#Cat Rescue Block Puzzle

[adultswim2021]

The Rising Son #1: “Pilot” | April 19, 2009 - 5:00AM | S01E01

Did I watch this show when it aired? Well, not literally. I didn’t stay up until 5AM just to watch it live. I’m not sure anyone, aside from maybe the parents of one of the actors in the show, ever actually did that. But, I was an Adult Swim obsessive who looked at the schedule every week to look for premieres and I noticed it. This was likely also during my phase of recording every full block on my TiVo so I could scan through it for anything that caught my interest and save it to a DVD-R. Those DVD-Rs, man. I’ve been saying it, but I really need to rescue those from their storage unit purgatory and copy them onto my computer. Anyway, I was one of the very few people who noticed this show and actually watched it in 2009!

The Rising Son was a parodic soap opera about the life of Jesus Christ. This first episode sorta focuses on Joseph and Mary, discussing their son Jesus. They have to break some big news to him about who his real father is, but can’t bring themselves to do it yet. We meet Mary and Magdalene, who stand in for Christianity’s (I’m not saying “the real” because all this shit is fake and gay) Mary Magdalene. In this show, she’s a pair of conjoined twins. This show Charles and Mambo’d the bitch. 

It’s very dry in its sense of humor. It’s playing everything fairly straight. There are a few moments where the UCB-ness shines through. I didn’t really look these people up too much; only a couple of them have actual headshots on IMDB and those are the ones that seem to have somewhat robust filmographies, so I don’t mean to accuse these people of being affiliated with UCB. I just say that to describe certain moments.

The cockney accent when Mary/Magdalene offers foot rubs is one such moment. A lot of the jokes in the “next week on” segment at the end  (Jesus ridding the cat of feline AIDs, and whimpering that the “bad man” “touched” him). But the rest of the show is dry as a bone, and I sorta respect it. I wanted to like this. I watched all 325 episodes of Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman, which more-or-less does the same thing. I remember looking forward to episode two, even!

The episode’s funniest moment is Jesus’s introduction. Mary/Magdalene spot Jesus and call him over. We see a very traditional-looking Jesus talking to a large man with curly, long hair. The large man turns around; this is our actual Jesus. He and Judas introduce themselves to each other and both of their last names are bleeped. Also, certain onscreen credits have black bars covering some of the names.

Turner Broadcast standards and practices at the time were very much against using the lord’s name in vain on television. It sunk Don Hertzfeld’s Rejected from being shown in the early days of the block, and it was the subject of an episode of Aqua Teen Hunger Force. In this context, it was probably seen okay to use Jesus as long as it’s a character’s name. You just have to bleep out Christ, to indicate that this isn’t the REAL Jesus. Even though it’s clearly meant to be the Biblical Jesus. Bleeping out “Iscariot” is a little more puzzling, and I wonder if that’s actually just a joke. I wonder if Mary and Magdalene being two separate people was just to get around having to do the same for her.

The Rising Son is one of Adult Swim’s least celebrated shows. It’s for a good reason; from what I remember, this is the best episode of the four. But if you’re morbidly curious, you can watch it on Adult Swim’s website. And not the roku app. Seriously, like half the shit on the Roku App doesn’t work. Let’s face it, the roku app is a nightmare.

[tranquilspot]

John: Examine GameBro Magazine.

CW: toxic masculinity, in-text misogyny, mention of someone getting hurt, stairs

Oh boy, the first long block of text I am mandatorily obliged to read for the sake of this reread.

I know that it's a parody, a joke both for the magazine writers and the author themselves, but this dude should be fired. You know, a GOOD reviewer would try to leave their confort zone and be curious of any kind a video genre. I like simulation, point n click adventures, puzzles, and action adventure games. Indies are the best! But you know what? I get interested by horror, rogue-like, turn-based strategy, first person shooters, heck I even played GTA and watched a bit of Yakuza. But that's not my favourite thing. And despite it all, I learned to be at least a minimum intrigued by other genre. So while it's fiction, it's shameful and disappointing that this dude played like, 5-10 minutes at the very most of Sburb and decided that it was lame and not worth his time.

His reason?

Because he didn't get to destroy stuff. Not only it's dumb and unrealistic to expect every single game to have destruction as part of the gameplay, if not the main gimmick if his attitude is to be trusted, but his impatience turned on him. Because you get to destroy things. TT did it (on purpose), GG did it (by accident). And he could get what he wanted if he didn't judge the book, rather the game here, by its cover and continued to play with his friend at Sburb.

It reminds me of a good article about masculinity in video games and its community. Go give it a shot if you're interested, it's in french but you can put the article in a translator. 'Video games have been parasitized by masculinist imaginary' End of the aside, let's dig into the article properly.

John: Read article.

Non native english speakers when they want to make transitions x)

"cats"? That's a lame way to designate people.*quick research* Hmm I was convinced he was specifically narrowing it to women players, cause I would have translating it to 'minettes' in french. But 'cats' in this context is 'guy'. But as in 'men' or 'people' in general? It's 2009, and the golden age of let's play is 2012, so it's tricky to pin out exactly if it's still a stereotyped period or if the game industry is more open to other genders (read as: cisgender girls, not a lot of neutrality or lgbt+ content during that time). What was I playing, raised as a cis girl in 2009? I checked and the Sims 3 was released that year but I barely discovered the series so I was playing the Sims 2. I mean, nobody forcing you to write anyway, dude.

I hate that he's fakely open-minded. "Like yeah to each their own, but breaking stuff is actually the real shit ". It irks me.

I'm glad he would be booed nowadays. You can't unironically write stuff like that and not expecting some backlash. He probably doesn't care, he won't suffer any consequences.

When in doubt, my buddy Urban dictionary is here to the rescue! Ok so 'wicked up' is being wasted, but how does 'ins' come into it?

*more research* Hmmm o.kay. Man bro slang can be difficult to decipher. Don't get my started with "the hook" and "pirouette off the handle" and all that. With the whole Strider lingo, there's still trouble to come..

What? What about my mom? She could murder you with words, you know. She isn't one to be stepped on and I'm proud of her <3 You gave 1.5 hats because I'm pretty sure you have to give a mandatory minimum note to a game. I mean, I don't really care. You'll be dead with the rest of humanity in a few hours. Really played yourself here.

I'll allow it, this article is terrible and going nowhere so at this point, who cares?

Oh fuck yeah! I saw it in theaters when it came out. I don't remember much of it cause it was more than 10 years ago, but I remember liking it. I saw it with my brother, and maybe my mom. Idk too far to recall.

D:

oh nooo!

May Dennis have a prompt and good recovery.

Also, 'huge useless tool against wet grass' would be so confusing for someone who doesn't quite master the english language. If we took it at face value, it's like rubber screwdriver dripping in morning dew. That's.. quite cute and poetic actually. A forgotten toy caressed by the grass and water.

What a shame indeed. *quick translation* Wow what an advanced word to use all of the sudden. 'girth' ooh boy I'm so glad to learn so many new words, and I will totally not forget them the next morning /sarcasm /half-joke

At least he's nice enough to wait and try again to watch it. Wait, is 'Brotel Rwanda' his name? Or at the very least his pen name. Rwanda is a country in Africa, and the first name got 'bro' in it. It sounds fake, gonna be the latter.

This article too, was perfectly wasted. That was boring yet I manage to deliver a whole-ass post.

Alright, let's go back to John's shenanigans, shall we? —>

[alisoc]

Video Game Lab

By Alicia Huynh

Six Cats Under

In Six Cats Under, created by Team Bean Loop and Mosu, play as a ghost trying to solve puzzles in order to rescue your cats using the powers you have. I had played and watched someone else playing this game and the two experiences were different. When watching it, I found it a little bit difficult since I was looking at the shared screen which was small. It was also hard to think about any more ideas on where the puzzles were. When playing the game though, I found it a little bit easier than looking at my partner’s screen. Other than the hints my partner had already found, it was still a little bit difficult finding more puzzles. After clicking around to look for puzzles I found two more until I decided to stop playing. Overall, the game has a fun concept of playing as a ghost and little text bubbles describing the details of each object I clicked.

The Ratchelor

We all know about the hit reality dating show, the Bachelor and the Bachelorette but have you heard of The Ratchelor? Just like the reality dating show, you play as a rat and choose your potential partners. As you talk to each contestant, you have a set of replies to choose from. After each round of talking, just like the show, you give out a rose to each contestant until you propose to the rat of your choice. Just like Six Cats Under, this game is a simulation of playing as a rat. 

I’ve played this game before but playing it again and choosing different contestants changes the experience each time. Even with the different versions that Algorat has made.

Tetrisseeper

Have you ever thought about combining two classic games together? Well Kertis Jones thought about it when they developed Tetisweeper. As you place and stack the Tetris blocks, the blocks change into the Minesweeper blocks. Playing this game was quite confusing at first since I did not know what to do, but after playing it and looking at the example, I understood what was happening. I have never thought about combining two games together but now I have seen that, it made me question what games can be combined to create a new game.

[unitygamedevlopment]

Toon Blast

Toon Blast is a vibrant and addictive puzzle game developed by Peak Games. Available on mobile devices, it's known for its colorful and cartoonish graphics, as well as its challenging and engaging gameplay.

In Toon Blast, players embark on a whimsical adventure through various levels filled with puzzles. The main objective is to clear blocks by matching them with blocks of the same color. By creating combinations of blocks, players can unleash special abilities and power-ups to help them progress through the levels.

Each level presents a new puzzle with different objectives, such as clearing a certain number of blocks, reaching a specific score, or rescuing cute cartoon characters trapped among the blocks. As players advance through the game, they encounter increasingly difficult challenges and obstacles that require strategic thinking and clever moves to overcome.

