too scared to tell your brothers at that point.

“Josh, good to see you man” Quinn gave him a little handshake as well and you smiled, it made you happy that Quinn liked him.

The rest of the guys introduced themselves and you only rolled your eyes once when Matt made an off handed comment but Josh squeezed your hand to insure you that it didn’t bother him in the slightest which did help you relax. Other than the pest, the guys were more than welcoming to Josh and despite still calling him ‘boyfriend Josh’ throughout the week, they actually seemed to like him.

2021

This year, you were fresh off a graduation and there was nothing standing in the way of your last summer before college. You were going to the University of Michigan, of course, and you finally didn’t feel like you were that much younger than the rest of your friends.

Josh came back to the lake house this summer, a year into your relationship and it was stronger than ever. The guys welcomed him back and you were glad it seemed to work effortlessly. There were a few girlfriends in attendance this year which you loved, more girls to hang out with was always fun and it also helped keep some of the boys in check.

You spent most of the summer laying around in Josh’s arms, talking about your futures. It was the perfect summer of doing absolutely nothing.

“We should just stay here forever” Josh mumbled and you smiled.

“I’m sure Quinn would love that” Your group had now migrated from your family’s lake house to the new one Quinn and Jack bought together in Michigan. It was much bigger and much fancier, making it obvious that it was the product of two NHL salaries.

Josh laughed, “But seriously, I don’t want to leave you” He was going to Duke for basketball, something you both knew was happening but had chosen to ignore for the past year.

“I know, I don’t want to either” You sigh loudly.

“But we’ll always have this right? This summer was just for us” Josh mumbled and you nodded. This year was the first summer that wasn’t ruined by Matt.

2022

“So, where’s boyfriend Josh?” Trevor asked as he shoved Mackie’s arm away from your shoulders and replaced it with his own. This year, you and Luke’s friends (aka his hockey team) made it to the house and it was definitely a change of pace for you compared to your last two summers.

“Ex-boyfriend Josh” You said quietly.

“EX?” Trevor yelled and all heads turned your way. “When we’re you planning on telling us?”

“I didn’t realize I had to send out a notification to half the league that my boyfriend dumped me” You scoffed.

Eddy came up and pulled you away from Trevor, putting his arms around you protectively. “Y/n/n is better off without him” You smiled while patting his arms. Eddy was your best friend at school which meant he practically went through the break up with you.

“Did he hurt you? Because I swear-” Cole started but Jack’s laughter cut him off.

“Dude what are you going to do?” Patrick asked, “Plus I don’t think Y/n/n needs even more guys to defend her” He motioned to Eddy who smiled happily.

“Nothing happened. He’s at Duke and… I don’t know, long distance sucks” You shrugged. There wasn’t a sad, terrible story. That was it, he moved away and as hard as you tried to make it work, it just wasn’t in the cards for you two.

“Well fuck that guy!” Trevor yelled.

“Yeah, hot girl summer, right?” Alex asked, sending you a smile.

“Don’t ever talk about my baby sister having a hot girl summer, Turcs” Quinn said, a shiver going down his spine.

“He’s not saying she has to fu-”

“Nope! We’re done, let’s go Y/n/n” Quinn pulls you away and you’re laughing loudly.

…

“Where’s… what’s his name? Boyfriend John?” Matt asked as he sat in the lounger next to you, looking at you instead of the lakefront view that your brother’s house offered.

“What is everyone’s obsession with Josh?” You groaned. To be fair, he did just get here a couple hours ago, clearly missing the whole boyfriend update conversation.

“God… sorry for asking” Matt huffed sarcastically.

“No it’s fine… we just broke up so no more boyfriend Josh” You were too busy staring down at your hands to notice Matt’s eyes flicker over to you quickly.

“Oh uh sorry”

“It’s fine, you don’t have to do that” You brushed it off, “I’m not heartbroken or anything”

“I know” He said simply, “You’re not the type to be heartbroken over some guy, let alone a basketball player” Matt made himself laugh and while you weren’t exactly laughing as well, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t chuckle.

“Hey there’s nothing wrong with basketball players” You defended weakly, not like there was any reason to put up a fight anymore.

“Yeah okay” Matt snickered. You weren’t even sure why he was sitting out here and talking to you since all of his friends, that he hadn’t seen in months, were inside but yet he chose to sit out here with you, the girl he’s hated for years now.

“Are you going to stay out here and make fun of me all night or..?”

Matt laughed, “Nah I’m going don’t worry” You watched as he got up and grabbed his phone off the chair, “Just to be clear, I’m not making fun of you, I never was” You didn’t have time to answer because as soon as his words registered he was gone, the door already sliding closed behind him.

The energy shifted over the next few days, Matt was a lot more tolerable and even though his teasing had lessened over the past year or so, it was odd. He would stay quiet, even passing up the easy chirps that would wouldn’t necessarily mind. He also started talking to you more, although anything more than a sentence would be considered ‘more’.

It didn’t go unnoticed either. When Matt chose the seat near you during the fire, Alex raised an eyebrow at you, questioning what was going on. When you were the one who was ordered to grab more drinks, Matt offered to help which made almost everyone wonder what was going on. Luckily, no one said anything.

Everything was going fine. You and Matt weren’t friends but you also weren’t fighting, something Quinn and Alex claimed was a good thing.

Maybe it would’ve been, if you didn’t go and screw it all up during his last week in Michigan. He was one of the first ones to leave, having to be back in Minnesota earlier than usual. The boys weren’t going to let him go without a party though so the whole week leading up to his departure was spent getting absolutely shitfaced every night, not like that was different from any other week.

You should’ve turned away the tequila shots Trevor was bringing around, or maybe the concoction Eddy mixed for you was the thing you couldn’t recover from but whatever it was, you should’ve stopped long before you did.

“Matthew!” You drunkenly shouted, pointing at Matt who was smiling carelessly.

“Don’t call me Matthew, Y/n”

“I’ll do what I want” You pouted dramatically.

Matt laughed, “What’s up?” He fell down onto the patio couch beside you, landing a little closer than originally planned but he blamed it on the alcohol.

“Why do you hate me?” Alcohol made you very forward.

“I don’t hate you”

“Okay… why did you hate me”

“I never hated you” He smiled, “I don’t think anyone could ever hate you”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You’re pretty sure your words were running into each other, coming out as a slurred mess but Matt still understood.

“You’re Y/n Hughes, that’s what that means” It didn’t make sense but he was too drunk to try and explain it any further.

“You’re so stupid” You laugh, throwing your head back onto the back of the couch but it actually ends up on Matt’s arm since it’s extended behind you.

“Let’s go be stupid together” Matt whispered, almost quiet enough that you didn’t hear him. You weren’t sure how the conversation went from 0-100 so quickly but you also didn’t really mind.

A beat of silence passes before you think of anything to say, “Fine… but you’re making me breakfast tomorrow” It was your drunken compromise but Matt accepted it without hesitation.

“Yep, let’s go”

…

You woke up in the morning with the alcohol gone from your body, as were your clothes. Well, the clothes weren’t exactly gone, they were just strewed around Matt’s bedroom along with his.

You weren’t sure what your plan of attack would be. If you should pretend to be sleeping or just sneak out of the room. Although you weren’t exactly sure what happened last night so staying ‘asleep’ might be your best option; you didn’t exactly feel like getting chirped non-stop at 9 in the morning while Matt slept soundly.

You felt him move and then his arm tightened around your waist, pulling you into him which made your eyes bulge. You squirmed which must have been enough to wake him up because you could feel him moving around more now.

“Oh fuck me” He groaned as you winced.

“Pretty sure I took care of that already” You whispered and you heard him sigh. “So…”

“Ugh Jack’s gonna kill me” Matt moved around some more and his voice sounded muffled so you assumed his face was shoved into the pillow.

“Seriously? We’re in bed and the first thing you think of is my brother?” You scoff, rolling away from Matt but he pulls you back even faster.

“Sorry, hi how’s it going” You twisted around to face him just to find his little smirk present and it made you want to roll your eyes.

“How’s it going? Really?”

“You’re a pain in my ass” Matt groaned and you smiled.

“That’s not very nice Matthew”

“Don’t call me Matthew” He said quickly which made you grin.

