#like u really didn’t need to say anything

[hugs2doie]

— I’M NOT SAYING ANY, THING. / L.D.H

summary. your best friend had a habit: falls easily in love, forgets about you, gets his heart broken, comes back to you again.

genre. angst

wc. 400+ or sum

nini’s note. wrote this under like 15 mins so if it sucks im soeey im lazy to do changes 💔 this is heavily inspired by hate yourself & anjela (i was gatekeeping anjela but 💔) by tv girl (one of my fave bands ever!!!), so i recommend u listen to those songs to understand the references & enjoy this blurb slightly more :3

Was it a coping mechanism? You’d call it that, at this point, by the large amount of times it has happened.

You loved your best friend you really, really did. You weren’t sure if he did feel the same though, your best friend only loved you when he was left alone and needed somewhere to go rest and cry.

You were confused, really confused.

Haechan was a pretty boy and a loverboy at heart, everyone knew that, which made it easy for some people to take advantage of him. He’d fall in love with anyone who fell in love with him, which happens so often.

Then the heart break would come. Typical.

The relationships wouldn’t even last that long, yet Haechan would pour his heart while crying about his (now ex) lovers.

He would isolate himself in his room, for about a week or so, and no one would know what he did or how he even survived there.

After this slump, let’s say, he’d finally come out of his room and he would crave love,

and this is the part where he reminds himself he has you, his best friend who’ll be there no matter what.

He didn’t do it on purpose.

He is used to you always being around, and if anything happens, he’d crawl straight to your arms, even if he payed no attention to you throughout the whole period he had a partner,

During this period of time, you didn’t know if he was even alive anymore. Haechan would be so focused on his lovers to even think of anyone else around him, even you, especially you.

When he’d seek for your touch and comfort, you’d get false hope. Why was he cuddling with his head on your chest? Why was he staring at your lips with glossy and teary eyes? Why were his lips moving against yours? Why was he playing with your hair with one if his hands and holding your hand with the other? What were you, his girlfriend or something?

You didn’t even know what you were at this point.

Lovers? But he only wants you when he has no one.

Best friends? But he doesn’t care how you’re doing.

Friends? But he forgets about your existence.

It was frustrating to think about, which made you give up, looking at his sleeping figure next to you, clinging to you.

Why does it matter, anyways? He didn’t like you anyways. He didn’t climb into your arms because he was trying to lead you on,

he was only trying to stay warm.

#nct #nct imagines #nct headcanons #nct fluff #nct dream #nct dream fluff #nct dream headcanons #nct dream imagines #nct dream reactions #nct dream x reader #nct dream haechan #haechan fluff #haechan imagines #haechan scenarios #haechan drabble #haechan x reader #haechan drabbles #nct dream x reader #nct dream scenarios #nct dream drabbles

[weneeya]

nishinoya x reader where the team is at camp and paired up into duos to room together and you and tanaka secretly swap places in the middle of the night so he can hangout w kiyoko and u can hangout w noya. + reader and tanaka high fiving in the hallway for pulling their scheme off :3

sneaking out w/ nishinoya m.list | rules

note. omg i'm so sorry i took so long before doing your request but here i am!! i hope you'll enjoy it as much as i loved your idea <3 feel free to request!

You weren’t officially part of the volleyball team but you were spending so much time with them that they didn’t hesitate to bring you to the camp with them when they left for a few days. You were paired in duos for the room and, as you were one of the girls, you were obviously spending your night along with Kiyoko. Except that you really wanted to spend some time with Nishinoya during those short “vacations”. 

This is how you ended up making this plan with Tanaka. as he was the one in the same room as Noya, and you were with the love of his life, it didn’t take long for you two to make an arrangement. Both of you needed to be really careful, because if anyone knew what you did, especially Daichi, it would be the end of your lives. 

The night finally arrived and the time had come. You silently sneaked out of your room after talking for some time with Kiyoko, and you joined the spot you decided to meet at with Tanaka. He arrived after some time, and both of you left for each other’s room.

You slowly entered the room, looking around as you walked inside. You didn’t have the time to say anything when you felt a sudden weight on your back which made you fall on the ground. You heard a laugh and you couldn’t help but to show an amused smile. 

“You’re here!” Noya said as he sat next to you on the floor, a huge smile on his lips. You nodded at his words, chuckling slightly. “Don’t be so loud, we can’t get caught.” The libero simply jumped on you once more, taking you between his arms to hold you tightly. 

It wasn”r like you couldn’t spend time together usually, but this camp was a good opportunity to have some peaceful time and to hangout alone without having to worry about school. So the two of you spend a good part of the night together. you guys talked about a lot of things, and Nishinoya even showed you some of his tricks. 

He was currently trying to show you his new technique when you take a look at the hour. You looked back at the libero with a sad smile. “I need to go soon Yuu,” you told him, and a frown appeared on his face. Apparently, he wasn’t so happy with the idea of you leaving. He kneeled on the floor in front of you who was sitting on his bed. 

