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midethefangirl · 9 months

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it’s been long since I made a pro Tony Stark post but seeing someone try to blame the events of Civil War going south on him had me heated. look, I will admit that some of Tony’s actions in the movie where not okay at all like wanting to kill Bucky for killing his mother while under HYDRA’s influence but maybe Steve stans and a lot of pro team cap folks should realize that Steve’s actions also played a huge role in the movie as well.

for one, maybe Steve should have realized that 119 countries banding together to make a document, you feel is threatening your rights, is a serious matter. 119 countries is almost two-thirds of the countries in the UN and the world, if a great part of the world thinks you are doing more harm than good, maybe as a superhero, you should try to reason with them.

two, Steve chose to do nothing when he thought his rights were threatened by the accords. I do think there were some human rights violations in the accords that should not have been avoided, however, Steve chose to do nothing. anyone who has done a bit of activism know how ineffective that strategy is.

three, Steve’s actions were proving to the UN even more reasons why they felt the accords were necessary. interfering with law enforcement when they were out for Bucky who was potentially dangerous was a bad idea. sure, Bucky was his best friend and I don’t blame Steve for wanting to save him. however, let us remember that Bucky had killed people while he was the Winter Soldier and the Romanian government didn’t have the perspective we have and they had every reason to see him as a huge threat.

four, infantilizing Wanda by calling her a kid because Tony decided to put her on house arrest. and yes, I agree that Tony not telling Wanda was a very bad idea but let us not forget that the Avengers were still under public scrutiny after a disaster of a mission in Lagos and the accords. Wanda could have been attacked by outsiders who could have gone the Zemo route because a family member was in Lagos and that would have caused her to try to defend herself which could get twisted by the media and turn more of the public against her and the avengers as a whole. mind you, the Avengers were facing enough mistrust from the public.

also, Steve, calling a huge comfortable compound with a swimming pool an internment is a bit tonedeaf to those whose ancestors have been to actual interments. as someone who had an Asian American on his team, I’d expect he know better.

five, accords or not, maybe the Russian government has the right to know about a man controlling dangerously brainwashed men within their country. sure, it latter turned out to be a false alarm but considering the fact that this was a security threat which many countries would take seriously, Steve for some reason never considered the fact that the Russian government should be alerted to something like that. if this didn’t scream arrogance, I don’t know what else did.

six, resisting arrest and trashing public property while on international borders in the bid of resisting arrest would piss off the very people who are already pissed at you and your American passport would not bail you out of that one. even international passports come with a warning about their holders committing a crime in other countries. the fact that Steve acknowledged that his team could get arrested for that made it even worse.

this one is actually addressed to the whole of team cap, not just Steve, but seven, you cannot commit a crime on international soil with full knowledge that it is a crime and then blame somebody else for why you ended up in jail. sure, the rift and Thaddeus Ross are sketchy in nature but Scott and Clint blaming Tony for why they ended up there was funny to me because they made the informed decision to commit a crime.

eight, which is a major part being that it was the climax of Civil War, hmmm, maybe keeping the secret of the death of the parents of your rich teammate whose money was funding the search of their killer from him is a very bad idea. idk, man, I would be angry too if it were me. sure, wanting to kill Bucky was wrong but if we didn’t fault the Mayonnaise twins, T’Challa, Peter Parker and later Shuri for going after their parents’ (perceived, in T’Challa’s case) killers, maybe we could give Tony too some grace because brainwashed or not, I would have gone after Bucky too.

nine, the apology letter was the shittiest letter ever and I don’t blame Tony for not wanting to speak to Steve during the events of Infinity War. like how can you even write that type of letter to someone you offended and expect the relationship to still be intact?

there was one part I almost forgot but that quote that emboldened Steve is also dumb the more I look at it. oh yeah, plant yourself in front of the 119 countries you didn’t even bother to address at all and tell them “no, you move” is the ultimate height of hubris. when you are already on thin ice with the public? and Steve thought this was a good idea? yikes 😬

#pro tony stark #tony stark defense squad #steve rogers critical #i’m still bitter about civil war #the more i look at it the more i hate it #and yeah i agree that the accords had their own problems too so i am not fully on board with them #but this post is less about the accords and more about steve’s response #the part that had me angry the most is the “plant yourself like a tree as say you move” quote #like my brother in christ #you didn’t even bother to address these countries in the first place #y’all didn’t even bother to have a word with the public and this is the route you want to take?!#now that im thinking about it #this is arrogance at its height #what was steve thinking when he decided to roll along with this quote?#if civil war was trying to get me to support team cap they failed woefully at that #one part was from having steve acting like this.#the fact that even chris evans was not on steve’s side should say something

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laxmiree · 5 months

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[CN] MLQC's Lucien Touching Date English Translation

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

This post contains a detailed spoiler for a date that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

I tenderly kiss his lips, the sensation of his warmth and trembles reminiscent of fluttering butterfly wings.

