#Liandri talks

[splatsvillegirlsgang]

night one of Splatfest!!! Wooooooo!!! -Kirsten

Why are you happy. We lost the sneek peek and team white chocolate is going way too hard 😭 -Kaiyō

True, but we've got this! We just gotta step it up BIG TIME for the second half!!! Bag all those points!!! -Maddie

What say you, leader? -Cordelia

Great job, everyone. You all fought really well in the matches you had, even if we didn't win all of them. Like Maddie said, though, we have to step it up if we want to win, though- it's going to get harder in the second half as everyone guns for the win. -November

Sounds good. You have feedback for us? -Liandri

I do, yes. Kirsten- try not to base rush as much. You're not the fastest brush out there, and you've got a lot of range. Try hanging back a bit and using it to give us some cover. I'm not saying not to base rush- just keep an eye on the rest of us, and where the other opponents are. Liandri, you're good in a one-on-one, but not so good when there's more than one opponent. I want you to focus on finding the opponents who are looking to gang up on us and isolate them- if someone's giving one of us trouble, and you see their teammate move in to help, distract them. Force them into your corner and keep them occupied. Even if you get splatted, just distracting them will be enough. Cordelia- similar advice to Kirsten. Lay off the base rushing. You've got a Decavitator, so while using the charged slashes for mobility is a good idea, you've gotta be careful not to be reckless and leave us vulnerable. You're a good shield, and you're a dangerous one, so if there's a couple of us in the same area, don't leave and try to get turf. Leave that to me and Maddie. You're our trump card in a sticky situation, so keep yourself from dying if you can. Kaiyō, Maddie, you two are doing fine- just remember to watch your back and keep an eye on your teammates a little more. Kaiyō, remember you have a long-range mode. -November

Yes ma'am! -Cordelia

November. Not ma'am. -November

Yes Miss Kawase -Cordelia

Fine. -November

Noted!!! I'll try not to base rush as much lol -Kirsten

You're really good at this, Nov. I'll try that strategy out next match. -Liandri

Girl I won't lie, I forgot you were an elite soldier!!! But this is all such good advice!!! -Maddie

How did you forget??? The second we picked her to lead Splatfest team she switched from shy to boot camp boss in five seconds flat. Not even that. And that's not even considering battle Nov. -Kaiyō

That's true. To anyone in the mirror matches who got absolutely wrecked by November today... Sorry. -Liandri

Why apologise? We got a pro on our team! We just gotta live up to her skills... -Cordelia

You five are giving me a reputation I don't deserve. I'm not that good. -November

November. Hands on your shoulders. Your splatstreaks say otherwise. You shoot to kill. -Kirsten

...I can't deny that. It's years of training kicking in... -November

And it's great. Let's keep kicking ass, girls!!!! Team Dark FTW!!!! ❤️🧡💚🖤💜💙 -Maddie

[r33na]

Fuck it let’s do an intro post for Wilhelmina!!!

This is Wilhelmina Anna Liandri de Jäger. She’s a ranger with a homebrew subclass called horizon headhunter which focuses in hunting and harvesting extraplanar creatures to create “infusions” that she can use for different effects. The subclass is a little bit of gunslinger, a little bit of artificer, a little bit of a lot but overall is the perfect fit.

She comes from a wealthy family who are the rulers of a section of the country the campaign takes place in and her family is involved in making and distributing weapons!!! Wilhelmina dreamed her whole life of taking over the family business but her older brother was always favoured over her. She resorted to innovation!! She created the first firearm in the setting and attempted to use it to win her family’s approval. Instead they mocked her and when she ran away they took credit for her invention… After this she started free lancing as a monster hunter to make a living.

Now Wil isn’t perfect. She is spiteful and manipulative and a hypocrite and I think she is going to have an amazing arc.

Ive made a character playlist for her as follows:

The Family Jewels - Marina and The Diamonds

Arsonist’s Lullabye - Hozier

In the Woods Somewhere - Hozier

Creep - Radiohead

Family Tree - Ethel Cain

Oh No! - Marina and The Diamonds

Brutus - The Buttress

Salt in the Wound - boygenius

Seventeen - Marina and The Diamonds

Psycho Killer - Talking Heads

Blue - Peter Mcpoland

mad woman - Taylor Swift

I know it’s angsty but LEAVE ME BE!!

I’ve also curated a special little pinterest board just for her ( ) here’s a taster:

[straightouttabraincells]

Thinking about Unreal

Remember back when Epic Games did more than just work on Fortnite and make a shitty game launcher? I do.

Unreal Tournament 2003/2004 were games I was playing long before I had any right to. You can't legally acquire them anymore, unless buying a used copy from somebody. But we're in a time and place now, where a viable successor to Unreal ought to be coming around. The boomer shooter revival was awesome, and I hope there's still more of it to come.

And I'm not just talking about the tournament games, but the actual first game Unreal, deserves a successor.

*sigh*

03/04 veered into a weird aesthetic that hardly fits with its sequel or previous iteration, but I think it's my favorite. It's almost like the predecessor to Gears of War, a hint of 40k and other sci-fi concepts thrown together to create these awesome gladiators.

(Source: Gmod Workshop: UT2004 Juggernaut Playermodels)

The Juggernauts were cool. They're all some kind of criminal, with the exception of Arclite. Genetically modified to be big, aggressive super soldiers. I think my favorite is Rylisa, based on her bio.

"Former Union Leader of Ore Miners' Local #732G, Rylisa found the bribes offered to her by an Imperial official to be an insult, so she cut off his hands and used his subdermal ID chips to access his accounts, netting her life in the Allerian Ice Mines."

I'd like to think she doesn't get along with the rest of her team much.

Headcanon is after the tournament, these guys were either "liquefied" or repurposed, the more stable trustworthy maybe becoming privateers for the Liandri Corporation.

[enchanted-lightning-aes]

Hey Enc!! Happy (belated) Blorbo Blursday!!! For whatever character you wanna talk about most: Who was their biggest childhood hero? Was it someone they knew personally or a celebrity of some sort? How did their impact help shape the character into the person they are today? (yeeting Good Vibes your way)

Hi there, Charles! Happy (belated) Blorbo Blursday! Thank you for teh ask.^^

Hmm, I'mma go with Liandri Caldren for this one. She has often looked up to her grandma and aunts while growing up. They're her biggest inspirations on being true to yourself. No matter how tough it got, she knew she can count on them. :3

[panthaloon]

So begins the first league of legends blog post from my league of legends blog

PANTHALOON'S GUIDE TO PICKING YOUR MAIN

FLEXIBILITY

Pre-Foreword - Introduction of OP

I am panthaloon. I have been playing League of Legends since S10 and my ingame username is ImaginePancakes on EUW and EpikBiladerAnı on TR. I played a lot of ARAM and I jumped from champion to champion to find my main. I have devised a set of values that could help a beginner - intermediate player to find a champion that suits them and I plan to share these values over the course of 5-6 posts.

Note that a post extremely similar to this has been posted on r/summonerschool over on Reddit under the account u/Teacherson404.

Link to the original post on Reddit can be accessed by clicking here!

To begin, I am going to share my favourite value: Flexibility.

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Foreword - What Even is "Flexibility"?

I define flexibility as the amount of options given to a champion. In this wall of text, I will be going to analyse flexibility in three main categories. Those will be:

-Build Flexibility

-Lane Flexibility

-Role Flexibility

These categories differ from each other in significant ways while remaining interconnected. Examples will be given under each section.

Finally, let us begin.

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PART I - Build Flexibility

If you took a look at the in game item shop you might have realised this game has at least 2 items. "Itemization" itself is a very important aspect of getting the most out of your performance in League.

When I mention "Build Flexibility" I am not talking about the fact that you should build Morellonomicon against an enemy with high life steal/healing. Instead, I am talking about differing core builds that achieve different results.

A good example of the above explanation could be Teemo. Riftmaker and Liandry's into Nashor's is great for keeping yourself alive and healthy during teamfights. This core build focuses on Teemo's ability to apply his poison repeatedly to proc Riftmaker and Liandry's consistently. Nashor's only works to further help that fact. However, although it is efficient, it is not the only option Teemo has.

Building Stromsurge and Luden's into Void Staff makes Teemo a burst nightmare. Yes, it is true that Teemo will not perform as consistently with this build but build flexibility focuses directly on the core options. This build and the Riftmaker build both do different things and give you two play styles.

Another great example could be Varus with his Lethality and On-Hit builds. Both allow Varus to do different things. I will not dwell on Varus for too long because his name will pop up more.

A champion with poor build flexibility is Jinx. She is pretty much forced to build the same core every single game as nothing else works. She has poor lethality as two of her abilities focus on auto-attacking with her E having no AD scaling. Her Ult and W are her only options of dealing good damage with lethality but she already does that with her classic ADC build.

To capture the idea behind all that's said above, Build Flexibility allows a champion to adapt into different situations that may require a different play style. The difference is significant but not too much to completely change the essence of the champion itself. If you want your main to be flexible with the way they deal with problems without changing the feel of play too significantly, I recommend you try a few games of these champions.

Teemo, Varus, Jhin etc.

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PART II - Lane Flexibility

In League the three lanes and who can play where appears to be pretty solid and inflexible but one look at a champion like Pantheon is enough to realise what is possible. Before that, I must mention that a champion with great lane flexibility often comes with a simple kit. Most of the champions I will mention here are flexible between Jungle and Top but I will try to give you more to work with.

Let's start with my personal favourite, Pantheon. Pantheon is the manifestation of Lane Flexibility. When you look at his kit, you realise how useful each element is. With his low cooldowns and his execute on his Q, Pantheon makes a great toplane bruiser. With his passive armor pen built into his Ult, which allows him to roam the map effortlessly, Pantheon fills in the role of a midlane/jungle assassin beautifully. With his reliable point and click stun W and his ability to stick to targets with his empowered E, Pantheon makes a great anti-carry support. Push it a bit more, and with his W range matching most ADCs auto-attack range, Pantheon can possibly be played as an ADC. His lane flexibility is unmatched. No matter where you play, there is a chance for you to run into Pantheon.

It is also important to mention, champions who are lane flexible are often build flexible as well. Galio is a great example of this with his AP midlane build and Tank support build.

This does not have to be the case. Poppy is a great jungler and toplaner but her build barely differs between the two. She is unlikely to run Grasp as her keystone on jungle but the similarities show a clear picture.

An example of a champion who has poor lane flexibility would be Kayn. With his passive before transformation urging you to get into fights, the only lane he can consistently perform is jungle. Another example could be Nasus. With the stacking mechanic on his Q, Nasus prefers to be left alone and farm. The chaotic nature of jungle wouldn't allow him to scale properly, no matter how easy it seems to run around eating jungle camps. Midlane is way too action-filled for him to properly execute his game plan and botlane is easily the most ganked lane. Nasus requires the island type isolation toplane offers.

In conclusion, lane flexibility allows you to take your champions on a run around the rift. The ability to show up on other lanes with similar or better performance also makes swapping places with your teammates less of a problem. These champions are a one trick pony's wet dream as they don't have to rely on getting the position they want to play in to perform. If you want to pick up a champion you can play in a plethora of conditions you should give a shot to the below champions.

