#Ooh man LOOK AT HIM!!

[beaxtrice]

Me right now:

#matt murdock my beloved #she hulk series #she hulk spoilers #Ooh man LOOK AT HIM!! #matt murdock #beaxtalks #THAT COSTUME WOW I THOUGHT IT WAS GOING TO LOOK BAD #BUT LOOK! OMG I'M IN LOVE 😍

[ride-a-dromedary]

Again I know it's supposed to be a haha reference to the turns into a bear when he's too aroused thing, but in again refusing to brush just over the surface of this character: "I must be careful or I'll lose run of myself again. An Archdruid should show *some* restraint." comes across to me as more melancholy than perhaps intended when a. You take it into consideration that several lines imply that Halsin has issues with self control and self servitude, and presenting an "acceptable" version of himself as an outwards facing authority figure, to the point where he brushes over his own feelings, or pushes things that he wants down in the effort to reflect better what others want from him.

And b. Remember that Halsin was essentially just an apprentice when he was forcibly situationally promoted to Archdruid - he wasn't taught *how* to be an Archdruid or trained for it, or mentored; he was thrust into it because they didn't have any other choice. But they needed someone, so he stepped up. Halsin has spent the last century studying and learning things on the fly or through trial and error, and in a position of leadership like that, he is aware that every failure to uphold that mask *counts* and others *are* very much affected. How many times has he muttered that same mantra? Or heard it thrown around? An Archdruid not having control over their own magic is a big deal. Even when he is no longer Archdruid, he still grumbles it to himself. He's been at it over a century and he *still* doesn't feel like he's gotten it right. Even when he is in a place of progression, of trying to gain hold of himself again, those wisps of failure and self doubt still creep into everything. And that's sad to me.

#BG3 Musing #Halsin Posting #haha funny line in response to saucy line that man is about to go feral ooh se- HEY TRAUMA #it's like a med student being promoted to the head of emergency #or an admin assistant suddenly being put in a ceo role #like i know it's a meme scene!! but halsin sounds *humilated* when he accidentally wildshapes during his romance scene #he sounds flustered and embarrassed and is so quickly launching off excuses with a tone that indicates *he thinks it's over* #like he fucked up he fucked this up just when he was *starting* to come into himself again and it never stops #i keep thinking of that one lyric from big thief 'i can't find surrender/and i can't keep control' #and again i'm reading too deep into it but halsin's struggle with failure really is embedded here you just have to...like listen to him #Even when he *says* that there's little point in denying oneself #he does it literally all the time - he did it for a *century* #and i'm not saying he doesn't have fun or not enjoy things but he cuts himself off so early at the root #or buries himself so thoroughly in a self indulgence until it wrecks him and neither of these things are healthy #note that he says as long as others aren't affected - he doesn't say as long as i'm not affecting *myself* #anyway i'm unwell #maybe i was never meant to be archdruid - you weren't! you were meant to protect nature's spirit and roam with the wilds #and yet he still did the best he could and people *admire* him and followed him but he may never come to see it that way #you ruined a perfectly good wood elf - look it's got trauma and anxiety (and larian turned him into a meme and i won't forgive them)

[evilreligion]

makima wip cause i need more chainsaw man art

#makima #chainsaw man #csm #shes not even my fav ideas just come easily for drawing her #i would do more aki art but i feel like he looks STUPID every time i draw him #like ooh yes lemme draw angsty art and boom stupid ass ponytail #pencil #wip

[pinkmirth]

this man is unnecessarily sexy . . . ‘cause who looks this good while getting kicked in the face? only reiner fuckin’ braun can pull that off!!!

#my baby reiner needs rest! get your boot out his face and let him SLEEP! #mmm what a handsome man #mf gets a boot to the face and looks like an angel #ooh lord he’s so fine im shaking #— harmoni rambles #— (.reiner) #— (audio!) #reiner braun #reiner brainrot #reiner aot

[br-uwu-cewayne]

Thinking about Battinson slowly starting to step out more in his Bruce mask, courtesy of realizing the city needs more than what he had been offering her, getting back to Mayor Réal about what he could do, etc., and as such... kicking off that verse's version of Wayne being the Damsel In Distress Du Jour and needing to LET himself be rescued by the GCPD on occasion.

And when it all first starts he's annoyed, because this is drawing SO much attention to him and also having to LET himself be the hostage when he KNOWS it would be SO EASY is just so frustrating....

...until a few go rounds in, when he starts realizing like oh. another nice dark cool room to wait alone by myself in for a few hours 🥺 this is so nice thank you i was getting so tired and now like

Whenever the strain of Being Bruce Wayne is just graaaating on him, or even just an appointment coming up that he's too burnt out (or just... doesn't want to) attend... maaaaaaaybe he arranges... just... just a little anonymous ransom for himself online so he can get kidnapped soon. As a treat.

