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bethanythebogwitch · 8 months

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Since my previous posts on fish Digimon and mermaid (and mermaid-adjacent) Digimon got lived, fuck it, all aquatic Digimon. This will be a series of posts because there are too many for one.

I'm going to start with Digimon with codified evolution lines. For non-fans, know that while Digimon evolve through different stages, its much less linear than in Pokemon. While Pokemon evolution usually goes a to b to c, Digimon evolution can go more like a to y to r back to g then merge with e to become q. That being said, there are some lines that are clearly intended to be the default, often because they featured in the animes where evolution is usually a lot more linear than in the games and virtual pets.

Literally the OG aquatic Digimon is Betamon. It debuted on the first virtual pet alongside series mascot Agumon and yet its never been in the spotlight. I say Betamon deserves to be a major partner Digimon in some anime or game by now. I love this little frog/lizard/ wamp monster/whatever it is. Betamon also has a recolored variant called ModokiBetamon. Using a recolor as a new Digimon was fairly common in the early franchise. I generally prefer variants to have more changed about them than just the color. I also generally don't like x-antibody Digimon. To make a long story short, x-antibody Digimon are variants of existing Digimon that I generally consider to be overdesigned and ugly. Betamon has an x-antibody variant that isn't too bad as far as x-antibodies go, but it's still adding unnecessary elements to a perfectly good design.

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Betamon X

Betamon's main evolution is Seadramon and it's a classic for a reason. This sea serpent is a beast and played a significant role in the first anime as a monster of the week. It can also breathe out a stream of supercold air that freezes its targets. When I think of aquatic Digimon, Seadramon is usually the first to come to mind. It's also notable for having an x-antibody variant that actually looks good.

Seadramon

Seadramon X

Seadramon evoles to MegaSeadramon, which is a great follow-up to Seadramon's design. The red body is nice and striking and that big metal horn can shoot electricity. Come to think of it, both Seadramon and MegaSeadramon were monsters of the week in episodes of Adventure where a partner Digimon unlocked an evolution. Maybe that's the line's specialty, they never take the spotlight but they play support to the heroes. MegaSeadramon has a recolor called WaruSeadramon which is just darker and evil. MegaSeadramon has an x-antibody variant that is so overdesigned I can't help but grudgingly respect it.

MegaSeadramon

MegaSeadramon X

The final evolution in the family is MetalSeadramon which is where the line stepped into the spotlight with MetalSeadramon being a major villain in Digimon Adventure. It was upgraded by the Crack Team (a hacker group that upgrades Digimon into cyborgs for their own nefarious goals) to become incredibly powerful and the fastest of all underwater Digimon. And according to the anime, it can fly. Unlike the others, MetalSeadramon doesn't have an x-antibody variant. Sort of. There is GigaSeadramon, which has the x-antibody and looks exactly like what you'd expect from MetalSeadramon X, but isn't. I dunno why.

MetalSeadramon

GigaSeadramon

The aquatic line most people will be familiar with is the Gomamon line doe to its role in Digimon Adventure. Gomamon is a cute little seal. Specifically, it is a spotted seal, or a gomafu-azarashi. I really like this guy doe to its role in the anime as a laid-back and goofy partner to a compulsive worrywart of a human. Gomamon has an x-antibody variant that's fine, but I still prefer the original.

Gomamon

Gomamon X

Gomamon evolves to Ikkakumon, a big, fluffy walrus with a unicorn horn. It looks like someone that would be great to hug if you can get past the fish breath. Also that horn can open up and shoot out\t a torpedo. Because Digimon.

The next stage is Zudomon, who is now a humanoid walrus who appers to be suffering from hair loss. It's now adept at moving on land and in water. It also uses tools, wearing a giant turtle shell as armor and wielding Thor's hammer (despite what the English dub will tell you)

The final stage is Vikemon, a badass viking walrus complete with the helmet. It leads an army of Zudomon and Ikkakumon and (in another viking reference) will go into a berserk rage in combat. It does lose a lot of the aquatic design elements, but I'd say it works out.

While Vikemon is now the default end of the Gomamon line, for a while in the early days it was Plesiomon instead. I can see why they changed it, as the viking walrus has a much better connection to the rest of the line than a plesiosaur. I honestly thin it works better as an ultimate/perfect or champion/adult level than a mega, but I'm not saying no to a Plesiosaur Digimon. Plesiomon has an x-antibody variant.

Plesiomon

Plesiomon X

What do you get when you combine a cyborg sea serpent and a plesiosaur? Turns out a mechanical submarine dragon. This is Aegisdramon, who was created by the afore-mentioned Crack Team using data from MealSeadramon and Plesiomon. While it was created by malicious hackers, it mostly handles data analysis and will allegedly purify evil. When it does fight, it's an absolute badass who is probably one of the Digital World's ocean's top dogs.

Syakomon was a fairly obscure Digimon until the game Digimon Survive made it a partner and gave it a defined evolution line. Syakomon answers the question of "how do you make a bivalve cute" by giving it a little puppy face. Weirdly enough, Syakomon originally debuted as a ultimate/perfect level before being retconned to be a rookie/child level, which makes more sense. It also has an x-antibody variant that is just atrocious. That's not fanart or concept art down there, that's the quality of the actual official art for it. Bandai paid for that quality.

Syakomon

Syakomon X

Syakomon evolves to Shellmon, which is definitely one of the weirder-looking Digimon; a weird, amorphous pink monster in a turban snail shell. Sound familiar? Yeah, it's pretty similar to Pokemon's Slowbro and Slowking. That's because they're based on the same thing: the sazae-oni, a legendary Japanese sea demon that wears a turban snail shell. Shellmon also has a green recolor called MoriShellmon.

Shellmon evolves to Mermaimon, which I covered in an earlier post. The mega/ultimate level is then MarineAngemon, one of the cutest and friendliest Digimon out there. While most mega/ultimate level Digimon are gigantic combat monsters, MarineAngemon is tiny and very peaceful. It spits heart-shaped bubbles that cause targets to calm down and lose their fighting spirit, meaning it disarms its foes with the power of love. It's based on a sea angel, a type of sea slug popular in Japan.

Another anime-canon line that leads to MarineAngemon comes in the supplemental material for Digimon Tamers. It starts win Penguinmon or Penmon. It's a Digimon penguin, nothing really standout about it, but a solid design. It also has a tropical themed red recolor called Muchomon.