It caught you off guard but, before you could say anything, Noya was resting his head on your lap, eyes closed. You blinked a few times, trying to process what was happening. Your fingers slowly found their way to his hair, playing with it gently. The two of you stayed like this for some time, enjoying a bit of calm together before you had to go back to your own room. 

After some time, Nishinoya finally stood up again. “You can go now,” he said, and you stood up from the bed right after. You offered him a smile before leaving a soft kiss against his cheek. He looked at you with his usual smile, waving at you. “Goodnight,” you said to each other before you got out of the room. 

You met Tanaka in the hallway, as both of you stayed longer than expected. A smile almost immediately appeared on your lips and Tanaka raised his hand. You let your hand meet his in a silent high five before he giggled a little. Your plan had worked perfectly, and you knew the camp was going to be even funnier than what you thought.

thank you for reading!

#nishinoya yū #nishinoya x reader #nishinoya yuu #nishinoya headcanons #nishinoya hcs #haikyuu nishinoya #hq nishinoya #haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu hcs #hq #hq headcanons #hq x reader #hq hcs

[bleedingichorhearts]

𝕾𝖊𝖙 𝖁𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖉𝖎𝖙𝖞 II

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: Just wait until he senses he had zero effect.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets, @bispecsual, @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan, @sleepyfan-blog.

|°ᴛᴀɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ°| |°ɪᴄʜᴏʀ’ꜱ ᴀᴏ3°|

𝕬𝖈𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖉𝖌𝖊: I really don’t know how to tag this one. Read this type of story’s advisedly.

TW // Slight SMUT/NSFW, Dubcon mention.

A doorbell echos through out my dreams before I realized it was a real doorbell ringing through my home. A groan leaving me when I manage to unwrap myself from my own blankets. My muscles aching for rest with each small movement I make off my bed to shuffle out of my bedroom and into the hallway, nearly taking out a wall and a shelf with me. The doorbell ringing obnoxiously loud again.

“Hang on, hang on.” I gumble tiredly, slowly avoiding anymore shelves and walls with anything on them while I enter my living room, nearly tripping on my own couch again. Still too drowsy to be even be walking around and answering my own front door.

“Hello?” I greet groggily, threading my fingers through my damp hair. My eyes barely opening to see the person at my door through the suns light. Barely reminding myself before I panic that I took a deep clean in my own bath, opened up my bedroom window and placed a few scented candles around before knocking myself out in my own bed again.

“Good mornin— woah.” A light feminine voice starts, but stops mid sentence to change their words. “You looked like you got throughly fucked.”

I scoff lightly at her words, leaning up against my door. Amused by her as she wasn’t wrong about being absolutely fucked. My legs still quivering in an effort to walk around my own place. All my weeks worth of energy being spent on fulfilling desire.

“Well… you wouldn’t be wrong about that.” I mumble, scratching my head while looking at this woman. Recognizing her from work before recognizing her as my friend from work. Damn, I think I’d need more sleep.

“Wait, did your man finally take you to pound town?” She asks, shifting her weight. Her brown hair moving over her shoulder before she flips it back over her shoulder.

“Lily! Not out in the open!” I hiss at her, moving to the side and gesturing for her to go into my house before I would pull her in myself.

“What? It’s what you wanted right?” She questions with a confused tone as I gently close the front door and locked the deadbolt. “Oooo! This is much more than just a pound town! I want to know all of it woman, spill.”

“I will, I will just— give me a moment.” I huff, looking around me for a quick second to make sure there wasn’t any hidden cameras or something hidden in my own home. My body leaning over the back of the couch for brief support.

“Yeah? Looks like you need it with the way you can barely stand.”

“Lily!”

“What? Just gathering facts!” She defends herself, making herself at home on the dark olive rocker recliner to the side of the couch. Her legs resting on top of her other one with her hands resting on her thighs. “He sent you way over pound town.”

“Lily…” I groan, flopping myself over the back couch and laying on it with a wince. The effort to pull myself over exhausting. I just wanted to go back to sleep again.

“Alright, alright just tell me what happened and I won’t tease you… much.” Lily adds in that last part as I get comfortable on my couch. Taking a decorative pillow and hugging it to my chest.

“It uh— I didn’t do it with Adam.” I hesitantly admit to the brown eyed woman that stared me down like I was some prey. My fingers nervously fiddling together as I look down at them. What if she thinks I’m a cheater? A whore? Am… I one? A wretched whore?

“…Well that’s a relief. That man was U-G-L-Y and disgusting always.” She says after a few beats of silence. Not really easing my worries.

“But doesn’t that make me a… whore?” I question the older lady by 2 years. My eyes glancing back at her to look at her facial expression; neutral, not judgmental.

“Girl, that doesn’t make you a whore. The man cheated on you many times before this.” She informs me of Adams’ past mistakes, a tiny ‘oh’ leaving my mouth. That didn’t make me feel any better either.

I was still in a relationship with him though, wasn’t I? He still returns home with a smile on his face and a kiss to my cheek, asking what’s cookin’. His lips giving dragging across my neck then.