“I believe I was promised breakfast Matthew” You flipped around, moving away from him. He said something under his breath but got up anyway. You reached for your phone, scrolling through some notifications while you waited for him to come back. You weren’t even hungry really, you just didn’t want to be the first one to leave the room and… you wanted to see if he’d actually bring you breakfast.

Matt returned a while later with two bowls in his hands. He kicked the door closed and jumped onto the bed, passing you a bowl of scrambled eggs.

“I hope you enjoy those, I went through a lot for them” You raise an eyebrow at him, silently prompting him to explain. “Alex and Trevor were in the kitchen… they had some questions”

“Ew please don’t tell me you told them” The thought of Jack’s friends knowing about your night with Matt was so gross.

“Well no… I-” He was interrupted by the door banging open.

“Yo lovebirds, we’re leaving in 5 let’s go” You glared at Trevor who was grinning at the door. “Oh and Jack wants to talk to you” Trevor skipped away, skillfully dodging the pillow you threw at him.

“I’m dead, totally dead” Matt groaned.

“I can handle Jack, don’t worry” You took your time getting ready before pulling Matt downstairs with you.

“Jack is going to kill you” Alex said when he saw the two of you entering the kitchen.

“Dude, I was drunk” Matt complained and it made you freeze.

“Is that all it was?”

“Well… yeah, isn’t it?” Your mind blanked as heat flushed your entire body.

You backed away, feeling your heart pounding harder with each passing second. “You know what? I’m not gonna go out today, I’m not feeling great” Your eyes darted from Matt to Alex who was now giving you a sympathetic look. You couldn’t stand it so you spun around and sped out of the kitchen and back upstairs, locking yourself in your room, leaving a confused Matt and furious Alex alone in the kitchen.

“What the hell was that?” Matt asked, looking to Alex for answers.

“Bro…” Alex trailed off, leaving the kitchen while shaking his head.

…

Matt spent all day thinking about it. About you, about what he said. It wasn’t just a drunken hookup, he liked you. He had liked you for years now and he finally thought it was time that things could work out for the two of you. At first, you were too young, you weren’t looking for a boyfriend, let alone your brother’s friend who was two years older than you. Then you started dating boyfriend Jason… John… Josh! Yeah boyfriend Josh was a problem for a couple years and now that you were finally single, Matt thought it was perfect timing.

But then he opened his big stupid mouth and ruined everything. You were still in your room when they got back from the lake and you didn’t come out for dinner. Quinn went up to check on you and deliver some food but nobody else had seen you.

“What happened?” Quinn asked when he came to sit next to you on you bed.

“I slept with Matt”

“Okay…” Quinn was still waiting for the details that made you spend a perfectly good day of summer locked inside.

“You’re not mad?”

“Why would I be? You’re an adult, you can do what you want”

You laughed, “Barely, I’m not even legal”

“You’re 19, that’s how old Jack was when he moved out and you’re way more responsible than he was” You wanted to correct him and remind him that Jack was only 18 but you didn’t think it was important.

“True”

“So what happened? Did he do something?”

“No, nothing like that” You could see Quinn visibly relax, “I just… I thought it meant something, I don’t know. Then he told Alex this morning that it was just because he was drunk but really I only have myself to blame because it’s not like he even liked me, it was just in my head and now I feel stupid” Quinn let you ramble, patiently waiting for you to finish before starting his lecture.

“Don’t feel stupid, I understand what you’re saying but also think about it from his side. I’ve been in this type of situation and after I hooked up with this girl-” You interrupt him quickly.

“Ew, Quintin!” You equaled, covering your ears in attempt to shut out his gross hook up stories.

“Shut up, let me finish” He laughed, pulling your hands down. “As I was saying, we had a bit of a miscommunication after and it ended up that we wanted the same thing so really it was all for no reason” Quinn tried to explain as best he could without sharing too much. “I think you should talk to him, have a grown up conversation about it and see what he has to say”

“Okay” Quinn was always right. You trusted him with anything really so when he gave you advice, you always followed it.

You went down to find Matt later that night, slipping out of the house to grab him from the patio where he was sitting with Cole. “Hey” You lightly touched his arm to get his attention and his head whipped around to look at you.

“Hey, are you okay?” He asked with concern filling his eyes.

“Yeah… can we talk?” He nodded and got up, following you back inside to the empty living room, sitting down next to you on the couch.

“I’m sorry” You both said and the same time which made you laugh quietly.

“You first” Matt motioned for you to go ahead.

“I freaked out when you said that it meant nothing to you because… I thought it did but I should’ve asked you and not just assumed you felt the same way. I’m sorry, it wasn’t really fair and it was really immature”

“It did mean something to me. I just said that it didn’t because I didn’t think you wanted it…” Ugh why was Quinn always right?

“Really?” You asked, wanting to make sure he was telling the truth.

“I’ve been crazy about you for a few years now so yeah, really” You bit back a smile when Matt grinned widely at you.

“A few years?” You ask and he nods, “Cradle robber” Matt laughs loudly. “I’m kidding Matthew, don’t worry”

“Stop calling me Matthew” He complained which made you smirk.

“Never” You leaned forward to kiss him quickly but his hands found your waist and held you there for longer.

“Gross, get a room” Quinn teased as he walked into the house. Matt’s eyes went wide, scared of what your brother would say or do. Quinn noticed his expression and laughed, “I don’t care Boldy, just worry about Jack” Quinn walked to the kitchen and returned with a new beer, “But don’t hurt my baby sister…”

“Don’t plan on it” Matt smirks, kissing you again when Quinn leaves.

[langernameohnebedeutung]

Not sure if you're the right person to ask this but since you've been the only one on my dash talking about the things happening in chess rn - why the fuck are chess tournaments even separated by gender?! Like, genuinely. I can guess that it started that way thanks to misogyny and "conservative values" or some shit but nowadays? The separation in physical sports still makes sense because men do tend to have an advantage over women statistically speaking, that's all fine and dandy. But in CHESS? w h y?

Okay, this is the right ask now:

I mean, it's a difficult subject. Historically, chess was treated a "male" game, so boys were trained more thoroughly, more professionally, in far greater numbers which means that chess was largely a male sphere (which, obviously and as usual, led to the common interpretation that women are less capable at playing chess because 'hey, if they were, they WOULD be playing chess, what do you mean context matters lol' which further alienated young women and further cemented the idea of chess as a male sphere and hey, what's the point of training women to begin with).

This also had a political component: In some countries, chess was a national sport, in others it plays a minor role - which also translates into different average Elo rankings per country (so unless anyone thinks people in the Soviet Union had a magical chess gene, I think we can safely assume that training as many people as possible in chess translates into a high chance of ending up with a significant number of very good chess players. And those findings we can also apply to he gender disparity.) This also led to the usual sense of entitlement among male chess players that chess is 'for them' and that women trying to get into the game are somehow corrupting the dignity of the game or being intruders or just generally are not to be welcomed. This is something you historically often see when a space was opened to women like the first female university students who experienced a bunch of harassment at the hands of their male peers)

So all of this resulted in a scenario where a lot of male chess players were openly resentful against female chess players (translating into adverse playing conditions for female players), women on average had a disadvantage due to many of them not receiving the same training as their male counterparts (which results in lower Elo rankings) as well as the collective numerical disadvantage because men outnumbered women 16:1, which means that in pretty much any competition, the odds of a man winning were 16x higher than the chance of a woman winning.

So as a solution, the female world championship was established. And real talk, I don't have an issue with that. As I said, in chess, there are no physical denominators that would make a more sensible categorisation to even the playing field. It is also a game designed to leave little to no room for luck to determine the outcome. Women are still free to participate in the "regular" Chess World Championship, it is not restricted to men only the way most physical sports are. So this is mostly about representation and honestly, from that angle, I do understand the desire to show young girls that chess isn't a "male" thing and that they too can win and that there is a community of like-minded women (which is something I think is especially important for young girls that weren't made to feel welcome in the chess playing spaces in their direct environment). Although my long-term hope would definitely be that one day, we a) do something about misogynistic discrimination women experience in general chess and b) that enough young girls receive the training and the encouragement to play chess that one day, this whole thing is no longer an issue. Right now, the surge of chess in popularity among kids, I see that as a huge chance! This is great and I hope this causes a shift in sentiment!