The next stage is Dolphmon or Rukamon. Being a dolphin, it is very intelligent, but its thought processes are completely alien and nobody else really understands it. I think thats an interesting take on dolphin intelligence.

The next evolution is Whamon, a very cool whale digimon. This thing is one of the biggest Digimon out there and so large that only a few computers can fully render it. Absolute unit. and in most appearances, it's been a friendly ally to the heroes. Just an all-around excellent cetacean. In the Tamers universe, Whamon evolves to MarineAngemon, meaning one of the biggest Digimon evolves to one of the smallest. I dig it.

The final default line I'm going to talk about today is the Otamamon line. Otamamon is a half-metamorphosed tadpole that is also a singer. It crawls out onto rocks and practices its singing. While Otamamon prefers col water, it has a warm-water red recolor. It also has an x-antibody variant that is pretty ugly.

Otamamon

Otamamon X

Otamamon evolves to Gekomon, which has an amazing singing voice and a face only a mother could love. They're born from musical data and are some of the greatest musicians in the Digital World but man are they ugly. That tongue gives me the creeps.

Gekomon evolves to ShogunGekomon or TonosamaGekomon, which is where the line ends as they don't have a dedicated mega/ultimate level. It's still really gross to look at and still a great musician that leads choruses of Gekomon. I don't really have much else to say about it.

Now that the dedicated lines are done with (the Jellymon line is in the mermaid post), I'll do more freeform entries in a post coming soon to dashboards near you.

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prince-destinyy · 3 months

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Love and Deepspace

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lullabyes22-blog · 2 years

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You've mentioned points you like about Silco? Is there anything you dislike?

Oh lmao, I have a whole bunch. But that's mostly dislikes on the writing choices - and my own politics and biases coming into play.

They will come into play, of course, because the consumption of art is inherently filtered through one's own biases. It's why I enjoy the series so much, because each take tells me so much about the viewer's own life experiences and worldview (CaitVi is adorable vs CaitVi is faux-woke Copaganda, Silco was a manipulative shit vs Silco is the best dad ever, Jinx blowing up the Council was an act of irredeemable terrorism vs. a reckoning both justifiable and overdue etc.)

But regarding Silco:

One of the factors I feel weakened Silco's character was the lack of coherent plan re: the nation of Zaun. A five-point manifesto etc that would detail what he wants for Zaun as an independent nation - and explain why people like Sevika backed him in the first place.

We get a brief chickenshit version during his parley with Jayce (amnesty, access to the trade routes via the Hex Gates etc). But the very amnesty concept is bulldozed by Jayce's demand for Jinx, and Silco just folds and laments in a way that's completely out of character.

However, I blame that less on the character than on Riot games in general. Anyone familiar with their MO knows they write their revolutionaries as spiteful assholes with no end-goal beyond ~*chaos! mwahaha*~

Silco is no exception to this. They likely also knew that giving him a concrete plan for Zaun's independence would take away from the villain status he's meant to occupy, and make audiences start to question, "Why is this guy actually making sense?"

It happened for a lot of the audience anyway. But much like Magneto in X-Men and Eric Killmonger in Black Panther, the narrative quickly gives him lots of Kick the Dog moments as if to remind us that the guy actually bothering to champion for respect is soooo evol whereas the centrist Papa Wolf type (ilu Vander, but dude…) who is preaching patience and passivity while their people are literally assaulted in the street is squarely in the right.

Of course, we're told the story through Vi's and Powder's perspective, so the man who kidnapped their dad won't win any brownie points. But the centrism-is-good/all-we-need-is-love narrative is deeply on brand for Riot. Heck, even Screen Junkies has called out their 'very fine people on both sides' style of storytelling. As if a Fair Cop with *misfit syndrome* from an immensely privileged background and a bunch of pampered pricks at the top of the social ladder are somehow equal in their level of suffering to a group of outcasts whose literal air and water is poisoned thanks to their indifference.

Jayce is interesting in that he's clearly meant to be middle to upper middle class. He's also the placeholder for many of the engineers and artists within Arcane's production team itself, so his struggles to leave a mark and break through social barriers for the sake of recognition mirror their own.

It's a sweet underdog tale, and compelling in its own right. But then they have Jayce inadvertently serving as the shining innovator foil to Silco's dark opportunist. And that's where the comparison falls flat because a boy from humble beginnings, but still in Piltover's inner-fold, is nowhere near the same as a man whose whole character is typified by poverty, corruption, and ostracism.

It's why Viktor serves as a much better parallel to Jayce (also the whole sciencebros thing is cute.)

Meanwhile, the popularity of CaitVi often tends to automatically exempt Caitlyn from blame, because she's not manipulative or fame-hungry, just ignorant. By the end *Her Eyes Have Been Opened* (and possibly her thighs, but I digress...) However, ignorance is by definition both a privilege and a danger, especially if it's ignorance at the expense of someone else's suffering. I guess in S2 they'll maybe low-key 'punish' her for it with (possible spoiler - Cassandra Kirraman's death), but we'll cross that bridge for her character arc when it happens.

Back to Silco though. Development into his Nation of Zaun dream was sorely lacking beyond wordy abstraction. I get that they wrote him as a 'svengali' type, so verbal thaumaturgy is his shtick. But if they really wanted him to be a 'sorta villain' as opposed to a full-blown one, then nuance re: his lifelong mission would've gone a long way. Ditto for him and Jayce being subtle mirrors re: the heights and depths of innovation, which didn't work, and which made the final parley scene feel kinda trite.

I, of course, welcome counterarguments. Just keep it polite<3

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baiqi · 2 years

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oougghhghg evol x love was so good… for a 12 ep series it was so good. i don’t understand why they brought shaw in for 20 seconds and then never again and i wish we had gotten more black queen in the mirror shit but man. what a fun watch

#mlqc #mr love queen’s choice #baiqi.txt #evol x love

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someawesomeamvs · 1 year

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Song: Everyday

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thedummysdummy · 2 years

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Family Time: Part 1

Despite the girl’s fears of screaming and dramatics, Cleo and Little Vic were exceedingly well behaved both in the airport and while on the plane. It probably helped that their father had obtained the entire first class cabin; the children could play or sleep or whatever caught their tiny little fancies. Victor watched them with softness in his eyes and his wife’s hand clutched tightly in his own. “They look so much like us at that age,” he commented, watching as their older son so patiently listened to his younger sister’s stories and played her imaginary games.

“Like a glimpse into the past,” the girl agreed, resting her head on Victor’s shoulder. “Do you think we would have ended up together and this happy if we hadn’t gone through all of that mess in the past?”