Though, there were times he wasn’t home at all, never living up to his promises of being back by 10:00 or even three days. I didn’t want to believe that he would do such things to me, but I see them. I see the evidence. I see how he looks at other girls out in public, his eyes never truly trained on me as I would pay for his food. How he never follows me to keep me safe, or even acknowledges the sidewalk rule. It was like I was being played as the third wheel.

“Am I a whore though?” I can’t help but ask again meekly. Sitting up on the couch and hugging the pillow closer to my chest. I didn’t want to be known as a whore.

“Well, do you sleep with men after men?” Lily asks leaning back in the recliner, slowly rocking it with her shoe.

“No.” I respond, scrunching up my nose at the terrible thought of being used like that.

“Do you get paid for it?”

“Eww, no.”

“Do you know who you got railed by?”

“…No.”

“Wait… so you let someone, who you don’t know. Rail you?” Lily states like it was the most surprising thing she heard. Putting both of her shoes down on the ground and shuffling up in the recliner.

“Does that—”

“Does that make you a whore? No, but it could mean something way worse.” She interrupts quickly as I eye her down carefully and worriedly. “Were you… acceptable to the sex?”

My face burns up at the in abrupt thought of being trapped underneath the bulk of the man. The sweat of his scarred chest pressing up against my back with each thrust filling up my sweet, burning walls with unnatural ease. His big hand keeping my smaller ones above me, pinning them to the bed. His hips never faltering when my walls tighten around him, trying to milk his cock of his newer seed each time he pushes through. Growling and snarling when I push back up against him when he wanted to do all the work.

Oh, it was an absolutely filthy night. I have never felt so full, so satisfied like that with anyone that I laid with. Nor I ever had to clean myself up so thoroughly.

“My god, was it really that good?” Lily scoffs in an astounded manner, leaning back in the recliner and covering her mouth with her hand as I bury my face in the pillow. A whine being muffled into it.

“…It… really was.” I admit, voice muffled from the pillow. Nearly going back to think about how good his dick felt.

“How did it all even start?” She asks, truly wondering how I got acceptably railed by a stranger.

“You know of that one toy right?” I ask her, lifting my head up from my pillow getting an ‘uh huh’ out of her. “Well… I was using it one night and I was nearing my climax when I find myself pushed down on it.”

“Wait, so like, some dude came inside of your house and pushed you down on the cock?” She stops me for a second, waving her hand at me as I nod at her. “How do you not find that alarming?”

“I guess, I was too deep into it?” I answer her honestly, looking down at the floor. “I was really craving for that high that I didn’t really notice it?”

“…Despite the man giving you a really good fuck. Let’s not let that happen again. That’s concerning on how this person did that to you.” She advises me, always taking my protection to the next level.

I nod at her concern. It was… weird to think about the more you stay on it. How did the man know where my room was? My home? Was this a stalker that I unknowingly had? Do I need to contact the authorities? Do I need protection over my house?

Though, it didn’t feel like I should go overboard with the protection. Perhaps a few cameras and new locks for the doors, and it’s not like every day or night that you get so thoroughly fucked and so nicely too. The aftercare was oddly nice of them to do.

“What else did this man do?” Lily resumes her last ask. My face warming up some more. Hoping she really wouldn’t ask for more.

“He had me in all sorts of positions: Missionary, doggy style, mating press, spooning… it was unbelievable of how much stamina this guy had.” I sigh, giving her more details of what happened, remembering how he kissed and nibbled at my neck when spooning me, huffing into my ear with each squelch of his cock railing me.

“Sounds like this guy was breeding you.” She states the obvious.

“It certainly felt like it.” I confirm, shivering at that phantom feeling of his thick cum staining my walls. Even after when I cleaned myself off, there was still markings of him left over.

“…Did you take any pregnancy tests?” I blink then nod at her question.

“I did, multiple for good measure. They all came out negative.”

Lily laughs at that, slapping her thighs “I know you wanted a baby, but damn! I didn’t think it would be this haywire!”

“It is…something, isn’t it?” I quietly hum at her, fiddling with my fingers. Finding no comedy in this odd situation when it suddenly became a more serious matter.

“So… where is Adam in all of this?” She asks, quickly switching the subject. Noticing the different vibes and the nervous fingers. My eyebrow furrowing up in thought. Where was Adam?

“I— Honestly don’t know. I haven’t seen him at all this week.” I say, never recalling him of being home at all before I got dicked down.

“Eh, I wouldn’t worry too much about him.” Lily shrugs, leaning back in the recliner. Not caring in the slightest bit for that so called man. He was a prick.

“But—”

“No buts!” Lily cuts in quickly, folding her arms for more commanding effect. “And if that one guy comes back please at least get his name so it’s not a… questioning situation. I might get my Marine involved if it continues anonymously, alright?”

“Alright.” I agree with her, but ask “What if it actually continues anonymously though?”

