#i'm just a 3rd year uni student

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I checked out your WIP 😌✨️ It has my interest and I await for the update so my career can flourish. 😈 I'm gonna ruin everyone's day.

LOL being a little chaos gremlin who happens to have deadly skills is always the way to go (jk any way is a good way hopefully)

i recently played through your updated demo as well and i'm <333 you write such compelling characters

[shouyuus]

send me one + a character and i'll write you a drabble

─── 翔陽 INFAMMABLE BRIDGES

shouyou; 1,600 words; sfw, fluff; childhood friends to lovers; 5 times shou remembers + 1 time that you do

he has never been the forgetting kind -- not as a child, when, after the first time you told him you thought daisies were prettier than roses (who likes roses anyway? not you, eughck), he'd shown up at your door with dirty nails and a fistful of road-side daisies. his missing-toothed smile had been wide as a yawning horizon, bright as the first strip of lemon-yellow sunlight on a summer's day.

he's never been the forgetting kind, not as an middle school student -- even though his grades have always been nothing short of abominable, he's never forgotten that you prefer .7 lead over .5 because it's better for doodling in the edges of your notebooks.

"c'mon shou, you gotta focus if you wanna get into a good high school!" you tap your pencil against his mad scribble of illegible notes even as he whines, peering up at you with those honey-warm eyes.

"but its sooooo haaaard," he drops his face to the table, turning to pillow his cheek to the pages of the notebook, uncaring of the fact that when he picks his face back up, it'll be lead-stained. you fight back an exasperated grin, reaching out to wipe at the dark smear.

he pauses for a second at the familiar warmth of your touch. you drop your eyes back to your workbook page, resuming your work. you don't see him reach up to brush his own fingers along the place where your fingertips had touched.

later that night, with the pair of you sprawled out on your couch, flipping through channels till he settles on the sports channel, showing reruns of the local high school volleyball championships, shouyou turns to you with bright eyes and asks --

"hey! if i win the olympics gold medal for volleyball one day, will you marry me?"

you blink owlishly at him, momentarily distracted by the over-eager announcer as they exclaim over another apparently spectacular spike made by a guy named the little giant.

you shrug, "sure -- if you ever get olympics gold."

he's never been the forgetting kind, not as high school student, a even though you're cities apart now -- he shows up at your culture festival, sweaty and out of breath. you blink at him from behind the takoyaki stand, the smell of slightly burnt dough singeing your nostrils.

"s-shou! what're you --"

"s-sorry i'm l-late! h-had to bi-bike across the mountains --" he pants, propping his palms on his knees, careless of the alarmed looks of the other students still queueing up for their takoyakis, "but i d-didn't wanna miss your takoyaki stand!"

you stare, slack-jawed, wracking your brain for when you'd told him (but of course you had; you tell him everything, don't you?).

someone nudges you and you jerk out of your reverie, hurriedly flipping the takoyakis in your pan, grimacing slightly at the burnt backs. you give the queueing customers an apologetic smile as you scoop them out and drizzle them in sauce.

shouyou waits the entire 45 minutes it takes to get to the front of the line, grinning as he hands over a crumpled bill and asks for two servings. you cock your head, but he reaches over to flick at your sweat-beaded forehead.

"one's for you, duh!"

he's never been the forgetting kind, even though you know he spends all his time practicing, and it's hard, being 3rd years, what with uni apps to worry about and careers to consider.

he shows up at your door at 11:54pm, his hair tousled, his cheeks kissed pink by the cold. his breath frosts the air between you as he shoots you a bright grin and holds out a bouquet of flowers (your eyes linger on the tiny white daisies scattered throughout the bouquet like so many handfuls of lost stars).

"congrats on getting into u tokyo!" he pushes the flowers into your hands, glancing up at the darkened sky just as the first flakes of snow start to fall. you purse your lips, staring down at the flowers, a soft laugh creeping up your throat as you take half a step back to let him in.

"thanks, shou -- but you didn't need to buy me flowers, or anything -- and i know you're training for nationals --"

he shakes his head, stepping into the genkan and patting at the snow in his hair. you giggle, reaching up to dust at his shoulders, wondering vaguely when he'd gotten tall enough for you to have to reach up --

"course i did! not every day your b-best friend gets into the best university in all of japan!" he laughs, but when you join in with a soft giggle, he quiets, looking at you with those dark, steady eyes. you don't ask him why he'd stuttered over the word best friend -- it's what you are (though something inside you clunks)... because that's what you'd always been.

he's never been the forgetting kind, not as an adult, halfway across the world, two oceans keeping the pair of you apart. your phone rings early on a wednesday morning, and you scrub at your eyes, frowning as you swipe up to answer.

"shou? what's wrong? why're you up so late --?"

"happy birthday," he says, his voice still gravely from sleep.

warmth pools in the depths of your belly as you slump back onto your own bed, throwing an arm over your eyes to shield you from the first rays of unforgiving sunlight streaming through your window. you don't try to fight the grin that spreads across your lips as you whisper a soft --

"thanks."

a beat of silence crackles across the line.

shouyou clears his throat; it's a marvel, really, how much a few years a couple thousand miles can change the sound of a person's voice -- roughen it up around the edges, deepen it till it unspools something tucked inside you, or perhaps, it had always been his to undo -- and you'd just been waiting for him to reach out and do it.

"isn't it like... 1am in germany? don't you have a game tomorrow?"

"yep, but... still wanted to be the first one to wish you happy birthday." you can almost hear the light-bending gravity of his smile, all cheek and teeth and half-moon eyes.

you sigh, nodding, before you remember he can't see.

"well, you are -- you always are."

he hums, barely stifling a yawn. you crinkle your nose.

"go to bed, shou. i'll call you before your game tomorrow."

"okay," he says, and you hear the faint sounds of sheets shuffling as he settles back into his blankets. you roll onto your side and stare at the array of small trinkets he's brought back for you over the years -- a volleyball keychain, a tiny crow plush, a christ the redeemer statue from rio, an eiffel tower snow-globe from paris.

"i love you." he says. and there's no hesitation, no buildup, just a simple statement of fact. you sink deeper into your pillow, your cheeks awash with heat.

"yeah... i know," you whisper, pulling your blankets up over your head like you used to when the pair of you were still young enough to build blanket forts in his living room, giggling over stolen cookies and a flashlight clutched between chocolate-sticky fingers.

"good," he says, with a contented sigh.

"sleep, shou," you say. and he hums again, laughing. the sound rocks through you, soft and sweet as a rising tide, coming home to shore.

"yeah, gnight."

you've never been the forgetting kind, not when it's the most important day of his whole life (though he might argue, later on, the pair of you tangled in the sheets of his hotel room, his arm banded over your stomach as he nuzzles his face into your cheek, that the most important day of his life was when he first met you) --

"shou!"

he knows its you even before he turns to see you, the sound of your voice carried above the roaring of the crowd as he wipes at his face with the already soaked bottom of his jersey.

he turns just in time to catch you as you bowl into him, careless of the massive bouquet of flowers clutched in your arms, now squashed between you as he hoists you up with a joyous laugh.

he kisses you in front of the entire crowd, and you let him. of course you do.

later, when an interviewer asks you what it's like to have an olympic gold medalist as your boyfriend, you cut her off to say --

"fiancé."

she blinks, cocking her head, looking bewildered, even as shouyou jerks back, staring down at you, mouth agape.

the interviewer looks between the pair of you before asking, "sorry, did i hear that right? the pair of you are engaged?"

you shoot her a toothy grin, "yep!" before turning to grin up at an utterly shell-shocked shouyou with, "i promised i'd marry you if you ever won an olympic gold, remember?"

at this, shouyou's whole body softens, slackening as he tips into a fit of full-bellied laughter, pulling you into him for another sweet kiss, one that has the interviewer glancing away for just a second.

"yeah... yeah i do... god, i can't believe you remember that!"

you roll your eyes, giving him a playful shove, "i can't believe you forgot."

he shakes his head, "i didn't. i never did. i just..." he trails off, smiling helplessly down at you.

you lean up to give him another little peck on the lips.

"well, no going back on it now, shou."

shouyou nods, turning back to the interviewer with a bright smile, "nope, wasn't ever planning on it."

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[taesanrot]

[found you] sungchan x f!reader | 0.7k words fluff, a little angst but not really, brother's best friend!sungchan, mutual pining, college au kinda... note. reader is eunseok's younger sister and a sophomore not sure if that was too clear. hope u guys enjoy! one two three

you crossed your arms loosely and began the short walk to your apartment. checking your phone, you see a couple texts from your friends, asking how your dinner date had gone. you sighed.

sungmin was sweet; he was cute and respectful and he should’ve been everything you wanted. but somehow, you felt nothing with him. your friends, the same ones who had set the two of you up, convinced you to give it time, but after your second date you ended things, smiling at him softly and telling him you didn’t think it would be a great idea for the two of you to keep seeing each other. he almost begged you to let him walk you home; it was starting to get dark. but you honestly just wanted to get away from him and stop rubbing salt on the wound. so here you were, walking to your campus apartment in a comfortable silence, staring at the ground and filing through your own thoughts. 

that silence didn’t last too long as you heard someone call your name confusedly. “y/n?” 

you looked up and squinted, barely registering the tall figure that had called out to you. they jogged towards you and you sighed in relief as your eyes focused on the mystery figure's face. jung sungchan. 3rd year student also attending your uni. your brother’s best friend and roommate. and unfortunately, the reason you even went out tonight. he was the person you wished so desperately that your heart would forget. 

