#Bojan that COULD be a cough

[mint-ty]

Guys it's been over 20min why no one's giffing this very inappropriate JO ig story yet? 😩

[fruitybashir]

I'm re reading holidate for the second time and im finding all these little notes that I left in the epub last time, and honestly i think me of the past was inspired for this one

oops, my hand slipped 😗

“Red please!” Bojan declares cheerfully as he slaps down a “+4” with a colour wheel. “And I am down to my last card.”

There’s a collective groan around the table and Bojan bounces up and down on the couch next to Kris, a big, happy grin on his face. Kris is fuming. He stares down at his fan of cards. Lots of green, some yellow, not a single red one. He grinds his teeth and draws another card.

“Aw, no reds? I’m sorry bejbi,” Bojan coos and presses a quick peck to his cheek. Kris feels like he might actually start biting.

Jure reluctantly lays down a red four, Jan follows with a red zero, defeat already painted on his face. Nace hesitates for a second, then a smile spreads on his face and he puts down a blue zero. There’s a collective Ooooh around the table and Kris feels a sense of righteous satisfaction that almost borders on concerning.

He turns to look at Bojan, expecting to see disappointment, annoyance even at having his win stolen from him for at least one more round, but instead what he sees is a wide grin, teeth shining, eyes wide. Victorious. Oh no.

Bojan lays down a blue six.

“Uno!”

Everyone tosses their cards on the table in frustration while Bojan giggles happily, already shuffling the cards for another round. Jure lights himself another cigarette, offering another to Jan. Jan puts it between his lips with an appreciative noise, then presses it against Jure’s to light it as well.

“I’m out,” Kris grumbles and slumps back into the couch. Jan shoots him a sympathetic look and bumps his foot under the coffee table. Kris’ patience for losing to Bojan usually doesn't last longer than five or six rounds.

“How did you even– but you asked for red.” Nace stammers, staring down at Bojan's blue six as if it held the answers. Bojan shrugs.

“I'm just that good,” he grins. Kris groans.

“You're so full of yourself.”

Jan pats Nace's thigh in consolation. “You did the best you could.” He takes a drag of his cigarette, then leans in and lets the smoke ghost over Nace's lips as he speaks. “I'm still proud of you.”

Kris wrinkles his nose as he watches them unashamedly make out right in front of all of them. Jure deals out new stacks of cards as if he doesn't even see them.

“Kris, you sure you're out?”

“Yeah, I need a break.” Kris says and Jure nods, skips his spot as he hands out the cards.

“You can be my cheerleader,” Bojan suggests, leaning close into Kris and with a giddy uplift to his voice that makes Kris want to drag him home, push his face into the pillows and shut him up. He takes a deep breath.

“Sure,” he says and turns to Bojan with the brightest fake smile he can manage. “Because you definitely need cheering on to win.”

“If I win the next game for you,” Bojan starts and does an unfortunately very good job at looking at Kris sweetly from under his eyelashes. “Do I get to kiss the cheerleader?”

Kris flexes his jaw.

“You know what?” he smiles and he rests his elbow on the backrest of the couch, reaches up to tuck a strand of Bojan's hair behind his ear. “If you win the next game, I'll wear the blue set tonight.”

There's a choking sound from the other side of the coffee table, then coughing as Jan and Nace's little shotgunning session comes to an abrupt end. Jure whistles.

Bojan's face lights up like the sun.

“Easy!” he declares, already reaching for his new stack of cards. “Fastest win of my Uno career.”

Jan shoots Kris a disbelieving look, deep betrayal written on his face. Kris just shrugs. He has a plan.

Kris leaves his arm on the back of the couch as the rest of the guys start the next round. He traces his fingers along the neck of Bojan’s shirt, just barely grazing the skin enough to cause a light shiver.

He lets Bojan enjoy his feeling of safety for two turns, then he lets his fingers wander up into Bojan’s hair. He twirls a few strands around his fingers, toys with them, then runs his fingers down again, along the side of Bojan’s neck and over his collarbones.