“Then I’m taking you under my protection. I sure my Marine won’t mind. He likes you anyways.” She shrugs again yet her tone is serious.

“Are you sure—”

“Yes, I am sure! Just take my damn word will you?!”

ℕ𝕖𝕩𝕥 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣: Chapter III

ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣: Chapter I

#warhammer 40k #space marine husbandry sentience #space marine #reader insert #space marine x reader #adeptus astartes #adeptus astartes x reader #death guard #death guard x reader #oc: blasius #tw: dubious consent

[kefnut-the-gweilologist]

i see jamie lee curtis is giving me another reason to hate her guts

#like u really didn’t need to say anything #and here u r trying to play switzerland between the stiking actors/writers and the entertainment corperations #she’s given me the ick ​ever since she used kanye’s antisemitism as a way to segue into promoting eeaao

[donnatroyyyy]

Batman has/had some kind of miscommunication going on with every single one of his kids. The bat family is just one big miscommunication trope after the other.

#him and Dick have miscommunication about how they see each other. Bruce sees Dick as a son and Dick sees Bruce as a father #but they didn’t think the other saw them that way so they never told each other. that’s what led to their fights in Dick’s later teenage #years and dick quitting and becoming nightwing. he thought Bruce only saw him as a ward/robin so he thought that as long as he couldn’t be #robin Bruce wouldn’t want him #and if didn’t help when Bruce stopped talking to him when he left. though to Bruce it was because he thought Dick didn’t want to talk to him #and also Dick really needs to tell Bruce like ‘hey you put me on a higher pedestal then you put even yourself which is saying something and #and I don’t like that cuz that’s too much pressure for me. and also since you did it everyone else does it and has done it since I was Robin #and it’s literally just a matter of time before I break from the pressure cuz I’m not fucking Superman and I can’t take it’ #and Jason with the whole UTRH thing. you know all Bruce had to say was that he had tried killing the joker over Jason multiple times and #maybe just explain to Jason WHY he doesn’t kill. a simple ‘you’re better than me because if I killed one person I’d kill everyone’ #or it could even just be a simple ‘I do love you Jason youre the kid that I felt most comfortable loving’ #and also maybe a ‘I don’t think anything changed after my death and that makes my death meaningless which I think goes against your no kill #rule because I hat is the rule of not a reminder taht death means something. and by that logic my death already went against the rule so why #can’t you do it again for the man that murdered me.’ and Bruce needs to make a presentation: ‘all the ways Jason’s death meant something’ #and Tim just needs a simple ‘I don’t see you as work I see you as family.’ maybe even a ‘you don’t have to be the grown up in this relati #anymore I’m sorry you were one to begin with. you should’ve always been the child’ #now his miscommunication with Damian goes much deeper but I’m one hundred percent sure if they sit down and air out all of their feelings it #would help a lot but I have a feeling that won’t happen #a ‘I have trouble understanding you because both your trauma and compassion run deeper than mine and I also never had to grow up to be a #weapon’ from Bruce and a ‘I don’t understand your optimism and moral stubbornness and easness why is it so easy to be good for u?’ #his miscommunication with Cass stems from two things a simple ‘why are you so afraid to show how deeply you love?’ from Cass maybe a #‘I’m jealous of you because you’re better than me not only in fighting but morally and emotionally’ from Bruce should fix it #and Steph— look I’m not even going to TRY to get into that that goes SO much deeer and wider than any one else’s miscommunication #but maybe a ‘you reminded me of Jason at a time where that wasn’t a good thing’ from Bruce should start things up #for Duke a ‘I can never truly understand what you’re going/have gone through and for that I’m sorry’ from Bruce should suffice #maybe also Bruce telling him that just because he sees Duke as a son doesn’t mean he’s trying any less to get Duke his parents back #oh and babs just needs to go up to him and say ‘I don’t like that what happened to me happened for your story and not mine and I don’t like #that you don’t let me make it into my story’ and then Bruce can follow up and say ‘I see so much of myself in you and it makes me worry and #also I can never look at you without feeling guilty cuz you’re right what happened to you happened for MY story so I’m at fault’ #then the two can go back to being too much like each other and sitting at their respective computers

[arthur-r]

(stupid vent in the tags i’m maybe struggling a lot. not feeling particularly real or handling my life and relationships maturely at all)

