#YOU KNOW RIGHT AWAY THAT ITS PEAK🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[darkcloudsatnight]

I get it that like some of the Trolls songs suck ass, and that is completely understandable BUT DO NOT COMPLAIN TO BE ABOUT SOME OF THE SONGS FROM THE THIRD MOVIE LIKE??????? THIS SHIT SLAPS SO HARD 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Help my Trolls phase is coming back just slightly help

^like wait hear me out on this song actually bc there are parts where it SLAPS

^SHES SO GOOD AT SINGING HELPPPPPPP *DIES*

^AUGHDH the vocals I CANNOT😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 literally screaming without the s LIKE HELP-

^for this one there's just a few parts that make me ascend like audhdbshajdhdhsjssjs hear me out. There are parts where it's like "yeah this kinda sucks" BUT THOSE PARTS ARE JUST AHDHUDANDDBSAUSHDBDJSNBSZKSKS

Anyways I'm going insane goodnight people it's already 2am

[j0kers-light]

what if y/n was an airhead... not necessarily super dumb but a little slow or ditzy... and a little dumb. but also very positive and carefree. basically a golden retriever type of person 😂 i just wonder what j would think about that 😂

Hey hi anon!! 🖤✨

Oh this is gonna be fun. 🥰 I love doing reaction head canons! Let’s GO!!!!! Don’t ask why I’m still up at 2am. I hope you enjoy anon!

The first time that Joker met you, he wanted to slash your throat so bad. How are you so positive and carefree? There's no way you're like this 24/7.

You are. Gods you really are. Joker questions your mental state because you are too kind to others and your naivety is so pure, you are considered a national treasure. He wants to taint you. Point. Blank. Simple.

How are you so joyful? Do you do drugs? You're always smiling, offering up words of encouragement, and soooooooo many hugs to strangers. You are wayy too bubbly for J's tastes.

Too often you remind Joker of his ex Harley and he refuses to do that all over again. He considers breaking up with you because you're just so... ditzy.

Your attention span is that of a goldfish, and you literally stop to smell the roses while out and about. You even play peek-a-boo with children you see on the street. End his misery please. 😭

But despite the constant headaches you give Joker, he can’t seem to stay away. He’s addicted.

Frost and the boys stare at Joker in horror when you visit the hideout (unannounced) with a basket full of baked goods; blissfully unaware that a goon almost shot you for trespassing.

This is the girl their boss is dating?!!?!? HOW? It’s giving peak grumpy x sunshine energy because you and Joker do not compute.

BUT. IT WORKS. The laws of the universe bend to make it happen and Joker cannot thank them enough for placing you in his life. He wouldn’t be the same without you.

You know you can be an airhead at times but Joker reins in your overly bubbly persona. He's always looking out for you and not allowing anyone to make you into a pushover.

In return, you encourage and offer Joker the love and support he secretly needs while quelling his more violent tendencies.

You calm his anger. He keeps you focused. 🔥✨

You're still his Light although it stands for Sunlight in this scenario and you get a sun tattoo behind your ear in honor of it.

Joker is grateful that you are nothing like Harley. Yes you can be annoying at times but you mean well in the long run.

Its not just obsessive loyalty and toxic love; you genuinely care about Joker and you push him to become a better man every day.

And the feeling is mutual. Joker does not tolerate anyone making fun of his sunlight. He kills anyone who insults your intelligence and anyone that makes you cry, mysteriously disappears.

Joker is the only one who can call you silly or dumb because it’s not an insult when J says it. 🥹

You giggle anytime he calls you silly girl or his dumb little slut. AND l OOP! SORRY ! I forgot this was sfw!! 👀👀 MOVING ON 👩🏽‍💻

Speaking of you barging into the hideout with baked goodies. That actually happened.

Everyone was shocked when you knocked on the door with a loud, "HELLLLLOOOOOOOO! J are you in there? I brought snackies!"

No one knows how you navigated this deep into Joker’s territory without being murdered. No one knows how you bypassed the building’s security.

You just waltz in like you own the place, bringing an aura of joy and happiness in your wake.

Joker was in an important meeting, discussing how to eliminate a rival popup gang when he heard your heels clicking down the hall. He knows that sound from anywhere and his face turns white.

A goon is right behind you threatening you to leave or else, when you just causally walk into the meeting room, blissfully unaware of the danger you are now in.

Do you even notice all the guns trained on you? Nope, you only have eyes for Joker. You stop yourself from tackling him with a hug.

"There you are J! Oh. Are you busy? Well not anymore!! I baked muffins, and cookies, and oh!” You finally acknowledge the room full of men.

You blink twice before smiling wide. “Hi everyone!! Does anyone have a peanut allergy? I made treats with and without nuts just in case!”

An entire room full of dangerous criminals stare in disbelief as you unload your wicker basket right onto the table, all while humming a song.

They all turn to stare at Joker who is ready to crawl into a hole from embarrassment. He doesn't even know where to begin there's so much to unpack here.

How did you get here all by yourself? Who let you in?! Why did you bake so much?! Is that a pain au chocolat?

Surely you sense the threat around you but no. You are so oblivious, it’s almost sad to watch.

Some brave soul does announce their allergy and you quickly deliver them a nut free brownie on a pink napkin.

Your naïve personality triggers an understanding in the room and people start to lower their weapons in exchange for treats.

By the end of your impromtu visit, Joker's gang is obsessed with you and your baking. And so the questions start pouring in.

"Y/n you’re so nice! How is someone like you with the boss?"

You look up from handing a goon a cookie, "You mean J? Oh!" You look away bashful as they all wait for a response. Even Joker is intrigued with what you’ll say.

“I’m not the smartest girl in Gotham but Joker doesn’t care! He’s the most patient person I’ve ever met and he never belittles me! How could I not love him? He’s so protective too! He always murders the mean people who make fun of me. Isn’t he so romantic?”

The room goes silent after that last bit. And so it all starts to make sense.

“Great. She’s crazy too." One guy whispers.

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

How The MHA Guys Act When They Realize They Don't Have a Condom 💋

Synopsis: You're with your Pro Hero boyfriend and things are getting steamy! But - oh no! - he doesn't have a condom on him! What ever will you do!? A little peak into how each hero would handle such a precarious situation 👀

Ships: Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader, Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!Reader, Eijirou Kirishima x Fem!Reader

Note: Smut alert!!! Strictly A18+ ONLY! All characters are in their late 20s.

CW: MDNI!, spicy scenes, semi-public sex, dubcon (in the Katsuki section), mention of oral sex, penetrative sex scenes, mention of Costco

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How the MHA guys act when they realize they don’t have a condom 😱

Izuku x Reader 🥦💚

Things have been getting so crazy hot and heavy lately with your freckled boyfriend Izuku. Ever since the first time you two had sex together a few weeks ago, he can’t keep his hands off of you. In just a few days time, you’ve let him take you in every position you know how – you’re both absolutely insatiable.

You’re putting on a cute outfit for a dinner date with Izuku when you hear your apartment doorbell ring. He’s super early – maybe by a full hour. You throw your hair up in a ponytail and dash to open the door for your sweet broccoli-haired boyfriend. You gasp aloud at the sight that greets you – Izuku stands in his hero uniform, fresh from battle. His hair is mussed and his costume is torn in several places. He has dark circles under his eyes and looks absolutely exhausted. Your hands fly to cover your mouth in shock as you take in the battle worn hero.

“’Zuku…what on Earth!?”

Izuku smiles sheepishly. “Mind if we just order in dinner tonight? It’s been a rough 24 hours at the agency.”

“Is everything okay!?” You run to get a damp washcloth so you can dab at the small scrape that’s sitting on the bridge of his nose.

“It is now – please don’t worry! I’m a little worse for wear but nothing a good night’s sleep can’t fix.” He smiles fondly as you poke at his wounds with your washcloth, cleaning building debris out of shallow cuts.

“Of course we can order takeout. Anything you need, babe, please let me know.” You say sincerely.

“A-actually, Y/N. There is one thing-”

And that’s how you end up straddling Izuku on the couch, his hands twisting in your hair as you kiss him while trying to work his belt loose.

“You don’t understand how much I need to be inside you right now babe. Your pussy is absolutely perfect – it’s like a hard reset for my body every time you make me cum, I – “ Izuku stops talking dirty and his expression shifts a bit.

“Oh shit…Y/N, I don’t have a condom on me!”

He must see the way your face has fallen at the statement, because in a flash he’s scrambling out of bed and rethreading his belt into his uniform. You motion for him to rejoin you in bed, ready to tell him that you don’t need to fuck tonight. He looks so exhausted and injured, it’s probably better if you both take a rest anyway -

“I’ll be right back!” In typical Izuku fashion, he’s sprinting out the door with boundless energy. You’re left sitting with your clothes disheveled and your jaw agape.

A half hour later, he’s zooming back through the still-unlocked door. He proudly holds up a bag for you to inspect.

“Izuku, you didn’t need to run out like that. You’re all beat up and I would have been perfectly happy just to-”

But he cuts you off with a wave of his hand. He tosses the full bag into your arms for inspection. The minute the package leaves his arms, he starts stripping – he pulls off his belt and his hero uniform follows. He uses a quick boost of One for All to speed up the process, and he’s soon standing over you in nothing but his tight-fitting boxers.

You tear your eyes away from him and slowly unwrap the package in your hands.  When you see its contents you burst out laughing. Within the brown plastic grocery bag is an absolutely MASSIVE box of Trojan condoms. It must have at least 50 packets inside!

“What the hell Izuku?!” You cry out as tears of laughter roll down your cheeks. Never in a million years would you have imagined that he’d come back with this.