(Another exception: Men and women also compete together in the equestrian categories in the Olympics. Except here with women significantly outnumbering men)

The thing is, I have yet to see any explanation for stripping trans men of their titles when they transition or stripping trans women of titles AND banning them from women's competitions that isn't…just about being a dick and harassing and humiliating trans people. Especially when the FIDE wants to document this (which btw would be highly dangerous for trans people from certain members states). Not to mention a bunch of misogynistic implications to boot by pretending that AFAB people don't have a chance against AMAB people one-on-one.

This is just bullying, plain and simple.

[seokjinsonlyone]

LMAO the last mtl you answered had the gears in my mind twisting too and I have an mtl now! Who do you think is mtl to get jealous/protective/throws an attitude at you when you and him are at a party or event and you see a celeb that you’ve had a crush on for a long time and you start fangirlling HARD lol

My thoughts on this

- Jungkook WITHOUT A DOUBT lmao he’s gonna be holding you near to him all night long and making your attention is on him

- V cause even tho this man knows he’s the shit, he doesn’t want you gushing over another man when he, THE Kim Taehyung, is right there lol

- Jimin because this man just wants all of your attention on him but he’s also a professional so he’s not gonna get super jealous in front of people too

- Jin because he is wwh and is baffled that you even think someone else compares 😂

- Now for rap line, I felt like they were all pretty on par with each other! I think I would put Yoongi above namseok now that I think about it just because. Like I have no reason lmao.

- But namseok tied for least because those two are so confident in themselves that they don’t mind you checking out other guys because they know whose bed youre gonna end up in that night 🤪 also they know they themselves have girls turning their heads to check them out too (eg. w Korea event when they walked in) so it evens out duh

LEMME TELL YOU RIGHT NOW i would smack the ego right out the back of namseok neck bc the only girl's head they should be worrying about turning is MINE like me personally i know where home is so I can fangirl and go off about whoever but i should be their entire world even in they innermost thoughts Yes i am aware that is a double standard i am a BOLD HYPOCRITE i do not care 😌

but you know what? i'm actually gonna go out on a limb and put seokjin first but ONLY bc this is in the context of a party like i don't think he'd necessarily be JEALOUS per say but he'd definitely be appalled at the notion of you either tryna leave him to go meet someone else or making him go with you to meet someone else like if he at a party he just there for appearances sake and only tryna be there long enough to say he was there before going home like mixing and mingling not part of the plan AT ALL and like you said whoever it is ain't WWH so why is you tripping?

i'm saying tae next bc he seem like he got a lot of industry friends and like just imagine being at the function and seo joon turn up like me personally imma stop in my tracks it don't matter if i've accidentally picked up one of his calls from tae phone or have said hi on facetime the first time i see him in person i'm grabbing onto tae arm hard enough to hurt i'm not breathing at a complete standstill bc it's park seo joon live and in the flesh like it's a wrap and bc that's his hyung he finna have a major attitude he'd be like girl i know this man that's like my brother and it's just like sorry bae he's 6'1 and i've seen the way he kiss on screen 🤷‍♀️ he'll still take you to meet him of course but you'll get a hello and a handshake at best before he signaling jimin to take you away

I KNOW IT'S SHOCKING THAT JK ISN'T FIRST UP BC HE'S USUALLY AT THE SCENE OF EVERY CRIME REGARDING JEALOUSY BUT HEAR ME OUT it's bc he'd think it's cute at first like it's all fun and games until he's with you talking to whoever and he see the hearts in your eyes and you kinda hitting it off with them and then it just would NOT sit right with him at all like after that you not meeting no one else not talking to anyone else if you so much as look at another person he might decide to drag you home altogether 💀

hobi's another one who would think it's cute like he'd be fine with it go up to them and introduce you to them and even leave you to talk to them but if 20-30 minutes passed and then he went around looking for you and found you with that person still he'd be like 🙂🚩 and then go make up an excuse to drag you away bc it's all fine and good and well to have a little crush as long as it stays just that A CRUSH like you not about to sit there and be friends with them LOL

i'm putting jimin next bc he's a tease like i really think there's some sort of sick sadistic part of him that would get off on you going googoo gaga for another man like he'd turn it into some sort of game MIGHT EVEN GO SWINGING IAJFOSJFO

i think namgi pretty much on the same level of like not caring like it's whatever they know how you feel about that person and would let you live your y/n life ONLY DIFFERENCE I THINK THAT EXISTS IS yoongi wouldn't point the person out to you like if you saw them and started freaking out he'd be like okay well are you gonna go talk to them or are you gonna keep hitting my arm and staring NAMJOON ON THE OTHER HAND he'd be just as excited as you are LOL like he's gonna be like omg bae look over there and then he's gonna rush both y'all over there to talk to whoever it is he'd probably end up becoming besties with your celebrity crush and hang their relationship over your head tbh

[divinegrey]

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎 / 𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚗𝚊 𝚡 𝚏!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

i got a little carried away LOL i cant help it

prompt: Reyna bluntly checking you out across the room in a bar while Reader is playing hard to get 🤩 go wild

words: 1700

warnings: mentions/use of alcohol, reyna being flirty, reader being flirtier, brimstone being tired of this bullshit

Liam lets out a loud sigh as he places his glass back onto the counter, and you snort. 

“C’mon, Liam. It’s hardly all that,” you say, clapping your hand on his arm. He inspects the amber-colored whiskey inside his cup, the ice rolling around within. You back away, pulling the rag from your hip to clean some freshly washed glasses. “That’s not nearly as horrible as the stuff we used to drink back in the day.” 

“That’s damn right,” Liam agrees, leaning forward on the polished wood counter. The grey streaks in his beard have gotten bolder since you’ve seen him last. Two grizzled veterans, staring eye to eye. 

You put a clean glass down on the counter, turning back and reaching behind you to grab your favorite bourbon. Pouring yourself a knuckle’s worth, you slap the cap back into the glass. Leaning forward, you say, “I know I ain’t privy to whatever you’re doing these days, but can you please explain why the woman with purple eyes has been staring at me all night like she wants to eat me?” 

Liam and his coterie of friends came to your bar tonight, the majority of them spread out across the space. A handful of them are playing pool or darts, the rest at a table and drinking, and then one more standing at the other end of the empty bar, tracing her finger around the rim of her glass. It’s empty. 

“Reyna. She’s being herself, as per usual.” Liam bristles in his seat. “Just ignore her. Or don’t. I’m not gonna tell the Bunker-Fucker to not do something.” 

You roll your eyes at the nickname. One incident of you being caught having an intimate moment with a girl you brought back to the Ragged Raven’s bunker had been enough to solidify your reputation as the Bunker-Fucker. Even after all these years, Liam hasn’t let it go. The name is even on your dog tags sitting around your neck. 

“Excuse me, Liam,” you say, pushing away from the bar with a pointed look that prompts the man to sigh again. 

You wander over to the other side of the bar, drawing closer to the woman whose attention has been only on you the entire night. From the moment Liam and his group came in, this Reyna had made her attraction fairly obvious. You might be older, but you’re no less sharp and detail-oriented than you were during your time in the military. 

So the way Reyna looks at you doesn’t go unnoticed. 

“Couldn’t help but notice your glass is empty,” you say, leaning your hand against the counter in the way you know shows off the muscle hugging your arm and the scars dotted across your skin. Reyna’s gaze dips downward, the corner of her mouth turning upward appreciatively. You cock your head to the side. “Need a refill?”  

She pushes the glass toward you. “I know what else I need, but that’s for later.” 

“Bold one, aren’t you?” You say, entirely unflustered by the velvet of Reyna’s words. You turn and put the old glass into the washbasin. After fetching a new one, you mix together a new concoction of alcohol, the primary purpose of it being to display your excellent bartending skills; you flip the shaker over your back, catching it behind you. 

You’re no stranger to the game of flirting. You know on some level you’re attractive— rough around the edges, laden with muscle, covered in scars with war stories to back them up. Women of all ages tend to drift to that, to the medal-studded war veteran and one of the few survivors of a troop that saved as many lives as it killed. 

You put the fresh glass in front of Reyna. 

“Here you are,” you remark, pushing it toward her by the base of the triangle-shaped cocktail glass. You place the orange peel on the edge of the glass, garnishing it off.

“Hm. And what’s this one?” Reyna asks. A small smirk rises to your face. 