So clear and yet so real, distant yet within arm's reach.

Translation under the cut!

The sun shines warmly on me, but the worries in my heart do not dissipate. I sigh and roll myself further into the blanket.

[T/N: I really recommend following along the voice acting for complete experience!!!🥹 the whole thing just sounds so incredibly tender. Here's the CN Video link]

I bury my face in the blanket and take a deep breath.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stopped my movements. Lucien's scent mixed with moist warmth invades my nostrils. Along with it, there's a trace of laughter.

Lucien: Has this 'kid' who's wrapped herself up encountered something troubling?

Seeing him gently tuck my disheveled hair behind my ear as he spoke, I let out a soft sigh, gazing into those deep dark eyes.

MC: Do you still remember the visual design course I took before?

MC: The teacher wants to organize an art exhibition with the theme "Touching Beauty".

MC: The artwork I'm preparing is a photo and video series titled "Fledglings Caring for Their Parents".

I open my phone and hand over the backup to Lucien. He takes it and examines it carefully.

MC: In order to capture this moment with the nesting birds, I had the camera set up for almost half a month before finally getting the shot.

Lucien: Hmm... it's evident that our 'photographer' has put a lot of thought and effort into this.

Lucien: From the photo's results, I think it's quite good. Is there any problem with it?

I pat my face to refresh myself, noticing him soothingly stroking my hair, and can't help but sigh again.

MC: Sigh, I was really looking forward to it.

MC: But when I looked at the finished product, I realized I couldn't find that initial "touching feeling" I had in mind!

Lucien tilts his head, supporting his chin, and looks at me with half-dried hair strands hanging in front of his forehead, his eyes shining brightly.

Lucien: Well, why don't you go ahead and tell me, what does "touching" mean to you?

MC: I think... it should be emotions that can be felt by most people from things like family love, life, and nature, and so on.

MC: Then, I had a sudden inspiration and came up with this picture.

MC: The act of young birds feeding their parents not only reflects the continuation of life but also represents family love. It's truly touching people's hearts~

MC: But I didn't expect that when the final film came out, I couldn't seem to feel anything…

I lean dejectedly against Lucien's shoulder, and he naturally pulls me into his embrace, taking my hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

Lucien: What you're saying indeed falls within that category.

Lucien: But MC, have you ever considered that…

Lucien: Perhaps, the purpose of the teacher assigning this topic isn't to have you search for what most people feel, but rather to encourage you to express your own perception.

MC: My own perception?

I feel momentarily confused, and I rub my tired and sore eyes. Just as I'm about to continue thinking, a pair of hands cover my forehead, gently massaging my temples.

Lucien: (gently) We can leave this question for tomorrow to contemplate.

He bends down and gently kisses my forehead, his kiss tender and affectionate, then hugs me as we lie down.

Lucien: It's getting late now. It's time for us to sleep.

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A gentle breeze brushes by, lifting the curtains quietly, and sunlight filters through the gaps, creating patches of light on the floor.

I contemplate the next steps of the filming plan absentmindedly, twirling the pen in my hand repeatedly, yet no new ideas are emerging.

When I'm at a loss, Lucien sits down beside me with a visual portfolio in hand.

Lucien: I just received a phone call. The cultural park that the research institute collaborates with in the neighboring city needs me to handle some matters today.

Lucien: Perhaps Miss Producer would like to accompany me?

MC: Of course, I'd be willing to. But, wouldn't it delay your work?

Lucien: It's just some simple matters to take care of. We can spend the rest of the time strolling around the park.

...Unable to come up with a plan for the moment, I think it might be a good idea to go on a trip to relax and unwind. With that in mind, I agree right away.

Just as we are about to set off, my phone suddenly rings. I cast a helpless glance at Lucien and step aside to answer Kiki's call.

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After dealing with the unexpected work situation, I was shocked when I suddenly realized that half an hour had passed.

It seems like he heard the sound of me finishing work, and Lucien sets down the book in his hand to look at me.