Pantheon, Galio, Poppy, Udyr, Xerath, Rumble etc.

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PART III - Role Flexibility

At first glance, this might appear to be the same thing as build or lane flexibility or even as an ungodly mix of two. That is true to some extent but there is some more nuance to it. A role flexible champion doesn't have to be lane flexible but they are very likely to be build flexible. Which is where Varus comes in.

Varus, with his passive, has a good relationship with On-Hit items such as BoRK and Wit's End. With a build that gives priority to those items Varus becomes a standard ADC with abilities that hurt a bit more than expected. However, that is not where it ends.

Building certain lethality items for him turns him into a long range one-shot menace. His damage with his abilities becomes insane. He becomes more akin to an assassin than a marksman. Something similar can be said about his AP build that lost a lot of its previous fame. With those builds, Varus plays less like a long range, kiting marksman into a long range, one-shotting assassin.

Another example of this could be Kog' Maw. He is often built as a DPS monster with a load of attack speed and On-Hit damage. However, if you build him AP you will realise that he plays a lot more like an artillery mage, poking your team down from two screens away, akin to someone like Xerath or Vel' Koz.

A champion with poor role flexibility could be someone like Yone, who is forced into being a glass cannon with life steal as when he attempts anything else he will either lack damage or sustain.

To conclude this part, role flexible champions are akin to coins with two sides. Playing a role flexible champions can allow you to find new joy from the champions you already know and love. If you want to feel like you have control over your own play style regardless of the champion you are playing, role flexible champions will be more up your alley. Such as the champions below.

Kog' Maw, Varus, Ezreal, Vi, etc.

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PART IV - The Part Where I Finally Conclude

I personally found that the champions I gravitated towards have all been very flexible in one aspect or the other. When you are picking your main, your champion's flexibility is an important aspect to consider. Not everyone wants the drawbacks that come from having a flexible champion. A lane flexible champion on toplane will have a hard time reaching the consistent impact that Ornn has on the game as Ornn is a champion designed for toplane.

In the end, if you are having fun, all other metrics fall into irrelevance. Maybe you don't even like flexibility! I respect it. I don't get it but I respect it.

This post is a tool for me to show my observations and thoughts and what I think can help you. Don't take this post at face value and get yourself disappointed when the champions I mentioned above don't tickle your fancy as you expected. This game has more than 150 champions. Experiment and you are sure to find a champion that does you good.

Good Luck, Have Fun and most importantly,

"What the f**k do you mean they have Panth adc? GG go next.”

[productsreviewings]

Burn objects are an unusual sight to see in most League of Legends matches. Besides you've got a champion with a Hurt Over Time (DoT) package deal like Malzahar, Zyra, or Karthus, likelihood is excessive you gained to be as inclined to utilize them. It moreover is set by the matchup at cases. You perhaps wouldn’t take burn objects in direction of a bruiser like Mordekaiser consequently he would possibly merely shrug it off as if nothing occurred. Nevertheless, in circumstances the place they're useful, they could possibly be a nuisance to counter. The best burn objects one can discover inside the merchandise retailer are undoubtedly Demonic Embrace, Liandry’s Anguish, and Sunfire Aegis. These will ticker down your enemy’s well-being with out them even noticing.  Completely different burn objects which is likely to be pretty formidable to go up in direction of are Imperial Mandate, Bami’s Cinder, and Frostfire Gauntlet. Corrupting Potion might be superior burn merchandise used inside the early recreation to get that edge over your lane opponent. Once you get these items, it is principally practically poking your opponent with expertise and watching them scurry round to dodge them. Sooner than they discover they're already beneath the all-in threshold, you could go in and sweep up a kill for your self. So when you're desirous about taking up some DoT strategies, study ahead to understand how they work. Sunfire Aegis Sunfire Aegis is probably in all probability essentially the most talked about merchandise inside the recreation correct now. With it being constructed on various champion varieties along with assassins and bruisers, there could undoubtedly talk about it being overpowered. Nevertheless, what makes it overpowered is the amount of upkeep you get hold of together with its Immolate passive. The Immolate passive is activated when you get hold of or deal hurt. A fiery aura surrounds your champion, dealing 12-30 (+1% bonus well-being) magic hurt per second to close-by enemies for 3 seconds. Within the occasion you hurt enemy champions or purpose monsters (e.g drakes or rift herald), you get hold of an additional stack of Immolate. You can have as many as 6 stacks, and each stack will improve 10% hurt for 5 seconds. That is not all close to Sunfire Aegis though. In synergy with the Immolate passive, Sunfire Aegis moreover grants you a Flametouch passive. This allows you to deal per second Immolate hurt by the use of your major assaults for 3 seconds. Flametouch is routinely activated when you've got the utmost (6) Immolate stacks. So all you wish to do is attain essentially the most stacks and easily railroad anyone who will get in your means. Biggest Champions Sion, Ornn, Amumu, Nautilus, and Shen revenue in all probability essentially the most from this merchandise. Their tankiness combined with the passive hurt from Sunfire Aegis makes them into timeless meatshields. Although tanks revenue enormously from this merchandise, totally different champions like Akali and Diana have moreover been discovering good success with this merchandise. That's moreover attributable to its mythic passive that grants you 5% tenacity and sluggish resistance, and 50 well-being for each legendary merchandise you've got. You can try it out your self and see if it matches your playstyle. Frostfire Gauntlet The first merchandise that includes ideas when coping with annoying, mobile champions is the Frostfire Gauntlet. For those who're coping with a Vayne or Quinn excessive as a juggernaut/ tank, likelihood is excessive you gained’t be able to catching them with out this merchandise. It offers you the amount of well-being and totally different defensive stats, plus some further potential haste to get your expertise off further cases in commerce. Frostfire Gauntlet has considered one of many comparable passives as Sunfire Aegis, Immolate. Immolate prompts as rapidly as you get hold of or deal hurt, creating an aura that gives magic hurt to these round you.

This affect is 150% extra sensible in direction of monsters and stays for 3 seconds (if not reactivated as soon as extra). The other passive your champion receives by the use of Frostfire Gauntlet is Snowblind. Every time you assault a purpose, it'll create a sluggish zone round them. The zone slows all of the issues that strike by the use of it, slowing melee champs by 25% whereas it slows ranged attackers by 12.5%. The sluggish zone lingers for 1.5 seconds till reactivated, and presents bonus magic hurt to all of the issues that cross by the use of it. The sluggish affect will probably be elevated based mostly totally on champion max well-being. Biggest Champions Although Sunfire Aegis has gained recognition, Frostfire Gauntlet has been the go-to merchandise for tanks for a number of years. It's as a result of it helps decelerate your purpose while you auto-attack them to dying. Champions that revenue in all probability essentially the most from this merchandise are Urgot, Poppy, Dr Mundo, Shen, and Tahm Kench. Demonic Embrace Demonic Embrace is your favorite 2nd merchandise in case your elementary is each Malzahar or Swain. The Prophet of the Void and Noxian Grand Frequent will with out fail assemble this as their second merchandise majorly because of the sluggish burn it offers. It is even greater when you're up in direction of champs with extreme max well-being as a result of it does scaling hurt. Demonic Embrace supplies you with a base enhancement of +60 potential vitality and +450 well-being. The very important concern is it’s passive. The first passive, Azakana Gaze, presents potential hurt to the purpose by the use of the DoT burn. This hurt is 1.8% for melee and 1% for ranged clients' max well-being hurt for 4 seconds. This suggests the higher their well-being is, the additional burn hurt they will endure. The second passive might be good, however not as important. The Darkish Pact grants the wielder 2% of their max well-being as potential vitality. This usually is a pleasant surge of potential vitality for Swain notably. Biggest Champions For those who want to use demonic embrace, potential poke mages could possibly be your biggest wager. Via long-range expertise, you probably can merely drain the enemies’ well-being bar whereas they stand there, trying to dodge your assaults. Champions like AP Miss Fortune, Swain, Malzahar, Amumu, and Aurelion Sol have the perfect utilization for this merchandise and will undoubtedly change the tempo of the game. Liandry’s Anguish Our third mythic on the document, Liandry’s Anguish, has been a mage favorite ever since its launch. The passive DoT is insane normally as you probably can chip off just some p.c of the enemy’s well-being bar every time your expertise come off cooldown. Paired with Demonic Embrace, it could develop right into a learner’s worst nightmare. Liandry’s Anguish supplies you with a base enhancement of +80 AP, 600 further mana, and +20 potential haste. These not solely help in dealing further hurt and persistently pricing your merchandise passives, nonetheless, the additional mana moreover helps in sustaining your self inside the lane. In some other case, you could have to keep up visiting the underside to refill your mana bar. The first passive, Agony, permits the buyer to deal as a lot as 12% bonus magic hurt to champions based mostly totally on their bonus well-being. That's capped at 1250 bonus well-being. The second passive, Torment, causes targets to burn for 12.5 (+1% AP) (+1% max well-being) magic hurt every time they're hit by damaging expertise. This passive stays on for 4 seconds which implies, if used repeatedly, can get your enemy laner’s well-being bar inside one-shot fluctuate. Biggest Champions Liandry’s is an excellent mythic to have for any mage, even burst ones in some eventualities. Nevertheless, the champions that revenue in all probability essentially the most from the additional base stats and passives are Karthus, AP Miss Fortune, AP Ashe, Teemo, Morgana, and Ziggs.