“hi sungchan.” you managed a weak smile. you could barely look him in the eyes, you face felt like it was on fire every time you looked at him. you felt your pulse jump as he looked you up and down, eyeing your outfit. “going somewhere?” he tried his best to fake surprise. he already knew exactly what your plans were — eunseok had mentioned it earlier that day. 

“y/n’s seeing that guy again.” eunseok rolled his eyes after checking his phone. he didn’t understand why you were suddenly going on dates. "i thought he was boring?" seunghan, their third roommate replied, looking up from his cereal.  

sungchan walked past the two boys and opened the fridge, grabbing a protein shake. he turned and leant against the countertop, twisting the cap of his drink open. “huh? what guy?.” sungchan tried to sound as unbothered as possible. he wasn't doing a great job at it. eunseok raised an eyebrow at the taller boy. seunghan bit back a laugh.

“some senior yunjin set her up with. park sungmin…. you know him?” eunseok smirked, pretending not to notice the way sungchan’s jaw tightened slightly. "i'm going to the gym" sungchan huffed out as he finished the last sips of his drink, crumpling the bottle with more force than necessary before tossing it.  

you looked down at your skirt and blouse, laughing dejectedly. "yeah, dinner actually. i'm on my way home now." although he was over the moon to hear that things with you and sungmin were clearly going nowhere, his eyes softened at the sadness in your voice. "didn't go well?"

"not really, i just wasn't into it, ended things tonight." you looked down, toying with the end of your sleeve. he grimaced. "is that why you're walking back alone?" you nodded. he scanned the area around the two of you. "you could've called me, you shouldn't walk alone so late"

you chuckled softly. "it's okay, i'm a big girl. i can make a five minute walk alone." he broke into a smile and you swear you could feel your heartbeat in your ears. he checked his phone quickly before looking back at you.

"well, me and guys were gonna watch a movie at our place tonight, wanna come along? seems like you could use some company."

you bit your lip in contemplation. you honestly thought spending more time with the one person you were avoiding was a terrible idea. but you also couldn't bear the thought of being alone in your apartment. what's the worst that could happen anyways?

"sure. are you heading there now?" sungchan smiled happily at your answer. "i was gonna pick up some snacks first, there's a convenience store around the corner."

"let's go."

[bonus]

as the front door shut and the tall boy left the apartment, seunghan looked up at eunseok again, chewing the remainder of his cereal. "doesn't it bother you?" eunseok finally let out a laugh. "that he likes my sister? no, i think it's pretty funny, maybe he'll do something about it for once." eunseok's phone chimed with a message from yunjin, a response to him asking where his sister was going tonight. "plus... i'm pretty sure she likes him back."  

[lizzaneia-elizalde]

College au! Rich, popular senior who is actually emotionless but uses a faux mask to hide the fact and does favors left and right, not because he's kind and considerate but because he doesn't see anyone else worth engaging with and the only way the get rid of them is through giving them what they want, like pesky leeches. Reader however saw right through his mask into his eyes and that surprised him. Someone other than his father knows?! Should he get rid of her? But.. oh? she wants something from him? A favour? How interesting..

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Yandere! Male! College student x Blockmate! Fem! Reader

Got a bit of mental exercise on this one, since what could the favor be? Hmm... Got a bit too nsfw though, so be warned. (BTW, is this spicy enough? I'm practicing lol)

Also, I decided to do some tweaks on our other yanderes, so expect relatives amongst yanderes now!

Yandere! College Student name: Alpheus

It was the third of January now, a lot of students have come back to the University in order to resume their classes. Some got blessed and has their classes to be continued by next monday, but not for this specific college.

"Ugh..." A person bemoaned to their friend. "What the hell is wrong with our Dean? Setting our return so early-- Does she have no sympathy?"

"You said it." Another person piped up. "We may be architecture students, but we're not machines!"

"Our course is hard enough without holidays bro. I just wish she let us enjoy the new years..."

"Don't you think so, Alpheus?"

Alpheus, a man who's soft and gentle. Prince-like, and someone you could rely on. He had many... Friends... As what other people see themselves when asking what their relationship with him is.

Too bad it's one sided though.

Alpheus hummed, his blank eyes that none of these guys noticed looked up to the sky.

"Well, doesn't it make sense? We finished our first semester 1st day of December. I think it's just fair for us to go back by the 3rd of January." Alpheus' almost ghost like quality of voice came out of his soft pink lips.

The friends, who were just complaining earlier, shut up from the logic he gave.

"Uh... I guess you're right."

"Well, it is a one month vacation..."

"Yeah, we got the better end of the stick."

"Other Unis only gave two weeks as vacation."

Alpheus gave a small smile to them as they murmured their suddenly new opinion due to his quips.

"This is exhausting..."

Nobody saw through his mask, the way he held so much indignant boredom he had in his eyes when they go up to him and talk. Nobody felt the way he seems so distant and plastic-y.

Maybe he got this acting skills from his brother, Ignatius.

Both of them are the opposite ends of the bar. Ignatius as the boisterous, annoying, attention seeking actor, and Alpheus, the hide-behind-a-facade, self-important, holier-than-though, plastic friend.

Well, that's what their parents describe them anyways. Too much of the old mindset gets you to be a pair of judgmental fuckers who think that mental conditions are not real, so they didn't get diagnosed if it's something to do with their psychology.

Alpheus grew up mostly being overshadowed by his brother, but is honestly shining more when it comes to academics. Making the attention between them fairly equal.

Like how their parents describe them, Ignatius is talented, while Alpheus is a genius.

That didn't make them less terrified on Alpheus though.

When he was a child especially, he looks so dead inside and unreadable that it freaked them out. Even contemplating on calling the exorcist.

Alas, they didn't at the risk of their family reputation to fall off.

Only Ignatius got him.

When Alpheus got older, he met more people who got freaked out by how apathetic and emotionless he is.

But, with the help of his brother, he learned how to put up a mask. Albeit just the barest of minimum, people got fooled somehow.

That, and Alpheus just goes with the flow most of the time.

Just to make them shut up, he always ends up doing favors and helps the people who ask for him to do something for them.

"People... Such a bother..."

At least they're tools for him to blend in seamlessly...

"By the way, Alpheus, is your mansion available on Sunday?"

Here they go again...

It's a never ending cycle for him.

"Why? Do you want to do a party there?" He asks gently, another soft smile on his face that made that person flustered.

"U-uh yes! I mean, the last pool party we did there was crazy."

It was crazy cuz all of you thrashed my damn mansion.

It's somehow of a blessing that his family is rich. He got to move out to a new place, his brother did too, and funded all of their lavish tastes. Even if it was a way to make them shut up and not interact with their parents, it gave them freedom to do the things they want.

"Why not? We need something to headstart us for the second semester anyways." And with a princely smile, he agreed to his friend's favor that made his friend group hoot and holler.

And as Alpheus keeps a steady smile yet an annoyed glare, he wishes for something to happen in that party to shut them up.

Music blazing, party raving, drinks boozing.

It's the party of the month for the students in the University Alpheus attended.

People cannonballing in the pool, couples and strangers making out (maybe more), stragglers drinking their way to being blackout...

And the owner of the mansion?

Alpheus sits down cross legged on the couch, being surrounded by his friends. The music is pounding against his ears and worsening his headache. But he also can't sleep in his room because he knows that no matter how thick his walls are, the music will still seep into his bedroom.

He takes a sip of the bourbon on his hand, his deep eyes scanning the crowd and the mess they made.

He almost groaned. This is gonna take a while to clean.

Sure, he'll hire people to clean, but his parents' will question where the money will go to, and they will nag to him about being upright and being a rebel and throwing parties and being a disgrace and being so content being a genius that he thinks he can just throw his parents' reputation to the mud--

Just thinking about it is making him exhausted.

He watched as the woman that latched onto his side trailed her finger on his exposed chest from unbuttoning his dress shirt. She was saying something flirtatious but honestly, he doesn't care.

The headache is becoming unbearable.

"Excuse me, people. I just need to get more." Alpheus gently laid off the woman before shaking the glass on his hand, the ice clinking around.

They all nodded with a smile before Alpheus went inside.

There are some people here. Singing karaoke, some playing beer pong... And others making out and grinding.

He got to the comfort room on the corner of the first floor and sighed, splashing water on his face as he let the water trickle down his throat.

He dropped his facade, staring at himself with the dead expression that people found chilling.

Sometimes, he just needs a breather.

And that breather is his home. But now, a party is going on and he needed a bit of break sometimes.

Hey, he's emotionless, not a robot that doesn't get exhausted.

Alpheus splashed water on his face once more before he heard the door to the toilet open.

A woman.

He remembers you. A classmate, one of the few people who doesn't talk to him and ask favors, so he automatically has a positive outlook on you. As positive a person can feel for being emotionless.

He nods, you didn't.

"Y/N, right?" He asks, quickly slipping on the facade. He smiled at you, donning the princely mask once more.

You weren't buying it though.

"Alpheus. What's up with you and putting up a front?"

His forearm bulged, the grip on the counter sink tightened as the veins pulsed across his arm.

Ah, he forgot. You have this inquisitive, curious, yet hostile look on your face whenever he catches you staring at him.

"What do you mean by that?" He smiled once more.

"You know what I mean."

He cleared his throat, dropping the act and turning towards you, not facing the mirror anymore.

"Look here, Y/N. It just so happens that I get tired sometimes." He shrugs. "Social battery and that."