“Kris…” Bojan mumbles and his shoulder twitches, trying to shrug off Kris. He puts down a red seven, concentrating on the cards in his hands and closely watching what colours the others follow up with.

Kris has no intention of letting up anytime soon. He’s barely even started. He dips his hand under the hem of Bojan’s shirt, pressing his palm flat against the other’s chest and letting his fingertips brush over the dusting of chest hair there. Bojan sighs, but other than that, shows impressive restraint. He counters Nace’s yellow zero with a green one. Kris moves in closer.

He presses a kiss into Bojan’s hair, then brings his hand up further a little, to the base of Bojan’s neck. He doesn’t press down, but Bojan still tenses against him, and Kris can feel him swallow under his fingers. Bojan has to draw two cards.

Jan raises his eyebrow at Kris across the table, lips twitching with a barely suppressed smile. He’s definitely figured it out by now.

Kris grins, and draws his hand back. Bojan instantly lets out a breath that he probably wasn’t even aware he was holding, and Kris thinks it’s almost a little cute that he thinks he’s safe now. He runs his fingertips over Bojan’s back, along his spine and down, until he can lift up the other’s shirt enough to touch Bojan’s skin again.

“Kris,” Bojan makes, again, and there is a warning in there, but Kris knows that tone well. He leans down to press a kiss to Bojan’s neck. Bojan shivers. He hesitates, then places a green five.

Kris runs his fingers along the waistband of Bojan’s sweatpants to his sides, let’s his fingertips dance up and down, drawing patterns over the skin and he feels Bojan’s muscles twitch under his touch, his breath hitch when Kris traces over a spot that he knows drives Bojan crazy.

“Bojan?” Jure asks and there is audible amusement in his voice. “It’s your turn.”

“Huh?” Bojan startles, then he suddenly sits up straighter, letting out an annoyed noise as he rolls his shoulders to get Kris’ mouth off his neck. There’s a snort from Nace as Bojan places his “Skip turn” card and Kris is sure that if he could see Bojan’s face right now, he would find that the other is blushing.

He keeps his hand on Bojan’s side for another turn, showing at least a little bit of mercy before he brings his hand back around, rests his fingers against the base of Bojan’s spine. He lets his eyes wander over the table. Jan is only holding two cards now. Bojan is still holding four.

Kris dips his fingers under the waistband of Bojan’s pants, then the waistband of his briefs. Bojan tenses. Kris doesn’t stop. He pushes down a little further, his middle finger now resting over the dip of Bojan’s ass.

“One card left.” Jan announces on his turn.

“What- How?” Bojan stares down at his own cards, his finger worrying the corner of a “+2” card he’s holding. He’s trying so hard to stay focussed. Kris dips his middle finger between Bojan’s cheeks and Bojan straightens his back like he’s got hit by lightning. When Kris keeps shooting innocent looks around the table, he can almost see the pity on Nace’s face when the other places down a red “+2”.

Kris’s finger finds Bojan’s hole and Bojan’s breath hitches. He shivers. Kris pushes down, just lightly, but it’s enough for a small noise to escape Bojan’s throat, quiet enough that Kris is sure he’s the only one to hear it. Bojan draws two cards. Kris grins victorious.

Jure places a red four, Jan follows with a red zero.

“Uno!” he declares and the table cheers. Kris pulls back his hand and leans back on the sofa, away from Bojan.

Bojan gapes at Jan’s last card on the stack, as if they had somehow personally betrayed him. His head flies around to glare at Kris.

“You-” he starts and Kris shrugs.

“Well, that’s a bummer,” Kris says, purposely nonchalant. “I always thought the blue one really compliments my eyes.”

[saucyjothoughts]

It's the 12th October and pussy day!

Let's think about some gender bending. What would each of the guys be like as women?

(nsfw under the cut)

Kris: high maintenance. Regularly gets his hair done, mani-pedis, spends a lot of money on moisturisers and loves a spa day. Prefers to be as hairless as possible and currently waxes his pussy into a neat little landing strip. Perky little tits and he know exactly which bras make them look good. Wears outfits that show off his legs and his ass. Knows he's hot.