Their expertise have a giant hit radius’ and fast cooldowns, which implies they will persistently activate Liandry’s passive. The mythic passive helps with that as a result of it offers +5% potential haste for each legendary merchandise. Bami’s Cinder The one tier 2 merchandise on our document presently is Bami’s Cinder. Now, we talked in regards to the Immolate passive every Sunfire Aegis and Frostfire Gauntlet have. That passive actually originates from Bami’s Cinder. Nevertheless because it is not wanted that you just enhance Bami’s Cinder into each of the two, we're considering it as a separate merchandise. Bami’s Cinder offers the buyer 300 further well-being. Other than that, it moreover has the Immolate passive. The Immolate passive prompts as rapidly as hurt is accomplished or taken by the buyer and creates a dangerous topic round them. This damaging topic presents magic hurt to the enemy or neutral gadgets round it, for 3 seconds. There could also be nothing too explicit about this merchandise considering it is a tier 2 merchandise and bought to be upgraded. The third path for upgrading Bami’s Cinder is the Turbo Chemtank. Nevertheless, in that path, the Immolate passive is was Refuel, in distinction to the other two mythic objects. Biggest Champions There usually are not any biggest champions for Bami’s Cinder other than individuals who use Frostfire Gauntlet, Sunfire Aegis, or Turbo Chemtank. Searching for it in some other case could possibly be a waste of gold as you may should advertise as the game progresses. Imperial Mandate Imperial Mandate is the one help mythic we have on our document presently. The most effective methods to decelerate your enemy’s improvement is Imperial Mandate. It offers clients +40 AP, +200 well-being, +20 potential haste, and +100% base mana regen. As you probably can see, the merchandise is centred round further sustainability and base mana regen along with outright mana or additional AP. Imperial Mandate’s passive, Corrupting Fireside, is activated solely on expertise that sluggish or immobilize enemy champions. Subsequently, poke expertise like Swain’s Q will not procure this merchandise’s passive. Immobilizing or slowing expertise deal 45-75 bonus magic hurt and mark the purpose for 4 seconds. Allies can detonate this mark to deal further magic hurt and obtain a movement tempo improve for 2 seconds. Biggest Champions As a result of the passive is constructed throughout the hurt of two champions, helps are advisable to buy this merchandise. Identify, help Maokai, Renata Glass, and Janna revenue in all probability essentially the most from this merchandise. Corrupting Potion The ultimate merchandise on this document is likely to be in all probability essentially the most used out of all. Bought as starting merchandise, Corrupting Potion is an excellent option to have in your pocket when you occur to take fast trades all by way of the game. It has 3 prices and refreshes every time you go to the shop. When activated/ consumed, it restores 100 well-being and 75 mana over 12 seconds. All through this time, when you occur to assault using major assaults or expertise, the purpose is burned for 15 magic hurt over 3 seconds. The affect is diminished to 50% when triggered by house of affect expertise. Now, this may not appear to be loads of hurt nonetheless if you find yourself at all times dealing these small chunks of hurt, you'll discover a distinction in your well-being bar as compared along with your opponent’s. Biggest Champions The best champions to buy Corrupting Potion on are individuals who wrestle with mana all by way of the lane. Since this supplies you keep whereas shopping for and promoting, moreover, you'll want to commerce favourably when your Corrupting Potion is energetic. Champions like Tahm Kench, Cassiopea, Illaoi, Malphite, and Nasus obtain the perfect revenue out of this merchandise. Most of them are excessive laners and solely wish to fret about their opponent laners, so Corrupting Potion will improve in usefulness.

The Takeaway Burn objects are undoubtedly gratifying to play with. They are going to irritate your enemies by making them ought to recall every jiffy to regain well-being. For those who're looking for to play a DoT approach, ensure your champion's package deal synergizes successfully with it. A mix of the DoT package deal plus just some of these items may make your opponents assume twice about coming wherever near you. #Prime #Burn #Devices #League #Legends #LoL #Full #Data

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

ruined, m | jjk

pairing(s): jungkook x reader

summary: Why is there a mostly shirtless man in your bedroom and why is it Kim Namjoon's, your roommate's, fault? All you want to do is play League of Legends, not be visually attacked by ridiculously attractive Jeon Jungkook as his six friends perform living room karaoke at the top of their very drunk lungs.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; classic Namjoon ripping clothes; you don't have to know how to play LoL, I explain most of it; smut (fem reader, dirty talk, begging, scratching / marking, nipple play, edging / orgasm denial, handjob, (unintentional?) voyeurism, little bit of cum-eating, choking, cowgirl, cock warming); non-idol!BTS – purple-haired, kind-of-a-brat, sub!Jungkook x gamer, noona, dom!reader, ft OT6 being chaotic in the background XD

@yn-the-reader linked me in this and I was already writing about him. a prophet, maybe? XD

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“WHY ARE YOU SHIRTLESS?”

You died.

Not literally, but also literally.

“Fuck!”

Now you had thirty-seven seconds of gray screen to figure out why the fuck Jeon Jungkook had busted into your bedroom on this cheerful night with his black dress shirt three-quarters of the way unbuttoned, revealing most of his – oh, sweet Satan, very muscular – pecs and the upper half of his abs. He was holding something in his hands, looking helpless and sad, while you were panic buying Liandry's Anguish and experiencing a special form of anguish yourself.

“Noona, um–”

That’s right, because you were in the middle of a League of Legends game, playing Cassiopeia, the Serpent’s Embrace, also known as half-snake lady or the lamia of the champion roster or a mean version of Monster Musume’s Miia (if you know, you know, and if you don’t, be glad you don’t). Your roommate was having friends over after going drinking. All this was fine and dandy with you, because you were going to spend all night wearing headphones and playing League of Legends, therefore ignoring the outside world, until the outside world came to bother you in the form of Kim Namjoon’s – your roommate’s – mostly shirtless friend Jeon Jungkook.

He wasn’t mostly shirtless most of the time, only right now.

“Noona, Namjoon-hyung ripped my shirt…” Jungkook whimpered hesitantly, chewing on his lip. He looked awkward and distraught despite his long dark purple hair giving him a rather fierce, bad-boy look.

Namjoon was a great roommate. He was smart, conversational, and insightful. A chat with him usually led to an enriching, open-minded perspective. He was relatively clean, considerate, communicative, nonjudgmental, fun to be around, and only set the kitchen on fire twice.

The second time was your fault.

You shouldn’t have let Namjoon in the kitchen the second time.

Also, Namjoon with his friends was a wildly chaotic time. All of his friends, especially drunk, were fucking nuts. Normally, they were probably relatively calm people (maybe not Kim Seokjin or Jung Hoseok, they were very excitable), but together they were a mess. You often wondered how they could function as a group.

Currently, however, you were trying to collect your brain cells as you had mere seconds before respawning onto the platform and were forced to play again. Timing in League of Legends was very important. Seconds can mess up wave management of minions and wave mismanagement can lead to game losses if you weren’t careful. The nuances of the game were often ignored by casual players.

You were, in short, a nerd about it.

“Fucking s-shit, what h-happened?” you sputtered out, turning back to your screen, unable to look at mostly shirtless Jungkook because he was MOSTLY SHIRTLESS. Honestly, he had quite nice pecs, and you should not be thinking about that, but it was incredibly distracting, just like how it used to be distracting when Namjoon was shirtless, but several years of living with him made you accustomed to his impressive pectoral muscles, to the point where you could joke about them with him.

But this was not Namjoon – this was his younger friend Jungkook and you had no idea Jungkook was ripped, mostly because you didn’t pay attention to Namjoon’s friends.

There were too many of them and you were too introverted for that.

“I don’t know, he just grabbed my shirt and it ripped and I managed to find all the buttons, but, but…”

Cassiopeia respawned on the platform and you couldn’t ignore the snake lady any longer. You had to play the game because four random people on your team were counting on you and you couldn’t exactly type, sorry, there’s a hot man in my room with his shirt practically off and I don’t know what to do with my life, so you had to suck it up and play the damn game.

Right-clicking and keeping your eyes only on your computer monitor.

Half-listening to that trembling, silvery voice coming up behind you, making your hairs stand on end even though all he was doing was dumping the tiny buttons on your desk.

Oh, fuck me, you thought to yourself.

“Can you repair it? Please? My mom bought me this shirt and Namjoon-hyung said you can sew, so maybe you can sew them back on? Please?”

“Yes, Jungkook, I can, just not right now, I’m in the middle of a game,” you rambled, suddenly trading damage with the enemy Viktor, trying to avoid the laser from the Machine Herald, swearing under your breath as you stutter-stepped and stunned him, poisoning him quickly enough with your abilities to avoid dying. “I will help you, I just – fucking shit, get the fuck away from me Udyr, fuck!”

“Wow, you curse a lot, noona. It’s kind of funny.”

“I – fuck– I mean, sometimes, and what are you guys doing out there? It sounds like a deranged cabaret club,” you remarked, ticking your head towards the direction of your bedroom door.

“Karaoke!” Jungkook replied brightly, still standing behind you, why was he standing behind you, it was freaking you out a little, but Ocean Dragon was being taken and a team fight was about to happen, so you had to ignore it and support your teammates in chasing down the enemy support.

Seokjin hit a high note that was so shrill that you heard it through your headphones.

“… Wow, he’s got some lungs on him.”

“Do you wanna join us, noona?”

“I can’t sing.”

“Neither can we.”

“Pretty sure all of you can sing better than I can, even Yoongi and Namjoon. I’m fucking terrible.”

“I’m not that good.”

You barely survived with thirty hit points after that debacle of a team fight, but your team had the dragon and you all were slowly on your way to victory. You pressed the ‘B’ key to return to base, but kept your eyes on the screen, lest Udyr, the Spirit Walker and serial bear stun-slapping enemy jungler, ran your ass down and killed you.

“Jungkook, your voice is absolutely heavenly. Fucking beautiful. I’m sure every human being on Earth would want to be serenaded by you.”

Silence that you didn’t notice was awkward for him because you were too busy letting out a sigh of relief and building your next item, typing quickly to your teammates. You all were about to set up for vision around Baron Nashor, a large purple worm-dragon monster that when killed provided a significant, sometimes game-ending buff.

“R… really?”

“Yeah, and you’re handsome, gorgeous, and hot as hell too, so the whole damn package,” you responded absentmindedly, realizing the enemy were trying to split-push and trade objectives so you sent some pings to your teammate to take care of that as you accompanied the main group to help clear waves of minions.

Heat.

You heard him shift beside you and suddenly his face was next to yours, watching your screen closely.

Side-step, cast your ultimate, cast your Miasma ability to ground the enemies and prevent them from dashing away, switching between auto-attacking and piercing them with Twin Fang, all in the span of a mild freak-out because why was Jungkook so FUCKING close?

“Wow, you’re so good at League.”

“I’m Diamond rank, so not that good, but definitely better than all seven of you combined.”

“Haha, true, we’re all pretty bad,” Jungkook laughed next to your ear and, oh, shit, is warm breath feathered on your neck, why weren’t you wearing a turtleneck or something and not your self-cropped oversized band t-shirt and slinky black leggings, why weren’t you cocooned in layers of clothes, because you were quickly highly aware of how attractive Namjoon’s friends were.

To top it all off, you were in the middle of a game, so you just had to tolerate it and stay calm for the sake of your teammates and your elo.

“Maybe you could teach us and we’ll teach you something in return.”

“You guys don’t even listen to each other, why would I assume you all would listen to me?”

“I’d listen to you, noona.”

Now your team was doing the Baron dance, skirting in and out of vision, daring the other team to make a move, daring each other to make a mistake so the other could capitalize on it, slowly, slowly, watch the waves, watch the minimap. Careful. You could control the situation if you were calm and not too trigger-happy. Tension in your fingers and tension in your neck because your roommate’s friend was right next to your head, observing your every move.

His violet hair brushed your shoulder.

Soft, delicate strands against your skin.

“You’re more experienced, so you would know what to do.”

Your support snap-engaged a fight and you were immediately in the zone, right clicking rapidly, cycling through your abilities, keeping track of the opponents’ spells, determined not to let any of them get away, following your teammate’s calls and not hesitating, because hesitation as death and loss, and you were so close to winning you could taste it, going after it with passionate vigor and a slow-forming grin, seeing and hearing the in-game announcer declaring, QUADRA KILL.

You didn’t kill all five of them because someone took the pentakill from you.

You might have cared about that except your ear exploded into clapping as Jungkook excitedly applauded for you, cheering you on, reminding you that a mostly shirtless man was standing right next to you.