Toon Blast also features a vibrant and lively cast of characters, including Cooper Cat, Wally Wolf, and Bruno Bear, who accompany players on their journey and provide assistance along the way.

With its colorful graphics, catchy sound effects, and addictive gameplay, Toon Blast has garnered a large and dedicated fanbase worldwide, making it one of the most popular puzzle games on mobile platforms.

[arfairfan]

Cat Rescue Block Puzzle

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.flirtpoint.catrescue

Match two or more blocks of the same color to clear the level and save the cats from the evil Cats Snatchers. Tap blocks of the same color and craft powerful boosters to rescue the cats and bring them home to safety. Your puzzle skills will be tested with hours of block busting fun! Moves are limited so plan them carefully. Features :- Spectacular boosters and bonus rewards unlocked after many levels Easy and fun to play, challenging to master Eye-catching graphics and colorful gameplay Lovable pets of all varieties, puppies, bunnies, piglets and many more! Diamonds, exploding bombs, colorful paint pots, locked animal cages and much more How to Play :- Aim and match bubbles to save trapped pets. Less moves you pass a level, higher score you'll get. Can you score high enough to earn 3 stars on every level? Bubble Pet Rescue is completely free to play but some in-game items may require payment. Unlock special boosters and bubbles to help you pass those tricky levels. Unlock fresh new game mode from level 50. Please share you expirence with us by giving us 5 stars. Enjoy the game and break the score and share it with your friends. Hope you love it. #Pet_Rescue_Saga #Block_Hexa_Puzzle #Block_Puzzle_Westerly #Cat_Rescue_Block_Puzzle #Tile_Puzzle_Cats #Pin_Rescue Pet Rescue Saga Block Hexa Puzzle Block Puzzle Westerly Cat Rescue Block Puzzle Tile Puzzle Cats Pin Rescue

[rimsha0012]

Cat Rescue Block Puzzle

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.flirtpoint.catrescue

Match two or more blocks of the same color to clear the level and save the cats from the evil Cats Snatchers. Tap blocks of the same color and craft powerful boosters to rescue the cats and bring them home to safety. Your puzzle skills will be tested with hours of block busting fun! Moves are limited so plan them carefully. Features :- Spectacular boosters and bonus rewards unlocked after many levels Easy and fun to play, challenging to master Eye-catching graphics and colorful gameplay Lovable pets of all varieties, puppies, bunnies, piglets and many more! Diamonds, exploding bombs, colorful paint pots, locked animal cages and much more How to Play :- Aim and match bubbles to save trapped pets. Less moves you pass a level, higher score you'll get. Can you score high enough to earn 3 stars on every level? Bubble Pet Rescue is completely free to play but some in-game items may require payment. Unlock special boosters and bubbles to help you pass those tricky levels. Unlock fresh new game mode from level 50. Please share you expirence with us by giving us 5 stars. Enjoy the game and break the score and share it with your friends. Hope you love it. #Pet_Rescue_Saga #Block_Hexa_Puzzle #Block_Puzzle_Westerly #Cat_Rescue_Block_Puzzle #Tile_Puzzle_Cats #Pin_Rescue Pet Rescue Saga Block Hexa Puzzle Block Puzzle Westerly Cat Rescue Block Puzzle Tile Puzzle Cats Pin Rescue

[ultrasairakhalid]

Cat Rescue Block Puzzle

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.flirtpoint.catrescue

Match two or more blocks of the same color to clear the level and save the cats from the evil Cats Snatchers. Tap blocks of the same color and craft powerful boosters to rescue the cats and bring them home to safety. Your puzzle skills will be tested with hours of block busting fun! Moves are limited so plan them carefully. Features :- Spectacular boosters and bonus rewards unlocked after many levels Easy and fun to play, challenging to master Eye-catching graphics and colorful gameplay Lovable pets of all varieties, puppies, bunnies, piglets and many more! Diamonds, exploding bombs, colorful paint pots, locked animal cages and much more How to Play :- Aim and match bubbles to save trapped pets. Less moves you pass a level, higher score you'll get. Can you score high enough to earn 3 stars on every level? Bubble Pet Rescue is completely free to play but some in-game items may require payment. Unlock special boosters and bubbles to help you pass those tricky levels. Unlock fresh new game mode from level 50. Please share you expirence with us by giving us 5 stars. Enjoy the game and break the score and share it with your friends. Hope you love it. #Pet_Rescue_Saga #Block_Hexa_Puzzle #Block_Puzzle_Westerly #Cat_Rescue_Block_Puzzle #Tile_Puzzle_Cats #Pin_Rescue Pet Rescue Saga Block Hexa Puzzle Block Puzzle Westerly Cat Rescue Block Puzzle Tile Puzzle Cats Pin Rescue

[hopepaigeturner]

🎄 Giftmas Day 1: Concert Ticket--Benophie

A little one-shot-ish from a future project I'm dreaming about, a 991 inspired au. (It's be 999 obvi due to UK)

*~*~*~*

Sophie collapsed onto the kitchen island and groaned.

One prank call, two idiot calls involving burnt toast and a cat. Oh, not a cat stuck up a tree—a cat stuck up an office balcony.

Somehow a day of mundane rescues always drained her more than a crisis day.

“I’ve been around the block Beckett; I know the firefighters like you, the ones that can’t sit still, the firefighters I worry about the most.”

Sophie shook herself to brush away Chief Fire Officer Danbury’s words and perceptive gaze.

She dragged herself up and rolled over the back of the couch to land in its cushions.

Perhaps part of her mood might have to do with the date Benedict had rescheduled—for the second time that week. She couldn’t blame him, the first reschedule had been on account of his globetrotting brother calling from Guadalupe with visa issues. And the second had been on account of babysitting duties because his mother had to help a friend. And Sophie couldn’t blame him for all this when he had sounded so guilty over the phone.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Sophie, I know, I know it’s all my fault—”

How could she be mad? How could she be mad when after one conversation over hospital coffee she’d understood him as a man torn in a thousand directions?

And even so, it was just a third date. They’d already had sex so that expectation was out the window. It was just the third date, Sophie told herself to avoid the whisper in her heart. Just a third date, she told herself to avoid dwelling that this thing meant more. Certainly, more than all her previous hook-ups, flings and friends-with-benefits. And if this was more—how much more would she have to give? How much more could they be…

“I know, I know this sucks.” Benedict sighed, “What I would give—anyway, I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright we just have to be creative,” Sophie replied even though they had spent the last ten minutes trying to find at least an hour in their conflicting schedules. “We could always wait until next week?” She supplied.

He sighed, a sigh that seemed to hold the world and its troubles. A sigh that made her heart ache more so than his smile.

“But I want to see you this week….I want…I want to see you.”

He’d said those words with such devastating simplicity that she couldn’t find any flaw within them.

And that made her want to jump down the firepole even quicker.

A knock on the door roused her from her thoughts. She frowned puzzling out the disturbance as she went to answer. Kate was still on leave at her mother’s and Simon was on a shift. And even so they both had keys—

“Evening—”

“Hi.”

Sophie blinked a couple times, just to make sure this was not a mirage. But no, Benedict Bridgerton was standing on her doorstep with glasses askew and his heart-dropping smile.

“Hi,” she managed to reply but continued to stare.

How had he? Had she conjured him?

“Can I come in? I’ll only be a minute.”

Sophie jerked.

“Oh, ofcourse, come in.”

She let him in and followed his strides into the kitchen.

“So,” she started, quickly checking her reflection in the hallway mirror, “what are you—”

Benedict whipped around with bristling energy.

“Date night.”

He held up two bits of paper.

Sophie cocked her head.

“Sorry, I’m not following. I thought…”

“I know, I haven’t got long,” he swivelled to the clock, “the lasagne I’m cooking has like half-an-hour left. But the two rapscallions won’t mind if the cheese is a little burnt. I had an idea—you’re off on Friday evening.”

“Yes?”

“Do you like the theatre?”

Sophie blinked.

Blimey is was this what Kate meant by ‘conversation whiplash’ when reffering to Sophie's excitable moods?

“Err, yes.”

“So, my sister’s performing in a musical on Friday evening. It’s kinda tradition that I go, but I was thinking…” Benedict’s words lost its speed as did the rest of him. She could practically see the doubt seep into him, “well, I thought…I thought you could come. It starts at 7 so we could have dinner beforehand—and I promise you we won’t have to spend time with my sister, it can just be the two of us—just like a date. Just the two of us and you’ll barely realise--”

“That would be nice.”

“What?”

His whole being seemed to halt itself. A phenomenon only Sophie seemed to experience. She walked forward.

“That sounds good. I haven’t been to the theatre in a long time. Can I dress up?”

“Err, yes, well, I suppose—it’s a school production, but I wouldn’t mind—that is…”

Sophie kissed him and, as usual, she felt the two of them relax, smoothen like an iron running over rippled creases.

 How much more could they be…

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Sophie whispered against his lips when they pulled apart. “You can pick me up at 5.30,” she kissed him again and her hands started to trail down his spine, “Now—how long did you say that lasagne had?

*~*~*~*

Me.

Starts a writing challenge on the night of a deadline.

Aims to write quick drabble but ends up writing almost 1K.

Has to get up early and edit a philosophical essay.

But I did it 🤗

[toxic-gorgon]

Yandere Dio Brando x Reader: Useless

Synapsis: You are one of the last hamon users and while the practice itself has died along Lisa Lisa, except for a tiny handful of users. While most are willing to allow their gifts to die out and go about their daily lives, you want to put yours to good use and join the crusaders.