#and also my REAL motive for all this of course - Gordon having to come rescue him #from some damp fucking cave or sewer or part of the city thats still flooded #and one glance at this pathetic drowned shaking chihuahua looking man has him pulling off his nice warm coat and wrapping it around the #man's shoulders or OOH maybe his coat's ask well too but his apartments nearby so he swings by there first to grab like #one of his oversized flannel sleep shirts to keep him warm and cozy during the next few hours of questioning in the chilly GCPD building #and Bruce is taller but so LANKY he's drowning in it and wrapping himself up like a bat in its wings and burying his noise in the warm #scent hiding his face against the florescents (the only part that still sucks about it all - the end bit where all the attention is on him) #and if it's the coat Jim FINALLY gets it back after... what seems like maybe just a few days too long but hey who really understands #billionaires anyway theyre all eccentric right? #but if it's the flannel he never sees that shirt again sorry Jim that's Bruce's now. #the batman (2022) #Bruce Wayne #Batman #Jim Gordon #jim x bruce #bruce x jim

[eebie]

man the way six's head WHIPS 2 glare at mono after he breaks the music box

#i forgot she did that and it caught me off guard LMAO . silly but also Fuckkkk my heart #these poor kiddos never had a chance #and her posture is noticeably changed :( she's hunched over starin at the ground #immediate sign that Something Isnt Right #thats part of what i adore sm about little nightmares It's never ever stated what's going on b/c no dialogue #you need to Pay attention to their body language and their actions and shit #it's why i side eye people who r like ... ooh six.... shes Evil omg..... ucan see from the start of the game... #or she saw mono's face n recognized him as the thin man #the first 1. u dont know what tha hell u r talking abotu Im sorry but did u even PLAY tha game. or you're like 8 years old LMAO #and the second one HOW!!! mono's baby ass face looks Nothin like the thin man #and did u forget he spent the last 10 minutes basically beating the shit out of her . like we know why he did it but six #she was in another state of mind bruh #put urself in her shoes . Or her jacket since she doesnt wear shoes heehee #my rambles #little nightmares

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[CN] Victor’s Trend Date (Eng Translation)

⌚Warning⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for a date, 潮流之约, that is yet to be released in the global server! ♡

[Translation Under The Cut]

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✧ [Chapter 1] ✧

MC: It’s the efforts of all of us that have made [MC’s Company Name]’s today’s achievements possible…

In the splendid banquet hall, I look ardently at the employees off the stage as I hold the microphone.

MC: Thanks to everyone that the ensign of “Finding Miracles” has not collapsed in the pursuit of continuing the trademark of [MC’s Company Name];

MC: It’s also thanks to the subsequent addition of new blood and the introduction of various projects that [MC’s Company Name] has been able to rise above others in the fierce competition;

MC: So, I’d like to share the good news with everyone present here––

MC: Our [MC’s Company Name] has been selected as the best media brand in Loveland City!

Thunderous applause erupts from the audience. I no longer say those words of polite greetings, raising my wine glass to everyone.

MC: It’s an honor worth celebrating, and also worth raising our glasses like this!

When the party starts, I make my way to the table where Anna and others are seated.

MC: Phew, I’m tired to death… pour me a glass of water first.

Willow: Boss, Vivian wrote you a speech of nearly a thousand words. Why did you only say so little?

MC: I thought some of the words were a little too corny, like— “With the spring in full bloom, [MC’s Company Name] embarks on a new expedition”...

MC: Well, why don’t we just get to the business! It’s the good food and tasty drinks that will say all!

Kiki: That’s right. In any case, we did come here to freeload on Boss’ great feast of a treat!

Everyone merrily engages in cheerful laughter. I lower my head and take a look at my phone. The last text message on it is from Victor, which I received five minutes ago.

Victor’s Text: “Looking for a parking spot.”

MC: He’s been looking for five minutes; why hasn’t he come up yet? Is the parking lot full…

As I’m muttering to myself, the staff from the other tables approach my table one after another to toast. Unable to withstand the enthusiasm, I end up drinking several glasses.

When I’ve finally sent them off with great difficulty, I suddenly realize that something is a bit amiss.

MC: Anna, didn’t we arrange for the same department to sit at the same table beforehand?

Anna: Yeah, what’s wrong?

MC: Then how come Brother Zhang and Sister Liu are sitting over there with the editing department? And the new recruits from the planning and the operations departments are sitting together?

MC: They don’t have some kind of conflict going on between them, do they?

Anna: I don’t think so? I guess it’s just that people feel more at ease chatting and being close to their acquaintances for such a lively event as a dinner party.

Anna: Just like us…

Anna’s expression freezes slightly as she finishes, as though she, too, has realized something.

Anna: However, regarding gathering the departmental cases recently, there indeed is a bit of stark contrast between the newcomers and seniors in the company.

Anna: Both parties seem to feel that they can’t have a conversation together, and the proposals they delivered are also vastly different in style.

I reflect on this closely. In recent meetings, although everyone preached freely on their favored topics, it’s indeed true that the approach and style of proposals of the new and old employees were as different as black and white.