Victor considered the question for a few moments, his eyes never leaving his children. “We would absolutely be part of each others’ lives. If I’ve learned anything with everything we’ve been through, it’s that no matter what happened, we would find each other. No matter the distance or the situation, we would eventually find our way back together.” His voice was resolute and firm without even the faintest trace of unsurety.

The girl smiled and kissed the side of Victor’s neck. “You’re right. But wouldn’t it be nice if we could have been childhood sweethearts who were able to support each other through school and all of the hard things that happened while we were apart?” She glanced up through her long eyelashes at Victor’s profile. His jawline and eyes always seemed so much softer and more approachable from this angle…her heart fluttered and she felt so incredibly lucky.

“As much as I try to make up for the time we missed, every experience we went through formed us into the people we have become. While I have absolutely no doubt we would have ended up in each others’ lives, I have seen enough variations of what that looks like that I would not dare change a single thing. Besides, how could I have focused on building up LFG with a dummy distracting me all the time? We can thank our time apart for the life that we now live.” Victor smiled and tapped the girl’s nose fondly. “But why don’t we stop dwelling on what other realities we might have ended up in and enjoy the fact that we managed to live the best possible one?”

“That we did. Thanks to all your crazy and sometimes frustrating shenanigans.” The girl nuzzled Victor’s chin and closed her eyes with a yawn. Victor shifted slightly to allow the girl to recline in his arms and held her while her breathing evened and slowed, sleep eventually carrying her off. The children, too, eventually settled on a pile of blankets and pillows to fill the air with their tiny snores.

Victor breathed in every moment of this precious family time. While no amount of living in the moment could make up for the thousands of years he spent alone…that was no excuse not to enjoy the time he did have. He fully immersed himself in the rising and falling of his children’s chests. In the sound of Little Vic muttering in his sleep. In the warmth of his wife’s form securely in his arms. In this moment where everything he had pushed so hard to obtain rested so peacefully and safe within his grasp.

He must have drifted off at some point, because the next thing he knew the pilot was announcing their arrival over the PA. The girl and the children rubbed their eyes and yawned as they buckled and were buckled in for the descent. Victor glanced out the window at the California lights below and quickly gathered up their belongings before putting on his own seatbelt. The landing was smooth and soon the four exited the plane. Victor held the four year old Cleo in one arm and his wife’s hand on the other side, while she held Little Vic’s hand. The children looked around curiously, their excited eyes taking in the new scenery.

“Alright, you two. Dad is going to go get the rental car and we’re going to wait right here. No wandering off, okay?” The girl patted a bench outside the rental car booth and Victor handed over the still-sleepy Cleo. She clung to her mother and her eyes began to droop immediately. Little Vic, on the other hand, sat down next to his mom and watched the people going by. Victor returned minutes later with the keys and the little family picked up their luggage, piled into the car, and headed for the hotel.

By the time they arrived, both children were asleep again. Victor left the car at valet and requested for their luggage to be brought up to their room. He scooped up Little Vic, the girl carried Cleo, and within minutes the kids were snuggled up in their bed. The girl looked at all the Disney-themed decor in the room, the palm trees outside the window, and the smile on her husband’s face. “Well, the travel was surprisingly easy. Let’s hope the kids are this good the whole trip, hm?”

Victor chuckled and nodded, sitting down at the desk and pulling out his laptop. “We can only hope. I need to get a little bit of work done before bed, so don’t wait up for me. Try to get some sleep so we don’t have to deal with jetlag tomorrow, okay?” The girl nodded and curled up under the blankets facing her husband. Her eyes lingered on his strong, straight back and she couldn’t help but smile. There was plenty of time the rest of the week to guilt him out of working. Tonight she could just enjoy the gentle tap of the keyboard and the breathing of her children.

#another series #only planning two parts this time #but we'll see how well I stick to that #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc victor #mlqc #love and producer li zeyan #evol x love #love and producer victor #mlqc fanfic #love and producer #mlqc victor fanfic #mr love queen's choice

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skyholders · 3 years

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MLQC Mini Garden Series: Victor

A character-study-headcannon series where I diagnose MLQC characters with plants and a bit of poetry. Part four.

Karma CG by @acrispyapple

Other parts of the series: Lucien / Gavin / Kiro

Strawberry blossoms

"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind." - Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream

It's only fitting of us to mention a sweet blossom for our sweet-tooth(ed) Victor. Strawberry blossoms are a Shakespearean favourite. It symbolises perfect righteousness, as - according to Shakespeare - strawberries taste sweet even if they're traced with poison. No vile things can possibly taint a strawberry.

Because of this, strawberry blossoms also symbolise excellence!

And beyond these meanings, they can also be used to represent the pleasure of love, sensuality, or lust.. well, he is so far the character with the most lustful-looking of karmas, isn't he?

Gladiolus

"The future has several names. For the weak, it is impossible; for the fainthearted, it is unknown; but for the valiant, it is ideal." - Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

Gladiolus' name - befitting of the flower's long and pointed shape - comes from the Latin word gladius, meaning sword. Therefore the meaning of gladiolus flowers are victory, strength of character, pride and honour. They also represent faithfulness and integrity. They can also symbolise remembrance.

A red gladiolus can also be given to tell someone that they have pierced your heart, which I find strangely romantic. And quite frankly, very fitting for someone like Victor.

Red roses

"They sat on a park bench, held hands, and told each other their stories hour after hour. They were not lonely anymore. They had found and been found by their 100% perfect other. What a wonderful thing it is to find and be found by your 100% perfect other. It's a miracle, a cosmic miracle." - Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

It isn't possible to mention Victor without mentioning roses. Having appeared in many of his karmas, character CGs, and official art, the rose is canonically the flower to describe Victor.

Red roses, to be specific. The universal flower of love.

Roses come in plenty of colours, each with very different meanings (E.G: Blue for unattainable dreams, and yellow for friendship, or infidelity).

When it comes to red roses, the number of roses one gifts can convey all sorts of romantic messages:

1 rose: I love you; you are the only one for me.

2 roses: Let us be together, unity.

3 roses: You, me, and our time together.

6 roses: I'm halfway head over heels for you.

10 roses: Perfect love.

12 roses: Be mine.

24 roses: I am yours.

36 roses: I will remember all about us.

40 roses: My love is genuine.

50 roses: My love for you is limitless.

Anything above that: I am horribly rich.