Content Warning: Extremely dark themes, click the read more at your own risk! Non-con, blood, yandere Dio, depression/hopelessness, corruption kink, breeding kink, dirty talk, talks of su*cide, violence, and extremely spicy themes. 18+, minors DNI! By continuing to read, you understand the risk.

When you joined the Speedwagon Foundation, you knew the chances of you dying for Mr. Joestar’s cause was almost inevitable. Your gifts were nothing compared to the powerful and unique stands that you came across during the start of your journey. You were one of the last remaining hamon users, but instead of allowing it to fizzle out like the others who trade their gifts for normal lives, you wanted to help and be useful! Lisa Lisa long passed and you heard stories of how hamon saved the world. Allowing hamon to die was allowing a part of yourself to die. 

Hamon was useless against stands, but worked wonders against humans and vampires. However, you primarily used yours for healing and support! The crusaders could use all the help they could get, so it made sense when the directors approached you for the task. Their lives are in your hands, and if it means to put an end to the vampyric Dio’s reign, then you’ll do your part and make sure these boys stay alive.

That’s what you thought at the beginning, back before your days meshed together and all time seemed to stagnate. 

You weren’t sure how many days it’s been since you first arrived in this suffocating manor in Cairo. The dark and coldness inside the manor contrasts the warm and vibrant colors outside your window during the day. You were ever the spunky one when you first arrived, you knew your friends were well on their way and you had no problem voicing that fact loudly in Dio’s presence. He would scoff, flashing you an amused grin, after all you were (as what he puts it) like a fangless, clawless feline. You don’t pose any real threat, but it’s cute to see you try. 

Dio is every bit what the rumors said. His raw charisma and power alone should frighten you, but that’s just one piece of the puzzle that’s Dio Brando. His beauty was truly breathtaking, much more so in person, his shirtless form proudly displayed like a painting hung carefully in the Louvre. His voice charmingly suave, almost a mesmerizing melody that beckons you closer like a siren’s call that you can’t block out. Worst of all was his eyes, that piercing gaze of his that can see right through you, all your worst fears and highest hopes, nothing can be hidden from this man. 

When you first arrived at his mansion, you were awestruck. Cat-got-your-tongue indeed as you drank in the imposing monster of a man, your enemy. What could he possibly want from you? His smirk makes your chest clench as the hairs on the back of your neck stood up. You wanted to run, and you would’ve if it wasn’t for you being so goddamned weak. You were completely at his fucking mercy, all he had to do was give the word and you would meet your end. You expected to die right then and there, surely a man like Dio would take out his enemy while he had the chance, just so later down the line it won’t bite him in the ass. You weren’t sure if it was out of pity or amusement, but your death never came. Instead, the cocky asshole smriks and gives you his blessing to tour his home. Hell, he even allowed you access to his library, on the grounds that if you did decide to run, you would be all too easy to catch. You were convinced this man had no real plan for you being here, besides making things much harder for the crusaders by stealing away their healer. 

You were determined to keep your head held high and wait for your knights in shining armor. 

But now, you’re just a shallow husk of despair. All the hope and conviction you had died little by little as the days went by, as those dark thoughts that Dio would mock you with began to take root. There’s no point in brainwashing you when your conviction can be shattered so easily. During the day, Vanilla Ice and Pet Shop watch over you. You absolutely loathe Vanilla Ice. His blind devotion towards his master churned your stomach, all the while he’s looking down on you and lack of stand ability. His words stung, but now they mirror static, background noise for your chaotic thoughts. 

Pet Shop was your preferred caretaker. He’s a bird, so he can’t talk like your other wardens. However, you could’ve sworn you saw that bird smirk once or twice, and his steely gaze mirrored his cocky yet powerful master. Perhaps the bird was silently judging you, even mocking you for being more caged than he was. After all, Pet Shop was allowed to move past the mansion’s windows and enjoy the fresh air and sun, even though he stayed within his bounds. A murder hawk has more freedom than you do.

The nights are always the worst. Screams of ecstasy or pain, you weren’t sure which anymore, filled the halls. After a while of being imprisoned, they all sound the same. How long before you’re next? You felt like it was any day now, and eventually your captor will grow bored of your constant banter. Perhaps that would be for the best, you’re dead weight anyway as long as you remain here.

Your friends were on a mission to save Holly, which you admit is more important than rescuing you. You knew the risk after when you joined this crusade, you just didn’t think it would end here in the lion’s den. You contemplated jumping out the window, not caring how painful the initial impact would be. You always decide against it, and instead sit and wait, chalking it up to being a coward as well. Everyday when your saviors hadn’t come, the little bit of hope inside was crushed gradually until barely anything was left besides tears of frustration and a luxurious queen sized bed to help you sleep.

Since you’ve been here, Dio took the liberty of making sure you’re fed three five star meals a day and accompanying you with a wine glass of blood. Such a gentleman, he even made idle chit-chat while you refused to take a bite (no matter how many times he told you it would be a waste poisoning you). Dio boasted about his many achievements, including how he stole Jonathan Jostar’s body, which you weren’t sure if he was just bragging or making sure that even in a casual setting, the threat still lingered. Was this supposed to impress you? Because the only responses you ever gave him were snide remarks and silence. Sometimes he would treat this like a silly game, but on days when he was more temperamental, you wisely chose to nod your head and actually eat what’s in front of you.

He made sure you were treated well, despite your situation. You bathed in a tub fit for a princess with fancy soaps and perfume, and was dressed in the finest of authentic Egyptian gowns that money could buy. All of which were gifts from Dio. He even took the liberty to do away with all your drab belongings and anything that didn’t fit his opulent aesthetic. He even gave you art supplies once. Whenever he gave one of these gifts, he always made sure to attach a rose with it. You always throw them out.

To occupy yourself when your host is gone and taking time for himself, you like to venture to his library and thumb through his vast selection. You’re sure you read over half of his stock by now, but something new always catches your eye to pass the time with. Usually you would saunter off into your room, avoiding the underlings as much as possible, but tonight was one of those nights where Dio met you there. 

“There you are darling, I was worried I missed you.” His smooth voice did little to put you in ease. 

“What do you want?” you sighed, making your way to the bookcase and browsing through different titles. Dio playfully scoffs, as always everything you say is just a game to him, and the disdain in your tone goes unnoticed. You didn’t move an inch when he moved closer to you, towering over your much smaller frame.

“You wound me dear, I only wish to spend time with you.” He leans in close next to your ear, his warm breath tickling your lobe. “Alone.” Now that’s laughable! Dio Brando isn’t a man who did anything out of kindness or ‘quality time’ without something in return. Did he run out of bodies to satisfy his hunger? What could you possibly offer him besides a snack?

“Spend time with you? I’ve seen what you do to the men and women who throw themselves at you for a sliver of attention. Their dead carcass lay about your manor like furniture when you’ve drained them.” You barely whispered. Why were you explaining his misdeeds to him like a child? You weren’t sure if you were trying to reason or reach the last thread of humanity within, but doubt was clearly written on your face. You wanted this to end.

You balled your hands into fists and shook with rage. “Just kill me and get it over with! I’m tired of you and I’m tired of being here!” 

Dio couldn’t help but sneer at your sudden outburst. How can you say these things? He’s given so much to you, and this is how you repay him? Do you not realize what you do to him? How weak he is while in your presence? How absurd. You had to have known, and perhaps you were testing his patience on purpose.

Reaching up and gripping your chin roughly, Dio kept your gaze on him. “I ask very little of you and have given you everything you could ever ask for. Tell me darling, are you truly unhappy?” his lips brush against your own, and his voice dangerously low that it sent shivers down your spine. Your voice was caught in your throat, this tower of a man standing over you so domineering makes you seem insignificant. Like a large cat ready to pounce on his prey. 

Tears run down your cheeks and you had no will to stop them. Why was he doing this to you? As if to answer your question, the blonde captures your lips and wraps his arms around your trembling form. With a jolt of energy you tried to shove him off you in defiance for your space. “Please stop, I don’t want…” you mumble. Growling, Dio pulls away and glares into your glossy puffy eyes, his brows furrowing when you don’t give in so easily.   

“Pet.” he said through gritted teeth, his hand drifting down to your neck and squeezing rough enough to cut off air supply. “You’re being selfish. All I asked from you in return is your loyalty and to surrender yourself to me.” He picks you up by your neck and amusingly smirks when you gasp and attempt to wiggle free, your hands desperate for air. Your nails grazing his skin with little scratches did nothing to phase Dio, instead he chuckles.

“Funny, isn’t it? The man’s body I’ve taken, the only man I would ever call my equal, possesses the same power as you do.” Black dots formed in your vision and your legs grew tired from flailing. He lets you drop from his grip, and while you sit slumped over and choking on air for your burning lungs, Dio looks down with his ruby hues. “Suppose my interest in you is fate, or perhaps you remind me of him.” Bending down to kneel in front of you, Dio pulls you towards his chest and picks you up bridal-style with very little resistance from you. He smirks and leans in to whisper in your ear “However, your strength will never match his.” 

Dio took flawless strides towards the desk on the other side of the room and pinned you down on your stomach against the harsh oak surface. With the wind knocked out of you temporarily, Dio traced his long nails along the soft chiffon fabric of your golden gown before tearing it to shreds down the middle, revealing your back and ass as the now useless fabric pools at your feet. Looking back at your captor’s sadistic smirk, your bloodshot eyes widen with realization. You were observant, he didn’t need to spell out what his intentions were. 

