#virtual showdown

[jadeannbyrne]

Digital Showdown: Jade Ann Byrne The Jadettes’ Legendary World First Standoff in Call of Duty Warzone

[avakkins-alter]

Raora simply touches Mococo's tail | ven

[pokemonblack3white3]

Au where the scarlet/violet main games and DLCs take place during quarantine. Discuss

[digitalxd0ll]

rage.

[lushenzener]

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH EVO'S SO SOON

Streams this week is all fighting games again I SWEAR I DO OTHER THINGS WHEN IT ISN'T EVO SEASON

Streams: Twitch YouTube

[wallpapersmonster]

Digital Duel: The Ultimate Battle Awaits! 🎮🔥

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Imagine the thrill of strategizing with your teammates, dodging digital bullets, and unleashing your skills in a vibrant arena filled with neon lights and stunning visuals. Who will rise to the top and claim victory? 🏆

This artwork is not just a feast for the eyes; it’s an invitation to immerse yourself in the gaming universe we all love. Whether you’re a casual player or a competitive gamer, this wallpaper will inspire you to gear up and jump into your next gaming session with style! 🎉

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Let the battles begin! 💥

[chocostrwberry]

Just wondering, but do any relatives of Marinette remember her after her whole sacrifice?

Like they weren't watching the news at the time/were asleep when her & lila's final showdown occured, would they still remember her or is she like madoka & all memories of Marinette dupan chang got erased?

YKNOW FUNNY THING-

THEY WILL.

I haven’t really talked about this, but i suppose this ask is the place to do it.

Take Gina. She could have been out travelling when it happened. I have POSSIBLE scenarios for this:

Her miracle cure erases all evidence of her existence while it rebuilds Paris. Gina and other relatives would still remember her, but they’ll end up looking crazy and be VERY confused.

OR

The city ends up mourning this sort of “Jane Doe” and sets up a mini memorial for her to honor Ladybug’s sacrifice and commemorate the day.

Maybe a combination of both?

But I think Gina would be the one to tell Tom and Sabine that they did have a daughter, and connect that maybe what happened with the SentiQueen and Ladybug had something to do with the fact they can’t remember her.

In the end, even though they have virtually no recollection of her existing in their lives, Gina and other relative’s testimony (and evidence of Marinette’s life via her design social media account, her room, etc.) would kind of cause them to realize something isn’t right.

I think it’s like, the missing memory of having a child would be hard for them to deal with. Tom and Sabine have stories from relatives and family friends and baby pictures/family photos they don’t remember taking. Her family wouldn’t even know what happened to her too, so Marinette’s parents have to live with the fact that they lost the daughter they never knew they had.

Alya and Nino might have pieces of her scattered around, but they wouldn’t be able to connect it to Marinette. Adrien would have that feeling of losing someone close to him, maybe forever? But then he’d not know the reason why.

[tamapalace]

Tamagotchi x Roblox Collaboration

The world of Tamagotchi is coming to Roblox! Roblox is a mobile application that is a virtual universe where you can create and share experiences with friends. With this collaboration you can roll for random Tamagotchi devices from different generations in Tamagotchi party) including some fan favorites and the latest Tamagotchi Paradise), and take them with you as you explore the Tamagotchi world.

The world is themed around Land, Water, and Sky fields, based on the new Tamagotchi Paradise! You’ll even get to meet some familiar Tamagotchi characters at the Tamagotchi Party too!

You can play party game with Tamagotchi and your Tamagotchi will turn into one of the Tamagotchi characters and play all kinds of mini games. These games including:

Tama Pancake Jump:

Hot Tama Egg:

Splash Showdown:

New content will be added to the Tamagotchi Party which will officially open on May 27th, 2025!

[pillowbugs]

idea: submas au(?) where pre-battle subway, both of them were already somewhat known on the internet, but for different reasons. maybe not super famous, but definitely notable in their various circles.

let's say emmet has a blog / vlog (iamemmet) where he and a couple friends (elesa, burgh, etc) just mess around and battle and stuff (think online / showdown battle videos on yt except they're actually irl). he does talk about trains sometimes, and is visibly excited whenever he does, but most of his fans are there to watch him battle more than anything.

meanwhile, ingo runs a train blog (Conductor I) where he posts long and detailed writeups of virtually anything to do with trains. he is known to be quite passionate, and has gotten into various extremely heated arguments with other railfans on internet forums over the merits of certain trains and railfan etiquette. maybe he collabs with other blogs covering other topics run by his friends (e.g. trains vs planes annual debate feat. highflyinggirl (skyla), starlight express review feat. spectralscribe (shauntal), etc). overall, though, he's fairly guarded regarding his personal life, and most of what people know about him, excluding his train-related opinions, is from whenever he collabs with other people.

they have collaborated with each other before, so people absolutely know they're twins. there is a running joke about how emmet's fans might actually know more about ingo than his own fans, simply because emmet is much more open with his personal life and inevitably that includes a lot of stuff involving his brother.

so one day, they both announce that they're taking an indefinite hiatus from their blogs because of a project. after almost a year of speculation - oh, look, there's a new battle facility in unova! wait, these guys look familiar... and it does happen to be a facility integrated into the subway...

so of course, their existing fans congratulate both of them on their new positions, everyone's celebrating. both of them do return to posting on their blogs after things have settled a bit more (albeit less frequently than before the hiatus, because they have a job now). however, with their newfound mainstream fame, comes a gigantic new wave of fans from the battle subway.

and this is where things get incredibly messy within the fandom. maybe less so on emmet's end - he's quite open on his blog about being a subway boss, and vice versa, and he acts more or less the same way on both accounts, so within his fanbase, the question is just "when did you find him?" because he's been the same throughout. he is emmet. that's it. though, there is of course still a bit of fan elitism from those who found him before the subway and know all the "deep lore" about him.

