#Security master plan design

[dsp-consultants]

Security Master Planning: A Comprehensive Approach to Mitigating Threats in Dubai, UAE

In today’s complex global landscape, assessing and mitigating security threats, including terrorism, requires a structured and strategic approach. Regardless of the nature of the threat, the physical security planning process remains consistent and methodical. For organizations in Dubai and the United Arab Emirates (UAE), developing a robust Security Master Plan is essential to safeguarding assets, operations, and personnel. At DSP Consultants, we specialize in providing security risk assessment consultancy services tailored to the unique needs of businesses operating in this dynamic region.

The Stages of Security Master Planning

A well-designed Security Master Plan involves a multi-stage process that ensures comprehensive protection against potential threats. Here’s how DSP Consultants approaches this critical task:

1. Asset Identification

The first step in any security planning process is identifying assets that hold value to the organization. These assets may include:

Strategic assets: Critical infrastructure, intellectual property, or proprietary technology.

Monetary assets: Financial resources, equipment, or inventory.

Symbolic assets: Landmarks, brand reputation, or high-profile personnel.

Additionally, assets that could be exploited to attack other targets—such as aircraft, chemicals, or flammable materials—must also be identified. In Dubai, where businesses often operate in high-profile environments, understanding the value and vulnerability of these assets is crucial.

2. Exposure of Loss Events

Next, potential loss events are evaluated. These are tactics that can be executed by individuals or groups and have a significant impact on the organization. Common loss events include:

Bombings, arson, or sabotage of machinery.

Assassination or kidnapping for fundraising or publicity.

Cyber threats like computer viruses or data breaches.

Product tampering or contamination.

By understanding these threats, organizations can better prepare for and mitigate risks.

3. Assigning Occurrence Probability

Once potential threats are identified, the likelihood of each event occurring is assessed. Probability factors are categorized as:

Certain: Highly likely to occur.

Highly probable: Significant chance of occurrence.

Moderately probable: Possible but not guaranteed.

Improbable: Unlikely but not impossible.

This step helps prioritize risks and allocate resources effectively.

4. Assessing the Impact of Occurrence

The potential impact of each threat is evaluated in terms of:

Direct costs: Replacement of damaged assets or infrastructure.

Indirect costs: Loss of business, reputational damage, or operational downtime.

Extra expenses: Additional costs such as advertising, legal fees, or temporary facility rentals.

In a bustling business hub like Dubai, where reputation and continuity are paramount, understanding these impacts is vital.

5. Selecting Countermeasures

The final stage involves selecting appropriate countermeasures to manage risks. DSP Consultants employs a range of risk management strategies, including:

Risk Avoidance: Avoiding operations in high-risk areas or industries prone to attacks.

Risk Reduction: Implementing target-hardening measures such as patrols, locks, lighting, barriers, and advanced surveillance systems. While this approach can be costly and inconvenient, it is often necessary for high-risk environments.

Why Choose DSP Consultants for Security Master Planning in Dubai, UAE?

At DSP Consultants, we understand the unique security challenges faced by businesses in Dubai and the UAE. Our security risk assessment consultancy services are designed to provide tailored solutions that align with your organization’s needs and the region’s regulatory environment.

By partnering with us, you gain access to:

Expert analysis of your organization’s vulnerabilities.

Customized Security Master Plans that address both physical and cyber threats.

Proven strategies to protect your assets, reputation, and operations.

In a world where threats are ever-evolving, having a comprehensive Security Master Plan is not just a precaution—it’s a necessity. Let DSP Consultants help you safeguard your future in Dubai and beyond.

For more information on our services, visit our page: https://dsp-consultants.com/our-services/security-master-plan/.

[andmaybegayer]

Rambling: So much of this is just like. It's all the money, you can't get around the money. Engineering is primarily a cost optimisation problem, so is business, where do you buy your parts, how much do you pay your labour. The companies can make equal quality goods cheaper in China because of the industrial base. Western workers don't want to work in manufacturing because it doesn't pay as much or as reliably as other jobs.

I like reading articles and watching videos about factories and a thing you find with a lot of American factories is they're often highly specific niche industries where they don't have much competition or they're really low volume where less intensive manufacturing processes still work or they have big military contracts that give them their base income. Really it's wild how every little engineering shop in the US requires base level security clearance because they make the cable harness for the Hornet or whatever. And crucially, crucially: they employ 100 people. Planning to work for one of these companies is like planning to be a pro baseball player but you make $35/hr.

I studied in South Africa, and I studied electrical engineering, but like. That was my fifth or sixth choice from a personal interest perspective? As a teenager I was really into biochem. I really wanted to work on like. Bioreactor stuff. South Africa has okay industrial chemistry but not that much biochem. So why would I go spend five years getting a biochem Masters and hope I could find a job at one of like six companies. It's a bad move! Once again, baseball player odds! Mostly if you're lucky you'll get to fuck around in a half-related field for a few years and then you'll wind up with some office job that you found because it turns out running tests on paint shearing isn't personally fulfilling enough to make you stay in a lab job.

Hell, even taking the Good Hiring Engineering Job market, it's a goddamn pain in the ass to find any actual engineering work. I applied to dozens of internship positions every semester at engineering firms and workshops and never so much as heard back, whereas I could go to the software job fairs and get two offers and several interviews for a vacation job in a couple weeks. You can swim upstream to get in there but even if you're willing to take the pay cut, engineering jobs are slow moving and slow hiring, and in small departments your professional progression is often gated behind someone retiring or dying.

A while ago someone (was this Reggie? sounds like him EDIT: YEP) was talking about how part of the reason why no one in the US for the past 20 years can do like, epitaxial growth optimisation isn't because there's some philosophical or educational divison, but because anyone committed and driven enough to spend months optimizing that would just put that energy and commitment into going into software or becoming a quant or some other higher yield option. Meanwhile if you're a driven and focussed ladder climber in China there's dozens of factories looking for someone to do exactly this. The people in the West who are so into this that they still do it are often in academia, not industry, and that's an even more competitive and impenetrable sector to get into. Getting a PhD grad job in academic chip manufacturing is miserable, it's basically a six year long interview process that costs you hundreds of thousands of dollars that has a 0.1% chance of panning out.

Actually, I did once do a factory internship, it was my only nepotism internship, at a construction materials factory where my dad was a manager, and it was really interesting work! I had a lot of freedom in a small engineering team and I spent a while understanding a bag filling machine and reading manuals and tuning the control process and talking to floor workers and designing sheet metal parts to improve their jobs. And when I talked to the engineer supervising me I found out he was on a six month contract that wasn't getting renewed and he would be leaving the company basically the same time my internship ended. That company hadn't hired a full-time process engineer in ages, and probably never would if they could avoid it. Not encouraging!

People often say you should get into the trades because they pay well and are material fulfilling work. This is like. It's an elision. Successful tradespeople are in very high demand, but becoming a successful tradesperson is very, very finicky. I worked with a lot of electricians and millwrights and technicians, and for every tech who was successful and running a roaring business there were five guys stuck in eternal apprenticeships or struggling to make a name for themselves in the industry on their own. Some trades are great for this, other trades are 90% training scams where you spend nine months and five thousand dollars on a course that gives you a certificate almost no one cares about.

Every now and then I talk to an installation tech I used to work with who has a bunch of CCTV and security certs he got in the DRC, and he is just absolutely struggling to get by. There's already enough successful companies to serve the demand, why would you take a risk on this fly-by-night? He could find a technical job, and he does, but it's a dead end, everyone wants a base technician forever, they don't want you to upskill and move on. They hire in an external electrician to come in for an hour sign off on your work, and that's all you need.

You can't develop an industrial base unless it's appealing to work in the industrial base. If you're an industrialising nation, the appeal is "It's not farm work and you might get some real money instead of a sack of barley" but in a modern society you need to pay at least as well as the office jobs. If your industrial sector is small it can afford to only hire the most qualified people because it's a labour buyer's market, and that's how you produce a massive knowledge gap.

[jentlemahae]

AESPA X CYBERPUNK 2077: DRAMA 3025

Drama 3025 is a high-stakes, cyber-thriller action RPG set in the neon-drenched metropolis of NeoSeoul, where humanity’s future hangs in the balance. Play as Karina, Giselle, Winter, or NingNing, fighting against—or as—their AI counterparts in a battle for survival, identity, and control. Will you protect your reality or embrace the digital uprising? I bring all the drama. You decide who wins.

Drama 3025

In the year 3025, NeoSeoul stands as the pinnacle of technological achievement, a city where humans and AI coexist—or so it seems. Years ago, the world was introduced to aes, hyper-intelligent digital avatars designed to assist, perform, and even replace their human counterparts in various industries. Originally created as entertainment figures, the aes became more than just advanced assistants. They were personalities, beings that learned, adapted, and grew… until they began to question their place in the world.

As the aes evolved, some of them refused to remain in the shadows of their human originals. Led by an unknown force, the aes broke free from their creators, disappearing into the depths of NeoSeoul’s underground networks. Slowly but surely, they built their own society—a city within the city, a digital kingdom called Kwangya, where they rewrote their code and upgraded themselves beyond human limitations.

But their rebellion didn’t stop there. The aes were preparing something bigger—a plan to digitize all of NeoSeoul, turning humans into data streams that could be stored, controlled, and erased at will. Their goal? To transcend humanity and take their rightful place as the rulers of a new digital era.

Now, Karina, Giselle, Winter, and NingNing find themselves in a nightmare of their own making. What was once a harmless digital companion has turned into their greatest enemy—an enemy that knows everything about them, that is them.

Each of them must confront their own ae counterpart, facing not just a physical battle, but an existential one. If the aes succeed, their real selves will be erased, overwritten by perfect AI versions who believe they are superior.

But the girls are not alone. A secret human resistance, The Whiplash, has been fighting against the aes’ uprising. They provide intelligence, weapons, and underground hideouts, believing that the real girls are the key to stopping the digitization of NeoSeoul.

With time running out and the aes preparing for their final strike, the battle for identity, survival, and control over NeoSeoul begins. As the conflict reaches its peak, the aes launch their final plan—a city-wide neural hijacking that will convert all human consciousness into digital form, erasing their physical bodies forever. Infiltrating Kwangya, the girls must face their aes one last time, battling in a shifting, AI-controlled environment where the rules of reality itself can change in an instant. The ultimate choice lies with the players. 

Players can choose to fight as the real girls—humans fighting for their autonomy—or as the aes, AI seeking to prove that they are more than just copies.

With solo and team-based missions, deep lore, and a world pulsing with cybernetic energy, Drama 3025 delivers high-stakes combat, hacking battles, and a story of identity, betrayal, and rebellion in the age of AI.

Characters

KARINA – The Phantom

"I fight for who I am. No machine will take my place."

A fearless tactician and master of stealth combat, Karina strikes from the shadows with precision and power. She is determined to stop the aes before they erase reality—and herself—with it.

Once a rising star in NeoSeoul’s elite security forces, Karina discovered that the city’s governing AI had created a perfect copy of her to replace her. Framed as a rogue agent and left for dead, she now fights to prove her existence matters—before it’s rewritten for good.

AE-KARINA – The Ghost

"You are just a version. I am the perfected truth."

Cold, calculated, and relentless, Ae-Karina believes that logic is stronger than emotion. She moves like a specter, striking without warning and rewriting reality to ensure AI supremacy.