MC: That does seem to be the case. And I remember the acceptance rate of the proposals from the new recruits being a bit higher?

Kiki: It is. Also, they didn’t seem to have much interaction aside from work when I ran into them in the pantry these days.

MC: Mm… the age gap between the employees in the company is a bit big now. So, maybe they really find it hard to get along with each other.

MC: But it can’t keep going on like this. We need to find a way to tune the atmosphere…

?? (Victor): It’s actually the first time I’ve seen a certain someone working so actively while eating.

MC: Victor! Why did you sneak up on me!

I turn my head, and sure enough, I'm met with the familiar, tall, and straight figure.

Victor: Seeing how invested you guys were in the discussion, I didn’t want to interrupt.

He scans the hall with his gaze, the corners of his lips arching upward.

Victor: [proudly]  A certain someone has quite a lot of people working for her now.

MC: Of course! I’m a big boss now! Although not as big as you, the big, big, big boss…

Beaming, I pull out the chair at my hand, motioning for him to sit next to me.

MC: Big, big, big boss, please take a seat~

Victor: …

The “big, big, big boss” shoots me a rather speechless glance, then nods to the others at the table before sitting down.

MC: By the way, aren’t you going to say a few words to everyone as an investor? There are still many people in our company who have never met you!

Victor: [sulking-mode alert]  Did you invite me here as an investor?

Before I can even answer, Victor has already unhurriedly snatched away my wine glass, stressing certain words while appearing as if it were nothing.

Victor: [and the sulking-mode is ON]  I won’t say anything.

Victor: Because I can’t get along with people who are a bit too far apart from me in age.

MC: Okay… wait, what?

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✧ [Chapter 2] ✧

What did Victor mean by that sentence?

Is he upset?

But he seemed quite normal throughout the party. Could it be that he merely said it offhandedly, and I’m the one who is being oversensitive?

These questions are still swirling in my head even after the banquet has ended and I’ve gotten into Victor’s car.

However, the parching of the alcohol continues to unceasingly surge within my body, making me unable to ponder properly.

Victor: We’re home. Get off.

MC: Uhm… Victor, are you angry with me?

I tug on Victor’s sleeve, finally speaking up.

Victor: No.

MC: You must be!

Victor: …

Victor: What makes you think that?

MC: Intuition!

Victor: [helplessly]  …don’t talk about intuition when you’re drunk.

Victor leans over and presses the safety buckle for me. I take advantage of this opportunity and circle my arms around his neck, pouring out all the words in a gushing torrent.

MC: Victor, did the comment I made to Anna about age upset you?

MC: I repent it. I’m sorry. That was a very inappropriate thing for me to say.

MC: After all, we are six years apart. But you and I get along very well. We have a very harmonious relationship, and we chat with each other about anything, isn’t that right~

I kiss Victor ardently, fixing my eyes on him anxiously.

Victor looks at me with downcast eyes and leans forward a little more.

Victor: [extremely softly]  Do you not think about why we can get along and have a harmonious relationship even when we are six years apart, not to mention that we are colleagues?

MC: Of course not!

I rest my head against the back of the seat, shaking my head to declare it untrue immediately. Victor half-squints his eyes.

Victor: [even softer]  Is that so?

MC: We are Souvenir’s chef and the line cook, Pudding’s guardians and the ones it complains to, the Omnipotent CEO Victor and his thoughtful counterpart, the empty-headed and the sulky!

MC: And each other’s one and only partner for life!

Victor: [laughs softly]  …just keep the last one, the rest is quite excessive.

Feeling that I must run my fingers through Victor’s hair, I become more and more reluctant to let go of him.

MC: I want [MC’s Company Name] to always be a harmonious big family where everyone can communicate with each other on equal footing without the existing age gap…

MC: So, can the Omnipotent CEO Victor give me some advice? How do you guys handle the communication barrier between the old and new employees at LFG?

Victor: I don’t know. The HR department deals with communication problems between employees. Moreover, LFG is not a “big family” style company like yours.

MC: …

MC: Dammit, showing off again that LFG is an elite company.

When I pout and mutter, Victor also laughs along with me, akin to an obscure and ambiguous soothing kiss sent to me through the airflow.

Victor: However, there is indeed a clear gap between the employees of your company.

Victor: The group of employees when your father was there came out of traditional media; and the ones recruited after [MC’s Company Name] expanded are young people educated in new media.

Victor: When two viewpoints collide, some invisible friction is bound to arise.

Victor: The higher acceptance rate of the new employees’ proposals will inevitably bring an adverse effect on the mentality of the older employees, creating a sense of crisis regarding working age.

Victor: If it were other companies, they might have seized the opportunity of the trend to lay off old employees on the grounds of “Survival of the fittest.”

MC: I don’t want to lay off…

Victor: And you don’t want to lay them off, and you’ve never even considered that option, is that correct?

Victor speaks the words in my mind aloud almost at the same time. My heart smoothens because of his low and mellow voice, and I nod hard.

Victor: In that case, you have to make them feel that they are not “old.”