Almost immediately, Dio parts your legs with his knee and runs his fingers along your slit, examining it’s beauty before he decimates it with his cock. Squirming, you tried to push yourself up from the desk. As weak as you were, you had to try! Even though you knew Dio had more than enough strength to overpower you. As if he read your mind, he takes both of your wrists in his strong grip and pins them against your back. 

“Careful dear, you wouldn’t want me to break your arms, would you?” You stopped your struggling and stilled. It was best to get it over with and maybe if you comply, he won’t be as harsh with you, right? Just let him do what he’s going to do and don’t make it worse for yourself. “That’s better!” He smiles. “Lay there and trust your Lord Dio. Don’t worry about a single thing.” Don’t worry? How can you not? But, you did as he said and Dio goes back to running his fingers along your pussy, this time his index flicking against your clit. 

Biting your bottom lip, you shut your eyes tight. Be strong….be strong…. You chanted, but the small shocks of having your clip played with after being in turmoil for so long, it was difficult to not give yourself over for anything that can make you feel a moment of blissful ignorance. You were convinced that either Dio was a mindreader, or you were just so painfully obvious, but he stops his ministrations with your heat and leans in closer, he carelessly grinds his clothed hardened cock against you. He was quite proportioned. 

“Let’s enjoy ourselves, hmmm?” You shuddered at his words (and sizable bulge), a small whimper escaping you. Pleased with your sudden turn around, Dio leans back and without missing a beat, undoes his pants, allowing his cock weeping of precum to spring free. You swallow down a moan when his cock rubs against your clit, teasing your lips. Your cunt quickly became sloppy, as you were beginning to come around and throw caution to the wind. Dio must’ve noticed, because chuckles and mutters. “Don’t hide your cute noises from me now.”

With his cock soaked with your juices, he thrusts in and you do as he says, allowing a hoarse moan erupt from your throat that’s muffled by your face against the desk. This wasn’t going to do, not for Dio. While thrusting at a brutal pace, he yanks your hair back and lifts your head so he can listen to your lustful melodies more clearly. While you pant like a bitch in heat whenever he hits that spot to make you see stars, Dio releases your wrists in favor of gripping your hip tightly, leaving bruises. 

Gasping, you didn’t move your wrists for fear of your lord stopping or worse. Pleased by your obedience, Dio’s pace quickens, just for him to slow down to a tortuous pace. Flustered you cry “W-Why? Please….please….m-more!” You try to turn your head, but his strong grip keeps you in place. What a wonderful development! Definitely a change in the right direction from how you rejected him a few moments ago. But, Dio wasn’t quite satisfied yet. He wanted your everything, not only your spur-of-the-moment submission. He’s Dio Brando, Lord Dio to his brood. He doesn’t settle for less than satisfactory.

With a grin, Dio knew just how he would achieve this. “You beg so pretty darling, I see you’re finally coming to understand who owns you. But begging isn’t enough.” When he started moving again, this time his cock kissing your cervix, your mouth hung agape in a silent scream. Your thoughts thoroughly scrambled with nothing but the pleasure that Dio was offering you. Hell, you weren’t even coherent when your position changed to you being on your back with your legs spread wide and exposed, only for Dio. 

He picks up his pace, your cunt constricting around him as he pounds into your sore pussy, his hand now free from your hair pressed down your abdomen. He felt the slight belly bulge from him delving into your sweet cunt, simply delicious. “Darling-” He said too sweetly. “- You’re absolutely stunning so full of my cock, but I have a wonderful idea. I didn’t appreciate your attitude this evening, but I know how we can fix that!” You were too fucked out to comprehend his words, but nodded like the dumb slut you were. His dumb slut. “I’m going to breed this pussy of yours, fill you up with my cum, and you’re going to take everything I give you. Wouldn’t that be great? You grow big and round while your breasts are full with leaking milk.” He pauses as his hips sputter, his cock pulsating with the vision of you growling his children within your womb. 

“Yes..I think motherhood will suit you well. Forever my ___.” 

Whimpering, you nod in agreement. Whatever he wanted, as long as he didn’t stop. You were so very close! You mumble a breathy fuck when Dio pushes your legs up to your shoulders, diving in much deeper than before. Chanting strings of curses under his breath, Dio’s hand on your stomach drifts down to vigorously rub your sensitive nub and in almost no time at all you cum around his member, your juices rushing out to soak the desk and his cock. 

“Oh god...oh god...oh god..” you chanted, making Dio’s ego inflate more if that were possible. Smirking, he lets you ride out your orgasm, before picking up the pace yet again, this time losing control of himself for once. Brutally he fucks you, his cockhead slamming against your cervix, as your pulsing walls from your aftershocks urges his throbbing shaft, begging to milk it. After a few final thrusts, Dio stills and his cock paints your womb with his seed. 

He wasn’t done yet. Chuckling at your fucked out expression, it was so much like Dio to push for more. He wanted to mark you, make everyone but mostly yourself to know who you belong to. Your chest will do and his mark will be on full display. Using the nail on his index finger, Dio carves his name into your chest, pebbles of blood dripping down your sweaty and spent body after each scrape was made. When he is done, he admires his work, his name etched into your skin almost makes his cock spring back to life. What was he kidding, he could go a few more rounds anyway. But first, he leans in and laps up the blood, waste not want not right?

“There you are, how stunning. Darling, I wish you could see yourself right now.” Your eyes grew heavy, you were so exhausted and ready for a nap. Dio picks you up and doesn’t bother to cover you with your shredded rags. “No, no, don’t pass out now. We have a long night ahead of us.”

[thistledown-au-warriors]

fire and ice - chapter 6

< Chapter 5 || Index || Chapter 7 >

The orange sky lit up the open country around them with a cold light. The ThunderClan cats had crossed the Thunderpath, which was now far from them and blocked from view by a hedge, and were now crossing a large field beyond Highstones. They were long past Clan territory.

Fire Heart's dreams, before he'd been woken to keep watch, were once again filled with the fleeing cats, the stench of the Thunderpath and the long-tailed tom by the fire. During his watch, his mind played back his conversation with Stone Pelt. From what he understood, his dreams weren't something that StarClan would send some warrior apprentice - visions like that were something a healer had, and even so it was still uncommon. A chill made his pads tingle as he realized he would need to decide what to do about these dreams soon.

A meow called him away from his thoughts. Misty Step was looking at him from over her shoulder, and beckoned him with a flick of her tail once she caught his eye. Fire Heart quickened his pace and fell into stride beside his mentor.

"Hello Fire Heart. How have you been feeling about your first mission?" She asked, curiosity in her gaze.

Fire Heart steadied his breath, and frowned. "Like my limbs will be stiff for a moon." he meowed after a moment. "But also… worried."

"About WindClan?"

"Yes."

Misty Step nodded in understanding. "We'll find them. We have to, for the sake of the four Clans." her voice was firm, but her gaze was trained ahead, like she was speaking to herself. Fire Heart wondered if she was thinking about what Blue Fur said - to not risk their lives at any cost, even though this mission was greater than them. Then, she glanced at him, softening her meow. "But you and Gray Stripe were essential in the rescue of the kits and in aiding ShadowClan. You have the necessary experience for this."

"Do I really?" Fire Heart asked after some hesitation. "I'm just an apprentice."

"Your concern is understandable. I've certainly never done anything of this scale with Red Tail. But Blue Fur wouldn't have sent you if she didn't think you could do it, Fire Heart."

His ears pricked, eyes widening in surprise. "Red Tail?" He asked. 

Misty Step seemed puzzled for a heartbeat, then focused her eyes ahead. "Oh, yes. Red Tail was my mentor. I suppose I never mentioned that."

Involuntarily, Fire Heart's mouth opened in shock. In moons of training, his mentor had never brought up that the dead deputy was her mentor once. He didn't even remember her losing her composure during his vigil, while he knew she had deeply mourned her father, Thrush Pelt. 

"Fire Heart. It's not polite to gawk." Misty Step meowed suddenly, not looking at him. Fire Heart swiftly snapped his jaws shut, his teeth making a loud click, and he looked away in embarrassment. He heard her sigh. "He and I weren't very close, and I have been a warrior for quite a few seasons. It was before he became deputy."

Curiosity piqued, Fire Heart looked at his mentor through the corner of his eye. "Was Blue Fur deputy already?"

The warrior nodded. "She became deputy while we were still kits. Red Tail was a promising warrior back then, Blue Fur and Thunder Sun Fall quite liked him. But he was also very young, and his inexperience made me resent him."

He couldn't help but widen his eyes. It was rare he heard someone complain about Red Tail. He had more questions, but before he could voice them, Stone Pelt's hiss sounded from the back of the group. "What in StarClan's name is that?"

Fire Heart stopped and lifted his head, following the direction the healer apprentice was staring at. He saw a Thunderpath not too far ahead of them, arching high into the air on massive stone legs, the monsters racing along it unbothered by the height. Another Thunderpath ran below, veering off into the distance.

Misty Step let out a low hiss of alarm. "Well. If anything signals Twoleg territory, it's that ." She murmured, then turned to face Fire Heart. "Was there anything like that on your old Twolegplace?" she asked.

Fire Heart shook his head, feeling self-conscious about being consulted on Twoleg things. He could still remember the small pebbly Thunderpaths - or roads, as the kittypets called it - that he could cross without fear. "The Thunderpaths were small with hardly any monsters, with clean grass or stone on either side. The Twoleg nests were all pretty small, too. Nothing as big as that thing."

His mentor nodded, deep in thought, then cast a glance at her brother. Catching her eye, the tom nodded grimly. Fire Heart didn't need to ask. The three cats looked between themselves, then silently trotted along the tall grass towards the strange Thunderpaths.

Soon enough, the patrol was uncomfortably close to the Twoleg structure, the fumes emanating from it tainting the air all around them. 