“I ran to Costco!” He says enthusiastically. “This was in the bulk section!” Now he’s hopping on one foot as he struggles to disentangle himself from his black boxers. His hard cock is on full display for you – and despite being deep in the through of laughter, your mouth practically waters as you take in how hot your boyfriend looks naked.

“Everything in Costco is the bulk section. That’s, like, the entire point of Costco!” You shriek, unable to stop your giggles.

Izuku throws himself on top of you on the couch, and the box o’ condoms goes flying across the room. You make a mad grab for it, but it’s too late – the box hits the ground at an angle and there’s an explosion of wrapped condoms across your living room floor. You can’t breathe you’re laughing so hard. Izuku joins in, throwing his head back to laugh loud and carefree. After a moment of belly laughing together, he scrambles off of you and starts shoveling condoms back into the box with his hands.

“Now start taking your clothes off!” He calls over his shoulder. “We’ve only got 5 hours until I’m back on-shift at the agency, and I think we can get through at least 3 of these before I have to go back.” He throws a handful of condoms in your direction and you know it’s about to be a fun couple of hours!

Katsuki x Reader 💥🧡

The mid-day sun shines through your private office window and bounces across your paper-strewn work station. The clock on the wall chimes half-past 3 o’clock and the sound reverberates through the quiet office. The door is locked and the blinds are pulled – your co-workers outside your office door are none the wiser about your current predicament.

Katsuki Bakugo has you bent over your large wooden desk. He’s stripped you of your sensible work skirt and he’s currently eating you out from behind, using his fingers to rub sweet circles around your clit.

“Katsuki – Katsuki we shouldn’t be doing this at work!” You moan out in a strangled whisper right before he hits a really good spot. You clap your hand over your mouth and try to stifle your guttural sounds of pleasure.

Katsuki gets another few licks in before he pulls away from your pussy, wiping his mouth as he gives your perky ass a quiet smack!

“It’s your work, not mine. I don’t care if we get caught. Besides – work is the reason we haven’t been able to see each other in over two weeks. You’ve been attending all those stupid shitty galas and I’ve been off on missions.”  He continues to rub your clit as he pushes you back over the desk. You moan at the harsh way his fingers dig into your vulva. “Letting us use this office to fuck is the least your job can do for us after keeping us apart so fuckin’ long.”

It’s true – you’ve been entertaining clients for the past few weeks around the clock. Your support gear agency is about to be part of a big merger with Katsuki’s hero agency. The two of you met two years ago at a company event long before the merger was in the works, and have been fucking ever since. You think the two of you might be in love with each other, but you’re both too stubborn to say.

Katsuki pulls over your desk chair and makes himself comfortable, unzipping his pants as he sits back in the ergonomic leather chair. He pulls out his cock and gives it a few strokes before motioning for you to join him.

“Come here, babe. Have a seat on this hard cock.” He grabs your hips and pulls you backwards towards him.

“Wait – Kats! I don’t have a condom.” You look over your shoulder at him apologetically. He looks so handsome and too hot to be allowed, sitting in your chair with his cock out. His fingers dig into your hips.

“Don’t you usually have ‘em in your bag?” He says in a rough voice, eyes darting around the room in search of your purse.

“We used the last one at that client dinner last month, I’ve been meaning to restock.” If there’s one thing you and Katsuki love, it’s a quick fuck at a work event.

“Fuck.” Katsuki curses under his breath. He rubs his hands up and down your sides as he thinks through his next move. “Well, good thing I’ve got good reflexes. I’ll just try to pull out before I cum in ya.”

“Wait ! What-”

But you can’t even get a full sentence out before he pulls you back and onto his cock. All thoughts are erased from your mind as you feel his hard tip catch on your entrance and slide smoothly inside you. He doesn’t even give you time to adjust before he has you bouncing in reverse cowgirl on his dick. You cry out in pleasure as you feel his raw cock press against your sweet spot. You throw your hands out in front of you and clutch at your desk for support.

Turns out Kastuki’s overselling his supposed “good reflexes.” He at least has the decency to look abashed when he cums inside you five minutes later. He doesn’t even try to pull out. He’s selfish that way, shoving his cock as deep inside you as he can and letting your pussy milk him dry.

Within minutes of spilling his seed inside of you he’s back on his feet, zipping up his jeans and striding out your office door to go back to his agency for patrol. He venmos you some money to cover a pack of Plan B and a fresh pack of condoms at the convenience store down the block.

Kirishima x Reader 🦈❤️

Eijiro is slowly sliding your panties down your legs, looking at your pussy like it’s paradise on Earth. He's leaning in to touch you, whispering sweet affirmations as he caresses your bare legs. He looks absolutely heaven struck, when all of a sudden a look of horror washes over his face.

“What is it Eij!?” you say in a panic, worried that something is deeply wrong with your boyfriend. He groans in response and sits back on the bed, running a big hand through his bright red hair in frustration.

“Y/N, I forgot to buy condoms! They were on my grocery list and I totally spaced.”

Eijirou always insists that a gentleman’s job is to provide suitable protection, so he has always been the procurer of safe sex products.

“I’m sorry, babe. Do you have any backups?” He peers up at you hopefully and you bite back a laugh. He looks like a desperate puppy when he gives you those kinds of looks with his big crimson eyes.

You lean over to rifle through your bedside table. “Sorry, Ei. Looks like I’m fresh out of wrappers.”

Eijirou lets out a grumble. But by the time you look back up at him, he’s sporting a wicked shark-toothed grin.

“That’s okay – a real man can satisfy his girl with whatever he has on hand. And I know from experience that my tongue can do a pretty fine job.”

You feel your heartbeat quicken and you barely have time to register what he means before Eijirou Kirishima is diving in between your thighs.

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[marmaladeinlemonade]

Ppl will complain about Pressure updates and devs while forgetting Pressure is NEW.

Ik tumblr has more users with common sense but the amount of tiktoks and tt users say that the game was at its PEAK two weeks after the game's release just bc you could climb Sebastian, he wasn't (visibly) married (it was always written into his character), and tolerated the players slightly more is INSANE.

Most games, at that, aren't at its peak gameplay and story a month after release!!

"The anti-climbing mechanic doesn't even fix anything!" Yeah because you climbed Sebastian several times over ofc at SOME point you're gonna get softlocked bro. Maybe try playing pressure for a reason aside from harassing seb.

I genuinely feel like the pressure fanbase tend to forget that Pressure is from roblox programmers in a small developing group. This isn't Hoyoverse or DevSisters where the game is fully polished with information on all characters and a finalized world building upon release because the company has more time, money, and skilled labor to develop that. It was made in ~1 year and a rushed release.

Not only that, but Pressure is a passion-project. It isn't driven by money, which means there's not much of an incentive to please the playerbase with fan service content that changes lore/characters so people can buy it. (Fan service as in any content made to make ppl happy) So, developers are going to choose what they want to do with the game bc they don't care whether or not you play. Zeal said so first thing in his interview with Breadian.

Amazing features that enrich gameplay and world building such as Sebastian killing walldwellers and the DiVine being able to kill you, Navi-AI turning into a new character, and several new room types are hinted to come to Pressure but nooo!!! Its somehow cooked and unsavable because of ONE form of characterization YOU deem incorrect not even knowing the character's lore. Right.

Edit: Pressure has a future as a roblox game that values storytelling and immersing the user in it's world. We need rblx games like it that put work over profit so people stay on the platform. Especially when older and new games have become money hungry over time.

Its really crazy how people be biting the hand that feeds them. Seb could easily be replaced with an expendable or unknown void like jeffery as a merchant npc if this continues. Online users will really be out her acting like the person who wrote and designed their favorite character is all of a sudden BAD!! And their favorite character is RUINED!!! And TAKEN AWAY FROM THEM!! Because their personality wasn't made to please the fanbase.

Yes, Sebastian hates you. Not pouty tsundere hates you, he is literally keeping you alive against his own will by mr. Lopee. He not tryna fuck bro 🔥

[mearyvet]

MASTERMIND SPOILERS

Rewatched this Masterpiece several times already. Though it felt truly bombastic and huge - witch by all means it IS - I feel like I'm gonna explode if not bring some crucial moments that tormenting me and forcing to dove deeper:

1) trial by jury or not. Okay, you called the rank of Gonetia - it makes sense (although, even for the semblance of a jury trial, it’s a little shameful that the only one who cast a vote was Vasago).

But why. In the Hell. Calling whole crew of Sins?) *exeot of Luci of cource* Am I the only one who finds it a liiitle too much exaggerated ? Like... what's the point?... Maybe the motive of Threat to all of Hell & fear of living realm to discover actual afterlife is real an' shit. But you know what?)) They failed to convince me this is suuuuch a big deal😁.

Except of Ozzie and Bee (ok, Mam, you too) all others went silent whole session. They not so much as even pretended to care. And maybe this is even understandable: itst not like there were signs Rings other then Pride were much involved since the clients of IMP is earthborn sinners.

So..what the actual hell ?

2) Evidence?...

Hear me out. I understand that "this is Hell and noone fuckin' cares" but just think about it: Andrie calling up whole ass court hearing to a court hearing in order to accuse of theft, illegal unregistered activity and ATTEMPTED MURDER, based ONLY on the words of the interested, relative to himself person. PLUS NOT SINGLE BIT LOW KEY ABOUT HIDING YOUR MATERIAL INTEREST AT ALL.😳🤯

And Satan never ONCE pointed to hear words of the one , who appears ACTUAL VICTIME. Like... my ass this is CRAZY

And its not like there weren't SURFACE THINGS that couldn't be brought out: Ozmodeum Crystal for example!!! How did Blitz got it? By who? Why?... For real, there were so many opportunities to get Ozzie involved and make things even more tense.