“A personal favorite of mine. Rum and cognac with a little orange liqueur and lemon juice,” you say. When Reyna hooks her finger around the stem, you place your hand on her forearm that’s resting against the bar, leaning in to whisper into her ear, “It’s called Between the Sheets.” 

Bingo. Reyna inhales sharply and when you draw away, her eyes have darkened. 

Leaving her alone, you return to Liam. 

“Christ, you’re even worse than you were before,” Liam says, and you chuckle. 

“I feel as though I should apologize in advance if she ends up staying late to help me clean up after you lot,” you say, making a gesture with your hand to the various people scattered around. You’re not normally open tonight, but you made a special exception for Liam and his crew. You’d do anything for Liam, truth be told. 

He puts his head in his hand as you pick up your bourbon. “I really should not have let her come. I had a feeling she was going to be on you like a fly to cow shit.” 

“Vulgar, but I get your point,” you reply, your hand reaching to the buttons of your shirt. You’d put on a rather nice shirt to make a good impression, but given that it’s a little hot tonight and the fans you have aren’t nearly enough to compensate, you make the choice to remove the outer layer. 

Liam merely grunts, knowing exactly what you’re doing. You’d do this back then when you were younger. 

Divesting yourself of your dress shirt, you tug on the bottom of your crisp, clean white t-shirt, the crewneck cut drawing attention to the dog tags dangling around your neck and the short sleeves hugging your biceps. 

“Don’t be jealous that I’ve still got it, old man.” 

“Who the fuck are you calling old? You were born two years before I was,” Liam says indignantly. You wave him off, exiting the bar to make your rounds around the room, gathering empty glasses and making idle conversation with Liam’s friends. Most of them are nice enough, and a few (the younger ones, you note) are more than happy to jest with you about Reyna. 

The entire time, you feel her gaze burning hotly on your back. 

“No, no, you’re not doing it right,” you say to a young woman named Neon. “Here, give me that, I’ll show you how it’s done, kid.” 

“Oh my god, they both say that!” Phoenix whispers rather loudly to his friend Jett. You take the cue stick from Neon, hefting the wood in your hand and bending over the table. You line up the shot, explaining to Neon the process of holding the stick while she watches. 

Before you make your shot, you glance over to the bar. 

With a quick wink to Reyna, you strike the cue ball, and it goes sailing into the pocket after bouncing off a wall. 

“See? It’s all about angles.” You clap Neon’s shoulder once. “Now do me a favor and kick their asses for me, yeah?” 

Neon grins at you before going back to playing pool. Dusting your hands off on your jeans, you make your way back to the bar with a handful of dirty glasses that need washing. The night begins to wind down, and Liam makes the last call for everyone to quote-unquote get their shit together and head out! 

“Never change, Liam,” you remark, grasping his forearm in a firm shake before bringing him into a hug. “It was good seeing you, my friend.” 

“You too, Bunker-Fucker.” You punch him in the shoulder. He laughs. “See you soon.” 

You can’t help but think that he’s implying something as you say your goodbyes to the rest of the crew, watching them file out of the bar one by one, some tipsier than others. 

Soon, there’s only one person left. 

“Waiting for a goodbye hug?” You inquire to Reyna, watching her slink off her seat at the bar. You lean against the wood with your palm. 

“Who says I want just a hug?” Reyna replies, tapping her fingers against the lacquered wood, getting closer to you. The tips of her nails graze your fingers. 

“You’re playing with fire,” you remark in a low tone, delighting in the way Reyna’s eyes glow ever so slightly brighter. You lean toward her, whispering, “Don’t get burned too quickly. I last a while.” 

Her fingers slide through the belt loops on your jeans. 

“Then why don’t we cut to the good stuff? Make Liam extra happy by coming home with me?” Reyna says, laying it on thick with the sultry sound of her words rolling through her mouth. “I can promise you a wonderful time.” 

“Hm. Cute.” 

You grasp her hip, turning her toward the bar and caging her in with your front to her back. 

“But if I did that, you’d be out of commission for a while,” you whisper into her ear, grinning at the low breath she sucks in through her nostrils. You rub your thumb over her hip. “So maybe next time, darling, if you get lucky.” 

“I always get what I want. That you will soon learn,” Reyna says, tilting her head toward you. It’s tempting— you could do it. You could kiss her right now and leave her with a taste of what is yet to come. 

But it’s so much more fun letting her chase you. 

“You won’t get me on a silver platter, honey,” you say. Reaching over the counter, you grab the broom that’s always nearby and get to work sweeping. At the look on her face, you have to restrain your laugh. “Better get going. Don’t want the others to leave you behind, do you.” 

Reyna’s eyes twinkle. “This isn’t over.” 

With that, you watch her exit the bar, the bell overhead jingling once. 

You chuckle, then return to clearing the floor. 