Nace: still has tattoos and gym-muscle but there is very little else masculine about femme-Nace. Something about the deep eyes and gentle aura, looking after everyone and knowing how to let his hair down. Big boobs and tasty thighs. Classic sense of style. Won't sit on your face (unless he really grows to trust you) but knows what he wants and commmunicates it well.

Jure: is still as wild. Short hair because who has the patience to style it? Lean/athletic body type and lets his body hair grow (because fuck the patriarchy). Holds his boobs to help him think. Promiscuous. Squirts.

Bojan: voluptuous. Meaty hips, love handles, and tits you could drown in. Still has a great sense of rhythm, is cute and sunshine-smiley and isn't so sour about being short. Would make a brilliant belly dancer. Gets very emotional at certain times of month. Keeps a little pubic hair but prefers to keep himself tidy. Wears thongs and Frenchies.

Jan: is exactly the same as always except with marginally less body hair (still lets his pits grow out) and a clitoral hood piercing instead of a Prince Albert. Yo-yos between masc and femme looks to suit his whim, still looks amazing in either leather and military boots or fishnets and silk. Is very casual about having his little tits out and doesn't like to wear bras so you can always see his nipples (*cough* and nipple piercings *cough*) through his shirts.

Bonus: who remembers the interview where they were asked about the fem versions of themselves? And Jan implied he'd fuck his female self? I wonder if that could be arranged...

[fluffyjothoughts]

I absolutely love this blog already, there's never too much fluff out there. But I have a pretty annoying cold at the moment that makes everything harder than it reasonably should be, so, could the boy comfort me a bit? If it's not too much to ask?

heyyyy anonboo!! i hope you’ll feel better soon, but here is a nice comfort from the boys!

Kris: he knows his fair share of colds and how to deal with them. from stress sickness or Bojan getting sick every other week like the victorian child he is, Kris knows how to adapt. The second he hears a sniffle or cough too much, he’ll rush to the store and make you ginger shorts for immunity, urging you to drink them (and subtly reminding you of a grandma feeding her grandchildren during it), sitting next to you as you do. It’s slightly annoying but you know he does it because he cares about you.

Bojan: Is not prepared whatsoever which might be the reason he’s sick as often as he is, but regardless he rushes to the pharmacy to stock up on cough drops and some headache medication, picking up some teas from the store as well. Will call his paediatrician mom to give him advice to take care of you and follow it up to his best capability.

Jan: Lazing and sleeping it off is the best way to go for him. He’ll make you take a shower while he changes the sheets and airs out the room, preparing another hoodie of his for you to cuddle up into before getting the bed warm and cozy again for you. Will let Igor in for another warm round of cuddles with you because it’s some of the best medicine that’s out there.

Jure: Cuddles, cuddles, cuddles. Does not care if he gets sick, somehow his immune system is made of steel. Will hold you tightly and will comfort you physically in any way you can. He’ll bring his laptop and you’ll binge watch movies in your bed, him commenting on some film technique that he remembers learning about, watching you to see if you’re both feeling better and also just staring at you because he loves you.

Nace: Full on dad(dy) Nace mode. When he comes from his morning run he sees you all sweaty and sick, making you some light breakfast and a full kettle worth of tea, cooking chicken noodle soup for you (his grandma’s recipe) and feeding it to you, even if you’re completely capable of doing it yourself.

[anxious-witch]

Uh. I have no excuse for this one, it's partially inspired by that bojere painting ajd partially by me watching The Pieces Series on tiktok.

Weird time/reality travel, bojere, blood, temporary character death(kind of)

Bojan stared at painting, willing himself to make sense of the shapes and colors he was seeing. To see anything, but achingly familiar painting.

No. It couldn't be him. It couldn't be Jere.

He stared at year written under the painting. 1932.

-.. --- / -.-- --- ..- / .-. . -- . -- -... . .-. ..--..