Misty Step suddenly paused, sniffing curiously at a tall thistle. Then she perked up. "Take a look at this."

Stone Pelt padded closer, and Misty Step stepped back so he could sniff it. Fire Heart could see it now: a small tuft of fur was stuck to the thistle. 

"WindClan!" Stone Pelt whispered. "They must be somewhere around here."

The gray molly nodded, a shine of excitement in her eyes. The siblings kept marching towards the Thunderpaths, steps more confident. Fire Heart lagged behind a little, taking in the scent stuck to the thistle himself. It was faint, but fresher than any scents they'd come across so far. Some WindClan warrior had gotten their fur stuck on the claw-like thorns of the drying plant, and the tuft stubbornly clung to it despite wind and rain. As he looked at the thistle he thought, for a split heartbeat, that the thorn was tinged with dark red, like dried blood. When he blinked, however, that sight was no more. Fire Heart blinked a few more times. ThunderClan cats don't thread without cover for so long. The sunlight must be messing with my eyes , he decided.

"Fire Heart?" He heard his mentor call from up ahead.

"Coming!" Fire Heart called back, and raced to where the warriors had stopped.

The two gray cats were standing by some sort of burrow on the ground, Stone Pelt peering inside it. It was larger than a badger set, smooth and lined with stone.

"It's a tunnel. There's air flowing through." Stone Pelt announced. “It must come up somewhere over there.” He ducked back out of the hole and pointed his nose toward the tangle of Thunderpaths.

“Is it empty?” Misty Step asked.

“Smells like it.”

She nodded, but didn't seem pleased. "It's better than trying to cross overground, then. Can you lead the way, Stone Pelt?"

The tom didn't seem as bothered, and slipped inside. Fire Heart figured he must already be used to being inside tunnels thanks to the visits to Mothermouth. Once Stone Pelt's tail disappeared inside, Misty Step signaled for Fire Heart to go in.

The ginger apprentice padded inside, feeling icy-cold rock at his pads. The dark tunnel sloped away into the ground, then evened out after a few fox-lengths. He was aware of Stone Pelt's stocky shape in front of him, and Misty Step's whiskers lightly brushing his tail, but he could only scent the fumes from the Thunderpath. A roaring noise rumbled overhead. Fire Heart’s paws trembled as the stone floor vibrated. Was the Thunderpath above them? He fluffed out his coat against the relentless draft. 

Before long, light seeped into the tunnel up ahead. They quickened their pace until they were racing up a short, steep slope that led them back into the sunhigh-lit world.

They had come up near the edge of a patch of barren, dirty grass. Thunderpaths enclosed it on two sides, and another arched overhead. A small fire burned in the middle of the grass. A few Twolegs sat around it, sharing the warmth brought by the flames. The scent of Twoleg was thick in the air among the stench of the Thunderpath. Misty Step and Stone Pelt stood on either side of Fire Heart, and the three cats padded away from the fire in wary silence, low to the ground. However, wariness wasn't the only thing keeping Fire Heart quiet. He cast another glance at the flames, and the memory of his vision of the firelit cats was brought back to the forefront of his mind. Could those cats he dreamed of be WindClan? Were they near?

Then, after a louder crack of the fire, an ember flew into the air. Fire Heart felt compelled to follow with his eyes as it swished with the breeze towards the shadows beneath the soaring Thunderpath before losing its light. He halted. In the dim, he could make out the shapes of a  group of thin cats heading towards one of the Thunderpath’s great stone legs.

He felt his limbs weaken. Was that WindClan?

"Fire Heart!" Misty Step hissed urgently into his ear, making him flinch. He looked at her, who stared back at him with urgency. They weren't in the clear yet, the Twolegs could still spot them. The three of them managed to get behind a small pile of rubbish just as one of the Twolegs walked away from the fire.

When Fire Heart glanced back where cats stood, his heart dropped - the shapes were gone. Misty Step followed his gaze, then looked back at him questioningly. 

"I think I saw WindClan!" Fire Heart whispered. His mentor's blue eyes widened in surprise, and she exchanged a glance with Stone Pelt.

"Lead the way." She whispered back to Fire Heart. Her brother peered over curiously at him before looking back to check on the twolegs.

Fire Heart nodded shakily, his ginger pelt pricking with the emotions surging within him. After taking deep breaths to calm himself, Fire Heart took the lead of the group, weaving between shards of strange colored ice and other Twoleg rubbish towards the shadowed stone pillar.

Here, they were far enough away from the Twolegs and their fire that they could relax a little. Stone Pelt sniffed at the ground. "WindClan scent marker." He murmured, triumph seeping in his voice. That knowledge reassured Fire Heart as he cautiously wove around the smooth tall stone. Soon enough, his paws hit the edge of a hole in the earth.

Like the previous tunnel, the entrance was round and lined with stone, sloping away into utter blackness. Fresh WindClan scent emanated from within.

Misty Step brushed his pelt as she stood beside him. "I'll go in first. We don't know if the WindClan cats are still here, and we don't want to startle them. Stay close."

The two toms nodded, and Fire Heart once again stood in the middle as the ThunderClan patrol plunged into the dark tunnel. 

The floor beneath his paws felt wet and slimy, and the sound of trickling water echoed around them. As the tunnel leveled out, Fire Heart pricked his ears and opened his mouth. The damp air smelled rank and bitter — worse than the tunnel they had passed by before. Here the Thunderpath fumes mingled with the fear-scent of WindClan cats.

After a few paces the pitch black darkness, he felt the gray molly's tailtip touch him in a silent signal. He did the same to Stone Pelt behind him, and the two toms pressed together to stand beside Misty Step. The three cats peered over a turn in the dark tunnel.

Ahead of them, the tunnel was lit by a narrow hole in the ceiling that led to the wasteland above. Fire Heart could see many cats huddled together in the gray light — warriors and elders, queens and apprentices, all pitifully thin. A cold breeze blew relentlessly through the hole in the roof, stirring the thin fur on the skinny bodies. Fire Heart shuddered, for the breeze carried to him the stench of sickness and crow-food.

Suddenly the tunnel shook as a monster roared overhead. The ThunderClan cats, already tense, flinched, but the WindClan cats didn’t react. They simply huddled with half-closed eyes, numb to their surroundings.

The noise died away. Misty Step looked at the two of them and nodded. Fire Heart took a deep breath and the patrol stepped around the corner beside his mentor, out into the dim light.

A gray WindClan tom spun around, his fur standing on end as he yowled an alarm to the rest of the Clan. In one smooth movement, the WindClan warriors formed a line across the tunnel in front of the young and elders, their backs arched, hissing fiercely.

With a feeling of dread, Fire Heart saw the glint of unsheathed claws and thorn-sharp fangs. These half-starved cats were about to attack.

[kythed]

haikyuu!! + where they take you on your first date

yes, i have a soft spot for akaashi, how could you tell?

karasuno

sugawara koushi: one of those clay painting places. he tries to paint your face on a mug-- it ends up looking like a purposefully offensive caricature, but you appreciate the gesture.

azumane asahi: takes you thrifting because he thought it would be aesthetic. the only clothing you two buy is a set of XXL galaxy cat t-shirts.

nishinoya yuu: chuck-e-cheese.

hinata shouyo: an action movie. he won’t stop chattering and making side comments the entire time, but it’s kinda cute. tries to pull the classic yawn-over-the-shoulder move and accidentally spills his popcorn on your lap.

kageyama tobio: invites you to watch one of his volleyball games. it’s not your ideal first date, but the rare smile he flashes you when his team wins makes up for it. he is incredibly sweaty when you go out to eat afterwards, though.

sawamura daichi: a bowling alley. he’s a shit bowler but pretends to be an expert just so he can get close and “teach” you the proper form. he also really likes the overly greasy bowling alley pizza for some reason.

tanaka ryunosuke: italian restaurant. he pronounces gnocchi like “guh-no-chee” and pitches a fit when they don’t offer bottomless breadsticks like olive garden does. before leaving, you slip the poor waitress an extra five for the inconvenience.

yamaguchi tadashi: a butterfly garden. coincidentally finds out he has a deathly phobia of flying insects that same day. you don’t end up staying very long.

tsukishima kei: a natural history museum, but not in a cute way-- you just tail him for three hours while he silently stares at fossils and refuses to hold your hand.

nekoma

kozume kenma: a duck pond near his house. he thought it’d be nice to feed them stale bread, but it turns out there are only very large, very angry geese there. you watch in horror as the largest one chases him around the block.

haiba lev: an amusement park. brags that he never gets sick on roller coasters before vomiting on your favorite sneakers after the first ride. it’s up to you whether or not he gets a second date.

kuroo tetsurou: finesses his way into the country club without paying. you two obnoxiously cannonball into the pool and eat too many free nuts until the concierge chases you out.

yaku morisuke: the skate park. he doesn’t actually know how to skate so he sits on the board and hangs on for dear life while you push him down the ramp as hard as you can. you can honestly say it’s one of the best first dates you’ve ever been on.

inuoka sou: ikea, mostly to purchase matching ikea bucket hats. also forces you to take a picture of him in the kitchen section for flexing purposes.

shiratorizawa

ushijima wakatoshi: a book store. he’s not much of a reader but he thinks the way you open every book just to inhale that new book scent is funny. buys you five hardcovers and refuses to be paid back.

tendou satori: an open house for a multi-million dollar villa. you pretend to be wealthy newlyweds and eat the complimentary charcuterie while chatting up a real estate agent. halfway through the conversation he switches to a british accent and blows your cover.