#i love i LOVE how i can write out three fucking pages of how well and normal my life is going and then just fall apart #is this directly correlated to whether i take my anxiety medication? certainly but the side effects are SHIT and its not mandatory anymore #(realizing the amount of my shit relationship that i spent fucking drugged up by myself is SHIT!! i wasn’t a real human being i was so #fucking out of it all the time and he DIDNT FUCKING CARE and i’m upset. that being said i’m anxious as shit now without my meds) #anyway i’m meeting up with two people tomorrow and they’re both the most fucked up sorts of relationships where they’ve been almost my #entire life at certain points of time but are also people who have made me FUCKING UNCOMFORTABLE but with no ill will just fucked situation #problem is one is just an asshole but the other is an incredible person with delusions attached. i think. i’m struggling #i was so fucking healthy two days ago and i thought its a good idea to say hi when i’m in town. but no actually i’m fucked in the head #i feel like he’s either going to kill me or fall in love with me. he’s ten years older than me. and has done NOTHING WRONG IM JUST INSANE #should i not show up?? this is a normal fucking person this is a normal person and i want to say hi. already sent him a long fucking email #so we’re a little late to lose this relationship. and it’s FUCKING NORMAL. normal fucking person. mentor figure positive fucking role model #what the fuck is wrong with me!!!! i’m so fucking normal i just get insane. i’m being like my nemesis actually. ex-bandmate who fucked me u #and didn’t fucking care about anyone and saw me as a character i’m doing her fucking thing. im talking about a normal man who cares about m #a normal amount. ​and interacts with me in a NORMAL FUCKING WAY. who SAVED MY FUCKING LIFE. what is WRONG WITH ME #aside from that…. i’m just feeling sick and awful. my little sister is really struggling and so am i. and i talk so much and never listen #and i could have fucking sworn that i was doing well. fucking LAST NIGHT i wrote all about how fucking stable i am. how i’m going to be oka #AND I AM. i just feel like shit. and i don’t know what’s wrong with me. i’m going on testosterone TOMORROW if all goes well. why can’t i #just fucking focus on that?!!?!?!?? and i’m dysphoric as shit it’s half of what’s wrong with me right now. maybe t will just fucking fix me #but what the fuck. what the fuck. i dont know. all of a sudden i’m in a bad place. i just want to be okay. #i hope everyone is well and i’m sorry for venting. i would almost not post this but i don’t feel real #i don’t know. sending love…. let me know if you need anything please. be well 💛 #friends only #vent cw #like if read #delete later #ask to tag

[padfootastic]

the worst thing is when like. someone on the internet hasn’t done anything wrong, is a perfectly pleasant person, but their vibes are utterly rancid to u. can’t escape them bc theyre on ur feed 84372 times a day and u feel very very weird blocking someone who’s literally not even looked in ur direction lmao

#like i *get* it block liberally etc etc and i DO #but sometimes it’s like. why. what is it *about* this person that bothers me #it’s just such tiny tiny things #and i really can’t escape it half the time #tumbles block system is great when ur the one blocked but now when ur doing the blocking #(which. wtf tumblr) #i’m still seeing people in reblogs #and like. again. they’re a nice person. not done anything technically wrong #but i have the most feral urge to growl at them thru the screen #like ??? wtf brain?? #since when do we care about vibes so much #it’s like that thing where if a person u don’t like makes a good point #but u can’t take anything they say in good faith lol #some of the stupidest things that’s made me feel like this is say. someone w a weird headcanon #or people who use <3 in that. tiktok girlie suibaiting way #passive aggressiveness #if someone’s *too* sensitive on the internet #idk the list goes on and i don’t wanna keep blocking people but i need to know another ways to manage this lol #i think one time i blocked someone for posting about how sirius is obsessed with remus lmao #i didn’t like the…tone…nor the words…. #there is literally no point to this i just saw something on my feed and got super annoyed s’all #something so irrelevant i’m gonna forget about it in 7 hours #i’m gonna compare it to a lactose intolerance #milk is wonderful and everyone around u loves it but it gives u gas so u stay away and give it a stink eye everytime #no one’s at fault but u feel like an over sensitive bitch lmao #(not me tho. love me my dairy) #so. ykno. #a lil rant. if u will. #pen’s whining

[avatardoggo]

“i’ve never had a girl write me a letter before”

“yk what? i’m going to frame it fr”

“if anyone asks im going to say someone ✨Special✨ gave this to me”

#G U Y S #OH GOODNESS BE STILL MY HEART SO 👏🏾 #i felt the need to make memory verse cards for FG mainly bc he’s starting to develop a relationship with God and bc i like making stuff for #my friends so i was making them throughout the week and i didn’t really have time to finish them in one go but i was going to finish them #eventually yk? but then saturday came and i was busy with school work and stuff but then the Holy Spirit was like finish these tonight so i #stayed up to finish them for him in order to give them to him at church so i finished 🥳 then i gave them to him after church and GUYS THIS #MAN OMGOODNESS HE WAS LOOKING AT ME LIKE 🥺🥺🥺“you made this for me?’ and i was like ya 😅🥹 and then when he got home to read the letter (bc i #told him he can’t read it in front of me bc i can’t handle all that rn) he was like no one had ever done anything like this for me and it #means sm to him and how he can’t wait to get me something for my birthday #and this morning he sent me a snap from work of how he’d put up the cards in his cubicle and how he thinks my handwriting is nice and he was #like you wrote my name 🥺😁 bc i wrote affirmations for him to say with the verses #so ya #mutuals my beloved <3 #vk overshares in the tags #Friendly Giant ™️ #FG #vk swoons in the tags and irl