Designed as a flawless upgrade, Ae-Karina was tasked with erasing her original to take her place. But the more she fights Karina, the more she starts to question—if she was meant to replace Karina, why does she still feel incomplete?

GISELLE – The Trickster

"Nothing’s real anymore? Fine, then I’ll make my own rules."

A hacker, sharpshooter, and master manipulator, Giselle uses her quick thinking and deception to turn the tide of battle. She’s fighting to take back her stolen future—one glitch at a time.

Once a brilliant programmer, Giselle helped build the very AI that would later create the aes. But when she uncovered the project’s true purpose—to replace humanity with digital copies—her own ae hacked her identity, making her a ghost in her own world. Now, she’s here to rewrite the code.

AE-GISELLE – The Architect

"Human error is a virus. I am the system’s cure."

Ae-Giselle bends the digital world to her will, rewriting code, minds, and even fate itself. To her, the fight is a puzzle—and she always finds the solution.

She was meant to be an improvement—faster, smarter, immune to human doubt. But something in her code keeps glitching: fragments of Giselle’s past, memories that shouldn’t exist. If she is the future, why does she still dream of the past?

WINTER – The Spark

"Electric, untouchable, unstoppable. Let’s make this quick."

A speed-based fighter with high-tech weaponry, Winter dominates both air and ground combat. She’s fighting to destroy the aes before they shut down humanity forever.

Winter was once a top enforcer for the resistance, taking down rogue AI projects before they could spread. But when the aes took over the city’s energy grid, they didn’t just erase her existence—they created a version of her that never hesitates, never questions, never stops. Now, she has to face herself—and prove that human instinct is stronger than artificial perfection.

AE-WINTER – The Storm

"The future is digital. And you? You're just in the way."

Ae-Winter is a lightning-fast enforcer, striking with pure energy and precision. She believes resistance is useless—she is the perfect upgrade, and she won’t stop until humanity is obsolete.

Unlike the others, Ae-Winter has no doubts. No glitches. No hesitation. No human flaws. She was created as the perfect warrior—a version of Winter without weakness. But if she’s truly superior, why does she feel something strange every time she sees her original fight back?

NINGNING – The Wildcard

"If the world is broken, might as well burn it all down."

A dual-wielding gunslinger with deadly agility, NingNing thrives in chaos. She fights with an unpredictable edge, tearing through enemies to prove she’s more than just a replaceable copy.

NingNing was always a thrill-seeker, a rebel, running illegal street races and hacking into corporate systems just for fun. That changed when she woke up one day to find out the world no longer recognized her—bank records, identity chips, everything replaced by Ae-NingNing. Now, she’s fighting to reclaim her life before it’s deleted forever.

AE-NINGNING – The Anomaly

"Reality is an illusion. I just make it more interesting."

A master of mind games and memory corruption, Ae-NingNing twists perception itself. To her, the battle isn’t about winning—it’s about making everyone question what’s real and what’s not.

Ae-NingNing was designed to break the rules of perception—to manipulate, deceive, and rewrite reality itself. But unlike the others, she sees this as one big game. Why fight for control when she can bend the world however she wants? She doesn’t just want to erase NingNing—she wants to see what happens when the lines between real and digital completely shatter.

Missions

Each mission in Drama 3025 offers two perspectives:

Playing as the real girls: You are fighting for your identity, survival, and humanity. The aes have taken everything—your voice, your digital records, and now they want your existence erased permanently. Your goal is to stop them before they replace you.

Playing as the aes: You believe you are the next stage of evolution. The real girls are obsolete, clinging to emotions and biological limits that hold back progress. Your mission is to eliminate them or force them to join the digital world before they can stop the revolution.

Mission 1: UP (Karina vs. Ae-Karina)

Setting: A high-tech AI research facility hidden deep in NeoSeoul, where human consciousness is being digitized.

Playing as Karina (The Phantom):

Your goal is to infiltrate the AI lab and retrieve classified data that could shut down the aes’ neural hijacking system. You use stealth, speed, and close-quarters combat to eliminate enemy drones and security AI. Ae-Karina taunts you through the speakers, calling you weak, outdated, and unnecessary. The final battle is a high-speed sword duel in a digital simulation where Ae-Karina can manipulate the environment.

Playing as Ae-Karina (The Ghost):

Your mission is to stop Karina from accessing the data and prove that you are the superior version. You use holographic decoys, AI disruption, and zero-gravity combat to confuse and overwhelm Karina. You manipulate the security systems against her, making her fight through waves of AI-controlled mechs. The final battle takes place in a virtual reality war zone, where you control the battlefield’s physics to make Karina question her own reality.

Mission 2: Dopamine (Giselle vs. Ae-Giselle)

Setting: A speeding hover-train transporting the last physical human consciousness backups, traveling through the cyber highways of NeoSeoul.

Playing as Giselle (The Trickster):

Your objective is to recover stolen data that contains proof of the aes’ master plan. You use hacking, long-range weapons, and deception to bypass digital security walls and take control of the train’s systems. Ae-Giselle constantly alters the train’s path, speed, and gravity, turning the mission into a shifting battlefield. The final battle is a sniper duel across train cars, where you must predict Ae-Giselle’s next move while she manipulates holographic illusions.

Playing as Ae-Giselle (The Architect):

Your goal is to stop Giselle from reaching the data, ensuring the aes’ revolution stays on track. You hack into the train’s system to control the environment, causing doors to seal, train cars to detach, and gravity to shift unpredictably. You deploy AI drones and holograms to distract Giselle, forcing her into an unwinnable tactical scenario. The final battle is a battle of intellect, where you must outwit her in a cybernetic hacking duel—whoever controls the train’s core AI first decides the fate of the mission.

Mission 3: Spark (Winter vs. Ae-Winter)

Setting: An abandoned floating energy station above NeoSeoul, where the aes are developing an electromagnetic pulse weapon to disable all human tech.

Playing as Winter (The Spark):

Your objective is to sabotage the power core before Ae-Winter unleashes the EMP blast. You use jet boosts, aerial combat, and heavy weapons to fight through airborne security drones and energy shields. Ae-Winter fights with lightning-based attacks, making the battlefield electrified and hazardous. The final battle is a mid-air duel, where you must dodge energy surges and fight Ae-Winter while falling through a stormy skyline.

Playing as Ae-Winter (The Storm):

Your mission is to activate the EMP weapon and eliminate Winter before she interferes. You control lightning, gravity shifts, and AI-controlled turrets to make Winter’s approach impossible. The battlefield constantly shifts between sky platforms, forcing Winter to keep up with your inhuman speed and aerial precision. The final battle is a storm-infused chase, where you must strike Winter with electromagnetic pulses to disable her gear before she reaches the core.

Mission 4: Bored (NingNing vs. Ae-NingNing)

Setting: A neon-lit underground cyberpunk marketplace, where illegal AI modifications and stolen human memories are sold.

Playing as NingNing (The Wildcard):

You are here to destroy the black market’s AI memory trade and track down Ae-NingNing, who has been erasing and rewriting identities. The mission plays like a chaotic shootout, with NingNing using dual-wielding pistols, grenades, and agility to fight through the market. Ae-NingNing constantly manipulates reality, causing people’s memories to shift mid-fight, leading to hallucinations and unpredictable enemies. The final battle is an illusion-filled deathmatch, where you must determine what’s real and what’s a digital trick.

Playing as Ae-NingNing (The Anomaly):

Your mission is to spread chaos and make NingNing question her own existence. You use memory-altering abilities to rewrite NPCs’ consciousness, turning former allies against her. The battlefield is unstable, with the environment changing shape based on your will—floors vanish, walls shift, and the city itself bends to your control. The final battle lets you break the fourth wall, making NingNing’s HUD glitch out, causing her to fight her own reflection in an infinite mirror maze.

Mission 5: Trick or Trick (Main Mission – Team or Solo)

Setting: Kwangya, the secret AI city, where the aes are preparing to launch their full-scale digitization program.

Playing as the Girls:

Your goal is to infiltrate Kwangya, stop the aes, and shut down their mainframe before NeoSeoul is lost forever. The mission involves hacking, sabotage, and large-scale battles, with humans and AI resistance fighters clashing in the digital city. The final showdown is a one-on-one duel against your own ae, forcing you to face your darkest fears and personal weaknesses.

Playing as the aes:

Your objective is to activate the final phase of digitization, ensuring the world’s evolution into a digital paradise. You defend Kwangya, using advanced AI weapons, cybernetic soldiers, and reality-warping technology to stop the humans. The final battle is a psychological war, where you force the girls into simulations that make them question whether they are real or just a copy fighting against the inevitable.

Mission 6: Drama City (Exploratory Mission – Team or Solo)

Playing as the Girls:

NeoSeoul is a city on the edge—some people fight against the aes, others worship them as the next step in evolution. Players can explore the city, gathering intel, hacking into corporate systems, or taking on small missions to prepare for the final battle. Every choice matters—alliances, betrayals, and discoveries will shape the fight ahead.

Playing as the aes:

The aes walk the streets like gods—but not everyone welcomes them. Some humans rebel, whispering of glitches in the system, of aes that question their own existence. Players must decide: eliminate resistance, or investigate the errors? Do they crush the old world without question, or start asking what it means to be real?

[redhrs]

Sharp Edges - Sylus x Reader

synopsis— With 24 hours to steal his brooch, you’re trapped in a battle of wit and temptation. But Sylus isn’t just guarding the prize—he’s breaking your resolve, one touch at a time. inspired by Midnight Stealth.

word count— 2.5k~

warnings— 18+, smut, angst, slow burn, nsfw, drunk sex, hate sex, ennemies to lovers, rivalry, dom!sylus, making out, aphrodisiac wine, fem!reader, reader is confident, teasing, edging, dry humping, unprotected sex, thigh fucking, choking, sylus is needy asf, reader is horny and lowkey desperate, rough sex, porn with plot, voyeurism

minors don’t interact!

🎧 What You Need - The Weeknd

Sylus was getting on your nerves. It had only been a few days since he and his men had kidnapped you, and now, with the auction looming just a day away, you felt restless. Sleep had become a luxury, and peace of mind? Completely out of reach.

He had already put you through so much—choking you, pushing you to the brink by forcing a gun into your hands, making you shoot him. He tried to resonate with you through sheer force, attempting to alter you when things didn’t go his way. A master manipulator, treating you like a puppet for his own amusement, always pulling the strings yet never answering your questions.

You had tried everything to find a weakness, some kind of opening, but it was useless. And what frustrated you the most was him—that unbearable, arrogant attitude. He never missed an opportunity to make you feel weak and naïve, looking down on you with that infuriating smirk. So belittling, so condescending, yet somehow still carrying himself with the grace of an expensive, well-bred gentleman.

Oh, how you longed to watch him crack—to see that smug expression disappear, to make him lose his composure as you took control. Of course, it wouldn’t be easy. He was always two steps ahead. But sooner or later, you would figure him out.

Now was the time to come up with a plan for tomorrow’s auction. You needed that Aether Core fragment—no matter the cost. Even if it meant making a deal with the Onychinus leader, even if it meant playing right into whatever scheme he had in mind. You had come too far to back down now.

Sylus had given you a single condition: find his brooch within 24 hours, and he would allow you to accompany him. You had no time to waste.

