#Challenge and Scenario Modes

[zentendo]

Rising Lords Ascends to Switch – Prepare for Medieval Mayhem on the Go!

Calling all knights, lords, and ladies of strategy! Get ready to conquer and claim your fiefdom, because Rising Lords is storming onto Nintendo Switch on January 18th! This medieval turn-based adventure from Deck13 Spotlight and Argonwood throws you into the fray as a rising Lord in the kingdom of Aubelin, where cunning tactics, skillful resource management, and a bit of royal ruthlessness are…

[adviceformefromme]

Stop entertaining men that keep you in survival mode. You can’t sleep, you’re checking your phone constantly, you’re anxious, confused, you’re getting mixed signals. These are all clear signs you are entertaining a guy who will simply waste your time for as long as you allow. And the last part is key ‘as long as you allow’. The purpose of these type of men in your life is not that you can suffer, it’s to help you learn and understand the importance of having boundaries. Something many are not taught, especially those who have grown up in abusive households. You simply accept the suffering at the hands of those you love. But here’s the thing, you’re not a child anymore, and until you consciously stop playing out your childhood wounds you will continue to recreate scenarios that are there to help you break the cycle. So, no he is not your soul mate, that familiar feeling of connection is your soul recognising your next lesson. He is a lesson. And Not having the language for setting boundaries is usually the first challenge. But what you have to do is listen to your body. Yes you’re anxious, and this is a sign. Yes you can’t sleep because he didn’t text back, this is your sign, yes you under eat/ over eat because of the stress of dating him this is your sign. Your body is speaking to you. This is the first step in boundaries. To listen to the signals from your body and notice what’s making you react. Get clear on what your body is physically letting you know is not okay. Write it down. This is the inner work to begin healing and breaking your curse of non-existent boundaries.

Part 2 up next for boundaries language, and communication.  

[yokumirumerafan]

💚 Demon Slayer Characters Getting Jealous Over Y/N 💚

Hashira Reactions 🌸

🔥 Rengoku Kyojuro

Jealousy Level: Mild, but he WILL make it known. Scenario:

You’re chatting with another Hashira, laughing at something they said.

Kyojuro, from across the room: 👀👀👀

Suddenly, he appears beside you with his loud-ass presence.

“Ah! Y/N, my love! Come, let’s talk over here.” (Literally picks you up and walks away 💀)

He won’t admit he’s jealous, but he’ll hold your hand tighter than usual.

🌊 Tomioka Giyuu

Jealousy Level: Silent but deadly. Scenario:

He sees you chatting with someone else for too long.

Doesn’t say anything, but his aura turns DARK.

The air gets awkwardly tense.

When you finally go to him, he just mumbles, “Took you long enough.”

He’s not a talker, so he just pulls you into a long hug as his way of saying ‘Mine.’

🌪️ Shinazugawa Sanemi

Jealousy Level: MASSIVE. Like, full-on rage mode. Scenario:

You’re joking around with another Demon Slayer.

Sanemi: “TCH.” (Vein popping, arms crossed, glaring daggers.)

Walks straight up to you and YANKS you away.

“Oi. What the hell are you doing?”

Will not let go of you for the next hour, super clingy but in a tsundere way.

🍂 Iguro Obanai

Jealousy Level: Snake mode ACTIVATED. Scenario:

Doesn’t say anything, but Kaburamaru the snake literally slithers onto you and stays there.

“He likes you,” Obanai says flatly. (It’s really just an excuse to mark his territory.)

You later notice he’s been staring at you the whole time.

Later that night, he holds you extra close. “I don’t like sharing, Y/N.”

⚡ Uzui Tengen

Jealousy Level: Dramatic and flashy jealousy. Scenario:

“Ah~? My lovely Y/N is talking to someone else? How unflashy of me to allow this.”

Literally pulls you into his lap in front of everyone.

"Don’t forget, my dear, you belong to ME~" 😏

🌿 Himejima Gyomei

Jealousy Level: Soft but intense. Scenario:

He watches silently. Doesn’t say anything.

But when you come back, he cups your face gently.

“...I do not wish to lose you to another, Y/N.”

SOFT JEALOUSY. INTENSE LOVE. 😭

🦋 Kocho Shinobu

Jealousy Level: Fake smiles, hidden daggers. Scenario:

“Oh my~ You seem to be having SO much fun with them, Y/N.” (sweet but deadly tone)

Her smile does NOT reach her eyes.

Later, she casually traps you against a wall and whispers, “I hope you know you’re mine, love.”

❄️ Kanroji Mitsuri

Jealousy Level: Cries, then overcompensates with affection. Scenario:

“Y/N-CHAAAAN, YOU’RE TALKING TO THEM SO MUCH—DO YOU STILL LOVE MEEE?!!” 😭

Instant waterworks.

Clings to you for the rest of the day and won’t let go.

Main Three + Genya 🍡

🌿 Tanjiro Kamado

Jealousy Level: He’ll be patient, but he WILL sulk. Scenario:

Doesn’t want to seem possessive, but he keeps glancing at you from afar.

If you talk to someone for too long, he pouts silently.

When you finally come back, he gives you the softest puppy eyes.

“I missed you, Y/N.” (HUG ATTACK.)

⚡ Zenitsu Agatsuma

Jealousy Level: FULL-ON MELTDOWN. Scenario:

“W-WHAT?! Y-Y/N-CHAN, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!!” 😭

Crying, wailing, begging for attention.

Literally hugs your leg and won’t let go.

“I ALMOST DIED JUST NOW, Y/N, DON’T EVER LEAVE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!!!”

🐗 Inosuke Hashibira

Jealousy Level: Aggressive but dumb. Scenario:

“WHO’S THAT?! ARE THEY TRYING TO CHALLENGE ME?!”

Literally challenges them to a fight. 💀

The moment you reassure him, he puffs out his chest.

“YEAH, THAT’S RIGHT. Y/N BELONGS TO ME!!”

🔫 Genya Shinazugawa

Jealousy Level: Tsundere af. Scenario:

“Tch. Do whatever the hell you want.” (Says this but is OBVIOUSLY pissed.)

Will avoid looking at you until YOU come to HIM.

When you do, he’ll just grumble and pull you into a hug.

“Dumbass. Just stay with me next time.”

Upper Moons + Muzan 🩸

👑 Muzan Kibutsuji

Jealousy Level: Absolute control freak. Will kill someone. Scenario:

“Who… is that?” (Voice dripping with venom.)

The person you were talking to mysteriously disappears later.

Yanks you into his lap. “You belong to ME. Do not forget that.”

🌑 Kokushibo

Jealousy Level: Silent but absolutely terrifying. Scenario:

Stands behind you like a menacing shadow.

“...You seem fond of them.” (Says it with ZERO emotion.)

Doesn’t say much, but later that night, he holds you so tight you can’t escape.

“Never make me doubt my place in your heart again.”

🌀 Douma

Jealousy Level: Fake smiles, real danger. Scenario:

“Ahaha~ Y/N, you’re so popular! How cute~” (smiling but DEAD inside.)

Later, he wraps himself around you like a snake.

“But remember, my dear, I don’t like sharing~”

🔥 Akaza

Jealousy Level: Fuming, but holds back for your sake. Scenario:

Jaw clenched. Fists shaking.

“...Do you like them, Y/N?” (Insecure but tries to play it cool.)

When you reassure him, he just pulls you into a tight embrace.

“You’re mine. Always.”

[the-cosmic-cauldron]

☹️Life Is Hard Enough, But Your Placement Is Even Harder ☹️

We all know someone like this—the person who self-sabotages before they can reap the rewards of their efforts. The one who doubts everything, who constantly envisions the worst-case scenario, who never truly believes in themselves. The insecure thinker who second-guesses every thought.

Life itself can be difficult, but imagine it’s not just life—it’s your own mind making it harder. Even the most beautiful day doesn’t bring you joy. Despite your intelligence, you’re plagued by self-doubt. When people like you, you push them away.

These are the placements that make living in your own body a constant struggle.

Saturn in the 1st house: Your Birth Was A Debt 😩

You were born with debt—a weight you’ve carried since the beginning. Your life is long, but it feels heavy. Time doesn’t pass quickly; it drags, and you wish it would speed up. Nothing comes freely to you; even gifts feel like added responsibilities.

People forgot you were once a child. And even if they remembered, they cast you aside, leaving you to handle everything on your own. You are your own harshest critic, holding yourself to impossible standards. You never allow yourself to simply exist—not as a child, not as a teenager, not even as an adult. Always thinking far ahead, yet somehow missing the only moment that truly exists—this one.