"Bullshit." You spat out. "You don't even feel anything. You think I won't know? It's so obvious."

A dull feeling of irritation welled up inside of him. Uncommon, but not that new.

"Really now? So what?" Alpheus scoffs and crosses his arms. "What will you do? Expose me?"

His eyes sharpened a bit.

Should I get rid of her?

"No. I need a favor also." You smiled. He sighed.

"Shoot."

"Be my pretend boyfriend."

Alpheus blinked, tilting his head in wonder.

"Huh. That's new. And what do you need me for? Why do I need to do that?" He softly chuckles, thinking of reasons why. "Are you attracted to me and are finding a reason to get close to me? Possibly make me fall for you?"

He got close to you, bending a bit to stare at your eyes.

Were your eyes always this shiny? Such a juxtaposition of his dull, dead ones.

"Maybe you have this sick fantasy in your head that you can fix me." He chuckled again.

"No. That's weird." You scoffed and swatted him away. "Ex boyfriend problem. A stalker, won't stop following me around."

He hummed in contentment. He did remember seeing a man hovering around your angered/scared face.

"That I can believe. But why me, cheri?" He asked, intrigued by your favor. "There's a lot of people, and it's kinda suspicious if we suddenly became an item."

You took a deep breath, shaking your hands.

"Don't get mad, but I sprinkled some hints that I was interested in you. Making fake convos of us..." You flushed red and fished your phone out of your pocket and showing him the convos.

The pfp is the same, so does the name, but the way he types isn't the same. Clearly fake.

"I know, creepy, but..." You gripped your hand in awkwardness. "But the other guys aren't really the best options. He got them on a hold like he's friends with them. And you're the only one available that's not close to him. I also don't know other people outside our block."

Your grip tightened. "So help me, please?"

A man in a leather jacket seethed, not being able to find you.

"Where are you, Y/N!" He grumbled under his breath.

He lost you an hour ago, and he's already on his end's wits.

Especially you're in this mansion. Alpheus' mansion.

Sure, he didn't believe that you and Alpheus were a thing. It was impossible! There's evidences, but he doesn't want to believe it.

He gritted his teeth and opened another door but to only two people fucking.

"God, get a room!" He growled out before being hit by a pillow, being yelled at that 'this is a room!'

Slamming the door closed, he got to the corner where there is a door beside an end table with an expensive flower vase on top.

He gripped the knob and swung it open, and his eyes widened.

"Alpheus..."

"Cheri, just like that..."

You and Alpheus, making out. With you sitting on the counter as your crotches grinding against each other in a friction filled frenzy. With Alpheus' large hands and fingers gripping your soft skin on your waist, leaving red marks trailing across. Your legs, wrapped around Alpheus' waist, had the dress riddled up to your chest area, exposing your tasteful underwear.

Alpheus' lips trailed across your neck, opening slightly to lick the base before biting down. It made you throw your head back with a whimper so salacious that it made Alpheus buck into you once more.

The man felt cold and hot at the same time.

It was real?

You can't even hear that your ex has swung the door open. Drunk on the "pretend" makeout' pleasure that it gave you. You just knew he's in the house, but doesn't know when he'll find you.

So, Alpheus just made you sit on the counter and started kissing you gently just in case.

Who knew it would become a full, blown out session that left you breathless and Alpheus suddenly obsessed with this new feeling?

Alpheus' dead eyes was flashing with hunger and desire in them as he glared at your ex boyfriend.

And without breaking any eye contact, he gripped your waist more, with his hips grinding harder and his teeth sinking more to your skin, marking you his.

Saliva dripped from his lips to your skin, making it glisten under the dim light.

And with a smirk, Alpheus successfully drove out your ex.

Now, he could just stop.

But what's the fun in that?

For the first time, he's feeling such pleasure from you, and your body.

You felt divine in his hold, making it impossible to separate himself from your body as he gripped your thigh and carrying you up, pushing your back against the wall to continue making out, and maybe even more.

He can blame it on the alcohol, but he knows damn well it's not.

He felt... Happy for the first time. The overwhelming euphoria from this new encounter and discovering new feelings were making him drunk. And he's drinking it whole.

It's almost selfish on how he doesn't want to let go of you.

And, before he knew it, the seed has planted inside of him.

By the next days, he finds himself unable to separate from you as you continued to introduce new emotions inside of him.

He will wish to shackle you to him, and maybe do the same as his brother and kidnap his significant other.

He will feel overtly jealous for the first time, seeing you interact with his other male classmates. Especially that architecture is a male dominant field.

He will get angry, rage, and become crazy from the sudden influx of emotions running inside of him.

But that's in the future.

And as he watches you writhe from his hold as his fingers descended down under your panties, he knew that he would do anything to keep this feeling from fading.

[vxlenst3in]

Guess who's stuck | Kuroo x Reader

If there's someone you can't stand, it's your co-worker Kuroo Tetsuro. So, what could be any more inconvenient than getting stuck with him in an elevator?

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tags/warnings: fem!reader, timeskip!kuroo obv, getting stuck in an elevator, you're a kenma fan, you cannot stand kuroos guts, groping sorta, but reader likes it?? a teeny tiny bit dub-con before it gets established, kuroo is as charming as ever, he’s also an annoying tease, it's only suggestive really, there's no actual smut, only the build up sorry ^_^

wc: 1.3k ish

a/n: hi! i will add the proper colors and actual design of the post sometime tomorrow, i'll also update the master list then..like i said tho there's no actual smut in this, only like dirty talk and stuff so. i'll maybe write a part 2 with the actual smut based off of feedback.

Your eyes shot up from your phone when the elevator abruptly stopped. Luckily, you were leaning against the wall of the elevator already, otherwise you might‘ve tripped. Your rooster head co-worker was already groaning.

„Ah…Again? Guess that’s another meeting I'm not attending” He mumbled to himself. Not that he seemed primarily upset about it. His eyes just lingering on his wrist, where his expensive watch could be found.

You frankly ignored him to the best of your abilities. Something inside you was praying that the elevator would start moving again soon, so you wouldn‘t be stuck with this tease of a man.

„Heyyy?? Aren‘t you bothered at all?“ Kuroo addressed you, his hands waving in front of his face to get your attention.

„The only bother right now is you.“ You responded nonchalantly. He was aware that you weren‘t the biggest fan of his. Not that he’d ever understand how you could not find him utterly charming.

The two of you started working at this company around the same time. Later you found out, you guys even went to the same high school - It was only because he looked through the yearbook from the 3rd year and eventually found you in one of the rows. It made sense, the timelines matched up, from graduation, the years in uni, till you two started to work at the same company. Ever since then he‘s been constantly talking about old teachers and students, who you had no idea of, and especially about his volleyball skills and achievements. He even made it to the nationals, Wowww.. You didn‘t really know anything about volleyball, despite working for one as of right now, you were only an accountant in this company and it paid well - nonetheless he decided to tell you all about it, which eventually made you dislike him.

But your opinion about him never mattered to him, you thought, if he had something to say, he‘d say it. Even if it meant having to make up excuses to stay in your office all day, only to wait for the right moment to tease or lecture you about something. That was just the way he was. Always making things up and all sorts of excuses just flowing out of his mouth.

„Some girls would kill to be stuck with me in an elevator, y’know.” He remarked, with a cheesy grin decorating his face. His arms crossed in front of his chest, while leaning against the elevator wall.

„Good for them.“

His expression dropped, as he just watched you swipe on your phone. What could you be possibly doing on your phone at this moment? Shouldn’t you be worried to death, what if you never make it out again? Kuroo raised his arm to check the time on his watch. There was no way he’d make it to the meeting on time, at least he’d have a good excuse.

It did annoy him that you were just ignoring him all the time, that you were so seemingly calm about whatever happened. You were the first woman to actually make him question if his pick-up lines were too cheesy, or if his hair actually looked like a mess. It was the first time he ever had to worry about what to say and what to do, he so desperately tried to just land a singular hit on you, just to get you flustered for a blink of a second. But all of it just seemed to go straight past you. Hit some other girl who wasn’t supposed to get hit at all. But even all of that, you didn’t notice.

Of course you thought he was attractive, everyone who didn’t, would be a fool, but there were plenty of other attractive men out there - that aren’t your co-workers. So you just tried your best to ignore his cheesy remarks and terrible attempts at flirting. Sometimes it felt like you were talking to a high-schooler. You wondered if he matured ever since he left high school really.

“Wowwww…” He groaned, “How utterly boringggg~ Whatchu you doing over there?” Kuroo said before snatching your phone. His eyes lit up when he saw a post of Kenma Kozume on your phone screen. A million thoughts suddenly consuming his mind, how he could possibly tease you about this for the rest of his life, but also to this advantage.

“Give that back, Kuroo!” You yelled, trying to get your phone back, but he was already gasping in shock and laughing in amusement at the same time. His hand coming up to cover his eyes, while his hair rhythmically bounced, while his other hand held the phone out of your reach.

“Kenma, huh? Whatchu doing on his instagram profile?” Kuroo grinned at you. “Me and him used to be best friends when we were younger, y’know. He was in the year below us. You watch his streams now or what?” Oh, how you wanted to smack that stupid smirk off his face.

Kenma was a big celebrity now. He was a very well known streamer, for especially his skill but also his non-chalant act during it. Many people admired him.

“What’s it to you? Now give me my phone back”

“Nuh-uh, answer my question first - do you watch him? Are you a fan?”