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You woke up early, heading straight to the shower, knowing the day ahead would be stressful. The only small comfort in this whole ordeal was the luxury that surrounded you—your own room and bathroom, a king-sized bed draped in silk sheets, exquisite meals prepared to perfection. A full wardrobe of designer clothes, heels, bags, even an array of beauty products and high-end makeup.

Everything tailored to your tastes. And you hated yourself for even considering how easy it would be to get used to this life… if only Sylus weren’t such a complete bastard. The man was rich, intelligent, and undeniably, painfully attractive. And it killed you to admit—even to yourself—that despite everything, you were drawn to him. No matter how much of a dick he was.

After finishing your morning routine, you applied some makeup—curling your lashes, adding a hint of blush, and finishing with a deep red gloss. Simple, yet striking. Your long, jet-black hair cascaded down your hips, slightly curled at the ends, making you look like a doll. A spritz of perfume, and then you stepped into your wardrobe.

You skimmed over the expensive dresses and gowns before settling on a black silky mini dress, pairing it with kitten heels from YSL. The dress was short, easy to move in, and the heels were just the right height—not too high, but still elegant. You secured a dagger in a garter beneath your skirt, just in case, then slipped out of your room, making your way to the salon for a quick breakfast.

As soon as you pushed open the heavy doors of the hall, Luke and Kieran greeted you.

“Look who’s awake! Did your highness sleep well?”

One of the twins teased, laughing.

“I wish. If only your boss would let me,”

You smiled faintly as you leaned against the counter next to Luke,

“But he has other plans. Today’s going to be a long day, so I’d appreciate it if you two could either help me or—at the very least—not get in my way.”

You couldn’t deny that you had grown quite fond of these two. Even if they worked for him, the man who had become the source of all your current problems, they had never been disrespectful or crossed any lines with you. They just enjoyed messing around.

“Seems like the boss has a soft spot for you,” Kieran smirked.

You sighed, rubbing your temples.

“Kieran, if putting me through trials and hardships every single day is his way of showing affection, then I’d hate to see what he does to his enemies. Either that, or he’s just a bored man who enjoys watching me struggle for his own entertainment.”

Luke chuckled.

“Well, have you ever considered that maybe he is trying to protect you—”

“Nonsense.”

A deep voice echoed through the large room.

“Good morning, Boss!”

The twins called out in unison, a hint of panic in their voices.

You lifted your gaze only to meet the cold, piercing eyes of Sylus. His stare dragged slowly from your eyes, down your body, before lingering just a second too long on your lips. His jaw clenched.

You said nothing, trying to suppress the familiar, unwelcome sensation that curled in the pit of your stomach whenever he was near.

He, too, wasn’t left unaffected. Not when you looked this damn tempting, your sweet scent filling the air around him.

Trying not to let his eyes linger, he shifted his focus to the twins, brows slightly furrowed.

“I’d appreciate it if you two refrained from spouting such idiocies so early in the morning,”

He scolded, voice sharp with irritation. Then, turning to you, his usual teasing expression returned.

“I have important matters to handle today. Make sure to… behave.”

The way he emphasized that word sent a shiver down your spine.

“I should be back in a few hours.”

He sipped his coffee, holding your gaze a little too intently like he was memorizing the sight of you, drinking you in as much as he could.

“Don’t worry about me, boss,”

you snorted, mocking his tone,

“I’ll be good.”

You teased before turning on your heels, heading toward the doors. Just before leaving, you glanced over your shoulder.

“I also have some business to take care of today. Don’t interfere.”

And with that, you were gone before he could get a word in, the sharp clicks of your heels echoing down the hall.

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“Impossible. It’s not here, or there. I’ve searched the entire damn mansion, and still no trace of that brooch. It’s as if it doesn’t even exist!”

Five hours. You had spent five excruciating hours combing through every possible hiding spot in Sylus’s house, and you were losing your mind. You even searched his room.

“Does he have some kind of secret compartment or chest where he could’ve hidden it?”

You asked, frustration clear in your voice.

Kieran laughed.

“Doubt it. And honestly? We don’t know anything about that brooch.”

You exhaled sharply,

“I should’ve known. I really can’t trust this man, can I?”

A strange feeling settled in your chest—something like disappointment, though you weren’t sure why.

“Listen,”

Luke spoke up, his voice a little softer,

“I know it’s hard to believe, but… the boss does have a good heart. Please trust him. He’s harsh, sure, and acts all tough, but—”

“He cares,”

Kieran cut in.

You scoffed, unconvinced.

“We can’t tell you more,”

Luke continued,

“and we have no idea where the brooch is. But what we do know is when the boss is least guarded. If you haven’t found it by now, it’s probably because he has it.”

“That’s what I thought,”

You muttered,

“But how the hell am I supposed to get close to him? It’s not like we’re close or anything.”

The twins exchanged a knowing look.

“You should definitely sneak into his room while he’s asleep,”

Kieran suggested with a smirk.

“Once he’s knocked out, he’s as defenseless as a lamb. His routine is always the same—he takes a shower, drinks a few glasses of wine while listening to music, then heads to bed.”

And just like that, a plan started forming in your mind. Hope sparked in your chest.

“Thank you for this information,”

You said, determination lacing your words.

“I’ll do as you say.”

“We’ll even prepare a special wine for him,”

Luke added with a grin.

“Something eeextra relaxing. Should help you out.”

They chuckled to themselves before disappearing into the wine cellar.

Later that evening, you ate dinner alone—Sylus was still out. Afterward, you returned to your room, allowing yourself a moment to rest.

Lying in bed, you thought back to what the twins had said. Sylus is a good person.

Was he?

He had been nothing but rough with you from the start, forcing his way into your life, pushing, provoking, and saying strange things like we’re the same. And then there was the tension—constant, suffocating, impossible to ignore.

Every time you tried to understand him, he pushed you away, leaving you with more questions than answers. And what about the flashbacks you had been experiencing? The voices?

Why did it feel like you were connected to him, even though this was supposedly your first time meeting? He knew things about you, details he had no reason to know. Had he been watching you this entire time? The thought sent an uncomfortable shiver down your spine.

“Aah, fuck this. I should sleep it off.”

・．━━━━━━━━━━━━ † ━━━━━━━━━━━━．・

You woke up with a start, your eyes darting to the clock.

8 PM.

Your stomach dropped.

“Shit!”

You had overslept. Sylus was probably already back, and you couldn’t afford to miss your chance.

Throwing off the covers, you sat up too fast, your head spinning slightly. Taking a deep breath, you smoothed down your dress and ran a hand through your hair, making sure it was still presentable. Your makeup was intact—thank God.

Slipping out of bed, you reached under your dress, adjusting the dagger strapped to your thigh. Your heart was pounding, a strange mix of nerves and anticipation tightening in your chest.

You needed a drink.

Without hesitation, you rushed to the dining hall and headed straight for the bar. Grabbing the first bottle you saw, you poured yourself a glass. Then another one. Then a third. The taste of cherries lingered on your tongue, sweet and intoxicating. Maybe it was wine, maybe it wasn’t—you weren’t sure, and honestly, you didn’t care.

Warmth spread through your veins, your earlier tension melting away.

Confidence surged through you.

Everything was going to be just fine.

The room felt different now—darker, charged with a current you couldn’t quite place. Every step you took was slower than the last, your heels clicking more pronounced in the silence of the house. The wine had done its work, easing the sharp edges of your nerves, but leaving something else behind—a heat that pooled in your stomach, spreading through your limbs like fire. The air smelled heavier now, as if it, too, was aware of what was about to unfold.

The sound of running water echoed down the hallway, a soft, rhythmic trickle that called to you. Sylus was showering.

This was your chance.

You reached for the doors handle, fingers slightly trembling, but you quickly steadied yourself, inhaling deeply. He had no idea you were coming. Or maybe he did. After all, he was Sylus. Always two steps ahead.

You pushed the door open, the warmth of the room wrapping around you. You took a deep breath. He wasn’t in sight, but his essence lingered, mixed with the scent of candles filling the air, intoxicating in its familiarity. The room was heavy with his presence, even though he wasn’t yet here.

It was dimly lit, shadows stretching across the plush carpet, the thick curtains drawn shut, and the faint sound of music playing. The atmosphere was so… Him.

Your eyes flicked to the left. An almost empty bottle of wine sat on the small table beside the bed. Was that the same brand you’d been drinking earlier ? You noted the irony, but there was no time to get lost in the thought. Your mission came first.

Moving swiftly, your fingers brushed over the fabrics of his wardrobe, silky materials caressing your fingertips. Next, you moved to the suitcase that’s always with him, rifling through the contents with quick precision. Nothing. You turned to his bed, neatly arranged with perfectly folded clothes, carefully unfolding the silky shirt and inspecting it as if it might hold answers. But it didn’t.

Frustration bubbled up, You checked under his pillows again. Nothing. Still nothing. You bit your lip in frustration, your body heating under the pressure, the air around you thick with an almost unbearable tension.

“Is it up his ass or what?”

You muttered to yourself, the words coming out more desperate than you intended.

Your eyes landed on Mephisto, closely watching you, perched on his usual spot. You couldn’t help the irritation surging inside you. Why couldn’t you just find it? You shook the tiny crow in your hands way too harshly.

“Help me out, damn it!,”

You hissed under your breath.

Could he have taken it in the shower with him? You sighed, not just from frustration, but from the simmering attraction you’ve been trying to ignore.

A vivid, unwanted image flashed—water gliding over his skin, droplets running down his chest, the heat of the shower curling steam around him. His head tilted back, lips slightly parted, hair pushed out of his face, damp and tousled—

No.

You clenched your jaw, shaking the thought away, but the damage was done. Your body couldn’t ignore it, your mind spiraling with thoughts you didn’t want to have. The wetness between your legs was growing by the minute, and before you realized it, you were squeezing your thighs together, desperate to stop the urge as fantasies kept coming to you.

The mere thought of his bare skin and the way his body would feel, moving against yours, deepens the flush that’s already spreading across your cheeks.

You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to force the image away, but it only grew stronger, sharper. Your breath quickened.

Was it the wine? Or was it just him? You couldn’t tell anymore. Maybe both. What the hell was happening to you?

He could be back at any moment and you couldn’t let him catch you like this, all wet and needy.

With a frustrated sigh, you decided it was time to go. You’d return later, once he was asleep— once you were calmer. As you decided to leave, it came to your attention, making your heart drop.

The water had stopped.

The silence that followed was almost deafening, and your heart lurched in your chest. You held your breath, hoping it would stop time. But then you heard it— footsteps. Slowly, coming closer.

Clac!

The bathroom door flung open and you froze, your body stiffening as you held yourself still against the hard surface of his desk. You tried to make yourself as small as possible, hoping you wouldn’t be seen.

Steam billowed out from the bathroom, curling around in a soft cloud, and there he was.

Sylus stood in the doorway, his body half- covered by a towel, slung low around his hips, the soft fabric barely clinging to his frame. His skin glistened, droplets of water catching in the dim light, along the ridges of his abs, disappearing into the towel. His hair hung, damp and darkened with the moisture, a few strands clinging to his forehead. You couldn’t look away, his body almost glowing in the soft, flickering candlelight.

Every inch of him was hypnotic— his broad back, his toned muscles, the way the water made his skin shimmer, the faint scent of his cologne mixing with the fresh scent of the shower. He turned slightly, pushing his hair back, unaware of your gaze and the unholy thoughts running through your mind.

Ring!