Thanks, Namjoon, you thought sarcastically.

“Wow, you played that so well, dodging the Viktor ult and stunning three people like that–”

You felt your cheeks heat at the compliments, busying yourself with your team killing Baron. You didn’t usually have someone commenting on your games. Your eyes flickered to the small buttons on your desk.

Especially not a mostly shirtless guy.

Mostly shirtless hot guy.

Back to screen, seeing your jungler’s typed instructions, suggesting you all to destroy as many structures as you could and then prepare for the next fight for Ocean Dragon Soul and – oh? Your eyebrows raised as the screen abruptly jerked to the enemy base, the nexus inside exploding into shiny gem-like fragments that became the VICTORY banner.

“They surrendered?” you uttered with surprise, clicking on the CONTINUE button. “Why?”

Your eyes flickered to the kill score.

“Oh, thirty-two to nine… maybe that’s why….”

Your team had the nine deaths and the opponent team had thirty-two so, well, maybe that’s why they surrendered the game.

“Aw, that’s no fun,” Jungkook pouted as you clicked on the damage screen. Second most damage. Okay, you could take that. You were a little distracted.

“So, about your problem–”

You spun around to, ack, realize that, yes, Jungkook’s shirt was still flapped wide open to expose his chest like an unwrapped piece of caramel candy. He seemed to realize it too, making a surprised face and yanking the sides closed, as if you hadn’t gotten a damn eyeful already.

“I can resew the buttons back on, but you should borrow a shirt from Namjoon in the meantime,” you managed to say, clearing your throat. “Because I, ah, can’t really sew it when you’re still wearing the shirt.”

“Oh… Oh, right, yeah.”

Then he started yanking his shirt out of his slacks.

UMMMMMMM.

Usually, you didn’t care about this stuff. Men were men. They had chests. But you had things you liked too. Just like how men like tits and ass, you liked well-built pecs and forearms. Actually, you appreciated a nice ass and thighs too. And cute faces. Fuck, you loved a cute face.

“Uh, Jungkook…”

He looked up, questioningly. Big round brown eyes, his violet bangs framing his chiseled jaw, parted pink lips, the small mole underneath his lower lip looking so, so kissable, quivering slightly.

Fuck, Jungkook had a cute face.

His shirt was very open.

Fuck, his lightly tanned skin.

He was hesitating around a button, his deft fingers flexed, ink black tattoos standing out on his knuckles and the back of his hand. Your legs were slightly spread, thighs flush to your gaming chair. Half a second and Jungkook’s eyes flickered back up to your face, pretending he hadn’t been looking.

You raised your eyebrows.

“Are you really just gonna strip in my room and walk out asking Namjoon for a shirt and hope none of the six guys think anything about it?”

His eyes shifted around your room. Bed with black sheets and black velvet duvet. Television with your gaming consoles. Your collection of character figurines from various games. Your black denim jacket hanging on a hook, covered in monotone patches that you had sewn yourself, mostly occult-themed, skeletons, skulls, cats, ghosts, potions, eyeballs, that kind of thing. Back to your desk.

Your legs.

Really staring at your thighs, hips, and crotch.

Up your torso, your hands, your exposed collarbones.

Your face.

Guarding his expression, testing the waters.

“Maybe,” Jungkook said slowly. His eyes darted away and back, teeth catching his lower lip. “I really am hoping you can fix my shirt.”

You watched his face carefully, the flare of darkness in those brown orbs, a hint of naughtiness, dancing with danger. Jungkook had a mischievous streak. You could tell by the way he interacted with his hyungs, listening but talking back, helping them with things but not without a roll of his eyes or a smart remark added, probably because all his friends were older and he was the youngest. He knew he could get away with it.

In short.

Brat.

“What would you like in return, noona?” Jungkook purred, smile dancing on his lips.

Honorifics were supposed to honor you. Show a sign of respect and all that shit.

All I wanted to do was play video games, you grumbled internally. Not suddenly have a thirst fest for one of Namjoon’s best friends. You narrowed your eyes a little, seeing the smirk on that perfectly shaped mouth. He’s not stopping either.

Outside your room, something fell with a loud crash. Probably Namjoon by the depth of that startled yelp. Everyone else started laughing and a very loud, cheerful melody was blasting from the living room television. Nobody was coming to investigate you and Jungkook.

Yet.

“Turn around and ask for a shirt,” you sighed, waving a hand. “Then take off your shirt in the bathroom and then, only then, do you come back and give me your dress shirt.”

You saw Jungkook frown, not expecting that as your answer.

“Oh. Okay.”

He seemed disappointed, lowering his hands.

The silky fabric of the dress shirt slid off his right shoulder, partly revealing his tattoo sleeve and fully revealing his right collarbone and shoulder.

You sucked in a breath, eyes flickering to it. Then his face. Then back to his body. Fuck. Fuckity fuck. Fuckity fuck fuck fuck. Jungkook jumped, startled by the fallen fabric and reached over to grab the fallen collar. Your hand moved faster than you had time to think. You had good reaction time. It was the gaming obsession.

You slapped his hand down.

Jungkook squeaked, head snapping up, purple hair floating around him, gold chain on his neck glittering as he swallowed hard, Adam’s apple bobbing. Strangely, his chain resembled your sterling silver choker that you were wearing right now, except you also wore another necklace with a circular white gold pendant with your zodiac sign.

Not that anyone was ever close enough to inspect it.

“N-Noona?” he breathed, sounding strangely winded.

Shit.

You hadn’t meant to do that. Your body reacted faster than your head.

Shit.

Fuck, he had a nice body. His pecs. Even had a nice dark nipple – well, he probably had two, but you could only see one at the moment – and it all trimmed down to a slim waist and shapely hips. You could tell because of his tailored black slacks. He had been wearing a blazer earlier in the evening too. It was probably on a chair somewhere in the apartment.

Shit.

What did Jungkook need to look so damn good for?

“Where did you guys go to be dressed like that?”

Yes, you were really just going to interrogate him with his shirt dangling off like that.

Jungkook chewed on his lower lip, the tiny mole underneath bouncing up and down as he spoke. “We went to a fancy hotel rooftop bar to celebrate Yoongi-hyung’s award that he won at the music show for producing that song–”

“Ah, right, Namjoon mentioned that earlier today.” Dress code must have been black tie.

Those dark brown eyes found yours, observing you carefully.

“I would have liked to see you there, noona.”

You stopped staring at the tattoos on his bicep and made eye contact. Fuck. Those eyes. Sparkling with deviousness. Trying to see how far he could push your buttons.

“I wonder what kind of dress would you have worn?” he murmured, musing to himself. “I bet you would have looked hotter than any girl there.” Jungkook smiled, playful and boyish. He wasn’t being sleazy about it. Every word was light and honest. “A tight little black dress? Maybe bright red? Short, because you have incredible legs. It would be a crime not to show them off.” He was only complimenting you. His tone wasn’t trying to be suggestive.

Yet.

You didn’t close your legs. You had nothing to be shy about.

Instead, you leaned back in your gaming chair as if it was a throne, resting your left elbow on the armrest and your chin on two fingers, thighs wide open, and your other hand in between them, fingers curled inward to your inner thigh.

Jungkook’s pink lips curved ever higher, ever more roguish.

“Whatever you would have chosen, you would have looked so, so sexy.”

You ticked your head.

“I know.”

Because you did.

Look here, Jeon Jungkook, I’m here minding my own damn business and you’re here inserting yourself into my life, so if you can’t handle me knowing my self-worth, you can fuck right off.

He reached up and tucked a bit of his purple hair behind his right ear, grinning at you.

“You sure you don’t want anything from me?” he asked, a slight flicker of pink tongue between white teeth. “I can give first and then you can decide whether or not you want to help.”

Honestly, those sultry eyes could stop a heart.

You removed your hand from your chin, tapping the air with those two fingers in a dismissive manner.

“Hm.”

Outside, Kim Taehyung and Jung Hoseok were singing a soulful duet and Park Jimin was hooting at inappropriate moments to ruin the atmosphere as much as possible. That raspy, breathless laugh was Min Yoongi, who was probably doubled over on the floor in his expensive suit. Classic genius music producer of the year behavior right there.

Jungkook tucked his hands in his pockets, shirt sleeve falling down, revealing his blacked-out inner elbow. Mountains with a dark sky. It must have hurt, doing something like that. Still, he did it. For aesthetics?

You heard the smirk rather than seeing it, mostly because you were looking at his body.

“I would look so damn good on you, noona.”

Alright.

You closed your eyes slowly and reopened them to look directly into those dangerous, dangerous eyes.

“Lock the door.”

Not really an order. More of a statement. Jungkook could do it or not, you knew. He couldn’t be coerced to do anything. He did things because he wanted to do them. He was nice because he wanted to be nice. He was childish when he wanted to be childish.

And.

Jungkook was obedient when he wanted to be obedient.

He turned around, went to your bedroom door, and locked it.

Well then.

He came back and stood in front of you. A little closer now.

You cocked an eyebrow. “They’re going to come looking for you.”

Jungkook smiled down at you. “I’m sure they will.”

You frowned, lowering your hand to tap the end of the armrest. “They’re going to think I started this.”

“You kind of did.”

Your eyes narrowed sharply. He grinned, taking a step closer.

“Because it’s not my fault you look so good,” Jungkook breathed, voice deepening, leaning down, your expression unchanging, not pulling back but not encouraging anything either. “Not my fault your body is hotter than a summer. Not my fault your confidence is the biggest turn-on I’ve ever had in my life.”

Your thighs were still as open as his shirt.

Jungkook put his knee in between them.

His dress shirt was basically almost completely off his body now, falling off the left shoulder too and dangling off his forearms, exposed collarbones and shoulders, tan skin taut over muscle. A delicious body line, so fucking close to you that you could feel the heat. You still didn’t do anything. You weren’t going to do anything. You didn’t prompt this. You were simply minding your own business commanding a snake lady to victory, not expecting to get seduced by a mischievous bunny-like smile and a tiny black mole under a cute pout.

“I can’t help myself around you.”

You usually didn’t say more to Namjoon’s friends than a mere hello, not wanting to bother them with your presence. They were all men after all. You expected them to want bro time or whatever. Also, you were too busy being obsessed with men that didn’t exist in real life to pursue men that did exist in real life.

At least League of Legends had 3D models so no one could say you lived only the 2D lifestyle.

That didn’t mean that you didn’t partake when the dinner laid themselves out to be eaten. They often had to, because you wouldn’t pay attention otherwise.

Purple hair drifted into your vision, surrounding you in a curtain of violet and dark brown eyes, warm exhale and trembling pink lips, trapping you in Jungkook’s gaze, but you refused to relent, keeping your gaze even. Steady breaths to disguise your racing heart.

You kept your hands closed to prevent him from seeing your shaking fingers.

“Every time I see you, I want you to touch me,” he whispered, trying to hide the edge of nervousness by lowering his voice, enticing you to lean in to hear him better because someone was wiping a damn window in the living room outside your door or was that Kim Seokjin laughing?

There was no difference.