ingo's fanbase, however, is an absolute bloodbath. there are actual factions. the two most notorious are the subway-onlies, the ones who are most likely to be called fake fans by the rest because they're only interested in his persona as a subway boss; and the conductor purists, who only enjoy his blog and forum presence but not his irl job, and think he has gone downhill after achieving mainstream success. in fact, many of the subway-onlies don't even realise ingo has a 'personal' blog, or any social media presence besides his official account as a subway boss, while the most diehard conductor purists have disavowed the battle subway because in their minds, it's taking attention away from the blog.

a big reason for the divide is that ingo gives a very different image on his blog and as a subway boss; a passionate, friendly railfan who can be quite verbose especially in roasting people online, versus the professional, polite facility head with a serious demeanour. many fans who found him through the subway are surprised at the content of his blog, even if most of them also love seeing this side of him. a certain subset of the fandom is very insistent that the blog shows his 'real' personality, while his being a subway boss is entirely an act.

in short, big fanbase = problems. many people looking in are genuinely terrified and confused as to whatever the hell is going on in there. there is Drama. get the popcorn.

[xomakara]

Game On, Love

(re-posting from my old account seulrinnie-rinrin/xomakara-secondary)

SUMMARY | Yunho's a gamer and so are you. In fact, you're both so good at it, you reach top rankings in international competitions, and that's how you notice each other. But romance is more than a game—or is it?

PAIRING | Yunho x Reader

GENRE/CONTENT/WARNINGS | gamer!Yunho, gamerl!Reader, smut (with some plot), literally just pure unadulterated filthy smut, consensual sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up y'all), fingering, dirty talk, pet names (little one, etc), praise kink

RATING | Mature, Explicit, 18+, NSFW, MDNI

LENGTH | 4.642 words

TAGLIST |  --

NETWORKS |  @cromernet (reuploaded so only tagging nets that haven't reblogged it yet)

AUTHOR’S NOTE | Hi, hello~ 👋 thanks @yessa-vie and @yourlocaljonghoe for beta reading this (and loving it 💚). Love you much and I hope you all like it! Comment, like, reblog, anything would be greatly appreciated~

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As the weekend sun streams through your window, you wake up with a sense of warmth and anticipation. Today marks the beginning of the international gaming competition you've been eagerly preparing for. Feeling a surge of adrenaline, you get out of bed and head to the kitchen to brew your morning coffee. The rich aroma of the brewing coffee fills the air, wrapping you in a sense of comfort and steadying your nerves as you take your first sip.

You've got your coffee in hand as you sit at your computer desk. The soft padding of your gaming chair provides comfort as you boot up your system. As you log into the tournament, you feel your heart rate quicken as the reality of the competition sinks in. Players from every corner of the globe gather in this virtual arena, all eager to showcase their talent and claim the top prize. But you're confident. You've dedicated yourself to this, honing your skills daily, and now it's time to let your talent shine.

The early rounds pass in a blur of concentration and precision. You move through them with ease, your strategies paying off as you adapt to the playstyle of each new opponent. As you progress, a name starts to stand out: Yunho. He's a fellow competitor from your region, and you can't help but notice his impressive performance. Curious, you decide to observe one of his matches.

Yunho, with his striking appearance and intense focus on the camera, effortlessly defeats his opponents with his skill. Although his confidence may come across as arrogant, it's this very quality that captivates you. His movements are smooth and captivating, drawing you in. Before you realize it, you find yourself seeking out his matches, eager to witness more of his undeniable talent.

As you advance in the tournament, the online community buzzes with speculation about a potential showdown and the rivalry between you and Yunho. Little do they know that your interest in Yunho goes beyond his gaming skills.

Intrigued, you decide to do some digging. You learn that Yunho is a force to be reckoned with. With his dark hair and piercing dark eyes, he exudes an air of mystery. Blessed with height and a toned build, he certainly stands out. There's an intensity to him, a fiery focus that translates into lightning-fast reflexes, and a strategic mind that predicts his opponents' every move. But it's the contrast between his confident gaming persona and his unknown real-life self that fascinates you the most.

Then, finally, your paths collide. It's the semi-final round, and the anticipation is palpable. You and Yunho are pitted against each other in a best-of-three series, and the winner will secure a spot in the grand finals.

In the first game, the tension is high as you both adapt to each other's strategies. Your persistence pays off as you ultimately clinch the first game, taking the lead. During the break before the second game, you feel a sense of respect for your opponent and look forward to continuing the competition.

"Great game," Yunho types in the chat, his avatar giving a casual nod. "Let's see if you can keep up that level of play."

There's a hint of teasing in his words, challenging you to rise to the occasion once more.

You stretch your arms over your head, fingers laced, feeling the satisfying pop of your spine as you reply, "Just enjoying the warm-up. I'm ready for more."

You emphasize the last word, knowing full well that this friendly rivalry is sparking something special.

"Good. Let's get back in the game," he says, his avatar nodding once more before returning to his seat.

The match resumes, and the two of you continue your battle for dominance. Yunho brings his A-game, demonstrating why he's earned his place among the tournament's elite. He evens the series, claiming the second game as his own and setting the stage for an epic conclusion. As the third game loads, you take a moment to gather yourself. This is it—the moment that could decide your fate in this tournament. You steel your resolve, determined to leave it all on the digital battlefield. The game becomes a fierce battle of wits and endurance, with both of you refusing to yield. The match stretches into overtime, each of you landing blows, but neither willing to concede defeat.