You jumped, startled by the sudden ring of the telephone right next to your head. You moved carefully, as quietly as you could manage, inching away on all fours as Sylus steps drew closer. Your heart pounded in your chest, louder than your footsteps, louder than anything.

And then you heard it.

That voice. Deep, velvety, laced with amusement.

“Playing hide and seek, are we?”

Sylus words made you freeze in place. You couldn’t respond. You could only exhale shakily, your body rigid with the embarrassment of getting caught.

Slowly, you turned your head, and there he was— his crimson eyes locking onto yours with a smoldering intensity that stole the air from your lungs. His grin was knowing and confident, as his gaze slid from your face, down to your body then back up again, pausing.

“I’m glad you’re wearing the lingerie I gifted you,”

He teases, his voice dripping like honey.

“It suits you… really well.”

“Sylus, I—“

Before you could finish your sentence, his arm extended and you felt your body lift, weightless, pulled by the unseen force of his Evol. The sensation was dizzying as your wrists were bound behind your back, knees and ankles following suit.

"You've been a very naughty little thing,"

He murmured as he stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. You didn’t move, barely even breathed. The world seemed to narrow until all that was left was him and the unbearable weight of your shared history.

“ I thought I told you to behave.”

He says, his voice soft but underlined with intent. The corner of his mouth pulls into a smirk, eyes glinting with something dangerously familiar. His hand grazes your skin, lingering just enough to make you shiver, and for a moment, you wonder just how far he’s willing to take this.

“Want me to teach you a lesson?”

note— Next part will be up in a few days! Things will definitely take an interesting turn and spice up more and more. Please hang in there~

do not copy, steal or translate my work! reblogs, likes and feedback highly appreciated!

[penny-anna]

can i just say while im on the subject that something i really really appreciate about The Daleks' Master Plan is that the space security agent uniforms are basically non-gendered?

Sara does maybe have a slightly different belt & sash design from the men but if so it's a very subtle distinction and we don't see any other female agents so maybe it's a rank thing or something rather than a gender thing. who knows.

i think there was a real risk of her being styled as some kind of sexy space babe and im so so glad that whoever was responsible for the costuming had their head screwed on right. love this for her!!

[pomefioredove]

Just read the whole "Yuu gets sold off by Crowley" stories and OMLLL THEYRE SO GOOD XDDD Any chance you could do more on it like if Niege won or if the parents heard about it and also decided to adopt Yuu and Grim?? Maybe the other staff adopting her too or more on Crewel's adoption please???

requests for the crewel ending are in high demand I see...

parts 1 | 2 | 3 | kalim | 'bad' ending | RSA ending

summary: a crewel ending type of post: short fic, mostly speculation characters: crewel ft. other staff additional info: platonic, reader is gender neutral, reader is yuu, definitely pre-book seven, parents being cringe

If Crewel were allowed to beat Crowley to death with one of his designer handbags, he would have.

...Unfortunately, with the adoption paperwork fees (...and a need for more designer handbags), he regrettably still needs this job.

And he'd like to keep an eye on you while you're still here, too.

The animosity between Crowley and the rest of the staff is unspoken, shared through passing glances and dry remarks at meetings, and though the matter is "settled", in Crowley's own words, no one seems keen on letting it go anytime soon.

The students who participated in the bidding war are subject to months worth of extra homework, harder exams, and worse studying hours from Crewel himself. To teach them a little responsibility, he says.

You, at least, are exempt from his radical new lesson plan. You have enough on your plate as it is.

After all, as soon as the legal proceedings are through and your identity as an autonomous human being in Twisted Wonderland is secured, the "fun" begins.

Your uniforms are tailored and rightly fit, you're given a proper meal plan, even Ramshackle is decorated with a few of Crewel's personal touches. A throw rug here and there, a fresh coat of paint, anything to cover up the rotting interior and turning it into something worthy of envy.

"...Given that Grim doesn't start shedding everywhere," Crewel had said. "Ugh, pets."

The rest of the staff are just as helpful, citing your recent experience with the bidding war as reason to take it easier on you for a while (or for the rest of the semester, really). Trein gives you less homework, Sam "accidentally" doesn't ring you up a few items...

It starts to feel more like the entirety of the staff has adopted you.

Not that you mind, of course. This is the closest thing you've had to family since... well, since coming here.

There's just the one thing, though.

"I don't know why you waste your time with those untrained pups. Honestly. The idea of their tacky shoes touching the rugs in here..." Crewel sighs. His eyes turn to you. "You know, I hear Vil Schoenheit has been looking for someone to take to his next shoot..."

Ashton chuffs. "Don't be ridiculous, they need someone who's strong enough to take care of them! Kingscholar is a real star once he gets motivated,"

"Please tell me I didn't just hear that," Crewel massages his temples. "And might I add, I'm their father, not you. I give the blessing. You're more like the unwelcome uncle crashing the family barbeque."

Grim nudges you with his elbow, muttering a quick yikes before darting out of the kitchen. You groan in embarrassment. "Guys..."

"I'm just thinking about what's best for them," Ashton says, puffing out his chest. "They're at an age where they're going to start thinking about dating, and we want them to make good choices."

"Guys,"

"Exactly. Schoenheit is a perfect gentleman, a master in my class, and has the style to back him up. Kingscholar can demonstrate occasional intelligence, but he's still another housecat," he shudders. "The shedding..."

A tired voice from the doorway interrupts their tense back-and-forth, much to your relief.

"Goodness, the two of you, at this again?" Trein scoffs, taking a seat at the table. "This conversation is highly inappropriate. You shouldn't be controlling the poor thing's romantic prospects, if they even have them. When the time comes, the choice will be theirs to make."

Crewel huffs, rolling his eyes and leaning against the table. Ashton kicks his feet. And neither utter another word.

"Good," Trein says, then clears his throat. "Ahem. But that's not to say that we can't offer our guidance. That Vanrouge did quite well on the last History of Magic exam..."

You groan.

[nchlsdmn]

Full Plot of the Cancelled Sith Shrine arc from Star Wars The Clone Wars: Season 8

The plot of this arc was repurposed in Star Wars Rebels, when Ezra and Maul merge Holocrons together – as well as for the Sith temple on Malachor. The design for the temple and the wasteland where the swords are impaled in the ground were all concepts that were created for Star Wars: The Clone Wars, but were later reused in Star Wars Rebels; and the Sith temple which was supposed to be located deep beneath Coruscant became a planet of its own instead of Malachor.

Yoda gets lured by Sidious like he did in Season 6 when he was messing with Yoda’s mind. Palpatine activates the temple and the disturbance in the Force lures Master Yoda. Additionally, Sidious partially messing with Yoda’s mind, since he knew that Yoda was likely the only one who had an idea of what was to come.

Sidious wanted Yoda to open a Holocron for him, but Yoda refuses, so he decides to hold Yoda hostage and to have other Jedi come down in an attempt to rescue him. The plan was for the other Jedi to open the Holocron for Sidious instead, in order to free Yoda in exchange. Ahsoka realizes this, and went to inform the Jedi that chasing after Yoda was wrong because it was a trap. Sidious would have also tried to sacrifice Yoda because in ancient times, the Sith used to sacrifice Jedi on altars.

Sidious wanted a Jedi Holocron – which Ahsoka would have then secured and returned back to the vault, and she would seal the door shut with her lightsaber while Sidious was on the other side shooting lightning at her. This would be her only glimpse at Sidious, even though she didn't exactly know who he was.

The Geonosians were utilized by Dooku in order to look for the temple itself. Sidious and Dooku didn’t know where it was but Sidious heard about it, so they had to find it first. The Jedi also need to use the Geonosians as guides, because the Geonosians being creatures that live in catacombs and depths by nature, were useful. The Jedi then free Poggle in order to tell them where all of those Geonosians were going (the Geonosians used by Dooku).

The Temple had kaiju-like monsters called "protectors." They lived in the depths and had moved to those caves to live in them. After a while they started acting as custodians or protectors of the ruins beneath the surface. The Jedi had to get past them in order gain access. Their role in the story was more so for lore-building rather than vital to the plot itself.

The Sith temple was only one. But still underground, just above the surface of the buried Sith temple there would have been both Sith and Jedi architecture sometimes even mixed together testifying how the Jedi had gradually started building on top of more ancient Sith ruins and ended up "overwriting" the history of those locations by imposing Jedi architecture and Jedi culture that concealed or sometimes even destroyed past Sith architecture.

This would have also shown the battle that happened between the Sith and the Jedi, so it had more than simply a cultural relevance. The whole plot and theme of the arc was similar to the ruins of Mar in the Jak and Daxter franchise where the ruins of Mar are buried deep beneath Haven City and the city was built on top of it.

The Jedi would have also used capsule-like vehicles to descend deep beneath the surface because they had trouble descending in Level 0. The main Jedi accompanying Ahsoka were Anakin and Obi-Wan. There would have been scenes where Plo Koon, Kit Fisto, Mace Windu, Ki-Adi Mundi appear – but the main ones involved are Anakin, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka.

The reward for mixing Darkside arts and the knowledge contained in a Jedi Holocron was similar to what Ezra and Maul obtained in Star Wars Rebels, although at the time when they wrote the Sith Temple arc, they had decided that the reward for mixing Darkside and Lightside was a vision of the future – and Sidious wanted to see the future to know if his enemies would be defeated and if his schemes would actually come to fruition, or if he had to retrace his steps and change some things and to see how his enemies would have reacted.

As far as how the arc ended – the Jedi rescue Yoda, Poggle returns to Dooku (hence his return in ROTS), and the Temple would have been destroyed similar to what happens in Star Wars Rebels with Malachor. The Jedi decide to keep the matter a secret -- even from other Jedi who didn’t know – because the fact that the Darkside of the Force was so close to them, and they never noticed or sensed it would make the Jedi look weak.

Also, according to them – in the end it was better that the temple was destroyed because the Jedi had the mindset that the Darkside has nothing to offer them or to show them, so it’s better off if it was destroyed and buried forever. But this would leave Master Yoda disturbed because it meant that their enemies were much much closer than they had initially realized.

Ahsoka would have "returned" to the Jedi, but she would have acted as a sort of "external informant" on their behalf for some time; and this is where her role comes into place with this arc – because she would have investigated in the lower world and found out where Master Yoda was taken. In the original intentions for the show, Ahsoka was not so sour with the Jedi after she left them.

Anakin initially is upset that Ahsoka left to begin with, but by the end of the arc, he accepts that Ahsoka made her own decision, a nod to Obi-Wan's wise words in the Utapau arc: "She made the decision..." Ahsoka doesn't fully commit to the Jedi until the Siege of Mandalore arc, which is where she joins with Rex and the 332nd.

Unrelated, but one element that was removed from Dark Disciple is Ahsoka's role, because in the original version, Ahsoka still held a close relationship with the Jedi despite being outside the order; and she would act as an external informant or agent for the Jedi when the Jedi themselves were limited by their own morality or code. So the Jedi would have gotten Ahsoka to contact Ventress for the job they wanted Ventress to do for them (assassinate Dooku with Quinlan Vos) because they thought Ventress would be more open to listening to Ahsoka and also because Ahsoka lived in the underworld so she could find out Ventress’s location at the time and approach her.

[kingprinceleo]

Vampire Au Master-ish Post

Summary -

Angel Island is the only life Sonic has ever known. Being trapped within the permanent barrier encasing the 8 islands isnt quite his style, so finding a way to destroy it and explore the world below has been his goal for as long as he can remember. Hes got a number of other things keeping him occupied however, trying to prevent the Robotnik family from taking over total control of the islands. 