Jungkook’s forehead touched yours and you stopped thinking about Seokjin.

“I just want you to feel me up, rip my clothes off, and fuck me until I can’t think straight. Use me, abuse me, wreck me, ruin me,” he shuddered, definitely thinking about it, and one blink and you spied the obvious tent in his pants.

“Maybe I’m a lazy girl,” you finally said, touching your nose to his, inhaling his breath, a little bit of alcohol, a little bit of fruitiness, and that hint of cologne, fresh, clean, and intense. Something else too. Musk, maybe his pheromones or something like that. Whatever it was smelled fucking delicious, just like you. What did your perfume smell like? Spiced fire blended with addictive sweetness.

You shrugged casually.

“Maybe I’m a pillow princess.”

Jungkook chuckled.

“I can tell you’re not.”

You had to smirk.

Of course, you weren’t.

You closed your thighs around his knee and squeezed, raising to your tiptoes. He gasped softly, shivering at the simple touch of your soft thighs pressing around his muscular leg. It was disturbingly noisy out there, but here it was silent, pared down to your breathing and Jungkook’s breathing, mixing together, blazingly hot, closer, closer, doing the careful dance, daring each other to make the move that was so obviously going to happen.

“What are you gonna say when they ask you where you’ve been all this time?” you whispered, avoiding letting your lips brush against his.

“The truth.”

His tongue flickered out and barely touched your lips.

You didn’t make a sound.

Jungkook moaned, the sound drifting into your throat, and you could taste his desire.

“I tripped and fell into your lap.”

Your lips curved into a smirk.

He kissed you.

His hands on the armrests of your rolling chair, pushing it back into your desk, pressing his lips to yours, inhaling deeply, wanting to breathe you, wanting to taste you, wanting you, shivering as you finally touched him with your hands, but this was you, and your first touch wasn’t going to be wasted on a conventional innocent touch.

Your fingers closed in on his rock-hard erection and stroked him through his pants.

Jungkook moaned your name right in your mouth, eyes half-lidded, his violet hair encircling your face as he rolled his hips into your palm, whining deep in his chest.

“Fuck, yes, noona, play with me…”

You flitted your tongue between his lips and he chased it, begging you for more, and yet you continued to tease, light flicks between those soft pillows, nipping at them, even pushing up his lower lip so the tip of your tongue could draw a small heart around that mole, kissing it, so gentle, so delicate. His entire body shook, your hand palming his hardness through his pants, nails scraping against his balls, caressing all of it, acting like you owned it. Jungkook was certainly humping your hand like you did.

“You only want me because I didn’t want you,” you taunted, not bothering to hide your smirk and your slight disapproval.

“That’s not true,” he panted, attempting to get you to touch his chest, pushing you back into your chair, and yet you kept the fingers of your free hand on the cusp of what he wanted, heat close but no contact, causing him to whimper every time your fingernails barely nicked his skin. “I want you because you’re pretty, gorgeous, and hot as hell.”

Hm, that sounded familiar.

“I want you because I love watching you play your favorite games,” he chuckled, kissing the side of your lips, nose to nose. “I want you because I love that little smirk you make when you do something good. I want you because I love that aggressiveness that comes out and how you seem to lose your filter. Shit, it’s so fucking hot when you’re focused. Makes me wanna see your face when you’re pinning me down and having your way with me. Makes me want to obey you and disobey you at the same time, because I want you to reward me and punish me, I just can’t decide, fuck, you make life so hard for me.”

He punctuated hard by violently humping your hand, rattling your desk with his force.

Outside you heard Namjoon yelling “CANNONBALL” and throwing himself onto that giant gray furry beanbag you paid far too much for about six months ago. It was now a household party favorite, due to its massive size and fluffiness. At the moment, it sounded like a pile of six guys in semi-formal clothing was beginning and, instead of watching this heap of hot dudes being constructed, you were making out with the seventh guy’s face and grabbing his dick.

You’ll take this trade.

You felt Jungkook’s hands groping around, undoing his pants and the zipper, trying to get you to touch more, more, desperate for you to be all over him.

“P-Please… please, I don’t know when they’re going to notice…” he pleaded. “You’re so close, so close, ah, I can’t think, please…”

“Shh…” you soothed. “The door is locked.”

Your fingertips finally touched his chest, not disappointed in the slightest when you touched those delicious-looking pecs. They felt just as nice under your palm, his pounding heart and wanton moan vibrating up your arm.

“Aren’t you a needy little brat trying to distract me from my games, hm?”

Your fingertips hooked over the waistband of his boxer briefs.

“You’re going to have to face the consequences, Jungkook.”

You said his name like a delicious sweet about to be eaten, growl in your throat as you yanked down his underwear, capturing his lips, robbing him of his cries as you clawed down his chest, grasping his cock and pumping him, long, complete strokes from base to tip, curling your fingers around his balls, juggling them with your fingers teasingly as he squirmed and groaned. Your free arm shot around his back, digging your nails into his spine, not letting him get away. His black dress shirt was falling, falling to your floor, his bluish-purple hair in your face and his strong hands on your shoulders, sliding down, kneading your breasts through your clothes, whining that you were still wearing a bra – of course, you were, six dudes were coming over and they didn’t need to see your magnificent nipples on display, although clearly one of them wanted to see – and he was trying to get to the hem of your shirt, but you smacked his hands away, building the pressure and speed, pre-cum leaking between your fingers and adding slickness to lessen the dry friction.

Fuck, you could smell him and he smelled so fucking good.

“Noona, please…” Jungkook gasped, hands on the armrests of your chair, tipping his head back at the pleasure, pants at his fucking knees, chest, crotch, thighs on display. “This is… embarrassing…”

He meant him being mostly naked and you being dressed.

You shrugged, acting indifferent. “Not for me.”

He whimpered at your words, so noticeably dominant despite not using an aggressive or commanding tone. Either that or he was very invested in you jacking him off. You suspected it was a combination of the two, considering how eagerly his cock twitched when you answered.

“What should I do, Jungkook? Should I let you cum? Or should I play with you and stop, make you put your clothes back on and walk out there, desperate to be finished off?” you mused aloud, running your nails up his back, not that hard, but he leaned back into it so they sank into him, wordlessly begging you to do it harder, so you did, setting your jaw and scratching at his back, forcing him back into position. His cock throbbed in your hand, pulsating wildly.

Hm, he really loved it, huh.

“P-Please… wanna cum, please don’t be mean…” he gasped, thrusting his hips into your punishingly tight grip.

“Hm, why does it matter? You’ll just run to the bathroom and finish yourself off anyway, right?”

“Want you to do it, please,” he begged, his long hair curling around his jaw, dark purple locks framing the sharpness, lashes fluttering as you rubbed your thumb against the underside of the head, smearing pre-cum over the slit. “Your hand feels so good, so fucking good, better than I thought, please, I need you to touch me or I can’t get off, please…”

You removed your hand.

Jungkook cried out in denied despair, pitch hiking, the sinful sound clearly audible despite the debaucherously loud ruckus outside your bedroom door that included not one, but two people howling like werewolves for some unknown reason. At this point, you were mildly curious.

But you had a job to do.

He grabbed the front of your shirt, almost sobbing with need. Somehow his violet hair was a mess and you hadn’t even touched it. It cascaded over one of his eyes, an indigo curtain, the other chocolate orb shaking and pupil dilated, black prominent in the dark brown.

“Please don’t–”

You shoved two fingers from your right hand into that pleading mouth and raised your left.

He choked, gagging a little on your fingers.

You stuck your tongue out and licked your palm, slathering it with a thick layer of slick saliva.

Jungkook’s eyes widened at the dirty action and then rolled back into his head as you wrapped your hand around his aching cock once more, now covered in saliva, swiftly and fervently jacking him off, hard, fast, tight, nearly choking his cock, pushing his chin up and his chest to your hungry mouth, tongue and teeth and lips, all over those dark nipples hardening under your persistent touch, heedless to his rising moans, so very obvious now what was happening in your bedroom.

It didn’t bother you at all. Jungkook walked in here and asked you to wreck and ruin him, so you did exactly what he asked you to do, leaving harsh bite marks and slippery saliva all over his soft skin, your perfume rubbing off onto his body, coating his chest in your scent and his pulsating thick length with your spit, and he was so fucking hard that you were impressed, feeling his mouth suck on your fingers desperately and wetly, your name a messy garble above your head.

“Fuck, yes, umpf, oh fuck, I’m so close, so close, gonna cum, goona cum for you…!”

“Jungkook?”

You had no idea who called his name through your door, because the next second Jungkook was pitching forward and shooting his cum up your thigh and chest, thick white strings painting your leggings and band t-shirt, soaking into the fabric and creating a sticky mess on your skin, your head lifting in response to his movement to avoid knocking into him, your fingers sliding out of his lips, strings of saliva snapping as they left, and suddenly Jungkook’s face was in your face, his lips on yours in a passionate kiss, rutting into your hand to increase the sensitivity, shoulders and hips flinching, whimpering gratitude and ecstasy into your mouth, his hands in your hair, kissing you deeper, more ravenously, ignoring the questioning voices, lost in the pleasure of his orgasm.

You heard Namjoon say outside your door, “I think he made his move.”

You asshole, at least warn me, you thought irritably.

“You’re so good… so good, exactly what I need… I knew you would be… fuck…”

You thrust your tongue into his lips once and backed off, chuckling as he whined for more.

“Go ask for a shirt.”

Jungkook shook his head rapidly, violet hair flying everywhere. Your hand was still wrapped around his semi-hard cock, his cum dripping onto your wrist. His ears were turning red.

“I can’t… They know something is going on…” he mumbled, scooting closer to you, as if your body heat could somehow mask the fact that you just jacked him off with six of his friends standing outside your bedroom door whispering.

“Maybe you wanted them to know.”

You squeezed his ass and he trembled, clutching your shoulders.

“Easy way to tell them that you want to be owned by me, right?”

You could tell by the way his eyes were darting around rapidly that the thought crossed his mind more than once.

“Jungkook.”

You said it loud enough for a keen ear to hear it if they were really eavesdropping. You looked up at Jungkook, his eyes immediately fixating on yours because of your tone.

In control, not to be questioned.

“Get on your knees.”

Dead silence outside your bedroom.

“B… but…”

His cheeks flushed pink.

You took his chin and pulled him down to your face, murmuring to that mole under his lips, pecking it daintily, almost innocently, his wispy moan drifting over your nose. Your words were barely above a whisper, only for him.

“You made a mess. Clean it up.”

You stroked Jungkook’s chin with your thumb, your other hand tucking his long hair behind his ear.

“I’ll let you sleep in my bed tonight, so be a good boy for me right now and I’ll let you be a bad boy in bed.”

His head tilted and Jungkook whispered your name into your mouth, drenched with desire.

You smirked, stroking his jaw fondly.

He got to his knees, in between your open thighs, leaning forward, subservient eyes on your face as his pink tongue extended, licking at his own cum staining your clothes, eyes closing at your hand on the top of his head, not directing the movement, but reminding him who was in charge here, reminding him with nails in his scalp that he was going to be fucked until he couldn’t think straight.