Moon in the 8th house: Born Into Trauma & Pain 😫

You were born into trauma. Your mother was depressed during her pregnancy, and your father was a controlling force, restricting her freedom. Their relationship was intoxicatingly passionate yet deeply damaging, leaving scars that never fully healed. They fought constantly—love and pain intertwined—creating a chaos that became your first reality. You were born into your mother’s tears and your father’s manipulation, into a bond forged by fear and suffering.

From a young age, you sensed it. Your cry wasn’t like the other children’s. They moved on. You didn’t. You never did. The weight of your trauma lingers, emotions cutting through you like daggers. Darkness pulls you in effortlessly, and no matter how much light surrounds you, death lingers in the corners of your mind.

Sun Square Saturn: Life’s A Bitch 😤

You feel like you’re living with a bag over your head, tape over your mouth, and handcuffs on your wrists. You want to express yourself, but you can’t. You want to explore the world, but something holds you back. You crave confidence, yet your inner critic whispers that you’re worth nothing. You long to live with purpose, but instead, you’re stuck in survival mode—forced to focus on things that drain you, that make you feel empty.

You accept misery, hoping that one day happiness will finally arrive. But deep down, you fear life itself. You believe you were dealt a bad hand, that life is unfair. No matter what, you struggle to see the positive—somehow, even the good turns into something bad. So, you sit there, the bag still over your head, the tape still on your mouth, the handcuffs still tight, waiting for the day it all ends.

Mercury in Capricorn: The Strictest Mind 🤐

Your mind is never present. Mindfulness feels like an impossible task. Your thoughts are always focused on the future—a future you feel pressured to live up to. No matter what you do, you never feel good enough. Your inner critic is relentless, tearing you down again and again, the worst bully you can imagine.

Even when you want to laugh and enjoy life, that voice reminds you to get back to work, convincing you that life isn’t meant to be fun—and you believe it. Everything feels like a long, exhausting task, an endless to-do list, a never-ending wait. You sigh through every waking hour, not anticipating joy, only more work, more responsibilities, more challenges. You don’t see the positives, only the problems, and you feel expected to handle them all alone. Sitting with your thoughts only drags you deeper into cynicism, making even a moment of peace feel out of reach.

Mercury in the 12th house: GET ME OUT OF MY HEAD 😰

You were never meant to rely on your mind the way you do now, and that’s the issue. Thinking feels suffocating—you just want to escape, but you’re forced to engage with it. Your thoughts convince you that life isn’t worth living, that you’ll never understand yourself, let alone others, and that making logical sense of the world will always be a struggle.

Your mind defeats you before you can even begin. It’s not just doubt—it’s sabotage. The more you think, the deeper the self-sabotage sets in. So, you try not to think. But the only way to quiet your mind is through sleep, alcohol, or substances, which only pull you further into self-destruction.

No one understands—you don’t want to think, you’re forced to. Your thoughts give you anxiety, but it’s even worse when others expect you to speak or communicate in a certain way. The pressure suffocates you. And when you do think, it only leads you deeper into pessimism.

Pluto Conjunct Moon: One Step Away From Losing Your Mind 🫨

You were born into a dark family—a family filled with sick and twisted minds, criminals, murderers, and those who spiraled too far down the deep end. A normal family was never an option for you. Your parents may have tried to convince you that everything was fine, but you never felt right. Your home was eerie, filled with shadows, ghosts, forbidden corners, abuse, trauma, and pain.

You’ve never known what it feels like to be light, only the weight of tension, darkness, and toxicity. Now, you can never fully relax. Your emotions are in a constant state of turmoil. Your heart feels like a punching bag, absorbing blow after blow. You want to heal and move forward, but the grip of your past trauma holds you tight, making you obsessed with control. You can’t let anything slip from your sight or grasp. You refuse to show weakness.

Distrustful and paranoid, you struggle to let anyone in. Trust is a foreign concept, and no matter how much time passes, the past never fully loosens its hold.

[22ayla21]

AHHHHHHHH YOUR FICS ARE HEAVEN (≧∇≦), anyway can we get a scenario were Emphoreus husbands and reader are catch in a romantic moment by the kids (like kissing or more) (･´з`･)

Caught red-handed

Parents caught their children kissing their partner. And if in the case of sons, the father is happy, then in the case of daughters, not so much.

A mother smiles when she sees her children find love. For her, this is a natural stage of growing up, and she is proud that her children have grown up happy and capable of sincere feelings. She may even make a quiet joke, but most likely she will leave them alone.

If it is his son, he looks at him with pride, as if to say, "Well done, boy, you did everything skillfully." He may even pat him on the shoulder and say something like, "Keep it up" or "I was good at your age too." But in the case of a daughter, it is a completely different story. He instantly switches to the protector mode and measures the guy with a cold look, which reads: "You are still alive only because I am giving you a chance to explain yourself."

The future son-in-law immediately feels a threat to his own life. He either smiles nervously, hoping that everything will work out, or thinks whether he should run away right now or try to explain that he loves her and will never harm her. The daughter is angry with her father, she rolls her eyes and tries to explain that her boyfriend is not a monster, but a normal person. But Mydei is already in his “nobody deserves my girl” mode.

The mother puts her hand on his shoulder, raises her eyebrows, hinting: “Don’t you dare scare the poor guy, you were like that once.”

If the guy decides to be bold and not get scared, Mydei will perceive this as a challenge. There are two options: either he will see him as a worthy opponent (which is unlikely), or he will get even more angry. If he starts stuttering, apologizing, or even running away, Mydei will just smirk and say something like: “See? He is not worthy of you.”

The son will most likely feel awkward, but he will quickly forget. The daughter may grumble for a few days that her father is too strict, but deep down she knows that he is simply worried about her. Mydei is proud of his son and is ready to support him, but if someone touches his daughters, the poor guy will have to go through hell to prove his devotion.

The mother immediately smiles contentedly, slightly covering her mouth with her hand so as not to give away her amusement. She is pleased to see that their children have grown up and found worthy partners for themselves.

The father... Well, in the case of the son, he nods calmly and even proudly pats him on the shoulder later, as if to say, "Keep up the good work!" He is glad that his son respects his girlfriend and treats her with the same care as he treats his wife.

But if it is a daughter... The poor future son-in-law can only pray that his father-in-law will allow him to survive.

Anaxa's face hardens, and her gaze becomes so cold that the temperature in the room seems to drop. He slowly crosses his arms over his chest, looking expectantly at the young man who is still holding his daughter by the waist.

The future son-in-law feels a cold sweat run down his back and immediately lets go of the girl, trying not to make any sudden movements.

"I wonder... Are you tenacious?" the father asks calmly, but with a clear hint. The daughter immediately steps between them, throwing a warning glance at her father, as if to say, "Don't you dare!"

Then she takes the boy's hand with a smile and says, "Dad, we're leaving!" - leading him away from his parents' wrath. Anaxa watches them with a heavy look, and his wife playfully touches his hand: "You were young too, honey."

"Yes, but I wasn't that guy."

Anaxa is secretly proud that his son has inherited his attitude towards women - caring, attentive, strong.

When the boy effortlessly picks up his beloved in his arms, the father nods contentedly: "I see that you raised her well."

The mother, watching their interaction, whispers to her husband with a smile: "Remember, you also carried me in your arms?"

"I can still do it now."

While the mother supports the children and their relationship with a soft smile, the father, in the case of his daughters, is initially skeptical about their partners. Only after some time can he admit that his daughter's chosen one is truly worthy of her. But even then, he periodically arranges "tests", checking how brave, resilient the guy is and how much he loves his daughter.

When Phainon and his wife enter the room, they see their daughter with her partner. The moment is stunning: the daughter kissing someone who clearly does not expect her father to walk in. The mother, as always, accepts everything with a smile and tolerance. She just looks at them with a slight smile, as if understanding that this is part of growing up and relationships that they will all face one day.

Phainon remains standing in the doorway with a serious face. Of course, he realizes that his daughter is an adult, but... she is still his girl. She is his little princess, and now that she is growing up, he suddenly realizes that someone will protect her and take care of her. So, looking at the guy, he does not hide his gaze, full of determination: "This guy must survive." He will raise an eyebrow, and his look will be eloquent - not in the sense of not trusting, but rather so that the guy understands that he should not hurt her.