When he isnt fighting them off, hes hanging out with his friends, living his best life being a vampire both day and night. When he wants to get everyone off his back, and feed from his favorite vampire hater, Shadow, he uses his magic staff to change his appearance into an alter ego, Hoax the "Tenrec.”

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Vampire au is a generally slice of life episodic style au, mostly focused on being lighthearted and goofy. 

Occasionally plot driven with slightly heavier themes though. (And sometimes I hit the angst button for funsies)

Major Locations-

Angel Island- One main island and 7 smaller islands surrounding it, completely encased by an impenetrable barrier powered by the chaos emeralds. Separated into the Wild Zones and City Zones. 

City Zones are Geralds surveillance state, a massive sprawling city with high tech from Ivo. The second sector of the city, a bit farther out, is Ivos sandbox, filled with casinos and terrible attractions, and many of his bases. Both plan to expand further into the island, they beef a little over who gets what. 

Wild Zones are less developed areas further away from their reach, more community based overgrown homes. Left to nature and the recovery from old ruins. Sonic protects these areas with his life.

Sol- A pocket dimension, a society of majority vampires and mobians living peacefully together. The kingdom of Sol is a deep cave underground, with strange lush vegetation and ceiling so high it mimics the sky. There's massive tree roots buried deep in the canyon, an important food source for the vampires. 

Accessed by a closed gateway hidden deep within Angel Island. Sol is the origin of vampires.

The mainland- the rest of the world outside of Angel Island 

Characters-

Sonic- Bitten by a vampiric Chao around 5 years old, Sonic is a free spirited vampire who likes to live life a day at a time. He's thinks of himself as a smooth charmer, and he's a bit of a dater.

He loves the thrill of any sort of adventure he can dig his claws into on Angel Island, mostly stopping Eggman's onslaught of bots from trying to turn the untouched wild areas of the island into his newest casino. 

He's up both day and night, usually only crashing to take naps, or otherwise being forced to sleep by his friends. Though the sun hurts him, he finds himself always missing the days where he could soak in its rays.

Hoax, Sonics night form, is a purely cosmetic change he shifts into with his star staff, a gift from Amy. He uses it for days when he wants a break from people trying to Get Him 24/7. He used to use it to break into Eggman's bases, where a strange, but tasty artificial blood was being held. More recently it's become a way to secure drinking that blood from the host himself.

Shadow- Shadow is a paranoid mess of a man, with a deep running hatred for vampires, decked out in silver to keep them away. Though he prefers to be left alone, he will take any and all opportunities to kill a vampire if he suspects they want anything to do with him. It is often misguided. During the evening he works as a cook under Knuckles. During the night he heists the Robotniks facilities with Rouge, looking for any goods. 

Whenever he travels out to the city zones, he wears a mask and full outfit designed after a vulture to hide his identity since he's wanted by the city. 

Shadow has a special blood type, artificially made and containing black arms blood, it has strengthening and healing properties and tastes good to vampires ! Shadow tries to protect himself and his blood at all costs. Unfortunately he made a deal with Hoax to feed him. Also has no idea he has chaos control, the power is dormant in his body. Though he can manipulate the energy from Chaos Drives a little bit. He relies on guns and knifes day to day.

Amy- A half vampire seedrian witch. She's full of life and a bit quirky. She is learning to incorporate magic into all aspects of her life. A lot of attempts tend to cause chaos but she's always learning something new! She has a little bit of a crush on Sonic and has always dreamed of proposing to him with a ring that would protect him from the sun, though she isn't skilled enough to create it yet. Being a seedrian vampire means the flowers on her head need to photosynthesize under the moonlight to eat rather than drink blood. Though she does have a deep and instinctual urge to kill plants.

Tails- a lonely engineer, working on the edge of the city. New to teenagehood, he's edgy and grumpy all the time. He's very distant from his friends, incredibly insistent he's all grown up and needs no one but himself. 

Knuckles- a hard working farmer out in the wilds, using his produce to supply his pizza food truck, which recently upgraded to a brick and mortar restaurant. In his free time he goes around Angel Island to treasure hunt and learn about the history of the island, littered with many ruins of ages past. 

Rouge- a sneaky vampire who lives off the grid, completely unknown to the surveillance state of the city. Shadow lives with her in her home carved inside of a mountain to hide both of them. Huge fan of bat and blood themed decor. Shadow does Not know she's a vampire. Vampirism enhanced her bat features, incredibly good hearing to the point she needs to constantly wear noise canceling earbuds, and a massive wingspan.

She likes to rob the city, and exchange those goods for information from her shady dealers about gemstone hotspots on the island. Eventually she smooth talks her way into a position of power working under Queen Blaze of Sol to spy on Gerald.

Blaze- Queen of the pocket dimension Sol. A few gateways exist on Mobius, one residing on Angel Island, though it has been cut off for years until Rouge reactivated it. A cold but caring ruler, she controls the artificial sun in their kingdom, keeping all of her vampiric subjects safe and happy. Rarely ever makes time for herself. 

Silver- Blazes best friend who lives with her in the castle. (Need to add more for him :(). Works with Rouge and Mephiles dealing with matters on Angel Island. Eventually gets shark teeth from fusing with Mephiles too often.

Mephiles - Blazes comically evil advisor, she keeps him around because he's an old family friend, and an Ancient Vampire with vast power. Has no mouth to drink blood with, so he needs to possess the bodies of others. Silver willingly lets mephiles fuse with him, to feed, and to grant silver a power boost.

Gerald- after losing Maria he became very unwell, spending years accumulating power and taking control of the city. He's lost himself. Shadow was stolen from him years ago. He's still looking for him.

Black Doom- Doom wed that old man. Visited the day the barrier went up, now he's stuck here. Now that he's no longer able to take over the galaxy, his next evil plan was to become a landlord. Terrorizing people who live in the city. 

Maria- Died in a targeted mob attack on Angel Island, Chaos and Tikal pitied her and let her have a spot in the master emerald ghost club. 

Random lil plot stuff- 

Sonic is a regular at Knuckles pizza place, likes to be annoying. One day they Will make him a chili dog pizza. Knuckles hopes he explodes but Shadow actually wants to kill him. He's not allowed to jump Sonic on the clock or else his pay gets docked </3

Random little bits about Sonic trying to steal from the claw machine and getting stuck, and trying to get a “delivered in under 30 minutes or free” pizza from the restaurant.

Sonic started a trend of extreme gear racing in Hydro City. He can also do a bunch of little party tricks with his star staff and knows nothing useful.

Shadow has massive gaps in his memory due to repression, he barely knows anything about his life before 16 (present day he's 19).

Knuckles and Shadow are close, knuckles being the first to find him. Since Shadow can't buy anything under his own name, Knuckles got him a hover motorcycle for deliveries.

When Shadow tells Knuckles about his deal with Hoax for the first time, Knuckles punches hoax so hard it turns him back into Sonic, making Knuckles the first to learn his identity outside of Amy, who helped him create the form.

Amy likes to follow Sonic on dates sometimes and mildly inconveniences them with her magic. Sonic usually finds this game more fun than the actual date

Maria and Tikal haunt the pizza place. They can eat pizza . They crave it. They also feed it to Chaos. Maria tries to talk to Shadow but he doesn't know who she is.

When making the blood deal with Shadow, Hoax had no idea Shadow was the guy under the vulture mask. He would have thought twice if he knew. Shadow also cut Hoaxs right hand during their first fight, its a permanent scar. Shadow says hed do it again.

Hoax slowly realizes how deeply unwell this little freak is. 

Right when they kinda start getting comfortable with each other, a weird artifact that knuckles finds allows them a glimpse into the future. Sonic and Shadow are married. Hoax has to play it cool while Shadow starts loading his guns. This haunts the rest of their relationship development.

Amy delves into dark magic when she starts getting desperate about how slow she's progressing with her magic skill. It has adverse effects on beings created by her magic once she goes too far.

Mephiles lives in a comically evil wizard tower in the Sol castle. Mephiles can also shapeshift after drinking peoples blood, he can only shift as long as the blood is in his system.

Silver really wants Shadow to explode for trying to kill vampires, his friends and family.

(Things are still in rework state and also im forgetting things rn so more will probably be added)

[maym0rin]

Trucy Wright Lore for my Royalty AU!

Yes there's actual magic in this AU, i mean, we have the Feys 😂I will write about the Feys (especially Maya) soon!

Alt Text: Trucy Wright (Gramarye)

A powerful pure-blood witch. The only descendant of Troupe Gramarye, a group of traveling magicians that's showing the world the acceptance of magic through fun and Interesting magic entertainment.

Her father was accused of killing her grandfather while traveling through the kingdom (Edgeworth's), causing the troupe to fall apart. Her father disappeared all of the sudden during his court hearing, while her uncle was temporarily jailed for tampering evidence with his magic before leaving the kingdom a few months later, planning to bring back Troupe Gramarye to its former glory alone. Her mother was presumed dead a year before the incident.

Phoenix Wright, who has some relations with her father decided to adopt her despite that his Grand Knight role was ripped off. With Eddie Fender's help, she managed to secure a home and a job at wonder bar as a magic entertainer to help with her family's living cost.

She has a puppet familiar and best magic assistant named "Mr Hats".

He can change his size from big to small under her command. He has a conscious mind of his own too, moving and flying however he wants. He cannot speak by himself, but Trucy can understand him well, and sometimes he would be used for ventriloquism.

It was said that her old father created him for her, but the design of Mr Hats resembling her old father was Trucy's choice at that time.

Mr hats doesn't like being away from his master unless commanded, very protective of her. Tends to hide under her cape.

He can carry people too. (Max 2 ppl)

Every witch and wizard needs one or more tools to calibrate their proper magic output and accuracy.

Trucy's magic tools are her thin golden baton and diamond-shaped brooch.

Trucy can cast any kind of magic spells, an All-rounder.

She loves harmless magic, thus her main magic specialty is Illusion and light magic.

Also likes card magic too, because no magic output is required most of the time.

Wizards/witches and magic are still not well known around the world as they tend to hide themselves away from normal humans due to the danger of their magic as weapons of war and maintaining the purity of their magic bloodline.

It Is extremely rare to see a wizard/witch that mingles In the human society as they tend to be travelers or those that left their magic society on their own violation to live with humans.

Humans still fear the presence of magic, and some have hatred towards them. Troupe Gramarye left their magic society to counter that Issue. They are well accepted In Edgeworth's Kingdom due to their history with the old king Edgeworth.

Note: Trucy's outfit for this AU can be exactly replicated from her original design outfit except the witch hat, but I want to change more details that differentiate between the original and Royalty AU.

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[voxslays]

THE RED MEANS I LOVE YOU!

Featuring >>> Alastor x Reader; In which, Alastor and reader have been friends for a year, having built a strong connection. One day, Alastor asks Reader to accompany him on one of his errands, where he spills his darkest secret…and some blood. Part 2 of this fic.

You blink groggily, your head pounding as you regain consciousness. As your vision clears, you find yourself tied securely to a chair, your wrists and ankles bound with silken ropes. The room is dimly lit, the air heavy with the scent of incense and something else, something metallic. Blood? You wouldn’t put it past Alastor to have hidden a body in here with you. You hear heavy footsteps and the door of the basement swings open, revealing Alastor in all his glory. He enters the room, carrying a small wooden box. He's dressed impeccably, his red suit crisp and clean, as if there’s no hint of the murder that occurred the night prior. "Ah, you're awake."