An eventful night, and you wonder when it’s socially appropriate to invite Liam and his friends back for a good time. 

~~~~~ A/N: reyna might be dommy mommy but she should get a taste of her own medicine.

[irisposts]

The freak and his foe.

Episode one

summary: based on episode one of st4, you and you’re friend eddie munson explore your friendship like never before…

paring: eddie munosn x fem!reader

warning: smut, reader is a senior, yeah it’s just smut with some plot lol

The cafeteria is packed as per usual. The tip of your fork, toys with the sloppy joe on your lunch tray. You lightly push the tray forward, grossed out by Hawkin high's lunch of the day. Your eyes wander to the empty seat beside you.

"Has anyone seen Chrissy?" You ask your fellow cheerladers around you. Their pony tails shake as they say no.

Quinn motions her chin over to the spot beside you. " I think she went to the guidance counselor?”

You scrunch your nose. "The guidance counselor?"

Quinn shurgs her shoulder in apprehension.

Wesly, Quinn's boyfriend who occasioanly sits at your table snickers to himself. "Maybe the rumors are true."

Quinn kicks him from beneath the table. Her eyes big and scrunched in disspleasure. He reacts by raising his hands up.

You turn to him, "What rumors?"

Wesly looks to you and then his girlfirned. Off the corner of your eyes, Quinn shakes her head and slides her hand across her neck repeatedly.

You cross your arms, “Wes, what rumors.” Slowly you witness him crumble before your eyes.

"Look—I don't know if it's true, but from what i heard. She got pregnant by Jason," Wesly looks over to the jocks table. "But you didn't here it from me."

Pregnant? Chrissy and you were close, yet she never mentioned her and Jason going all the way. Let alone to ever try things. They were what some would say, ‘vanilla’. Heavy on biblical practices in their relationship. What you did know about, was Chrissy’s eating disorder. You chew on your lip, hoping Chrissy hadn’t heard of these rumors. God knows it’d only make your friend feel worse.

You turn to look over at Chrissy's seat and then over to Jason. Your eyes furrow as you witness him growing visibly upset. Your eyes travel across the room too see Eddie Munson atop the table. His hands cup his mouth as he hollers for all to see,

"--or a GAME WHERE YOU TOSS BALLS INTO LAUNDRY BASKETS!"

Jason stands up from his table. "You want something freak!"

You watch as Eddie create devil horns with his fingers, while hanging his tounge out. Munson smiles in satfisaction as Jason backs down and happily hops off the table.

Quinn rolls her eyes as he allows two girls from your sqaud to walk past. "—That guy is such a freak."

You continue to watch him from afar. “Yeah…” a small smile creeps onto your face. “He is.”

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After school, You lean against the rust bucket, Eddie calls a van. By now, all the students at Hawkin High had either walked, bussed, or been picked up by their gaurdians. You look around, growing impatient with your friend.

You tap you foot on the pavement, "C'mon Eddie anytime now."

Your head snaps over to the rustle of leaves and snaps of tree branches in the distance. You instinctly take a step back, eyebrows creased together as you await what comes from the other side.

To your delight, Eddie steps out.

Holding his tin-can lunchbox. He waves at you obnoxiously from the the distance. You roll your eyes and hold up your middle finger. From here you can see that familiar - big grin stretched on his face. "Asshole." You mutter as he comes close and unlocks his car.

"Miss me?" He swings his driver side door open, and you follow by doing the the same to the passenger.

You set your backpack down on the floor. "Took you long enough," You slam the door shut after you. "Seriously, what the hell took so long?"

Eddie looks into the rearview mirrior and revereses. "Another drug deal." He looks over to you with a smile and puts the van in drive. He presses the gas, and your necks snaps against the seat. You glare at him as he reaches to turn the radio on.

"With who?" You pull the car visor down. Making sure your makeup and hair are still intact for later tonight.

Eddie drums his fingers along the steering wheel. "Chrissy. Cunningham." He bobs his head to the metal blowing through his speakers.

"Chrissy?" You turn the music down.

"Hey—”

“Chrissy, like…” You scratch at you’re head. "My, Chrissy?” You exclaim, making sure he gets the point that you don't believe him. You tap your finger against your chest.

“Mm-hm!” Eddie hums aloud.

You look at him in shock.

“I know!” He turns the wheel with one hand. “Exactly what i was thinking!”

“DUDE?” You try to wrap your head around it. Eddie shrugs his shoulder and turns the music back up.

So, she’s definitely not pregnant. You sigh in relief at that.

But now you can’t help but wonder, what on earth was going on with Chrissy. And why she hadn’t told you of all people?

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Eddie drove you two back to his home. You’re parents think you’re still at school at practice before the championship. And your coach thinks you’re at a doctors appointment. But, in reality you and Eddie lay in his bed. The room cloudy from the weed you’ve smoked together.

Eddie passes the joint to you. You take it and bring it to your lips. You inhale and sigh in relief. Never in a million years would you believe that you’d be smoking weed. Let alone, with Eddie “the freak” Munson. You two seemed like such an unlikely duo. Sometimes you’d both question if the universe was playing a trick on bringing you two together.

But you like Eddie—Or Edward. He hates being called that, but you like to tease him about it time to time.

Eddie—intimidating to most, is actually a great guy. He listens to you, genuinely treats you as a human being rather then the boys at your school. How you two became friends, is a blur. But either way, you are thankful to have him.

You blow smoke to the ceiling and pass the bud back to him.

When your fingers momentarily touch each other. You can’t fight the blood rushing to your cheeks. You’d be the last to admit that you like Eddie more than a friend. But it’s true. You like him. With his stupid long and shaggy hair, and his ‘out there personality’ and soft interior. You’re feelings for Eddie are intense and very real.

So you’d be lying if you said you weren’t jealous Eddie had met with Chrissy after school.

“Soooo, Chrissy.” You start off.

“Mm.” Eddie turns his body to you. He rest his chin in the palm of his friend. “What about her?”

“What was that whole thing like?” You steal the blunt from his lips and drag it back to your own. You take a quick hit. “I know you’ve had a crush on her since, like the 7th grade.”

Eddie narrows his eyes in disbelief. “I do not!”

You see his ears become visibly red. “You do!” You point at it and Eddie brings his hair forward to cover it. You laugh in response.

“I don’t know.” His shoulder shrugs. “Maybe…” He teases.

You can’t help but feel that painful sting in your chest. “Haha..” You laugh again but it’s anything but genuine.

Eddie plucks the joint from your lips. “What are you jealous or somethin?” He wiggles his eyebrows at you and takes another hit.

You blink. “What? No—ew no.” Fuck, my life. “Never in a million years. ”

From the corner of your eyes you see Eddie’s face fall into a frown. You uncross your arms and looks over to your friend. “But do you?…”

Eddie drops the bud into his ash tray. “Do I what?” His tone slightly annoyed as he turns back to you.

“I don’t know, earlier you said you said you didn’t have a crush on her. So… do you have a crush on someone else?” You slowly turn your head to look over at him.

But Eddie’s already staring, “Yeah, I do. Actually.” He drops his gaze to your lips and back to your eyes. “She’s kinda dumb though.”

“Oh.” Your eyes fall down to his rings. They’re big and silver. Sometimes you’d imagine him letting you wear them. His hand holding your own, sliding one onto each of your fingers.

“Do you?”

You snap your eyes back up to his. “uh..yeah.” You damn the weed for making your mouth blubber. “I like someone, yeah.”

Your fingertips trace the indents on his rings. you swallow hard as you go beyond the rings and rub circles on his knuckles. The skin there is a soft pink. Eddie watches you with a small smile. “Having fun there?”

You jump away. “Shit sorry! I didn’t mean too—”

“No, no, no.” He chuckles and waves his hands. He rest the hand you were just touching on your thigh. “It’s fine.”

You feel your skin go hot with his touch on you.

Seeing his hand on your thigh was already too much. His fingers barely go beneath your skirt. Eddie notices this and goes to pull away his hand.

“Sorry—”

You stop him. Bringing his hand back down to your skin. To your surprise, Eddie doesn’t seem in shock about it. In fact, you see that defiant smirk on his lips.

“For the record.” He rubs his thumb along your skin. “I was talking about you…”

You can hardly find the words. “S-So was I.”

Eddie snickers at this. “Oh, I know.”

You swat at his arm. “Asshole.” He could be so cheeky sometimes. You bring your hand to his cheek. “It was that obvious huh?”

Eddie makes a face. “Eh, yeah it was pretty obvious.” He removes his hand and brings it up to your face. The pads of his thumb rub soft strokes into your skin.

You lean into him. Breath blending together at this point. “I’m guessing the dumb one is me?” You joke and you feel his cool breath fan your lips as he laughs

“Noooo, of course not.”

Eddie rubs his nose along yours with a smile. You smile back at him as you both lay in each other company, hoping the other goes first.

You quickly grow impatient, “….Fuck it.”

You brings your lips to his. He sighs in relief as you climb your way on top of him. His hands snake up your back.

You gasp when you feel his hardness underneath your skirt. You roll your hips onto him making him groan. You bring your lips down onto his neck. He roll his head back onto his wall to give you more access. His hands cup the bottom of your ass, his rings dig into your flesh because of his tight grip.

“Holy shit, y/n.” He breathes out in a rush.

You break away with a smile. Your fingers reach behind you to pull down your zipper of your uniform. “dammit…” You mutter in frustration when you can’t reach.

“Here.” Eddie sits up. Your breathe hitches at the close proximity. His fingers pulls the zipper down. Letting the front of the uniform fall forward. You then pull it off from the bottom up.