Arbutus flowers

"When two souls, which have sought each other for, however long in the throng, have finally found each other.. a union, firey and pure as they themselves are.. begins on Earth and forever continues in heaven." - Victor Hugo

Arbutus flowers aren't as widely popular as, say, roses or tulips. However, in the places where they're commonly grown, they're known for their healing properties and their fruits are used to make brandy.

Arbutus flowers come in two colours: white and light pink. Both of them bear different meanings. For white arbutus flowers, they symbolise respect, humility, purity and dedication. Light pink arbutus flowers symbolise an everlasting love and an eternal devotion - this pretty much summarises Victor's love, does it not? It reminds me of his quiet affection; his respect and dedication for MC.

Not only so, but these flowers, regardless of colour, symbolise promises kept. What's even more romantic is the fact that sometimes, the arbutus plants' leaves are heart-shaped.

Honeysuckle

"Even where a path ends, there's someone becoming a path. There's someone becoming a spring path, and endlessly walking along." - Jeong Ho Seung, A Spring Path

These sweet and beautiful flowers are treasured in both France and China. Though they have had many different meanings throughout history, today, they are mainly a symbol of happiness. As the vines of a honeysuckle plant are stubborn and hard to be killed, a honeysuckle flower can also symbolise devotion and an everlasting love, or 'the flames of love'.

Interestingly, these flowers can also symbolise affection - namely, a lover's embrace. Therefore they too, symbolise true love and faithfulness.

Honeysuckles are actually a medicinal plant. The flower can be added into herbal medicine as a remedy for coughs and colds (and in some cases, poison), and give you positive feelings of comfort and nostalgia. Like Victor's puddings :)

Plum blossom:

"We were hands, we baled the darkness empty, we found the word that ascended summer: flower."

"Flower - a blindman's word. Your eye and mine: they see - to water." - Paul Celan, Flower

Plum blossoms have been a meaning-filled flower since ancient times. As they are flowers which bloom proudly at the end of winter, they are known as the herald of spring in Japan. A sign of good things the come, of purity, and renewal.

This is especially true in Chinese cultures, where plum blossoms, known as 梅花 (méi huā), are seen painted in paintings, written in poems, and decorated around the house during the Lunar New Year. They represent good luck, prosperity, wealth, health, and virtue. Plum blossoms are also the national flower of China.

As they are one of the few blossoms to bloom between the cusp of winter and spring, they also symbolise perseverance and hope; transitions of life and the values of virtue. In summary, it tells the tale of a long darkness being alit and enveloped with light.

[END]

Couldn't upload this sooner as I was caught up with assignments, but here it is! MC's mini garden is coming next, though it should take a while, given the fact that there's something I have to do for her post.

Hope you're enjoying the series. Stay safe, and have a wonderful Saturday!

- Shio

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lia-jones · 2 years

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Resistance - Evol: Chapter 9 - Garfunkel

He smiled as he watched her sleep, an innocent look on her face, her breath soft and slow, her lips parted. If only he could forget last week existed, as well as all the doctors and the exams and the diagnosis he could watch her without the tightness in his chest, pretend that she had never been sick at all.

The sun already bathed the wooden floor of their room. Victor had left the bed over an hour ago and it was time for her to take her medicine, but she looked so peaceful… Five more minutes wouldn’t hurt, he decided. She could use the rest. He pressed his lips on her forehead and focused on more important matters: Breakfast.

“Good morning.” Owen sat on the kitchen island, adjusting the collar of his shirt.

“Looking sharp, Mr. Lee.” Victor greeted.

“Where’s Mom?”

“Still sleeping.” Victor turned off the stove, placing the breakfast plate on the counter. “Go wake her up.”

He looked at the plated pancakes, pondering the garnishings. Andrea hadn’t been eating well, and she was losing weight, so he decided on a comforting breakfast instead of a healthy one: He would cover them with pecans and warm maple syrup, just like she liked them.

In the distance, he could hear his boy call his mother.

“Mom, stop playing, I know you’re just pretending to be asleep.” The boy giggled, earning a chuckle from Victor as well.

“Mom, I don’t want to play anymore. Open your eyes.”

Victor frowned, focusing on his son’s voice.

“Mom!” The boy screamed. “Mom, wake up!”

Something was wrong. Victor bolted to the room, forgetting about the pancakes. He found his boy crying, shaking his mother’s arm, who seemed to be still asleep.

“She won’t wake up!” Owen sobbed. “Why is she not waking up?”

“Andy.” Victor stroked her curls, his thumb massaging her forehead. “Andy, wake up!” He shook her shoulders. “Andrea!”

“Mom…”

“Go get my phone from the kitchen.” Victor ordered, taking his wife in his arms. “Andrea, can you hear me? Talk to me.”

Her body sagged in his arms, unresponsive. No, this couldn’t be it, it was too soon. She had been diagnosed not even a week ago.

It was happening all too fast. He wasn’t ready.

Anyone in Loveland who didn’t live under a rock knew very well who Victor and Andrea Lee were. The media had named them Loveland’s Power Couple, and they were indeed prominent figures, always present in charity and business events, and even sometimes going on TV to comment on some news regarding the financial market.

But even if you weren’t interested in Economics, the name Lee would still be very familiar: Who didn’t know the fairy tale story of the lonely Loveland’s Most Eligible Bachelor, and how he fell in love with an emigrant that came to the city to rebuild her life after leaving an abusive boyfriend? As discreet as they always tried to be, minimizing his appearances and almost always keeping them work-related, the Lee family was certainly a subject to discuss, as their conquests and heartbreaking stories warmed our hearts.

I have to admit I didn’t know what to expect when I entered that waiting room. Maybe I had gotten used to the glamorous pictures in the magazines of them wearing expensive suits and gowns, or to Victor Lee’s elegant ways, calm and polite but poignant when he spoke on TV. The man I found in the waiting room had nothing to do with the man I was used to seeing in the media.

He was sitting in one of the plastic chairs, shoulders slumped, holding a red-haired child who seemed to be glued to him, arms around his neck and legs around his waist. He held the child and caressed his hair, answering with a soft loving voice as the boy complained and cried. The moment he noticed me approaching he jumped from his chair, still holding the boy, an anxious look in his eyes.

“Mr. Lee?”

“Any news on my wife?”

“She’s still being examined by the doctors.” I spoke calmly, trying to diffuse some of his tension. “In the meantime, the Chief invites you to meet him in the VIP waiting room. He is waiting for you there.”