IT WAS WILD TO ME HOW WHOLE COURT WENT BY, SRSLY

3)

I guess after these statements and formulations all further questions about fair trial, evidence and all this crap can be omitted🔥🫣

Blitz is right - that red bitch didn't plan to hear imps out in the first place. Highlighting power imbalance at its peak was the core of this episode for me. This trope only got juccier after "Ghostf**kers" Bloody Hell...

4) What about I.M.P. future? At the end of episode we witness Blitz's triumph but we never heard any punishment lended on crew for their actions. After Stolas got all punishment on himself everybody moved on and alike forgotten about still illegal business. No one took them under any control, did not take Crystal away in order to stop subsequent attempts to do business, did not even fine Blitz!

And don't get me wrong I'm glad that everything worked out pretty for crew, but it's just high level of fairytale, guys🤨💗

5) Plus what do you think will happen in the lowest circles of Hell society now that ipms has witnessed they actualy have opportunity to try rise above the system.

Like, yea, you tried to show who's boss man here. But in reality, I feel if he actualy killed Blitz, Satan would most likely end up with rebelion on his hands . Here's why;)

And after this statement he finally coolers his brain enough to cut himself down here

Aloso CRAZY REVELATION that explains a hell out of our characters behaviour. Imps were CREATED to be OBEDIENT 👀🔥 (furthermore excuses to kill the one who "broke the code, but what do I know😏)

Well... I suppose here I shouldn't be that shocked, it was kinda expected. But regardless - Jesus Christ, guys🤯

** little "saint-demon" on Satan's shoulder appreciation moment, because guy freaking NEEDS one😆🙏**

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Overall I hope noone would yeal at me for thus criticism, these moments did not ruined my experience with the episode at all. I simply kinda feeling nerdy-ish now and I find it interesting to outloud different minor inaccuracies here. There's SO MUCH to unpack in Hellaverse and I can't wait to get for know more! And when show failed at some points to explain some things to me it catches my eye..

Plus, there is already tons of appreciation posts here and there)) Little analytical salt booming would not hurt🥰

[neonmetro]

You made a mistake posting the Achaeans designs /vpos

YOU GUYS ALREADY KNOW I LOVE ACHILLES ( and patroclus, but this isn't about him ). HIS DESIGN IS SO COOL WHAT THE SIGMA...... I LIVE FOR THE GREEN SO MUCHHHH. THE COAT THAT SOMEWHAT GIVES MARCHING BAND VIBES, THE SPINE LOOKING DESIGN ON THE BACK, AND THE JEWELRY THAT GIVES MAJOR PEACOCK VIBESSSS......I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

Chat......can we congratulate my boy Diomedes for that glow up.....bro is GORGEOUS. THE RED COAT WITH THE FUR, I MIGHT AS WELL JUST PASS AWAY/silly AND THE HAIRRRRRR I LIVE FOR HIS HAIR ITS REALLY JUST SO AWESOME DUDE

And as much as I love all of them, I would like to give a special shout out to uly and Nestor.....Uly because, well, it's uly and Nestor because HOLY SHITTT THAT DESIGN MIGHT JUST BE PEAK........

I would love to write about all of them, but i don't want to make this ask super long, or else it'll just be my yapping. But in turn, give me all you got of these guys 🔥🔥🗣🗣

The Achaeans are just the butch lesbian assembly tbh...../j

-paris anon

HELP WHEN I FIRST READ THIS I THOUGHT I MADE A ACTUAL MISTAKE WHILE POSTING/DESIGNING THE ACHAEANS 😭😭😭😭

anyhoo sorry for the late response i haven't been able to sit down and ramble in a bit.... hope this is still worth the wait :')

ACHILLES HAD THE MOSTTTT AMOUNT OF THOUGHT INTO HIS REDESIGN (as in literal time. i still thought about the achaeans but achilles i had a literal mood board up dedicated to just Him)

his colors + jewelry were so fun to come up with. he only deserves the best color palette... pretty pretty princess of pthia

i saw this outfit/dress on lolitawardrobe and it screamed achilles to me 😭😭😭 i really wanted to incorporate the skeleton and marine animal together as a way to signify what's to come and his mother's origins (OH. AND HIS ANIMAL IS HECTOR'S DOLPHIN. HOPE THIS HELPS.)

THANK YOU SO MUCH. HE TRULY DID GLOW UP I HAVE NO IDEA HOW BUT I WOKE UP ONE DAY AND BLASTED HIM WITH THE YASSIFICATION JUICE. i really wanted to focus on the red eyes i put in his og design for better color balance...

also his fuck ass bangs 😭 i still like the full head kind of bangs but I'll prob keep it for just when he's going batshit insane

he did already have his braid but since i was already doing the bigger profiles for more details i wanted to emphasize it more...

RAGHDHDGEJWKE THANK YOU SO MUCH....

NESTOR HAS NO RIGHT TO BE THAT PRETTY. AND YET HE IS. #GIRLBOSS?

definitely upgraded that hairstyle + how i stylized his facial hair like girl... og nestor was kinda . let's say lacking .

nestor was kind of. color hell for me i'm ngl? for some reason i couldn't make up my damn mind on which colors go where? plus his grey hair... was kinda fucking me up... please old man... stop making me cry... (looking back my vocalization wasn't so bad it was mostly in my head but STILL)

for uly i really wanted him to have a diff silhouette but still vaguely look like outis lcb... i chose the trench coat bc omg kinda like penelope and also its just like pathos to mathos frfr but he would never really wear smth like that and it ended up way too similar to menelaus. then i thought FUCK OUTIS LCB SINNER CROPPED JACKET. WE WIN

though the 2nd image is kinda just a vague pass of the silhouette, i just needed him to be a lil more diff...

GRBRHRNRNVHN THANK YOU SO MUCH THOUGH!!! my beautiful butch assembly... its just business..........

[tickly-stuff]

IF U STILL DO HXH CAN U DO LEE!Gon and ler!killua

it is 12:26 on a school night BUT LETS LIGHT THIS JOINT‼️🔥

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Predator And Prey

hunter x hunter⚡️

Summary: Gon and Killua play a simple game of predator and prey. But what if the predator knows your weaknesses?

After a loud rainstorm

that seemed to have lasted forever, the sun finally peaked out and shined its bliss on all of the land. Dew droplets were on pretty green grass, beautiful blossoming flowers showed their colors in the light, and strong, tall trees glistened in the warmth of the sun. If you took a minute to stop and listen, you could hear the birds singing a glorious tune.

But who had time for that?

The rushing sound

of footsteps that were pounding on the floor awoke Gon from his daydream. Followed by the statement:

“IM CATCHING UP!”

A platinum blonde shadow

bolted past all of the greenery and floral, scaring away all the singing birds. The green tipped haired boy immediately rushed to his feet and took off.

He ran as fast as he could

but the sound of panting echoed behind him. As soon as he knew it he was tackled to the ground with:

“GOTCHA!”

“Got you again! What was that..? Fourth time?”Killua teased as he pinned the poor hunter to the floor. Gon rolled his eyes at the feat with his face a light pink of embarrassment.

“Oh big whoop! We both know your stronger AND faster! Besides.. I could beat you any day with you as prey.” Gon whispered under his breath, praying that Killua wouldn’t hear.

Killua did in fact hear the remark and a sudden flash of aggravation flushed over him but he took a minute recognize Gon’s position. The hunters arms were over his head and killua had straddled his knees so he quite frankly, couldn’t move. Instead of anger a big smirk was plastered on his face.

“What was that? I couldn’t quite hear you.” Killua pestered with one of his hands in a claw position ready to strike.

“Hm? Oh uhm.. nothing! It was nothing!” Gon snapped back immediately.

“Your funeral.”

The platinum blondie started to poke and prod at Gon’s sides, counting each rib, trying to be as gentle as possible.

“Killuhaha that tihihickles!” Gon attempted to protest through small muffled giggles, moving his torso in the process since that was to only part of his body that was mobile.

“Oh? I dihidn’t notice. My bahad, I’ll stop.” Killua mocked as he moved to a different position from poking his ribs to scratching gently under his arms.

“NoHOho!! ThahAh’ts wohorse!!” Gon exclaimed as his once muffled giggles went up an octave as he squirmed as his attempt to cover them seemed to wear off.

“That STILL tickles? Jeez, aren’t you picky.” Killua rolled his eyes and stated with sarcasm as he thought to move from his underarms to a weak spot. He began to delicately squeeze his knees.

“KIHILLUAHA!!!” Gon screeched as he arched his back a little bit. Honestly they were both in anticipation. Killua, to see how long Gon would last, and Gon, to see how more he could take. And when Killua would strike.

“Gosh, I can’t focus with you laughing. Hey! Guess what your punishment is!” Killua asked as he began position his self to where Gon could only move the lower half of his body with his hands stuck.

“Are you going to tickle mehe?”

“Ding ding ding!”

He finally dove in. His hands were so agile and fast, Gon didn’t know how to react. At first they were at his thighs, then knees, then underarms, then neck then stomach, and the whole process would repeat.

“Hey Gon I have a song I wanna sing you! Do you wanna hear it?” Killua asked the poor hunter and waited for his answer.

“NOHOHOHO STOHOHOP!!” Was all that came out of Gon’s wide smile.

“No!? How rude! Oh well, your opinion doesn’t matter anyways! Here goes nothin’!” Killua stated as he began to count Gon’s:

Every.

Individual.

Rib.

This sent the poor boy into hysterics as he kicked left and right. Whereas killua wanted to be as safe as possible, knowing that his claws could kill Gon, he had to be very very very gentle.