“I watch him sometimes, after work, when I'm bored. But I’m not a fan! His post popping up on my homepage was a pure coincidence.”

“I mean if you like him, I could prolly arrange some-“

“Absolutely not.”

“Awhh, why not? Doesn’t sound like that much of a coincidence to me. Come onnnn~”

This absolute asshole. Can’t he just let it go? Another pathetic reach for your phone followed his words. Geez, this damn man was built like a street lamp.

“Are you gonna give my phone back, or nah?”

“Tell me that you’re a fan first. Like I said, I could probably arrange something - for something in exchange of course.” He looked down at you half lidded, he flashed his teeth, mimicking a mischievous grin, before wrapping a hand around your waist to pull you closer.

“Something in exchange?” You gulped, trying to writhe yourself out of his grip. Beads of sweat already forming on your forehead.

“Yeahh~ I mean, if we are already locked in this little elevator for at least a couple more hours, then we should make use of it, don’t you think?” Kuroo swiftly shoved your phone into one of his pockets, before his hand, which was placed on your waist, moved further down to gently grope your ass. “We could start with something like this..Hmmm?”

A quiet squeal fell from your lips, as his big hand cupped your ass. Kuroo thought that the tight pencil skirt, you always wore, made it look so perfect. He had no idea how much longer he would’ve been able to hold back, when your ass was always just smiling at him so enticingly.

A bead of sweat rolled down your face, when Kuroo gently pushed you further against the elevator wall. He was now towering over you. “Tell me you want this too, Kitty.” Kuroo’s knee wandered in between your legs, pressing against the puffy and sensitive area of yours. “Tell me how badly you want me.”

It felt like he just flipped around your entire world with two actions, your entire view on him with just such simple words. A gasp sounded, when his knee pressed against your weak spot.

You never agreed to this deal, did you? Yet, why couldn’t you push him away? He was quite literally asking, if you wanted it, so if you pushed him away he’d- No, you did want this. All of your internal conflicts with him slowly lose their importance, as you mindlessly gave in.

His sharp cat eyes were staring down at you, a waiting look on his face, while he waited for your approval. All of Kuroo’s movements were still.

“Do your worst.”

“Mhmm~” Kuroo hummed. “Now that’s what I like to hear kitty~”

[littleroaes]

To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before, tbz [ TEASER ]

FULL FIC

Y/n's stale love life gets a catalyst at the start of the autumn semester when two weeks earlier; her younger brother got egged on by his friend to post the box of secret love letters she has collected during 12 years. how does she handle the end of summer and five leaked love letters?

PAIRING ( 3rd pov, she/ her ) fem!reader x lee hyunjae, lee juyeon, ji changmin, kim sunwoo, eric sohn

GENRE, WARNINGS fluff, university!au, humor, to all the boys i loved before!au, 2000s and 2010s au, summer!au, sprinkle of angst, sporty people, nerdy people, parties, friends2lovers, childhood friends, bickering, slice of life, coming of age ( more info in full fic ! )

RELEASE DATE end of may / beginning of june

ESTIMATED WORD COUNT 10 - 17 k

TEASER WORD COUNT : about 500

this will be my fic for the @deoboyznet love letter collective event! ( idk if i should use the dbn tag since it’s just a teaser ) i've wanted to write a "to all the boys..." fic for so long and i'm finally doing it! if someone wants to be tagged for the full fic lmk!

like and reblog are highly encouraged!

THERE'S A THING YOU DO–OR SHE DOES AT LEAST–WHEN SOMETHING'S BEEN OCCUPYING YOUR MIND.

Dad told her once after an argument with a best friend to take a paper and a pen; then, let it out. Fold the paper, lay it in a box, and shelter under your bed. 

It’s inherently the same concept as a diary she suppose. Though, somewhat more effective. 

Nonetheless, from that first letter a series of what one can only describe as an uncontrolled teenage angst ensemble of love letters emerged over the course of twelve years.

...

There are five of them. 

The first one is Lee Jaehyun, a three year older popular student who she had a trivial crush on in middle school (together with everyone else). In all honesty she didn’t know much about him; just that he was cute looking. There’s a sort of emotional torment in recalling her one sided adoration while leaned out the school window to see him play football. Even his name haunts her still in uni as her roommate had a crush on the shining hockey player the entire two semesters.

In short, everyone liked Lee Jaehyun. 

Next is Eric Sohn, her childhood friend, the boy next door, her first love? He has many titles she realize. He lived in an impressive house north from hers, one that hosts many parties every time his parents take the trip to their summer resort. At some point, it felt like he knew every kid in town. Luckily for her; Y/n has never been the jealous type. Despite being each other’s ride or die since ten, Y/n has never confessed the secret ways she looked at him back in the sandbox.  

Third is Sunwoo–just Sunwoo; she never got his last name–from summer camp who she even (jokingly) got married to. Her first summer at thirteen, away from her parents, with kids her age. When recalling it all back, that summer feels as if taken right out of a movie, and she fell head first, three meters deep with the boy. Sunwoo always stood in the center (bad and good…mostly bad tbh). They got paired up for the kayak; it pissed rained and their coordination couldn’t take them ten meters. But she remembers every word he said as butterfly inducing nonetheless. After that, at night they snuck out of their cabin’s to watch the stars. And when that summer too ended, she swore her heart shattered into million pieces.

The fourth is Lee Juyeon, a boy she had never seen before until his cat got pregnant by her own. Scuba Steve (long story) had been gone for some days until another family came up to their door with him. For half a year, it felt like she saw Lee Juyeon everyday. He was just as enchanted by kittens as her (if not more) and they would visit each other just to cuddle with them. Her teenage heart used to rush with the mere presence of him and they together named all the kittens–until they were sold off. Then they eventually stopped seeing each other. Though he still lurks around as a poet’s ghost around campus (source: Eric). 

The last one, Ji Changmin, the son of her mother’s friend. He teached her calculus for a while in high school. To be fully transparent, she didn’t learn much from him that year because all she did was leaning on the kitchen table while adoring him until the rims of his glasses slipped. He always scolded her endearingly when she didn’t listen (which was the majority of the time). Ji Changmin always wore cute polos with neat pants–now when thinking about it, her mother might have approved if they got together. But it’s too late. He went to uni; and simply left her with a newfound thing for glasses (still wearing cute polos in uni). 

And that's all five. She sometimes wonders if it was a mere symptom of youth that resulted in those letters. Since uni–outside a campus crush or two-–that compelling yearning for someone has never come back to her. 

to be continued

© littleroaes, written and all

[bl-bracket]

Anyways I was going to make a post about the process of picking bracket topics and whatnot and was trying to come up with some examples of types of topics that would or wouldn't work and for whatever reason I thought of the concept of a "best murderer bracket" and I can't stop thinking about it lmao

it's just like such a funny concept? the idea of fictional murderers battling it out, especially ones from bls (which like I don't think is most people who are not super familiar with the genre as having a lot of characters who have killed people) is just funny in like an absurd way. like abstracting yourself from tumblr and tournament blogs, the idea of telling someone else that there's a tournament going for fictional murderers from east asian mlm tv shows, a genre that for several years was primarily shows about high school and uni students.

anyways that devolved into thinking about it more seriously, and then deciding a more practical way of doing it would to make some kind of directory of bl murderers. which would then lead to a lot of interesting statistical analysis, like characters with highest on screen kill counts, which countries have the highest proportion of fictional killers, etc. you can then make a separate category for characters with implied kills that aren't explicitly shown on screen or vague. and you could track how the number increases over time, which I assume exponentially goes up as more bls are exploring darker and more serious genres.

anyways back to the country stats, I started thinking about what the breakdown would look like so here's my guess based on zero research and just my general knowledge of shows

China. While having very few bls (censored or otherwise), they have a very unfair advantage and that is genre conventions. The 3 biggest Chinese bls I can think of are: The Untamed, Word of Honor, and Guardian. With The Untamed and Word of Honor, the conventions of xianxia and wuxia genres means that there are a lot of characters and almost all of them have killed before (usually nameless canon fodder but still). And then with Guardian, it's a supernatural detective mystery show with murder plots in it and a lot of characters, which again leads to a pretty high kill count. So even only counting these 3 shows, China will probably have the most killers in bl, or at the very least most kills done.

Thailand. It's a numbers game on this one. There's just so many Thai bls and an increasing number of like detective or mafia ones. A show like Kinnporsche has a lot of killers and deaths. Then there's other shows that include a few murderers (but less than Kinnporsche) like The Sign, Manner of Death, 4 Minutes, 3 Will Be Free, Never Let Me Go (Palm did shoot a couple guys dead elt's nto forget), Dead Friend Forever, etc. However the numbers also hurt Thailand in terms of proportions, since there's a lot more Thai bls that don't have murder, so it actually might be 3rd.

Japan. You're not getting much murder from your Cherry Magics and Old Fashion Cupcakes, which is what a significant portion of bl fan's primary exposure to Japanese bl is, but let's not forget that there's a lot of dark Japanese bls where murder is definitely on the table. Now I don't actually have a good gauge of what the numbers on this is, cause I haven't really delved that deep into this corner of the bl market, so I can't make a good estimation but I bet there's more than I'm aware of.

Taiwan. They've got a couple of mafia shows like HIStory 3: Trapped and Kiseki: Dear to Me, both of which have some implied and explicit murder (though less then you would expect if we're honest). That'll give them a few kills and they also have a relatively smaller pool of shows to pull from, meaning percentage wise it's a bit higher.