A brush tapping on the table as he chewed om his lip. The painting was almost finished. It was just missing something. Something like-

"Are you painting again?" Jere said, leaning his head on his shoulder, "Oh! It's the one where you dream of me, huh?"

Bojan laughed, putting the brush aside and turning around, smiling at him.

"I am always dreaming of you."

Jere cupped his cheek, soft smile on his face.

"You are so funny. My Joker man."

.--. .-.. . .- ... . / .-. . -- . -- -... . .-.

Bojan stumbled a step, swaying on his feet. Strong hands stedied him.

"Whi, Jokerman! Easy."

He stared at Jere's eyes. Shokingly, electricly blue. Blue like-

-.. --- -. .----. - / ..-. --- .-. --. . - / -- .

-blue like the sky. Bojan was not going to let this piece of the sky dull out and dye. He would not.

"Just hang on a bit longer. If I can get you to Nace, he can heal-"

"Bojan," Jere said quietly.

Too quietly. He sounded too tired, too hopeless. Like he was giving up.

"It's the end of the line. We both knew it was coming."

"No!"

Bojan felt as if he was ripping his heart out of his chest. The villain stood dead few meters away and it meant nothing? What was the point if he didn't have Jere with him after?

"The prophecy-"

"Fuck the prophecy! I am not letting you go."

A thought came to mind, equally beautiful and horrfying.

"The artifact," Bojan whispered, looking at the body of a villain. The one still clutched in his hand.

The one with the ability to travel time and dimensions.

"Bojan-" Jere tried to interrupt, but he choked instead coughing blood.

Fear siezed Bojan's chest and he breathed out harshly.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I can't lose you."

Then he went to retrieve the artifact. It resembled a clock, except it also had years and to the side, numbers of what Bojan could only assume were dimensions. Currently, they were at number 2.

He turned the clock back.

.-. . -- . -- -... . .-. / .... --- .-- / .-- . / --. --- - / .... . .-. .

"Bojan!"

Bojan took in a lungful of air, feeling as if he was submerged underwater. He was shaking and Jere was holding him, his eyes wide and worried.

"What happened?"

Jere shook his head.

"I don't know. You almost collapsed and then you started shaking."

He remember the hallucination so clearly. It felt so real. Jere's blood was sticky and smelled of cooper. Power underneath his skin was drumming, he could almost feel echo of it.

"I don't know either," he said, "Can we just please go home?"

Jere furrowed his brows. He scanned his face, as if trying to gauge something on his face.

In the end, he just nodded.

Bojan kept his arm around him, almost afraid that if he let go, Jere would disappear. As they made their way out of the museum, Bojan shivered and put his hand in his coat pocket.

There, his hand closed around an object, shaped like a clock. A completely different shiver went through him.

"Alright?" Jere asked again, still looking worried.

Bojan forced a smile.

"Yeah. As long as you are here with me."

As much as he tried not to even think about cold, smooth metal under his fingertips, part of him knew that if he looked at it, number would have shifted to number 1.

.-. . -- . -- -... . .-. .. -. --. / .... . .-.. .--. ... / ..- ... / -. --- - / .-. . .--. . .- - / - .... . / ... .- -- . / -- .. ... - .- -.- . ...

[mitamicah]

Little gig report from a local show I went to this weekend - you can skip if you don't want to hear me babble about bands nobody probably have ever heard of x'D

On June 1st I went to a free concert in Copenhagen that I'd learned about since Cold Culture - a support band from the Blind Channel gig on April 22nd in Copenhagen *aka on my birthday* - was playing there. This was btw also the band where I was talking about the danish Bojan doubleganger x'D

This was such a pleasant time!! I was greeted by every band member of Cold Culture (or the three I'd hung out with after Blind Channel since the last had to take the train home early) greeted me with big smiles which warmed my heart since it then means they remember me :'3 <3 Frontman Mads and Drummer Andy P even ran to hug me when they saw me so I was pretty much dead by cuteness :'D

