#played this just yesterday truly phenomenal

[dandydragon]

i'm outside of my house

#doom #myhouse.wad #doom 2 #played this just yesterday truly phenomenal

[casualheizouenjoyers]

🌱

𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 ➬

𝐆𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (lowkey self indulgent)

⨳ 𓏲˖ 🩹 ˖ ࣪ 📓 ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.

☕ 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 who unintentionally finds a way to always speak so highly of you, constantly praising you for the little things to others out of love ➫

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ→˚₊· ꒰🧸꒱

🍞 Sitting on his office bench, Jing Yuan continued to read the book you recommended him a few days ago, so far he quite enjoyed the book; reading deeply into the books melancholy plot twist and theorizing about what will happen next; Jing Yuan would constantly have distinct facial expressions when he would encounter an unexpected plot twist. yanqing would notice the general's erratic face expressions and would quirk a brow in curiosity.

“May I am what you're reading general? “, Yanqing spoke with inquisitiveness, truly curious on what is going on in Jing Yuan’s mind.

Jing Yuan taking his sharp vibrant golden yellow eyes off of the book, he looks up at Yanqing standing next to him with his signature grin. Jing Yuan begins to speak with a delighted tone, “oh? Well, this is a book [Name] recommended to me, it's quite the read. They always know the best books to recommend, their taste are quite phenomenal. “

🌱୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

☕ 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 who can't cook for shit, so if you're able to cook he'll beg you to prepare his favorite dishes for him; some how his sly mouth always convinces you to cook for him ➫

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ→˚₊· ꒰🧸꒱

🍞 Walking into the kitchen, Jing Yuan lays his eyes apon you, a soft, tender smile forms across his face seeing you take raw ingredients out of the refrigerator. He slowly walks over to you, leaning on one of the counter tops while looking at you take out the marinated beef you prepped yesterday. You turn around to see him looking at you with a smile; you could see right through the deception.

“What is it Jing Yuan?” You continue to run around the kitchen taking out ingredients you needed to cook tomorrow's lunch, not even giving the man the time of day.

Jing Yuan began to speak in a sly tone, “I can't just watch my partner from time to time? It's truly-” you cut him of admittedly.

“What do you really want Jing Yuan?” Your tone sounds rushed, truth be told you didn't know what you where going to cook for this man.

“Well, I'm quite offended now. Is it really that peculiar for me to want to see my gorgeous partner?” His words flowed out smoothly, the smirk on his face says it all as you sigh stopping in your frantic tracks.

“No-, it is not. But I can clearly tell when you want something. “ your voice came out harsher than you intended, though Jing Yuan knew you weren't truly aggravated.

Walking behind you, Jing Yuan slowly wrapped his hands around your waist, he pressed his body against yours, laying his head in the crook of your neck letting out a small chuckle.

“Well, I might as well admit my wrong doings, “ he sighed, his breath tickled your neck making you shiver, “I did come in here for something. Though I should be polite when asking; may you please cook my favorite love? I would truly be thankful… “ Jing Yuan spoke in a gentle voice, you could feel the vibrations of his voice through your body. At this point you completely folded and just gave in.

“……fine… “ you let out a sigh. In defeat.

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☕ 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 who gets jealous of Mimi because she takes up all of your attention so he does the most ridiculous stuff just to get even the slightest attention from you➫

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ→˚₊· ꒰🧸꒱

🍞 Jing Yuan looks across the living room from the luscious chestnut colored recliner to see you and Mimi playing together; you giving all your attention to his adorable companion made a feeling arise inside him, he was quite jealous, from a lion at that. Jing Yuan leans back into the comfortable chair, closing his eyes and letting out a loud sigh in hopes of pulling your attention away from Mimi, even if it's just for a second. Hearing no response he opened on of his eyes directing his gaze towards you would was still petting Mimi who was laying her head on your lap.

Making sure to sigh louder this time he yet again preformed the same action as before only to realize that you weren't going to say anything to him. Jing Yuan let out incoherent words about Mimi being all over you while you didn't even give him the time of day. Jing Yuan quietly get out of his chair and sits down next to you on the soft white couch in close proximity. You looked over to him as he pushed Mimi's head gentle out your lap.