“The itsty bitsy spiiider went up the water spout. Down came the- ugh Gon!! Can you stop laughing!? Now I have to restart!” Killua teased as he repeated the song from the beginning.

“KIHIHILLUAHAAA NOHOHO! THIHIS IHIS CRUHUEL!!” Gon screamed as his eyes started to fill with tears as he arched his back, shook his head and kicked his legs.

“Cruel? Me? How dare you!! This calls for maximum punishment.” The younger hunter began to cease his assault and take a deep breath while raising Gon’s shirt.

He took the biggest breath he could take, waited a few seconds, and-

“PBBLLLFFTTTTT!!!!!”

Gon.

Went.

Ballistic.

It felt like.. well words couldn’t describe it. Like a bajillion bolts of lightning flowing through your veins. Or.. a million feathers in your ear or.. whatever the point is IT TICKLED LIKE CRAZY.

After that raspberry Killua finally stopped his tickle attack for what seemed like ages, praying that Gon was still alive.

“Hey, you okay?” Killua asked with genuine concern.

“okay..? okay? IM MORE THAN OKAY!” Gon said as he jumped up to his feet, teary eyed and pink.

“That’s a relief!” Killua exclaimed as he slowly stood up and dusted off his shorts.

“This time though..” Gon started.

“I wanna be predator.”

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.

OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS AMATIOUS I AM SO HAPPY I FINISHED THIS

got hella distracted and procrastinated BUT ITS DONEEE‼️💪🏽

now idk about yall but im gonna take a snooze

PEACE‼️✌🏽

[cherrygirlystuff]

It's F*cking Hot, Let's Sweat

Hey Bestie! 💖 Working Out in the Summer Heat – How to Stay Cool, Confident, and Totally Fabulous

Hey, babe! 🌸 So, summer is in full swing, and while we’re all loving the sunshine and beach vibes, working out in this scorching heat can be a real struggle. But here’s the tea: staying active during the summer is not just about keeping those summer body goals (though that’s definitely a bonus!) – it’s also about boosting your mood, confidence, and overall health. Let’s dive into how to make the most out of your summer workouts, even when it feels like you’re melting. ☀️🔥

Why Working Out in the Heat is Totally Worth It 💪

First things first – why should we even bother working out when it’s so hot outside? Well, girl, here’s the scoop:

Boosts Your Mood: Exercise is a natural mood booster. Even on the hottest days, getting that endorphin rush can help beat those summer blues and keep your spirits high.

Increases Confidence: When you work out regularly, you’re not just toning your body – you’re also boosting your self-esteem. You’ll feel more confident in your summer outfits and more empowered to take on whatever comes your way.

Enhances Health: Staying active is key to maintaining good health. Even in the heat, regular workouts help keep your heart healthy, your muscles strong, and your energy levels up.

Top Tips for Staying Cool While Working Out in the Heat ❄️

So, how do we keep it cool when the weather’s blazing? Here are my top tips for making your summer workouts as fabulous as they are effective:

1. Time It Right: Early Mornings or Late Evenings 🌅

The sun is at its peak during midday, so try to schedule your workouts either early in the morning or later in the evening. The temperatures are cooler, and the sun’s not blasting down on you, which makes for a more comfortable and enjoyable workout.

2. Hydrate Like a Boss 💧

Staying hydrated is crucial, especially when you’re sweating buckets. Drink plenty of water before, during, and after your workout. If you’re doing a particularly intense session, consider adding an electrolyte drink to replenish those minerals you’re losing through sweat.

3. Dress for Success: Breathable Fabrics & Light Colors 👚

Your workout gear can make a huge difference. Opt for lightweight, breathable fabrics that wick away sweat. Light colors are your friend because they reflect, rather than absorb, the sun’s rays. And don’t forget your cute workout cap or visor to keep the sun out of your eyes!

4. Embrace the Shade: Find a Cool Spot for Your Workout 🌳

If you’re hitting the outdoors, try to find shaded areas like under a tree or near a building. Parks and trails with plenty of shade are perfect for outdoor cardio or stretching. Alternatively, consider working out indoors in a well-ventilated space or gym where the AC is your best friend.

5. Listen to Your Body: Know When to Take a Break 🛑

Heat can be draining, so it’s essential to listen to your body. If you start feeling dizzy, overly fatigued, or overheated, it’s okay to take a break. Cool down with some water and find a shady spot to rest. Your health always comes first, babe!

6. Refresh with Cool Treats: Post-Workout Snacks 🍓

Reward yourself with a refreshing post-workout treat! Think cool smoothies, ice-cold fruit, or chilled yogurt. These will not only help you cool down but also replenish your energy and nutrients.

Fun Summer Workout Ideas to Keep You Moving ☀️

Bored of your usual routine? Here are some fun and effective summer workout ideas that are perfect for beating the heat:

Outdoor Yoga: Find a shady spot and flow through your poses. The gentle breeze and the calming environment will help you stay relaxed and cool.

Swimming: It’s a fantastic full-body workout that keeps you cool. Dive into the pool for a swim or try some water aerobics for a refreshing exercise session.

Hiking: Hit the trails early in the morning or late in the evening. Hiking is a great way to enjoy nature and get a solid workout without the intense heat of midday.

Beach Workouts: If you’re near the coast, use the sand for resistance exercises. Running on the beach or doing bodyweight exercises with the waves as your backdrop is both challenging and scenic.

Tennis: Ready to serve up some fun? Tennis is an awesome way to stay active and beat the heat. Playing early in the morning or later in the evening means you’ll avoid the peak sun, and the game itself will keep you moving and motivated. Plus, it’s a great way to work on your agility and coordination while having a blast with friends.

Final Thoughts, Gorgeous: Keep It Cool & Confident 🌟

Working out in the summer heat might come with its challenges, but with the right approach, it can be totally manageable – and even enjoyable! Remember, the key is to stay hydrated, dress smart, and listen to your body. Whether you’re rocking an early morning jog, a refreshing swim, a fun tennis match, or a chill yoga session, you’re not just working out; you’re boosting your confidence, health, and overall well-being.

So, get out there and own your summer workouts with that fabulous attitude of yours. You’ve got this, babe! 💋✨

What’s your favorite way to stay active in the summer heat? Let’s swap tips and tricks in the comments – I’m all ears for your workout secrets! 💕

[aspiring-writer-hidden-voice]

Dream-Fanfiction: MHA x F!Reader

Hello, loves! SuntoryAngel here! Lots of my works are dream inspired and I can’t tell you how excited I am about this piece! A few things are different than they were in the dream I had for personal identity reasons (don’t need someone to go “wait, I think I know this person!” then have to deal with the whole awkward situation that would ensue) but it still came out pretty good in my opinion!

F!Reader x various; pronouns are “She/Her”; Age: All characters are 18+ Warnings: Language, triggers, suggestive themes, 18+ will be marked with a 🔥 for soft nsfw, lemony, spicy, goodness!

The tip of your shoe tapped against the linoleum floor as each person who passed you offered brief smiles or nods in greeting. Reflected within the stainless steel beams that supported the domed ceiling above your head was a sky worthy of stealing away every artist’s breath with its stunning display of colors that bloomed from the distant horizon peeking from between the mountain range craggy peaks. A window to your right revealed that the sun still had yet to rise, a glance at the large clock also confirming that you were early, then settled your gaze once more upon the gates which the person you waited for would be coming through.

Apparently a student from some prestigious school overseas was coming on a short experimental trial period to help them hone their “hero” skills. Part of you was hopeful that they would send someone who you could take one look then send them back without all the fuss of paperwork or wasting the precious time your family had, the other clung to the small fraction that the person would actually have something to offer. Optimism wasn’t your greatest feature though, as many in this city would argue once getting a good look at you. Facing you or not they would each find something appealing about either your face and chest, behind or legs, a hand rising to brush the fallen locks out of your face thanks to a wayward breeze carrying the hints of humidity.

Wonderful.

A deep inhale through your nose threatened to make the shirt you wore strain against the buttons struggling to contain your breasts. The alarm had woken you late, despite making absolutely sure that it was correctly working when you went to bed, so you’d tossed on the closest things in reach while racing about your bedroom; button up plaid shirt that was definitely a size too small to fit your figure but it was the jeans that hugged your lower portion that made your squirm and cheeks warm the most. Honestly you’d thought you had gotten rid of all the low rise super skinny pants that your cousin had passed down to you. It was so hard to move that you deemed them impractical in your lifestyle so somehow a pair had escaped the purge you’d carried out a few months back. Pitch black heavy duty boots donned your feet, making them look nearly twice the size they actually are, your care smaller than a grain of dust when recalling how often they had saved you from a broken ankle or worse.

Impatience began to grow within your being as another glance to the time revealed that only a minute had passed since the last. Time was crawling at a snails pace today, heck even a tortoise would moving faster than this, but you rested back against a beam with a sigh. It’s not like you could make that plane or train go any faster.

Alarms blared loudly, startling every person around you within the station, your gaze instantly honing on the window as a low rumble was heard. A curse slipped from between your lips as you abandoned the position to instead sprint until coming to a sliding halt upon the train’s platform with your neck craned as far as it could reach. Another rock slide on the tracks? It didn’t seem too horrible as you squinted against the rising sun that was behind the mess. Your lips tilted upwards in the corners. Now that you could help with.

Your hand waved in the direction of an officer, earning the green light for you to go on ahead, and you eagerly jumped from the concrete to land with both feet planted upon the rough mountain surface beside the tracks. Cracks filled the air as you stretched for a moment to better ensure that you wouldn’t hurt yourself or strain the muscles that you would need later and slammed your palms against the ground. “Rock Reconstruction!”