South Korea. Ok I am far from an expert of bls from South Korea, but unless there's like obscure short films I'm not aware of, the only drama I can think of from here with kills is Long Time No See? or I guess The Director Who Buys Me Dinner has like 1.5 murders? anyways Korea also has a not insignificant amount of bls to their name so proportionally it will be quite low.

The Philippines. Out of all the countries on this list, I am least familiar with the bls from here, but from what I've gathered during my routine mdl searches, basically all of them seem to be murder-free (unless of course there's some shocking plot twists in them)

anyways I'll probably never do this project just cause it would require a lot of time and collaborative effort and I've got a lot irl going on right now (hence why the submission period for most whipped is so long lol) and also have some other projects I'm already planning on doing so I don't really have time to do it. but I wanted to tell y'all about my thoughts on the matter.

also sorry if this is the weirdest thing I've ever posted. kinda had a major stress breakdown today but then resolved it relatively quickly cause I realized I could just reschedule the life altering appointment that was causing the breakdown lmao so I'm in a strange frame of mind lol

[negrowhat]

Sports Themed BL Dramas

In honor of the Olympics, I saw someone make a sports themed Anime rec list and decided I could do that for my fellow QL watchers out there (I promise I'm not using QL and BL interchangeably).

The Rebound (Thailand)

Freshly completed. The Rebound is a basketball centered series. Ryu and Zen are both basketball all-stars and used to be each other's rocks on the court in middle school. Fast forward to high school and Zen is trying to put together a new team under a new coach and Ryu is somewhere in the streets playing illegal and highstakes street basketball. Watch Zen re-recruit Ryu back onto the team and back into his life while they both deal with homelife struggles, keeping the basketball team afloat, Ryu's mafia ties, and love rivals.

You're My Sky (Thailand)

This is a multi-sports BL with 3 couples. Follow Fah and Torn as they reunite in college and join the same basketball team and work to repair the damaged relationship and also make their basketball dreams come true. Join freshman soccer star Saen as he juggles his sport and pursuit of his intellectual senior Aii and also taking time out of his day to give Torn love advice. And the last pair features two track stars Dome and Vee who struggle with their growing attraction to each other while Dome is actively dating Vee's sister Pan. This series is all about love and sports.

History 2: Crossing the Line (Taiwan)

This is a high school volleyball bl that focuses on retired player turned manager Qiu Zi Xuan and reluctant newcomer Hsia Yu Hao. Zi Xuan splits his time with training his team and teaching Yu Hao the essentials of the game so he'll be ready in time to compete. What happens when Yu Hao's annoyance for Zi Xuan fades and he begins to catch feelings for the school senior? And how will Zi Xuan deal with a sudden new love interest when his first love has always been volleyball...not to mention his baby sister has a huge crush on Yu Hao. There is a side pairing that features step brother who have an interesting history involving a kidnapping.

Between Us the Series (Thailand)

Okay so this series isn't technically sports-themed but there's a lot of sport in it. 3rd year uni student Win is VP of the swim team and the team has just recruited freshman Team. Win and Team are both very serious about their sport but Team does struggle because of some past swimming related trauma from his childhood. Win takes an immediate interest in Team so he gives him extra special attention outside of the team and soon they begin a sexual relationship (immediately actually). Team soon finds that being with Win helps him sleep peacefully at night so he begins to sleep over in his dorm. They both establish a bond but can't quite slap a label on with Win's commitment issues and Team's trauma. (There's more swimming in Between Us' parent drama Until We Meet Again). There are quite a few side pairing in this series.

Love By Chance (Thailand)

Again this series isn't sports themed but there's a lot of sport in it. This series follows uni freshman Ae and who has just joined the school's soccer team. He's an honest and simple guy who isn't afraid to speak his mind or stand his ground. He meets another freshman named Pete who opposite of him in personality, a quiet and shy guy who speaks politely to everyone. Ae feels the need to protect Pete because he finds Pete to be the delicate type and he doesn't want anyone to take advantage of Pete. Ae splits all his time between Pete and soccer. The second couple also follows another member of the soccer team named Can who gets into it with one of Pete's classmates named Tin. Tin and Can but heads every time they see each other but Tin's hatred for Can soon evolves into interest. Half of the cast in this series is on Ae and Can's soccer team so they spend a lot of time on the soccer field. The other two side pairs are there but I'm not gonna lie I skip them.

The Eighth Sense (South Korea)

This series follows freshman uni student Kim Jihyun who joins the school surfing club because he's looking to branch out but really because he met a cute guy named Seo Jaewon at his job and discovered he was in the surfing club. This series follows Jaewon and Jihyun through club surfing escapades and their instant and growing interest in each other. Jaewon's traumatic past does weigh heavy on his life and he allows the people around him to take advantage of him but Jihyun is there as a beacon of light for him, leading him out of the darkness and into a bright future together for both of them.

Honorable Mentions and one Dishonorable Mention to:

Pit Babe the Series (Thailand). which is a series centered around racecar drivers in an omega universe but I don't think that's an Olympic sport. PB is still very much a sports-themed series but there's also a lot of like...kidnapping, murder, mind control, and apparent mpreg going on in that series. The main pairing is alpha for alpha! Def a great watch.

Love Mechanics (Thailand). Features two swimmers as the mains but their plot is mostly about cheating and lying more than anything else. Sure there's swimming but it's not like that important to the series. Mark has a crush on his senior but that senior already likes someone else and Vee swoops in and sleeps with Mark and then they begin a side romance while Vee refuses to break up with his girlfriend even though she's cheating on him and he knows it. He's got quite a few hang ups and Mark just can't seem to leave that man alone. It's not my favorite series but it's not a bad series, it's quite good and YinWar are amazing but I just wanted to fight Vee more than anything else lol.

Waterboyy the Series (Thailand). This series is very much sports themed and follows two university swimmers on a swim team but I wouldn't necessarily recommend it. Waii is the swim team's all-star and Apo is a newcomer on the scene who seems to be the only one who matches Waii. Unfortunately Waii is very much an asshole to everyone and he and Apo are quite dysfunctional. Also there's a sideplot where a canon lesbian character "realizes she's straight" typa vibe and also Waii's father gets into a realtionship with Waii's old best friend (it's very weird). The overall tone of the series is not a vibe but hey if you're interested in seeing New Thitipoom and Earth Pirapat as a ship then go for it.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA if I refuse to do anymore work on the group project we already missed the deadline for, but can still submit?

I am extremely tired of being walked over and doing all the work. I'm a 3rd year uni student and multiple times I've been the main person doing group project work. The latest example is what prompted this ask. Our task was to do a discussion and then write an essay based on it, the group consists of 4 people including me. We talked for 10 minutes at the end of last week and a little bit yesterday. We did the majority of the work yesterday as well.

There are 14 points/questions we need to cover. Multiple people not only are advised to, but must cover the same questions so there's substance to be worked with. While the rest of the group covered some, it's insufficient and I did the majority of the work on the first half of the questions and all of the second half. A worked on 4/14 questions (pretty short answers), B also did 4/14 questions (one longer answer, three pretty short answers), C wrote 2.5/14 questions (2 medium length answers, one single sentence answer) and D, me, did 11/14 (mainly long answers with a couple of shorter ones).

After I made a Google Doc to make communication easier, they submitted their answers and basically ghosted me. I asked multiple times for help but was met with silence or jokes about checking the grammar and typos later for me. Again, we don't have enough substances to work with, the essay CANNOT be completed with what we have so far.

And here's where the issues get deeper. I asked for someone to at least look at what I've written down so far multiple times, proofread it if you will. Silence. I know for a fact A and C were FREE and could've continued working on the project, while B might or might not have been at work. Finally C said they'll do it. We were left with less than an hour to wrap it up and submit it before the deadline at this point.

2 minutes after saying that they'll read it, they sent me a "it's great" message. They shameless lied to my face.

I was inside the Doc the whole time and no other users were shown to be viewing the page, let alone reading 3 lengthy paragraphs in 2 minutes.

At some point during the day I was so desperate, I was ready to delete all I've written, comments, intro and first few paragraphs of the essay, everything and beg to join a different group. But a friend managed to calm me down and I didn't go that route.

I can't write to the professor and explain the situation to him, it's just not an option, that's not a practice in my country when the subject only consists of lectures and the professor has to look after 100+ students. My last hope is tomorrow morning those 3 will see the newest messages of me asking for help to finish it and will help me. If that doesn't happen, well...

What I can do is say fuck it and give them the same treatment they've given me – ghost them, don't do additional work on the questions and essay and take all of us down for not finishing and submitting the final project. I don't really want to do it and fuck up our grades (we have no idea how important this homework is for the final grade) but I genuinely see no other way. So WIBTA?

What are these acronyms?

[mangionebabymama]

hiiii i was just curious — as u mentioned you're in college and i'm not very educated about the system anymore — if you had any insight about lu's uni life! (i had to drop out after my first semester years ago for health issues, would love to go back and be in an academic environment again but.. sigh unfortunately it feels like mid 20's is too late to start again, along with the risk of not knowing what degree would be right and it being costly — ahh sorry i'm side tracking) i know he got his bachelors and masters in 4 years with honours (which sounds like a crazy feat in itself) but was also wondering how that fit in with him also being a counsellor (?) ta (?) at stanford! i saw someone say he did it for like a year (don't quote me on that) so was curious how that side of things work, and at what year into his degree he did it! was it part of a program that gave him credits he could transfer back to penn? or was it something that cut into his degree time and was mainly for experience? another thing i saw ppl talking about is the amount of time in which he completed his degree, i typically thought a bachelors is a 3-4 year mark and then masters is another year or 2 on top of that, so how did he complete both so quickly? i could be completely wrong here so sorry for all the questions, and thank u for being such a big sis like safe space!