"What'd you do that for-” you where cut off by the feeling of Jing Yuan’s head resting on your lap, a small smile was plastered on his face as he grabbed you hand moving it Stoke his hair.

You sigh as you run your hands through his silky hair, smiling, “If you wanted my attention you could've just told me so. Look at Mimi, she looks betrayed. “

Jing Yuan looks over to Mimi who some how has a look of betrayal on her face. He sighed but soon smiled after as he reached his hands out to Mimi to pet her. Unfortunately for Jing Yuan Mimi took this as a sign to rest her head onto of his, pretty much almost suffocating him. He struggled a little to push Mimi off while you laughed at the pair. to be honest you're surprise he didn't die that day.

🌱୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

☕ 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 who gets passive aggressive with anyone who tries to hit on you, he'd speak professionally but his words would be filled with rage when speaking➫

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ→˚₊· ꒰🧸꒱

🍞 It's late at night when Jing Yuan told you he would have to stay at the office for a while due to an over load of incoming paper work, you being the good partner you are, you decide to bring Jing Yuan his favorite take out food. As you are outside of Jing Yuan’s office a obviously intoxicated man appears in front of you, swaying back an forth slightly. He started to speak with you, eyeing you like you where some type of toy. You scrunched your nose up in disgust, turning away from the man and continued to walk to Jing Yuan’s office but this belligerent man would not stop following you, so you turned around and told hin sternly that you where not interested, though this did not stop his disgusting comments.

You feel hand slowly crib your shoulder gently and looked over quickly; thank god it was only Jing Yuan, though you can tell he seemed to be quite angry at the moment.

“[Name], are you doing ok? Us this drunken fool bother you my love? “ nothing but sweet concerns feel from Jing Yuan's mouth as he checked on your well being.

“Yeah! Who are you?! Get outta here, I saw them first” at this point this random man could barely make out any words coherently.

Jing Yuan looks at the man dead in his eyes, he smiles at him kindly but you could obviously tell it was a facade. “Sir, I think it's time for you to go home before I have to show you-“ Jing Yuan was cut off by the drunk man spitting insults his way. You can tell Jing Yuan is getting even more aggravated by the second.

“Just a friendly reminder, though I am a general, I have no problem having a physical altercation with a civilian. “ Jing Yuan spoke with pure malice filling his throat; at this point he was completely done dealing with this man and just wanted hin gone.

It was like a bell hand rung in the drunk mans’ head after hearing the words “general” and “physical altercation”.the man slowly started to apologize and back away slowly not wanting to provoke the general any longer. He soon began to run away far away from where you and Jing Yuan stand. Soon after Jing Yuan began to lecture you about not telling him where you are and about how he could've not been there, don't worry it's all out of love.

🌱୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

☕ 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 loves to hear about all of your special interest, taking important mental notes about your favorite aspects of such things, he'd would then gift you something that you like from your special interest like a week later➫

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ→˚₊· ꒰🧸꒱

🍞 You where rambling to Jing Yuan about the garden you had started a few months ago and how things where going. Jing Yuan sat there across the table from you as he rested his elbow on the table with his palm on his face as he stares at you with pure affection coated in his eyes. Just hearing your voice made Jing Yuan Falk to his knees;he is very detached to you and your interest.

“I really want Juliet's rose but it's extremely rare, I would do anything just to have it. “ you sighed out, thinking about how pretty the rose is, it truly intrigued you.

Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow after processing what you want dearly; it was now set in his mind that he would get you those flowers to plant in your garden, even if it was a challenge.

…

Boy finding those roses where quite a challenge. They where very pricey, though Jing Yuan didn't care about the price at all, he was way more focused on finding an good retail florist that can guarantee that the roses are in perfect condition. Jing Yuan would spend around 3 weeks looking for only the best to gift to you; he refused to give you nothing but the best. But finally after searching for what felt like years, he was finally able to find and but from a trusted source. He planned on giving you the rare roses when he got off of work for the day, thank god time past by fast because it seems like he's more excited than you'd be

Jing Yuan see you sitting on the couch next to Mimi who's curled up next to your feet. You look over to Jing Yuan who had a wide grin on his face as he called out your name voice laced in joy.

