#chinese game

[xinyuehui]

Ah, the night's just getting started. Don't let me catch you so easily next time. ⸺ QIN CHE // SYLUS ִֶָ☾.

[sushiyuzu]

marked by desire

sylus x fem!reader

warning: soft smut. minors dni!

you barely have time to react before sylus pins you against the wall, his hands firm on your hips, holding you in place. his red eyes bore into yours, dark with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. the air between you is thick with tension, his body pressed close enough that you can feel the heat radiating from him.

“you think you can walk around like that and not expect a reaction?” his voice is low, a dangerous edge to it that sends a shiver down your spine. his fingers dig into your skin, possessive, as if he’s afraid you might slip away.

“i wasn’t—” you start, but he cuts you off with a growl, his lips crashing against yours in a kiss that’s all hunger and need. it’s rough, demanding, his teeth grazing your lower lip as he pulls back just enough to speak.

“you’re mine,” sylus mutters against your mouth, his breath hot and heavy. “i’m not fond of dividing my attention.”

the words send a jolt of desire through you, his possessiveness stirring something deep within. you can feel his need for control in the way he holds you, the way his hands roam over your body, claiming every inch of you as his own.

his lips trail down your neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive skin, marking you as his. you gasp, your hands clutching at his shirt as he moves lower, the sensation of his mouth on your skin making your knees weak.

sylus doesn’t stop there. his hands slide up your torso, slipping under your top to cup your breasts, his touch firm and possessive. “these are mine too,” he growls, his eyes dark with desire as he pushes the fabric up, exposing your bare skin to his hungry gaze.

before you can respond, sylus dips his head, capturing one of your nipples in his mouth. the sensation is electric, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud before he starts to suck, his lips and teeth working in tandem to draw out the most delicious sounds from you. you moan, your back arching into him as he lavishes attention on your breast, his free hand kneading the other, his touch rough and demanding.

“you taste so good, kitten.” sylus murmurs against your skin, his voice filled with a dark satisfaction. he switches to the other breast, giving it the same attention, licking and sucking until you’re trembling in his arms, your breaths coming in short, desperate gasps.

every kiss, every bite, every flick of his tongue feels like a brand, marking you as his in a way that goes beyond just words. the intensity of it all is overwhelming, your body reacting to his every touch as if you were made for him, your breasts aching for more of his attention.

sylus is relentless, his mouth moving between your breasts, leaving a trail of marks that bloom under his lips, a reminder of just how thoroughly he’s claimed you. “no one else gets to see you like this,” he growls, his voice rough with possessive desire. “no one else gets to touch you.”

you can only nod, your words lost to the pleasure coursing through your body. his dominance, his obsession with you, fuels your own desire, making you want to give him everything he demands and more.

you squirm, your hands clutching at his shirt as he moves lower, the sensation of his mouth on your skin making your knees weak.

“do you understand?” sylus demands, his voice rough as his hand slides up your thigh, pushing your skirt higher. “you’re mine.”

“y-yes,” you breathe, the word coming out as a whimper as his hand reaches the apex of your thighs, fingers brushing against you through your panties.

sylus smirks at your response, his eyes filled with a dark satisfaction as he presses his fingers against you, teasing. “good,” he murmurs, his lips finding yours again in a kiss that’s just as possessive as before. his touch grows firmer, more insistent, as he rubs you through the thin fabric, drawing out moans that he swallows with every kiss.

your mind is a haze of pleasure, the feeling of sylus’s hands on you, his lips against yours, overwhelming all your senses. the world outside fades away, leaving just the two of you, tangled in each other, lost in the intensity of the moment.

when he finally slips his hand beneath your panties, touching your bare skin, you can’t hold back the gasp that escapes you. sylus’s eyes darken further, and he presses closer, his voice a rough whisper against your ear. “i want to hear you,” he commands, his fingers working you with a skill that leaves you trembling.

you obey, your moans filling the room as he drives you closer and closer to the edge. sylus’s mouth is everywhere, his hands relentless as he takes you apart, piece by piece, until there’s nothing left but the pleasure he gives you.

finally, when you’re on the verge of begging for him, sylus pulls back, his eyes dark with lust as he takes in the sight of you, your chest rising and falling with every ragged breath, your skin marked with his love bites. “perfect,” he murmurs, his hands sliding down your body to your thighs, lifting you up effortlessly as he presses you harder against the wall.

you wrap your legs around his waist, feeling the hard length of him pressing against you, and a fresh wave of desire floods through you. sylus grins at your reaction, his hands gripping your hips as he presses a teasing kiss to your lips, before trailing his mouth down your neck, sucking on the spot that makes you whimper.

“remember this,” sylus says, his voice dark and commanding. “you belong to me.”

and with that, he captures your lips again, pulling you into a kiss that’s both a promise and a claim, sealing the words he’s just spoken. his hands roam your body, gripping your hips as he starts to rock against you, teasing you with the promise of what’s to come. every touch, every kiss is laced with his possessive need for you, a need that you’re more than willing to satisfy.