Used, abused, wrecked, ruined.

-

“I don’t wanna.”

“We both know you do.”

“But I want to fuck you,” Jungkook protested, speaking softly because everyone was sleeping, or at least it seemed that way, not that either you or Jungkook cared, because you were forcing him to his knees on your bed, pushing his torso back, nails digging into his chest, towering over him, his naked body already covered in your bites and scratches, focused on his inner thighs and chest, none on his neck because that’s where he wanted it the most.

And you knew it.

“Noona, please…”

He said please a lot for someone who did not, in fact, want to be pleased, but tortured.

You grabbed him by the chin, cocking an eyebrow.

His hands were behind him, arms shaking as they held him up, shivering delightfully under your petrifying gaze.

“Please what? Hm? Saying please when you come crawling into my room, begging for dirty things with your friends right outside, saying please when you interrupt me and distract me, jeopardizing my chances to win my game?”

You leaned in close, you knowing you were only crafting a scene, him knowing that you didn’t actually care, but Jungkook wanted to hear the words, wanted you to put that malice in your tone to caress his ears, wanted you to cannibalize his sanity and put him in a different headspace, his cock already responding to it, bobbing in the air, purple-red and achingly hard from multiple orgasms, and he still wanted more.

“Saying please so you can say please when you’re under me, helplessly begging me to let you cum?”

You could hear his whines vibrating under your fingertips, pupils blown wide, lower lip trembling, begging you already, such a needy little thing, those lovely brown eyes full of submission, muscles tense with anticipation, every passing second spiraling him into increased frustration, because instead of doing anything, you were only smirking wider and wider, pushing his head back.

“Well? Tell me if you’re a dirty boy or not. Maybe I’ll do what you want.”

His violet hair cascaded to his shoulder blades, his low moan coursing through your fingertips and the heated air of your bedroom.

“Y… Yes, I’m a d-dirty boy…”

“Noona,” you prompted.

Just because you could.

His lips curved into an open smile, two of your fingers hooked over his lower lip, fingertips rubbing his tongue. Your thumb nail pressed into his mole.

“Noona.”

You ripped the condom open with your teeth, which was not advisable unless you were the kind of person that practiced that for hours on end, spending an obscene amount of money on unused condoms to perfect your technique, because nobody wants a broken condom or lube in their teeth. Why would you want to learn such a thing? You were a stickler for details. A perfectionist in perfecting a perfect display of raw dominance.

You spat out the torn corner onto Jungkook’s chest and he whimpered, unashamedly amazed.

Your left hand removed the condom from the package and your right slid out of his mouth and encircled his neck.

You inspected the condom, lazily turning it to the correct position, fingers pressed to the sides of his neck, leaving plenty of space for his trachea between your thumb and forefinger. You didn’t bother looking at his face. Instead, you spread your legs, poised and naked over him and his throbbing cock.

Your right hand started choking him.

Your left hand started rolling the condom down his thick, hard length.

Your name leaked out of his lips in a thin gurgle, his eyes rolling back into his head.

“Say please, Jungkook.”

A sharp, distinct order.

“P… Please…” he gasped out, chest shuddering.

Your hand tightened around his throat and your pussy clenched around his cock as you forced yourself down on him.

“Oh, fuuuuuuuck…”

You didn’t bother asking if he liked it. His vicious fisting of your sheets and trembling body, cries and cock included, told you everything you needed to know. You only watched the color of his cheeks, knowing there were limits to how long you could choke him. Therefore there was no time to be wasted, already starting your favorite pace, rough and hard, filling yourself with that delicious cock built to take your abuse, jaw set, gripping his throat, blood pounding under your fingertips, slapping hips to crotch, heat sparking though your veins, hotter, hotter, your smirk growing more and more smug, tongue tracing your lips as you witnessed Jungkook’s descent into sin, raising his head so he could watch you bounce on his cock with hazed brown orbs, mouth open, tongue lolling out, circulation thinning, purple hair wild around that cute, distressed face.

You let up the pressure on his neck, dark snicker rumbling in your chest.

“This pussy worth it, brat?”

The rush of missing blood into his brain, the suffocating pleasure of your pulsating walls wrapped around his twitching cock, your authoritative growl and merciless words tearing through him – you saw it all taking over Jungkook, forced to respond honestly from pure instinct because there was no time to compile pretty words or a smart comeback.

“Yes, noona, yes, I love it, I love it, this brat fucking loves what you do to him…”

You immediately choked him again and slapped your pussy onto his cock like you were whipping him.

His eyes rolled back and a wild moan tore out of his chest, cut off by your hand.

The bed creaked under you, bearing the weight of your roughness.

“I know you love it,” you snarled, leaning in, fucking him into your bed with vigor, straining his knees, so uncomfortable and so comfortable for him at the same time, pain and pleasure, clearly something he craved and loved from how hard he was. “You said you need me to touch you or you can’t get off.”

You knew that couldn’t be true.

Jungkook probably got off hundreds of times thinking about you, otherwise he wouldn’t be so ecstatic about you violently riding his dick right now.

His teeth sank into his swollen lower lip, staring at you through his lashes, his voice a thin whisper laced with insatiable need.

“I can’t cum without you anymore.”

You removed your hand.

Your hips stopped abruptly, fulling sheathing his cock inside you.

“No!”

His shout was so loud and desperate that you had to conceal your surprise, not expecting the frantic ferocity of his tone, nearly an agonized sob as he grabbed your upper arms in a crushing grip, his indigo locks crashing into his high cheekbones, sticking to his sweaty face and sharp jaw. It took everything in you to stay calm, everything to not give in and let him have what he wanted. Maybe it was stubbornness, maybe it was knowing the role you were playing, maybe it was the sadistic side of you, who the fuck knew, but there was only a beat of hesitation, a second of you staring into those beautiful dark brown eyes, so perfect.

Just perfect.

Perfectly wrecked, willing to do anything in this moment for you to continue.

Before he could utter a peep of a plea, you shook out of his grip and seized his head, crashing his lips onto your neck.

Jungkook bit you.

Instant, searing pain, taking out all his sexual frustration on your neck, sucking at the skin, hot tongue lapping, groaning, moaning, half-crying because you didn’t move. You just sat on his dick and forced his mouth onto your neck, gleefully savoring his despair, closing your eyes and allowing yourself to feel the pleasure, his hands and nails digging into your waist, his teeth latched to the side of your throat, his stiff cock shuddering inside you, your tight heat keeping him hard but not letting him cum, repeatedly squeezing the engorged head brutally, driving him insane.

Insane.

You could feel his lips move, but you muffled his words, pushing his head into your neck.

Please.

Deep inhale, his wonderful scent filling your nose.

Please.

Riding the high that was Jungkook’s desire for you, fingers tangled into violet strands.

Please.

He felt so, so good, spoon-feeding the dom in you with his tiny whimpers and distraught sniffles.

“P… Please…”

You pressed your lips to his hair, murmuring his name sweetly.

“Jungkook.”

No quiver to your tone, only serene calm.

“Noona…”

His hands slid up your back as your hips began to rock, slow, so painfully slow, building the frenzy layer by layer, his hardness swelling inside you, his soft lips pressed to his hickey onto your neck, even more turned on because he knew you let him mark you, he knew in this moment you were his and only his, everything he wanted and more, his hips rising to meet yours, deepening your thrusts, matching your force, burying his face into your skin and your scent, wanting nothing more than your command over his body.

You turned his head, tucking his hair behind one ear, speaking dark whispers into that curve.

“You look the best when on your knees for me, Jungkook.”

He shivered, your name falling sloppily from his lips, drunk from your power and lost in his service.

You let go of his head and grabbed his shoulders instead, putting all of your weight onto him, now letting yourself chase it, chase the orgasm that you had been building for yourself all this time, letting yourself feel Jungkook and feel the full force of the pleasure he gave you, because, yes, of course, you served him first before you, even if it didn’t seem like it.

Because when it came down to it, Jungkook came to you, opening himself petal by petal to show you his vulnerable side, testing the waters, hoping, wishing, praying that maybe, just maybe, you were the kind of person that he was expecting, wanting, needing, and you, knowing how difficult that was because, well, you had made it difficult, only focusing on games and not on those longing eyes that watched you whenever you came into his view.

Eyes that you looked into now.

Half-lidded, glazed over, fucked-out, still honest.

His large hands were still on your waist, holding you to him as you rode him with furious slaps, muscles flexed in his chest and arms, tattoos on his right arm tense and taut from holding this position for so long. He looked so good. Felt so good. Had an amazing cock.

And fuck.

Jungkook had a cute face.

You genuinely smiled.

“I’ll take care of everything,” you drawled, injecting your words with conviction and adoration.

That did it.

His lips parted, low groan emitting from his throat as his head tipped back, purple waterfalling onto his back, thrusting up into you and shooting into the condom with fierce jolts, unable to hold back any longer, his entire length flinching uncontrollably, sweet whimpers at his release, feeling sorry that he didn’t let you cum first, but that didn’t matter, because you rode through it, already there, falling, falling, your sigh like laden smoke as your orgasm slammed into you, welcoming the bolts of cruel pulses flying through you, concentrated onto your core, Jungkook’s moans hiking into pitched ecstasy at the convulsing clenches of his oversensitive, overused cock, arms embracing you tightly, hugging you for dear life, chest to chest, pounding heart against yours.

Your fingers tangled into his hair.

His hand fitted around your head.

Lips to lips and you took care of everything, claiming that mouth as yours, holding him up even though you were the one in his lap, your kiss onto that perfect mole under that pretty pout, cherishing every mumble of your name, lowering him onto your pillows, soft kisses in between. You took care of everything, lifting yourself off him, chuckling as he whined, pawing for you to come back, but you rapped his knuckles and calmed him, removing the condom and cleaning him off gently with a towel, soft kisses in between because he wanted the attention, deliberately not closing his eyes until you crawled back into the bed, tucking the covers around you and him, Jungkook immediately turning and yanking you into his chest, nose against your skin.

“Who’s the pillow princess?” you teased, ruffling his long violet locks.

His lips pressed onto your hickey, his mark on you, and he sighed in content, drifting into sleep.

-

In the morning, you found a pile of five guys in the living room sleeping in various positions on the giant gray furry beanbag and the sofa. Jungkook was in your bed, passed out. The last guy, Min Yoongi, was in Kim Namjoon’s room, sleeping on his bed, because he was a smart man and took advantage of a perfectly good bed that five drunk hooligans undoubtedly forgot about.

You chuckled and rubbed your neck as you brushed your teeth, seeing yourself and the large purple hickey Jungkook had made last night in the bathroom mirror.

You went back to your room after retrieving the sewing basket from the living room, spending the morning calmly stitching the small buttons back onto his black dress shirt as the seven guys in your apartment continued to snore away.

Then you went back to playing League of Legends.

Ah, Cassiopeia, I had an eventful evening, but I have returned to you.

