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#but this scenario is more difficult than it seems
polarbearguoba · 2 days
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PROMISCUOUS BOY
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prompt: your next-door neighbour keeps bringing hookups one night after other disturbing your precious sleep. exhausted, you decide to write a letter venting all your frustrations — not expecting that in the middle of all this it would reach it recipient.
pairing: blade, jing yuan x fem! reader
cw: scenario format, modern au, slightly ooc to fit the plot, suggestive themes, mentions of sex, flirt, not beta-read
reblogs and comments are appreciated ♡
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Dear apt 502’ neighbour, I understand that starting a letter with "dear" may sound a bit old-fashioned and ridiculous when I don't even know you, but I hope you take in consideration my romantic spirit as a passionate literature student and will overlook this fact. That said, the reason why we’ve never met is mainly based on the times when I leave and get home. You see, I'm in my last year of a master's degree and the university has been charging all my time and dedication, so I barely have time to take care of myself other than to fall into bed and sleep. But lately, in the late hours of the night, I’ve had my rest interrupted at the only moment when my mind should find peace. And I swear, I've tried to use all possible methods to prevent the noise from affecting me but it has been increasingly difficult. Far be it for me to look for trouble because of someone else sex' life, no. I'd rather say good for you instead. But would it be nice of you to fuck your bitches without breaking my wall in the process? I can deal with their horrible moans, but definitely not with my damaged apartment. Be that as it may, I wish you the best intentions. Your apt 503’ neighbour
Blade
Oh, how you hated your neighbour. You hated him so much.
There were few people who achieved such a feat since you were the most patient and easygoing person to ever exist. Not even your Languages ​​and Cultures II’ partner who was extremely irresponsible or your idiot ex-boyfriend who still didn't seem to understand the meaning of the word break-up were able to get out of you a feeling as negative as hate. But, well, for everything in this life there was a first time, and your not-so-dear-neighbour was getting the upper hand.
When you wrote the letter on one of the dozens of nights in which his nocturnal activities seemed to be more important than other people's rest, you didn't expect a few days later for it to disappear from your desk where it belonged, much less for your friendly doorman to confirm your worst nightmare: all the mail for the week had already been sent.
What was supposed to be a joke turned into more days and nights of stress and you even considered writing him a second letter explaining that it was all just a misunderstanding and that the cracks in your wall weren't that important after all. However, when a week passed and your next-door neighbour's sexual activities began to last until the next morning, you understood that he was deliberately mocking you and, consequently, declaring war.
Now take a good look. You were a person known for your poise and calmness in overcoming challenges despite so much pressure, so it was expected that it’d be no different this time. Except it was. Because not even the calm and composure that the gods gave you could help you ignore the terrible moans in the next room, and the investment you put into that apartment was too high to let it go unnoticed.
And so, at 7:05 am on a Sunday morning, you found yourself in front of apartment 502' door knocking continuously on it as you waited not so patiently the willingness of your neighbour to finish his fuck and attend you. How a person managed to have so much sex drive was beyond your understanding, but perhaps this was due to the fact that your neighbour was an old and lonely man who must have found pleasure in the company of women only at night. Yes, that was a plausible reason.
In the end, you spent at least five minutes abusing the door’s wood without stopping. And just as you prepared to knock once more, it suddenly opened and the man who had tormented you all your nights had finally revealed himself.
Your impressions: Well, old he certainly was. Lonely? Hard to say. Now, unfairly hot and attractive? Unexpectedly yes.
When you came to your senses, you and the half-naked man spent a long time staring at each other in silence, absorbing each other's characteristics. You were clearly affected by his beauty and he was clearly irritated by your presence.
"Are you going to stare at me all the way, or are you going to say what you want?"
You blinked once, twice, three times until his words hit you, making you visibly red with embarrassment. How rude!
"First, good morning to you too," you said venomously, "Second, didn’t you read the letter, no? What part of not breaking the wall didn’t you get?"
The man seemed to take your words into consideration for a few seconds before a sneer appeared on his lips and his eyes narrowed in amusement. He leans against the doorframe and crosses his arms over his bare, scarred chest, making him more attractive than he already was.
"I don't see how this is up to you alone. After all, the wall is as much yours as it’s mine," he says and you open your mouth in shock.
"Excuse me? How can I not when it’s my side that is being damaged the most!"
"Then you better start looking for a bricklayer."