What should have been immobile stone and rock beneath your hands and the train tracks rippled like water as it followed your line of sight to the large obstruction in the distance. Just as it reached the meddlesome blockage was when something practically exploded from the other side, causing boulders and rubble to come shooting at you like cannonballs, the air ringing with the screams of those who had migrated out to the platform to watch, your eyes widening as one particularly large piece of stone approached too fast for you to dodge. Both of your hands rose in time with faint hope that your quirk would be enough to at least split it in half and felt heat creep up your face when instead of the rough gritty surface it was met with the firm toned planes of a masculine chest that was inches from your face.

“Sorry about that, I should’ve been a bit more careful with that punch of mine! You’re not hurt, are ya?”

Lack of caffeine and sleep caused your temper to instantly rise to its boiling point as the person retreated thanks to your shove. “The hell were you thinking, you dumbass?!” Your shriek echoed off the surrounding mountain landscape as the first few rays of sunshine finally spilled over the horizon, muscles within your brows and jaw twitching as you glared up at the person whose hands instantly rose in a non-defensive manner as you took a heavy step towards them. “You should’ve waited for the professionals to come dig you out or someone who better knows how to handle this terrain like myself! That little stunt you pulled could’ve nearly caused another slide or worse hurt someone up there on the platform!”

“I—”

“No, you listen to me! I’m the only person around here who’d be able to clear all that without use of a team but what did you do? You went off on your own as if you were some kind of hero gallivanting around without a care of how your actions could affect the people here!” You turned on your heel with a shout up to the officer who had appeared, sighing when they reported that no one had been injured as you feared. “Consider yourself lucky then.” Your hand took firm hold of their shirt, expecting them to fight against you when a tug forced them to turn towards the platform but huffed when they instead allowed you to lead them fully. “I suggest you get your ass up there and wait quietly until—”

“(Y/N)?!”

Blinking, you slowly turned towards the stranger and blinked with a jaw threatening to drop as the literal giant’s features were revealed by the rising sun’s rays. Carmine eyes, sharp white teeth that were visible thanks to a wide grin, crimson hair standing upright, wide set shoulders that looked as though they could rival the titan Atlas, their clothing barely capable of concealing the bulging muscles that threatened to tear the flimsy cloth from his being if he so much as inhaled too deeply. “Whose asking?” They came closer, invading your personal space much to your displeasure, but now that you could clearly see their face a dull bell in the back of your mind rang loudly. Realization crashed down on you with more force than a stick of dynamite as a person that you’d thought you would never see again grinned wider. “No freakin’ way…Eijiro Kirishima?!”

. . . .

“Why didn’t you tell me that the student coming from overseas was him of all people?!” You shrieked while resting your head against the table’s wood grain surface, unable to look away from the window where he could be seen conversing with a growing crowd who had instantly attached themselves to his side. The entire trip back from the station had been spent with you two sharing brief glances when the other wasn’t looking, as if neither of you were able to fully comprehend just who was in the neighboring seat, unable to pay much attention to anything else. Just now, sitting at the kitchen table surrounded by the various multitude of baked goods that your mother had baked in preparation for some event at her mom group, was where the situation smacked the ever living shit out of you. “And now he’s going to stay here for a whole month?! You could’ve at least given me some sort of warning or something!”

“Honey, we thought it would be a great surprise now stop being so dramatic and open up the window so I can air out the kitchen, all these pies are giving me a sugar high just from their smells.” A woman dressed in a cherry patterned apron rolled her eyes while passing you with a light nudge to your arm.

A large hand came down on your shoulder, bringing your attention up to the man who had come in covered in a dark tan and was sweating profusely. Your father reminded most of Paul Bunion from the old legends with his size and impressive strength but it was his resting scowl face that had earned him a reputation amongst the city. “Your ma wasn’t tryin’ to hide nothin’ from ya, darlin, so suck it up and go show the boy where he’s sleeping before I chase off those trespassers myself.”

“One look at you and they’d go running for the next state.” Your mother cooed playfully while pressing a quick kiss to his cheek in passing.

Gagging, you quickly rose to your feet and slipped from the room while opening every window along the way to fulfill the earlier request to save yourself a shouting match later. The family dynamic in this house was a bit odd, earning more than its fair share of people who questioned if there was any love at all within these walls, but once you hung around for long enough it was clear to see that your family’s method of expressing it was very much unique. Your footsteps across the beautifully stained floorboards gave way to carpet as you paused to slip on a pair of shoes to step out onto the wrap around porch of the three split level house, locking your eyes on the crowd that still seemed to be growing. “Those of you who aren’t clients of ‘Rock-venture’ or have a valid reason to be here, I suggest you get lost before the authorities are called. You’ll have plenty of time to throw yourself at him in the future but for now we simply ask that you get off our property.” Several members of the crowd visibly shivered at your stone cold tone that remained business-like, though your gaze shone with hidden warning for those who looked ready to argue, and smirked as one by one each of the people who had followed the pickup home dispersed until it was just the two of you.

“Phew! Didn’t think that was gonna happen since I haven’t even graduated yet!” He bowed his head in your direction slightly, smile becoming apologetic. “Hopefully it won’t be a problem, me being here and all, I don’t want to put your fam in any trouble.”

A harsh laugh slipped between your lips as he approached the steps that would bring him up to the patio where you were standing. “Trust me, its nothing new and we have plenty of countermeasures here so you can rest easy, Mr-Big-Shot-Hero-From-Japan-Red-Riot.”The smile raising your lips softened when he plopped down on a step, almost making you think that it wouldn’t be capable of holding his weight as he sighed. Somehow, someway, that stern exterior that you’d created was slowly being chipped away with every smile he flashed or call of your name that came from his lips. How long has it been since you’d allowed yourself to fully relax? You couldn’t remember and honestly didn’t care as his head fell back to rest on the next stair so that your gazes could meet. “They give you the contacts of the families who will be taking you in, right? Seriously, Eiji, you could’ve at least called first.”

“And ruin the surprise?” He shook his head. “I was super excited when I saw your family’s name on the list of those who would be willing to participate in the foreign training program so of course I had to sign up!” Seriousness filled his features as he sat upright when you shifted down to the stair just above the one he was seated on, raising an eyebrow when he held up a fist easily bigger than the heart in your chest.

Without hesitation, your own lightly bumped against his…then lifted to tap the top…fingers splaying so that they wiggled against his much larger and calloused digits…pinkies entwining for a split second…palms meeting in a loud “smack”…then resting against the others with pinky and thumbs wrapping around the remained upright three fingers. “As if I would forget that handshake,” you chided while clicking your tongue but unable to stop yourself from giggling as he used your joined hands to pull you forward enough that your foreheads met, “you’re the one you came up with it and insisted that we use it whenever we crossed paths.”

His gaze was so gentle when it met your own that it threatened to make your heart race. “I sure missed you, (Y/N).”

“Missed me? I’m surprised you even remember me.” You scoff while resting back against the railing made of black steel, a sense of loss filling you when your hands separated fully. “We were barely six when my mother left Japan so that we could move to the states and be closer to the old man. I figured you’d forgotten all about me by this point and trust me when I say that realizing it was you that I was supposed to be picking up at the station was quite the shocker for me.” One of your hands rose, ruffling the wild crimson hair atop of his head. “I still can’t get over this wild do you have. Is this a fashion thing?”

“Not quite.” He chuckled lightly. “I needed to do a little something to help my motivation and self esteem once my quirk started activating. This was what came to mind.”

A giggle rose in your throat while taking in his full appearance. Gone was the little boy who would avoid all confrontations if it could be helped, flashing a grin even when someone was making fun of his teeth, long black hair replaced by the bright hue before you. The muscles you’d seen earlier were now on full display thanks to the fact that he’d shed his coat, revealing a dark vest beneath that had ripped armholes and a workout tee beneath that was tucked inside the low waistband of black loose fitting pants that ended at the pair of sneakers that covered his feet. There didn’t look to be a hint or trace of unnecessary fat on his entire body, that you could see at least, until your gaze rose up to his face. His skin was a bit fairer than yours but you spent pretty much all of your time outside so the tan you sported wasn’t near that which your father sported yet it definitely was the envy of many whenever you wore clothes that properly showed it off. Those eyes of his were a bit shadowed from lack of sleep but they shone with hidden strength and determination that was evident in the body he had. He was an impressive sight to behold, one that threatened to steal your breath away as you shifted closer so that your beings were less than a foot apart. “I can see that’s not the only thing that’s changed. You’ve come a long way and I don’t mean distance, haven’t you, Eiji?”

“Speak for yourself,” he chuckled while wiggling his eyebrows, taking a moment to allow his gaze to dart across your being. “Have you seen yourself?” The air rang with the smack of your palm against his cheek; it was such a light impact and lack of force behind it conveyed how you were more amused than angry at his words.. “Just stating how you’re not the only one who was in shock. Heck, I thought a freaking nymph or mountain fairy had popped up out of nowhere like in a video game!”

“Now I know you’re lying. I am nowhere near that petite or pretty so I suggest you save those flirtatious words for your fans if they happen to come back.”

Those large shoulders of his rose upwards in a shrug. “Why would I pay them any mind when I’ve got a cutie like you here?”

Your eyes rolled. “Trust me, there are prettier girls in the city than me. Soon you’ll see just how much I pale in comparison—”

“Doubt it.”

Heat tingled beneath your cheeks at his words, finding yourself being pierced by his unwavering gaze that bore into your own as he shifted even closer. Oxygen abandoned you as his toothy grin became something more borderline to a smile that you’d only seen on your parents’ faces when they thought they were alone and it made butterflies flutter within your stomach when his hand found yours that had been resting on the stair. Had his fingers always so warm as they slowly entwined with yours?