“[Name], do you remember the rises you wanted? Ah, the Juliet roses? “ Jing Yuan voice came out smooth and calm though he had a huge grin on his face.

“Hm, yeah why? “ you question him, raising an eyebrow

“Well, I remember you saying you wanted them, so I took it alone myself to get them for you my dear. “ his gaze softens as he looks at you, admiration visibly displayed on his face; he truly loved seeing you in joy

🌱୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

⨳ 𓏲˖ 🩹 ˖ ࣪ 📓 ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.

#gabby rambles #jing yuan #jing yuan x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #scenarios #rambles #hsr x reader #hsr #hsr jing yuan #gn reader #omg guys i actually wrote something

[sserpente]

The Weight of a Promise - Part II

Synopsis: One month has passed since you reluctantly became Lord Gortash's concubine. You ought to hate him--yet your heart seems to disagree.

A/N: When inspiration strikes…you gotta strike back! Took a bit longer than I expected but here we go! :D

You can read Part I here!

Words: 2523 Warnings: violence, blood, mentions of prostitution, concubine!Reader

“Good morning, dear. I take it you’ve had sweet dreams?”

You stirred, eyes flying open. You were warm, and comfortable. Cosy. Your head was resting on Gortash’s naked chest, his right arm pressing you close against his body. You had gotten so used to his presence and the intimacy between you that you didn’t even flinch away when his fingertips ghosted over your bare shoulder but instead…took relish in it.

“Morning…”

One whole month. You had been keeping an eye on the calendar on Gortash’s desk. You were surprised, to say the least. Part of you had suspected he would grow tired of you after a few days and move on to the next whore he’d be given for free. Perhaps one that would throw herself at him.

Alas, as much as you hated to admit it, you had begun to enjoy his company. Enver Gortash was as insufferable as he was megalomaniacal. But he was charming, too. No wonder the city gladly accepted him as its hero and saviour.

His mask was perfect. You very much doubted he truly did have a heart for the homeless and the poor though. Only yesterday had you overheard him talk about increasing the tax rates for small businesses for more profit to put into his Steel Watch. Now that you spent so much time with him, you would have believed his chivalry too had you not known the truth. A good man did not keep concubines, not like this. A good man did not have rumours spread about him worshipping one of the dead three.

And yet, despite everything, part of you was growing…grateful. He’d kept his promise. Thanks to him, you barely remembered what hunger was now. He had gotten you so many dresses you could never decide what to wear and every night, you shared his bed, warm and comfortable, nestled underneath his soft sheets.

The sex was phenomenal, of course. Just like the very first time he had claimed you, you would be lying if you insisted it wasn’t a pleasurable experience for you. Only it was empty, meaningless. Why else would he keep you around if not for a wet hole to fuck when he was overcome with lust?

The more time you were forced to spend with him, the more you realised that you wanted him to like you for more than your body. To know that you were more than an object for him to play with and entertain himself with and to convince yourself and your stupid feelings that he was not the villain you took him for. To soothe your own conscience.

It could be Stockholm Syndrome, you thought, chewing on your lower lip. But then again, he had told you that you were free to go the very day you arrived, made it seem like it had been your own choice to become a slave to his most carnal desires in exchange for your basic human needs to be met.

The mornings all started the same. You and Gortash had breakfast together, after that he tended to his archduke business and you remained in bed for a while longer, reading the books he owned. He’d call you over at some point, eager for your company—or your body.

As of right now, he was finished with his duties for the day. After a rich lunch, he’d insisted on taking a walk with you by the sea near Wyrm’s Rock to take his mind off things, a Steel Watcher always in close vicinity to protect him.

“You are not focusing at all, are you, dear? Could you at least put in a little bit of effort? Make it a challenge for me!”

You blinked. You’d been staring at the lance board for what must have been several minutes with your knees tucked and your chin resting between them. Gortash had insisted you played with him tonight. Only you had no idea how.

“I don’t know how to play,” you admitted.