The young man, noticing Phainon's stern look, will immediately feel that he will have to go through a couple of serious conversations with his future father-in-law. The feeling of "being on trial" is quite appropriate, because Phainon will not let him relax until he is convinced that he is truly worthy of his daughter. Of course, this meeting will have long-term consequences, but the guy will know that he will not be able to leave his daughter alone.

The mother, smiling, seeing this awkwardness, cannot help but laugh. She gives her son a sign that everything will be fine, and then calmly continues: "Don't worry, she is already an adult. Just make sure that he will treat her well." Her soft and kind approach helps to smooth over the situation, while Phainon still remains wary and serious.

When Phainon notices his son in this position with his partner, his reaction is completely different. He realizes that his son has already become a man, and his upbringing has yielded results.

He stands calmly, not expressing surprise, but on the contrary, feels pride that his son has grown up worthy. Phainon understands that his son will not have problems with relationships, and he is able to choose a partner worthy of him.

[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

Matsukawa Issei x Reader | Seijoh 4 | smut | Reader is in an established poly relationship with seijoh 4. Issei plays with reader while Hajime, Tooru, and Hiro watch. 🩷

Issei Matsukawa started learning the guitar as a child. When volleyball came into his life it never took a back seat. Instead, he grew both his talents, using volleyball as an outlet for his frustrations and the guitar as his mode of relaxation. 

You were splayed out on Oikawa’s lap. The dark tendrils of dusk stretched across the room with its shadowy grasp as the blood orange sun dipped below the skyline. To your left was Iwaizumi. A book in his hand, the light of the lamp near him painted his tan skin bronze, to your right sat Hanamaki, a bag of crisps in his hand he munched while scrolling through muted reels on Instagram.

But your attention was captured by the man in front of you and Tooru. Lying comfortably on the couch was Matsukawa Issei. Guitar in hand he strummed away. Portrait of sloth. But his fingers moved faster than your eyes could follow. 

Black painted nails flew across the fretboard jailing your gaze on them. His eyes were closed as he allowed the melody to flow through – out his fingers, onto the strings that quivered under his touch filling the space with an otherworldly sound. It was possible there was no one else in the world. Only you and your four boys…

The sun set, the room so dark – save Hajime's lamp. The light of which was just enough to allow you to make out the blurry silhouettes of the men in the room, but your eyes never left Mattsun. 

Oikawa noticed it first. Your breathing heavy, as you shifted in your seat – his lap. He followed your trained gaze to Matsukawa’s hands and smirked with the realisation but said nothing, enjoying his temporary secret. The guitar strings twanged, the light grew dimmer, you surreptitiously rubbed your thighs together.

Mattsun looked up to see your eyes trained on his fingers too. He made a few purposely exaggerated movements, confirming how your eyes swished from one end of the fretboard to the other, following his precise plucking. The other two men had not yet noticed but Mattsun jolted you out of your reverie by quietly beckoning to you with his pointer finger. The sudden ceasing of the guitar music prompted Hajime to look up from his novel. Makki looked at you as you un-entangled yourself out of Oikawa's embrace. 

But your transfixed eyes didn't leave the calloused hands. Not as he put his guitar aside. Not as his palms laid upon your hips pulling you closer. Not as his fingers trailed down your fatty thighs, pulling you into his lap straddling his hips. 

His nimble fingers slipped under the hem of your skirt, pushing your panties aside to swipe at your slit. 

The rest of the men in the room had their eyes trained on you. The pages of Hajime’s novel had taken advantage of his distraction, rallying together so he'd lost his place. On the other side Makki’s phone was playing the same reel over and over. Only Tooru looked straight on; a visible bulge in his sweatpants. And your eyes didn't leave Issei’s. He'd never been very talkative but he was always perceptive. 

He pulled his hand out from under your skirt. The two middle digits glistened in spite of the low light. He smirked, and in a low rumble said, “You dirty little slut…” You felt your clit twitch. “Open your mouth,” your lips parted of their own accord, and the long fingers crept in laying on your tongue. “Suck!”

You obliged, closing your mouth over his fingers. The salty musky flavour of your arousal spread, and in turn you felt a heavy fog in your head. 

Issei smiled at you as if he were challenging you to make some complaint. “You're so filthy. You sat there dreaming of this exact scenario, didn't you? Grinding away on the captain's lap. Look how hard you've made him, slut.” 

The blush dusting your cheeks was hidden in the dim lighting and you half turned to look at the man whose lap you'd occupied just a moment ago. Issei's fingers slipped out of your mouth and back to your pussy. 

“You wanted me to fuck you with my fingers didn't you?” he rasped, his lips against the shell of your ear. And although his voice was just over a whisper, all the men in the room heard him clearly, right alongside the wet squelch of your cunt as he pushed his fingers inside you. 

You gasped and grabbed Issei's shoulders to steady yourself. He took the opportunity to pull down your head and kiss you long and hard. The sudden intrusion of the thick fingers, however, was far from unwelcome.

Issei lazily pumped in and out of you before withdrawing again, this time, to bring his hand to his own mouth. He sucked the juices off, humming softly as he did. “You taste so good for me…” 

Behind you Oikawa had started shamelessly palming his cock over his pants. Hiro leaned over to switch on the string of fairy lights above so the boys would have a better view. You were grinding against the muscled thigh under you. Legs bent at the knees, arms around Issei's shoulders, eyes locked on his, grinding. Soft moans escaped you and you carded your fingers through his hair bleating out a desperate, “Please”

Hajime tutted. “Oh my lamb, ‘please’ what? You know you have to be specific. You know you have to use your words. Don't you?”

“Please!” You whimpered again, grinding down harder. 

Issei chuckled. “Please stop?” you shook your head vehemently. “Please fuck you with my fingers then?” you nodded. “Say it then, Princess. Say, ‘Please use your fingers to fuck my needy little cunt, Daddy.’” 

Your cheeks burned but you took a deep breath and— “Pl-please use–” 

“Go on…” 

“Hah— Please use your f-fingers to fuck my needy little cunt, Daddy.”

“That's it, pretty girl. See, was that so hard?” 

You shook your head, buried in the crook of Issei's neck and he chuckled again. With both hands he grabbed your ass lifting it off his thigh. Another pair of hands felt their way up your skirt and you turned your head to make out the large figure of Hajime pulling down your panties. Your pussy clenched around cold air. Hajime placed a sweet kiss on your hair, returning to his place on the couch – only this time his book was discarded to the side and his attention split between you and his now erect cock. 

Issei slipped his hand between your thighs, gently rubbing the soft skin. “How long were you thinking of me like this, huh? Was it a long time?” he cooed. “God, you're so fucking wet.” 

His fingers found your clit and rubbed slow, gentle circles around it, teasing the promise of heightening pleasure. With his free hand he tugged the tee shirt you wore over your head. It was one of his own old jerseys from his Aoba Johsai days. The fabric was loose and slipped off with ease. Your hips grinded against his fingers incessantly, your breathing, like a metronome to his playing. But Issei didn't stop there. 

“In the way, pretty girl,” he growled and tugged at your bra with his free hand and teeth. You smoothly unhooked it, and tossed it behind you where it landed on Tooru. 

You were vaguely aware of the stuttered “Nice sh-shot.” he let out. As he used the discarded clothing to inhale your scent, it sent bolts straight down to his weeping cock. 

Your attention was, however, claimed by the almost sacrosanct manner in which Issei took your breast in his mouth and licked. His fingers reached deeper inside you, pushing into your tight hole. He sucked at your breast, closing his lips around your nipple to give it a sharp tug. You gasped, your head fell back and a wanton moan spurred the four men on. Issei's thumb, nestled just under your clit, now worked in tandem with the two fingers inside, rubbing at you, diligently drawing out your orgasm. He pinched your nipple and you whined low and steady in response. 

“Look at you. Needy little slut. Whining at me when I'm giving you everything you want.” His movements sped up, hips bucked into you as he went. 

“Need to cum, please,” you whined. 

He chuckled. “Such a good little girl you are, Princess. Even though you're mind is clouded by lust you haven't forgotten your manners.” 

He reached up to pat your head and in doing so pulled your neck right to his lips. There was no time for softness. As his fingers sped up, he hungrily nipped and sucked at the thin skin on your neck, kissing blue bruises in. “Good girl. Such a good girl for me. Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my fingers.” 

Your climax came crashing through, surprising even you as you dug your nails into his shoulder moaning his name like a blasphemous prayer. 