Gods, this man was impossible! You already knew that you hated him for a very insignificant reason, but now you were sure that he was more detestable than he let on. And the fact that he counts your arguments with that purposeful blank expression infuriated you even more.
"Unbelievable. Not only can't I keep my apartment intact, but I also have to spend sleepless nights because of the noise too."
"If the noise bothers you so much you can always come and join in," your neighbour offers with a small smirk, but the devilish glow that radiated from his crimson iris didn’t hide the true meaning behind his words.
Too embarrassed and disconcerted to continue the argument with the man, you angrily return to your house, slamming the door aggressively and containing the scream of frustration that bubbled in your chest.
Yingxing in turn couldn't help but think that you had a nice ass, and that annoy you was even better than he thought.
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Jing Yuan
Two whole days looking for the letter all over your apartment took you to the most advanced stage of despair. Even though you had already ransacked your living room from floor to ceiling more times you could remember, messing up your kitchen and bedroom in the process, you still hadn't found a single trace of the piece of paper. And even though a part of you already knew that there was a high chance that the letter had been mixed in with the other correspondences and had been forwarded to its intended recipient, you'd rather have a hole in the ground swallow you than consider the only plausible option.
Even so, now here you found yourself: in front of the apartment 502’ door with a courage and pride that wasn't yours, sweat running down your spine and the dread of finally coming face to face with the man who not only ruined your last nights sleep, but who could very well ruin your social life too. God, just thinking that he could be a troublemaker and report you to the police, tarnishing your criminal record and your reputation as a good neighbor made you sick to your stomach.
But there was no other alternative. You had to make sure he hadn't opened the letter, or, in the worst case, consider not bringing this humiliation to the public.
So, minutes after knocking on the door, you were finally greeted by the resident of apartment 502 who, for much your surprise (or much delight) was wearing nothing but a bath towel with the steam's traces still emanating from his pale, wet skin. It suddenly became very clear to you why all those dozens of women made sure to scream “Oh, Jing Yuan!” every time they reached an orgasm.
"May I help you?"
Yeah. Fucking kill me, you wanted to answer.
The words you had practiced so much seemed to have escaped your brain and a familiar heat burned your cheeks. The embarrassment was huge, but you had already come this far and there was no going back. You only wished your neighbour wasn't this attractive, though.
"Hi. Good evening, sir. I’m your nextdoor neighbour and I wanted to know if by any chance you received a letter signed in my name", you stuttered so fast that you feared you’d have to repeat the sentence all over again since Jing Yuan didn’t seem to express any reaction for a few seconds. 
As the realization hit him, though, a faint gleam of amusement crossed his golden irises and mortification hit you like a bolt of lightning.
Oh shit. He had read the letter.
"Just a moment, ma'am", Jing Yuan said with a playful smile on his lips and entered his apartment for a few seconds, returning shortly afterwards with the well-known envelope in hand.
He held out the letter and you trembled as you finally picked it.
"I can tell that this was not a letter intended to be sent, right?"
"No, it wasn't. And I'm so sorry for causing you so much trouble! God, what a humiliation! Now would be a great time to die", you pleaded into the void and your handsome neighbour laughed in response.
"It’s alright. You know, it's the first time I've received a letter from such a beautiful lady, although the content was definitely not what I expected", he said contemplatively crossing his huge arms on his huge chest. You looked away feeling more embarrassed, "Nevertheless, I also apologize for my lack of attention. I’ll be more considerate from now on."
If only it could get any worse. Here he was apologizing for having a healthy sex life when you should probably be doing the same. Having sex not apologizing, of course. 
Fearing that if you said anything else your words would come out more clumsy than the erratic beating of your heart, you forced a smile to your neighbour who was now looking at you intensely in slight amusement. And realizing that if you stared back at the man for too long your role as a fool would only get worse, you came up with a quick excuse to escape from there and back to your apartment. Maybe your next letter would be a goodbye to the world because you refuse to leave your home from now on.
"Thank you for your attention and again I apologize for the confusion, Mr. Jing Yuan. It was great meeting you, really, but I need to go so have a good night and don’t mind me anymore," you bow quickly and respectfully as your face burned in red, and stumble on wobbly legs back to your door.
However, before you could enter your house due to fumbling with the wrong keys for the lock, Jing Yuan let out a light laugh and replied: “It was my pleasure to meet you, Miss Neighbour. Although, I must say that I would like to keep hearing more from you from now. This time, in person, of course."
Needless to say you entered your apartment at lightning speed vowing never to exit it again, leaving behind a very good-humored Jing Yuan.