At some point, your motivation changes. It's no longer just about winning; it's about impressing this mysterious opponent who has gained your attention and respect. You want to show Yunho that you are a formidable presence both in and out of the game.

And impress him, you do. In a stunning upset, you manage to eke out the victory, claiming the third game and the series.

"Congratulations," Yunho types. "I guess I'll see you in the finals."

He's not bitter or angry, and the sincerity of his message warms your heart.

"Thanks, and yes, you will. See you there." You return his message with a smile.

Elation courses through you, but there's a hint of disappointment as your encounters with Yunho come to an end. Throughout the semifinals, you've become accustomed to the thrilling rivalry and the unspoken connection you shared.

As you advance to the final round, your thoughts drift back to Yunho. He was a formidable opponent, one who challenged and inspired you, and you can't help but feel the absence of his presence. Perhaps if you meet him again...

Your daydream about a possible encounter is interrupted by the buzz of your phone. Glancing at the screen, you see a notification from the tournament. It's an invitation from Yunho for a private voice call. You accept, feeling excited and curious about why he's reaching out. The call connects, and a deep voice comes through the speakers.

"Hello, stranger," his voice was smooth and playful. The sound sent a shiver down your spine. "Congratulations on making it to the finals."

"Thanks," you replied, hoping he couldn't hear the tremor in your voice. "I'm surprised you reached out. Aren't you afraid of the competition getting into your head?" You teased, unable to resist poking fun at him.

He chuckles with a deep, melodious sound that causes your heart to flutter. "I'm up for a little friendly competition," he says.

You pause for a moment, carefully weighing your next words. "Well, maybe we can spar off-camera then," you suggest, hoping he picks up on the hint of flirtation in your tone.

"I'd like that," he said sincerely. The promise of an intimate encounter sent a rush of heat through you. You made plans to meet up after the final match, feeling anticipation building at the prospect of getting to know him better.

As the conversation comes to a natural end and the call disconnects, you can't help but smile. Yunho has captured your attention, and you can't wait to see where things go.

The grand finals are a whirlwind of cutthroat competition and tactical maneuvers. Driven by your ambition to secure the top spot, you bring your absolute best to every match. It's a battle for the ages, and in the end, your determination pays off. You're crowned the champion, and the elation is almost enough to drown out the bittersweet realization that your encounter with Yunho has come to an end.

Almost.

But there's a silver lining: you and Yunho have decided to meet in person.

When the day comes, you're feeling very nervous. What will it be like to finally meet the person you've been chatting with? You've seen what they look like on camera. You try to stay calm as you wait, but the suspense is almost unbearable.

Finally, you see him approaching. He is tall and you knew he was handsome because you talked to him virtually. You can't help but notice his long fingers as he adjusts the cuffs of his shirt, the movement revealing a glimpse of his muscled forearms.

"It's a pleasure to meet you in person," he says, his voice as smooth and inviting as you remember. "I knew you were pretty on camera, but you're even more beautiful in person."

"You too." You're thankful for your steady voice, even as your heart races at his proximity.

"I'll be honest, I've thought about you a lot since the tournament," he admits. "I'm glad we finally have a chance to meet."

Your cheeks flush at his admission, and you can't help but reciprocate the sentiment. "Me too," you say, your gaze never leaving his.

The tension between you is electric, and as the conversation flows easily, it's clear there's something special between you.

"Can I take you to dinner?" he asks, his hand reaching for yours, and the touch is enough to send a jolt of desire through you.

"Yes," you say, knowing there's no turning back. You're already committed.

Dinner is a blur of delicious food, intriguing conversation, and a growing sense of intimacy. Yunho's charming, and you can't stop stealing glances at him as you eat. With each moment spent in his company, you feel closer to him, drawn to his magnetic personality and effortless confidence.

"So, tell me more about yourself," Yunho says, leaning forward, his eyes intense. "What do you like? What turns you on?"

"Hmmm..." You took a sip of your drink. "Why do you want to know?"

His lips curve into a sinful grin as he slides an arm along the back of your chair, his body angled toward you. "Call it...curiosity."

You take a sip of your drink, feeling the warmth of his skin radiating through you, and heat pulses in your veins. You've never been so forward, but there's something about Yunho that makes you want to be honest.

"Well," you begin, your voice soft. "I like whispers, gentle touches. But I also enjoy a little roughness. It's a contrast, I guess. I like to feel desired."

A slow, sexy smile spreads across Yunho's face, and he leans closer, his voice lowering to a whisper. "I think I can help you with that. I love a woman who knows what she wants. And I have a feeling you and I are going to have a lot of fun together."

His words send a shiver down your spine, and you feel yourself getting wet. You take a bold step forward, reaching out to trace his strong jawline with your fingertips.

"What about you?" you ask, looking into his dark eyes. "What do you like?"

Yunho looks down at you, a teasing gleam in his gaze. "That's a dangerous question, little one."

You arch a brow, challenging him. "Don't tell me you're afraid."

His lips tilt up into a crooked smile, the dimples in his cheeks flashing. "Hardly," he murmurs, his voice a silky purr.

You feel a spark of delight at his words, and the confidence in his voice ignites a fresh surge of arousal through your body. The air between you crackles, and you let your gaze run down his body, admiring the lean muscles hidden beneath his tailored clothes. He's everything you imagined and more, and you want nothing more than to take him home and explore all his hidden talents.

"All right, little one, challenge accepted," he murmurs. A shiver of excitement races down your spine. "How about we have a game of our own, just the two of us?"

His gaze burns through you, and you can't seem to tear your eyes away from his. The atmosphere is tense with arousal and promise, and all you want is a chance to discover just how good you both might be at playing together.