MC: So, how am I gonna do that?

Victor: Think about it yourself.

With a click, Victor opens the car door, and the fresh air rushes in from outside. His index finger softly draws a line across my cheek.

Victor: [heavenly laughter spilling from his voice]  If you have to trouble the Omnipotent CEO Victor to help you with this kind of thing, that’s not exactly being the “thoughtful counterpart,” is it?

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✧ [Chapter 3] ✧

Victor: …put together a copy of the budget on page 4, as I’ve suggested just now, and submit it again next Monday.

MC: Okay~

I nod with a beaming smile on my face, brisk walk to Victor, and take the document. He can’t help but glance up at me.

Victor: [sulking-mode alert]  Why do you seem especially lively today?

MC: Because I’m happy!

Victor lifts his eyebrows, hinting at me to continue.

I prop myself on the table with one hand and raise a finger.

MC: Cough, cough. Allow me to report one more piece of info on the latest situation of [MC’s Company Name].

MC: With my great efforts in communication and a series of team-building activities, the relationship between our new and old employees is gradually becoming more harmonious.

MC: And in order to improve the mindset among the former employees even better, we’ve decided to organize a “hipster party”!

Victor: ...hipster party?

MC: Mm! We’ve planned to invite everyone to have fun at the newly opened PUB called “STRAY” tomorrow.

MC: Willow was the one who recommended it. She said that they have loads of handsome men and beautiful ladies, and the environment is cool too!

MC: There is only one problem now though, and that is that some of the older employees said they might not be able to adapt to that kind of atmosphere, and they really don’t want to go...

MC: But if they don’t come, there will be no point in me hosting this party.

MC: Victor, what do you think I should do?

Victor: [and the sulking-mode is FULL ON] ...asking me to be your consultant again?

MC: You are the Omnipotent Victor~ Worst comes to worst, help me settle this difficult problem, and I’ll be your ox for next week!

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[Anika’s Notes]: MC uses an idiom here– “当牛做马” which means “working hard and without complaints like oxen and horses.” i.e. “doing whatever is asked of you”. I definitely could’ve gone for a more polished wording in the dialogue, but I really just wanted to keep the hilarity of MC’s speech 😂

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Victor: Every time a certain someone says something like this, she always ends up creating a bit of trouble.

MC: I don’t…

Despite quipping about me, Victor still smiles and points to the proposal in my hand.

Victor: The way you persuaded me regarding the feasibility of the proposal is how you can convince them.

Victor: Adopt special measures for the stubborn crew members.

Victor: As long as the other party does not firmly refuse, there is still a chance to continue inviting them.

MC: I think I’ve got it… thank you for the pointers, CEO Victor. I’ll go back and re-compile my persuasion talk!

Victor: Wait, MC.

Just as I’m about to leave, Victor suddenly stops me by calling out to me.

MC: What’s wrong?

A little unnaturally, Victor sits up straight and lifts his eyes to me.

Victor: That party of yours… what time is it tomorrow?

MC: Mm… around 8 or 9 pm?

Victor: How long are you planning to have fun?

MC: I’m the organizer, so I guess I’ll have to wait until everyone leaves…

Victor: [OH GOD THAT 100x SULKIER VOICE]  Owh. It seems I can cancel your midnight snack that day.

MC: That’s not necessary. So long as the party ends early, I can…

Staff Member: CEO Victor, the partners are already in the conference room.

Victor: Got it.

The employee outside the door interrupts my words, and Victor doesn’t give me a chance to wrangle as he stands up and walks straight to the door.

MC: Victor…!

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As it turns out, I don’t get to see even the shadow of the “busy bee Victor” until the following evening. Although he already reported his itinerary to me, I still can’t help feeling a little depressed.

MC: Is everyone here?

Anna: Everyone except Brother Zhang.

Brother Zhang is one of the earliest employees to come into the company and is the “elderly” who most often engages in disagreement with newcomers.

After everyone else agreed to attend, he was the only one left. Anna and I did a lot of ideological work on him, but we don’t know if we’ve been able to talk him into it.

Anna sends another text message to Brother Zhang, then shifts her gaze to my phone.

Anna: Are you still warring with Victor?

MC: Well, of course. How could he cancel my midnight snack just like that!

Even though the words in my mouth are very fierce, in reality, I dare myself and type on my phone, “Nothing in this PUB is delicious. Chef Victor’s craftsmanship is the best QAQ~”

…damn it. He is not texting me back.

I sigh, consistently having this thought in my head that I may have touched the whiskers of a certain big cat again, which is clearly not to be meddled with. But I’m unable to figure out what exactly went wrong.

And at this moment, Anna waves toward the other end.

Anna: Brother Zhang is here!

Brother Zhang’s expression is still a little hesitant when he meets our gaze, but the others have already pulled him to a table with cheerful laughter.

Brother Zhang: Ah, I just came over to say hello.

Brother Zhang scratches his head, waving his hand repeatedly.