semi eita: takes you to a ballroom dancing class in the park. all the other students are elderly couples that smile warmly and “aww” when he dips you. he may or may not drop you on purpose at some point.

tsutomu goshiki: the animal shelter. he’s allergic to dogs and has a runny nose the entire time but muscles through because he likes how excited you get to pet them.

shirabu kenjirou: mini-golfing, but he swings like it’s regular golf. ends up launching a ball into one of the little windmills’ blades and breaking it. he subsequently gets banned for life so you win by default.

aoba johsai

oikawa tooru: a cafe. orders straight black coffee to prove his maturity. you can see him grimace with every bitter swallow so you mercifully trade your maple latte.

iwaizumi hajime: the beach. is it just so he can show off his glorious, glorious pecs? maybe. but you’re not complaining.

hanamaki takahiro: costco. you play hide and seek in between the aisles and get free samples. he accidentally startles a small child into tears after lodging himself in between two bags of rice to hide.

matsukawa issei: hiking. you two get lost on the way down and end up having to call the forest service to get rescued by rangers.

kunimi akira: the backseat of his car (it’s an SUV).

inarizaki

miya atsumu: an arcade. does that thing with the ticket wheel where he lifts up the cover and stops it on the 1000 ticket slot. is also surprisingly adept at skee-ball.

miya osamu: tells you to get dressed for a fancy dinner. when he picks you up you find out “fancy dinner” in osamu language means two pbj’s on a picnic blanket in the park and a game of cards.

kita shinsuke: the planetarium. he’s fascinated with the stars and pays more attention to them than he does to you, but it’s cute how wide his eyes get when the entire milky way comes into view.

suna rintarou: a wendy’s drive-thru, and you’re not even mad about it— he somehow manages to make a frosty and fries seem classy.

fukurodani

akaashi keiji: the aquarium. he has an endearing fixation on the hermit crabs and unsuccessfully tries to hide his excitement when the tour guide lets him hold one on his palm. you now have a picture of him smiling at the crab as your lock screen.

bokuto koutarou: a hedge maze. it takes you two hours to escape, and you only manage to get out because he kicks a hole in one of the hedges and crawls through.

konoha akinori: the farmer’s market. purposely buys way too many bananas as an excuse for asking you over tomorrow to help him make banana bread.

date tech

futakuchi kenji: tries to seem sophisticated by taking you to see a foreign film. it ends up being so raunchy that he can’t even look you in the eye when the credits roll.

koganegawa kanji: axe throwing. is incredibly embarrassed when you manage to hit the target and he can’t. claims he’s just “going easy” on you but his scowl says otherwise.

aone takanobu: tandem bike riding. his greek god quads provide more than enough horsepower, so you can just sit back and relax.

other

terushima yuuji: a lookout. it’s too cloudy to see the city lights so you have a contest to see who can spit the farthest over the edge.

sakusa kiyoomi: invites you over for dinner and a puzzle-- he’s more comfortable in his own home. the atmosphere is almost relaxing, and dare I say… romantic? he does get frustrated when you keep trying to fit edge pieces in the center, though.

[cheelduh]

A Liar’s Bait

Pairing: Kaeya x fem!reader

Warnings: Idk fatui abuse? Also Aether gets his braid pulled don’t hate me. Also unedited asf.

Synopsis: There’s a hiccup in the elaborate plan you’ve concocted to rescue your friends, and said hiccup comes in the form of a handsome Cavalry Captain that doesn’t have the foggiest of clues as to what personal space is.

"Ah darling, I didn't know you'd be wondering about this late in the night." The charming cavalry captain, Kaeya, sang from behind you.

For a brief second, you froze in place, but not long enough for him to see through your motives. "Kaeya," You turned to him naturally, and spoke your next words like an actor revising a memorized script. "Have to return a book. You know how Lisa gets."

"At these ungodly hours?" He raised a brow, and you blinked away any remnants of sleep in your eyes at the mention of time.

Barely skipping a beat, you gave him an acknowledging smile. "I have some tasks to do tomorrow. It's better if I return it now." The book that is supposedly due tomorrow is waved hurriedly in the air, as if to exaggerate your point.

"Though it seems like Lisa has went home." He pointed out, cornering you against the brick wall, a knowing look in the deep pools of his eyes.

Of course you knew Lisa wasn't in. That was the entire base of your plan. There were a total of four knights on rotation at the headquarters. It was simple really, sneak into the library with your authority as trusted aide, and if push came to shove, an easy knockout would do.

However, Kaeya's sudden appearance put a hiccup through your plans. It would take more than a sock to the face to put him out of commission.

"Oh really?" You tilted your head in confusion, eyes widening, as you eyed him. "I probably should have came by earlier. Well then, I'll just have to put it on her desk with a note."

"You could trust it with me, and I'll return it tomorrow. Captain's word." He replied innocently, snatching the book from your fingers.

Archons, you absolutely did not have the time for this.

Aether and Paimon were waiting after all.

You decided not to shove a stick up his ass, and instead let your anger blow over silently.

"Your hands are clammy darling," Kaeya went on, flipping through the text just for show. "I can feel it on the book."

'Ew that's gross' You wanted to say, but decided to play his game instead.

"Guess I'm nervous." A forced a blush made its way onto your face. Okay maybe it wasn't forced, but you couldn't blame yourself for letting his subtle teasing get to you.

"Oh?" He feigned curiosity, letting the book close with a soft thud. "My presence often does that to people." The cocky undertone in his voice made you fantasize smacking his face a hundred times over.

"Of course," It was a struggle to not speak in a dry tone. "You are truly..." A small cough escaped your lips, and you tried to stumble upon the words, wishing upon barbatos that the flattering would work. "charming."

Kaeya's grin widened, all cat like, and for a brief moment you felt your heart stutter. He swooped in to cage you against the wall. "I didn't know you were so bold dear."

Before he could utter another flirtatious remark, you pushed yourself close to him, distracting him for a mere moment just to strategically slip the book into the safety of your arms. "Thanks but no thanks. I'll return the book myself."

With a swift duck under his arm, you made your way to HQ before a cold hand grabbed your shoulder. You ceased any movement and glanced over your shoulder, a frown made clear.

Kaeya narrowed his eyes at you, clearly not liking how you weren't becoming a bumbling idiot at his flirty behaviour like you usually did. You'd love to—but you just didn't have the time to deal with him, not when the fatui were breathing down your neck.

"I'll go with you." He said slowly, testing you for any reactions. Shit. He's on to you. "I can't let a pretty lady wander all alone. You might get lost."

Like hell you would. You knew everything about the damn base as if it were the back of your hand. Kaeya understood this as well, but instead, he opted to wake up every morning and choose to be a dickwad.

You swallowed the lump in your throat. "Lead the way."

Kaeya seemed satisfied at your reply, and slid his grip down from your shoulder, straight to your free hand. He walked in front of you, pulling you behind him like you were a clumsy toddler.

His gaze wasn't on you, so you took the chance to examine your surroundings, trying to find the presence that was tailing you.

Kaeya being this close to you wasn't looking good for you at all. The walls had eyes and ears, and the only way to apprehend the risk was by doing as they said. Only then would you get your opening.

Paimon...Aether...hold on a bit longer.

With a nod to the guards, Kaeya and you made your way in, stopping right in front of the library. With a puzzled expression on your face, you were about to question his intentions, until he readjusted his grip so that your fingers were intertwined.

You were sure your face was flushed in all kinds of colours by now.

"Shall we enter?" He asked you, mirth clear in his eyes.

The only signal you managed to give him was a quick nod.

The library smelled of dark oak and silk flowers. You briefly remembered Aether giving her the plant from his adventures back in Liyue. The bookshelves were decorated with intricate designs, filled with countless of books that had all earned their rightful place.

And you were about to steal one, summoning chaos into Lisa's beloved library. It would be you who might deliver an archived book straight into the hands of the very people who sought out violence in order to achieve power.

"I'll check it in for you," Kaeya let go of your hand after dragging you all the way to the front desk, only to outstretch it for the text you were gripping too hard.

"Oh yeah," You handed it to him—willingly this time. "thank you. I'll be looking around."

It was understood what you had to do. Easily finding the locked case from which you would slip the book into your clothes only to make a run for it wouldn't cut it.

The captain would make too much noise and track you down himself before you could get the chance to shove the book up the Fatui's ass, get Aether and Paimon their freedom back. Then once you'd ensure their safety, you'd beat the living shit out of the Fatui agents right after. It's not like you'd have a choice.

The whole reason you were in this whole mess was because you decided to help Aether out with his latest commission, which happened to be clearing out a hilichurl camp smack dab in the middle of a road. The camp blocked all imports and exports, proving to be a stick in the butt for the merchants of Monstadt.

You, oh helpful and kind you, assisted him with the task, seeing as you were walking back from a fishing trip.

Turned out that the hilichurl camp was a cover for a bunch of Knights of Favonious hungry Fatui agents who were hellbent on getting the one and only copy of a book Lisa had tucked away in the library.

While you two could've easily ended every single one of those shady bastards, enemy reinforcements came out of nowhere and dug their claws right into Aether.

At least that was the cover story.

Violà, a hostage situation was born.

They promised to let Aether go on one condition. If you obtained a book they had their eyes on for quite some time. But their promise had as much worth as Venti's word did when he told you that the drinks were on him.

They couldn't risk the Knights finding out. You were just another loose string that would be cut off along your two friends.

Locating the book and hiding it in your outfit undetected was as effortless as it could get. What was coming would not be.

"Darling," Kaeya called out to you, but his voice is different. More darker than usual. You didn't summon your spear just yet.

"I've finished up. Let's get going yeah?" His footsteps are light on the wooden planks of the floor, but his words are solid. Frozen even.