How delightful to know that you already knew his name before he even needed to introduce himself, huh.
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arandomaquarius · 1 day
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Herro! So I saw your post for a request with TFP Soundwave and really liked it so I thought I’d make one of my own! How would Soundwave react to a new Decepticon recruit, more specifically a Predacon femme who is assigned as his assistant? Bonus cookies if she is found one day playing with Laserbeak and makes energon candy for the minicon.
ooh! Love this idea! Sorry it took so long, again, I had a concussion when this request came in😓
Soundwave x Predacon Femme
Warnings: none! Except a bit of injury, but I didn’t make it super graphic :>
Type: Romantic, bullet pointed scenario
a/n: you never specified what kind of Predacon so I based her off a hippogriff
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•You were an unexpected surprise. You were very tall (as are all Predacons) and quite intimidating at first glance. However, you were quite docile. More so than Predaking.
•Seeing this, Megatron assigned you as Soundwave’s assistant, as the TIC has a lot to do and not enough time to do it. You took care of the more basic tasks given to Soundwave, as they doubted your intelligence.
•At first, Soundwave thought you were a nuisance. Just another bot he had to babysit. But you were determined to prove him wrong.
•You did your tasks with efficiency and pride, and you seemed to be looking for some sort of approval from the silent mech.
•He was impressed with how loyal and efficient you were and starting trusting you with more difficult tasks.
•One of those tasks happened to be a field-involved job
•It went well for the most part— it was recon, so nothing terribly difficult. But per usual, everything went wrong when the Autobots showed up.
•You weren’t sure how they knew to come to this exact place, but there they were, the ever growing thorn in the Decepticons’ side.
•The Wreckers targeted you specifically— you transformed and fought well, despite not being out in the field often. It was only two of the three Wreckers, so that helped.
•Unfortunately, Bulkhead had grabbed you by the tail while Wheeljack went for the cavern you were sent to search for potential energon
•You threw the green bot off and dashed towards Wheeljack. You head butted him away from the entrance and were about to crush his frame when he stabbed you in the vulnerable underside of your armor.
•You shrieked, scrambling off of the Wrecker and spewing fire at the retreating form. You looked down and saw that the sword was still embedded in your underside. Looking up, you saw that reinforcements were joining the two Autobots now.
•Nervously, you flew off to return to the Nemesis. You found it without needing to comm Soundwave, and for that, you were proud.
•That small feeling of pride vanished when you saw Megatron, Shockwave, Predaking, Starscream and Soundwave all on the flight deck. You landed with grace (thankfully)
•A small bit of energon dripped onto the flight deck when you land. Megatron is looking at you in shock and Predaking seems concerned about the sword sticking out of your underbelly. You look at Soundwave as you try to transform into your root mode.
•The sword prohibits you from doing so, as a pain-filled screech leaves your vocalizer. You take a step toward the silent mech. He is not looking at you. He is studying the sword embedded in your protoform.
•You are forced to lie down so that Shockwave can remove the sword. Soundwave is standing nearby, watching Shockwave’s actions intently.
•The sword is removed and the wound is welded shut by Knock Out. Shockwave tells Megatron that you won’t be ready for field work for a few cycles.
•After a few hours you’re able to transform without reopening your wound. This is when you give your report to Megatron and Soundwave.
•Megatron orders you to ‘take it easy’ by staying in your and Predaking’s quarters. Soundwave gives you a datapad with small tasks to do while your on bedrest.
•It’s a few cycles later and Soundwave is looking for Laserbeak. The minicon was allowed free time, but he had been gone for a while and hasn’t checked in with Soundwave. It was concerning
•He had checked all the cameras and couldn’t see the minicon anywhere so far. It wasn’t until he checked the cameras on the flight deck that he saw him.
•You were there with Laserbeak in your alt mode, indulging in the minicon’s playful dives with small (harmless) swipes of your servos.
•The two of you were somehow communicating through trills and chirps. Laserbeak seemed to be enjoying your company
•When you revealed a stash of energon candies and offered one to the minicon, Soundwave felt something stir in his spark.