After that amazing welcome I went around to talk to other people in the crowd. Admittedly I felt a bit odd at the beginning since this is the first gig I've been to in a while where the people arriving there hadn't been fans but mostly just the locals being curious enough to check out a free show in the good summer weather. Despite my preservation everybody I ended up speaking to was very nice and nobody seemed annoyed that a random weirdo began chatting with them. Quite the opposite since later in the evening a couple went to me and thanking me for speaking to them while also mentioning they'd originally went home but decided to come back just to find me and compliment my golden retriever energy (not their words but mine) :'3 <3

One thing that was very different about the crowd was that I am pretty sure the majority was straight OVO as a queer person that has gotten used to be around gals and queers (cough kääryleet and baby boos) this was definitely a change OVO Luckily it was mostly metal heads and/or hardcore guys so there were no drama just odd seeing straight (or "straightpassing" since I didn't ask and therefore know anybody's sexuality) couples being the norm. Cis masc people at hardcore shows I've learned can be very affectionate with their mates - I got invited into a hug-jump circle during one band, screamed my heart out with a guy during another, had somebody randomly pat my stomach (very quickly) and got hugs, fist bumps, dance off and smiles from more people than I can count - mostly from men. And I know I passed as well since not one person called me 'she' and very few mentioned my transness and then only after seeing my pronoun and/or trans pin. I love the one guy that went: "I wouldn't have ever guessed since you have a beard" x'D

All three bands were amazing! I am biased towards Cold Culture however since I knew their music already x'D This time I was all the way up front (no barrikade so I was more or less right in the band's face OVO) screaming along. I got to give Michael (the keyboardist) a fistbump at some point :D

The second band, Ashes of Billy were young (14-15 yrs old) yet still full of energy. That transferred to the crowd that was the most moshy they'd be the whole evening. I almost threw off my shirt at one point because it was so hot :'D Had their show been one song longer I think I might actually have done it x'D

The last band, Daze of June, seemed fairly known to the local scene. They'd had a 2 year break from playing live so the crowd was hungry and it showed! The crowd surfers continued coming and one part of passing I hadn't expected was that I now seemed to be expected to join in on carrying the crowdsurfers (some even eyeing me before jumping out) - that could also be because I am tall and in front but yeah, safe to say I've never carried that many people around during concerts as I did last saturday x'D

After and inbetween concerts I hung out with the band members but especially Cold Culture. I had stolen their setlist in the least stealth way (running to the one by the drummer and then struggled to get the gaffa tape to let go for a minute or two x'D) that I got the boys to sign and I got a picture with Mads and Andy M, the guitarist. Mads remembered the silly duck face that got to be an intern joke between us (me and other fans) at the Blind Channel show so he made it on both pictures. Andy P and Michael would arrive later so I didn't get pictures with them but instead a long, very lovely conversation with Andy P :3

Now I have met them twice I have new thoughts about whether or not I think Mads is Bojan coded. The answer is definitely still yes but with some little additions. As @j-restlessgeek noted, Mads definitely seems to have some facial features that reminds one of Kris. He is more slender than I remember so I'd say he's build more like Jure than Bojan. His eyes are those of a husky tho; big and iceblue. His personality is still definitely closest to Bojan's which might be why the two of us (both very much dog coded) got along so well!! We were pretty much fanboying about each other x'D (he about my art since he follows me on IG and me about his music :'D)

I have no idea if it was just me being extra aware about him once more *I'd been very aware of his presence at the blind channel gig as well* but it seemed to me we caught each other's eye quite often even when not in the conversation together. Had it not been for Mads going to single me out to hug and say goodbye when he had to go I could've sworn it was just me being delulu. He thanked me aton for coming and told me that if I wanted to next time he might be able to get me backstage so that was so very nice of him :'D <33

All in all this was a good way to spend first day of pride month and first official day of summer ^V^

Pictures of me, Mads and Andy M ^V^

Pictures of Mads during Cold Culture's gig (I really dig these ones especially since you get a feeling how freaking close I was OVO)

[sparkles-oflight]

Ginger shots - Lazy day

I went back between posting this or not... It's really just an excuse to write fluff. I'm kinda embarrassed about it.