You breathed out, but refused to turn around.

"You know," He continued, halting next to your shoulder, leaning his sweet mouth down to your ear. His hot breath fanned against your neck, but you paid no heed. "A liar is no stranger to a liar."

You lunged to the side, spinning on your heel as your back hit the railing in the middle of the library. The captain reacted quickly by swiping the air, but ultimately failed to grab you as you gracefully tipped yourself over, landing right on your feet.

There was now a floor that separated the two of you. Just as you had intended.

The reflexes you showcased earned you a smooth-voiced chuckle, an amused smirk gracing his lips. He leaned against the ledge with both hands, bending down his upper body.

"Oh my. We've got ourselves a thief. You didn't think I wouldn't notice, right?" He contemplated, weapon materializing right then and there, ready to put on a good show. You could read him like a book just as he could you. "Can't believe you're such a naughty girl."

Despite his teasing tone, his eyes remained cold and calculating.

"Don't flatter yourself." You spoke monotonously, brushing a hand in the air. "The date stamp didn't match up right? Tight time frame, couldn't really think about the logistics."

Kaeya narrowed his eye shrewdly, offended. "I can't let you go you know."

"I don't need you to." You quipped, but then placed a finger on your chin. "On second thought I kind of do. How about a friendly transaction? I really don't want to fight you."

"And I do not wish to fight you, darling." Kaeya's face split into a viscous smile, a far less forgiving gaze meeting you halfway. This was your chance to tell him, he was giving you a generous opening to explain yourself.

You bit your lip, feeling the unknown presence yet again. The walls had eyes and ears. The walls had vengeful teeth that would dig into you the minute you'd let it slip.

"I need you to let me go." You clutched the leather of your gloves desperately, your prior confidence flickering. Begging was the only card you had left.

His hardened gaze on your form softened slightly, but disappeared almost instantly.

You didn't have to wait for him to voice his answer. It was as clear as day.

The captain didn't waste any more time when jumping over the ledge.

By the time Kaeya's feet made impact, your pole arm was already aimed and ready to strike.

"Let's dance."

-

After a tactical withdrawal, you found yourself taking tentative steps on the outskirts of Springvale. It wouldn't have been possible if Kaeya didn't let his guard down momentarily.

The cuts on your shoulder still stung, but it was difficult to spare any time towards the throbbing.

Why were you walking so slow? Did your plan not work? No, it should have. You calculated every risk. But why the hell were you prolonging the inevitable end?

It didn't matter. Either way, you'd get to sink your teeth into some unfortunate fatui agents, injecting them with centuries worth of pain.

The opening was nearby, you noted, the pathway familiar. You always were good with maps, oftentimes lending a hand to the certain young outrider with a bright smile and kind heart.

You allowed yourself to calm your erratic heartbeat, and slow your breathing as to get a clearer sense around you. There were two, but before there had been three. The third one revealed himself when you deployed your "return the book" scheme, flipping through the guidebook carefully to see if you left potential breadcrumbs.

Gnawing at your lip, you followed the trail, the world behind you quieting down to a silent whisper.

It seemed like forever when you reached the destination, halting your movements.

Your ears perked up at their footsteps before you could catch a glimpse of them, but made no sudden movements except for dropping the book on the ground as they had instructed.

It was odd that you felt as calm as you did. It could've been because of your confidence in your abilities, or perhaps, something else entirely.

The pyro agent appeared from one of the bushes, right after shoving a bruised and gagged Aether. Paimon came next, in a cage controlled by a fatui cicin mage who wore a wicked smile on her stupid face.

They managed to shut Paimon up real quick. You wondered what it took, but not for too long.

"Hey now," You grinned, but your fingernails were digging crescents in your palm. "I thought we agreed that no one gets hurt?"

"The traveller here is a real handful." The fatui agent hissed from under his mask, harshly yanking Aether by his braid.

Aether, immobile, scowled in discomfort and continued to struggle through his bounds.

You didn't acknowledge the blond nor the agent's words, alternatively choosing to nod your head to the book instead. "Here as promised."

The agent motioned to the Cicin mage, who walked forward in order to obtain the book safely. She handed it back to him, and he briefly flipped through it, seemingly satisfied.

Just like that, Aether was knocked down on his knees next to your feet, Paimon thrown like a sack of potatoes atop him. They were out of the red. Your signal to strike.

"Unfortunately, promises are beneath our pay grade." The agent placed a finger on his chin, as if in thought. "However, you prove to be a valuable asset."

"Oh really?" You piped, eyes crinkling in mock excitement. "I'm really glad a lowly fatui scum thinks so highly of me. It's truly an honour."

Said fatui agent glared knives straight through his mask.

"Kill them." He ordered, and the Cicin mage hummed a sound of delight, summoning her electro-flies or whatever the hell those things were called.

Your polearm took shape in the clutches of your left hand, a twisted grin plastered on your face.

"I'm gonna have so much fun tearing you apart." The bloodlust you emanated was enough to choke the air out of both the mage and agent.

Pouncing on your prey, you didn't give the mage a chance to scream before you landed a roundhouse kick straight to her ribs. She made a guttural choking sound, moving to clutch herself. You ended the move by twisting your weapon into the air to send a shattering hit straight to her temple.

Your blow successfully knocked her out, the kick back proving to be enough to send the pyro agent flying into a nearby tree.

"I really expected something more challenging." A pout formed on your lips, eyebrows furrowed. "Hopefully you can make up for what your mage lacked. If not, I'll be disappointed."

The agent chuckled painfully. "You won't get the chance. You can't take on all of us."

"All of you?" You questioned, tilting your head, eyes widening innocently. "Oh you mean those pesks that were tailing me? So sorry, but they're gone now."

"W-what?!" He sputtered, quick on his feet as he pulled out his knife, charging it with elemental energy. "How could you have—"

"How unfair," A low tone whistled, and Kaeya finally made an appearance, smiles and everything. "Don't give her all the credit. You're making me feel left out."

The pyro agent scattered around his flames, preparing to shake up the battle—

You lost your patience and picked up a decent sized rock, aimed for his nose, and sent a plunging attack.

The agent lost consciousness before he hit the ground.

"Oh come on!" Kaeya's dejected groan rang in your ears. "Could've let me have a turn."

"You already had your turn." You sent a pointed stare at him, bending down near the mage to wipe the blood of your pole arm with her clothes. "Two times if I recall."

He rolled his eyes playfully, forgetting the banter to go and free the traveller of his bounds.

—

"Let's me get this straight." Jean said with fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. "You two roughed up some fatui agents without informing the knights, and put the traveller at risk." There's this look of disappointment in her face, but you're used to it by now.

Hanging around Kaeya sure had its ups and downs.

"Precisely. The folder on your desk has all the details. Enough proof to have them in our custody.” The cavalry captain nodded along, and it somehow made you feel like you were a kid being scolded after getting caught stealing cookies from the jar.

"It was an operation that the traveller agreed to," You declared so her brewing anger didn't overflow. "The perfect plan to catch them in the act. It was my idea. The captain didn’t really know until later.”

"Although I’m quite hurt you didn’t fill me in any sooner, I must say, watching those ignorant fatui diplomats scramble to try and find an explanation is going to be worth the wait.” He spoke with a hint of a smile.

The both of you fist bumped. Jean wasn't amused.

The acting grand master produced a stern glare. "Y/N, assist Lisa with anything she needs for the rest of the week. And the Cavalry Captain here won't be going out on patrols any time soon."

That was a clear lie, but Jean had to keep up appearances after all. What kind of acting grand master would she be if she didn't at least pretend to have some sort of authority over her two trouble-making subordinates.

With a dramatic sigh, you spun on your heel to leave.

“Hey Y/N,” Jean called out, and you tilted your head, wanting to know if she changed her mind and decided to make your punishment worse. “Good work today. That will be all.” She avoided eye contact, feigning deeper interest in the pileup on her desk.

After the "briefing”, as Kaeya liked to call it, you found yourself outside of HQ with him right on your tail.

"Not too shabby for a day's work." He winked, smoothing out his words. "I must say, I'm quite impressed with how this went. Didn't expect you to put so much faith in me.”

"How did you get my signal anyways?" You snorted. "The entire scheme was off the bat. I had to wink at the traveller like five times to get him to showcase a crappy fight stance and become my fake hostage. Dense little guy.”

There was a momentary pause before Kaeya enlightened you with an answer.

"You hate reading, and you're irresponsible." He pointed out cheekily, poking at your nose. You scrunched your nose and turned away, cheeks warming. "The abyss would freeze over before you ever read a book, let alone steal one. That’s several red flags for me.”

He kept going, finding the topic of this to be quite interesting. “Not to mention returning the “Code of Conduct” handbook.” The relentless teasing was one of the reasons why you dreaded work,

"Gee thanks." You remarked unceremoniously. “I didn’t need your help at all. You just love sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong.”

"Aww don't be so low spirited." He suspended your movements by curling an arm around your waist. "Let me treat you for a job well done darling." His hot breath fanned your ear, lips teasingly close.

Dammit dammit...why does he have to be so close!

"That's unfair." Paimon screeched from thin air, scaring the living daylights out of you. "After all the traveller and I have been through, don't we deserve a treat as well?!"

Kaeya laughed apologetically, cold hand never leaving your hips. "Of course. The honorary knight has been quite the help. Now let’s get moving, we're not frozen in place, after—"

A smack on the arm shut him up real quick.

[findingjoynweirdstuff]

Dream SMP Recap (January 25/2021) - The Egg’s Victims

Two people fall prey to the Egg today, as Badboyhalo and Antfrost continue to spread the seeds throughout the SMP lands, growing the Egg’s influence more and more.