“Fuck, Issei, please please – I'm cumming, Issei– I love you, fuck, please – oh my God, Issei…please.” 

He let you ride out your orgasm on his fingers, taking your face in his hands, kissing your lips gently. Your body slumped onto his as your high slowly fell and he kissed you fervently. The others surrounded you. 

Outside, the stars twinkled in the deep navy sky, and Issei Matsukawa carried you into the large shared bedroom. Your boys followed, each looking forward to their turn in whatever new game Mattsun had started for them. Your eyes matched, twinkling in excitement. 

[berriblossom]

Playing games with Mac + my hyperfixation for the game "Cuphead," so yes, sit down and listen. Sfw

Playing video games with Mac is always fun, now that they are human. However, they now can clear your games for you. Getting you that beautiful "S-Rank". Ain't it so nice?

"Fuck! God dammit! My super missed..." is all Mac heard while strolling by the front room of the house. They stop their wheelchair and peak into the living room to see you hunched over on the couch, gripping the living life out of your switch. Even without knowing the game or scenario, you had to be in.

You were most likely losing. Never to fear your beloved perched their wheelchair chair next to you at the couch and easily transferred over to sit beside you. Snug as a bug in a rug. "What is wrong my circuit? Are you trying to beat isle 1 or isle 2 this time?"

You pop your head up, briefly pausing the game and smile as you know dam well Mac could probably beat the whole game with how many times they had to play demo, videos, and tutorials of the gameplay on their screen before being realized. So, should it be a piece of cake? "Well....I'm on Isle 2....and need help beating Wally...stupid fucking-"

Mac smiled understanding, they hold out their hand, you handed them the switch and let them have at it. Though you do cuddle up beside them, a leg thrown over their lap, your head resting on their shoulder. Mac's arm wraps around you while focusing.

They easily, get the mechanics, how to parry, dodging, jump, dash, and how to swap their setup before the boss fight. Honestly from watching their hyper-focused(lock the fuck in) face. Yeah this was easy in the bag.

Clinging onto Mac's arm, they quickly and easily push through the boss, Wally, without dying. They also hummed along to the jazzy boss theme. Despite their eyes being completely focused on their task, they did have their attention on you.

To also info dump. Lovingly.

"My beloved circuit? Did you know on regular mode of this boss fight. The egg that Wally throws can be easily dodged, however on expert it is expected for the player to do almost a figure-eight to maneuver around the projection blows. Similar in fact, on expert mode Wally's feathered projectiles can be easily-"

They glance at you, after catching themselves. Concern written in their expression.

"Oh did you not... want to know love? I can stop my rambling -"

"No! Keep talking it's soothing. And sexy that you know. Now can you clear the DLC content too? I can't get past Saltbaker. Even with Ms. Chalice. " You quickly add. You'd never hate Mac's info-dumping. It was cute they knew so much about the games or content you consumed. Even sweeter knowing they genuinely wanted to tell you in case.

"Well then...ironically I know many speed runner use Mugman instead of Ms. Chalice despite her double jump and dash-perry, seeing as it more of a challenge with Mugman based on how the cup brothers perry is compared to Chalice. In the DLC, devs urge through gameplay for the player to use Chalice, seeing as with the kings gauntlet and-" (legit me rambling about my other hyperfixation.)

You nuzzle into their shoulder as they talk, occasionally asking if your okay, or want to swap and play again, you shake your head and ask them to continue. Ironically this is once of your favorite things about your sweet nerd. Mac loves to be of aid to you, so even if it's something as simple as clearing the tutorials for you? They would. And carefully explain it to you in any way.

-> Hi, yes I do have a cuphead hyperfixation that has lasted for 5 years. And you shall listen to me project it through Mac. Jk, jk.

[hyun0o]

Hi author. I want to request for blackpink imagine can you do for ot4, where y/n is really clingy with all of them and they treats y/n like a baby and rosé loves to carry y/n around. They would always do everything for y/n. Thank you love your stories.

Cutie

[Blackpink x 5th mem. Fem!Reader][FLUFF]

I'm so sorry anon, I didn't realize this req was 2 months agoo (—=—') pls forgive me °///°

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Scenario 1 🎮

"Unnie no fair you cheated!" You whined when you lost to Jisoo in mario cart. Both of you sitting on the comfy couch in your vacation hotel after a large and successful comeback, while your other members were in the kitchen, preparing the dinner for tonight, well except for Lisa who was failing her tasks miserably. "Yah, what do you mean I cheated, just admit it you lost boo" Your unnie teased, your puffed cheeks turning slightly red from embarrassment. Maybe it was your own fault for challenging the queen of games. "I can't believe I lost to an oldie" You earned an annoyed call from Jisoo, soon she nagged you on how to play the game properly, taking power ups, stop ramming into the sides, and what not. You stuck your tongue out at her while she talked and when she saw your little shenanigans, you booked it knowing she'll poke your sides.

Running into the kitchen, your unnies saw you as you frantically hid behind them. Hoping for you to get protected by them, but of course it's not going to work. "Y/n-ah!!" Jisoo ran to you in a flash, but you wont lose to her again, the other girls watched as the oldest and youngest chased each other around the whole hotel. It basically lasted for 4 mins until Jennie finally called you two to stop. As you enter the kitchen again for the 4th time from the chase, Jennie glared at you with her cat like eyes, making you immediately stop dead in your tracks. "U-unnie..." You stammered with your words getting scared, 'Did I piss her off too? ' You thought as you gave her your infamous puppy dog eyes for some mercy. Jennies eyes furrowed as she stared at you, trying not to break but come on, you looked far way too cute to get angry at.

She sighed and pinched your cheeks, her tall walls breaking in attempt to lecture you "You're going to get hurt if you continue baby, come on and eat" She whispered with loving eyes, you loved your Unnie so much, you loved all of them. But of course you're not always going to say that just to tease them,as a maknae your job is to be mischievous to them. You hear a scream from Jisoo from behind and immediately your flight or fight mode went off, you chose flight. Hugging Jennie to her neck you hid in the crook of her neck to get protected. "Nini!!" You screamed in fear, really not wanting to get tickled. Jisoo bursted out laughing, were you really that scared? Jennie glared at her as well, making her shut her mouth. "We were just playing Jen..." Walking closer to you and soon she unsurprisingly poked your sides, you jumped and whined. "Come on you're over reacting silly, stop clinging onto Jendkkie" You looked at her and just for funs and giggles you stuck your tongue out to just annoy her again. "Yah! You little-" Jennie playfully hit her head to stop and just let it go, earning a pout from the oldest.

"Girls, food is ready!" Chaeyoung called, walking towards you three while Lisa prepared the dishes to the plates. She stopped in her tracks when she saw the funny scene. "What are you guys doing" Laughing, she looked at you pushed your hair to the side so your forehead can breathe. "Jisoo-unnie is so mean!" You pouted back at your oldest member, making her pull a jokingly annoyed face. Before she could even defend herself, Chaeyoung immediately went to your side and pampered you. "Yah this is why she's so spoiled" Jisoo crossed her arms with furrowed eyebrows, you giggle and finally wanted to stop teasing your unnie. Letting go of Jennie you soon hugged Jisoo and apologized for teasing her, even if you two always teased each other, you still loved her. Soon Chaeyoung and Jennie joined in the hug while Jisoo apologized as well. The warm embrace making you all feel at home.

"Hey I also want to join!" Cutie Lisa hugged last making you all chuckle.

Scenario 2 🎥

A sunny afternoon was the perfect setting to go out to the mall, shopping for some groceries and whatever items your hearts desired. For you, it was basically hell. Your heels were killing your damn feet while you're sweating inside of your multi layered outfit, only now regretting your choices, you curse your past naive self. While you suffered from your poor choices, the worst part is it was as if you were invisible to your other members, completely forgetting about you ever since the outing started. Chaeyoung and Lisa were bickering in what to buy for tonight, including board games, food, and other necessities. While Lisa was recording your fun little outing for a vlog. "Come on please, play with me tonight this seems like a fun game" The blonde girl raised the board game up for the camera to see, Lisa can't help but just say yes. And then going back to the camera to shake her head and whisper playful no's. "Yah I heard that" She threw the board game in the basket, finally noticing your tired state, droplets of sweat twinkled on your forehead with your shaking feet not being able to support yourself properly.