Amusement flashed over Gortash’s handsome face. “You don’t know how to play lance board? Truly?”

You shook your head.

He took a deep breath. “Well, in that case…it is rather simple. There are six pieces in the game that—”

“Why did you increase the tax rates?” You couldn’t help it. The question left your lips before you could stop yourself. You were curious.

Gortash paused, momentary surprise marking his features. “And since when exactly, pray tell, do I discuss political matters with my concubine?”

“It’s just a question. I overheard you passing the bill.”

“You mean you were eavesdropping.”

You frowned. “You knew I was right there.”

“Ah, yes.” He chuckled. But then, nothing.

“So?”

“Protection is expensive, my dear. My Steel Watch requires constant maintenance. Maintenance that requires materials. Materials that cost money.”

“I don’t believe that.”

“Pardon me?”

“I’ve seen the documents. You have two vaults at the Counting House. Two vaults that are bulging with gold.” You’d caught a glimpse at the numbers, black ink on a fresh roll of parchment one morning while he’d made you keep his cock warm for him at his desk. You swallowed. “If you truly had the city’s best interest at heart you would be reaching into your own pockets to help out. That is true charity.”

Gortash raised an eyebrow. He appeared amused, if anything. “I am giving the citizens of Baldur’s Gate a purpose. By contributing in the form of taxes, they are contributing to keeping the city and themselves safe. And unlike my own fortunes, tax money is in constant circulation.”

You scoffed. “If that’s what you need to tell yourself.”

“I will not have you criticize my rule, my dear. Were you a lady or an adviser of mine, I could have your head for this without anyone batting an eyelash.”

Too far. You swallowed. So much for trying to convince yourself he was not a villain. “I apologise.”

“Good. Now, as I said. There are six types of pieces in the game. The first—”

Gortash was interrupted yet again. This time, however, by an airborne knife knocking the piece he pointed to straight to the ground where it shattered into a dozen pieces.

“Playing with your whore instead of working? You disappoint me, lordling.”

Gortash stiffened visibly. “Orin.”

Your eyes widened when you turned to face the unwanted visitor. She was as pale as the moon itself, with white creamy eyes piercing your soul. And her clothes…where they made of…skin? She staggered closer on bare feet, retrieving her dagger.

“You’ll find I have made much progress with our operation. But unlike you, I am a man of true entertainment. Uninterrupted murder is not up my alley.”

You blinked. Murder? What in the hells was he talking about?

“You are losing your focus, lordling. Do you need a reminder?”

Before you had processed what was happening, Orin grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled you flush against her. The smell of rotten meat and blood filled your nostrils, the blade of her dagger pressing into your skin. Her hands were ice-cold.

You gasped for air, paralysed. You willed your legs to kick her, your fingers to scratch her, your head to shatter her chin…but your body did not obey. Fear wrapped its icy claws around you, preventing you from taking action.

One wrong movement…and you would die. Your eyes found Gortash’s, yours pleading, begging. Surely, he would not let her harm you, surely, he would care if you lived after having shared the bed with him so many times…

“Now don’t be ridiculous, Orin. She’s my concubine. The only thing you will accomplish by killing her is making a mess of my office. I can always get a new one at the snap of my fingers.”

Your face fell, heart skipping several beats in a row. Not because of your fear now—but because it broke. Your lips parted. Was that truly how he felt after you’d spread your legs for him, listened to his sorrows, and kept him company? He’d promised to treat you well. Discarding you to the first bloodthirsty killer—whoever this Orin was—would break that promise after all.

“Well…then you won’t mind if I slit her throat? Bathe in her sweet blood and feast on her intestines? Would you still like to fuck her then, lordling?”

For just a second, you believed to catch a glimpse of actual panic glistening in his dark eyes. It was a fleeting moment, quickly replaced by a mask of steel.

“Orin, no, stop it!”

The woman laughed, the stench of stale blood almost making you gag as she pressed the blade even further against your delicate skin until you could feel a slight burn and something warm and sticky running down your throat.

“Orin!” You had not imagined it. There was panic swinging in his voice too now.