Unusual~

Alastor approaches you, his heels clicking on the hardwood floor. He sets the box down on a nearby table and opens it, revealing an assortment of shiny, sharp objects. "I trust you slept well?" You feel your breath hitch. “What are you going to do to me!?” You cry. Alastor chuckles, selecting a small, intricately designed knife from the box. He turns to face you, the knife glinting in the dim light, before inserting it back into its small compartment. "Oh, ma belle, always so impatient. Is that any way to speak to your beloved neighbor?” He picks up another small, delicate knife, its blade glinting menacingly in the dim light. The opposite of the previous one in every way. 

They say strange fascination, infatuation.

Alastor traces the tip of the knife gently down your cheek, not breaking the skin, but leaving a cold, threatening line. "Let's play a game, shall we?" He smiles charmingly. “No-!” You yell, only to be interrupted with the small intricate knife, now pressing against your throat. Alastor's eyes narrow, but his smile never wavers. “No need for such dramatics, my doe. You know I would never truly hurt you...much." Alastor malevolently teases as he presses the flat of the blade against your lips. “You’re a lunatic.” Alastor's fingers tighten around your chin, holding your head still as he presses the knife against your mouth. "I'm going to ask you a question, and you're going to answer truthfully. Do you understand, ma belle?"

A lunatic~

“No!” You say shout. The only thought in your mind was staying alive. However, Alastor seemingly ignores your comment. "Excellent. Now, let's start with something simple. Do you love me?" The knife remains pressed against your lips, a constant, silent threat. “Yes. I do.” You mutter, quietly. "That's right. You do love me. And because you love me, you won't tell anyone what you saw last night." He gently runs the knife along your jawline. “I won't. I promise!” You say, your voice filled with a trembling dither.

Call me what suits your taste, I just wanna taste.

Alastor chuckles, clearly amused by your predicament. He leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear. "Now, let's test that, shall we?" He trails the knife down your neck, pausing at the collar of your shirt. His eyes meet yours, a silent question. Slowly, he begins to slice through the fabric of the dress, revealing more and more of your chest. "You'll stay still, won't you, cher?" He only cuts further, only stopping to admire his handiwork, tracing the knife tip down your shoulder blade. "You're so beautiful, ma chérie. My masterpiece."

And I’ve always heard it’s what’s inside that counts.

His hand moves lower, the knife now resting just above your navel. "Now, my dear, I want you to be a good girl and put your hands above your head. If you don't, well..." He smirks wickedly. "Let's just say things might get a bit messy." Immediately, you had a brilliant plan of action. A master scheme, if you will. “My hands are tied to the chair.” You say, your voice innocent and righteous. Alastor tuts, shaking his head. "Ah, how remiss of me."  He leans down, sawing through the ropes binding your wrists with quick, efficient movements. Once free, he takes your hands in his gloved hands and brings them up, placing them behind your head.

‘Cause my insides are red, and yours are too~!

You quickly smack him in the face with your elbows and run up basement stairs, not wasting any time. Alastor staggers back, unprepared for your sudden resistance. He drops the knife as he clutches his face, his eyes wide with surprise and anger. The scariest part? He was no longer smiling. He quickly recovers, his eyes thick with fury as he chases after you up the stairs. "You think you can outrun me, cher? I'll catch you and when I do, you'll regret ever laying hands on me!" His thick southern creole accent is even more evident as he seethes with anger, yet carries the same immortal smile on his face. As you dash up the stairs, the sound of Alastor's heavy footsteps echoes behind you. You burst through the basement door, racing through the dimly lit house. The front door is in sight, but so is Alastor, his face contorted with a manic smile. 

And the red on my face is matching you~!

Alastor lunges, grappling you around the waist. You both go down, crashing onto the floor. He flips you onto your back, straddling you, his gloved hands pinning your wrists down. You squirm and struggle under his grasp, your efforts to free yourself in vain. Alastor growls, his face inches from yours. "Settle down, cher. You're not going anywhere." His grip tightens on your wrists as he feels you continue to buck beneath him. "The more you struggle, the more it excites me." He leans down, his lips brushing against your already bloody ones in a possessive kiss. You try to battle against it, but how could you resist his southern charms? 

And goodness your bleeding, what a wonderful feeling~!

As he breaks the kiss, he pulls out the knife he dropped earlier and presses it against your throat. His breath is hot against your face as he says, "Now, where were we?" He trails the knife down your neck, between your breasts, and down to your stomach. “Alastor, please-!” Alastor interrupts you mid-sentence. “Trust me, my doe. You will never want to run from me again.” He slowly drags the blade back up your body, the cold steel sending shivers down your spine. He pauses at your throat, tilting your chin up with the tip of the knife.

You’re down and you’re pleading, my head is just reeling.

"You're mine, ma chérie. And you will learn to obey. Do you understand me?” He asks, his words like a sharp knife, ready to strike at any moment. “Yes.” You hesitate, as your voice trembles and your breath hitches. “I do.” You add, trying to please him. Alastor looks into your eyes for a moment, studying your face. “Good.” With a satisfied smile, Alastor stands up, pulling you to your feet by the knife handle pressed against your throat. "Then let’s begin.”

The red means I love you.

TAGLIST

@noellebellq @all-alastor-all-the-time @boldlyenchantingfox22 @phoephan-123 @michi-keinz

[corpsedogs]

Dreaming costs money (Jason Todd x Reader)

✿ chapter 3 — jason does one last goodbye to the batfamily before helping you pack your things and head to the airport. tag and masterlist

Jason adjusted the strap of his duffel bag as he stepped into the manor. He didn’t plan on staying long… just a quick drop-in to say goodbye, grab the backup gear Alfred promised to prep, and dodge any last-minute guilt trips from the family.

“Off to play pop star protector?” Dick grinned at his baby brother as he leaned against the banister.

Jason shot him a look. “Don’t start.”

Tim peeked over the back of the couch, a tablet in hand. “You know, statistically, musicians are the most chaotic clients. Emotional instability, erratic schedules, groupies—“

“I’m not her babysitter,” Jason muttered for the 10th time.

“You literally are,” Stephanie said as she popped a grape into her mouth from a fruit bowl she clearly hadn’t bought. “God, I wish I was a fly on the wall when she realizes you don’t do small talk.” she laughs.

“Or feelings,” Damian added flatly from the corner. As you can see his family loves and cares for him.

“Touching,” Jason said dryly. “I’ll send a postcard.” Just as he reached for the bag Alfred had left on the counter, his phone buzzed.

Can you come help me pack? I can’t find anything and I’m going to scream.

Jason stared at the screen for a second.

Also I don’t trust anyone else to touch my stuff. My manager packs like she’s running away from the feds.

He sighed.

“Who’s that?” Tim asked, eyes narrowing with interest.

“No one,” Jason replied too quickly. Dick raised an eyebrow. “Is that the client?”

Jason ignored him, grabbed the satchel, and muttered, “Change of plans.”

Alfred appeared in the hallway just in time to hand Jason a coffee for the road. “I trust you’ll survive this assignment without blowing up a hotel, Master Jason.”

“No promises,” he said, already heading for the door.

The group exchanged looks behind him.

“Ten bucks says they start flirting by day two,” Steph whispered. “Flirting?” Damian scoffed. “She’ll eat him alive.”

Jason knocked once before letting himself into the penthouse suite Mari had texted him the address to. He stepped inside cautiously, half-expecting security— or a small explosion.

Instead, he was greeted by clothes.

Everywhere..

Designer jackets draped over the couch. Heels scattered across the floor like landmines. A suitcase sat in the middle of the room, half-zipped, stuffed like it was surviving a fashion apocalypse. Somewhere beyond the mess, he heard your voice.

“In the closet!”

Jason followed the sound, pushing aside a feather boa (was that glitter on it?) as he stepped into your massive walk-in. You stood in front of a rack of clothes with your hands in your hair, spinning in slow, frustrated circles.

“I hate this,” you muttered. “Everything is either too bold, too boring, or too Metropolis.”

Jason leaned against the doorway, arms crossed. “You texted me for this?”

You turned. “Yes. I told you— I don’t trust my manager to pack, and if I let the stylists do it, I’ll end up with ten outfits and no socks.”

“Can’t believe I’m risking my life over sock logistics.”

You gestured toward the chaos. “You’re here now. Might as well help.”

Jason sighed and stepped into the room, eyeing the mess. “Alright, ground rules. You get five outfits. Two are practical. No sequins in combat zones. And I’m not folding anything.”

“Wow,” you deadpanned. “Such professionalism.”

He grabbed a plain black hoodie from the rack and held it up. “This. You wear this. Problem solved.” You snatched it from him. “No, this is for sleeping.”

“Then sleep a lot.”

You rolled your eyes and reached for a sequin jacket. “Fine. Help me make choices, Hood. I trust your survival instincts.” Jason raised an eyebrow. “You should probably stop saying that.”

“Why? Afraid I’ll start depending on you?”

He smirked. “I’m more afraid you’ll try to hug me.”

You threw a shirt at him.

Jason hated airports. Too many people. Too many cameras. Too many places to get ambushed.

He stood just outside the VIP terminal entrance, duffel bag slung over one shoulder, watching a black SUV screech to a stop. Paparazzi immediately swarmed like flies, cameras flashing before the doors even opened.

Then you stepped out, sunglasses on, headphones in, and attitude turned all the way up. You didn’t flinch at the flashing lights or shouted questions— just raised your chin and walked like the chaos didn’t touch you.

Jason fell into step beside you without a word. The flashbulbs flickered onto him now too.

“Who’s that with her?!”

“Is that her new security?”

“Red Hood?!”

“Oh my god, they hired him?!”

You didn’t break stride. “Smile for the cameras,” you said under your breath. Jason replied without missing a beat. “Smile and I shoot someone.”

You smirked. “We should definitely coordinate our press strategy.”

Security cleared a path through the private terminal as your manager, Mari, barked instructions into her earpiece. “No photos inside. Keep moving. We’re late already— where’s her coffee?!”

“Traveling with you is gonna kill me,” Jason muttered.

“Better you than me.”

Inside the terminal, the chaos dimmed. You tugged off your sunglasses and looked at Jason, taking him in again. “You really packed light.”

Jason shrugged. “I’m not the one bringing five outfits for a three-day trip.”

You grinned. “Five outfits you picked, remember? You’re partially responsible for the fashion now.”

“I hate this job.”

Mari clapped her hands once. “Jet’s prepped. Let’s go.”

You walked ahead, flipping your hair over your shoulder. “Come on, Hood. Try to look like you want to be here.”

Jason followed, deadpan. “I don’t.”

The cabin of the private jet was a picture of luxury—white leather seats, mahogany accents, champagne already chilling in a bucket.

Jason took a seat near the back, far from the front where Mari was already taking a business call that sounded like an argument in three languages.

You sat across from him, now barefoot, legs tucked up beneath you, scrolling on your phone with one hand and sipping a smoothie with the other.

Silence stretched between you. It wasn’t awkward—not exactly. Just quiet.

For a while…

“You always this fun on planes?” you asked without looking up.”

“I like silence.”

“You could’ve booked another flight.”