"You okay bub? You don't look too good" You wanted to burst out right then and there, finally she noticed you. They were basically ignoring you for the past evening full of walking around and buying things. Rather than anger you start to tear up, making Chaeyoung panic. "Everything sucks" You sniffed, maybe you were over reacting? Maybe you're too sensitive? Maybe it's not even a big deal. You tried hard to reason with yourself, but no matter how much you invalidated your own feelings; nothing worked to calm your nerves down. In fact it made it all worse. "W-what wrong? Does your feet hurt? Here let me help you" You didn't reply, heart still filled with emotions, as Lisa turned the camera off, she finally noticed you two from behind, also spotting the tears on your face while Chaeyoung was taking your heels off. "Y/nnie what's wrong? Did Rosie bully you?" She wiped your tears with her sleeves, guilt emerging in your chest, it wasn't really their fault, yet you were still hurt. "You're probably the one who made her cry idiot" She replied with an annoyed tone making you shiver, Chaeyoung isn't the type to get frustrated at people.

"Here bub, climb on my back. I can carry you back to the van" Your tears swelled up again, you didn't deserve this just after throwing a stupid tantrum. "Listen to Chae, Ynnie, I'll carry your jacket, you're sweating beads" With that you went on Chaeyoungs back while hiding your face on her shoulder, tears still flowing while sniffling. The two older girls can't help but feel guilty, were they the reason you're crying? "Ynnie... Did we do something wrong? Please tell us so we can apologize properly" Lisa looked at you with worry in her eyes, hoping that you'd answer. You whisper something only you can understand on Chaeyoungs shoulder, although it was audible, they couldn't really understand your muffled words.

"Say it again bub what is it?"

"You two ignored me... Ever since this outing started, then my shoes started to get uncomfy to the point it really hurt my feet. And then I got to suffer the consequences of my own choice of clothing, today sucks..." They thought back to this morning where you all got to the mall, you were right. They did ignore you but not on purpose. It's when they always get interrupted to reply to you or when they just shrugged you off. Lisa even remembered that you mentioned how you feet started to get hurt but before she could acknowledge your comment, she got distracted by an item in the store. They both felt horrible, you didn't deserve such treatment. "We're sorry bub... We didn't realize it till now, we promise we'll make it up to you" Chaeyoung hung her head low, as with Lisa, "We promise it won't happen again." You feel content, that's all you wanted to hear from them, a sorry and some assurance where they'd make it up to you. Looking to your side, you were met with Lisa with furrowed eyebrows, guilt evident on her face. "Promise?" You held your pinky up, Lisa smiled brightly and took your pinky with hers, intertwining it.

"We promise" Kissing your forehead, the heavy weights in your chest finally lifting as you hugged Chaeyoung by her neck with a content smile on your face.

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Huhu I love the thought of yn getting pampered by their Unnies, this is probably why most of my biases are maknaes lol. I hope you guys enjoyedd <3

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[exorcqism]

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ﹆₊ 概要 ‧₊˚ hcs with ghostface!choso in an arranged marriage + mini scenario attached.

␥ tags. modern/horror AU, possible nsfw, female anatomy, smoking, blood, threatening. choso carries a knife as a comfort item. wc, 1.37K. dark mode recommended.

␥ note. so i combined my previous idea with a new one. i’ll eventually break them up so they’ll be two separate things. thank you @hwoarangs-gf for helping :D

﹅˚ ⸝⸝ 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎 ‧₊˚

your husband isn’t the sweetest guy around. to you or the people in public

he emphasizes that you’re only his and that since the two of you are bound together, there’s no backing out

he doesn’t talk a lot so when he does, his deep, soothing voice terrifies you and he laughs at you when you look like you’re about to shit yourself

very protective of you even though he seems pretty mean

tags. mean!choso, ghostface, arranged marriage

you couldn't exactly place your finger on how you got yourself into this situation. your wedding night was amazing and terrible at the same time. though, you weren't expecting to be marrying an infamous killer.

as your married life progresses, you start to notice your husband's behavior more closely. you realize that he can be quite rude to you and others without showing any remorse. it's especially noticeable when you go out in public together. he seems to be on high alert, constantly scanning the area and shooting hard glares at any man who shows even the slightest interest in you. at first, you find his possessiveness endearing, but as time goes on, it becomes suffocating. you feel like you're being watched all the time, and it's exhausting. eventually, it all comes crashing down, and you start to see his behavior in a different light.

"if he looked at you one more time, i swear i was gonna kill him." you hear choso growl under his breath, his grip tightening on your wrist as he hauls you out of the mall. the menacing tone of your husband's voice is unmistakable, sending a shiver down your spine. you could feel the tension radiating off of him, his anger palpable.

choso's possessiveness is on full display, and you know better than to question him in moments like these. as the both of you exit the mall, you can't help but wonder if you'll understand the man you were married to. the man who is both your protector and captor, all in one.

as you walked out of the mall, you couldn't help but notice how possessive choso was being. his behavior was a clear indication that he did not want anyone else to come near you, and you knew better than to challenge him during such moments. his grip on your hand was tight, and you could feel him pulling you closer to him as if he was trying to shield you from the world.

despite being married to him, you couldn't help but wonder if you would ever understand choso. he was a complex man- your protector and captor all at once. you knew he loved you deeply, but his overprotective nature made you feel suffocated at times. you wondered if there was a way to make him understand that you needed your freedom too.

as you walked beside him, lost in thought, you couldn't help but wonder if you would ever find a way to strike a balance in your relationship.

as you step through the front door of your home, choso immediately locks it behind you, securing the deadbolt with an audible click. the tension that's been building throughout the day hangs heavy in the air, making the silence between you both almost unbearable. choso drops your hand, stalking off to the living room without a word.

you stood there for a moment, hesitant, before following him. when you enter the room, you find choso staring out the window, his posture rigid and his expression unreadable.

after a long pause, you finally ask choso, "what did I do wrong?" your tone is slightly irritated and confused, as you try to understand why he appears so distant and cold. choso slowly turns to face you, his eyes fixed on yours. the air between you two is heavy as you wait for his response, wondering what could have caused this sudden change in his behavior.

"you didn't do anything wrong." he says, his voice low and emotionless. "but you need to understand that you're mine. no one else's. and i'll do whatever it takes to protect what's mine." his words are chilling, but there's something in his tone that makes your heart twist- a hint of vulnerability, a glimmer of the man he might be underneath the hardened exterior.

you take a deep breath, mustering up the courage to speak. "i'm yours, choso. but i'm not a possession. i'm your wife." your words hang in the air between the two of you, the silence deafening.

the tension between you remains, but choso's expression softens slightly, as if he's contemplating your words. he looks away, the silence stretching on for what feels like an eternity. finally, he speaks, his voice softer than before. "you're right," he trails off, unable to finish the sentence. his vulnerability is unexpected, and it takes you by surprise. you hesitate, unsure of how to respond, but you could feel your own walls lowering, the slightest bit of empathy creeping in.

the dynamic between you and choso is complicated, nuanced, and layered. it's clear that choso's possessiveness stems from something but you're not sure exactly what that source may be. after the confrontation, choso suddenly stalks off to his study, leaving you alone in the living room.

choso is deep in thought, poring over old books in his study when he hears a soft knock on the door. before he can respond, the door creaks open and you peer your head in, a playful smile dancing on your lips. "i know you're busy," you say, your voice light and teasing, "but i thought you might need a little bit of a distraction."

you enter the room, twirling a loose lock of hair around your finger. you knew what you were doing. choso's brow furrows, unsure of how to react to this unexpected change in your demeanor.

as he asks, "what are you doing?", his voice sounds tense and brusque. however, your smile only grows wider in response, indicating that you are either unfazed by his tone or perhaps even delighted by his attention.

"just trying to lighten up the mood a little," you say, taking a step closer to him. "don't you think we could both use a little fun?"

just as you step closer, your playful expression falters as you spot the ominous items on choso's desk- a large knife gleaming in the dim light, its blade stained with what appears to be blood, and the haunting ghostface mask, its empty gaze staring back at you.

you feel a bit of fear seeping into your veins, replacing the lightheartedness from moments ago. "what's this?" you ask, your voice filled with curiosity now as you point to the objects.

choso's demeanor shifts, his gaze turning icy. "it's none of your business." he snaps, quickly covering the knife and mask with a stack of papers. "you shouldn't have come in here in the first place."

he rises up from his chair, his towering figure casting a shadow over you. "you saw too much." he says, a menacing edge to his voice. your eyes widen at the gravity of the situation. you stand there pleading for your life but choso's expression remains cold, his eyes fixed on yours. "i'm sorry, but i can't take the risk of you telling anyone."

choso takes a step towards you, his intentions clear. you let out a blood-curdling scream as you dart toward the door. your husband lunges after you, his knife glinting in the dim light.

your eyes snap open when you hear a familiar voice calling your name. quickly, your head shoots up from the man's lap you had been lying on. your eyes travel over to the tv when you notice that the classic slasher movie, "scream", just ended. only the credits are being shown on the screen.

as you sit up, choso looks at you with concern. "you okay? you look stressed and you were mumbling in your sleep," he says, his voice softer than usual. you quickly compose yourself, hoping to hide your unease.