"You're on," you reply with a sexy smirk. Your body's trembling in anticipation. The raw, sexual attraction is there. Now, it's a question of who's going to initiate it. You'll bet it's going to be him.

The dinner is done and so is the playful flirting. But the night's still young. You want to let the real you play. That is if he's able and willing to rise to the occasion. The arousal pumping through your veins gives you the boldness you need to slide your foot along the taut length of his thigh. And with a smoldering stare, you ask him, "Should we play at my place or yours?"

Yunho responds by laying his card on the table and signaling to the waiter. You're only too happy to pay as the two of you leave the restaurant to continue this little adventure elsewhere. The destination? Well, it doesn't matter. You only care about the journey. And if the sexual tension is this electrifying on the short ride home, then you're eager for what's to come.

The cab seems to take forever to reach Yunho's apartment, but finally, you're stepping inside, the door clicking shut behind you. You waste no time, turning to face him and pressing your body against his. You feel his desire for you, hard and insistent, and it fuels your own need.

His hands are on your waist, pulling you closer, and your lips find him in a hungry kiss. You taste the beer he was drinking earlier, and you moan into his mouth, wanting more. His tongue tangles with yours, and his hands move lower, cupping your ass and lifting you slightly so you can feel just how much he wants you.

You break the kiss, gasping for air. He takes the opportunity to trail kisses along your jaw, down your neck, and onto the sensitive skin of your collarbone. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this," he whispers, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Then don't hold back," you plead, arching your neck to give him better access. "Take what you want."

With a growl, he lifts you, wrapping your legs around his waist as he carries you towards the bedroom. The slight roughness of his actions sends a thrill through you, and you tighten your legs around him, pulling him closer.

He kicks the bedroom door closed with his foot and lays you gently on the bed, his eyes burning with desire as he looks down at you. Slowly, he begins to undress you, kissing and caressing every bit of skin he reveals. He takes his time, teasing you with soft touches and gentle whispers, contrasting it with the rough hunger in his eyes.

You can't take it anymore; you need to feel him. You tug at his shirt, pulling it over his head and running your hands over his toned chest. He leans down to capture your lips again. It sends a wave of desire coursing through you, and you pull him closer, needing to feel his weight on you.

His hands are in your hair, holding you still as he dominates the kiss. He leaves no part of your mouth unclaimed, exploring every inch with his lips and tongue. He pulls back slightly and meets your gaze, his eyes dark and intense. "I want to make you come undone, make you lose yourself in pleasure," he whispers, and you whimper in response.

He leans down, his lips tracing a path across your collarbone to your shoulder. Your hands clench on his biceps, feeling the solid muscle under his skin. His fingers caressed your skin, finding all the secret places that make you gasp. "You're so perfect," he whispers.

Yunho looks down at you as his finger trails down to your navel. The suddenness of his movement causes a gasp. A subtle smirk forms across Yunho's gorgeous face, but then the next moment, you feel his fingers trailing lower and lower as they reach the juncture of your thighs.

"Please..." You let out a groan when his finger is almost hovering over your clit.

You want his mouth on yours; his hands, his body, his breath, his everything. You crave his attention—not only during the daytime but also during the night. But you don't know if he wants the same; if this is just a game for him like all the other tournaments or something more... You know he enjoys the challenges you bring, and you do too.

Your breath stutters. The sensation of his finger resting there is enough to send jolts of pleasure running through you, and yet he hasn't even made proper contact.

"Look how wet you are for me," he whispers, his voice sending another ripple of pleasure through you. "I love hearing the way I affect you, the way you gasp and moan for me."

His finger made contact with you, and your entire body shuddered from the contact.

"Is this what you want?" he asks, his thumb stroking slow, torturous circles around your clit. "Want my fingers inside you, making you come apart for me?" He slips one long digit inside you, and you arch your back at the sensation.

You bite your lip hard. It feels so good, so damn right, but the sensations aren't quite enough to push you over the edge.

"Not enough, am I?" He teases, pumping in and out of you with his finger, and you can't suppress the whimper that escapes.

"More," you plead.

"Beg for it," he says, his gaze never leaving yours.

You open your mouth to retort, and he quickly slips in another finger, plunging deeper inside you and forcing all coherent thoughts from your mind.

"Yes," you groan, shamelessly grinding against his fingers. "Fuck Yunho. Your fingers—god—you know exactly what I want, exactly what I need."

Your words spur him on, he adds a third finger and curls them perfectly, hitting the spot that makes you see stars. God, you knew his fingers were good. Knew that all the hours of playing games would mean he was damn near skilled at playing your body.

But you want more. So. Much. More.

"Please," you gasp, grabbing at his arms, and feeling the hard muscle beneath his smooth skin.

"Begging already? Such a good girl." He leans in close, his lips ghosting over yours as his fingers pump in and out of you with a relentless, steady rhythm that's sending sparks shooting down your spine.

"For someone who won the tournament...it looks like you're losing this game right now. Any last words before I claim my prize?" He taunts, his dark eyes never leaving yours.

Before the tournament, you didn't even know each other, but after many games against each other, and countless interactions after every victory, you learned some things about Yunho and he, too, became interested in you.

"If you want a prize, all you have to do is ask," you say. "I mean you did make it to the semi-finals."

He laughs softly, the sound rumbling through you, his fingers continuing their steady pace, not once relenting the intensity.

"A consolation prize, then," he murmurs, bringing his lips back to brush against the soft shell of your ear. His free hand moves to grasp your hip, holding you firmly in place while he increases the speed of his fingers, his thumb never missing a beat on your clit.

It's too much. You cry out, clutching his shoulders and pulling him closer, desperate to feel him, all of him, against your body.

"Come for me, little one," he commands, his lips finding your neck and sucking on the sensitive skin just below your ear. "Come all over my fingers and show me how much you like losing to me."