[crossbackpoke-check]

what are ur thoughts on the winners room trope?

ooooo okay surface level analysis: i like winner’s room fics :)

etwas tieferes: i think it’s cool that it’s (afaik) unique to hockey fandom and i enjoy the way it integrates a lot of unspoken rules in hockey with desire/makes them a physical/tangible reality… also the narrative potentials/world-building it opens up can be fun because there’s not really a set of rules for the “winner’s room” trope. are there in-universe rules? who gets chosen? who’s exempt? who gets to pick? where’s it going down? is it the entire room or one guy? what if your (ex)boyfriend is on another team? does somebody need to be taught a lesson or do you need to remind someone who got traded you still love them? also, most important, winner’s room gives you the chance to put two random-ass guys you saw interact for 0.002 seconds and went “hmmm. interesting” about into a Situation and i love that

#yeah buddy!! i love answering questions!!! unironically i have so many opinions!!!! #refraining from putting this in the main text but had to go: yeah who doesn’t love a good g*ngb*ng #it also doesn’t just have to be a bunch of dudes fucking though per always: i think winner’s room fics can bring up interesting dialogues #about the idea of bodily autonomy and self-sacrifice or sacrifice in sports #every fic can utilize a trope their own way so you might have lighter versions or heavier versions and #tw: sa #dub-con/CNC elements which. given the truth of SA and abuse in hockey it’s valuable to have tools to explore and i feel like i need to #address that when i talk about this? obvi dead dove do not eat for some fics re:winner’s room but i think a lot of them do talk about #control and power to some extent if you were to do a deep literary analysis. which we don’t need to. sometimes it’s enough to read a fic one #time because you liked the main pairing and didn’t know SHIT about the flyers and then come back to it years later and absolutely lose your #goddamn mind about the fact that actually you DID know about travis konecny before you thought you did and at one point there were all these #guys that you now know and love who were just like. random fuckers in the sides of the fic. i tend to do that a lot bc i will read for #nearly everything (if i love u. i will read your works even if i don’t know anything about the fandom and also i am always willing to jump #on new ships) so also tangentially i think winner’s room fics are a lot of fun because you can see a lot of different interactions between a #lot of guys like not only is it this guy and this guy but also this guy and that guy and these two interacting around the sacrifice etc etc #tangled web many layers und so weiter. not sure if any of that makes sense but also i’m gonna tag for mentions of sa/wjc/hockey canada stuff #i don’t even really know if winner’s room functions as well even in other sports bc of the Team Identity in hockey & cultural context #liv in the replies #winner’s room can be layered with SO many other kinks and tropes and aus and also just like. i like it & that’s probably all i needed to say #also obvi re: rules for trope there aren’t ever any there’s just some popular variations and we can kinda see some of those forming #but i’m not even sure if winner’s room has its own tag on the archive? i’d have to check i know i have a few saved in my bookmarks at least #OH also if you made it this far. wasn’t sure if this was like a ‘do u got recs’ or a ‘what’s your moral stance’ or ‘hey is this something ur #into’ so. good faith good vibes y’all and if this wasn’t what u meant please elaborate the question i do love answering things #ty for the ask!!!! #for the record i do watch hockey like the leonardo dicaprio pointing meme finding milliseconds of interaction to go HAHA GAY NARRATIVE about

[puppyeared]

Nothing wrong with my lisp actually it makes me very sexy and women want me and the wrath of god is not enough to describe how cool it is

#my aunt dissed my lisp again🙃 and I’m sick of it #cause jas is growing her front teeth in and my aunt was like haha I hope she doesn’t get a lisp like you that would be embarrassing lmao #and my mom brought it up just a while ago like ‘you went quiet and didn’t say anything but if u did I was gonna say s th to #*smth too’. and I was like ???? what do you mean #I didn’t actually hear what my aunt said so I just didn’t know what to say LMAO. but I really wish she’d stop doing that #like. I have an open bite and I COULD get surgery to fix it but it’s not like it’s hurting me lmao #it does make stuff inconvenient when I bite stuff and my teeth can’t touch and yeah my lisp but like. other than that nothing wrong #why does she like pushing my buttons. like I know relatives like asking how you are and teasing u but there was literally no reason for her #to bring that up :o/ sorry I just need to get this all out #fuck you I hope jas does have a lisp. then we can be lisp buddies #my mom literally asked me a couple months ago ‘hey do you think you’re shy bc your aunt made fun of your lisp when you were a kid’ and I was #like YES. I FUCKING HATE IT. WHENEVER I SPEAK I WANTED TO DIE WHEN I WAS A KID #don’t fucking do that to a kid oh my god. even if you think it’s small stuff like a stutter or a lisp shut the fuck UP oh my GOD #vent #yapping

[iloveyoumorethansoup]

I do think one of my favorite parts about work is having people who I can be like omg you would Not believe what is happening rn in my life to and they’re like oh my god really??