His brow furrowed, his tired eyes turning into a steely gaze. Obviously, the man was worried about his wife, he didn’t have time to waste on formal handshakes and elbow-rubbing. I was convinced he was about to tear me a new one when he suddenly paused, his expression distant, as if he was considering something, his hand rubbing his son’s back.

“Thank you.” He nodded politely.

We walked in silence to the VIP wing, a quieter wing with fewer rooms, where famous patients could stay far from the prying eyes of the public. The Chief of Hospital was waiting for us with Dr. Mann, in the VIP waiting room.

“I’m Dr. Manuel Collins, the CEO of Loveland’s General Hospital, and this is Dr. Laura Mann, the doctor that is taking care of your wife’s case.”

“How is she?”

“She’s already in her room, she hasn’t…” Dr. Mann hesitated, looking at the boy.

“Would you like me to look after your son for a while so you can discuss things?”

“Owen, would you like to go with…” The CEO frowned at me.

“Molly Garfunkel.” I smiled.

“Would you like to go with Nurse Garfunkel while I talk to the doctors?”

The boy looked at me suspiciously.

“We can go get some hot chocolate from the vending machine.” I smiled at him. “It’s pretty delicious.”

“Keep him close.” The father warned.

“Don’t worry, it’s not far away.” I nodded. “So, what do you say, Owen, do you want to come with me?”

“I want to wait for Mom.” The boy turned to his father.

“I know.” The father kneeled in front of him, looking him in the eyes. “But for now, you need to go with Nurse Garfunkel while I talk to the doctors, alright?”

“Alright.” The boy looked down.

“It won’t be long, I promise.” He lifted the boy’s face, smiling at him. “I want you to be on your best behavior. And thank Nurse Garfunkel for being so kind to take you.”

“Thank you, Nurse Garfunkel.”

“Thank you for the hot chocolate, it’s very good.” The boy sat beside me on the couch close to the nurse’s station. Not far from us, in the VIP lounge room, his father was being given what I quickly understood not to be good news.

“I’m glad you like it.” I nodded, wondering what I could do next to distract the boy. His eyes kept wandering to the VIP lounge door.

“My father makes hot chocolate for us when it gets really cold, and he adds marshmallows. Mom and I sometimes snatch a few marshmallows when he’s not looking to eat while we wait.”

I laughed. It was heartwarming to imagine Victor and Andrea Lee, Loveland’s Power Couple, in such relaxed settings.

“Is my mom going to die?”

I looked at the small boy sitting next to me, red curls bouncing as he spoke, sweet inquisitive brown eyes reading me with wisdom we don’t often find in an adult, let alone a child. I noticed Victor Lee leaving the lounge room, eyes scanning the space looking for his son. And the pain in them when he finally found him. To be honest, I have never seen a man looking so broken.

Fortunately, I wouldn’t have to answer the question I was asked, I would leave that painful task to his father. But part of me wanted to lie, wanted to give them a little hope, just so they wouldn’t have to go through so much pain, especially that pure little boy.

But I couldn’t do that. So I settled for the next best thing I could do.

“Would you like some cookies with that hot chocolate?”

A degenerative disease is perhaps the worst death one can have. I have certainly seen many cases like this, where the person slowly fades away and in most cases is aware of it, the light slowly dimming in their eyes, as they lose all hope, and sometimes all dignity.

In cases like Andrea Lee’s, where all indicated that her disease would take a major turn for the worse, it was almost merciful that she had a stroke in her sleep to speed things up. Of course, looking at her husband and at how heartbroken he was, no one dared to say it out loud.

Dr. Mann talked for a long time, explaining Mrs. Lee’s condition, choosing her words carefully so she wouldn’t antagonize the husband. This was a particular situation that could lead to a potential lawsuit, Dr. Finn had said that she still had some time, only to have her get much worse two days after. It wasn’t fair and it was nobody’s fault. Still, some families would blame the hospital.

As we left the room, Dr. Mann turned to me.

“Next time you go check on her and take blood for routine tests, I want you to make these as well.” She handed me a piece of paper. “It should be enough for now.”

“What for?” I frowned. “You think the diagnosis is wrong?”

“There is no harm in exploring a few other options. The illness is progressing far too fast, which is not consistent with CTE.”

“You didn’t ask for the husband’s consent.”

“I don’t want to give the husband hope, I am not sure what I may find yet if anything at all. That would be cruel.” She looked down. “But we are not putting the patient at unnecessary risk, you will have to take her blood anyway. I’m just adding a few more tests.”

“The Chief will not like it.” I warned.

“The Chief doesn’t need to know. Nobody needs to know. It's just a blood test.”

It was hard seeing her like that, pale and still, looking so very small in that bed. She looked skinnier, her cheeks sinking in her face, her hair lusterless, braided in two ponytails to keep it from tangling. A far cry from the vibrant beautiful woman we used to see in the media. If this was hard for me to watch, and I was a stranger, I could only imagine what it felt like to her husband.

I wondered if Dr. Mann wasn’t right after all. No degenerative disease can do all this damage in merely a week.

“Mrs. Lee, I will take your hand now so I can check your IV, ok?” I spoke to the motionless woman.

“Can I bring some of her clothes, some pajamas for her to wear? She would hate to be in that ridiculous hospital gown.” The husband turned to me.

“I’m sorry.” I shook my head. “The gown is more practical for daily care, and it’s better at preventing bedsores.”

“What about socks?” He insisted. “Her feet are always cold.”

“Socks are ok.” I smiled.

There was a moment of silence as if he was mulling over something. Then he spoke again.

“Do you think… Nevermind.”

“You can ask.” I gave him a soft smile, focusing on the syringe that was filling with blood.

“Would it have made a difference if I had woken her up? When she was having the stroke?”

I had seen him one day on some TV show, commenting about an embezzlement scandal with some financial company. I never understood finances very well, but I could remember how assertive and knowledgeable he was, making the room go quiet every time he uttered a word. He had this royal aura, this powerful presence that filled the room and made you automatically feel this respect for him, even without knowing who he was. At that moment, looking at him, all I could see was vulnerability, although he was yet to show a hint of emotion. I was about to answer when he interrupted me and continued talking like he had the urge to get something off his chest.

“I’m usually a light sleeper, especially since she was diagnosed, but this time I didn’t wake her up. I even got up before her and didn’t notice a thing, I thought she was sleeping.” He took a deep ragged breath. “I sent my son to wake her up, he was the one that found her like this. I failed both of them. I should have noticed, and I can’t understand why I didn’t.”