Though Puffy’s rescue mission for Sam seems to be a success, he’s acting a bit different...And now Ponk has been taken in as well.

---

- Tubbo prepares for the upcoming nuke test. Niki is doing preparations as well.

- Tubbo wants to build a tunnel from Snowchester mainland to the test site.

- Fundy comes to visit and asks if he can help.

- Puffy comes online to try and rescue Sam from the Egg. She’s very freaked out and starts preparing some supplies for the mission.

- Tommy comes online while Puffy is going to get Prime water to help. She wonders if he should know, but doesn’t want to put extra stress on him.

- She’s disgusted that the Egg would commit a hate crime by infecting L’Targay.

- Tommy meets with Puffy at L’Targay, asking where Sam Nook has gone. 

- Sam wakes up in the obsidian cage, sounding a little dazed. He tried to break the blocks but couldn’t seem to finish it. He’s suffering, trapped inside. Sam sends a message to the others.

- Tommy presses the button in the Meeting Room and yeets himself in, falling to his death. Sam picks up the Ender Pearls, but seems too confused to use them. He watches as they make their way through the chamber to the obsidian.

- They break him out of the cage and he gives Tommy back his things.

- Sam tells the story about how he was trapped and ran out of food. The Egg forced him to drop his things before his flesh started falling off so that he could eat it.

- He just wants to go home. He starts wandering in the wrong direction and they try to lead him the right way.

- It’s raining, and Sam says he’s cold. They make it to the Holy Land. Sam keeps repeating that he needs to go home. He wants to be with Fran.

- They bring Sam through the Nether to his house.

- There’s a Crimson seed in the middle of his hall. Sam wanders over to it. 

- He goes down to where he kept Fran and goes to be with her, saying he feels better.

- Sam drinks the Prime water. He says he feels like maybe the Egg wasn’t as big of a deal as he first thought...

- Puffy and Tommy return home. They see Ranboo in Enderman mode wandering around. Sam Nook has returned to his usual spot.

- Tommy speaks with Sam Nook. Puffy decides she definitely needs to work on that therapy office because this server needs help. 

- Puffy starts looking around for Ranboo. She encounters him walking down the Prime Path. He seems to be in Enderman mode.

- Sam sends Tommy on a mission to find some cats as Puffy starts to follow Ranboo around.

- Ranboo hops in the water, then shoots up into the air and disappears. Puffy is very confused.

- Sam Nook asks Tommy for Hearts of the Sea to eat.

- Tommy asks Eret for some Hearts. Eret agrees to give him seven, then one extra, saying that Tommy owes him in the future.

- Tommy and Puffy do a drug deal.

- Puffy tells Antfrost that they saved Sam. Antfrost is a little puzzled. “Saved” Sam? Puffy explains a bit more.

- Puffy baptizes Antfrost with fire, burning him to death for the sake of arson.

- Lil’ Red (Green) has “gone for a walk” and disappeared from Ponk’s Casino.

- Antfrost goes around and surveys the growth of the Blood Vines. He goes down to the Egg Room and gathers five new seeds to plant.

He plants one on the top of Purpled’s UFO.

He plants another in Ponk’s Graveyard.

He plants the next on top of Purpled’s Real Estate Office.

Then the next two in the pools at Bad and Skeppy’s mansion.

The last one is placed on top of Puffy’s duck.

- He then gathers meat to feed the Vines with.

- Antfrost says they need the Egg to cover everything. Including Snowchester as well. 

The Egg is what will bring peace to the server.

The Egg will allow the Badlands to control the server so that they can make sure nothing bad ever happens again.

Puffy and Sam are misguided, but they will learn the better way.

- Antfrost and Badboyhalo get Ponk into the Meeting Room and get him to stand on top of the trap.

- Ponk is sent down into the Egg chamber. He’ll be staying there for a while. There’s also the possibility of them trying to get Purpled to act as a hunter for them.

- Ant and Bad then question how to get Puffy to fall in line. Antfrost suggests they try getting to her through Foolish, her adoptive son...

- They talk about Technoblade. They know he wouldn’t be the biggest fan of the Eggpire, governments and all, but perhaps they could find some common ground with the Egg specifically? The Egg isn’t a government, after all. It’s just the Egg.

They decide to schedule a meeting with him sometime.

- They set up propaganda while Ponk talks in the background occasionally.

---

Upcoming events remain the same.

[the-girl-with-the-glass-heart]

The witch’s house AU

The witch’s house is one of my favorite RPG maker games of all time (it’s tied with misao and to the moon for me) and so I made a delightful little au to go with it.

Also remus is the cat and Roman is viola’s dad.

I’m gonna go explain the plot now so if you don’t want spoilers don’t read ahead, also trigger warning for gore, bodily harm, death, murder and guns.

The main character of The Witch's House is Viola, a young girl who wakes up in the middle of a forest, soon discovering that her only way out of the forest is completely blocked off by roses. Her only option is to enter a mysterious house nearby in hopes of finding some means of escaping. Accompanied by a black cat, Viola must try to survive the magical and dangerous house, which is possessed by the spirit of the former witch.

During her stay in the house, Viola encounters many strange phenomena inside the shape-shifting house. She also finds diary entries written by the current house's resident, a witch-girl named Ellen, detailing her past and how she killed her parents due to their mistreatment of her. To progress further into the house and hopefully eventually leave the forest, Viola must solve various puzzles, unlocking doors and other sections in the house.

the ending reveals that Viola and Ellen switched bodies before the events of the story, and that "Ellen" (Viola in Ellen's body) attempted to trap "Viola" (Ellen) inside her own house to regain her body. Ellen's reasoning for this was to cure herself of a terminal illness.

After luring viola into her home before the game started and befriending her she gained her trust and convinced her to agree to swapping bodies with her for “just one day” which was a total lie.

She mutilated her body in an attempt to make sure that after they swapped she wouldn’t be able to escape the house, she cut out her eyes, chopped off her legs and when viola was finally in her body and complaining about the pain she gave her “medicine” to help her deal with it that was actually just damaging her vocal cords.

She left promising be back soon but eventually viola realized the truth and tried to trap her in her own home with Ellen’s powers.

Viola's father then appears to rescue his daughter, not knowing of the switch, and shoots Viola, yelling that she’s a monster as she attempts to communicate with him that it’s really her but failing because of the pain she’s in and the damage to her vocal cords.

She dies and is taken away by the black cat as Ellen and Viola’s father run off hand and hand as Ellen giggles.

There was also a manga released that describes in more detail what Ellen did before she became a witch and how her family didn’t care about her and how she was sickly and how after killing her parents she made a deal with a demon in disguise as a black cat to be a witch.

It’s worth noting that the black cat knew it was Viola was Ellen all along which is precisely why he assisted her in the first place.

Anyways it’s a pretty great horror game and the picks for the sander sides au was so obvious, pattons so sweet he would gladly give up his body for some one, Janus would obviously impersonate patton in a whim, Roman would of course slay a monster with out question to help his family and Remus would be an evil little bugger that assists Janus.

Also I can keep Janus and Patton in dresses all I want because it’s my au.

Anyways I spent all night working on these and now I’m tired (but I’m really proud of the Janus drawing so I guess it was worth it).

[arfairfan]

Cat Rescue Block Puzzle

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.flirtpoint.catrescue

Match two or more blocks of the same color to clear the level and save the cats from the evil Cats Snatchers. Tap blocks of the same color and craft powerful boosters to rescue the cats and bring them home to safety. Your puzzle skills will be tested with hours of block busting fun! Moves are limited so plan them carefully.

Features :- Spectacular boosters and bonus rewards unlocked after many levels Easy and fun to play, challenging to master Eye-catching graphics and colorful gameplay Lovable pets of all varieties, puppies, bunnies, piglets and many more! Diamonds, exploding bombs, colorful paint pots, locked animal cages and much more

How to Play :- Aim and match bubbles to save trapped pets. Less moves you pass a level, higher score you'll get. Can you score high enough to earn 3 stars on every level? Bubble Pet Rescue is completely free to play but some in-game items may require payment. Unlock special boosters and bubbles to help you pass those tricky levels. Unlock fresh new game mode from level 50.

Please share you expirence with us by giving us 5 stars. Enjoy the game and break the score and share it with your friends. Hope you love it.

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[rimsha0012]

Cat Rescue Block Puzzle

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.flirtpoint.catrescue

Match two or more blocks of the same color to clear the level and save the cats from the evil Cats Snatchers. Tap blocks of the same color and craft powerful boosters to rescue the cats and bring them home to safety. Your puzzle skills will be tested with hours of block busting fun! Moves are limited so plan them carefully.

Features :- Spectacular boosters and bonus rewards unlocked after many levels Easy and fun to play, challenging to master Eye-catching graphics and colorful gameplay Lovable pets of all varieties, puppies, bunnies, piglets and many more! Diamonds, exploding bombs, colorful paint pots, locked animal cages and much more

How to Play :- Aim and match bubbles to save trapped pets. Less moves you pass a level, higher score you'll get. Can you score high enough to earn 3 stars on every level? Bubble Pet Rescue is completely free to play but some in-game items may require payment. Unlock special boosters and bubbles to help you pass those tricky levels. Unlock fresh new game mode from level 50.

Please share you expirence with us by giving us 5 stars. Enjoy the game and break the score and share it with your friends. Hope you love it.

#Pet_Rescue_Saga #Block_Hexa_Puzzle #Block_Puzzle_Westerly #Cat_Rescue_Block_Puzzle #Tile_Puzzle_Cats #Pin_Rescue

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