"i'm fine, just a weird dream, you know?" you reply, trying to keep your voice steady. choso studies you for a moment, his expression just as unreadable as it was in your dream. "do you wanna talk about it?" he queries. you swiftly shake your head, not wanting to reveal anything.

"no, it's okay. really."

choso seems to accept your answer, though there's a hint of disappointment in his eyes. "alright," he says, "but know that i'm always here if you need me.'

he smiles softly, but you feel uneasy as your stomach starts to churn. the smile seems menacing, and you nod slowly to acknowledge him.

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[marioposssa]

'My dear' - a small continuation in numbers and pictures.

As I mentioned in my first post on temeraire statistics, Laurence pet name for Temeraire is consistently 'my dear', (with one exception of 'dear heart' in ToJ). And now, that my temeraire statistics tool(TM) is at a point where I am reasonably satisfied, I wanted to take a short look back across all books to paint a more complete picture over the usage of this pet name across all books.

Since this got a bit longer again, let's start with the overall numbers.

HMD: 22

ToJ: 9 (+ 1)

BPW: 11

EoI: 12

VoE: 3

ToS: 31

CoG: 10

BoT: 5

LoD: 16

or as a picture:

A more detailed write-up (and some more pictures) is under the cut

Let's start from the bottom of the high score.

The book where Laurence least uses the sobriquet is 'Victory of Eagles' with just 3 mentions and all of them heartbreaking.

The very first declaration of 'my dear' takes place when Laurence finally reunites with Temeraire after the other has believed him dead and the second follows soon after, two chapters later.

And then Laurence despairs over his role in Napoleons invasion of Britain and he mostly ceases to use non-formal modes of address altogether. Only after having overcome most of his immediate guilt at the very end of the book, when he reads to Temeraire out of the Principia Mathematica on their transport to australia, does he use the pet name again.

The usage curve over all books makes it look like this (some very sad peaks):

The second least mentions are in 'Blood of Tyrants' with 5 mentions overall. All of them appear only after Laurence gets his memories back at the end of chapter 14.

Unfortunately the book denies us a scene with Laurence and Temeraire reuniting after this event (where I would expect at least one my dear to have been uttered), but we see Laurence using the pet name again starting when Temeraire takes his leave from Mei and they travel on to russia.

On the other end of the scale we have 'His Majestys' Dragon' with 22 my dears and 'Tongues of Serpents' with a whooping 31! scenes where Laurence calls Temeraire by his pet name.

I already wrote in more detail on pet names in HMD, so I was initially very surprised by this result, as I had expected HMD to win overall. Why? Well, His Majestys Dragon is the book which introduces and defines Laurence and Temeraires' relationship, and while their bond is being tested in the other books as well, I would argue that most challenges are already played out in smaller but similar scenarios in HMD: Dayes' attempt at the captaincy vs Yong Shins 'seduction' of Temeraire in Throne of Jade; Temeraire coming to grasps with Choiseuls' execution vs Laurence death sentence in Victory of Eagles; Laurence coming to love Temeraire across the book vs Laurence coming to love Temeraire over the course of his amnesia in Blood of Tyrants.

Given this, it would have made sense that the first book also featured the most explixit verbal assurances of their bond through dialogue.

But on second look Tongues of Serpents is the book where the pair get fully taken out of the war for the first time.

Laurence has time to reflect on what retirement and a life outside of the corps looks like and, maybe most importantly, considers that Temeraire is part of the retirement deal as well. I would argue that Laurence adjusts his outlook accordingly well and finds a peace in this situation that is much a better mirror for what we see of their life at the end of League of Dragons than the mere acceptance of giving up his ideas of marriage and life with Edith in HMD. The pavilion and Australia is also specifically mentioned in their last scene in League of Dragons as well and is reoccurring reference when Laurence thinks about life after the war. So in conclusion, maybe Tongues of Serpents is the most domestic of the books?

Here's how the two books compare across chapters:

Looks pretty equal to me over all actually. *Tongues of Serpents * gets a few higher counts overall and also shows 6 counts in Chapter 7 alone, the chapter where the hunt for the stolen egg begins and the search groups starts their descend into the australian outback.

On a side note, we also see one other characteristic statistics thing here in the chart that you get with per book comparisions: books generally do not have an equal number of chapters. If we wanted to be more accurate we might want to account for the chapter amount , or even over all word lenght, factor of each book. I am not adding it here, because this is non-serious fun only statistics - and I haven't implemented that nice feature in the tool yet and am too tired to do it manually for all 9 books.

Overall Laurence calls Temeraire 'my dear' a grand total of 119 times over all books. If the two are not separated in the course of action - such as kidnapped, stranded, fighting for their lives against mobs or assassins, dealing with amnesia, clandestinely duelling for their honour or garnering the approval and ire of their fellow dragon or human- then Laurence does not sway from calling Temeraire 'my dear' alongside 'Temeraire'.

He starts using the sobriquet in the third chapter of His Majesty's Dragon, right after Temeraire rejects Dayes as substitute captain, and keeps using it until the very last mention in the very last dialog at the end of the final book, if that isn't devotion in bookends.

Finally, I'll leave you with this overview over all datapoints across all books:

[wandagcre]

Thinking about how Mob Moss!Sam would react if the reader asked for a divorce

"I want a divorce," your voice cracks, unwilling to look at sam's reaction.

it's more than enough to mob!boss sam's attention over you. whatever she was doing — consider it done and unfinished. she takes a good look at you, her brown eyes piercing on you, never blinking. it's hard to swallow all of the sudden with the thick tension you created.

all you can do is thank that you knew better; to not bring it up while sam was cutting up vegetables in the kitchen or while she was downstairs, throwing punches on the punching bag. you knew she wouldn't hurt you, but the aggressiveness scares you.

if it was a prank:

"is this some kind of joke? i know you have a knack for childish stunts, but that's a really, really, bad one mi amor," sam runs her fingers through her hair. she has a tight smile on, but you could tell its insincerity, a product of her rare nervousness.

you can't take it any longer with your joke. you can't even imagine a life without sam in it — how the woman would completely lose her mind.

"o-of course it is," you let out the breathe you've been holding. your figure relaxes a little, immediately regret ran through your body for pulling this prank. "can't help it. i wanted to see what your reaction would be."

meanwhile, sam was relieved too. she didn't want to be rough with you in a cruel way. you didn't know the scenarios that ran through her mind, all just to keep you. she continues to dress for the day, simply humming in response.

"don't do that again. next time, formulate it in a question, not in a statement." sam coldly looks at you pointedly through the mirror's reflection, internally scoffing at your kicked puppy look.

you easily nod in agreement. "understood."

if it was a genuine proposal:

your lips quiver, "no. it isn't. i'm completely serious about this, sam."

sam remained looking neutral. she continues to button her dress shirt and the silence was eerie. it put you in immediate discomfort, even analyzing her features was futile — no slight twitching, no smile, no nothing. it was like business mode for her. you knew it, so familiar with her gatherings within her inner circle at one of her estates.

then, all of the sudden she scoffs and laughs softly. uncanny for the statement you just uttered. now it had you looking over sam, albeit with reasonable fear.

she sauntered over your way, creasing her ironed trousers as she kneels before you and holding your hand.

"i'd like to see you try, (y/n)." sam grinned, as though it was a challenge. "you... are not only a valuable asset, amor, but you're an extension of what makes me. it wasn't a choice whether you married me on paper or not, you're bound to me—for me—either way." sam chuckled, her palm softly patting on your cheek.

you're frozen and taken aback by her words.

perhaps you should have known that sam would do everything just to keep you in the same place as she were. the illusion of letting you escape is hilarious enough for her.

[logsforbots]

Analysis #1

"New world" - CYBERWORLD

⚠SPOILERS AHEAD⚠

After all the wait, the new web series Cyberworld is out, this new continuity brings a new scenario for the Autobots and Decepticons: A virtual simulation.