I rub my temples and smile apologetically.

MC: I didn't expect it to take this long. Is it still possible to leave now?

He glances at his watch, pursing his lips with a hint of seriousness.

Lucien: It's indeed a bit late.

MC: I'm sorry... I…

I'm contemplating how to make amends when he suddenly smiles and takes my hand.

Lucien: But don't worry, we can take a special shortcut.

MC: Hmm? What…

Before I can finish my sentence, he leans in and embraces me, his pleasant grass scent instantly enveloping me.

MC: Pfft, what kind of special shortcut involves a hug?

Lucien: Not only does it require a hug, but it needs to be a tighter one. Though a bit puzzled, I still gently squeeze him, allowing myself to be fully enveloped in his embrace

Feeling my movement, he chuckles softly. The next moment, a refreshing breeze brushes against our skin, and the air carries a hint of moisture.

Lucien: We've arrived.

Lucien's clear voice rings in my ears, and I freeze for a moment before lifting my head.

The architecture before my eyes displays soft and elegant colors. Not far away, there's a well-designed bridge over flowing water, and further beyond are houses that are both elegant and innovative.

I look at Lucien and see him smiling leisurely, and only then do I realize what's going on.

MC: Professor Lucien, you didn't plan this from the beginning, did you?

Lucien: [chuckles] I'm just more adept at achieving the results I want in various ways.

Lucien: However, to better achieve our goals, sometimes it's necessary to make use of certain privileges.

With a playful glint in his eyes, he intertwines his fingers with mine and leads the way towards the pond.

Lucien: You have no business to attend to, so let's take our time and enjoy the scenery along the way. Even if something unexpected happens, it won't disrupt our planned outing.

The koi fish are joyfully swaying their tails, creating layer upon layer of ripples on the water's surface. The emerald green lotus leaves have become their best refuge from the sunlight.

As I lean in closer to the pond to get a better look, a slightly anxious call interrupts my actions.

Staff Member: Professor Lucien!

I turn towards the source of the voice and see a person wearing a white work uniform, panting heavily.

After Lucien responds to the staff member, he stands up and gives me a helpless look. I smile and wave him off, signaling for him to go attend to his work first.

While enjoying the scenery before me, suddenly, my attention is drawn to a snack stand selling cotton candy.

The colorful cotton candies are plump and neatly lined up at the stand. I can almost smell the sweet aroma that belongs to candies.

I pick two from the assortment of cotton candies and as I turn around, I see Lucien walking over as well.

MC: Did you manage to resolve your work so quickly?

Lucien: Mm, there was a slight deviation in one of the research results. I went to check the situation and found the issue.

Lucien: The time ahead belongs to just the two of us.

Lucien says as he turns his gaze to the cotton candy in my hand.

I hesitate between the two flavors for a moment and then with a smile, I hand him the cotton candy shaped like a rabbit.

MC: I'll try the fox this time, and I'll leave the rabbit to you~

The sweetness of the cotton candy melts in our mouths, and Lucien's eyes raised slightly at the taste, his eyes lit up.

Could it be that his cotton candy is really delicious? I can't help but glance over, and I see him subtly curving his lips as if he's aware of my curiosity.

Lucien: Do you want to exchange and try each other's flavors?

I nod and hand over the cotton candy I have in my hand.

But I see him take a bite of the cotton candy in his hand and then lean in closer.

The next second, the warm lips sweetened by the candy engulfed me. Flavor that uniquely belongs to him invades me and my senses.

After finally reclaiming my own breath, I feign wickedness and take a fierce bite of the cotton candy in my hand, saying.

MC: ...Looks like Professor Lucien's candy isn't as sweet as mine!

His eyes slightly curve, and a soft arc forms at the corner of his lips.

Lucien: (whispers very, VERY tenderly) Is that so? I feel that mine has gotten sweeter.

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Sweetness intertwines between us, and amidst laughter, my mood surprisingly has become much more lightened.

I follow Lucien's footsteps as we stroll through this autumn scenery, and unknowingly, we've walked deep into the park, where we discover a uniquely designed building.

The building takes on a tiered structure, with a semi-transparent outer layer, blending technology and simplicity in just the right measure.

I can't help but hold Lucien's hand with some curiosity as we walk towards the exhibition hall. The moment we step inside, it feels like I've stumbled into another world.

Glistening streams of light glide across the ink-black walls, and the entire space seems endless. Mysterious and splendid array of colors fills my field of vision.