Hello!

This is the best insight that I can give you from his uni life:

So, first off, yes, he was a counselor and also a TA while in college, and these two roles were two completely different experiences that he had while at UPenn and outside of his time while in school. He was a head counselor for the Stanford Pre-Collegiate Studies, an academic program that middle and high school students can attend to learn advanced coursework in different subjects. As a counselor, he supervised the residential aspect for students attending the program and taught them artificial intelligence during the summer of 2019 while on summer break; he did this during the summer after his junior (3rd) year and before the start of his last (4th) year at UPenn. This had no affiliation with him going to UPenn; he participated in this probably out of his own interest. So no, it was not part of a program that gave him credits. My educated guess on why he did this was to first gain more and broaden his leadership skills, explore more with his computer science background, and add an impressive experience to his resume and educational experience.

Then, between his second and third years of college, he was a teaching assistant for an actual class at UPenn for about a year and a half. Now, I don't know if he actually received credits towards his degree as a TA, but it is very common to earn college credit by assisting with teaching courses, depending on the institution and program you're a part of.

And then about his Bachelor's and Master's degrees—yes, typically, a Bachelor's degree takes about 4 years to complete. On the other hand, a Master's can take about 1-2 years, although it can vary based on different factors like the program requirements, the enrollment type, and how fast the program goes. I don't know what the Computer Science program at UPenn is like, but he probably completed his degrees that quick because of either an accelerated or a dual-degree program, where the curriculum of your field of study allows you to earn both degrees in a shorter time at an accelerated rate. Many universities offer this kind of program for a number of different studies, where you can earn both a Bachelor's and a Master's degree concurrently within 4 years.

A little side note: I'm sorry you dropped out early because of health issues. I know that wasn't the easiest decision to make, but know that you did the right thing by taking care of yourself first and foremost. Please understand that you are never too late to start all over again, and it's okay if you don't necessarily know that you want to study first—at some point, it will come to you when you see what you want to do and what matters the most to you. If this gives you any sign of reassurance, I did not go to college for my first degree until an entire year after graduating high school. I decided to take a gap year. I was severely ill with a virus, and I nearly fought my last year of high school being extremely sick. When I graduated high school, I realized then that I wasn't ready for that next transition—I realized that I needed to take care of myself first before starting that next part of my life. I'm glad I did because I was ready when I finally started college. I know many people who are older than me who have either started school later in life, whether to get their first ever degree or their next one, whether it was because of a job change, family life, or financial reasons. Remember, do what you want to do and what makes you content in your life, and don't think you have to compare yourself to another person—we all have different choices on what we want to achieve in life, which means we may have to go about them differently. That doesn't automatically mean you're on the wrong path! 🤍

[miss0atae]

Random thoughts about SOTUS episode 7 :

Long time no see SOTUS! I still have so many episodes to cover, but it takes time to organize my thoughts and to screenshots the right moments, so I had to put a hold on these reviews, but I'm back with episode 7.

In this episode, the first year has to undergo one last thing, the capture flag event : to take the flag they must resolve 5 steps to reach their goal. Each step is related to the word SOTUS and what they have learned as a group during the hazings. The end goal is of course to be accepted as Engineer students by the seniors.

I will start first with the game and then we're going to talk about my favorite part : the relationship between Kong and Arthit, but also a small part related to Wad and Prem and on a lesser extent May and M. So first thing first, this event was exactly the type of event I expect in these hazings and also something I would have hated to do in uni. I get the idea: makes everyone become more tight as a group because they have to work together to find the solution. In one hand, it looks like a great way of making everyone bonding, on the other hand I believe it takes too much of their time. They are students in a competitive field with probably tons of uni work to do and they are taking a whole day to do this event. I guess we have to keep in mind that it's just a story. At least, the episode showed that they were becoming a more organic group and that they rely on each other to overcome obstacles. Of course, it's impossible for the series to show every first years working together as they are too many (damn they had a lot of extras on this series), so they focus on the main core friends group in the first year (who are all friends with Kong obviously).

They guess easily that the 5 steps are related to the word SOTUS which stands for Seniority, Order, Tradition, Unity and Spirit. The 3rd year seniors all stand on a different steps of the stairs that led to the flag. They all represent one of the letter and to pass through the freshmen must find by themselves what they have to perform to represent the idea behind each letter.

1st step: they ask the help of 4th year students to show they respect the older. P'Deer, who is starting to become a character I'm liking a lot (and I couldn't stand it at first so it's progress) comes to the field and help them get through this step.

2nd step: they must comply with one of the orders the seniors of the hazings gave them before. They brainstorm a lot before finding something that works and eventually what matters the most what how the leader or representatives of the 1st year care for the others to accomplish something.

3rd step: they found one of the tradition of the engineer's faculty: the garbage bin parade that serves as a way of showing humility and respect for their working field. They again had the help of P'Deer to find this.

4th step: they performed together the chant of their faculty and did it well enough to move the heart of the senior guarding this step.

Finally we reached the 5th step and I knew it wasn't easy because this is where Arthit was standing. They had to show the enthusiasm and mind spirit of their year. They did something that was quite moving like thanking him and showing how close they are after the hazings, but at first it seemed like it didn't reach the goal they intended, but that's forgetting that Arthit may look though on the outside, but he is a big softy in the inside. His hazings leader personality is just a mask he is wearing because yes he was touched by this.

The episode and the day ends with the very moving touching ceremony of wrist tying. The senior all tie a bracelet to their juniors. Of course, Kong is really looking for Arthit doing this to him.

Which leads me to the second part of this review that will focus on Kong and Arthit's relationship. You know I thought I would get tired easily of them, but I've already watched several time these episodes to better understand them and each time I'm falling more and more in love with them. I don't know to explain it, but their slow burn romance and the soft and sweet courtship of Kong to Arthit is just so endearing to watch. I never get bored with them and I always notice something new between them. At the beginning of the episode: Arthit learned that Kong didn't really want to be an engineer at first and he didn't like this. Why Kong didn't want to be here?! Kong gets on his nervers or at least that's what Arthit pretends. Shouldn't he be glad?! No, not Arthit! He is mad over learning this and even his friend, Knot doesn't understand why he is reacting so strongly. They have a friend that didn't stay and it never mattered, but when it comes to Kong, Arthit always react strongly. He can never be indifferent. Instead of thinking about the reason why he is reacting this way, Arthit mocks Kong stirring speech about being an engineer student who wants to be accepted by him and Kong reacts as if he was rejected by his favorite senior. However, Kong is not someone that will accept defeat and he will prove him during the capture flag event.

It's kind of funny how every time Arthit tries to “reject” him, Kong finds in himself the spirit to compete again. It would be easier to talk about their feelings, but they hide behind all these hazing events. Arthit didn't like to hear that Kong's first choice wasn't to be an engineer. In a way, it's like he is projecting this news and understand it in a different way. Oh Kong didn't want to be an engineer so how can I trust him when being an engineer is all I ever loved and wanted, is probably something he imagined. Then, instead of talking with Kong to know about his reasons to change his major, he just avoid talking at all and put again his mask of senior. Thankfully, Kong seems to understand him better than himself. He seems to know that Arthit is more sensitive than he seems. Proof is that after the 5th step, Arthit was crying because it was really moving. Kong found him and he understood everything without even talking to him. He came to him because he wants him to tie the bracelet on his wrist, but not the one where a senior already did it. Arthit is special in his eyes so he gave him the other wrist. At first, I wondered if there is a special symbolism on the left hand/wrist, but I don't know enough so I went with the idea that he wants something special when it comes to Arthit.

Then, Kong being the one he is, he couldn't miss his chance to flirt with his favorite senior by telling him he would wipe his tears for him, next time if he feels like crying. This guy has so much rizz. Half of the time I feel like they are not talking about anything, but what they feel for each other. Take care of the flag, I will do it with all my heart. Who can believe they talk about a flag?! Even during the event, the “aggressiveness” or the frustrated face of Arthit when they were talking was more related to their previous strained conversation than to the event. Of course, in the end Arthit was again flustered by Kong's special brand of flirting.

Now, I want to talk about Wad and Prem. If it was a more recent BL, I would have felt like the story was trying to set them up together. Since Prem saved Wad, their previously bad relationship became much better. They are now understanding each other. When Prem found Wad at the pharmacy he was very caring. They are warming to each other. The way they are talking is softer. Prem wanted Wad to join the activity and he said it so sweetly. You could see that Wad had no reason to decline and he accepted. However, I watched the rest of the series and I know it never happened. I wonder, if when the series was airing, other viewers also imagined them ending up together or is it just me who is making all of this in my mind?!

I will just add a small paragraph about the straight couple of the series: May and M. M is still having this huge crush on May. When they were doing the 2nd step of the game for the flag capture event, he offered her a handkerchief because he saw how she was sweating from doing this event. He cares about her, but I'm not sure she gets why he is this way with her. They are moving at a even smaller speed than the main leads in their relationship. May will firstly have to see M as a real potential lover before really care about his actions because right now she just views him as a friend.

That's it for this episode! Next episode, we're heading to the field trip and its share of twists and turns.