“You wouldn’t have been able to tell.” I hurried to answer. “She had it in her sleep, she probably didn’t react.”

He took another deep breath, as he was trying to steady himself. I’ve seen it many times before, the burden a spouse bears when the other one is dying, especially when there are small children involved: they wish to make good on their love’s last wishes, they wonder if they will be able to raise their kids on their own, they wonder if the loss is going to drive them crazy.

It’s a lot to take in alone.

“Do you have a support group? I mean, friends or family members that can help you, be with you at this moment?”

The man remained silent, his eyes focused on his wife, glassy as tears threatened to spill. I understood right away what he meant, as I had seen it many times before. It was her. His support was his wife, his solace, and he didn’t know how to ask anyone else. The way this man held her hand, the devotion and love he had in his eyes whenever he looked at her, told me that this woman was everything in his life, she took all the space. And now that she was leaving, he didn’t know what to do with the emptiness.

As a nurse, we are required to keep our emotions at bay. We are supposed to be impersonal, to see feelings as something that can be studied and concluded but not felt: We need to consider feelings and act through compassion, but we can’t actually be compassionate. As health care professionals, it clouds your judgment.

“I did pretty much everything that needs to be done, I was there an hour ago, so you’ll only need to return in another hour.” I debriefed the nurse that was coming to take the night shift. “If you can, make sure the husband gets something to eat, and ask him if he needs an extra bed for the night. So far he refused, but…”

“It’s ok, Molly, I got this.” She smiled at me.

“Yes, I know.” I sighed. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be bossy.”

“Patricia told me that he never left the room, he was beside her all day, holding her hand. That’s so sweet.”

“And heartbreaking,” I added. “I’m looking forward to a drink after this.”

“Excuse me, can you tell me where Andrea Lee’s room is? I was told that I could ask here.”

I turned to see who was asking. She was well in her fifties, short with black curly hair, a grave expression on her face. Beside her, was a tall well-built man with hazel eyes and dirty blonde hair.

“My name is Jeremy Jones and this is my wife, Mariana.” He extended his hand for us to shake. “We’re her parents. Victor is expecting us.”

Looking at both of them, I could see the resemblance. Andrea Lee had her mother’s curly hair and brown eyes, but the nose, mouth, and hair color were clearly from her father. I smiled.

“I was with your daughter and son-in-law all day, I can take you to them.” I started walking, leading the way.

“How is she?” Her father asked.

“Maybe we should leave such questions for the doctors.” The mother chimed in. I silently thanked her for her intervention, I didn’t want to be the one telling them that their daughter would probably pass away soon.

“Mr. Lee?” I knocked on the door. “Your in-laws are here.”

I was surprised to find the room empty. Mrs. Lee laid in bed, perfectly still… and alone. Until I saw two feet coming from behind the bed, on the floor. Coming closer, I found Mr. Lee unconscious, on the floor, a streak of blood running down his forehead, slowly pooling on the floor.

“Victor!” Mrs. Jones kneeled beside me, as I examined him. He had probably hit his head and passed out, he would need immediate medical attention. I was about to buzz for help when I heard him groan.

“He’s waking up.”

“Don’t get up yet.” I spoke softly as I saw him making an effort to sit. “You hit your head pretty bad, you probably have a concussion.”

“It’s nothing.” He disregarded my request and got up anyway, touching the blood on his forehead and looking at his bloody fingers. “I’m alright.”

“You’re bleeding.” I insisted. “I’ll call a doctor to come to see you.”

“How did you hurt yourself like that, son?” The older man asked. “What happened?”

“I must have fallen asleep on the chair and hit my head while I was falling.” He took my arm. “No need for a doctor. I assume you’re able to take care of it.”

I was about to refute when I saw him looking me in the eyes, almost like he was pleading. Maybe it was the anguish of seeing a loved one die and the uncanny closeness someone can find in these moments with the healthcare provider working with them. Or maybe it was that her parents were there now, and that added to the weight he carried. He was overwhelmed, and he was silently asking for my help.

“I will need to take you to another room to get you treated.” I declared.

“We will stay with Andy in the meantime.” Mr. Jones quickly offered.

I took him to an examination room nearby and had him sit on the bed, gathering from the shelves the few supplies I would need. He was silent the whole time, lost in his thoughts, yet clearly unsettled.

“This may hurt a little.” I warned as I disinfected his wound.

“Thank you.” He sighed.

“That’s quite the gash.” I offered, getting nothing but silence from him. “You know, it is unusual for a wound like this to happen as you described it.”

“I didn’t want to worry my in-laws.” He looked away. “The truth is, I was getting up to use the bathroom when I felt lightheaded and fell. That's why I hit my head so hard.”

“Mr. Lee, this is probably none of my business, but you are not doing anyone any favors by not taking care of yourself.” I spoke softly and I applied a bandage to his wound. “Your devotion to your wife is remarkable, but you have a beautiful young boy to look after. And he needs his father.”

“You are right. This is none of your business.” He replied. “Are you done?”

The remark and the ice in his words felt like a punch in the gut. I quickly moved my hands away.

“You still need to see a doctor. You may have a concussion.”

“I need to go back to my wife.” He got off the bed and walked to the door, pausing to look at me again. “Thank you.”

As health care providers, we are not supposed to feel for our patients more than convention dictates. It clouds our judgment and makes us do things we shouldn’t: Let a patient go without proper medical care, like I just had, help someone keep a secret that we don’t even know about, and most importantly, making it personal and hurt like it was our own family.

I wouldn’t be able to sleep, carrying this with me. I needed a beer.

The bar was full as usual, most people at the hospital came here at the end of the shift to do the same thing I was doing there: forget about work. I found one of my coworkers already at a table, waving at me to join her. But first, I needed my drink.

I approached the bar and asked for a beer, looking around as I waited. Not far from me, I found Dr. Mann, speaking with a very attractive man. Was she on a date? She didn’t look like she was on a date, by her expression, unless the date was going terribly wrong. Having nothing better to do and needing a distraction from my own emotions, I decided to focus on her voice and eavesdrop a little.

“The moment I saw your email, I knew I had to call you.” She told the man. “I know this can’t be CTE, it’s progressing way too fast. And then I remembered the pandemic, and how the doctors couldn’t identify the virus at first, but you did. I have the papers and a blood sample in my car, I would love for you to take a look at it.”

“It is a very interesting case indeed.” The man smiled. “And you tell me this patient is a VIP?”