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drabble morning-after hungover breakfast

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masterpost

[liandri-baard]

continued from (x)

Her chest aches and her lungs burn with each breath, but Liandri doesn’t dare slow down. The forest parts for her, roots lowering and leaves obscuring her footsteps, and never more has she been grateful for the relationship she’s cultivated in this place.

Adrenaline changes time’s properties. By the time she’s back at the shop Liandri isn’t sure if that was the fastest or longest run of her life. Even so, the hunter won’t find her defenseless.

The roses behind the waist-high wrought-iron fence burst forth over and through the bars, wrapping them almost protectively, daring someone to cross. Blood red petals shake from their buds from the sudden growth, marking a clear line where people will be met with at the very least deep scratches from the thorns and at the worst an immobilizing curse. Well, only if Liandri’s plants don’t know them. She does not care for unnecessary death, and besides, getting a corpse to talk requires the services of necromancers and they’re not cheap. No, Liandri wants answers, and by the Mother she’ll get them.

She’s pretty proud of her security system. Liandri hopes to get the coven in the next county over to let her teach it to the magically inclined who don’t want to fumble through their learning like she did.

Of course, she wants to do it for free, so that might make things more difficult. Maybe she’ll put it on the internet.

Think about that later, Liandri scolds herself. Later, with no witch hunters allowed.

She enters the shop and locks the door behind her. The relief of it hits her instantly. There’s no other safer place for her to be, and once she’s in the main room proper exhaustion pulls at her bones. She’s used too much magic today, shit.

Liandri sways on her feet for a moment, then stumbles to the basement door and down its stairs to the apartment below.

It’s a cozy little place, open like a studio apartment. The lamps on the wall cast a gentle yellow light on the walls, shining off of knick knacks and the pots and pans hanging from the ceiling. Any fabric to be found is made from plants and warmly colored with rich browns and reds with accents of earthy greens and hints of gold.

She retrieves an earthenware cup from a cabinet over the sink as well as a small brown packet from a tin, rips that open and dumps it into the cup. The smell alone already eases the ache in her feet, but drinking it will do even more good, soothing her soul as well as her body. While she has the energy Liandri fills her kettle with water and sets it on the stove, cranking the burner up.

For a moment Liandri is tempted to fall into the armchair while the water boils. Sleep beckons her sweetly, but she needs to be awake just a little longer, so instead Liandri leans against the counter, her eyes drooping to half-mast.

A blink and then she jerks to alertness at the high whistle of the kettle. Liandri turns off the burner and leaves the water to cool a little.

Why would a witch hunter be after her? She’s not in the business of hurting people, she’s a healer, most hunters tend to ignore her.

Frowning, Liandri pours her cup of tea and watches the colors stain the water. Perhaps the hunter was hired, in which case Liandri has a whole other set of problems to worry about. This hunter was good, had even managed to sneak past Strym’s watchful eye until it was nearly too late. Excellent hunters cost a pretty penny.

With a sigh she picks up the tea and drinks, swallowing slowly. There’s nothing more she can do tonight. She’s tired, she aches, and she doesn’t have the power to actively defend herself right now. Liandri downs the rest of the tea and prepares for bed. She strips off her clothes and shucks them into the hamper, then crawls under her sheets, deciding to leave the lamps on, just in case. She’ll make a report to the coven tomorrow.

Whatever passive magic she’s stored into this place will have to see her through the night and next morning. Longer, if she’s lucky.

[gainsbourg17-blog]

[Peanu's Talk] The best reaction! Peanut sobbing from the torment of Liandry's T_T

[splatsvillegirlsgang]

Aaaah FrostyFest was so much fun!!!! -Maddie

It was pretty good. I see why people from Splatsville take so much pride in their festivals. -November

HELL YEAH! FrostyFest is so well timed, too, everyone in clans can come back home from all the meetups and use it to catch up with friends. It's great. -Cordelia

Yes, it's a great opportunity! Well done team Presents, btw. You guys gave Wels' team a hard time, apparently. -Kaiyō

Aww, thanks. To be honest, I thought we did crap. -Liandri

Maybe you did. I was on a winning streak! -Kirsten

Until the 333x that you got swept in. -Liandri

wE DONT TALK ABOUT THAT. -Kirsten

Pfft. You totally got swept. I saw that match. Fucking hilarious -Cordelia

[joleenkai]

Maokai - play like a little baby early on and look to teleport and gank other lanes whenever you can =start with !!Corrupting potion!! or !!dorans shield!! =build order   righteous glory>ninja tabi's or merc treads>warmogs>gargoyles stoneplate>more tank items  - do not build liandry's or ryleis or rod of ages ever. fr they garbage  - in team fights u want to look to get behind the enemies before you ult, or use it after you w on someone, because ur new ult is slow af n if you just use it then they'll just step to the side like lmao Malphite - pretend ur playing malphite n be a baby n teleport =start with !!corrupting potion!! or !!dorans shield!! =build order         if you're against kennen or brand or ryze or an ap champion u want to build            spirits visage>ninja tabi's>thornmail>sunfire cape>etc       if you're against anyone else build            thornmail>ninja tabi's>liandry's torment>sunfire cape>more tank items  -malphites w make his auto attacks do bonus damage based on his armor, and the amount that he does is increased if his passive shield thing is still up. because of this, using your w and slapping bitches is really really important because it does some stupid amount like 300% of your armor as bonus damage on ur slaps when ur shield is up  -because of this, ur going to be doing a lot of damage even when building tank, so i'm not sure if u want to build gargoyle's stoneplate because that reduces the damage u do and u like damage Nautilus - real talk u ain't no bitch ass nigga like malphite or maokai, u THE nautilus THE titan of the depths u run this bitch n don't u let anyone tell u otherwise. whoever you're going against, wait for them to try to hit you in your minion wave and BEAT THEIR ASS. you win every match up in the game if u get ahead and you will actually just kill them if you let them auto u and then ur minions start hitting them and then you q e auto them and then they're dead =start with !!corrupting potion!! or !!dorans shield!! =build order           sunfire cape>merc treads>frozen heart>gargoyles stoneplate>warmogs - if you're ahead as your last item you should build rapid fire cannon or titanic hydra because when the enemies look at ur build and realize they're losing to rapid fire cannon nautilus they will commit suicide n then ur fighting 5v4  - if you get ganked just 1v2 them in ur minion wave and you'll probably win (seriously) JUNGLE u probably dont wanna touch this role tbh MID Veigar - focus on farming with your q and you'll be good fam =start with !!dorans ring!! or !!cloth armor 4 health pots!! if you're going against yasuo =build order       morellonomicon>ionian boots>rabadons>void staff>zhonya's>liandry's - scale into late game fam Vel'koz - shoot em pew pew idk  =start with !!dorans ring!! or !!cloth armor 4 health pots!! against yasuo  =build order       morellonomicon>sorc boots>ludens>liandry's>rabadons>void staff DON'T PLAY ADC!!! :DDDDD SUPPORT Sona - u know how to play sona. if you build stupid full ap shit i'll actually come over to ur house and finish the job that i hope ur cancer can't    =start with !!spellthiefs edge!!    =builder order         sightstone>ardent censer>ionian boots>spooky ghosts>redemption>zeke's harbringer    - your only job is to get ardent censer and then make ur adc unkillable. if someone jumps on ur adc, ult them, but make sure ur behind ur adc at all times.    - if ur adc sucks then find whoever is carrying and give some of that good suck with ur ardent censer until u win    - literally non figuratively do nothing but peel and heal your adc. we live in the meta where they are either able to carry you while you make them invincible or you lose, there is no inbetween Janna - play her if sona is banned, play her the exact same way Lulu - ardent censer 2.0, play the same as sona you have a 41% winrate on karma with 22 games played, a 39% winrate on lux with 18 games played, a 28% win rate on galio with 18 games played, and a 20% winrate on heimer with 5 games played. seriously, dude, if u like winning ur gonna need to abide by these picks because the champions you actually like playing u suck at. ur winrate on sona is 43%, which is the highest out of the bunch, but u also played her with a stupid ass cheese build so imagine if u built her correctly maybe u would win something

[splatsvillegirlsgang]

Hey hey!!!!

What's up what's down what's going on??? You've run up across a fun lil blog run by six gals who're just here to have a good time. Welcome aboard!!! We've got someone for everyone. Probably. Can I stop writing like all six of us are talking now

Members and all that under the cut cause there's a bunch of us :D

Members and colours!!! In clockwise with our PFP lol (shoutout to Liandri for editing that BTW!!!)

Orange: Kirsten Maseko

Hey, I'm Kirsten. I main Paintbrush Nouveau, love love love the colour gold and also I'm Liandri's adopted sister!!!! I'm older though don't let her tell you otherwise (No you're fucking not LMAOOO -Cordelia) anyway, shut up Cords, I'm your gal for rambling about weapons and stages and all that. I love playing turf, it's my fault the others do it.

Pink: Maddie Akkari

Hiiiii my lil image isn't loading cause Chumblr's mean >:( Anyway hi!!!! I'm Maddie, I'm the girls girl according to Cords, which YES is accurate!!! I'm your fashion girlie and your dating girlie. (She's the one who's gonna be gushing over Kaiyō and her boyfriend -Cordelia) SHUSH. I DO NOT. okay yes I do but they're soooooo cute together how could I not??? You do it too!

Purple: November Kawase

Sorry, Chumblr isn't having a great day today... This photo's a little old but it's the only one that'll load. My name's November, I'm an ex-Octarian. Left after the whole Fuzzification incident got me some... Unexpected traits. Wish my hearing wasn't so sensitive now, but it is what it is. If anyone else's struggling a little after leaving the domes, I'm your girl to talk to. Or if anyone's just finding it hard to adjust to a new city- been there, done that. Been there done that with mammal ears and a tail, for whatever reason that bear had for turning us all into whatever I am now. But hey, I live with it all right.