“Oi, (Y/N), that medieval troupe will be here in early evening! If you’re gonna be done by then, shouldn’t ya start now?”

You shot to your feet with a sharp inhale, fanning your surely flaming face as you hurried down the steps at the shout that came from within the house. “Shit! I’m going, I’m going!” The sound of heavy footfalls behind you were enough to give away that Eijiro was following. Should you tell him to stay back or let him tag along?

“Just tell me whatcha need and I’ll help out anyway I can!” He grinned while matching your stride as if it were easier than breathing. “That’s why I’m here, right? To help out and learn?”

A nod bobbed your head. “Just try not to get in my way, okay? This is going to be tricky business and I can’t have you distracting me when I need to focus.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

Sliding to a halt, you couldn’t help but laugh as he saluted in your direction then gazed out in wonder at the rocky landscape before you. “Brace yourself, it’s always a bit unsettling when people first see my quirk in action.” Your cellphone was retrieved from its pocket, flashing him the image of an old styled arena, and had him hold it as you rolled your shoulders in preparation for the work ahead.

. . . .

His jaw was still gaping when you both slid into the seats at the vacant kitchen bar several hours later, your head falling to meet its cool marble surface and sighing as it soothed your warm skin. “That was incredible! Your quirk is freaking amazing, (Y/N), you can transform rocks into anything you want?!”

“Just as it sounds.” You groaned while shifting so that your gazes could meet and found his to be sympathetic. “My quirk is ‘Rock Manipulation’ so it allows me to alter stone into whatever shape or formation that I need. That’s how I was able to move that rockslide earlier so that the tracks could be cleared.” The palm of his hand met your back, where it rubbed upwards then down and earned your hum of appreciation. “Don’t worry, I’ll be back on my feet in a few hours. Pops and the rest of the crew can handle setting up the rest and then we can go check out the renaissance festivities tomorrow if you’re not too tired.”

“I’m used to training hard so don’t you worry about me.” It wasn’t a boast, every word radiated with truth as he looked down on you with concern. “You need me to get you anything?”

You wanted to shake your head and tell him that a hot shower was all you needed but an ache had grown within your chest while watching as he helped your father place the final touches upon the arena for the coming clients. Your family owned and operated the biggest mountainside venue on this side of the entire continent. Groups, businesses, small organizations, weddings, your family’s venue has hosted nearly every kind of even one could come up with in the last twelve years thanks to your quirk. It had been such a blessing in your parents’ eyes that you were able to help bring in such a large monetary gain to the family woodworking business and honestly you just felt better having one in the first place rather than being born quirkless like several others of your generation were afraid of.

“So you’re a senior already, huh? Congrats on being almost done.”

He blinked, moving back to his stool that was beside your own. “Aren’t you one too?”

A satisfied smirk raised your lips. “Graduated just last spring. Busted my butt with those extracurricular college credit courses so that I could help out around here more while debating on what I want to do for the rest of my life.”

It was clear that he heard your heavy tone of uncertainty, judging from how he maneuvered his stool closer to yours so that his shoulder lightly bumped against your haunched frame. His gaze held no judgement as it calmly met your own while resting his head alongside yours on the marble surface. “No rush, ‘kay? Take all the time you need to figure that out.”

“Easy for you to say.” Your eyes threatened to roll if not for the sincerity that radiated from his being when he came closer still.

“Sure I might be setting out to be a pro hero but you shouldn’t let anything hold you back from pursuing what you want.”

Self loathe filled you while seeing that steadfast determination shine brightly within his carmine eyes. “I honestly have no idea what to do, Eiji, this and school is all I have ever known and I don’t want to sound ungrateful of having what I do…” A heavy sigh slipped between your lips as faint prickling rose behind your eyes. “…I’m so comfortable here yet it’s like something out in the big world is trying to get me to leave and I don’t know what I should do. I can’t just leave everything I’ve ever known…” Your words faded into silence as his side fully met your own courtesy of an arm wrapping around your shoulders.

“Not gonna lie, it’s pretty scary out there,” he began while ensuring that your gaze remained locked with his own, “but I’m as strong as I am because of it. None of the stuff I know now could be learned in a book or by watching a DIY video off the web.”

“You’re talking about the League of Villains and that All for One guy, huh?” Your lips lifted into a sheepish smile. “Of course the whole world would know about all that. Should’ve seen the way pops was glued to the tv during the entire broadcasts of that whole mess. I still can’t believe all that happened and then you tell me it was your class who was involved in not only those but that huge mess at some training camp?” A hand slipped across the smooth polished surface to rest upon his forearm, earning a blink from the hero in training as you shifted your head closer to his so that your temples met. “I can’t imagine what going through all that, Eijiro, and I doubt that I could ever be as strong as you when faced with situations like that.”

What you was sure to be a blush rose within your cheeks as he gave your shoulders a squeeze that caused your forms to meet more, allowing his body heat to slowly permeate yours the longer he held you close. An unreadable expression was on his face as you blinked up at him when he shifted so that you were facing one another with a tilt of the stools you were seated in. Now you were so close that his breath was wafting your face with each exhale that he exhumed but you couldn’t muster the thought or energy to move away from him. “I think you’d be surprised by your own strength, (Y/N). I hope you never have to go through what we did. I hope to whatever higher power there is that you are spared going through something so…so…”

“For the love of— What the heck are you two still doing up?” The two of you sprung apart as the burly figure that was your father lumbered in, making a beeline for the refrigerator where he disappeared for a few seconds before sliding a foil covered casserole dish and several small containers that were labeled as side dishes. “Eat then get to bed, both of ya. I’m gonna need your help tomorrow especially, big boy, so I don’t wanna hear any complaining tomorrow that ya didn’t get ‘nough rest.” He appeared with a hearty portion of beer batter bread between his teeth, brandishing a butter knife at the red head who grinned. “I mean it.”

“You can count on me to give everything I’ve got, sir, and I doubt you’ll hear me utter a peep!”

The larger man seemed to regard the teen with a narrowed gaze before huffing and vanished in the direction of the front porch with a plate where a stacked sandwich could be seen. “Move your asses. I don’t wanna see ya still sittin’ there when I’m done.”

Neither of you had to be told twice.

. 🔥 . 🔥 . 🔥 .

A small smile raised your lips as you carefully pinned a photograph to the string that held several others, the camera responsible for capturing the visage that was the two of you enjoying a treat together. Beside it was another that captured the moment of shock upon the blacksmith’s face when your childhood friend managed to outstrength him in lifting a heavy piece of armor. Your tiny little digital camera paled in comparison to the one on your phone but you preferred using the smaller device because it was easier to transport and didn’t have to haggle with the security or multitude of apps that would threaten to distract you. It was honestly quite old, a hand me down from your mom, yet you couldn’t imagine using anything else besides the little red device.

Glancing at the wall calendar decorated with various much smaller snapshots revealed that the end of the month was tomorrow.

Meaning that this was his last night in the States…with you.

How had time slipped through your fingers so quickly? It seemed like only yesterday that he had just arrived. The vast span of recently printed photos argued that fact though as you sighed; he’d been a huge help with all the recent events such as the wedding of a close family friend and the mayor of the city had even hosted a special “thank you” conference for the teams who had been working hard on the upgrades of the train station to make it safer and faster. There had been a devastating storm about a week past where you’d been called upon to create a temporary dam to stop a flash flood and only with Eijiro’s assistance had you managed to put one up before a family’s residence had been swept away.

If only you’d had your camera at the time to capture how amazing he looked while showcasing the hero skills he had. It wasn’t like watching art in motion, he was definitely more clumsier than that, but it was still breathtaking to behold as he used his quirk to break down the boulders too large for you to manipulate. The sheer power he wielded was awesome yet the grin had never left his face as he rendered each obstacle to near dust.

The faint sounds of water that you’d been faintly listening to suddenly stopped, effectively cutting off the thought’s trail. Your attention was diverted to the bedroom door as footfalls that weren’t your father’s trodded from the bathroom to the room you’d shown him yesterday as where he’d be sleeping. Seemed like he was done with his shower. Grabbing your towel once kicking the discarded pants that you’d shed the best moment presented itself, somehow managing to have worn those leg strangling jeans two days in a row thanks to your mother taking the laundry, you raked a hand through your hair to work out any kinks while making your way down the hallway to the bathroom door and froze at the sight that was on the other side when it swung open.

There was just enough light coming out of the room that was his to illuminate a scene straight out of one of those steamy romance novels turned into movies.

Crimson hair that once stood up was now laying flat against his skull, causing tiny rivers of leftover water to trail down his neck and shoulders where they seemed to encourage your gaze to follow more along the passages between his muscular torso. Absolute total mind failure occurred to you when the blood in your veins warmed upon seeing the mighty span of toned chest that looked far too big for any kind of clothing to contain. The ground might as well have disappeared out from under you when struggling to swallow the lump that had risen within your throat that suddenly felt parched when the droplets of water trailed lower to linger along the planes of a defined V which disappeared dangerously low beneath the border of a familiar towel.

“H-holy…” you swallowed thickly when seeing the fabric of the towel protrude slightly with an impressive length that made your eyes boggle at its girth. “…shit.”

Whatever that had held his attention up until this point must have not been enough to distract him from your hoarse whispers, carmine gaze meeting your own that was quickly accompanied by a dark blush that slowly bloomed within his cheeks when finding you standing in the hallway like a deer in headlights. “I-I forgot my hygiene bag.” His voice came out a bit gruff, almost husky, as if he had just run a marathon through a desert while holding up a small bag just barely big enough to hold the razor and a few other items visible via the partially opened zipper.