His words send you spiraling over the edge. You clench around his fingers, his thumb keeping up a maddening pressure on your clit. Pleasure flows through you, rolling over you in waves and drowning your senses until you're a panting, blissful mess.

Yunho removes his hand and slowly licks your juices off, one finger at a time. Fuck. He's a total show-off, but you can't help watching. After all, he's a gamer in a broad sense; that skill carries to the bedroom.

When he finishes cleaning off his fingers, he leans down and licks your dripping folds. You flinch a little, overly sensitive, but he grips your hips tight and doesn't let you move away.

"So fucking sweet," he says against your slick center, his gaze fixed on your face. You groan, heat rushing to your cheeks. The attention makes you feel vulnerable, and exposed, but also hot as hell.

Your toes dig into the mattress and your back arches. When he drags his tongue up to tease your clit, your hands instinctively reach out to bury your fingers in his hair. Your grip is tight, but he doesn't seem to mind. He presses harder against you, pushing his tongue inside, before swirling around your entrance.

You're a mess. You're close. Again. This man knows what he's doing. He keeps at it with that talented tongue, sucking and nibbling your flesh until you're trembling, right on the edge. "Fuck, Yunho! Please..."

His laugh rumbles deep in his chest, a sensation that echoes throughout your core. His hands trail down your sides, feather-light and teasing, until his palms finally rest on your outer thighs. The weight is comforting, the contact enough to ground you as your pleasure threatens to drag you away.

Yunho pulls back and rests his chin between your thighs. He looks so fucking gorgeous, you don't know whether to strangle him or beg him to stay between your legs forever. You meet his gaze, your lips swollen and red from the kisses and nips he gave you.

"Play with me, Y/N," he murmurs. The playful tone sends sparks flying through your nerves.

"Game start," you whisper, a grin stretching your lips.

"Last chance to walk away," he warns. He doesn't need to threaten. There was no chance you'd give this up. Not now, not after everything you went through.

"Shut up and fuck me, loser." You laugh.

That's all the incentive he needed. Yunho's lips pressed against yours. You could taste yourself on his lips, the musky sweetness making your toes curl and heat pool low in your belly. You pulled away with a laugh, staring at him through glazed eyes.

"Can't say I'm not eager." His laughter was like music. "Now, spread those pretty thighs of yours. Let me see how ready you are for this gamer to win this game. Ain't no way I'm losing to you again."

His words heated your core as he began to grind against your entrance. You groaned at the friction. He felt so goddamn good against you, his hardness dragging against your clit and coating the length of him in your essence. It was getting harder and harder to think, especially with him looking at you with his lust-filled eyes, knowing the effect he was having on you.

"Fuck, you feel good." Yunho closed his eyes, sliding into your pussy without warning. You clenched around him, whimpering as he stretched you perfectly. He let out a sharp groan, rocking his hips slowly against yours. "Always knew we'd be good together like this."

"Didn't think…fuck…that we'd get here," you gasped out, pressing yourself against his thick length and enjoying the way his thrusts rubbed against that spot that made stars explode behind your eyes. "Fuck, you're so big, Yunho. Gonna fucking fill me with that fat cock and claim your prize."

"Going to fucking cream yourself all over me. And then I'm going to pin you down and do it all again." His words made you tighten around him, dragging another groan from his mouth as you squeezed his cock.

Yunho shifted his grip on your hips and moved to pin your hands above your head. "Gonna claim that tight little pussy. Every inch of me is going to be imprinted in your memory. So get ready, my little gamer."

You could barely form the words to retort as he pounded into you. The sounds of your lovemaking filled the room, the two of you working in sync to bring yourselves to the brink of orgasm. You were close, so close to release. Just a few more hard thrusts, and then—

His thrusts slowed down, and the change was nearly enough to drive you crazy. 

"Stop fucking teasing," you whined.

"Game's not done," he answered, nipping at your jaw. "How many rounds are we playing tonight, my little gamer?"

"A lot. Fuck, a lot." The pleasure coursing through you is unlike any gaming session you've had, and you can't get enough.

He fucks like a god, his hips snapping with precision and his mouth on every inch of you he can get his hands on. When he groans out a particularly loud moan, you know he's getting close.

"That's right," he gasps. "Keep on squeezing, little one. Can't wait to feel this perfect cunt wrapped around my cock as you scream my name, soaking the both of us."

"Don't... stop," you breathe. It's just too fucking good. You're writhing and shuddering beneath him, chasing your orgasm and determined to keep going until he's spent.

"Never gonna fucking stop." He grabs your ass and rocks you forward, the motion nudging his length to rub against your g-spot. The pleasure intensifies and it's all you can do not to scream at him to keep fucking you, hard and fast. You claw at his shoulders and clench around him, wanting to milk every last drop of cum out of that huge cock he's buried deep inside you.

It's all the incentive he needs. Yunho moans and kisses your neck, your cheek, your collarbone, and then finally, his mouth is on yours, capturing your tongue and teasing the soft flesh there. His thrusts are quick, forceful, and utterly breathtaking. You don't ever want him to stop.

"God, fuck, Yunho." You bury your face into the crook of his neck, teeth sinking in and scraping at his flesh. He lets out a shuddering groan, his hold on your ass tightening as he pins you to the mattress and continues his brutal assault on your body.

"C'mon, cum all over my cock. Let me feel you," he groans, his teeth pressing into the skin on your neck. "Can you do it, little one? Can you cream that pretty little pussy on my dick?"

You whimper and cling tighter to him. "Fuck... Yunho, I'm—"

He cuts you off before you can finish.