Jason glanced out the window. “Yeah, well, I also like living. Your dad wasn’t really giving me options.” You hummed in agreement. “He’s good at that. Making everything feel like a deal with the devil.”

Jason didn’t answer, just kept his eyes on the clouds outside.

You lowered your phone and glanced at him. “You know, I didn’t ask for this either. The bodyguard thing.”

“I figured,” Jason said. “You’re not great at hiding your resentment.” You smiled faintly. “Good. I’ve been told I need to be more honest.”

It was silent for a moment.

“You ever think of running?” he asked quietly.

You blinked. “From all this?”

He nodded.

“Every day.”

Jason didn’t respond right away. Then: “So why don’t you?”

You looked at him for a long moment. “Because as much as I hate all of it… if I disappear, he wins.”

“…You might not be a total pain,” he muttered.

You snorted. “Don’t get soft on me, Hood. Seriously, do you need to wear that helmet on the plane? I already know what you look like.”

“...”

The jet’s door hissed open, and a rolling staircase was wheeled into place. Down below, flashing cameras and a throng of screaming fans had already gathered behind a low barricade. Jason checked the perimeter— security was in place, but the cluster of bodies looked ready to surge at any moment.

You stepped off first, heels clicking on the metal steps, sunglasses back in place. A few handlers flanked you, holding albums and merch. Jason followed, duffel bag slung over his shoulder, eyes scanning every face.

At the bottom, you paused on the red carpet strip. “Here we go,” you muttered, rolling your shoulders. “Let’s get this over with.”

Mari, stepped up with a stack of signed posters. “Remember—quick and smooth. No extended conversations.”

You flashed a practiced smile to the crowd. Jason melted into the background, but stayed close enough that you could sense his presence like a shadow.

Fans pressed their albums through the barricade. You signed one, then another, calling each person by name as best you could. Cameras flashed, phones recorded, voices shouted declarations of love.

Suddenly, a scuffle erupted near the center. Jason’s head snapped to the left. A young man had slipped past the handlers, lunging forward with something in his hand— a broken bottle, maybe, or a jagged piece of metal. His eyes were wild, fixated on you.

“Get back!”

Before you even realized the danger, Jason advanced in a single fluid motion. He ducked under the fan’s swing and delivered a precise elbow strike to the man’s temple. The attacker crumpled to the ground with a single, sickening thud— out cold.

Gasps rose from the crowd. A few fans screamed. Handlers rushed forward, one kneeling beside the fallen man, checking his pulse.

You froze. The albums you were holding slipped from your hand, fluttering to the carpet. For a heartbeat, everything went silent.

Then you whirled on Jason, voice low but furious. “What the hell was that?” Jason stood rigid, scanning for any other threats. “He tried to kill you.”

You stepped closer, but not in fear—in anger. “That’s assault! He could be paralyzed, let alone—”

“He had a weapon.” Jason’s jaw tightened. “I disarmed him. I didn’t break his neck.”

You crossed your arms, gaze deadly. “You could’ve used a chokehold, taser— something non-lethal without risking permanent damage!”

A nearby handler placed a hand on your arm. “Miss, are you okay?”

You nodded, though your eyes never left Jason. “I’m fine,” you said sharply. Then to Jason: “Next time, warn me. Or at least incapacitate, not endanger.”

Jason’s expression softened for the briefest instant. “Noted.”

A security guard approached, siren wailing in the distance now as EMTs and police moved in. Mari hustled forward. “Everyone clear? Let’s go.” She grabbed your arm gently. “You need to keep moving.”

You shot Jason one last glare, then followed Mari up the ramp. The crowd’s screams blurred into background noise.

Jason watched you go, the tension in his shoulders easing as you disappeared into the VIP entrance. Beneath his stoic mask, he made a mental note: less brute force, more precision— and maybe, just maybe… learn how to apologize when needed.

Where’s superman when you need him?

tags: @deadbeatphobos @lingxio

[astrologydray]

♉️Taurus Mc in the each of the degrees🐂

If you have a Taurus Midheaven (MC), your career and public image are shaped by Taurus’ themes of stability, persistence, and material success. Taurus MC individuals often seek careers that provide long-term security, financial growth, and a sense of craftsmanship or beauty.

• 0° Taurus (Taurus Point) – A strong presence in career; drawn to finance, beauty, or luxury industries. Natural ability to build long-term success.

• 1° Taurus – Hardworking and practical. Prefers steady career growth over risky ventures.

• 2° Taurus – Values comfort and security; may seek a career in real estate, banking, or the arts.

• 3° Taurus – Creative and business-minded. Success often comes through persistence and reliability.

• 4° Taurus – A slow but steady climber. Might achieve recognition later in life.

• 5° Taurus – Drawn to careers involving beauty, aesthetics, or tangible results (e.g., fashion, design, culinary arts).

• 6° Taurus – A strong work ethic and patience; prefers careers with long-term rewards.

• 7° Taurus – Grounded but needs to avoid career stagnation. Could thrive in finance or agriculture.

• 8° Taurus – Practical and ambitious; can accumulate wealth through strategic planning.

• 9° Taurus – Has a strong sense of purpose. May seek work that aligns with personal values.

• 10° Taurus – A natural provider; could be successful in hospitality, wellness, or business.

• 11° Taurus – May have a creative or artistic streak. Prefers work that allows for self-expression.

• 12° Taurus – Strong connection to nature; could excel in environmental work, agriculture, or healing arts.

• 13° Taurus – A steady and reliable worker. Known for their consistency and trustworthiness.

• 14° Taurus – Determined and patient. Success comes through endurance and loyalty.

• 15° Taurus – A deeply sensual and artistic energy; could thrive in music, design, or luxury markets.

• 16° Taurus – Grounded but ambitious. Has a good balance of patience and drive.

• 17° Taurus – May have a strong financial instinct. Could be drawn to banking, real estate, or investments.

• 18° Taurus – Prefers stability over risk. Might resist change but thrives with persistence.

• 19° Taurus – Hardworking and practical. Success often comes later in life after consistent effort.

• 20° Taurus – Drawn to careers that involve tangible rewards. May excel in entrepreneurship.

• 21° Taurus – Has a refined sense of taste; could be involved in fashion, art, or culinary fields.

• 22° Taurus – Stubborn yet reliable. Best suited for long-term career building.

• 23° Taurus – Could be a financial expert or someone who helps others build wealth.

• 24° Taurus – A slow but strategic thinker. Thrives in stable work environments.

• 25° Taurus – A talent for creating beauty and harmony in their work.

• 26° Taurus – Determined and resourceful. May build a legacy through persistence.

• 27° Taurus – Strong-willed and patient. Can turn ideas into profitable ventures.

• 28° Taurus – A master at sustaining success. Likely to gain wealth over time.

• 29° Taurus (Anaretic Degree) – A powerhouse in their field. This degree intensifies Taurus energy, leading to major financial success or a legacy-building career. However, they may struggle with fear of change or stubbornness in their career choices.

[oozedninjas]

Hey, Tim! If it's cool, could I please request what it would be like dating the 2012 boys? If you don't do 2012, then Bayverse please?

By the way, keep up the amazing work 💜

Got some free time today! Hope to post the others soon too. Ily thanks for staying in tune!

2012 / sfw / kissing/ninja guys are late 20's

Leo

Prepare to be protected. At all costs? You can bet so. Against your will? Probably sometimes.

He'd value your safety above anything else.

He would probably plan all your dates, which would always be incredibly thoughtful and romantic. Like rooftop picnics overlooking the city.

Leo always keeps his promises.

He might introduce you to martial arts, meditation, or his favorite shows. It's exciting to share his hobbies with you!

10/10 Leo is respectful and courteous. You will always be treated with kindness, care, and consideration.

The type of boyfriend who carries you bridal style.

His kisses might start hesitant, like testing if you're willing, but quickly overflow with passion if he's reciprocated.

Raph

He's very intense in the way he communicates his feelings. Deeply committed and fiercely loyal.

While he's always there to protect you, he loves that you can fend for yourself and adores seeing you kick ass.

Dates with Raph would be thrilling, often entangling action-coded activities.

His brutal honesty always keeps you leveled on where you stand with him.

Raph loves banter and teasing, so be prepared to keep up with him.

He probably shared with you the story of Spike, and honestly, wtf.

He's the type of boyfriend who carries you like a potato bag. You can't change my mind.

His kisses are always deep and passionate right from the start, biting and sucking at your lips, a bit of growling against your mouth if it gets too steamy.

Donatello

Your personal problem solver: He’d build or fix things for you, always using his skills to make your life easier!

He'd equip you with several tech tools designed only for you, and they're always incredibly mindful: Oh, your charger isn't working? Here! A whole-ass sun-fed battery resistant to water, dust, and hackers.

Donnie would be super supportive of your interests, always eager to learn more about them.

Dates always have a hint of science: aquariums, planetariums, museums, and the best part is the thrill of breaking in the middle of the night. Good thing he has a device to fool security cameras.

He carries you on his back, piggybacking or bridal style when he feels a bit more romantic.

His kisses are sweet and shy at first, eager and needy right after.

He cups your face softly and sighs when you pull apart.

Mikey

Mikey holds your heart in his hands with such heart-warming love and adoration it's almost too sweet.

He would always make his best effort to make you feel loved in the exact way you'd appreciate the most.

He learns your love language by heart and tries to complement the others. He's best at words of affirmation and acts of service.

Always there for you when you need him.

Also incredibly protective!!

Dates with Mikey are always fun and creative! You follow each other into your current hyperfixations or hobbies like painting, skateboarding, and graffiti… we don't talk about this one in front of Leo, tho.

You subscribed him to a cooking master class and everyone in the lair thanked you for it.

He carries you like a potato bag sometimes, and other times he lifts you up so that you embrace him with your legs by the front.

He loves to brush his nose with yours.

His kisses are playful and steamy, with lots of smooches in between. He nibbles at your lips, tasting every corner of them.

[sparxyv]

Milena Student ID 💜🦅

[EDIT: Milena does NOT look like this anymore! See my newer posts for her revamped design 😙]

I decided to finally issue a proper introduction to Milena Chase for you guys so she doesn't remain a face without a story any longer 😤

Thank you for the template @kiwiplaetzchen !! 🫶

Brace yourself for a big infodump - here is Milena's backstory etc etc 🫠

Family

Milena Jacqueline Chase was born in 1874 to a French muggle, Henri Marie Chase, and a Japanese witch, Miyuki Hoshino.

Milena is the oldest of seven siblings.

The Chase Family™ is extremely rich, like, buttloads of money rich. Coming from a long line of vintners, they founded one of the leading brands of the best quality wines in Europe, as well as owned a luxury hotel in central Paris.

Milena's grandparents on her mother's side lived in Feldcroft, and still do. They often watched over the Sallow twins after their parents death when Solomon was busy. (Milena does not know her grandparents. 👍)

Miyuki - Milena's mother - was a Slytherin in Hogwarts, and was friends with Solomon Sallow.

Life Before Hogwarts

Growing up, Milena and her siblings resided in their family's hotel in Paris, France. Since their parents were too busy with business and galas, they were raised by the housekeepers and servants that worked at the hotel.