The episode "Optimus Prime crash land on Cyberworld" is pretty straight forward with the premise.

It starts with our Prime waking up mid air, while this happens we can hear a voice calling out for him in panic. No ship in sight from which he may have been drop out of, as if he had materialized into thin air.

After hitting the ground, not without finding a few trees that soften his landing in a very unfortunate, and quite funny, sequence, Optimus stands up but is quickly hit with an "upgrade".

From this alone we can start to suspect what are the rules of this world. We have a level meter, which Optimus due to just arriving, is on one, next are Optimus' abilities, there's only two at the moment which are his vehicle mode and most likely Optimus' own fighting knowledge, meaning he doesn't have any weapons on him. Lastly, a map.

All those elements make reference to the ones you would find in a videogame, meaning this world may come with challenges one most defeat, missions to level up and possibly escape.

Once the update is complete Optimus notices his new environment and acts confuse about it, pointing out the obvious organic surroundings.

"This is certainly not Cybertron" Optimus says, expressing a mix of annoyance and confusion as he looks around the area.

Later on he notices a new area, a desert, he decides to approach it after taking a look at an strange flower. As he walks and passes the flower strange blue cube surround it for a moment just to disappear less than a second later, along with the sound that could only be described as "electronic"

As Optimus enters and walks through the sand land he seems uncertain about the this other terrain, not familiar in the slightest with organic territory, this could mean that in this timeline the war hasn't/didn't reach the earth, or even left cybertronian grounds.

After a bit of wandering around, Optimus spots a small ship, one that carries the Autobot symbol, hopeful of the possibility of an ally he runs towards the ship but is stopped by the ground beneath him shacking.

As Optimus falls back a new enemy arises, Scorponok, who immediately threats the Prime, while also introduces themselves. Optimus quickly stands up, ready for a duel but notices he doesn't posses his axe.

"Huh, there's usually an axe" Going back to the abilities listed at the start of the episode it's most likely that the empty spot was/is meant for this weapon. Either Optimus will gain it back doing a quest or it will be replaced with other power.

Optimus tries to introduce himself and give his know speech but Scorponok immediately shuts it down and strikes, at this Optimus decides to run away back towards the jungle in an attempt to lose the bigger bot. During Optimus' escape we get the first look at his vehicle mode.

Unfortunately he gets stuck in the sand and has to change back to avoid Scorponok's attacks, resuming his way to the jungle where manages to turn again, this time in a solid ground for his wheels and where he cannot be followed.

Taking a break to remove the sand out of his joints, Optimus gets notified of energon being in close range, he looks around trying to find it until a light emerges in front of him and a cube comes out of the soil, he takes it and it disappears seconds later. We can see Optimus level bar going up, but stops a bit just before being full, this means that the more energon one gains/finds, it grants the levels going up, this may bring different benefits by the videogame logic: Longer lasting stamina, stronger armor, more weapons, etc.

Right after this Optimus hears a very angry voice and strong steps coming right at his direction. We are introduced to the well known king of the Dinobots, Grimlock, who yells at Optimus for taking the energon he claims to had have been waiting weeks for.

Optimus' scan recognizes Grimlock as both Dinobot and Autobot, yet he calls Grimlock 'Dinobot' instead of his designation, which means Dinobots are known maybe as different 'species', like minicons, or mostly as a subdivision in the Autobot faction but never had they been properly introduced to Optimus.

Grimlock introduces himself and immediately charges at Optimus, who once again has to fight for his life.

Another detail to note is that if a bot is hit or suffers damage, small blue cubes will pop out of them and disappear in an instant, similar to the ones that appeared on the flower moments ago.

Grimlock talks about waiting for the energon for a long time, when he first appear he came out of the deep jungle, meaning he may have been hiding while waiting for the energon to appear, the reason for his camping was that he was low and has not being able to find any, Grimlock was probably hiding to surprise any other bots that may come by and try to take the energon. Optimus comes in and does exactly that.

Optimus decides to once again run away from the fight but this time, his opponent keeps close to him while going through the jungle, he switches between alt-mode and robot to avoid obstacles like trees and rocks. During this chase we can see once again Optimus' stats and they have once again change.

When Optimus took the energon their level had gone almost all the way, after fighting with Grimlock and taken a few hits, it had gone to half, meaning that taking damage makes the energon/levels go down. This is what the blue blocks meant, meaning they are literally the energon leaving they body as it takes damage. Grimlock most have faced an opponent strong enough to get him low enough to force him to camp in a known energon spawn.

After escaping the t-rex by getting him stuck in a tree, Prime hears a loud noise coming from the sky, as he looks up he notices it's a ship, similar to the one he found before, this one has the Autobot symbol as well, it seems to have a bright yellow tone. Optimus follows the ship hopeful that it's his dear scout the one falling out of the sky.

"Is it possible?...Bumblebee?"

Somewhere in the bast jungle, the scout awakes with a headache, receiving the upgrade Optimus had received at the start. While complaining he hears heavy steps getting louder behind him, Bumblebee looks behind him, relived to have company, for his misfortune it is none other than this world's version of the infamous warlord, Megatron.

He has a far different appearance than the one he had last time the community saw him.

Confused, Bumblebee asks Megatron where are they and how did he end up in there, that's when the scout remembers what seems to be moments before he fell into that world. Him, running towards Optimus before he disappeared into a bright light, reveling the voice that had woken up Optimus as he fell was Bumblebee's.

In the flashback we can see three silhouettes be taken by the light, the biggest one being most likely Optimus, thinking about other characters that we know are to appear in the series, it is most likely one of the bots who came in with Optimus is Elita, as far as I'm aware no other Autobots have been announced for this series that could fill the spot.

Yet.

Going back to the bull and the bee.

Bumblebee assumes that what took Optimus was the Decepticons doing, accusing Megatron.

"You did it. didn't you? You won...You and your decepticreeps!"

At this Megatron smiles, seeming amused at the bot's bravery. He offers his fand to Bumblebee, a symbolic act of truce.

"I am no Decepticon and you are no Autobot, we are all just survivors here"

This means that whatever created the world and trap these bots in it is not part of any faction, Quintessons perhaps?.

In the distance trees can be seen being taken down, immediately we see it is due to Grimlock, who is remains persistent in chasing Optimus. Unfortunely for the Dinobot, Prime creates a plan, using some vines from the trees to restrain him and leaving quickly, set on finding Bumblebee, who has started walking around with Megatron.

We get a look at Megatron's stats and they reveal a few things.

He posses three abilities: The axe we saw earlier, his alt-mode, obviously is a bull and what seems to be a laser, most likely his fusion canon. There's also his level, since we did not get Grimlock or Scorponok's, Megatron has the highest level among the known players of the world, meaning he has been in there for a while already.

Megatron explains to Bumblebee how the world they are in is incredibly hostile, that if one is not careful enough they will become "rust in the wing", meaning Megatron has others died in that world, making emphasis in his experience and long stay.

Megatron stops in the middle of a weirdly empty area and stays put, Bumblebee tries to figure out what's so special about it when suddenly a big green light come out the floor, startling Bee.

Megatron pushes Bee into the light while speaking of how the energon is for the strong to take. They are introduced to the challenge: a platform are with targets scattered all over. Bumblebee looks confused when a scoreboard appears not understanding the instructions.

"Hit the targets...commence programming"

Megatron repeat what the AI as he transforms and tells Bumblebee to go for the targets to win energon and proceeds to do exactly that, smashing every target he finds.

Bumblebee complains of not having a weapon and not being able to participate just to looks right beside him and see two laser guns floating, he takes one and tries to aim at different target but keeps being interrupted by Megatron, who destroys them before the scout has a chance to shoot. Bee tries to tell Megabull that the AI probably put the lasers there for a reason, that they should be shotting instead of destroying the targets, but Megatron ignores him and continues with the destruction.

At the end, when only one target remains, Bee rushes to it and is finally able to shoot it and takes the last, and only, point. All while giving us a look at his vehicle mode.

As the scores marks 49 to 1, Bumblebee complains as to why do they have separate score if there were to be a team, to this Megatron just chuckles until the AI announces he actually has zero points, revealing the scout was right about the targets needing to be shot and not destroyed.