Synopsis: After recording the new album, the boys finally get some days of rest. Bojan and Kris get sick however and we get to see a little bit of them sweet to each other.

Disclaimer: Please think of these as characters and not the actual people. I don’t encourage anyone to send this to any of the actual JO members nor do I encourage people to force any type of relationship between anyone.

Thanks @anxious-witch for the proof-reading and still tolerating me after today haha.

After their first tour of the year, Bojan and Kris had finally returned home- to their house. They were now ready to rest for a couple of days, however, these boys couldn’t get any rest due to their weak immunity systems...

- "Ginger shots, vitamins, shower cold, feeling old" - Bojan sang - "Just do everything the way you are told".

- Yeah yeah, I get it. - Kris complained as he arrived in the living room.

He sat on the sofa next to Bojan who stretched his arms like a happy child reaching for a toy, or, in this case, a cup Kris brought him.

- Thanks, Mom.

- How come you are always sick, uh?

- You are sick too! - Bojan drank as fast as he could and then patted Kris' shoulder - You are the best roommate one could ask for.

- Oh yeah? - Kris raised an eyebrow.

- Definitely. One of my best friends.

- Uh...so. - he chuckled - You'll call me anything but "Boyfriend", uh?

- Aw, is that what you want me to call you? - Bojan teased him with a small giggle.

- No no no, don't call me that if you don't want to. - he crossed his arms as a tint of pink appeared on his cheeks.

- Krisko, are we jealous?

- Why would I be jealous? - Kris smiled and stopped looking at Bojan.

- Well, that's good, you are my comrade for life - Bojan got closer.

Kris smirked and suddenly pulled Bojan closer into his chest, covering his head with his arms and bringing his body on top of his.

- Say it. - Kris threatened.

- Or what?

Kris kissed his hair.

- I'll have to use my ultimate weapon. - and he kissed him again.

- I think I like this punishment honestly.

- Well, but if we aren't boyfriends, then you'll only get these kisses.

Bojan freed his head and looked at Kris' eyes.

- No kisses here? - Bojan begged for a kiss, pouting his lips.

- No, you are only my friend.

- Okay...fine. - he smiled and tucked Kris's hair behind his ears - You are the cheesiest boyfriend in the whole world! - he announced proudly.

Kris kissed his neck and pushed Bojan softly onto the sofa. He admired the sight of Bojan's hair spread across the orange sofa and with the orange lights coming from the lamps illuminating his face, making his eyes and smile stand out.

Bojan looked up, put his hand on Kris' face, and caressed it before going back to touching his hair.

- It’s greasy.

- I know.

Bojan touched his chin and scratched his hand on Kris' small facial hair.

- It’s blonde.

- I know.

- Just kiss me already.

Kris got closer to Bojan's face...slowly. Very slowly, as if mocking him. When his hair was touching the older’s face, he smiled and whispered in his ear.

- Who said you could order me around, Bojči? 

His question was followed up by a soft bite on Bojan's earlobe and Bojan could only grin from having Kris' breath on his ear and then Kris' nose smelling his hair and neck.

- Has anyone ever told you- Kris was interrupted by Bojan.

- How good I smell? Yeah, I know.

- I was going to say that you need to take a shower actually.

- Not until you finish what you want to do.

Bojan's hands reached for Kris' hips inside of his shirt...he loved how his soft skin felt against his hands. It was...an indescribable sensation.

When Kris finally decided to proceed, he covered his mouth with his arm and started coughing.

- Or maybe not today. - Bojan joked and Kris sneezed.

- Can you get me a tissue?

- Of course.

Bojan reach for the tissue on the coffee table and gave it to him.

- Honestly, I was expecting you to blow me, not your nose. - Bojan switched to English just for this awful pun.

- Sorry for "blowing it" then.

- I don't know... My friend, Kris Guštin, made me believe I would be rewarded today. On my sick day! I call this false advertising.