“Yes. In case you find something in her sample, you can’t publish anything about it. I’m not supposed to tell you, but this is Victor Lee’s wife, we would have a serious problem in our hands if he found out about this.”

“You don’t have his consent?” The man frowned. “I’m sorry, Laura, but this doesn’t seem ethical at all.”

“I know.” She looked down. “I understand.”

“I know this is personal to you, having lost your mother in the pandemic. And I am deeply sorry for not being able to find the vaccine any sooner, maybe I could have prevented her death. So as an apology, I will help you. I will analyze the blood sample thoroughly to see what I can find. Keep me posted about the patient, I want updates on her health condition.”

“Thank you, Dr. Xu. I knew I could count on you.” She smiled, taking his hands. “Thank you very much.”

#growing pains series #resistance - evol #li zeyan #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc fanfic #victor mlqc #victor angst #mldd fanfic #love and producer fanfic #mister love queens choice #love and producer #victor x oc #mldd victor #mlqc victor

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nocandnc · 4 years

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Decided to get in on the Otome series of the season and my first thought is

I wish her bedtime hair was her daytime hair.

Pretty flower petals AND pretty raindrops? Those are my two greatest weaknesses how did they know!?

In retrospect I know it’d be too scandalous but at the time I was 72% sure he was gonna eat it out of her hand.

“He’s standing right in front of me isn’t he”

If someone doesn’t make a Fifty Shades of Grey parody with these two then I just might.

#koi to producer #mr love: queen's choice #evol x love #episode thoughts #otome series #anime screencaps #random babbling

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ikemenfangirl · 7 months

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★ QiYu (Homura /Rafayel)

How can call it a surprise? If it's not a secret..., What? why did you broken it!

Me, “This looks like you in second grade!

QYu: “This isn't me when I was in second grade.”

Me “Isn't that the same?”

QiYu, “Look at this childish painter's hat and strange scarf.”

Me “You didn't wear it?”

QiYu “........I look much better than this.”

🔥 QiYu (Homura /Rafayel)

CV: Tachibana Shinosuke #立花慎之介

💥 เรียกว่าเซอร์ไพรส์ได้ยังไง? ถ้าไม่เป็นความลับ...

อะไร? ทำไมเธอถึงพังมัน!

ฉัน “นี่ดูเหมือนคุณในชั้นประถมปี2!

ฉียู ”นี่ไม่ใช่ฉันตอนอยู่ชั้นประถมแี2 หรอก“

ฉัน “ไม่เหมือนเหรอ?”

ฉียู “ดูหมวกจิตรกรแบบเด็ก ๆ กับผ้าพันคอแปลก ๆ นี้สิ”

ฉัน “แล้วคุณไม่ได้ใส่มันเหรอ?”

ฉียู “........ฉันดูดีกว่านี้เยอะ”

Title: Love and Deepspace

By: InFold Pte. Ltd. (Papergames)

Platform: iOS, Android

Languages: English, Korean, Japanese, S-Chinese, T-Chinese and more

Website: https://deepspace.papegames.com/

📍ENGLISH server

iOS: https://apps.apple.com/us/app/love-and-deepspace/id6443467666

Android: https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.papegames.lysk.en

📍 JAPANESE server

iOS: https://apps.apple.com/jp/app/id6443467980

Android: https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.papegames.lysk.jp

📍 Love and Deepspace เกมจำลองการออกเดทสามมิติที่ให้คุณก้าวเข้าสู่โลกไซไฟเชิงโต้ตอบ ที่ซึ่งความรักอยู่ไม่ไกลเกินเอื้อม

#立花慎之介 #otome #otome game #乙女ゲーム #โอโตเมะเกม #เกมจีบหนุ่ม #love and deepspace #3D otome game #恋与深空 #恋と深空 #เกมจีบหนุ่ม3D #เกมจีบหนุ่มที่ดี #러브앤딥스페이스 #EVOL x LOVE series

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sylversunrise · 4 years

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#kiro #koi to producer #evol x love #mr love queen's choice #episode 1 #enjoying this series for obvious reasons :)#screenshots

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gileschristophe · 4 years

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i have made a list of my top 30 favourite suitors. now, the question is, would anyone care to see it?

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newsintheshell · 5 years

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Mr Love: Queen's Choice, il gioco ispirerà una serie animata

L’anime è diretto da Munehisa Sakai presso lo studio MAPPA.

Annunciata con un tweet la produzione di una serie animata ispirata al popolare dating sim “Koi to Producer ~EVOLxLOVE~” (Mr Love: Queen's Choice), sviluppato da Paper Games. Di seguito il teaser trailer appena diffuso.

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Il cast giapponese del videogioco è stato riconfermato nei propri ruoli principali:

Tomokazu Sugita è Zen (nella versione inglese Victor), il CEO che in soli otto anni ha portato ai vertici del mercato il gruppo finanziario Farley (Loveland Financial).

Tetsuya Kakihara è Kira (nella versione inglese Kiro), un popolarissimo idol che ha iniziato la propria carriera di artista già da bambino.

Yuuki Ono è Haku (nella versione inglese Gavin), un agente speciale della Evol che lavora sotto copertura come poliziotto alla centrale di Koibana (Loveland).

Daisuke Hirakawa è Simon (nella versione inglese Lucien), una figura di spicco nel campo della neuroscienza, appena tornato in patria dopo aver studiato oltreoceano.

La protagonista della storia ha appena ereditato dal defunto padre le redini di una compagnia televisiva. La ragazza non solo si ritrova come produttrice di un programma televisivo, ma deve anche far velocemente fronte ai problemi finanziari dell’azienda, che rischia la bancarotta. Come se non bastasse, rimane invischiata in un’enorme cospirazione, ordita da un’organizzazione chiamata Evol, i cui membri sono dotati di poteri speciali! In tutto questo, fa la conoscenza di quattro potenziali fidanzati.

L’anime è diretto da Munehisa Sakai (Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Crystal, Zombie Land Saga, One Piece) presso lo studio MAPPA. Il character design è ad opera di Jinshichi Yamaguchi (Oshiete Mahou no Pendulum: Rilu Rilu Fairilu), mentre la sceneggiatura è curata da Kiyoko Yoshimura (Last Exile -Fam, The Silver Wing-, Riddle Story of Devil, Garo -Vanishing Line-).Il progetto è prodotto da Emoto Entertainment.