[missstratford]

Queen of my heart

Chapter 3

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

A/n: Chapter 3 is up at last!!! Extremely sorry for the delay, these uni exams weren't going to write themselves were they? 🥲 .. Anyway, I hope y'all like this part... Also next part is definitely going to be steamy so... Beware ig?

You stared at the note in your hand, eyes droopy with sleep. You had finished a monumental task of herbology, potions AND trasnfiguration all due the next day. Just as you were about to leave the library, you were handed this note by the writer himself. "Potter the library is closing and I'm too exhausted so sod off." You mumbled as your sluggish brain tried deciphering the contents of his note. "Say the magic words L/n and I'll leave." Potter cheekily grinned back. Ugh, why wasnt he battered like you were? You lacked the energy to be annoyed so you decided to get rid of him by giving what he wanted. "Alright! I forgive you, now please leave." You said as you made to move around him. "Not so fast," You heard him say before he blocked your path down the hallway. "What is it now?” you gritted your teeth, " My note asks for your forgiveness and requests your presence at the Ravenclaw party this weekend." He tilted his head, eyes meeting yours. You watched him as the moonlight highlighted his irises, Hazel, you noticed. "Well L/n, I know I'm gorgeous but I need an answer. " His lips quirked. Asshole. "Fine I'll be there." You pushed past him, feeling the muscles under your fingertips as you did. Merlin, you needed to sleep.

The music blared through the speakers as students swayed around, chatting… Snogging… Drinking. James looked around for a familiar Slytherin as he stood with his mates. He of course didn't expect you to come but he waited anyway. "Jamie boy, you are three days down for the 2 week challenge, you're slipping mate." Adrian patted him on his back and walked away. He was not slipping, the seven love confessions he'd got that week were proof enough. And then there was L/n. He definitely saw her as an improvement. After all, he had spent 3 days hand writing 50 apology notes. She'd agreed on the 51st, and it seemed quite entertaining watching her fighting sleep and fighting him at the same time. The 3 days themselves were rather eventful for him. He almost went so far to say he'd enjoyed how she rejected him, constantly finding creative ways. And the way she'd furrow her eyebrows when confused. James caught himself smiling into his drink a moment too late. "Lovely day dream eh?” Sirius quirked a brow. " Indeed, it's titled, 'The mockery of L/n' quite dramatic don't you think?” James grinned. He clearly despised her enough to remember her little quirks. "Oi mate look who turned up" He heard Frank whistle to him. Turning around, he caught sight of L/n and his mind froze. She looked so out of place, he thought. All the students around her looked exactly what you'd expect at a party, but her, she looked like someone who would dance with the constellations among the night sky. She looked too elegant, too exquisite to belong in a drab looking party like this. James decided he probably had too much to drink. L/n was not lily, but for the first time, lily, HIS LILY, paled in comparison to her. As you stepped into the Ravenclaw common room, you immediately regretted coming. There, among the dancing bodies stood Malcom. You cursed under your breath as you caught his eye. You quickly walked out the common room, your flowy dress hindering you a bit. Malcom caught your wrists, spinning you to face him. "It's been a while" He smiled politely. The same smile that made you fall for him in 3rd year, the same smile that morphed into hatred as he was about to hit you a month later. "What do you want Malcom? " You asked, keeping the fear from seeping through your voice. "I just wanted to say that," He walked closer, "I miss you, y/n. I miss us." He looked at you earnestly. You felt your chest tighten. You had to leave. "Let me go" You whispered as you tried to tug your arm free. His fingers tightened hard enough to hurt you. "Malcom stop! You're hurting me." You shouted, trying to reach for your wand. "Oh come on y/n, I know you still love me." He gripped your arms harder. "Malcom please, ju-" Your breath started coming out short as tears threatened to spill. Before you could say something more, a hard knock landed on Malcolm's jaw, "I believe the lady asked you to stop." James stood over him. "Potter you piece of-" "I don't think you are in the position to threaten me Malcom. You see I also happen to be the head boy and can not only deduct points but can also report you to the professors. So fuck off yeah?” James was crouching in front of Malcom, jaw set and eyes glaring. You watched as Malcom left, giving you time to try and breath normally. "Hey, would you like to sit down?” you heard James' soft voice. " That would help." You mumbled and he lead to an alcove in a deserted hallway.

You watched the orange firelight spill across the stone floor as you calmed yourself. James was with you all the while, conjuring a goblet of water and helping you focus on your breath. "Thank you." You sighed, resting your head against the wall. "For?" He asked, looking at you. "Saving me from Malcom, of course." You deadpanned. "But I could have handled it" You waved your hands. " I know," James said, which made you look at him, "but I'm glad I helped, let you share the burden for a while." He smiled, a genuine one. He was sitting next to you, your shoulders touching his. "And to finally be your knight in shining armor." He grinned. "You never give up do you?" You couldn't help but laugh. "On you? Never." He laughed. You looked at him wondering how he had said something so profound and intimate just like that, with a smile. You leaned forward, lips touching his briefly as you heard him take in a sharp breath. You pulled away, cheeks reddening. "I-" James silenced you by claiming your lips with a searing kiss, his hands gently cupping your face. You moaned as he sucked on your bottom lip, your fingers pulling against his shirt, wanting him closer. His lips molded against yours and you let out a sigh. You felt him stop and pull away abruptly. You opened your eyes, watching him tuck your hair away and caress your cheek. "It's -um- it's curfew so Filch might catch us." He looked away from you as he stood up. Embarassment coated your features. Why had you kissed him? He was dismissing you now. "I can accompany you to-" You walked away, emotionless before he could complete his sentence.

You lied on your bed, feeling utterly stupid for letting adrenaline control you. Yes he had saved you from Malcom, however, who knew he wasn't the same. But you had glimpsed his true nature back at the alcove. You turned in your sheets. That gave him no reason to treat you like that. First he let's you kiss him then asks you to leave? You were right to hate him.

James lied on his bed, having left the party sooner than the others. He couldn't bring himself to stop thinking about Y/n. The moment he saw her leave the party, he knew there was something wrong. Merlin, he wanted to hex Maclom's sorry arse so badly when he caught him hurting Y/n. His heart had shrunk when he saw her, always so confident and strong, crumble like that. And she had kissed him not long after. Merlin, her lips. James thought as he ran his hands down his face. He couldn't stop thinking of how delicately soft her lips had been. The way she grasped at his shirt and the sounds that her lovely mouth had made. It left him feeling rather aroused. And of course he had gone and ruined it by asking her to leave. But his conscience wouldn't let him, constantly reminding him that it was all a game. He heard the door of his dorm open. "Moony is that you? ” he mumbled. " Who else would it be?" He heard his friends smooth voice. "You left the party early, WHILE lily still remained, something is clearly wrong." Remus said as he sat on James' bed. Ah shit, he had entirely forgotten about Lily, since when did that happen? "I hit Malcom" James said evenly. "Malcom Smith?” Remus asked and James nodded. "He was hurting Y/n" James sighed. "Oh it's Y/n now not L/n?" Remus smirked. "Ugh sod off" James threw a pillow at him. As Remus was about to leave, he stopped, "Prongs, I think Y/n is a kind person and probably the best Slytherin apart from Andromeda and I don't think she deserves to be a pawn in your little game. Just think about it okay?” and closed the door behind him. James sighed in frustration. What had he gotten himself into?

[lukaherehelp]

Playboyy EP1 - "Sex is about everyone"

PART 1

okey, let's get it:

The fountain a la WAP really fits the show, ain't going to lie.

Something tells me that Zouy liked/likes Nant, idk why. Like, they are showing us that Zouy and Nant were pretty close and Nant was definetly a safe space for Zouy for everything, sex talk included. September 15th, 2022 - what was your wish, Zouy?

"Pacebook". I love this show, I swear. Now, the video is posted on the 18th although the video is from a year ago, but also: First's comment asking "where are you? are you coming to class?" was made 2 weeks ago. So... Nant went missing at the beginning of 3rd year.

as I said before, hilarious that Zouy and Jade share the same laptop, "Deadline is faster than Karma" is the true collegue/uni experience!

The parallels to OF are strong but I'm not going to go deep into it. A little tmi: I'm a virgin, I'm not ashame of it and never will be. On contrary to Zouy (and Mew) I'm lucky to have friends since my high school years that never cared neither pressured me into changing this about me. As everyone fuckin should. And that's the commentary both shows are doing on this. But we are going to focus on Playboyy here. Zouy pointing out that Porche, Captain and First being so on the nose about each others sex lifes is the reason Nant went missing, is a really valid point. This group probably met each other on 1st year, so at 18 years old. That's still an age were you can easily sucumb to pressure from your "friends" whom are just giving "friendly advice", while you are trying to "fit in". But it can get you into serious trouble. Porsche, Captain and First are finding out now that their "harmless" behaviour can lead to bad things happening to others only because these others (Nant and Zouy) wanna "fit in" with the group with them.

Feeling all those eyes on you, even if they are "friendly", is a heavy burden.

Now, the whole scene with Jump was highly amusing at the begining, but when it came the time to be Jump and Zouy to be alone, it was painful to watch for the same reason I just talked about but also gives us more insight on Zouy's relationship with sex: he's not ready to get physical yet but he still gets horny like the rest of the lads in this household (everyone is horny 24/7, I love them)

baby boy was so out of his element, come here, let me wrap you in a blankie. is okey.