He kissed Bojan's lips and grabbed him by his hair before pulling away.

- Your boyfriend, Kris Guštin, you mean.

- You took the bait!

- You think I don't know that? - he smiled - But you need to take a shower. It would be good for you and your sweaty hair.

- Oh, come on, you like it when I am sweaty. - Bojan winked.

- You're disgusting.

- You know I'm very sick and frail so I would like to invite you to take a shower with me. That way I'm not lonely, numero uno. - He started counting with his fingers - And dos, I am not in danger of falling off the bathtub or something.

- And tres? What's in it for me?

- You get to scrub my back.

- You had me at "shower". - Kris extended his hand to help Bojan back up.

Bojan took it and took the chance to steal a peck from Kris' lips.

- Let's go then? - he asked.

Kris shook his head and they both went to their room to get new pajamas, or, in Bojan's case, to steal clothes from his boyfriend. He's allowed to steal them except for a select few like the ones with holes and the white long shirt his mom gifted him for Christmas. To be fair, those would look like a dress on Bojan.

They ordered pizza and then they took a shower together. A moment full of kisses and hugs and comforting each other after all the moments of chaos they had this year. They just needed a moment of peace...

- So... Austin Powers? - Bojan asked as he and Kris hugged each other underneath the blanket.

- Oh, definitely. - Kris said as he ate the last slice of pizza.

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Afternote: I started writing this after my panic attack yesterday, how could you tell?

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[womenofcolor15]

While You Were Brunching & Chillin' Sunday, The NBA Basically Changed Completely

The whole NBA just changed...for the better. The upcoming seasons are going to be way more competitive. Here's what went down yesterday in case you missed it.

The NBA just did an overhaul while you were doing your usual Sunday ish like brunching and chillin'. And everyone is STUNNED.

According to ESPN, the sports world just witnessed the most transactional day in NBA history!

The league is now super competitive as the free-agent frenzy has lead to a wide open championship race. It's the biggest transactional season since 2014-15, when the Miami Heat broke up and LeBron James went back to the Cavaliers. The league is full of possibilities and it seems any team could be in the running for the Larry O'Brien Trophy next summer.

The Golden State Warriors have even more competition on their journey back to a championship.

Small forward Kevin Durant - who will likely miss the entire 2019-20 season after rupturing his Achilles during the NBA Finals - will reportedly sign a four-year, $164 million contract with the Brooklyn Nets. And he's not the only superstar joining the team.

Boston Celtics point guard Kyrie Irving will be joining the Brooklyn Nets where he will reportedly sign a four-year, $141 million contract. New York Knicks center DeAndre Jordan is also joining the Nets on a four-year, $40 million contract.  By the way, the Knicks have been trending since yesterday because the fans are salty as hell.

Kyrie also signed to Roc Nation Sports (where KD is currently also managed), so now it makes sense that both are headed to BK.

It's reported the Knicks struck out on getting KD and Kyrie. Not only that, they also failed to land No. 1 overall draft pick Zion Williamson (who ended up with the New Orleans Pelicans), so Knicks fans are hurting right now. Check on them and make sure they're good today. Hope Knicks superfan Spike Lee is OK this morning. Ha!

Seattle Seahawks quarterback Russell Wilson addressed the Nets' moves via Twitter:

  3 days ago... y’all were acting like we were all good...

Now @KDTrey5 & @KyrieIrving come along and y’all kick me to the curb...

don’t worry I’ll be back @BrooklynNets pic.twitter.com/qRkKR2aNkZ

— Russell Wilson (@DangeRussWilson) July 1, 2019

  Ha!

Source: It's a full five-year max for Klay Thompson, not a 4+1. No player option on the fifth year. No 'no trade' clause. Just like the Steph Curry contract a couple summers ago.