[redsamuraiii]

Game Planet - Documentary 360 by NHK World Japan

Chinese Game Developers take an interesting approach to customize their games for different region.

For example, Nikke, which is targeted at Japanese market, features anime like characters with tragic backstories and character developments which are popular in Japanese culture.

The game became a hit in Japan with over 400 million downloads, which goes to show how much effort went into the research.

[myacghome]

[tomeiame]

Cute! These little PGR games are always fun.

I can't wait for Bambi too *-*

[the-red-haired-saniwa]

I saw this gorgeous boy on pinterest, and I immediately fell in love with him. The problem is that I don't know his name, if he is a part if a game or just an amazing piece of art. .... If you know his name or the game, novel or artist he is from, pleaaase tell me.

Thanks!

[wakatariyo]

#tearsofthemis #tearsofthemis

[jhui-01]

૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა

母坠于高楼，兄亡于楼火 或许这便是. . . 我的结局。

文司宥

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[lifextime]

Kuiyu ♣ The Legendary Baddest Dragoon

[listentothelittlebird]

Tell me about your local/self-made childhood games that you bet will horrify some people I’ll start:

Two person game played in Mandarin, first you say (name of game) and then you say “first floor” (in Chinese, 一楼) and show scissors paper stone. Except if you both show a different hand sign, you go again and say “second floor”. Basically you keep going up until you both show the same hand sign, at which point the first person to make finger guns and say “bang!” wins.

The name of the game is “跳楼自杀”. As a child I never contemplated the name but on hindsight it’s pretty morbid to play “jump roof self-kill” (literal translation). Then again ring a-round the rosies exists

(If you have a not-morbid local game put it down too!! Gonna list more games down here)

Heart attack:

Scissors paper stone, but when you lose you put a hand on the floor in the middle of the circle of people playing. When the next person loses, they put their hand on top of yours. When a single hand is not on the pile, whoever’s hand is the bottom of the pile is pulled out to play. Eventually the hands will rotate until someone gets both hands free, at which point they chant “heart attack” at whatever pace they want before slapping the hand stack.

The losing players can try to withdraw their hand from the stack once the winner moves to slap. Whoever’s hand gets slapped is now the bottom of the pile for the next game (they start with one hand less)

While saying “heart attack” the winner crosses their finger over the pile with each syllable, kind of like doing innie-minnie-miny-mo. “Heart” tap on the hand pile, “aaa” tap on the floor, “ttack” slap the hands. To build suspense they usually say each syllable excruciatingly slow. “Hearrrrt-aaaaaa-ttACK”

Chopsticks:

Each player starts with one finger on each hand. When you tap one finger to another one-fingered hand said tapped hand becomes a two-fingered hand. Tapped by a two-fingered hand adds two fingers to your hand. You lose when getting tapped makes your hand five-fingered or a bigger number

There’s some additional rules: You can clap both hands to split the number of fingers between the two hands, so one hand has three the other has one you can clap to split two-two. If you wanna waste a turn you can just swap the number of fingers on each hand by clapping.

One-two-three(一二三):

There is an english version I think but the Mandarin one sounds better and is probably the original. I’ll explain in english then put the whole Chinese recitation at once

Basically it’s a long sequence of hand claps between two people. “One-two-three” put both hands together palms facing inwards and slap the back of the other person’s hand at each syllable. Imagine two fish tails slapping each other

”We go high” double high five above your heads “we go low” double high five at your legs/lap “we go back, front, legs” at “back” turn palms facing face and slap back of hands with other person, at “front” normal high five, at “legs” slap your own thighs

“we go one-two-three” double high five at normal height, three times. So “one” high five, “two” high five, “three” high five.

“We go four-five-six” turn your hands palms facing your own face. Backwards double high five another three times. “We go seven-eight-nine” normal double high fives again, three times. “We are best of friends” double thumbs up to each other

“We go jelly jelly lom chiam” make fists and roll them like a hand peddle “pas pas pas” and then throw out scissors paper stone. So, in Chinese:

“一二三//我们上//我们下//我们后前脚//我们一二三//我们四五六//我们七八九//我们好朋友//jelly jelly lom chiam pas pas pas!”

[taikonaut-kaskara]

Played some of the Boundary open beta, an fps by Studio Surgical Scalpels. Its a tactical fps game sort of like R6S set in space with some fun ass unique movement. I think point capture can be pretty annoying since you're forced out of the open space freedom of the map and funneled into really tiny rooms, but TDM is dope and and the gunplay is great. There arent really any FPS games like it and I think the game has tons of potential in spite of some gripes. The concept alone is raw as hell, astronauts shooting each other in the ruins of space stations.

[xinyuehui]

ᓚᘏᗢ Yes, Cat Caretaker ♡

[mwentallyunwell]

Herrscher of Sentience more like Herrscher of Silly :3

My plans for every daily things in the nutshell...

Pin 📍 https://pin.it/3XFlaKh

[myacghome]

[sukinapan]