Suddenly you were very aware of your state of dress. Legs that had been confined within that denim prison were now fully bare from the tips of your toes all the way up to where the oversized tee shirt ended just before the junction that was your womanhood that was concealed by a pair of black bikini style underwear. It partner, a padded bra, was somewhere inside your bedroom having also been shed the second you’d retired for the night, meaning that now with the neckline of the shirt dipping dangerously low on your chest revealed the beginnings of two shapely mounds. Though the shirt was oversized it still somehow seemed to be fitted enough around your upper torso to showcase that you indeed had shapely curves and assets that couldn’t be ignored by anyone.

That included the red head before you as his gaze slowly darkened several shades.

“S-s-sorry,” you stammered while retreating a step that was supposed to take you back towards the sanctuary that was your bedroom.

Fate had other plans.

Instead of stepping out into the hallway, you felt a puddle cause the floor to disappear and momentum to carry you forward with gravity’s assistance until you collided with something solid as your knees smacked the floor. Your eyes widened in horror as the reflex that had caused your mouth to gape somehow managed to cause something to become shoved within. The first bodily reaction you had was to gag as whatever it was brushed the back of your throat, the second was to clamp it shut to prevent the object from sinking farther inside, the third and final was to stare with doe wide eyes as a deep throated groan filled the air while a pair of hands that probably had meant to help stop your fall tightened their hold upon your shoulders.

Shoved between your jaws was a scarcely concealed article of flesh that was steadily growing hard with each passing second that you remained in this position and it was as if lightning had struck your being when realizing just what it was: his member.

His expression, which had been caught in surprise initially at the turn of events became tainted with something else that you couldn’t distinguish as you slipped free of his hold and with a high pitched apology disappeared back within your bedroom’s sanctity, hands shaking as they rose to cover your burning face as emotions flooded your veins like wildfire.

It was nothing more than an accident, you honestly were beating yourself more than you should’ve been since it was his fault for not cleaning up the bathroom floor, yet now you had an ache beginning to grow within your core that was steadily spreading warmth throughout your body. Eijiro’s visage had burned itself into your memory like a branding iron even though your eyes were clenched closed. Even now you could practically see those muscles of his moving fluidly whenever he moved and saliva flooded your mouth when imaging how the water would taste if you were to lick it off his skin with that deep groan of his ringing loudly in your ears.

“No, stop it!” Your head shook while burying it within your pillow plushie. “He’s your childhood friend, damnit, it’s wrong of you to be thinking stuff like that!”

The breath you were in the process of taking stalled when you found it moist and glanced at the hanging mirror beside the doorframe to find your eyes brimming with tears. Were you seriously crying? Why? Frustration? Anger at yourself? Or the sadness that would come with morning’s light that would lead to his departure?

That was when it hit you of why you were feeling the way you did.

A tilt of your head caused the shadow of your bangs to fall over your eyes, effectively hiding them from the mirror’s reflective surface as you slowly stood from the bed. It all made sense now. How could you have been so stupid?

No normal person would find themselves transfixed whenever he flashed that grin of his…

Butterflies wouldn’t dance in their stomach every time he teased…

Blood would definitely not feel as though it was ignited whenever he accidentally touched you…

Every single smile and touch flashed within your mind’s eye as you slowly walked to the bedroom door. You’ve seen how he was with his fans and the way he’d been treating you was vastly different than all the times someone would throw themselves at him just for the chance for an autograph. Was it possible…? Did you dare to hope…”

The door creaked open with a swing as you slipped back out into the hallway, your feet stepping lightly across the hardwood floors until coming to a stop before the spare bedroom. Your hand that had been twitching as if wanting to clench into a fist rose to rap your knuckles. Shuffling came from inside for several seconds until footsteps approached the other side, the slab of wood that was the door that separated you two swinging inward to reveal a fully clothed Eijiro who smiled when seeing it was you on the other side. As if anyone else was going to be standing where you were since your parents were out of town for some big bingo thing or something.

“Oh, hey, (Y/N)! I thought you went to bed already!” A large hand rose to the back of his head. “Listen, about earlier—”

“Can I come in?”

He didn’t look at all surprised by you cutting him off and opened the door wider with his smile becoming hesitant. “S-sure.”

You could feel his gaze closely following as you crossed the room until you slipped onto the bed with folded knees tucked underneath your figure. It wasn’t for several seconds that he closed the door and followed your footsteps until he reached the bed’s foot. “Eijiro, I want you to be fully honest with me, okay?” Seriousness permeated the air at your words as you gestured for him to sit across from you, which he obliged and only then did you raise your head high enough for your gaze to meet his own. “I don’t know how things work back there but here we have a saying: ‘live in the present, for if you spend your time looking at the past you’ll miss what’s in front of you, so live in the moment even if it’s going to bring tears’. The last month you’ve spent here has taught me a lot of things, many of which I’ll never be able to express, but there’s one thing I want to ask before you leave tomorrow: do you like me?”

He blinked as you shuffled forward, your cheeks burning when your hands rose to lightly cup his own, but he didn’t stop you as you rose as high as you could to bring your faces closer. “Please believe me when I say that I didn’t want to hurt you…” his whisper was almost too soft for you to catch as one of his hands found the curve of your waist, the simple motion causing the heat in your stomach to twist at the contact. The lids of his eyes slowly drifted down as your fingers traced the planes that were his face. “I tried not to but I just couldn’t help myself.”

“The only one you ended up hurting was yourself.” You blinked away the tears that threatened to form as he gasped when your torsos brushed, his other hand reflexively slipped to rest between your shoulders as your balance nearly toppled. “If you had just come out and said what you were feeling then we could’ve spent all of this time doing other things.”

“But it wouldn’t be fair to you—”

“Do you like me?”

Eijiro’s expression became something borderline agony filled but there was no denying the affection that now burned brightly within his eyes. “So much it hurts but—”

The rest of his sentence was cutoff by the sealing of your lips against his own, that groan you’d heard earlier sounding within the back of his throat as you fully pressed yourself against his being and humming softly when feeling his much firmer build slowly press you backwards until the bed met your back. “I’m a big girl, Eiji,” you growled lowly once moving your lips to his ear where you teased the sensitive shell with the tip of your tongue. The tears you’d been trying to fight off betrayed you as he rose up onto his elbows so that your gazes could meet. You’d never seen such beautiful eyes in your entire life; blazing infernos so full of emotion and glittering like gemstones that you couldn’t help but be breathless as they bore into your own. A shiver passed down your spine when a tilt of his head caused the hand still cupping his cheek to be within range of his mouth and the sharp tug of his teeth made your heart race wildly. “I don’t care that you’re leaving tomorrow, I’m not going to be so selfish as to beg you to stay when you have a dream that you’re pursuing,” you croaked around the lump in your throat, “so just give me tonight and I’ll be happy.”

His near animalistic growl of your name was your only warning as his head dipped down to the crook of your shoulder and the world was swallowed as those sharp teeth of his nibbled on your skin. 🤭🤭🤭

And that is where I woke up! Hope you enjoyed!

[yoongsisbae]

I've spent an embarrassing amount of time on the last of us! I haven't seen Little Joe, but I do know what I'm doing this weekend now.

There hasn't been a series of yours that I haven't been completely obsessed with but I think the takeover just took top spot. Any story that can pull physical reactions out of me is top tier in my book. I love anything scary/thriller, its my favorite genre and you write it so well.

I did feel kind of bad for Joon but to be completely honest, he just seems kind of off? I definitely wouldn't trust him either. I'm buzzing with anticipation because why do they want her back at Bangtan so bad? Why is she singled out like that? Aside from the obvious reasons, it just feels like there's more to it than that, especially with her instincts so sharp that she knew to run immediately.

Aside from the general creepiness, I am loving the banter and the thick ass sexual tension. Jin really just went for it and I can respect that, it was hot as f u c k. Poor Yoongs 😂😂 man was just trying to get a little relief, and Tae was trying so I'll give him an A for effort lmao

But seriously the smut is 🤌🏽🔥

I'm definitely looking forward to any and all updates and will probably never shut up about this story.

🛸

It's been awhile since I've gotten a comment like this on one of my series 🥺 thank you bae 💗💗 you've inspired me to work on it now.

I get comments that I should be scarier lol I appreciate you think I'm doing well 😅 I will try my best to amp it up next chapter too!

Ahh the warehouse trio and her spent a good amount of time together and yet I still feel it was so short lived 😭 hopefully Yoongi gets a chance to be properly....relieved 🙊

Since you mentioned Joonie and since you really inspired me to write, here's a sneak peak into the next chapter with him OHOHOHO

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“Did you see that?” A scientist to the right of Namjoon asks softly in disbelief as they all stare at you behind the one way mirror. Namjoon watches the rise and fall of your chest as you begin to hyperventilate, his eyes never leaving sight of you. 

You try to move and slip on blood, stumbling over to the cell door, banging on class and screaming in anger. Namjoon watches you immobile while you release all your anxiety and grief. He bites the inside of his cheek and breathes slowly as to not start crying, wishing he could be so free with his emotions as you do, wishing he had your courage, and wishing he could hug you and hold you close. You reluctantly fall to the ground when no one comes, sitting against the door, now facing him, and though Namjoon knows you can’t see him, he meets your watery eyes and doesn’t look away.

To the left of him, your father clears his throat, beckoning the scientist over, and says in the same stern tone Namjoon has gotten used to “Clean it up. Take some blood samples…from both of them.”

He turns his head to Namjoon, done with watching your outburst. “You remember your mission, Cadet?”