Eddie looks at you in awe. You shiver at the cool air touching your exposed skin. You wear nothing but a white bra and underwear. The material a soft lace on the stitched to the sides. His hand cup your waist while the other hovers just above your breast. “I…” His eyes look between your own and you’re chest. He licks his lips. “Can I?…”

You giggle and bring his hand to your breast. “It’s fine.”

His cheeks burn a bright red. “I didn’t know if—I could—fuck.” He massages your breast while you reach behind to unclasp the back.

He practically rips it off you and throws it somewhere in the mess he calls a room. “Was getting in the way” he jokes.

You grin as he leans forward. His eyes search for permission. You nod and he brings his tongue to your left breast. He sucks on the nub, nips at it while rubbing the other between his thumb and middle finger.

You roll your head to peer at the ceiling. Mouth agape as you moan. Your hips continue roll onto him, making him grow more aggressive.

When he deems your chest is colorful enough with his marking. He switches you over with the tilt of his hips. Your body falls onto the mattress. Your breast bouncing with it.

As he now straddles you, your hands grip at his shirt.

“Your turn.”

He smiles wicked and begins to shake off his denim and leather jacket. You aid in pulling off the Hell fire shirt. Quickly your fingers fumble with his belt buckle.

“Oh, someone’s eager.”

You roll your eyes playfully. “Shut up.”

You attempt to push the material down.

“I got it baby,” He gets up and shimmy’s himself out of his jeans. You lick at you’re lips at the growing bulge in his boxers. Your heart sinks when he peels that least peace of clothing off. He’s long and thick. How on earth is that supposed to fit inside of you? You’re chest thumps with an anticipation.

Your fingers make their way down between your legs. The pads of your fingers grace the fabric covering your mound. Eddie watches as you slowly pull the lacey material down your thighs. When reaching the base of your ankles, you grab and toss it somewhere in Eddie’s room.

You lean back onto your elbows. Legs spread, all for Eddie to see. You feels you’re core pulse at the cool air hitting your skin.

Still staring, you reach down again to press your fingers between your folds, but find your wrist is swatted away.

Eddie climbs between your thighs. Holding your wrist between one hand above your head. “Are you trying to kill me?” His chest rises up and down. “Hm?” He applies pressure and you smile.

“Mm, maybe.” You wrap your legs around him. “Is it working?”

Eddie laughs at this and kisses your lips. Then the crook of your neck, the shell of your ear, your cheek, above your eye. Any skin that he could reach, he kisses. “Yeah, it’s working alright.”

He leans over to grab a condom packet on his night stand. You watch with curious eyes as he leans back, rips the packet and applies it from tip to base. Your mouth waters at the slight curve of his dick.

He comes back to your level. “You sure about this?”

More than. “Yes—God yes.” The words fall from your lips so easily.

Eddie seems pleased with your reaction and positions himself at your entrance. You brace yourself as you feel the tip trace around you. Your chest stutters as he slides the tip of his length into you, and glides right back out. He does this a few times, watching you grow impatient.

He does it another and your nails dig into his back. “Stop teasing.”

You look up through thick lashes to Eddie smirking down at you. “As you wish.”

He slides himself fully past your rim. You roll you’re head back, arching slightly in pleasure. Eddie squeezes the sheet between his fingers. Groaning at your warm walls swallowing him.

He continues until he bottoms out. He comes down just above your ear. His breath is shaky, and low. “.You feel so fucking good.”

The arousial in your stomach drops. You moan as he leaves kisses up and down the crook of your neck, cheeks and collar bones. Every now and then, he’d suck and chew on the skin. Sure to leave his blue and purple marks.

He brings himself up and pulls his hips back. Just enough to where he’s still halfway inside of you. He thrust into you, again and again. Your head rolls over to the side in pleasure. Eddie continues rolling his hips down, trying different angles every now and then. Until he hits that one spot…

“Oh fuck!” You cry so loud, you think his neighbors might here. Your toes curl and nails drag across his back.

“Shit—ngh, ah.” Eddie puts more energy into his thrusts. They’re powerful and leave you a panting mess. You start to babble profanities as waves of pleasure hit you over and over again. You place your arm across your face. Letting your teeth sink into your skin.

“Nope.” Eddie slides your arm right off. Never loosing his pace as he slides into you. His smile is dark and sinister. “Look at me.” His voice shakes, and often breaks in between as he moans.

You unscrew your eyes and see his large brown eyes looking down at you. They’re focused on you and you only.

“There you are.” He coos as you whimper at the sudden loss of contact. He slides all the way out until only the tip of his cock is grazing your entrance.

“Eddie, please.”

Hearing you whine only makes him more eager to fuck you oblivion. “I know baby,” He rubs your arm with a gentle touch. “There we go, nice and easy.”

You relax into his touch.

You think he’s going to take it slow but you find it’s the complete opposite. He slams into you with so much force you inch up the bed. Your screams muffled into the pillow.

“ What did I say y/n?” His hand cups the side of your face. Forcing you too look at him. You can’t even form words. Each time you connect, you’re words become incomprehensible and you feel that familiar knot in your stomach.

Eddie smiles down at you taking him in. “Good, Girl…”

He lifts one of your legs atop his shoulder. At this angle he snaps into you deeper. You lazily claw at his back and grab a fistful of hair. “Don’t stop.” Your eyes roll back as he hits the right spot time again. “I’m gonna—fuck.” You pant. “Eddie, I’m gonna cum.”

But he’s too hyper focused on pleasing you. He just continues to pound into you until your juices spill over him. “Mmph—oh, yes yes,” You’re nails drag long red lines along his back. You’re back arches as you come undone.

Tired and overly sensitive, You can only wait until his thrusts becomes lazy and unhinged. He throws his head back and curses out obscenities as he cums. You watch below, as his eyes screw shut and his adam’s apple bobs up and down. Struggling to catch his breath. “Ah, fuck…”

His hips stutters and then he collapses beside you. You cringe at the sudden emptiness.

Neither of you say anything. Just you’re rapid breathing can be heard.

“Holy shit,” Eddie rolls onto his back. His bangs stick to his face. He swallows, “That was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

You can only let out a breathy laugh and swat at his arm. “Dont flatter me Munson.”

He smiles and you two continue to catch you’re breath.

When Eddie looks up to you again, he’s timid this time. He chews on his lips, “ Y/n?”

“Yeah?”

You hear the bed shuffle and you look down to your friend.

Eddie only looks to his hands. “What does this make us…now?”

“I.” You’re eyes furrow. “I don’t know…” You clinch the sheets between your hand. “I’d like to think that…”

From the bed, you notice the bright sky has turned dark. Just how long were we having se—a sudden thought comes to mind. And you’re already jumping out of the bad. “—Shit the championship game!”

“What?” Eddie watches as you scramble for your clothes. He turns to slaps his broken alarm clock. When the time crackles on the screen he feels his stomach drop. “—Shit! Shit! The campaign.”

You’re already on the floor snatching up your uniform as Eddie looks for his hell fire shirt.

[maleyanderecafe]

have u read Hotaru no yomeiri? It's new an i think u may like it also can u recommend me something similar pls thx lol

I have read Hotaru no Yomeiri but I have to reread it because of the new chapter update. It's made by the same person who did Promise Cinderella, which is also a pretty great series (no yanderes though) and a strong female lead. There's only eight chapters out right now.

The story is about Satoko, a sickly but beautiful girl from a rich family. She hasn't been married off because of her sickly nature, but she's a smart girl who wants more in life. She ends up getting kidnapped and makes a deal with Goto, one of the guards, stating that she will marry him as she's fallen in love with him. As a result he ends up killing the kidnappers, falling in love with her quickly after kissing him even after she's watched a bunch of people he's killed. The two end up escaping to his village soon after, where they discard her and don't try to help her. To stand up for herself, she's able to woo the town through her dancing and ends up working as a prostitute there (mostly nonsexual ones since Goto would kill anyone who would try to have sex with her). The person who she tries selling herself to is a terrible drunk, abusing her when they first meet and even insulting her scar, and as such she refuses to be bought by him. After she is assaulted by her, Goto comes and attacks the man, nearly killing him if Satoko had not stopped him. The man apologizes for his dunked behavior and afterwards Goto has a heart to heart with her by showing off his scars too before she coughs up blood and passes out in his arms.

As per usual, this author does a good job with making a rather unorthodox love with a strong female main character. Satoko doesn't have much to live for since she's going to die as she's sickly, so she doesn't have much to lose with Goto. She also is able to stand up for herself even with her bullying, using whatever she can to her advantage, and is very smart, even dedicating her body when she dies to science. Goto on the other hand seems to want to have an unconditional love, even despite his killing, which is what makes him fall in love. I wonder if he was conditioned to do this when he was younger since it feels as if he doesn't really seem to have a strong reason to live. Probably doesn't have a great backstory, that's for sure. I'm sure Goto will come to love her in more "normal" means in the future, just as she will come to love the softer sides of him.

As for some things that are similar...

Assassin x Cinderella - has the kind of against the yandere, but the yandere is dangerous and also obsessively in love with her. They are both assassins but the girl is much less competent and more innocent (despite being an assassin).