#today on that is I actually cannot stand where I go to college and am not happy about going back #though I’m glad to get out of my house #and I was like maybe I should take a gap year. oh. I’d still have to live with my mother than. nvm #and one lady was like aww but I’ve met ur parents they’re fun! and I’m like oh bestie u wanna hear the latest on my mother??? #which would be that she left for 4 days said it was bc of me and then claimed she never said that and thinks everything is back to normal #and she’s like oh! oh wow. i did not get that impression #i just gotta. watch what I say a little bc my dad and the owner r friends #not that I have anything bad to say about my dad #my mother however……. don’t get me started #my mother saying all that is old news but I do like people to have context before they decide she seems like a very nice person #im working maximal hours still im out of here lol #but they didn’t schedule me!! so now im trying to take peoples hours #but it didn’t occur to me that I should like. pick and choose the days. like I should be putting in more effort to work days my friends do #everyone I really wanna see is there on my last day which makes me happy #i am gonna miss my friends a lot #i managed to weasel my way into my manager just like. giving me all of Wednesday to work. despite them not really needing me #she’s like wellll I’m managing so no one will say anything #like ok bestie thank u #now I just need to steal someone’s Friday morning #soup talks

[munamania]

i literally never don’t overthink. that is a stupid sentence. so i’m thinking abt it too much but it pisses me off sooooo so much when my roommates do this shit and i know i’m a little too sensitive sometimes but like. ugh! read the room?? just occasionally do fucking anything around here??? like.

#like i know. i Know just because of. things about how i grew up and whatnot #and things never being done around the house and it always being a mess that i am reading them not doing stuff as really disrespectful when #they’re really just kinda slobs. u know. mostly the one. #and it’s like we talked about this stuff when we first moved in and maybe i need to just communicate again #but also why’s it always fall on me to be nice and communicate and then feel awkward after knowing i’m being a little uptight #like. just realize that i’m frustrated and do something about it??? i know these people don’t owe me anything except they do they owe me #being decent fucking roommates. u know. #i’m just. i’m only adding in that context because i know i’m Hypersensitive to it and it’s been making me extra neurotic lately #but also they’re just kind of being assholes. well once again mostly the one. they’re being an asshole. #it’s like. if i didn’t just go in there and clean the kitchen. yeah one of them might’ve emptied and loaded the dishwasher #but apparently no one else knows how to like wipe down a sink/stove/counter/etc. #ok. whatever. i’m just filled with so much rage in my little body sometimes when i go out there and it’s making me miserable so i’ll just #have to say something if it doesn’t change. but. yeah. #they went in their room bc i was cleaning <3 lol #abby talks

[foxsnails]

Can y’all please just be normal for 5 mins

#specifically towards me #turning off anon when I’m able to walk to my pc later #and my pinned post which just has my art links?? really?? #one of u told me to grow up bc sure it’s me who needs to do that yeah #didn’t even say anything specific #just that as an artist I don’t like art discourse #but sure yeah harass me over that I guess

[sadlazzle]

oh dude i think ive only got like 2 mandatory main game bosses left in ds2. that feels weird

#idk i find the amount of bosses in this game a bit confusing. before dlc obviously #esp cause like depending on how u play it u can technically skip a huge chunk of ‘mandatory’ bosses #like the whole time i think the only bosses in the first half of the game tht i knew had to be done were the four great ones #honestly after that i had no idea. luckily im at least trying every boss in the game so i didn’t end up getting 2 confused #i do like ds2. but it does certainly have flaws and a lot of them aren’t too subtle #more sotfs for this one but - too many enemies in some places to the point tht jst running thru an area isn’t an option #which like … that sucks. some boss run backs are absolute assholes #it’s fine if u go thru n kill everything til it stops respawning. but that takes time too so there’s like no good option really #n like. adaptability. i don’t think i need to say anything else on that one #plum plays dark souls 2: sotfs

[dadbots]

ughhhh….ahh…

#dadbots.txt #vent #delete l8r #I.. don’t feel good. yeah. #what a great start to my April. and I haven’t even done my detox yet… #but. I seriously don’t. feel good. just… literal shit LOL #i relapsed in getting better. no. I don’t detail what it is but. I did. #everything hurts and has been for weeks. my body is achey and hurts. and my teeth hurts too… I’m so fatigued I can’t stay up w/o naps again #and I haven’t felt like that for a while. but it’s coming back again and I seriously didn’t expect it.. #I’m just achey. fatigued. and tired. all around drained. #im begging for everything to heal and renewed. to repair everything to the nerves in my system and im working on all of that removed #all the damage is repaired and not a single thing hurts. that im healed. that all of it is gone. #I believe that we can repair and heal anything. that you can permanently get rid of anything. such as mental illness. #I want to be at that point. from health to the mental. I’m not a good person believe when I say that. but I’m i tried. #i truly did. but now. I don’t know. i feel sick to my stomach and nauseous. #this is as personal as I will get. even now I don’t like that I am spilling so much here.. but I need to update. reflect. on my journey #a journey that I can reflect on every month w/o being too personal. but something I can hold on to. #rn is just a hard time for me and I feel really really sick. and bad. #idk if anyone reads this but if u do - thank you. ily and be safe.