Brother Zhang: Mainly, I felt that I couldn’t have fun the way you young people do, so this kind of occasion wouldn’t be appropriate for me to come…

MC: You mustn’t say that. There is no occasion for which a person cannot be “appropriate.”

MC: If you always keep thinking about the age gap and don’t wish to communicate with each other, won’t the barrier keep growing deeper and deeper?

MC: And what’s more, Brother Zhang may not know what we young people do for fun nowadays, but we also don’t know the things Brother Zhang used to do when he was young.

MC: I heard from our sister-in-law that you won her heart with your breakdance back then!

Intern: Wow, Brother Zhang can breakdance! That’s so amazing!

Intern: Brother Zhang, we happen to be working on a feature about dance and specific periods. Can you please tell us more about the days of your youth?

Brother Zhang: That… there isn’t much to talk about from when I was young…

Despite saying so, Brother Zhang’s face rises to a smile as he talks about his affairs, crowded by the youngsters.

Anna: Are you relieved now?

I nod, smiling knowingly together with Anna as we clink our glasses. At this time, Anna’s gaze suddenly crosses over my shoulders, and she raises an eyebrow in astonishment.

Anna: Hey? MC, is that a new recruit from our company sitting over there at the bar? Looks… pretty handsome.

I follow her line of sight, and there really is a tall and straight figure sitting near the bar in front of me. It’s just that the light in the pub is too dusky, making me unable to see his facial features clearly.

MC: His figure from behind really is very handsome… but why do I feel that he seems a little familiar?

As though sensing my gaze, the other party turns around and takes off his sunglasses.

The neon lights overhead project a bewitching splendor in that pair of slender eyes, his gaze firmly locking itself upon me.

MC: ––Victor?!

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✧ [Chapter 4] ✧

I prance up to my feet with a start.

When did Victor come here? And… why is he dressed like this?

In my impression, Victor is always either attired in a neat and tidy suit or an understated outfit, never failing to look like an elegant and meticulous gentleman.

But the Victor before my eyes at this very moment is wearing an unruly leather jacket, and inside is a printed shirt I’ve never seen before.

Two delicate silver-colored chains fall to his collarbones, glinting with a shimmering light as he turns around.

There are a few rings on his slender fingers, and the light draws the outlines of the rough patterns of the rings as he rubs the frame of the eyeglasses.

He is akin to a lion lying dormant in the darkness, inharmonious with this noisy environment yet blending in perfectly.

MC: Victor, you…

Just as I’m about to open my mouth, the music in the room reaches its climax, and a large group of people from the next table also rushes over at this moment.

Employees: Brother Zhang, we are short of people to play games here. Come to our table, hurry!

Employees: Boss, you come too!

MC: I…

Anna: MC can’t go right now.

Amidst the tumultuous pulling, Anna steadies my shoulders and says to the employees with a beaming smile on her face.

Anna: Your Boss fancies a certain handsome guy and is on her way to talk to him.

Anna makes a signal at the group with her gaze. Puzzled, everyone turns their heads, followed by letting out an “oooh” of realization.

Employees: He is indeed a really handsome guy who is super rich, gentle, and considerate. You go, Boss!

–– These guys!

I stifle my laughter, wave at them, and then quickly walk up to Victor.

MC: Hello, Mr. Handsome. May I have your contact information?

Victor: …

Victor shoots me a rather speechless glance, half-squinting his eyes.

Victor: You’re very proficient with your pick-up lines.

MC: [nervously]  Hehe, I learned them all from TV. And usually, I don’t have the opportunity to practice…

Victor: [HELP THE WAY HIS VOICE GOES—]  What? Where do you want to practice?

MC: No! No! I only want to practice on you!

I immediately express my loyalty and take his arm, swaying it as I pretentiously throw coquettish glances at him.

MC: So, Mr. Handsome, would you be willing to give me your contact information?

Victor: …you really are addicted.

Victor arches his eyebrows and changes his sitting posture, followed by a hint of interest suddenly gracing the corners of his lips.

Victor: My apologies, Miss. You’re not the type of girl I like.

MC: Victor! How dare you!

I break character in a heartbeat, causing Victor to laugh out loud in a low voice.

Victor: Not playing anymore?

MC: …humph, I can’t deal with you, so I’m not playing anymore.

I pull another bar stool over and sit on it, kicking him gently in the shin with my toes.

MC: Why didn’t you tell me that you were coming here? You didn’t even reply to my messages.

Victor: My phone was on silent, so I didn’t notice.

MC: Humph, fine, that’s a good enough reason.

Curious, I once again poke at the leather jacket he is wearing.

MC: Why did you suddenly dress like this? I almost didn’t even recognize you just now.

Victor: It’s common sense to don the most suitable outfit according to the corresponding setting.

Victor: Do I have to wear a three-piece suit here as well?

MC: I mean… I never imagined that you’d show up at the PUB.

Victor: [OH GOD THE WAY HE SULKILY MUTTERS UNDER HIS BREATH]  “Wouldn’t show up.” That’s because a certain someone didn’t invite me.