•That was when he knew you were the one. You were sharing something rare with his minicon, one many assumed was just a drone like the Vehicons/Eradicons and therefore unintelligent, and treating Laserbeak as an equal. Maybe the Predacons aren’t what Starscream thinks they are…
•From then on, you saw a change in Soundwave’s actions towards you. It wasn’t much, but it was a change. He trusted you, and everyone could tell. No one commented on it except Starscream but he was ignored
(ran out of ideas, sorry)
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starsurface · 2 days
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Hai! Hcs for MK1 Baraka with baby regressor? :3 TY!-✨
Hi!! Of course!! There's a lot of things in my other CG Baraka post that are related to babyspace regressor, but these ones are more focused on those. :D
WARNING: Assusion to lost of family, and effects of Tarkat
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<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
CG Baraka w/ Babyspace Regressor Hcs
🦴 Oh my goodness baby regressors would have such a soft spot for his heart!!! 🥺
🦴 If we ignore canon again, he’s much more of a cuddle bug with a baby regressor than with bigger regressors
🦴 Not that he isn’t affectionate with bigger regressors!! He’s very . . . VERY cuddly with all regressors
🦴 But baby regressors are usually somewhat dependent, and clingy, so why not give them as much attention as they want?
🦴 (^ Again, he’ll do this with ALL regressors!!!)
🦴 But his affection is still limited, even if we ignore that Tarkat is spread by being around it
🦴 He doesn’t have lips, so unfortunally he can’t kiss your forehead :(
🦴 But he can nuzzle your cheek! Or do forehead touches!! :D
🦴 And his arms, and body, are really spikey, so he has to be careful hugging/cuddling you
🦴 But he can wrap you in a soft blankie so he can coddle you!!
🦴 He’s very good wth nonverbal babies!! It takes some time, but he’s getting it down well
🦴 Ugh, babbles :(
🦴 Seriously, he loves babbles, they’re so cute!! And make him very happy that your comfy enough with him to do so
🦴 It’s been a long, long time since he was a Father, so if you need padding, he knows some tricks, but finds it a bit difficult
🦴 But he also knows that his arms are spiky, and he’s terrified about hurting you
🦴 Takardans aren’t in the living scenario, so regressing at your place might be the best scenario
🦴 ^ But his personal hut isn’t the worst either!! And he’ll dedicate an entire area for your regression!!
🦴 Takart is still getting accepted, but that doesn’t mean he won’t try to get you stuff!! Like new bottles, or blankies, or stuffies!! Whatever he can get his hands on!
🦴 I think he’d know how to sew, having to help fix others clothes and such, and would make you a stuffie :3
🦴 He’s very gentle if you regress at camp, as are the other Takartans
🦴 You do stay right next to Papa though, no leaving his side, he’ll just give you a piggy back ride for the entire day if you’d like
🦴 If your a naughty baby, he really doesn’t like punishing you
🦴 If it’s an accident, he’ll redirect you
🦴 But if it’s on purpose, his (accidental) scary voice will put you in place, but he also thinks your too small to be put into a full timeout
🦴 You know what the best soft food to give baby regressors?
🦴 Cake 🎂 (seriously CGs, y’all should give it to them, it’ll make all problems disappear 👀)
🦴 (^ A hint to his MK11 Friendship) but also cake isn’t something often around the Takartan camp, so being able to give it to his baby makes him really happy because he’s giving you a very nice treat <3
🦴 Back onto his voice for a second, it might be a little scary at times, but he’ll try his hardest to soften it, especially if your a more senstive regressor
🦴 But if your a regressor that likes scary things, he’ll try to be more normal, but he’s still cacious of scaring you
🦴 Very protective of you, especially as a baby regressor
🦴 He can’t have you hurt, not at all, he won’t be able to forgive himself if you got hurt
🦴 I think he’d really enjoy rattles
🦴 Whether he rattles it above you, or you rattle it in his face, or just playing with it, he really adores it
🦴 It’s so cute! And your so cute with it!! <3
🦴 Also there’s so many to choose from! :O
🦴 He might not be able to get you a custom paci, but a fun little activity would be getting some small gems or such and decorating it together!!
🦴 You on Papa’s lap, picking out what to put where, him glueing it on 🥺
🦴 He adores his baby, and he’s very happy to be your CG <3
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Baraka seems really cool, I'm glad he got turned into a good person. I never liked the whole way Takartans were treated in Mortal Kombat :\
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tinysimmer · 2 years
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Finding Love After a Breakup (Verona version)
A few days ago I created my own version of Romeo and Juliet (and Mercutio) from Veronaville cuz I think time has passed and maybe they are not so in love anymore (or maybe their families had another fight and that affected them idk..) I don’t want to start another gameplay but they look so cute..
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