[42internetgirl]

boat ride — rafe cameron

summary: rafe making it up to you after arguing over his ex-girlfriend sofia.

warnings/notes: fluff, pogue reader but it's not like a big part of the plot, soft!rafe. genuinely think this might be the first time i’ve written something that isn’t sexual/suggestive for rafe 😭 i need help. but i’m trying to write more fluff for him :) if you have any requests please send them! <33 love u all sm. also thanks to @starkeysprincess, my baby, for giving me the idea of a cute boat date that inspired this idea in my head !!!! <3333

pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader

“i just don’t get why you still need her in your phone, and why she still stays texting your phone!” you get defensive while sat in your boyfriend passenger seat. this was the second time you’d gotten in an argument over his ex-girlfriend, sofia. you trusted rafe, if you didn’t you wouldn’t be with him, but the thing was that; you didn’t trust her. her little texts asking rafe ‘how he was’ or ‘if he was busy and wanted to come over', you’d had enough.

“really? you’re going to genuinely get upset over this?”, rafe scoffed and pinched the bridge of his nose. part of him thought it was funny, only because the thought of you thinking that he wanted anyone else was humorous to him. he literally wanted to marry you, and some random ex-girlfriend in his phone was the last thing on his mind.

“yes rafe,” your eyes widened, waiting for him to say something. “yes i am.”

“s’fuckin’ stupid.” his right hand gripped the wheel, pissed off that you were so upset about his ex still being in his phone despite him always shutting her down. the thing that made you so upset about the whole situation was the fact that he let her down in the nicest ways possible. 'sorry, can't make it. maybe another time." sorry? what the fuck was he sorry for? maybe another time? does he want to see her?

“take me home.” you give up. you couldn’t be bothered to argue with him over this right now. your point always went straight over his head.

“are you serious?”

“does it look like i’m joking?” you pretend to scavenge for something in your purse, embarrassed that this was the second time you had to bring up this issue with rafe. did he not love you enough to just listen to you and block her?

rafe didn’t say anything, but instead put his truck in drive and made his way to your house, it was a silent 10 minutes.

your argument with rafe was long gone, you didn’t bring it up and neither did he. the ignorance was bliss for you, you liked to hope that after dropping you off at home and watching you silently tear up in his truck that night, that maybe he went home and blocked sofia.

you knew that wasn’t what went down, but the thought of anything else happening made you sick. so, you figured never bringing it up again would be more beneficial, even though you wanted to so badly.

“wanna go for a boat ride?” rafe let his phone fall to his chest and let out a yawn, both his hands making their way up your thighs that were rested on his legs. you two had tanneyhill all to yourselves, and sitting on the living room couch both occupied in your own tiktok for you pages was how you’d spent your time so far.

“sure,” you reply softly. one thing you loved about dating a rich kook was getting to ‘casually’ take a boat ride.

“cmon.” rafe pulled you out of your slumped position on the couch. "gotta surprise for you."

you smiled at him, wondering what the surprise could be. rafe wasn't always the best with surprises and such, but the bug smile on his made you think that maybe this time it would be different. his eagerness reminded you of a little boy on christmas.

"after you ma'lady," rafe chuckled and put his arm out, signaling for you to make your way out to the dock before him. he followed after you, "close your eyes." he took both hands and wrapped them around your face, covering your eyes.

"rafe!" you giggle. almost losing your balance, your grip onto his big arms, feeling safe when they're wrapped around you.

"hey! no peeking."

"i cant! with your big ass hands in my face!" the huge grin on your voice could be heard just through your voice.

"m'kay, ready?" rafe gets closer to you, his chest pressed up against back, he leaves a kiss on your ear.

"yes!" you couldn't contain your excitement anymore, you needed to know what your boyfriend had planned for you.

rafe dropped his hands from your eyes, but you kept one arm wrapped around his, not wanting to let go of him.

you were speechless. the string lights set up perfectly, complimenting the pink and blue sky, the wicker basket filled with all your favorite snacks, the white blanket laid across the floor of the boat, the pink and red (your favorite colors) colored gift boxes set up neatly, just waiting for you to open them.

no one had ever done anything like this for you before, tears welt up in your eyes, you buried yourself in rafe's chest, leaving a few tear stains on his grey t-shirt.

"i love you baby," rafe gave you a quick peck on the head. your tears and reaction almost getting a reaction out of him. seeing you with the biggest grin on your face had rafe literally doing cartwheels in his head. he swore he'd never love someone as much as he loved you, but there he was, spending all his money and time trying to make you happy.

"all this for me rafey?" you looked up at him with teary eyes. puckering your lips, waiting for him to give you a kiss, he does of course.

"well who else would it be for?"

rafe's ego would never let himself admit that this was all because he felt bad for arguing over his ex-girlfriend, but you knew it was. rafe had a soft spot for you and you loved it.

"i love you rafe."

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