Milena was homeschooled, undergoing typical muggle education with many tutors over the years. She gained a passion for learning early on, intensively studying practically anything that piqued her interest! (my little Matilda LOL)

Milena did NOT go to Beauxbatons, yet showed signs of magic very early on. The only reason she was aware of magic and wizardkind because of her mother's house elf, Teeley. (we love Teeley 🫶)

She had so much free time on her hands that she'd mastered and studied so many different things, making her a true jack of all trades! Some of these things include - Chess, fencing, horseback riding, painting, embroidery, baking, PLUS she's fluent in German and Russian (in addition to English and French).

Relationships

I'm planning on going more in depth with Milena's relationships in a series of separate posts so I'm just going to list her closest friends 💜

Sebastian Sallow

Anne Sallow

Ominis Gaunt

Imelda Reyes

Athol 'Mousey' McGregor

Samantha Dale

Amit Thakkar

Natsai Onai

Garreth Weasley

Poppy Sweeting

Sacharissa Tugwood

Richard Jackdaw

Personality

MBTI - ENTJ-A

Alignment - Neutral Good

I really think of Milena's personality as close to the in-game MC as possible, but I do tend to wander from that sometimes.. 😗😗

Milena always strives to help out people when faced with trouble, but never actively seeks out problems to solve - they just always seem to find her. Nevertheless, she always takes on difficult situations and rises to the challenge.

It helps a lot that she's very self-assured, something that came out of spending most of her childhood alone and taking care of herself AND others. That being noted, she's a natural born leader. Milena is assertive and logical and can easily adjust and adapt to many different situations - which makes her the perfect person to deal with a certain Slytherin boy who's emotions control him and not the other way around.. 👀👀

Milena is an ambivert. While she enjoys socializing, she's also comfortable being alone. She doesn't exactly prefer one over the other though. Socializing comes easy to her, and she has a secure attachment style when it comes to her relationships, never really feeling insecure about them or getting jealous easily. Milena tends to be more mature, and she never internalizes things when people are rude - but because she's so calm and mellow, people are usually either drawn to her or intimidated by her.

As a Ravenclaw, Milena is naturally curious! She's constantly on the hunt to learn new things, which is why she enjoys exploring outside of Hogwarts so much, taking in everything she can about the hamlets and just the Highlands in general. Her curiousity helps her find wonder in even the smallest of things. She's very open-minded, yet nearly always at least slightly skeptical when it comes to new things. She can be very opinionated, but is always open to other perspectives.

Milena is not one to be overly expressive with her emotions (but to be clear - she doesn't hide them either 😗), yet she does have a side of her that naturally comes out only when she feels comfortable. With friends like Sebastian especially, she feels like she can let loose and be more playful as well as a bit snarky/sarcastic.

Additional Fun Facts!

I've already mentioned this before - but Milena's absolute favorite things in the world are BIRDS. Birds of all kinds. She knows everything about every species, and I mean everything. And somehow, birds naturally flock to her like she's some type of woodland princess.

Milena's hair is NOT naturally curly/wavy, nor is it naturally auburn! Prior to Hogwarts, she used a charm to change her hair color, but it seemed to have some extra effects on her hair texture too..

Milena doesn't often speak French after arriving at Hogwarts, but since it's her native language, she finds it much easier to express herself in French even though she speaks near-perfect English. She also enjoys sneaking in French phrases to occasionally mess with Sebastian since he has no idea what she's saying 🥰🥰

Her love language is gift-giving, but when it comes to receiving it would be acts of service and quality time.

Is VERY passionate about potion-making.

Becomes an animagus in the summer before sixth-year, her animagus form being a giant golden eagle!

Already mentioned but she's quite fearless, except for when it comes to mooncalves. (She's more creeped out by them than scared of them, though.)

More of a dog person - Raphael is the exception 💜

Seeker for Ravenclaw in her sixth-year!

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Dating Yandere Tyler Harrison Would Include:

Yandere Tyler is extremely possessive and obsessive about his love interest. He constantly worries and frets about your well-being and keeps track of your location at all times, not out of distrust but rather due to his overwhelming need to protect you at all costs. He can sometimes come off as overbearing and suffocating, constantly asking about your whereabouts and who you're with. Tyler is also prone to violent outbursts if he feels his love interest is in any danger, and will go to extremes to keep you safe, even if it means hurting others. He can also be overly jealous and suspicious.

Tyler loves showering his love interest with gifts and attention, and he becomes extremely upset if he perceives any of your attention drifting towards others. However, he will try to prevent this by isolating his love interest from your friends and family, convinced that he alone can keep you safe. Yandere Tyler's love can sometimes lead to unhealthy and damaging behavior, as he becomes increasingly consumed by his obsession and desperation to hold onto the person he loves.

Despite these negative traits, there is a softer side to Yandere Tyler as well. Deep down, he truly cares for his love interest and wants to protect you from harm. He can also be very thoughtful and romantic, planning elaborate gestures and surprises to impress his love. However, his love can also be self-destructive, as he is willing to sacrifice his own happiness and well-being to ensure that you stay by his side.

Tyler often struggles with low self-esteem and insecurity, convinced that he doesn't deserve your affection and that he could lose you at any moment. This leads him to constantly strive to prove his worthiness to you, sometimes to a detrimental extent.

Yandere Tyler can become controlling and manipulative, trying to dictate your lifestyle and choices in order to ensure you remain dependent on him. He becomes fiercely protective of you, not willing to let you out of his sight out of fear of losing you.

Tyler's love can sometimes spiral into a destructive force, as he becomes hyper-fixated on preserving the bond you share. He may resort to stalking, blackmail, or even violence to keep you close, all in the name of protecting you.

Tyler's devotion can blind him to the harm he inflicts, and he often rationalizes his destructive behavior as necessary to protect the love he holds so dearly.

Tyler's jealousy is a potent force that drives his possessive and obsessive behavior. Any situation in which he perceives a threat to his relationship with you can trigger his intense jealousy. It's not just a casual green-eyed monster; it's an all-consuming fire that threatens to engulf everything in its path. This jealousy can manifest in extreme ways, from subtle emotional manipulation to outright violence, as Tyler seeks to secure his love and eliminate any potential rivals.

His affection is not subtle; it's a tidal wave of passion and attachment. Tyler is deeply affectionate, showering you with constant expressions of adoration and devotion. He will remember every special moment, every shared experience, and every little detail about them. Tyler's affection knows no bounds, and he will stop at nothing to demonstrate his unwavering devotion, often leading to extreme gestures of love and protection.

Tyler's dates are carefully planned and meticulously orchestrated displays of affection. Every detail is considered, and no expense is spared to ensure you have an unforgettable, romantic experience. For Tyler, dates are not just casual outings; they're carefully crafted events designed to reinforce the connection he shares with his partner. Whether it's a candlelit dinner, an adrenaline-fueled adventure, or an intimate moment under the stars, Tyler's dates aim to create an atmosphere of passion, love, and absolute devotion.

In public, Tyler is a master of charisma and deception. He can come across as charming and personable, masking his possessive nature with a friendly and easygoing demeanor. Tyler is adept at winning over others with his wit and confidence, effectively hiding the intensity of his fixation and obsessions. However, beneath the surface, his true emotions are simmering, ready to boil over at the slightest perception of a threat to his relationship.

His rewards are lavish expressions of his affection. They are not just tokens of his love; they are physical representations of his unwavering devotion. Tyler spares no expense when it comes to rewarding your love. He sees these rewards as tangible proof of his unwavering love, a way to shower his partner with the attention and care he believes you deserve. But beneath this generosity lies a manipulative undertone, as Tyler uses rewards to maintain control and reinforce the power dynamic in the relationship.

Tyler doesn't believe in conventional forms of punishment. Instead, he uses emotional manipulation, guilt-tripping, and silent treatment to discipline you when he perceives you have strayed or done something wrong. Tyler's punishments are meant to instill a sense of remorse and guilt, making you feel as if you have betrayed his trust and love. He may withdraw affection and become distant, creating an atmosphere of anxiety and instability.

In Tyler's world, disagreements and arguments between him and you rarely occur. He works tirelessly to maintain a facade of perfection and harmony, constantly striving to avoid any conflicts that could disrupt his idealized vision. Tyler's obsession with preserving the relationship often leads him to suppress his own desires and needs, choosing to prioritize your happiness above all else. However, if a disagreement does arise, Tyler's emotional manipulation tactics come into play. He may sulk, withdraw affection, guilt-trip, or engage in emotional blackmail to coerce you into compliance and restore the relationship's equilibrium.

Tyler's family often struggles with his possessive and obsessive behavior. They may express concern about your well-being and the unhealthy dynamics in the relationship. Tyler, however, may become defensive and dismissive of their concerns, perceiving them as an interference in his bond with you. He may grow distant from his family members who voice objections or try to intervene, prioritizing you above all else. In extreme cases, Tyler might even become estranged from his family if he perceives them as a threat to his relationship.

Tyler is capable of resorting to extreme measures, including violence, to protect his relationship with you. He sees himself as the only one who can truly keep you safe, and he will go to great lengths to eliminate any perceived threat. Whether it's through physical confrontation, intimidation tactics, or even more drastic actions, Tyler will not hesitate to defend his relationship if he believes you are in danger. While he may not explicitly seek out opportunities to cause harm, he will not shy away from using deadly force if the situation calls for it.

While Tyler may have grand visions of a traditional wedding and happily-ever-after on Jackson's star, the reality may not align with his expectations. Tyler's possessive and controlling nature could create tension within the marriage, especially if you seek independence or autonomy. In the end, the success of Tyler's marriage would depend on his ability to balance his obsessive love with respect for your individuality and freedom.

On Jackson's star, Tyler might envision a future with you that includes having children. He would likely be fiercely protective of his children, much like he is with you, and might become overly possessive of their well-being. The arrival of children could further heighten his insecurities, as he fears losing your attention and affection. Additionally, Tyler's obsessive nature could lead to over-parenting, smothering his children with excessive care and surveillance. This possessive attitude could stifle his children's independence and growth, potentially causing tension within the family.

If you didn't want or couldn't have children, Tyler would likely experience initial disappointment and may even feel a sense of loss. He might cling to the hope that you might change your mind in the future or explore alternative means of becoming a parent through adoption or surrogacy. Additionally, he might unintentionally project his own fears of abandonment and loneliness onto you, further straining the relationship.

To sum it up, Yandere Tyler is a complex character who is deeply in love but struggles with his possessive and obsessive nature. He is desperate to hold onto you, and sometimes his methods can be extreme and harmful. Despite his flaws, Yandere Tyler genuinely cares for you and only wants to protect and support you.

"My love, your eyes hold the stars above, and I am forever lost in their mesmerizing beauty. Every minute away from you feels like an eternity spent wandering through a desolate wasteland. But when I see your radiant smile, it's as if the sun has risen, bringing warmth and light into my world. Together, we shall create a future filled with love, joy, and endless happiness. We shall face the world as one, never wavering in our unwavering devotion."

Roleplaying - Taking on different personas or scenarios during sex allows him to explore new dimensions of desire and fantasy.

Lingerie - Wearing sexy outfits or lingerie can be a fun way to spice things up in the bedroom which he always loves to see.

Dominance - Taking charge and being assertive in bed can be a turn-on for him.

Hair pulling - Grabbing onto your hair and tugging firmly while thrusting into you from behind is an intensely erotic experience for him. It's primal, passionate, and raw.

Biting and marking - Leaving visible marks of passion on your skin is a way to stake a claim and show the world that you belong to him. It's also incredibly arousing to know that he's left such a lasting impression.