Glass display cases are scattered throughout the hall, showcasing butterflies of various sizes and colors, with many of them fluttering their wings gracefully.

The beauty before my eyes is truly breathtaking. I find myself widening my eyes and slightly parting my lips, yet I'm at a loss for where to begin with my praise.

Butterflies of various colors freely soar within the exhibition hall, some perched on the walls, others entwined together, creating a remarkably vivid spectacle.

Suddenly, a butterfly flies past me, its wings displaying a beautiful black and gold pattern, casting a radiant trail. I instinctively reach out to touch it, but my hand passes right through.

I raise an eyebrow in surprise and see Lucien slightly tilting his head, watching as the butterfly flutters and passes through his upturned palm.

Lucien: It should be a holographic projection, combined with some systems that allow interaction with real-time images.

MC: So lifelike... I was genuinely fooled just now.

I walk towards the depths of the exhibition hall with great interest. In the first few display cases, images of butterflies cycling through each stage of their life cycle are being showcased using holographic technology.

As I walk into the area dedicated to showcasing different butterfly species, the colors become even more vibrant.

I carefully observe each one, but when I reach the display case in the center, I suddenly can't look away.

Shades of light blue to deep purple on the wing surface are adorned with clusters of white, and when the light falls upon the wings, they shimmer with splendid radiance.

MC: This butterfly is so beautiful... Is it a Morpho Helena?

Lucien: Yes, this butterfly is known as one of the most beautiful in the world. It also has another name - the "Goddess of Light" butterfly.

Lucien speaks, and a hint of amazement flashes in his narrow eyes. Upon hearing his words, I lower my head and carefully examine the butterflies in the cabinet.

MC: It can actually emit light?

Lucien: Its wings have densely packed scales, and inside them, there are pigment particles. So when exposed to light, it refracts the light and produces a shimmer.

MC: No wonder it's called the Goddess of Light... It's like a jewel embedded in the sky.

He raises an eyebrow and gently taps the glass display case with his finger.

Lucien: The specimen of Morpho Helena is very rare. It was mentioned in the project proposal that this specimen will only be on display here for a few days.

Lucien: It seems like we arrived just in time.

Lucien lowers his eyes, and the soft light makes his gaze appear even more profound. I lower my head, gazing at the dazzling shimmer of the butterfly wings, and my heart feels touched.

MC: I'm glad I came here with you; otherwise, I would have missed out on such a unique butterfly.

Lucien: When I saw it mentioned in the project proposal, I guessed that you might like it here.

Lucien turns his head slightly to look at me, and his dark eyes dimming for a moment, making me realize something.

The sudden invitation this morning, the planned itinerary, could it be…

I look up at him, and he's standing amidst the specimens. The shimmering lights blended the colors of the butterflies flowing around Lucien.

MC: Lucien, thank you for bringing me here.

Lucien: Although I'd love to frankly accept your gratitude…. it seems like I've been given even more beauty instead.

Lucien: Because you're here.

He says as he's looking at me, his eyes reflecting my entire presence. Just then, a fluttering butterfly brushes past his cheek, lingering nostalgically for a moment.

My heartbeat slowly accelerates in my chest, as subtle emotions seem to swirl and intertwine in my heart.

I raise the camera and instinctively press the shutter button.

Lucien: MC?

His voice brings me back to reality, and I slightly pause, raising the camera in my hand to gesture toward him.

MC: Ah... I think I've found my "touching beauty".

Lucien watches my actions with a knowing smile, and he gently squeezes my hand, his tone soft.

Lucien: Anything is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp.

Lucien: But, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

Lucien: Something you deliberately chase after is like a butterfly. When you chase it, you can never catch it. But if you sit quietly, it will land on you.

MC: (smiles softly) …I think I might know why my previous work didn't satisfy me.

He gazes at me, the shimmering lights filtering through his hair and falling on his eyelashes. As he shivers slightly, a fleeting glimmer passes through his dark irises.

Lucien: Hmm?

MC: I've always approached my work with a strong sense of purpose, which naturally couldn't touch me from deep inside.

Lucien looks at me and slightly curls his lips.

Lucien: Mm... it seems like you've already let go of the purpose that was troubling you.

Lucien: Perhaps, your butterfly is about to appear.

As soon as Lucien's voice falls, a holographic butterfly lands on my shoulder.

I turn my head in surprise, wanting to observe its appearance closely.