[theresthesnitch]

I just read Ignite and OH MY GOD ITS AMAZING

I only just got round to reading it but it’s stuck in my head and I can’t stop thinking about it

Just the right level of hotness and romance and danger and everything else in between

Also JAMES IS SO KIND AND SWEET AND HOT AND OMG why can’t real life men he like him I ask you

Oh and girl you did NOT disappoint with the fire metaphors 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Do you have a sneak peak of the next chapter? (Totally okay if you don’t I just can’t get enough of it aha)

Cant wait for the next update!!!!!!! <3

Hello, lovely. Thank you for making my day. Literally, this is so kind, I'm melting over here.

I'm really glad you mention the fire metaphors because every time I write one in, I wonder if I've taken it too far. And let's not discuss the ones I removed.

You can absolutely have a sneak peek. Here's a bit of a longer part from a scene I'm just completely in love with.

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"I've just spoken with Dumbledore, and the two of you shall be opening the ball."

"What?" Lily turned her head to find that she and James had spoken at the same time. James looked frustrated.

"I don't actually know what opening a ball means." Lily looked between them.

"Dancing, Lily. They want us to dance."

Lily felt her stomach drop. "Um. I don't know how to dance."

McGonagall pursed her lips. "Yes, I assumed as much. Mr. Potter, you can dance?"

"Of course, Professor."

"Good." McGonagall looked down at her watch. "You have ten minutes to get Ms. Evans ready." She walked over to the door, before looking back at them. "Good luck."

James and Lily were left alone in the quiet room. They at each other, each unsure how to proceed. Lily finally broke the silence. "So, we have to dance."

James sighed and looked away. "I guess so." He looked back at Lily, and must have seen something in her face, because his features suddenly morphed into a look of compassion. "It will be alright, Lily. It's not that difficult."

Lily felt a harsh bubble of panicked laughter escaped her throat. "Easy to say when you've had lessons. I have no idea what to do."

James smiled warmly at her. "That's why you're lucky to have me as a partner. I dance well enough for the both of us. If you can follow my lead, you can dance." James extended his arm and held out a hand to her. "C'mere."

Lily walked forward and placed her hand in his. He drew her to him, bringing her so close to him that she could feel his body radiating heat. He grabbed her other hand, moving it to his shoulder, and placed his hand on her waist. He lowered his head to whisper in her ear. "Dancing is a lot like shagging, and I already know we're great at that. Just follow my lead, Lily. I got you."

That phrase. She didn't know if he knew what it did to her ever since he said it during their first time together, but it nearly brought her to her knees.

Whatever his intended effect, Lily felt her nerves lessen. He had never let her down before, so she didn't expect he would now.

[sasorikigai]

“It is right to seek peace for the dead. You and I both know there is no peace for those who live after.” ( Shinigami!Ryou @ Hades!Hanzo tho )

♡ The Song Of Achilles Sentence Starters ♡ || @sonxflight || accepting

▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🔥 || Life tends to make a quantum leap, becoming a game of survival against an indomitable plague of dissociative amnesia; how Hanzo Hasashi’s memories become frightfully disorganized until he is straddling between the pendulum of sanity and chaos, watching the scope of his subconsciousness shrink and stretch. It’s an insufferable amount of regret, remorse, shame, and sorrow, further accumulated in eons of his undesired life, as he willingly dragged himself into this painfully parasitic dissociation by his wrongful retributions, now watching over not only the unfortunate Shirai Ryu innocents, including the Hasashi family, but of those who perished under the magmatic hellfire of his twisted, bitter injustice. They all become this impulsive gnawing, and an omnipotent numbness that pervades every atom of his immortal flesh when he walks through the dimly lit, moribund hallway, filled with the unmistakable stench of ferrous sanguine and its inevitable decay. 

How his realm has became an obsolescent sanctuary for the forgotten; including his human self. His grieving, not only the loss of his beloved Harumi and Satoshi’s corporeal presence, but of their spiritual, for their thinning presence meant the infinite absences to come. And how he had gotten so desperate, downright zealous and obsessive towards anything involuntary, invariable pursuit of anything that subtracts from reality. Hanzo would find himself plunging into the depths of his most precious reminiscence, as he would find himself waking in the impervious dark, as he would gently stride in the dark blindly, to meet the moonlight of her splendor radiance and Satoshi’s bright smile as his own shimmering eyes meet them in the end. The emanating echo of ephemeral silence would bring him momentary peace, as the seed of life would once again blossom in the realms above, while all the perished attempted to find peace. Unachievable peace on Hanzo Hasashi’s end remaining evermore elusive as he often finds himself desperate and frustrated enough to breathe in, only to release a pained howl. 

In that regard, Nether would have to be cold, hopelessly frigid with emptiness and despair, with solitude and utter loneliness. However, Hanzo’s everburning inferno rages on, with rich emotions, singing righteous songs and picking flames of humanity. The cold would be their natural enemy, for it would possess them down to the bones, leeching out the feeling of helplessness, chattering the teeth, cutting their beauteous songs of life into brittle ribbon. “The ocean of time and the sweet river of life may have long been swept away from our grasp, but such delicate splendor of our love had drowned this particular strife, lest it continues to imbue chaos in the depth of my heart and soul,” the fiery, pulsating walls of this realm may constitute destruction and death itself, but in blazing fire, one may seek eternal peace Hanzo still yearns with wistful, coveting gaze. An effulgent rebirth and reincarnation. 

Deep down the mountainous abyss and towering peaks of this unforgiving realm, would Hanzo somehow live and thrive; unseen by many, yet known to all. Whispers of his name stirring up dualistic, such complex sentiments. For duality teaches humanity that every aspect of life is created from a balanced interaction of opposite and competing forces. Yet these forces are not just opposites; they are complementary. They do not cancel out each other, they merely balance each other like the dual wings of a bird. 

His proud gaze lifts towards his subject; perhaps it was the forgiveness of his inflicted soul which readied an earthly life filled with vitriol ire which helped the demon within him to no longer clutch at his hate. Instead, there is calm and peace, lest it is his weakness, he has found and repented for salvation. The devil will not imprison Hanzo Hasashi’s spirit, as long as he wields the radiant hope to bring the diseased their deserved course of fate. “Lest the concept of peace eludes me still as I descend through drift, to and fro as I try to numb the pain, I find myself always succumbing to such intense feelings of self-loathing. Because it is rather difficult to be both dead and alive, as shrouds of desolate winter and effulgent spring coexist in my heart. However, your presence brings some great peace amidst a devastating wind of chaos. I may continue to bleed with leagues of shattered glass as my wickedness punished me still, but I am no longer lost and drowning in the violent curse of depression enervating my hopeful disposition.”  ▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🔥 ||

[hums410ptrends]

CAN ‘BTS’ BE COMPARED TO ‘THE BEATLES’ ? 🔥

Music is already understood as a phenomenon. In it, having a lot of amazing people who makes music, dance to their music, and performs it.. it's not a surprise anymore having artists being compared to one another making it one of relevant topics for others for the sake of their entertainment . In here, you'll see my insights about it, and also answer the questions provided to enlighten you more about this 'phenomenon' in the music industry.

C a t e g o r y : Arts ��� (performance) 💃🕺

Introduction of the trend phenomenon:

- This phenomenon is a never-ending comparison between a band that is currently at its ‘peak’ and a previously peaked band. And yes, it happens to any boy bands/girl bands. Whenever you visit social networking sites, it could be one direction, ‘Nsync, nirvana, backstreet boys, spice girls, black pink, twice, etc. Curious people simply ask this to compare them on who’s better and why the other one isn’t worthy and all. People always find a way to show off that they know everything about everyone—by pride. I think of it as; If someone who doesn’t have a dog was asked which they prefer, a cat or a dog, and then they answered they like cats better because it’s independent and not clingy. This ‘phenomenon’ started ever since the dawn of time, ever since till now. Groups have come and gone over time. However, they each left an indelible influence on the music industry, making them legends in their own right.

- This trend is a hot trend for fans and even locals who can’t just get enough of achievement and even popularity measuring. Popular groups that have a massive number of fans mean a lot of media attention. Style and music are subjective, some could think this particular group is incredible but some people don’t like it. I can ask a girl from somewhere and they could be a BTS fan, I can ask a man from the ’90s and they could be ‘the Beatles fan. At their peak, these bands are remarkable in their way.

How interesting is this phenomenon to you:

- If I am to rate it from 1 - 10, I’d say it’s a 11/10. I am more than interested in this phenomenon since I am a fan of BTS and tackling anything related to them is considered Marian fuel. Also, the ‘Beatles’ is a band that they say paved the way for boy groups. It’s a band that anyone knows by name even if they don’t know their music. Not just that, Articles about them being compared are off for me. I think that better and best is a relative kind of term. The best group for me, may not be the best for someone else, and someone else’s favorite group may be my least favorite. It’s all just opinions in the end. To each his own, I guess?

What is the impact of this phenomenon on the historical and cultural development of the field where it belongs?

- I think as I’ve seen in a lot of articles, posts, and even tweets; focusing on the k-pop artists BTS, when people make an issue about them, comparing them to other American artists and the likes, provides them a lot of attention from the locals that result to more diverse globalization. According to the world economic forum: from the end of WW II on the 2000 the arrow of cultural globalization pointed only to the English language and American culture. As many countries focused on rebuilding, American culture conquered the world. Even today, the highest-grossing films, albums, and a lot more about performing arts are from America. The impact of this said phenomenon Inspires future artists by showing that language barriers and cultural odds are not a hindrance in becoming a global musical sensation.

Do you think this trending phenomenon will happen again in the near future? Why or why not?

I think.. this phenomenon will happen again in the near future.

- Yes, and I don’t even think it will ever go away. May it be BTS or not, as I’ve said earlier in this post, differentiating or comparing had, has, and will always happen. Boy bands come and go, as someone leaves, someone new will be compared to those who left.

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By: Miclat, Marian Joy V.

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