After Bumblebee teases Megatron for his mistake a blue light covers him and grants him his prize, enough energon to level him up all they way to halfway of level 2. As he turns to look at his companion he sees Megatron on his knees, surrounded by a red light, most likely getting energon taken away, could be that the energon taken was the one given to Bumblebee, meaning Megatron must be at down to halfway to level 6.

Unsurprising to anyone, Megatron is annoyed at this, so at the moment Bumblebee turns around to keep celebrating his win, the Decepticon pulls his canon and repeats his words to Bumblebee as he shoots.

"And I told you...

Only the strong survive"

Bumblebee gets send backwards, hitting the hard soil of the jungle a few time like a rock being thrown in the water, as he loses the energon he just gained.

While he lays in sore in the grass, he hears someone approaching, thinking it's Megabull, he tries to act brave and ask if he's back for more. He is pulled from the floor into a sitting position, as he looks up he see the bright blue eyes of none other than Optimus.

"Optimus...is that you?"

"I have you, my friend"

As they reunite it marks the end of this first episode.

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As a new fan of the franchise it's exciting seeing the start of what could be a great project with an interesting concept.

Everything about this new show is so catchy from the animation to the plot and comedy moments, I tried to not include those to avoid taking the first impression to anyone who hasn't seen it yet, which I recommend to change.

This shows has a great potential and I have high hopes, as a fan of web series it makes me happy that Transformers decided to take this approach and hope that we get new episode soon.

I'm not aware of how many episodes will this show be conformed of so I will not be doing an analysis of each but I will be doing theories, headcanons or analysis of an specific aspect of it, it has a lot to explore and can't wait to see where it leads.

I apologize if the gifs have bad quality, the app I used has had some issues, I will be looking into getting a different one, I wish to give the best possible into the visuals of this blog, since I have sometimes trouble explaining or elaborating of some scenes.

Hope you enjoyed.

Any constructive criticism is welcome and well appreciated.

Thank you for reading.

[multifandumbmeg]

JJ, guy who has panic attacks calming Kie down in the hyberbaric chamber. Thinking about how this is both a cute relationship moment and another astoundingly consistent characterization moment. JJ is shown having what can pretty comfortably be called panic/anxiety attacks after John B's supposed death (although considering his childhood, I think it's safe to assume he's had more of them outside that timeframe). Of those times, though, he is never in actual danger. When he is in danger, like the hyberbaric chamber, he is always clear-headed and ready to go, just like real people with anxiety disorders (especially caused by things like abuse and other real dangers). When the moment hits and the threats are real, he can finally act on that adrenaline for once. And this is also likely why he is so recklessly drawn to dangerous situations. When you have a panic attack your body goes into the fight flight etc mode and when the "aggressor"/threat is something that doesn't actually threaten bodily harm, like a fear or an emotional (but not threatening) conflict - which is definitionally what a panic attack is - you can't do anything about it. You feel out of control. You're terrified in the grocery aisle and there's nothing to hit, nothing to run from, no one to appease or diffuse. But when the danger is real, you get that same rush of adrenaline only this time you can do something. And you've run these life-threatening scenarios over in your head so many times you have a plan, you can think clearly.

I love how they write JJ in this show. He's so consistent and realistic with his backstory while still being dynamic and having character growth. And I love that his romantic relationship with Kiara has been a part of that development, as the unique intimacy of romantic relationships often challenges people who've experienced abuse, but can offer opportunities to grow as well. I love that they have written Kiara in such a way that she actively encourages that (keyword active, not just magically by existing sexily beside him or dying) instead of rejecting him, giving up, and making it worse (especially for unecessary relationship conflict reasons). Props OBX writers.

[shadowxamyweek]

How do we participate in shadamy week? Newbie here

Hello and welcome! So to summarize, 'do what you want forever.'

If you are the kind of person that needs specific details and scenarios for everything, however, there's more under the cut.

So, ShadAmy week is broken down into days. We'll use Day 1 as an example. Sunday the 22nd is the start of ShadAmy. Each day provides you two prompts. In this case, the two available to you are 'Cat Cafe' and 'In The Rain'. The challenge is, 'take these prompts and make ShadAmy happen.'

That's it. No strings attached. No Ands-Ifs-Ors-Buts. The goal is 'take prompt and made ShadAmy happen.'

Now, whatever art form you use, you can either choose one of those prompts, or, hard mode, you can mix the two prompts together.

And I do mean whatever art form. I understand there is this idea that ship weeks and challenges are reserved for visual art only, but frankly, I find that very narrowing. *EVERYONE* should be able to participate in this, so that means *ALL* artforms are welcome.

Visual artists, writers, musicians, AMV-makers using clips from games and other properties, cosplayers, pixel scrapbook artists like the old masters over on Mystical Forest Zone, needlepoint and other stitchery, stain glass, wood/soap carving. I don't know- it doesn't matter- whatever you can think of, do that. I cannot stress this enough- I'm not kidding when I say all art forms are welcome.

What you then do is, when you post your work, make sure to have the tag #shadowxamyweek2025 so that people know it is part of this ship week. If you would like to tag this blog (here or on bluesky), or link to it, or post with your work the image above going over the prompts, that is entirely up to you. I think it would be great and help people to know that this exists and it's organized every year, but it's not a requirement.

You can also post on whatever platform you want. I run ShadowxAmyWeek accounts on tumblr and bluesky, but I do know some people are posting their work just on twitter, or only on A03. That is also more than fine. Just know that if you do post it on tumblr/bluesky, or post a link to it on Bluesky/Tumblr, I will reblog it and keep it in the archive.

The dates of the week are celebratory in nature. If you can get your work posted during that time/on those days, that's wonderful! It is not a *requirement*, however. Were you to post your work 'late,' it would still be very welcomed.

There is only one limit to ShadowxAmyWeek and that is this: If you fulfill a prompt with porn or gratuitous violence, that's cool, but I can't reblog it. I try to keep the blogs at a 15+ agebracket. That is not because I'm a prude, that's because other people's work computers/guardians/roomates/whatever are prudes and I don't want anyone to be put in a spot because they came to visit the blog. By all means, you can still tag the work as #shadowxamyweek2025 and post it wherever, I just won't reblog it.

I can't tell if I went VERY overboard answering this or not. I just know I get a lot of questions about a lot of different parts to ship week and I want to make sure I covered every potential aspect I could. If I missed something, PLEASE follow up with me and I'll try to give you an answer <3

Can't wait to see what you create!

[megalony]

BobbyNash imagine idea along the lines of:

Being married to Bobby Nash comes with its challenges, especially with an age difference and a toddler. But Bobby has always been a rock for both the reader and their daughter. His protective instincts run deep, and reader has come to depend on the quiet strength he offers.

Normal day ends with a car accident. The crash leaves reader unconscious and Emma trapped in her car seat, crying for reader.

The 118 gets the call, and Bobby is in full captain mode as they race to the scene. But when he arrives and recognizes the reader's car among the wreckage, his world shifts into a nightmare. His eyes lock on the wreckage, and everything else fades.

Bobby’s professionalism holds, but just barely and he's panicking but has to be strong for their daughter. As they work to free the reader, his mind races with every worst-case scenario. Bobby reaches for their daughter first, his hands trembling as he carefully unbuckles her car seat and pulls her out. Whispering soothing words to try to calm her.

Reader's injuries are serious but not life-threatening, though she's still unconscious. At the hospital, Bobby refuses to leave reader or daughters' side. While doctors examine their daughter for minor bruises, he cradles her on his lap, brushing back her curls and while reassuring her.

When reader wake's up hours later, the first thing you see is Bobby sitting beside the bed, holding their daughter. Both of them are teary-eyed, and the sight makes reader's heart ache. Ends with a heartfelt moment between the family.

Thank you for sending in this idea!

It was so detailed I got to do a very detailed plan and I managed to write this rather quickly. I really enjoyed writing this for you and any other Bobby ideas would be greatly appreciated.

Please let me know what you think.

Family In Distress

[krisp-xyz]

Hi chat I've been kinda cooking with a cool shader that scatters textures in a way where they're both seamless and have no visible repetition :3c

one cool feature is this height-based blending:

Left: regular lerp Right: custom height blending

I ran into some interesting challenges actually and realized that most methods for blending between two heightmaps actually have some drawbacks for different scenarios so I might do a whole blog post on how to properly blend two heightmaps together if that's something people are interested in

I also think it's neat to compare these two blending modes side by side since the heightmap one keeps the actual heightmap a lot more crisp and doesn't necessarily blur/fade stuff in ways that can look a bit bad depending on your heightmap