"That's it, Y/N..." he purrs, pressing a kiss to your neck and holding you tighter. "You're gonna be dripping for days after we're finished tonight... and that's only the start. We've got plenty more rounds planned, remember? Make sure to come nice and loud for me, okay?" 

With a loud gasp, you throw your head back and cry his name. "Yunho!"

Your fingers scrabble against his back as he buries his length deep, your entire body wracked with tremors. He moans into your neck and whispers his encouragements as you spasm around his throbbing cock, cum running down the insides of your thighs and soaking the sheets. He doesn't let up, grinding his dick against your cervix and sending aftershocks of pleasure coursing through you as you continue your rapturous embrace. 

As you float down from your post-orgasm haze, you can only repeat one thing, "Yunho..."

He kisses you once more, smiling against your lips and panting slightly. "How does my little champion feel?"

"Like a fucking winner," you tell him. "Is this what first place feels like? 'Cuz shit... I could get used to this."

"Round two's starting soon," Yunho growls, pumping into you again, his cock hard once more. "Think you can take it, little one?"

You hold back a smirk as you pull him down for a long kiss. You don't mind giving in, just this once if you're going to get some mind-blowing rewards. Besides, the first-place spot is yours for the taking, and that includes this sexy gamer, Yunho.

Game on.

[zeke-fanfucs]

OKAY OKAY BIG IDEA AND I LOVE TO SEE SOMEONE DRAW THIS!!!

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“Bastard vs. Zombie: Gamer AU”

HIPSWITCH

• Streamer name: “SwitchShot”

• Content: Western-style and survival games—Red Dead Redemption 2, Hunt: Showdown, Weird West

• Vibe: Cowboy hat-wearing, drawling commentary, always rides off into the sunset (usually after accidentally shooting his horse). Chat loves him for his moral dilemmas and soft rants about the nature of justice in video games. He’s got a loyal following called “The Switchgang” who spam tumbleweed emojis whenever he starts streaming.

• Favorite quote: “There’s a code to every outlaw. Mine just happens to include lootin’ and petting dogs.”

MAHATMA & ATTILA

• Shared channel: “ScalpelTwins”

• Genre: Medical horror, grotesque anatomy puzzle games (Autopsy Simulator, Body of Evidence, Surgeon Simulator 2)

• Setup: Mahatma tries to calmly analyze and explain the medical aspects while Attila—either over his shoulder or forcibly hijacking the stream—insults the game, the devs, the players, and sometimes the viewers. Their fans love the twin dynamic.

• Mahatma is the soft-spoken host who talks about body horror like he’s giving a lecture, sipping tea while removing a virtual lung.

• Attila screams things like, “That’s not where the liver goes, you pretzel-brained fucker!” and throws snacks at the webcam.

• Their fans are either med students or chaos lovers.

ALBUS

• Streamer name: “RagePill”

• Game of choice: Elden Ring, Dark Souls, and the occasional Monster Hunter

• Style: Absolute gremlin. Always makes cursed characters with names like “Hamslice” or “DaddyRuin” and gives them tragic backstories. He beats impossible bosses shirtless and with a fork, then turns around and gives dating advice like “Just parry their emotional distance, bro.”

• Drinks mid-stream. Half the chat doesn’t know if he’s serious. He probably doesn’t either.

• Once got banned for telling a boss, “You fight like my last ex and just as disappointing.”

• People tune in for the unhinged chaos, but stay for the bizarre wisdom hidden beneath.

KARMOR

• Streamer name: “Kamor.exe”

• Genre: Still discovering. Plays chill indie games, occasionally ventures into big-name titles like Stardew Valley, Subnautica, or Outer Wilds.

• Vibe: Soft, awkward, very “just chatting with lo-fi music,” but when he gets scared in horror games, he lets out tiny, startled “eep!” sounds.

• Genuinely unsure why people watch him but is slowly developing a fanbase drawn to his sincerity.

• Occasionally gets raided by Hipswitch or Mahatma, and it sends him into a mild panic every time.

• Known for asking “How do you jump?” far too often.

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FAITH

• Streamer name: “SisterSpatula”

• Content: Cozy cooking streams with soft lighting, relaxing music, and gentle narration—her stream is like digital tea.

• Signature: Every so often, little Kerano pops in with her own “child genius” wisdom like, “If the oven beeps twice, it’s lying,” or “You don’t need a recipe if you have hands and God.”

• Video Games: She occasionally plays Stardew Valley, Spiritfarer, or wholesome indies.

• Special Feature: She’s part of the “Unholy Trinity” game night with Albus and Devlin, where the three of them co-op horror or survival games. Faith is scarily good. The boys begged her to join because they sucked at it and screamed too much.

• Her followers: lovingly called “the Kitchen Choir.”

• Favorite quote: “Just add love… and butter. But mostly butter.”

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KERANO

• Not a streamer, but a recurring star on Faith’s channel

• Known for saying unnervingly wise or cursed things during cooking streams or while Faith plays games.

• Occasionally grabs the controller and wins without knowing what she’s doing.

• Meme status: her saying “Maybe the ghost is just lonely” during a Phasmophobia stream became viral.

• Once beat Albus in Mario Kart and said, “He drives like he does in real life.”

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DEVLIN

• Streamer name: “PatchMeUp”

• Content: Engineering/maker streams—welds, 3D prints, or rigs bizarre contraptions like a flamethrower toaster or a potato-based motion sensor.

• Games: Streams techy survival/horror games like Dead Space, Astroneer, and Five Nights at Freddy’s (which Albus dared him to play).

• Dragged Albus in to test his DIY projects live, such as:

• The “Taser Gauntlet of Encouragement”

• A chair that ejects when you lie

• An automatic snack launcher (still in beta, launched a whole sandwich at his wall)

• Stream Vibe: chaotic genius, tech gremlin energy. Uses words no one understands. Regularly electrocuted.