Now, I must say: Him asking Jump to pose like Rose in Titanic IS FUCKIN HILARIOUS. PEAK ART CLICHÉ. He really said "I want to paint you like one of my french girls" and I almost busted a lung laughing.

I feel like this is some random model drawing, not Nant. But I could be wrong.

Another moment that knocked the air out of my lungs: Porche and Captain walking on Zouy and First. CAN WE PLEASE START LOCKING THE FUCKIN DOORS? DIDN'T WE LEARNED FROM VENUS IN THE SKY?!

This "punishment" is not effective at all but deeply amusing.

Zouy comments again how uncomfortable this makes him and I feel so sorry for him. I know the rest are just trying "to help" but they are not helping at all. Their behaviour got Nant into trouble in the first place and Zouy clearly doesn't wanna end like him as well...

Now, the demon @respectthepetty has teached us well about color and I wanna point out:

Zouy's backack is yellow... and so is Teena's bike

Also, lowkey introducing us to Keen. Captain gets so distracted side-eyeing him that he ends up bumping into Puen. And it adds another problem: the rich kids don't like the scholarship students.

They know what they are doing...

... and I thank them for it *cue chrome arts by onlyoneof*

See, this is when I started loosing my shit:

Sir, we get it, you are hot af, BUT 5FT WAY PLEASE, WE JUST MET.

fuckin hell Kaowoat, you are a beautiful man, lord have mercy on me.

I'm going to end up with a collection of this three and there reactions, am I not?

I'LL CONTINUE ON ANOTHER POST.

[hobbysognodilibri]

Making a new pinned bc I need the rebranding lol

Hello, people in my phone

I'm Dai, 21, most likely bored out of my mind

I'm a poor uni student, constantly stressed and anxious, constantly scrambling to study for an exam

I'm aroace (and have had to friendzone quite a few people, it doesn't get any less awkward with time) and non-binary, my pronouns are mostly they/them but I hardly care

Linguistics major who will most likely include linguistics fun facts in conversations that don't require it

My first language is Italian, I've been studying English since I was 5 (technically earlier but it was just repeating the alphabet or some songs my mom taught me) and I studied German in middle school and now for two years in uni (though I'm not nearly as proficient)

My hobbies include writing, researching new interests I'll abandon in a few weeks and rambling about my life

List of fandom:

Wuthering Waves: been playing since release, will ramble about anything (character builds, showcases, lore, story, characters, OCs, leaks...). Intro post

DC: recent interest, still getting into it but it's been sticking the past few months, open to recommendations for anything

Riordanverse: I've been reading these books since middle school (technically I started in 3rd grade but abandoned it after the third book). I'm only missing the last few books and Kane Chronicles (but will fix the issue asap). Will link my OC's masterpost as soon as I post anything about them

Newsies: been so long since I posted about this but you might see me ramble about this one every once in a while (and totally open to chat about it)

Some fun facts bc idk where else to put them

My favorite colors are green and purple, I'm using pink in this post bc I have the blue color palette and can't read it with the purple lol

I don't have pets (my siblings are enough already) but if I did I'd like a cat. Definitely more of a cat person and one of my best friends always complains bc cats like me better

I have two younger siblings (Nu and Tiny) and an older brother (Elio) (they each have their own tag for my rambles)

I like cooking. It's a nice way of showing care to the people I love and to myself, and I like experimenting

I'm totally a coffee addict, but I can also enjoy a nice cup of tea (black tea with a teaspoon of sugar or some sort of fruity blend with two teaspoons of sugar).

I enjoy working out. When the weather is good enough I like staying outside practicing wushu (I've done it for 11 years but had to stop in 12th grade bc of school, plan on restarting again, was black belt), but I also enjoy the feeling of going to the gym (or better yet, the feeling of a post workout shower)

My tags:

#my ocs ig -> various OC rambles

#dai's weird tales -> my personal tag, you'll see a weird mix of tales, rambles, complaints etc

#dai's batfam -> one of my favorite tags, courtesy of a moot. My rambles tied to my family

#the tiny birthdays thief -> my little brother's tag. Codename: Tiny

#it's not nu's fault -> my younger sister's tag. Codename: Nu

#twinky twinky little star -> my older brother's tag (courtesy of Tiny). Codename: Elio (this isn't actually a codename but shhhh)

#the normal nerd -> tag for one of my best friends (for whom I still need to find a codename bc he doesn't have nicknames)

#Jiahui -> my wuwa oc, you'll see me ramble about her a lot

#beneath the sands wuwa -> tag for @unrealistic-ideas-for-writers 's writing project that includes some of our Wuwa OCs

DNI:

The usual, do I even actually have to write it? Don't be a bigot, an asshole, racist, homotransphobic, abilist, fatphobic, bla bla bla

Be a decent person and we'll be fine

Hopefully you'll enjoy your stay in my convoluted brain

I will not be held responsible for eventual crushes y'all get on my characters, you've been warned

[noa-de-cajou]

I see Bazyli again

On my first month

Of uni

A lot of people but

I'd recognize him anywhere

The others are here too

They changed

Two years

And what strikes me first is

That he got

So much

Thinner

Thinner than when he was doing figure skating

(I hope he continued figure skating)

(Looks like his arm healed nicely)

(I'm glad)

Not like

Unhealthy thin but still worrying thin

The kind of thin you get when you stop caring about yourself but you still have to pretend you do

(I call this the Simowiet-type thin)

(Sorry, Simowiet)

(It's less visible on Bazyli because he’s much smaller)

I still remember how he felt in my arms

How full he made the world feel

A little too much, sometimes

What would I feel now if I hugged him again?

I’m scared that I'll only feel a ghost

There’s something missing from his eyes

And it's my fault

His smile isn’t fake

It’s not what you can call fake

It's just a little too wide sometimes

And a little too snarky

He still talks loud

It’s still cute

I guess I’ve never stopped

Wanting

Loving

Missing

Him

Even though I should stop

It’d be selfish, after what I did to him

Would he be angry?

He wouldn't

And that's

Exactly

The problem

He never cared what happened to him

He didn't care what would happen to him

If he could try and find me

When I see where that got him I wonder

Was I worth it?

I don’t think I was worth it

I don't think…

…

People move around

Time for class

I blink

And just like that

He's gone again

I don't know where

Meanwhile, I'm still there

And there I stay

Unmoving

Put my headphones back on

Turn the volume up

Only in my darkest moments can I see the light

Oh

Okay, that is kind of funny

I think I'm prone to getting blinded when it's bright

Bronya’s the one who made me listen to this the first time

She doesn't look it but she's a sucker for love songs

Well this december, I'll remember

This one was different tho, that's what she said

It was a song she associated with Bazyli

Because Bazyli was born on december 3rd

So she annoys him with it

Want you to see it when I do, ooo

Because he doesn’t like his birthday

God knows I do

I’m happy they're still friends at least –

“Hey, Nati, I forgot my jacket at the meeting yesterday, did you pick it up by any chance?”

His

His voice

Over the music

I freeze

He’s right behind me

Talking to a girl

Natalia I think?

She's a second year

“Oh yeah! I put it in the student association’s local. You can go check if it’s still there.”

“Great, thanks… Thought I’d lost it, haha.”

I could turn around

I could say it

I'm here

I'm back

But I don’t

I want him to be happy without me

I want him to be happier than he was back then even

I don’t want to look at him in the eyes again and realize I broke him

I want to see him

I want to talk to him

But I also don’t want to

He walks away and the music reaches my brain again

I’m alright if you're alright

I look at his back

He has new earrings, green

The color of his eyes

The eyes I can't even look at

I’m okay if you're okay

I change the music

Two

Birds

On a wire

God

What is it with this playlist

He gets into the building, alone

One tries to fly

Away

And the other

And from far away I get a glimpse of his face

Of how tired he looks

Watches him close

From that wire

“Hum, kid? You good?”

I jump

Natalia saw me

I nod

And I run away

I run away

Like I always do.

He says he wants

To as well

But he

Is a

Liar

This December – Ricky Montgomery

Two Birds – Regina Spektor

[80sarcadecarpet]

Gwyn | 21 | he/him

welcome to my personal blog! I'm a 3rd year uni student and an artist and astronomer. most of my posts will probably revolve around my interests or just personal stuff, any art that I don't post to either of my other blogs will also go here probably.

my dms are always open so feel free to shoot me a message for any reason, even if you're just bored and looking for someone to talk to :)

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art blog: @luminouswisp

fallout blog: @bluestarbottlecap

other socials: instagram ⋆ carrd ⋆ toyhouse ⋆ art fight

please dm me first if you wanna add me on discord, I'm happy receiving friend requests I'd just prefer to know who's adding me first is all

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Interests

Video Games: Portal, Fallout, Elder Scrolls, Sam & Max, Disco Elysium, Metal Gear Solid, ULTRAKILL, Team Fortress 2, Pokemon, Postal

Movies & TV: Evil Dead trilogy, Smiling Friends, Columbo, Duckman, MLP, IASIP, Moomins, X-files, Dexter

Anime & Manga: Witch Hat Atelier, Dungeon Meshi, anything Studio Ghibli

Music: Dead Kennedys, Rage Against the Machine, Limp Bizkit, Rammstein, Suicidal Tendencies, KMFDM, Korn, Slipknot, The Clash plus a lot more I won't go into

Other Stuff: HLVRAI, DnD, SCP foundation, Bugbo, Slenderverse (Marble Hornets & Everymanhybrid)

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DNI: terfs, zionists, nazis/neo-nazis, literally any flavour of bigot, tcc. block or be blocked