Olgami - cat and mouse game with Yoosoo the vampire and Chaeah who is a great female lead. She's trying her best to survive and boy does she do it well. Yoosoo and her have to work together, though it's a constant tug of war between them.

Never-Ending Darling- a more sci-fi based story centered around cloning. It's another cat and mouse type game with Ha-im Yun and Geunhu Ji, who keeps cloning her. Ha-im is a strong and smart female lead as well, and the thrill of the tug of war is very nice.

Raise wa Tanin ga Ii - personally I think it's a little debatable if Kirishima is a yandere since he still sleeps around with other girls willy nilly despite loving Yoshino, but Yoshino is a great female lead character who doesn't take other people's garbage.

There are probably some other ones but I think those ones are probably the most similar to Hotaru no Yomeiri that I can think of.

[nerdieforpedro]

Getting to Know Me tag game

Thanks to @pamasaur for tagging me. 😘

Top Three Ships: As of late? Dave York x reader, Tommy Miller x reader and Frankie Morales x reader. (Unsure if I answered this correctly, ships = parings to me. lol)

Favorite color: Blue - has been for years, since I was a wee little Nerdie. Now warming up to reds and purples. Dash of yellow in there sometimes, just for pizazz.

Last song: Only Girl in the World by Rihanna. (I was listening to music on the car ride home and singing along in a key that only I will hear, and likely some poor dogs somewhere. 🤣)

Last Book: A light novel called "Onmyoji and Tengu Eyes: The Spirit Hunters of Tomoe" by Yoshiko Utamine. It had mystery, bromance, angst, supernatural elements and had a modern day Japanese setting. I was hooked, haven't read the second one yet.

Currently Watching: My mom and I started "Loki" season one. After she finished 'The Mandolorian' season three, I told her to pick between Andor and Loki. She told me that she's a Tom Hiddleston fan (news to me) now that she's seen him dance (not sure where, could have been many a video) I now wonder what she is watching on her phone. She spoke about his slender hips and of course his accent. Also watching 'The Irrationals' and 'Found" MPG should not make me feel things in his role on 'Found'. @megamindsecretlair help me understand 😫

Current Obsession: Pedro Pascal, Writing fanfic about Pedro Pascal characters, reading writers' Pedro Pascal character pics, working on my BSN so when I'm ready to leave bedside I can. Also Pedro Pascal stationary and stickers, I spread them on my unit at work. Someone stuck one on a computer and environmental services liked it and left it. I started giving them to docs, NPs, PAs and other departments I like. 🥰

Currently working on: Too many WIPs. I got series hanging in wind, I've made late night notes of ideas that are very strange bullet points when I wake up and I'm trying to focus which I'm not great at. Right now, it would be Tommy Miller, Javier Peña and Dieter, but I may finish my Dave York series first so at least one is finished.

Country I want to visit: Japan for sure. The United Kingdom because of double decker buses. Belize and Ireland due to parts of my family being from there, plus they're so vastly different, how did the one side of my family get to both places?

Welp, per usual, I went too long. It's likely was too much anyone really wanted to know.

No pressure tags: @yorksgirl @awilderi @iamasaddie @beefrobeefcal @beabliss @laurfilijames @musings-of-a-rose @mandoisapunk @josephquinnswhore @maggiemayhemnj

[okthatsgreat]

hiii okay i just started reading opddmh and i was wondering if you have any thoughts about komaru and toko's relationship and udg in relation to the virtual reality au you're writing? :3c they are so precious to me and if u dont have any thoughts on it thats fine!! just wondering <3 have a good day!!

OOOO DEFINITELY !!! nothing too complex or thought out but ive definitely got some thoughts on it >:)

first things first ultra despair girls is most certainly some kind of spinoff in this universe! so its not considered a main storyline/killing game however it is still on ongoing series! i imagine after 53 seasons the danganronpa timeline has been seriously fucked up and udg is absolutely one of the main reasons its so wonky, you can IMAGINE all of the conspiracy youtube videos trying to piece that shit together lmfaooooo. but yep udg is a running spinoff series starring toko, komaru, and the warriors of hope (who are teenagers in this au at this point!!). it also features a range of other villains and side characters that were introduced later on :] udg definitely isnt as popular nor is it as consistent in its production as the main danganronpa story is (while danganronpa has at least one season per year, udg has one maybe every three), but it still gets a whole lot of views !! which means toko and komaru are unfortunately in it for the long haul </3

they live seperate from each other however they're over at each others apartments so often that they basically live together LMFAO. they rely on each other SO so heavily. i personally think they have romantic feelings somewhere underneath their fear of losing each other to the mental trauma of danganronpa however there is NO WAY danganronpa would ever let them be a couple. the most theyre allowed to do is queerbait ghfdsjkghjkdf. if they confirm anything between the pair they are destroying an entire market of fans they can profit off of and also likely losing hella sponsorship money. its extremely difficult navigating a relationship like that, where they have become so heavily codependent on each other not only because their wellbeing relies on the other being healthy and well but also because they've grown so close it's impossible to imagine a future where the other isnt involved somehow. everything danganronpa has put them through, it has usually been TOGETHER, which means they've bonded through those experiences. is that healthy? absolutely the fuck it is not however there is no time or space to navigate that or to spend time away from each other (even if they wanted to, which they don't)!!

the pair stay relatively close with the warriors of hope-- or at least komaru does lmfaooo. like i said before the warriors of hope are teenagers at this point (honestly theyre probably mius age!! which sparks a lot of hypothetical interactions LMAO) so they dont really need babysitters or anything like that but because there are not very many people who could possibly understand what they've gone through they tend to stick together!! a few of them, at least. i imagine nagisa is a lot more distant and kotoko probably has other friends she talks to a whole ton :] people that arent constant walking reminders of her current and past traumas lol

komaru also doesnt talk to makoto as often anymore! they kind of keep in touch and definitely see each other at press conferences and all that, but the relationship has become somewhat strained. its a bit awkward knowing they arent actually related!! theyre still kind to each other and care about each other like actual siblings but its hard not to feel sad around the other unfortunately :(

and toko definitely doesnt talk to byakuya much anymore besides the occasional promotional material LMFAO. they dont despise each other but both have done a lot of growing and a lot of that included distancing themselves from each other

SORRY IF THAT WAS MORE THAN YOU ASKED FOR!!! THANK YOU <33

[silvertsundere]

Silver Talks AniManga (14/04/24)

suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuper late post this week, not only cause I started a buncha new stuff but I was also traveling on the weekend which cut off a ton of my free time (imas could've been last week but subs were late for a whole week 😒) also GBC and BA might not be on the corresponding sunday post for the ep that aired that week cause of their sub situation. Should be fine for GBC, but I ain't putting up with terrible subs for BA so I'd rather wait a couple days for better ones (even if I could watch the bad ones and understand it no problem)

but anyway, lots of yappin this time around, next week should be a lot more chill

green - new series/new to me blue - finale/completed

Anime

Girls Band Cry Ep1-2

this one is quite the ride for me. when it first got announced I was gonna watch it cause nari is the character designer and I love their art and it's a cute girls show. then it was revealed it was gonna be cg and I changed my mind. then the ep came out and people were praising it so I was like, "ok maybe I could watch despite it being cg". but then I saw a clip where it looked really bad so I was like "oh ok I was right not to watch it nvm" BUT THEN I saw a different clip that looked super good so after some deliberation I decided to watch it anyway and it turns out it's actually REALLY GOOD? like if every cg show was this level of quality I wouldn't be such a hater the op and ed(s) were really good too but they better be when it's a show about a band lol. the real ed (the one from ep2) has all the art done by nari which is super cool ep 2 was really good too, ep 1 had already convinced me to watch all of it, but still nice to see 2 being good as well

The Idolmaster Shiny Colours Ep1-2

while I was watcing GBC I was thinking "man the cg being this good is gonna make SC look even worse" and sadly I was right. Now, it's not terrible mind you but just like the ML anime, coming in the heels of something like the U149 anime which not only was traditionally animated but also had incredible direction with the quality art to back it up, it feels very bland. Luckily for it, it has the imas spice and, repeat it after me, I Am Not Immune To Idols. It's amazing how they get my ass every damn time... It's a shame that my lantica girls already had their episode so early since they're my favourites of the launch units but I'm sure they'll get at least one more at some point, along with a little more screentime every now and then like the others did on ep2 but anyway Ep1 was basically teasing the different units while introducing mano and getting her together with the other two. While ep2 was mostly about lantica with some small bits with the other groups spliced in. After ep1 I thought they weren't going to follow the usual formula of dedicating 1 episode per girl and/or unit but after 2 I'm not sure anymore. There's only 12 eps so if they do 1 ep per unit, while having little bits for the other ones, that would take us up to ep 5/12. We already know that there's gonna be a s2 with straylight and noctchill so we know they're not gonna show up in this season. I guess they could do a wing episode for each of the units which would put us up to 9/12 leaving the remaining episodes for big group episodes with everyone but we'll see.. Also speaking of s2, there's still 2 more units that weren't confirmed for it and since this s1 has 4 units you think it'd make sense for s2 to have 4 units as well. However the 2 units that haven't been confirmed are related to each other, in a way, so I could totally see them doing a s3 with just those units, since I don't think they'll introduce another unit any time soon. But anyway I'm starting to ramble and talking too much about meta. TL;DR: show shouldn't be cg and bandai can damn well afford a traditional show but they're greedy. other than that it's good ofc. like I said with ML, if you like any of the imas anime you'll like this. if you like the game/girls you'll like it as well