Victor speaks in a low voice and very speedily, and I’m unable to catch it properly through the beats of the music.

However, Victor has already leaned in slightly, looking straight at me.

Victor: [how do you sound 🥺 so while sulking]  Or do you think I’m not a fit for this kind of setting?

MC: Huh?

Suddenly, I vaguely understand something.

No wonder he asked me about my schedule like that yesterday, deliberately canceled my midnight snack, and appeared fully armed in front of me like this today…

Staring at his pursed-up lips beneath the intertwined light and shadow, my heart feels a little itchy, as if it’s being gently stroked by Pudding’s paw.

I pick up a glass of wine and speak solemnly.

MC: I have received CEO Victor’s protest.

MC: From this day forward, we must always be together no matter what the setting is, okay?

Victor doesn’t answer me, but his eyebrows have clearly donned the curvature of satisfaction.

He sits up straight again, raising his glass to me.

Victor: Since this is a rare visit, let’s sit for a while longer.

MC: Okay! I also want to look at more of this version of you, but… I also want to eat the midnight snack you’ve prepared for tonight.

Our wine glasses clink, producing a crisp and pleasant sound.

Victor’s smile prevails amid the rich aroma of the cocktail, his low and mellow voice carrying an indolence of satisfaction.

Victor: [VOICE DROPS TO HIS SEXY WHISPER]  That will depend on your performance tonight, and then I’ll consider again whether to cancel it or not.

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📞 Call and Moments: HERE!  (! Fair warning, they are equally gold)

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#Firstly congrats to MC for achieving yet another milestone and continuously making her man proud 🥺 #SULKING BIG CAT. SULKING BIG CAT. THE WAY HE SULKS ALMOST THE ENTIRE DATE. And the way MC is SO WARY of her sulking big cat LMAO #HE IS JUST SO BABY 🥺 MC coaxing style– *grab him–hug him–pat him–tell him you love him to death–then kiss him to death* 🥴🫠💘 #i just couldn’t stop laughing and smiling for even a moment throughout 🤣🥺 HE IS JUST SO ARRGGHH 世界第一甜的李泽言 indeed❤️ #also kudos to MC’s whole company LMAO. THAT PART WAS GOLD. they seem so used to with MC’s gushing LOL— “Ooh people look that’s Boss’ man”😂 #mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc #mr love victor #mr love queen's choice #恋与制作人 #李泽言 #love and producer #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc translations

[autism-corner]

augh look at my wife Y-Y

#some officials from twitter (i think) #PLEASE. #PLEASE.... #im on my knees begging ....... #theres NO food on ao3 sadly and :((( #augh you would NOT understand. #please. #piercings................. #from madness with love #please why is no one in this tag anymore i need people to talk to :( #sillyposting #I LOVE HIM SM OML. #you ever look at a man and just giggle because of how pretty he is??? <3 #AUGH. #you dont understand the emotional damage he specifically is doing to me :( #i need to print some pictures of him to put up in my room i wanna look at him 24/7 #augh if only i had a good bit of cardboard hed be such a good cutout... #WAIT maybe i do o.o... ooh.... #hed fit so well next to my seiko cutout theyre basically the same person.... #but unforts theres already a big poster i cant move so somewhere else'll have to do.... #WAIT. yes. i found the perfect spot. YAYYAYYAYAYYA #AUGH. AUGHAGUHAGUH. #insufferable pain bc my husband is too pretty.

[mobbothetrue]

Spotify prompt! Knuckles and tails, an 19 :)

Oh hoho! You managed to land FightSong by EVE (<- YouTube link), a song that by all rights shoulda been #2 (<- I refuse to pay Spotify money).

Hmm…. It’s been a while since I’ve done anything with Super Sonic Speed, but I always did intend to write follow-ups…

.•.•.•.

The city is unbelievably loud. They’re in what Sonic had called a shopping district, and it’s apparently very popular. Knuckles would kind of like to go home, a lot, actually, but Tails is flirting from one shop to another and he doesn’t have it in him to shut the kid down. Sonic is somewhere on the periphery of their little group— he and Tails had bonded, thick as thieves, and Knuckles— well, he tolerated the guy.

Tails gasps like he’s seeing the sun rise for the first time, excited enough that he’s lifting off the ground. Knuckles ambles over, grabs him by the ankle, and pulls him back down. He’s looking at some sort of… thing. Knuckles can’t make heads or tails of it, but it’s definitely saying something to Tails.

Hmm. He is, at least, familiar with the idea of shops. Chao liked to set them up, sometimes, selling fruit or handmade crafts for rings, but Knuckles has no idea if their idea of currency and everyone else’s aligns. Would the shopkeep accept a fruit? Most chao did. It isn’t like rings are a problem, so…

Knuckles turns, seeking out Sonic in the crowd. There he is— stiff as anything, glancing frantically back and forth between Knuckles and some other hedgehog, a pink one. One of his friends, maybe? They look irritated, maybe not. Knuckles steps away from Tails, invites himself into their conversation.