— Anthony Slater (@anthonyVslater) July 1, 2019

One of the biggest moves that didn't entail leaving his team - Klay Thompson with a SUPER secured bag from the Warriors.  He's out for much of next season with an ACL injury, but the Splash Brother just nabbed a 5-year, $190M contract.  That's HUGE.  Only a couple people in the NBA have anywhere near that amount of coins in their contract or more, one being his teammate Steph Curry. This also means he's remaining in the Bay until he's at least 34 years old.  Somebody said he's now in prime Kardashian territory with this new contract, especially since his name already starts with a K.  Teehee....

Portland Trail Blazers shooting guard/point guard Seth Curry - Steph Curry's brother - just signed a four-year, $32 million deal with the Dallas Mavericks:

  Seth Curry to sign 4-year, $32M deal with the Mavericks, according to multiple reports https://t.co/SaQBEJ0kQU pic.twitter.com/rKCbPArDPn

— Sports Illustrated (@SInow) July 1, 2019

    After leading his team to the franchise's first NBA Title, Toronto Raptors small forward/shooting guard Kawhi Leonard is a free agent. The Finals MVP could choose to stay in Toronto (if they cough up some MAJOR coins), or he could joing the Clippers and make the 2019-20 season INSANE. Or, he may choose the Lakers, which would add some major power to the team as he would be playing with LeBron James and new addition Anthony Davis. Who knows. It's now a waiting game to see where he ends up.

Nets baller D'Angelo Russell got traded to the Warriors, joining Steph, Draymond Green, and Klay Thompson. According to reports, Thompson just agreed to sign for a full five-year maximum contract worth $190 million with no caveats attached. Also, the Warriors reportedly traded veteran forward Andre Iguodala to the Memphis Grizzlies, ending an era for the Warriors.

Philadelphia Sixers lost Jimmy Butler to the Miami Heat after he agreed to a four-year, $142 million free-agent contract with the organization.

Oh, and there's MUCH more. ESPN reports:

Meanwhile, the Northwest Division has turned into an arms race with the Utah Jazz loading up their team by trading for Mike Conley, then adding Bojan Bogdanovic and Ed Davis on Sunday. They join the Denver Nuggets, who elected to pay Paul Millsap $30 million to keep him and locked down Jamal Murray with a five-year contract extension, as legitimate contenders to win the West.

Then there's the Portland Trail Blazers, who are coming off the conference finals and re-signed Damian Lillard and Rodney Hood. Not to mention the Oklahoma City Thunder, who have two All-NBA players in Russell Westbrook and Paul George.

The Dallas Mavericks, who will be getting freshly re-signed Kristaps Porzingis back, and New Orleans Pelicans, who now have one of the deepest teams in the conference after signing JJ Redick and trading for Derrick Favors, will both be playoff contenders.

Coming off a 60-win season, the Milwaukee Bucks kept key players Khris Middleton and Brook Lopez to space the floor for MVP Giannis Antetokounmpo. But they had to let valued guard Malcolm Brogdon go due to cost reasons, perhaps slightly bringing them back toward the pack.

Brogdon went to the Indiana Pacers, where he is expected to eventually join a recovering Victor Oladipo to create a powerful backcourt that could see them become more of a factor. The Detroit Pistons added another scoring and playmaking option by signing Derrick Rose as they look to return to the playoffs.

Whew! It's a totally different NBA! And we're not mad at it. Let the games - and the money flow - begin!

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Bojere thought for the night:

I wonder if either of them were nervous before the first vacation night hm hm? 👀 Sure, they had sleepovers before but it was the first time it's just the two of them, no friends or family, no unneeded couch with formulalakanat, no super early next morning plans they'll need to get ready for... Just Jere and Bojan, totally sober, and a big comfy hotel bed... 👀 and a thought of what could happen??

"So.. we sleep now, yes?"

*cough*"Ye..yeah. I mean, unless..?"

*they end up watching dumb tiktoks on Jere's phone* (Bojan wanted to show his phone but his fyp is just full of käärijä so)

EDIT: I forgot if they got sloshed in the bar their first night or was it the second night. Maybe it was the first night so that's why they got drunk despite the best efforts to order non-alcoholic mojitos 😭