• Fans: Tech nerds and people who enjoy watching someone almost destroy their own apartment.

• Quote: “This is technically safe. If you ignore the voltage curve.”

[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Sword gays showdown, round 2 of bracket one

Propaganda:

For Izzy:

‼️SPOILERS FOR OFMD S2‼️Izzy is quite literally THE best swordfighter in the whole show and is renowned worldwide for being virtually unbeatable (except for that one time with Stede but that was a fluke and we don’t talk about it). In his debut scene, he slashed Stede’s shirt into scraps in the sluttiest way possible in less than a second, and he didn’t lay a single scratch on his chest. He was shown to be able to extinguish several candles with a swipe of his sword, without knocking a single one over, ON A FRESHLY AMPUTATED LEG! Not to mention that he’s the embodiment of an elderly shelter cat with a dozen different medical issues and a bitchy attitude, but that’s not the point of this tournament! Izzy Hands, this slutty, sad, sopping wet cat of a man, is the best sword gay among sword gays!

He cuts open a dude’s shirt by spelling out his own name in sword flicks. He later “trains” with the sword shirtlessly, surrounded by candles, in front of said dude. 

he's a wet cat 

For Utena:

Butch lesbian sword woman, unbelievably iconic, she deserves to win it all. 

The whole story is about her using her sword abilities to revolutionize the world and fight the patriarchy! And she is in love with Anthy. (Also, FYI, pretty much any character from this is a sword gay)

Her entire deal is that she fights people with swords to protect her girlfriend. Also she's hot

the og sword lesbian

she is literally THE sword gay, her girlfriend is the sheath for the sword

what is gayer than pulling a sword from your bride’s boobs? letting your bride pull a sword from your boobs

She is THE Sword lesbian, her whole show is swordfighting over the Princess. That's the plot, this lesbian has duels over marrying the princess. And their relationship is canon

Sword Lesbian. That’s it. 

MADE ME GAY

[nkgrimmie]

One of my side fic ideas I'm toying with is that Orange accidentally makes Alan into a stick figure during Showdown (instead of bringing the giant cursor back, his powers work on his I'm-about-to-pass-out nonsense desire for Alan himself to be there.) and because I keep seeing these SCP-AU posts, my brain has unhelpfully supplied this nonsense:

What if Orange gets so scared for Alan that he accidentally stick-ifies him, his powers perhaps acting on his desire of desperately wanting Alan to be somewhere safe/safe with them?

Alan's just in the middle of them testing him when all of a sudden his body just collapses like a sack of potatoes, completely unresponsive and virtually brain dead because everything that makes him 'Alan' has just been yoinked right out of him.

Meanwhile, Alan just pops into existence on the computer, and probably proceeds to freak the hell out.

Orange probably isn't even aware that HE did it too, so literally no one would be able to get answers about what happened. Orange and Alan himself are just as confused as everyone else.

Anyway, sorry for this weirdness, just had to get it out of my brain.

(NO ITS OKAY I LOVE WEIRDNESS!! WEIRDNESS IS LIKE MY WHOLE BRAND THAT'S WHO I AM)

[ALSO, that is SUCH a cool fic idea!!! anything with stick!alan is absolutely amazing, especially when his body isn't just gone...]

OKOKOK SO

imagine what would happen when he collapses... they flip him over and check him over and he has a pulse and is breathing but he's completely unresponsive other than reflex movements...

oohhhohohohoh it would he so fucked if it happened while running an experiment that they hadn't done with him before, probably ending in them thinking the test somehow caused it... oh my

okay but imagine if not everything was taken away from his human body... im already planning on doing weird body stuff in this au so why not talk about this?? imagine if most of him was in the stick, but a little bit was still leftover in the human?? just enough to carry out basic human functions, like eating, walking, using the... you know, understand language, etc. but not enough to fully comprehend what's going on. like not where it's like he's brain damaged or anything, just that he's very very very dazed and somewhat unaware and seems distracted all the time, but sometimes he seems more aware, almost to a normal level, but those would be very short... im sorry i absolutely LOVE this sort of stuff. like the kind of "one soul two bodies" stuff where they're not actually separate or anything, it's just one person that's on a spectrum between body 1 and body 2, and is capable of moving around in said spectrum

oo oo oo or imagine if the transfer wasn't but instead was a little more drawn out... with him feeling dazed and tired, unable to think or even feel clearly, before slipping away into the computer completely... that doesn't really have to do with the SCP au i just wanted to say that SKSLJBDJ

thank you so much for the supplied nonsense. you've given me thoughts to distract me from schoolwork

[white-guy-energy-swag]

GREEN NERD SHOWDOWN ROUND 1 BATTLE 4

CHIHIRO FUJISAKI FROM DANGANRONPA VS MARINA IDA FROM SPLATOON

PROPAGANDA

CHIHIRO

she's shy but really good at programming. she's so smart that she found a random laptop and created an artificial intelligence of herself that ends up being really plot relevant. and i love her ofc

Chihiro is very passionate about computers and programming, to the point that in the game they appear, Chihiro designed an AI (Alter Ego) on a laptop that resembled themself after they died, it could maintain complex conversations with other people and learn from them. This even allowed that AI to develop a virtual world called Neo World Program.

One of the cutest little nerds ever. She's a bit shy about her interests, but loves to talk about programming when asked about it. She even makes a little AI of herself called Alter Ego which can impersonate other students.