The butterfly seems to sense my gaze, and its wings quiver gently before it slowly takes off again, leaving behind a trail of light.

It flies forward, occasionally turning back to circle around us, as if confirming something.

MC: Is it guiding us?

Lucien: I think taking action might solve this question more effectively than asking.

He takes my hand and follows the butterfly towards the back of the exhibition hall. The moment we step out of the hall, the scenery in front of us changes once again.

Before our eyes is a field of flowers. Tender green branches are bent under the weight of vibrant blooms, and the wind sways the flower branches, causing petals to lift into the air and scatter before finally carpeting the ground.

MC: So beautiful—! It was leading us here all along.

Lucien: Perhaps it's inviting us to touch a real butterfly.

We walk towards the center of the flower field, and that's when we notice numerous different types of butterflies fluttering about, forming clusters of their own.

I'm a bit worried about disturbing them, so I stop in my tracks halfway.

However, Lucien seems to notice my worry and leads me forward.

Lucien: Don't worry, our arrival won't disrupt the tranquility of this little world.

Just as he said, the gracefully dancing butterflies haven't stopped their activities and continue tirelessly sipping nectar from the flowers.

I reach out my hand to touch them, feeling their beauty. Some of the flowers are exceptionally pretty, and I'm curious about their species, thinking of planting some on my balcony.

When I turn to ask Lucien, I see him standing amidst the flowers, quietly admiring the surroundings.

Lucien, enveloped in bright and vibrant colors, appears even more serene. The sunlight shining on him adds a touch of softness.

Suddenly, a butterfly with a shimmering blue glow flaps its wings and lands on Lucien's chest.

He lowers his head and gazes at it, his dark eyes flickering with light and shadow.

I want to touch the perched butterfly, but the startled butterfly instantly flies away, dispersing the beautiful scenery in an instant

I sigh softly, feeling a sense of regret as I try to withdraw my hand before it's suddenly held firmly.

Lucien: (whispers) Do you only have eyes for the butterflies?

He seems dissatisfied with my distraction and gently pulls my hand. Without any defense, I tumble into his embrace.

With our movements, the flying and parched butterflies around us feel disturbed and take off one by one.

Tiny fragments of light pass through their glistening wings and fall onto Lucien's face.

At that moment, it's as if I can hear the sound of their wings fluttering.

MC: Of course I have eyes for you too.

Lucien: Then I've also become a part of the scenery in your eyes.

His gentle gaze conveys his emotions to me, radiance sweeping across his pupils. His eyelashes quivering lightly, casting fragmented shadows.

I can't help but reach out my hand, gently touching his face.

MC: Not just in my eyes, but also a part of the whole scenery.

MC: We both unexpectedly barged into it.

Upon hearing my words, he can't help but chuckle softly. The warm sunlight falls upon his cheeks, making this whole person appear even warmer.

Lucien: Perhaps it's these unexpected surprises that make this world more romantic.

He looks deeply into my eyes, emotions as thick as ink welling up in the depths of his gaze, yet he gently occupies me in this way.

I raise my hand to hug him, and a hint of sweetness twirls around my heart, forming the simplest of sentences.

MC: Well then, since I've barged in, I will just stay and won’t leave~

Lucien: (in an incredibly gentle whisper) You've probably lost the chance to leave a long time ago.

Butterflies transform into the definition of beauty and envelop us tightly. He reaches out, caressing the tips of my ears. His movements touch deep into my heart.

I tenderly kiss his lips, the sensation of his warmth and trembles reminiscent of fluttering butterfly wings.

So clear and yet so real, distant yet within arm's reach.

I instinctively close my eyes, quietly reciting the answer within my heart.

What touches me are not the tangible presences, but the emotions themselves, whether complex or simple.

And also the butterfly on my shoulder, it barged into my life, accompanying and dancing forward with me.

#THAT FIRST KISS??? SIR YOU'RE IN PUBLIC PLACE #such a simple date but cute and touching 🥺#lucien trying to cheer her up by bringing her in that place #but then unexpectedly finding more beauty because she brings color to the whole place #the “butterfly” is both of them!! they both unexpectedly barged into each other life #and then choose to stay because it's what makes them happy #the last kiss desc is so beautiful i would hate it if elex mess the translation🥹#mlqc lucien #mr love queen's choice #mlqc cn #mlqc spoiler #mlqc #mlqc translation #mr. love queen's choice #mr love lucien #mlqc xu mo #mlqc spoilers

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