Blue: Kaiyō Tatsunoko

It's loading? It's loading! Nice. Hello, I'm Kaiyō! Yeah, I'm from the Tatsunoko clan. I'm aware most of us don't do social media, or technology as a whole, but I like modern society, so I do. I'm not in training to be a priestess anyway, so they let me live how I like. This isn't the Shachi, we don't have that many rules if you're not aiming for a role like priestess. Anyway, despite Maddie being the "dating girl", I'm actually in a relationship- I'll probably mention my boyfriend Wels a couple times. He's in a professional Anarchy team, and he's so, so good. Oh, I'm also essentially blind without my glasses, so my spelling might not always be great. (Gosh you and your boyfriend are such goals!!!! -Maddie) (See this is what I mean. She gushes. But yeah, you two are great. -Cordelia)

Green: Cordelia Torigai

Hey. I'm Cordelia. I main Charcoal Decav entirely because of Kirsten. I'm in the Torigai clan, so if you're in the Hokkigai you probably know me (especially if you were there for Ao throwing bombs at my window two years ago.) anyway, unlike Kaiyo's clan we're not super traditional or have a buncha rules- we're one of the two clam-raising clans out in the Splatlands. I'm busy with my own life, though, I don't busy myself with the clam part. I'm the chill one of this group- play turf and anarchy casually, like me some tableturf, occasionally participate in weapon modding and reverse engineering, and do shifts at Grizzco if I feel like it. I'm the normal one, basically. (HEY. -Maddie) (What the fuck does that mean? -Kirsten) (Normal???? You??? -November) (Homegirl you might be chill but you're not normal -Liandri) (You have a fairy in your apartment. That's not exactly normal -Kaiyō) Stop ganging up on me LMAOOOO

Red: Liandri Maseko

Hey, I'm Liandri. Kirsten's sister (I'm older. Anyway) (FUCK -Kirsten) you're a year younger than me girl. I'm not letting a teenager get one up on me. Transfem, the cute one, (y'know what yeah that's true -Cordelia) 😘 thanks you get me Cords. (Ily girl full homo -Cordelia) (Can you two shut up -Kirsten) Anyway, I'm 20 and single and also a massive nerd, I'll read anything you put in front of me. I'm the all-rounder, I guess. I play Turf, do Grizzco shifts and Tableturf with Cordelia, love me some dress up, and I'm pretty well versed in a lot of the more traditional arts, so if you need some help with clan stuff, I can usually be trusted not to fuck it up entirely. (She could fuck me up mean if she wanted to tho) CORDS. YOU AIN'T SLICK (I mean what who said that -Cordelia) (I think you might wanna change "20 and single" to "20 and situationship" -Kaiyō) Yeah probably. Uh, homoerotic situationship with Cordelia aside, I'm down for anything and will listen to pretty much anything too. I'll go to concerts for anything, heh.

Okay, now that introductions are over!!! We just post whatever's on our minds and sometimes more than one of us will ramble on the same post. Feel free to send asks for any one of us or multiple or all of us!!! Have a fun time!!! 🧡🖤💜💙💚❤️ Why is there no pink heart!!! Pink erasure!!

[[And, of course, the OOC section. Hi, I'm Thespian, I'm the human who's actually running the blog from our side. These guys are just my OCs, and since they're so varied I'm planning on using them as an outlet to post about all kinds of stuff in the splatooniverse- rather than just turf stuff or responding to others like my other two RP blogs do. Feel free to send asks to Thespian about either how this blog works or something else ooc related, or send the asks directly to my main @/thespianinthebackcorner. 💛 Have a nice day]]

[splatsvillegirlsgang]

NOOOOOO WHITE CHOCOLATE??? -Maddie

It was to be expected. They fought valiantly the whole way through. Well done, everyone, you all did very well. -November

Girl, that was because of your advice??? I didn't expect us to actually sweep a 100x with the strategy you gave but it worked!!! -Kirsten

We need to start letting you be our strategist more. Holy shit am I glad you can participate in turf now. -Cordelia

Oh, it's nothing... you girls should play as you want to, I don't want to run things like my old squad. I like the chaos you girls bring. To be honest, I only really tapped back into that mindset because there were stakes and you all voted me into leadership position. -November

Fair enough. Still, can we count on you for tips in the future if we need them? -Kirsten

Sis. If she doesn't want to, lay off, okay? -Liandri

Oh... yeah, sorry. -Kirsten

It's okay, I don't mind giving you girls pointers and advice. I just don't want to run it like the military, that's all. I'd love to be your strategist player if you'd let me. You girls have taught me so much too, I have to pay it back somehow. -November

Oh!! Thank you so much :) -Liandri

Three cheers for Nov! -Cordelia

HIP HIP HOORAY!!!! -Maddie

:) well done everyone -Kaiyō

KAIYOOOOOOOOOO THERE YOU ARE -Maddie

...hello? -Kaiyō

WHATS YOUR BOYTOY SAYIN ABT FEST -Maddie

...you want gossip, don't you. -Kaiyō

YES!!! pretty pretty please? 🥺🥺🥺 -Maddie

lmaoooo not the emojis -Cordelia

I'll just uh. I only need one sentence tbh. -Kaiyō

👀 -Maddie

Kai Himi isn't happy. -Kaiyō

HAH SHE WOULDNT BE HUH -Cordelia

Poor girl joined team dark just to spite her crush... I would be mad too with that kind of sweep. -November

ooooooooooooh I am SO curious to see what's gonna happen with her and that Ouroboros boy they're so cute!!! -Maddie

He's a drug addict girl -Liandri

They're still a cute pair!!! -Maddie

One romance crisis at a time, hon. Can we get through the Seala thing first? -November

OH TRUE!!! WE GOTTA SET HER UP WITH THE OTHER GIRL!!! -Maddie

You need to start writing names down so you can remember them. -Cordelia

I do! Good idea! -Maddie

Torrent. Her crush's name is Torrent, Mads. -Kaiyō

YEAH! WE GOTTA SET THEM UP!!! -Maddie

Good thing that got brought up, cause sisters? I have an idea. And I think you're gonna like it. -Kirsten

[splatsvillegirlsgang]

there is no way. NO WAY. Romance fest??? Just after we decided to set up Torrent and her crush??? -Maddie

LITERALLY THAT WAS FUCKING INSANELY WELL TIMED??? -Cordelia

Well we have to do it now! -Kaiyō

But what if they're on different teams?? -Kirsten

And what team are we on btw -Liandri

Oh. True. -Maddie

Oh fuck. -Cordelia

Oh, you're right... -Kaiyō

Share opinions? -Cordelia

Honestly, I haven't had chocolate in so long I wouldn't know what to choose... -November

OH MY COD NOVEMBER. YOU CANT EAT CHOCOLATE I JUST REMEMBERED 😭😭😭😭 -Maddie

...no. I can't. Are you okay? That was a little dramatic. -November

I love chocolate!!! It's a crime that you can't have it anymore!!! I'm going to kill that bear that foozed you!!! -Maddie

I'm pretty sure he's already dead. Also what the fuck is fooze supposed to mean -Cordelia

November, you should pick our team for this one. Because you can't have it, so we stand with you. :) you did mention you'd had it before then! -Kirsten

Oh. Really? Are you guys okay with that? -November

Ofc!!!! Anything for you oh my goodness -Maddie

Yeah! You're our bestie, we gotta back you up. -Cordelia

What she said. We have your back. -Kaiyō

Mm-hmm! No complaints here (also I don't really do chocolate so please choose for me) -Kirsten

Gosh. If you say so... I was fond of dark chocolate in the army. I liked the taste more than I did many things. If it's all right with you girls, I'm choosing dark chocolate. -November

YAY!!!! Team dark chocolate, here we come!! -Maddie

Third or nothing? -Cordelia

Hell no. First or nothing. -Kirsten

FIRST OR NOTHING!!! -Liandri

Oh my goodness perfect timing actually, my boyfriend's been texting me for five minutes asking what team I'm on! His team is having the same conversation rn too :) -Kaiyō

Sounds like we might have some allies, then. A fellow squad, if you will. -November

Wels' vote tipped the balance so they chose dark, so yes!!! Team Kai Himi is on our side!! -Kaiyō

Noice. Wait what about the girl on that team we were gonna set up do we know what she likes -Cordelia

Torrent? Yeah, she went for milk. Said it goes well with caramel and stuff. -Kaiyō

Note it down!!! We gotta get that information to her crush somehow. -Kirsten

What's her name? -Liandri

Wels' team leader's rival's teammate, right? The one with the adorable tiny horrorboros that sits around her shoulders and the seashell crown? -Maddie

yeah -Kaiyō

Wait. You mean Seala Slipway? Curled tentacles, recycle brella, purple eyes? I know her. Met her recently. -November

That's her! I didn't know her name was Seala, though. How often do you talk to her? -Kaiyō

We chat over text a bit. I could definitely be your communication channel if you want me to. -November

YES! Operation hopeless lesbian setup is progressing. Lfg -Cordelia

Happy Splatfest everyone 😂😂 -Kirsten

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Oh my goodness oh my gosh GUYS my bf got me!!! Flowers!!!!!! Because I said I was having a bad day!!!! -Kaiyō

HE GOT YOU FLOWERS?? -Maddie

YES and they're my favourite!!! I only mentioned them like once to him aaaaaaa he remembered!!! My day is so much better oh my goodness -Kaiyō

Oh my goodness -Liandri

Every! Time! I think your bf is the sweetest thing alive!!!! He one ups me!!!! And gets even sweeter!!!! -Maddie

He IS. I kissed him so much for that aifhsifjwjfhejfe -Kaiyō

I think we need to put together a gift for Wels to thank him for being such a good bf to you -Cordelia

LITERALLY? Kai ask him what he likes -Maddie

oh my goodness I have a whole list of stuff he likes. I'll send it on the gc -Kaiyō

You two keep lists of stuff you like?? That's so adorable. -Liandri

Don't you do that with Cordelia? 🤔🤭 -Maddie

Oh my goodness I was having a bad day this morning but hello??? He didn't need to do all that for me my day is SO much better??? And he was doing it in between plans too!!! He just dropped everything for a few minutes to get me flowers!!! -Kaiyō

I am physically screaming Wels is ADORABLE to you!!!! -Maddie

You know Wels has done it again when Kaiyō starts typing like Maddie -Cordelia

I wonder what his teammates think of you... -Liandri

His team leader likes me! We're pretty good friends. -Kaiyō

We should invite her to movie night or smth -Cordelia

My apartment isn't that big, we can't just keep bringing people into the group 😂 -Liandri

Girls dinner with her and Elasmo and Torrent and Torrent's gf? -Kaiyō

Oh those are the other teammates right? Besides Wels and Lanzhou. Yesss that's a good idea!! -Liandri

TORRENT HAS A GF??? spill the tea sis??? -Maddie

I thought it was still a crush -Cordelia

Oh is it? I'm not sure, it looks pretty well reciprocated to me -Kaiyō

No yeah I think it is still a crush. Cause the other girl's team leader is like. Kai Himi's number one enemy -Cordelia

Oh yeah true! Oooh we should set them up -Kaiyō

We SHOULD!!! Kaiyō, text Kai Himi and Wels. We're gonna get those two into the relationship they deserve as the gods intended!!! -Maddie

on it!!! -Kaiyō

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Hey guys Shellendorf musical 10 year anniversary this year -Cordelia

What musical? -November

Have you never seen- oh no of course you've never seen Shellendorf musical 😭 -Kirsten

Can we not show her that. Let her get away with not knowing she can live without yoko binder capn cuttlefish -Liandri

What binder who -November

Next movie night Shellendorf re-watch!!! -Maddie

Absolutely fucking not. -Cordelia

Absolutely fucking yes!!! -Maddie

Isn't it coming back around to Splatsville for the anniversary? We can see it live -Kaiyō

What are you guys dragging me into -November

You're becoming a theatre kid, unfortunately -Cordelia

Unfortunately? Says the one who founded drama club in her high school. -Liandri

Says the one who joined it and kept it going! -Cordelia

ENOUGH!!!!! we are getting tickets!!! To Shellendorf!!! And it will be fun!!!! -Maddie

You five have explained nothing. Should I ask C instead -November

No we gotta get her tickets too she hasn't seen it either -Kaiyō

Wonderful. -November