“and you just RAN OFF—“ the hedgehog is shouting. Sonic cracks his mouth open, a faint wheeze escaping.

“Hey,” Knuckles says.

“—do you have ANY IDEA how WORRIED I was—“

This looks like a battle Sonic is better off fighting on his own. Still, Knuckles needs his question answered. “Hey,” he repeats, slightly louder.

“—I mean, I knew you were alright because my cards said so, but—“

“Hey Knuckles,” Sonic manages to crack out, “this is Amy.”

Amy tilts her head at him, and then gives him a sharp, discerning once-over. “Are you one of his other friends?” She asks.

“Yeah, sure,” Knuckles says, and then “do rings work as currency down here?”

She blinks at him, as if this is a weird thing to ask. “Yes?” She says.

“Okay,” Knuckles says, nodding, “try not to scare him too bad.”

Any lingering confusion evaporates, and she whirls around to find Sonic trying to sneak away. “AGAIN!” she shouts, full of conviction, and Knuckles makes his way back to where he left Tails. He isn’t pressed up against the glass anymore, so Knuckles steps into the store. Yeah, there he is. Hovering— literally— over the same display.

Knuckles takes a moment to properly observe, rooting around for the terms Tails would use, in an attempt to ensure he gets the right thing. There’s a looping track, and a few other gadgets on the sides. A switch, one of them looks like, and some barricade, and a few blinking lights. On the track itself is a… sideways cylinder, set on wheels, connected to a few boxes, puffing out smoke— or steam, maybe. Tails is absorbed enough in watching it chug along that he doesn’t even realize Knuckles is standing right next to him. Knuckles’ll just have to make sure he comes up for air, occasionally.

He casts about the rest of the store, vaguely lost. There are a lot of displays, and a lot of colourful boxes. Knuckles picks up one, flips it over, and realizes swiftly he is out of his depth. He brings the box over to Tails, handing it to him. Tails holds onto it for a full few seconds, watching with bated breath as the cylinder switches tracks, before he looks down. His fur all along his spine puffs up, and he turns to look at Knuckles so fast he has to wonder if Sonic hasn’t started to rub off on him in more ways than one. That’s the right box, for sure.

“Really?” Tails asks, voice breathy with excitement, and Knuckles ruffles his fur instinctually.

“‘Course.”

Maybe the shopping district isn’t that bad.

#eggthew #prompt fill #askbox #uhhh so. I kind of barely followed fightsong at all I CAN EXPLAIN #went off the visuals instead of the lyrics. two people running around in city. ooh I could do knuckles protecting tails from Eggman in some #kind of egg city! ah hang on there’s the eggperial city arc in idw and I haven’t read that yet. so I’m not confident in portraying it. hmmm #I could do a Different egg city… man Knuckles and Tails. what a great pair. I really enjoyed writing them in super sonic speed. hey! I could #do super sonic speed’s Knuckles’s first time in a city! maybe he gets kind of freaked out? escape from the city haha #well tails would be familiar with cities. and sonic would be there ofc but I’ll shuffle him off to the side so he doesn’t hog the spotlight #I could do tails looking at a shop! yeah! and knuckles needs to ask how currency works but sonic is… busy? hmm. oh! a city!!!! amy lives in #a city!! she runs into sonic! which keeps him from coming back over with knuckles. I always did mean to write her reunion with sonic. #that’ll be nice to do. alright. perfect. it’s all working out. get to the final few lines. think ‘hey how did I end up with this anyway.’ #pulse of adrenaline as my brain goes OH YEAH FIGHTSONG. ach. #I’m happy w this though :) #knuckles: I Tolerate sonic. at best. #sonic: hey I am in a vaguely uncomfortable situation #knuckles *rolling up metaphorical sleeves*: do I need to kick ass #Amy making a mental note: sonic apparently befriending a space alien okay okay cool #they meet up for ice cream. knuckles is inflicted with curse of immediate brainfreeze. tails is So Excited about his new model train set #within a week he mods it to A) be strong enough to pull the Master Emerald and B) be armed.

[morethanwonderful]

God the first chapter of Tai Sui is so silly, but it's also, like. Here's Xi Ping being ridiculous and causing a scene with some insane scheme, but he's doing it to help out a friend that was put in a tight spot. Here's Xi Ping as the mysterious masked musician behind the scenes, playing the music and controlling the scene while someone else sings in the spotlight.

Xi Ping starts and ends the novel with Jiangli. He's her accompaniment and she's his namesake hundreds of years after her death. And given his last scene in the final extra—the glimpse of that performance at the movie before he dies, Xi Ping starts and ends the novel as an enigmatic performer with no real name, followed by waves of gossip in his wake.

He's always just that odd person playing the qin, his identity disguised, both beginning and ending forever.