SilenziO)))

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#anime #otome #dating sim #reverse harem #animazione #videogame #serie tv #koi to producer evol x love #mr love queen's choice #newsintheshell #news in the shell #sentimentale #superpoteri #shoujo #shojo #paper games #koipro

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desserts - translated comics (a - j)

complete your dining experience on a lovely note with these assorted treats.

artist names beginning with k - l / m - v / w - z

💝 = all / special l 🎐 = gavin l 🌟 = kiro

🦋 = lucien l 🦈 = shaw l 🌹 = victor

76 pai ma zi da / -76牌马自达RX7-

🦋 winter

🦈 doodles of shaw

🦈 thunderbolt

a pei ge / 啊呸咯

💝 me, my girlfriend, and...

💝 no bro left behind

💝 miss nox

🎐 pirate gavin

🦈 when she’s mad at you

🦈🌹 two types

a yue dian dong che / 阿玥电动车

🎐 my boyfriend thought i committed a crime

akai是不是阿凯

🌹 gift

🌹 scold me

🌹delicious?

🌹 reason for liking him

阿芷naive (a zhi naive)

🎐 kiss

🎐 surrounded

🎐 his wish

🎐 shy gavin

🎐 cute wolfvin cub

🎐 pose

🎐 lying down

🎐 a kiss of love and youth

🎐 chained

🎐 endless longing

akira静水

💝 mc’s evol is actually...?

💝 how they love (discipline) their sons

💝 how they love their daughters

💝 the men doing chores

🦋 my deskmate lucien

🦋 lucien’s thoughts

🦋 jealous of himself

b--11

🎐 sub-masterlist

bai ri qiu / 白日秋

🎐 pet him!

🎐 different gavins

bei zha guo de lin zi /被炸锅的林子

🎐 wolf gavin

🎐 wolf gavin part two

black-strange

💝 fatherhood series

gavin l kiro l lucien l victor

💝 five person date

💝 four men trapped in a house

🎐 private photoshoot date (suggestive)

🌟 unwrap the gift date (suggestive)

bo bo nai / 波波奈

🌟 sub-masterlist

bo si teng hu / 博斯藤壶

🎐 the youth

🦋 friends

🦋 a secret relationship

🦋 together

🦋 the livestream

bu hu / 吥唬

💝 swimming

💝 fairytales

🎐 under arrest

🎐 gavin compilation

🎐 during a storm

🌟 bolster

🦋 ares and lucien

🦋 lucien and hair

🦈 after a battle

🦈 punishment date - zoo

🦈 happy birthday

🌹 captain victor

chi bu chi ya she / 吃不吃鸭舌

💝 when they turn into children

🎐 eli

🎐 highschool au where mc is the troublemaker

🎐 winter world

🎐 their children

🎐 pearly

🎐 yo-yo

🎐 too much

🎐 galaxy

🎐 puppet

chun ri mao mao xia / 春日猫猫侠

🌹 panda

🌹 snack store

🌹 little vic is here

di kong / 滴空dikong

🎐 private photoshoot date (slightly nsfw)

🎐 lipstick

🎐 naked in front of your boyfriend challenge

🎐 interacting with a deity

part one l part two l part three

🎐 gavin and cat

🎐 different reactions

🎐 happy mid-autumn

🎐 christmas

🎐 his journey...

east_lan

💝 if their hearts were a room

🌟 massage chair

🌟🦋 no effect

🦋 my lucien

🦋 dress

🦋 family

🦋 my butterfly

🦋 morning

🦋 lucien’s skincare routine

🦋 measurement

🦋 iridescent

🦈 envious of shaw

🦈 shaw’s ‘date’

🦈 archaeology studies

🦈 the only graduate

emb3r_12

🌹 sweet dreams

🌹 sneaky shots

🌹 goodnight

🌹 thaw date

🌹 replacement

fan jun marcia / 饭君Marcia

💝 pinch

fan tuan xiao pao pao / -饭团小泡泡-

🎐 accompany you asmr

gua gua gu_a / 瓜瓜Gu_A

🎐 the boy who fights in school

🌟 the long-haired prince

🦋 lucien’s birthday

🌹 tennis

guang che bu xiang qiang qu / 光澈不想强娶

🌟 photo

🌟 the couple

🌟 kiro’s fears

🌟 before the performance

🌟 apple box and cello

🌟 cuties

hai lao niu bang juan / 海老牛蒡卷

💝 living together

💝 teacher mc

💝 when they hit their heads

🎐 valentine’s rose

🌟 witch mc x kiro

🦈 taste

🌹 tying a tie

🌹 friends

🌹 omelette

🌹 when mc turns into a cat

🌹 valentine’s day

🌹handsome

🌹 witch mc x victor

hei xiu hei ei / 嘿咻嘿ei

🎐 the brilliant years

🎐 bubble tea

hua qi shan / 花契扇

🎐 flying squirrel gavin

ichisaku

🌹 time

jian zhu / -箭竹-

💝 the guys as maids

💝 claw machine

💝 blind boxes

🎐 gavin’s use in every season

🎐 i’ve decided on you

🎐🦈 airport date

jiang ke li / 姜可离-

🎐 birthday

🎐 photo

jie mu ye / 结木耶

🌟 honest

🌟 one year

🦈 one-day date

🦈 reuniting

🦈 inexperienced

🦈 rivets

🦈 prank

🦈 pirate

🦈 the scent of honey peaches

🎐🌹 mlqc x tears of themis

jing ji / 京极

🦈 the second prince

🦈 big sis

🦈 bottle cap

🦈 supper

🦈 winter

🎐🦈 drunk

🎐🦈 group photo

🎐🦈 little guardian

🎐🦈 sleeping

🎐🦈 pose

jiu luo illu / 汣络illu

💝 if he was your classmate

💝 eating ice-cream

💝 post lockdown plans

🎐 school legend

🎐 among the falling petals

🎐 summer selections

🎐 happy birthday

🌟 secrets of a onesie

🌟 replenishing sugar

🌟 flowers

🌟 when little kiro can’t eat snacks

🦋 together with lucien

🦋 traces

🦈 smear

🦈 dessert

🦈 happy birthday

🌹 victor and his puddings

jiu zhi qiu / 九只球

🦈 charger

🌹 done

🌹 hang up

ju zhi shi / 橘芝士

🎐 wind chime

🌹 how to obtain a victor

🌹 a mature ceo

🌹 parenthood

🌹 victor the cat

🌹 ulcer

🌹 confessing your love in university

🍒 return to the menu 🍒

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