With a start, she removed her dagger from your throat and pushed you. You landed on your hands and knees on the hard stone floor, a pained cry escaping your lips due to the impact.

“With Ketheric Thorm dead, you should be on your guard, lordling. Because right now, your little plan is falling apart. And I am so very eager to spill blood in your chambers.”

“Control yourself, Orin. Ketheric’s death is a temporary setback. Once the Netherstone is back in our possession, we have nothing to fear and everything will go according to plan.”

You felt pathetic, cowering on the cold floor and listening to the conversation. You only understood half of what they were saying. Netherstones? What plan? And who was Ketheric Thorm?

“I will gut you if not, Gortash.” She disappeared in a mist of black and red as if her flesh erupted into a million pieces before evaporating.

Only now did you realise how heavily you were breathing. Gortash bent down, one of his hands resting on your shoulder.

“Are you alright?”

“No! No, I’m not alright!” you exclaimed, biting back a sob.

“You would have let her kill me!”

“I would not.”

“Yes! That’s what you said!” Another sob, one you were unable to hold back. You were trembling. You could feel a small trickle of blood running down your cleavage right between your breasts.

Gortash grabbed a hold of your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Showing her I care for you would have been showing her weakness and that I cannot afford. I apologise you were caught between the lines.”

Care.

“How am I supposed to believe that? Am I not a means to an end? You keep acting like I should be grateful you took me in and gave me a roof over my head in exchange for sex and now I almost…” You did not dare finish the thought. Died.

“You stupid girl. Do you truly think I would keep just any woman around my private quarters where I conduct important city business? Do you think I would share my private bed with just any prostitute?”

“I…I…” You hesitated. He was not wrong.

“I am not the kind of man to pursue, my dear. I learned the hard way you simply have to take what you want in life. I liked you. So I had you brought here.”

“Why didn’t you just say so? Why must everything you do be a power trip?”

“A power trip? Exercising dominance is crucial to survive in this world. I want you here, by my side. Is that not enough? What else do you want me to tell you?”

He helped you up, retrieving a cloth from the cupboard next to a wash bowl. The gentleness with which he wiped at your throat and your chest to clean the blood off of you surprised you so much yet another sob escaped you.

“I…I want you to tell me…you care about me? I’m not just a whore you can easily replace?”

“I don’t want any of the other whores. I wanted you. And I still do. I have no reason to lie to you, my dear. And you care about me too. I can see it in your eyes. You like the things we do together. Am I right?”

You nodded, unable to utter words for a moment.

“I hate myself for it.”

“Oh? And why is that, my dear?”

“You’re not a good person, Gortash. I can see that. I can feel it with every fibre of my being.”

“But…?”

“But…”

He threw the cloth away and cupped your face, planting a tender kiss on your lips.

“I wouldn’t have stayed if I didn’t…”

He smirked. He understood.

“I will have some servants fetched to run you a hot bath. I have some business to attend to. Then I will join you.”

“Gortash?”

“No.” He lifted a hand, a thoughtful expression decorating his handsome features for a moment. “I want you to call me by my first name when we’re in private. Enver.”

You frowned, lips parting in shock. The archduke of Baldur’s Gate wanted you to…call him by his first name?

“Enver.” You tasted the name on your tongue. It felt strange and yet…oddly familiar.

“That’s better.”

“Who is Orin? And don’t even think about telling me it doesn’t concern me given she just almost killed me.”

Gortash sighed. “She is…the Chosen of Bhaal, the god of murder and a reluctant ally of mine.”

Your eyes widened, shock rippling through you. Bhaal? The god of murder? One of the dead three?

“And who is…was…Ketheric Thorm?”

“The Chosen of Myrkul, a general who ruled over the Shadow Cursed Lands. Another reluctant ally.” Myrkul. He too was one of the dead three. The rumours you had heard about Gortash… Could that possibly mean…

“Go-…Enver…what deity do you worship?”

He smiled at you wickedly. “You have a sharp mind indeed, my dear. You might just be able to best me in a game of lance board in time.”

“Tell me what deity you worship.”

“You already know, do you not? You have asked me before, when we first met. And I am indeed, my dear, the Chosen of Bane. I will lead this city to glory.”