MARINA IDA

she's really good with tech stuff, likes to build robots and vr worlds etc. often talks pearls ear off about this stuff

She is literally autistism the person and also a octopus and also a lesbian what more do you want from her. she has been stated to go on MULTIPLE HOURS WORTH OF LENGTH info dumps about heavy machinery. she does not know what a social clue is and is in love with her best friend.

she was military strategy general or something at like age six and once held a nine-hour long speech about excavators. also a mechanical genius.

[lonelyroommp3]

I, T (hunger games), W

I - Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why? i literally ragequit the les mis fandom somewhere around 2015 because i got SO sick of the way one particular fanon was becoming so dominant. like i'll be transparent, i'd been hovering around les mis fandom on various platforms (ff.net, livejournal, deviantart, abaissé...) since like 2010 and there's ALWAYS been strong elements of fanon (who here remembers in canon era fics where enjolras and grantaire would exclusively call each other "apollo" and "winecask" looool), e/r and les amis dominating the convo, poor one dimensional characterisation, etc. but it did at least feel as though there was some variation when it came to personal headcanons, character designs, etc

i'm inclined to say the situation has somewhat improved now from my experience watching people create fanart for the les mis shipping showdown, but during the post-movie fandom explosion the fanon creep genuinely got to the point where EVERY fic was the same combinations of pairings, the same tropes, every single character looked exactly the same in everybody's depiction (all fanon, btw, we'd long since moved on from the brief 2013 stage of "[x ami] must look exactly like [west end actor who portrayed him in the movie]), and it frankly made the fandom almost impossible to engage with and enjoy if you didn't follow every single one of those headcanons.

like, say you did not specifically headcanon jean prouvaire as a femme-leaning pansexual nonbinary person with long red hair in a braid with a flower crown who was hooking up with courfeyrac (maybe bahorel or montparnasse at the time, if you were lucky) - i am not joking when i say you would Not be able to find content for that character. like you would be shit out of luck even if your interpretation differed as minorly as "i think jean prouvaire is a femme-leaning pansexual nonbinary person with long black hair in a braid with a flower crown". it was crazy and i could not take any more.

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? this is kind of a headcanon/faceclaim situation that happened in reverse but it's funny so i'll go with it. read the ballad of songbirds and snakes for the first time in 2020, and from the outset i had an extremely strong mental image of what sejanus looked like. fast forward to 2022, i am watching the fia formula 3 championship, some random little rookie gets pole position on debut, they show a picture of him and i'm like wait holy shit. that is sejanus plinth. on this basis alone (well, i guess also the pole on debut impressed me, but i would not have cared as much if not for the sejanus plinth thing), i start backing this driver like my life depends on it, i MEET him the following year, i've got a cap and driver card signed by him, he's in actual formula one now and he's flopping terribly and everybody hates him now because his fanbase is obnoxious but i'm still there watching him qualify p20 like come on sejanus... you can do it. all this to say my ride or die headcanon is that sejanus plinth looks exactly like argentinian racing driver franco colapinto. or, more accurately, argentinian racing driver franco colapinto looks like sejanus plinth because i imagined him first and colapinto spawned into existence two years later

W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom. we need to put an end to big mpreg. i don't care about getting that man pregnant. i don't want to see anyone pregnant, for that matter. in my view any fandom i enter is populated by characters who are all completely sterile. every one of my blorbos has been neutered like a cat. unfortunately i keep joining fandoms with a big mpreg contingent (seriously. why is everyone pregnant in f1 rpf). c'est la vie

[silentauthor96]

Random Xiaolin Showdown Headcanons: Video Games Edition

Kimiko is merciless in 1st-person shooter styles. And she's even more merciless at online trash talk. The first time the gang watches her actually play online (at an internet cafe), Raimundo has to cover Omi's ears after a few minutes.

Raimundo and Kimiko 2-v-2 (or any number, really) are basically unbeatable in all fighting and shooting games. Impeccable teamwork combined with individual skills and actual battle tactics (no that's not cheating Clay. It's using your resources wisely 😝). Their favorite is to play Smash Bros online with the weakest & weirdest character combos and still absolutely wash their opponents.

The other kids thought giving Omi Nintendogs was a good idea... until he tried to stay up playing for 36 hours straight because "he didn't want his new virtual pets to miss him too much".

They've also learned the hard way that Omi gets easily attached to his game avatars, so they no longer let him play any games where his character might "die" (no matter how many extra lives they might have).

Raimundo once pranked Omi by telling him beating pong would be one of the highest video game achievements ever mastered, and would only be possible for someone with exceptional discipline and focus. 12 hours of pong later Master Fung scolded him for allowing Omi to waste so much electricity.

Dojo is a big fan of mobile style cooking/restaurant games like Cooking Mama. It's mostly the aesthetics that drew him in, but he also likes the calm vibes and the feeling of being a homemaker while not actually having to, you know, move around and cook for people. He can get kinda stressed in the restaurant games when customer orders start backing up and the character design start getting angry though.

Clay is unbeatable at Tetris. No one understands why he's so good. (Tetris is universal. Tetris is eternal. Tetris is, most importantly, widely available. Clay first discovered it on his family's NES, and it's just what he always goes back to in arcades or on consoles because it's always an option, so really it's just because he's played a lot of Tetris.)

Raimundo went through a big Pokémon phase. (He's still a big Pokémon fan but he tries to keep it low-key) He prefers the main RPG games, and hopes his siblings still haven't found his secret stash of favorite cards that he hid before he left.

Raimundo loves Civilization but that's a game for nerds so no one's allowed to know. It also runs better on a full desktop, so he hasn't actually been able to play since leaving Brazil. He really misses it. (He always goes for a culture or science win but is not afraid of a military win if someone tries to start something 😤). (okay, one time he did create a set up of a bunch of European countries for a culture and military take over. See how they like being colonized 😏)