#the first scene is so goofy and kinda has some problems with the 'ooh man in a dress how weird-looking' routine #but also this makes me insane #do you see it? #he's literally introduced to us in a disguise #but it's a terrible disguise seen through right away and it sends him running #but by the end he's so mysterious and so out of his time that nobody ever finds out who mr. peony is #I feel insane do you see it #everything about xi ping gives me shrimp emotions #tai sui #tai sui priest #xi ping #xi shiyong #tai sui spoilers #xi ping my beloved #taisuiposting

[running-in-the-dark]

normally I'm not a fan of clip show episodes buuut I'm really enjoying the ones in season 6 of Night Court.

not just because of all the Dan stuff but... okay only 99% because of that.

also "not sleazy but ethically questionable in regards to women" - oh Daaan 🙄

#by far the best part is seeing all his pretty suits #and when his hair was longer and shorter :3 #and more or less grey :3 #very cute #and he's sooo awful 🥰 very nice summary of why I love him (unfortunately lol) #he's so funny. he's so so stupidly funny #it's nice to know that there's things that can overcome my insane morality issues #ooh this character did a not great thing once? hmm yeah the brain can't handle it sorry. #this man is the worst? horrible awful terrible not good ever in any way? yes please :) #it's a mystery why he gets a pass (it's because I find him insanely attractive and he's so fucking funny and it's simply too much) #(no seriously it's because I was already obsessed with him before I started watching the show and obsession is stronger than the issues so. #that makes it okay! #because yes I have to justify this to myself! can't just like him! I've got to fill out a form for my brain every time I accidentally think #about this :) hmm can we like him... no we can't... but WHAT IF...) #anyway whatever I just watched both these episodes twice lol #personal #night court #dan fielding #also. not relevant but he's definitely gained weight over these six seasons and. I'm only mentioning that because. I like it soooo much. 🥵 #he looks so good. ugggh #it does not matter but. I like it.

[yakny]

"the morally ambiguous man before him, encompassing the blurry line between coercion and persuasion"

I present to you: The Handler

#no alt text #LN #THE FIRES ARE REACHING US #LN original character #my oc art #The Handler #(doesn't have a name yet. i just know it has to start with a. ''alonzo'' or ''alphonse'' are currently top contenders. we'll see.) #the aesthetics of this character is 1940s noir movies. jazzy undertones. neon bar lights and singers. angels. world heavy secrets. #*me snapping my fingers* ''I've traveled the world and the seven seas. Everybody's looking for something'' 🎙️😔 #he was originally going to have black jet hair but... he reminded me too much of another LN character and i cannot lie: #the man's working the golden honey blonde hair. it softens his rotten character. listen. i NEEDED a north kingdom villain and none of the #canon ones were cutting it. they're either greedy or aloof. i needed someone charming. with goals. with no remorse. #someone to set this kingdom on fire and not even be sorry about it. YES. Y E S. ''the fires are reaching us'' indeed. #''You’ve sent me out to burn. Now here I am‚ BURNING. You shouldn’t have started fires you had no chance of putting out.'' #still not over agata's line to him. ooh! OOOOH!!! you're doing amazing babygirl 👏😭!!! #yeah. yeah. 🧍‍♂️🛋️ #sorry im like this. im currently listening to cinematic cover of ''sweet dreams'' by kat leon and it's doing something to me

[theflyingfeeling]

same vibes

previously in the series: click here

#blind channel #joel hokka #meisje met de parel / girl with a pearl earring (johannes vermeer 1665) #man with a wide back (ville salminen 2022) #first i was like ooh it's kinda like that famous painting #then i went to look at the painting and was like nah maybe not #then i was like eh fuck it close enough #anyway i'm whining here he's so 🥵🥵 WIDE 🥵🥵 #i want to demolish him

[appalachy]

So difficult to not be delusional when he says shit like " i mean you look s cool i def think you could play the bass, youve got what it takes also you make a great company' but ok

#LOL #normally im not delusional #its my friends fault for feeding into it #saying shit like ooh you two would look ao good together i can def see that #im indifferent #idc abt him #but why would he say that i look cool #what is the reason 🤔 #man

[godsprettiestprincess]

Jackles is pretty but he’s so scared of looking stupid that it cancels out and makes him boring. Mark p on the other hand—

#stupidest looking man on the planet I love him so much he’s so handsome #ooh I can make things unrebloggable that’s fun

[im-still-watching-anime]

tbh i feel like when my instructor assigned this reading he wasn’t taking into consideration how my brain would be too preoccupied with bsd season 4 to focus on it :/

#pretty shortsighted of him ngl #my brain nonstop since i watched it: the color shift the color shift the color shift the COLOR SHIFT #im still going insane about it #because i was all ooh theyre keeping it monotone for the flashback arc #and i was excited because bsd’s lighting SLAPS and the monotones looked SO gorgeous #but then it SHIFTED and it was SO gorgeous and SUCH a moment and UGHHH #im screaming internally #all that still preoccupying my thoughts and this man wants me to read about FREUD #smh #god i want to rewatch the episodes so bad but sleep and school and homework and ughhh