Jellyfish Can't Swim in the Night Ep1-2

this got announced around the same time as GBC and I posted about it as well. I was going to watch it just because it was a dogakobo original and I like the studio and it seemed like a nice cute girls show. As the season came closer I wasn't sure about watching it anymore but was thinking of giving it the good ol 3 episode rule just out of respect to dogakobo. When it did start, something had happened that caused me to change my mind and decide that I wasn't going to watch it. I don't remember what it was anymore but anyway. However my buddy mega did watch it and said it was really good so I decided to give it a shot like originally planned and... it's really good too. The mains being takarie and mikku is a rare combo but very welcome and the show also has that characteristic dogakobo polish to it and the direction is very good as well. I also appreciate the yuri vibes but I'm me so yknow ep 2 was nice as well, both the op and ed are good, and kimura might be a little freak but she's fun. I guess the next episode will be dedicated to the vtuber girl but we'll see

Kaiju 8 Ep1

that was a solid first ep, there wasn't anything too impressive to show off so I guess we'll see how it goes in the next episode, but it looked good enough that I'm not too worried about it. shame it's only 1 cour but I'm sure they're planning on adapting it all since the manga is almost over too it'll be nice revisiting these early parts of the story, it wasn't that long ago that I caught up but it's been long enough because it's not weekly that I don't remember the early parts with that much clarity but yeah, ep was nice, good voices, good music, good art (for the most part I thought some shots of mina looked off) and the animation wasn't bad either. if they keep up this quality until the end it'll be a respectable adaptation but I hope they at least give us some sakuga crumbs during the big iconic scenes

Manga

Astro Royale Ch1

tokyo revengers' wakui ken as left kodansha to come to shueisha with this new series and you can really tell it's the work of a veteran author I didn't know what to expect since I never read/watched TR, outside of seeing some clips and caps here and there, but this was actually really good. the setting and the characters were all set up very well, along with the main trigger that sets off the story. really great use of spread pages as well I've been saying for ages that wsj needs a new hit with some of their biggest hitters ending soon and they seem to think so too since no recent series have really popped off (except kagurabachi [the power of memes]) so they decided to grab another veteran (there's a bunch more in the mag currently). We'll have to see the next handful of chaps but just from this debut I can see this series having the potential to be a hit for sure. I've been doing this long enough that I got a pretty good intuition for this kinda stuff, tho there's always exceptions like me thinking red hood would last and that nue would get axed but I'm usually right for the most part.. anyway the series seems like it'll be fun so looking forward to it, I know people complain that TR went downhill after a certain point but this isn't TR so no point comparing this to it on chapter 1. just trust that the author learned his lesson from whatever went wrong with TR and enjoy the series for what it is, not like it's a sequel or something

Two on Ice Ch28 (Finale)

well that's over and I don't really got much to say tbh I don't really care about skating so I wasn't interested in this from the beggining and the artist didn't do a great job showing it off either. it was informative but not engaging. there were a few good panels/pages but a lot of big spreads got wasted with tons of expostion instead of showing off the art. I also didn't care about the "villain" at all despite how much the artist loved and pushed him still not one of the worst things I've read on jump that's for sure, just not for me and not interesting enough for me to change my mind and care about. an opposite example of this would be blue box which is a romance series and I thought I wouldn't like it when I started catching up to it and ended up loving it cause it's a lot more engaging

[hopeshoodie]

Does anyone else feel like the lady characters in THTH don’t have as much interiority as the men so far? 

Jada is the most fleshed (post to follow about that because I have thoughts), but to me the romanceable women feel flat when compared to how the romanceable men are written. 

Marisa is probably the girl we have the most details about- her yoga stuff, that she spends most of her time doing outdoor stuff like biking/hiking/camping- but as for personality we just get that she's overly romantic, hot headed, and jealous. But not a lot of her thoughts on the events of the game, she doesn’t really form friendships with the other cast members outside of her and Theo being united in the no-rule break committee. Even Theo gets some exploration into his mixed feelings about rule-breaking with the player, whereas Marisa kinda just says ‘oh well I really like you’. 

Dakota is the most quirky of all the girls, but literally has no personality outside of 'lol I'm confident! I like food! Touch my butt and feed me pizza!!' We only get personal details about her incidentally (grew up by the ocean) or when other people are revealing things (she’s a workaholic per the conversation with Liam). We get that she revels in having gossip to share, but only when it moves the plot forward. 

I won’t count this against Priya because she’s only been here for a day, but I know nothing about her other than Girlboss (™). 

And Sarah just… I did a loyal route with her and I feel like I know nothing about her. She knows she’s hot, she’s competitive, she likes to have a good time, she hates being told what to do. But she doesn’t have any of the breadcrumbs about her life outside the show, or a backstory on why she’s here/why she’s like this/who she is. Even the intimate suite scene that has the chance to ask other LIs questions is like… Just her flirting with you. Which like, I know some people irl aren’t comfortable sharing about themselves, but she just seems so shallow without the little bits that make her more rounded. 

And like, it’s fine. It’s the same characterization that you’d get in like Episode or Lovelink, but it feels off to me because the men are written in a similar way to characters in LITG- fleshed out, multifaceted, distinct characters.

Like.

We see Theo reckoning with insecurities about his music and wanting to be the most wanted person in the room (but very much not being). He struggles with obviously wanting money and also being a massive whore. 

We see Henri trying to self modulate between these intense emotions but wanting to not appear too forward, and being out of his element. We see how open and earnest he is as he talks about his life and values. 

Liam is just Liam 🥰. (FR Liam’s my favorite boy because his character is v nuanced TO ME) He’s here for a good time and is unattached but also gets jealous quickly and makes rash decisions because of it. He’s goofy with the other guys but also stands his ground to get what he wants. He's direct about what he wants but doesn't take it too far or make it anyone else's problem. He's genuinely friends with the other cast members. He’s clearly very smart and successful but doesn’t talk about it/have a lot of bravado.

But none of the girls outside of Jada have similar storyline. I just. I want more from the women. Sarah and Alex’s one-sided rivalry is fun and Henri/Dakota’s one-off gaff about stealing food was amusing, but they’re the few times the girls interact with other cast members who aren’t MC. 

I want to see Sarah and Theo’s ‘OMG we’re NOT interested in each other NO WAY’ partners in crime schtick grow into a friends to lovers arc. I want to see Dakota either finally getting into the core group of friends (Jada, MC, Alex) or getting upset that she’s usually excluded. I want to see Marisa floundering because if MC isn’t with her she literally has nothing going on. 

I just want to see character setups and arcs similar to what it seems like all the guys have gotten. 

[internerdionality]

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Okay so @thetardigrape tagged in this game and as usual I can deny my beloved mutuals nothing (NOTHING, I say), so I'm doing it but I'm limiting it to WIPs I have actually opened in the last six months and NOT everything in my writing folder, because otherwise that would be *ridiculous*

OFMD Season 2 WIPs

Well and Truly Docked sequel

Learning at the Foot of the Greats sequel

Triptych in the Times Between

Fuck It Through As a Crew

Sprizzy untitled snippets

Captured by Ricky

More Stizzy Porn

Ed Bottle Angst

Izzy Death Rewrite

OFMD Season 1 WIPs

What Do You Do With a Drunken Sailor

Dining is Pageantry

Unmoored

Burning Like Embers, Falling Tender

Paid with Sighs a Plenty

Cut to the Bone

T4T4T GentleScribEd Modern AU

Hell in a Handbasket (for Two)

Go to the Market and Buy Some Apples

Stuck in a Moment You Can't Get Out Of

Good Omens WIPs

AziCrow 1827

When the Day Blows Gently

Fuck or Die Friday

SuperBat WIPs

To Err is Human, To Purr is Batman

Praying on the Height

Couplet

Bad Girls

Phases

There's No Reason Why You Should Remember Me

Other Fandom WIPs

Do the Hokey-Pokey and Turn Yourself Around

House/Amber/Wilson

Yes, I have actually opened and worked on all of these since the beginning of June. Yes, I realize how that makes me crazy.

Tagging @gement, @sunless-garden, @jupitermelichios, @glass-o-lemonade, and @shoegazy-pie. That's one person per category, that counts, right?

(You're right, Tardi, that only took me fifteen minutes once I limited it down, lol)

Happy to answer questions or post snippets from any of these!