You took a step back, shock spreading in your veins like spiked vines. “What is this plan? What are the Netherstones?”

“That’s enough questions for now. Go and rest. The servants will be with you shortly.” He strode off, yet before he wrapped his hands around the doorknob, he turned his head and said, “Let me say it again: You belong by my side now, my dear. You have my protection. You have nothing to fear from me—or Orin, I will make sure of that. You might not agree with my methods but you cannot fight your own heart. You can trust me.”

With that, he was gone. Another promise. One that the growing butterflies in your stomach hoped he would never break. You belong by my side now, my dear.

You could leave, he had said a month ago. You should leave. Instead, you found yourself heading over to the wooden tub get rid of your now bloody dress.

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[rhythmicjester]

💜💜🥳🥳🥳🥳 HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIDGET!!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳🥳💜💜

(this was meant to post yesterday actually during their bday but tumblr shat itself ARRRGHHHH… alas..)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVOURITE OUR WONDERLAND CHARACTER WHOM I LOVE WITH ALL MY HEART 🥹🥹💜 featuring my lovely friends who enable my insanity

edited floaty gidget and me being stupidly sappy n rambley under the cut..

okay so I started playing our wonderland like a year ago now and safe to say its like totally taken over my life ��� and gidget. aagh. gidget. aagh. aaagh!!!!

im really bad at articulating stuff (probably on account of my mental impairment but… YKNWO… XD) and there is lots of feelings and thoughts and agh gidget. GIDGETTT!!!! i will try my best to word

our wonderland as a whole has grown to mean a shit ton to me (but ill talk more abt that at length in a later post) and i love all the characters so so fucking much and especially gidget and iggy. especially gidget, oh gidget has thieved away with this aching heart of mine. or something.

im always extremely drawn to n obsessed w characters and storylines around like… a self suppression, muting, coiling up into some unreal ideal and reality so deeply it becomes some 'new reality', until you can barely see yourself anymore…. im crazy abt that shit. it rules. and gidget is all that. and also just a silly illy billy booly looly who i want to put in my mouth and chew up like a wad of paper. uh

i think about them like all the time 24/7 366 (cause its a leap year!) and im always like. thinking on new angles and perspectives and little intricacies and probably a solid 80% of it is just all in my head but god. i love them sm they are so awesome n well written n silly n WAAAAAAAAAAAGH

i love gidget so much. i love our wonderland so much. thankyou carrot so much for your wonderful phenomenal storytelling, characters and art, im like consistently entranced and blown away by it istg.

again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIDGET!!!!!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳💜💜💜🥹 and i hope all of you have very fantastic days. i luv this game n fandom n gidget so much. life may be very stormy and dark and scary but oh it truly is joyous i think. but maybe thats a little too sappy even for me

i eep now

goodnight !

(oh and heres the floaty gidget. im really proud of how it turned out. i keep on flying around the print out of it and saying 'look they have smelled some delicious pie…' i am a very predictable and simple person.)

#our wonderland #gidget bordelle #aaah *sighing happily* #yipee ☺️ #YAY IT FINALLY FUCKING UPLOADED I ONLY HAD TO USE MY FRIENDS MAC LMAOOOO sob..

[hmdeath]

Hello!

So this is not a question but rather just me rambling and fangirling over Astarion, his story and especially your fic "Unravel".

I love it so much, really! You're doing such a phenomenal job writing it and I'm getting all excited whenever there's a new chapter!

So when I was on my way to work yesterday a song I used to love but hadn't heard in a long time started playing. It's also called "Unravel". It's actually an english cover of one of the openings from the anime "Death Note" by Jonathan Young (I love his music, omg).

And I was like "oh funny, just yesterday there was a new chapter of this really cool fic called "Unravel" as well."

So when I started paying more attention to the lyrics I thought that the song was quite fitting for Astarion and especially your fic!

I mean, of course not every line of the song is fitting! I thought about it like "what if the 'real' Astarion was aware of everything ascended Astarion did to Hikari and in general?"

So here are the lyrics:

Oh, can you tell me, can you tell me the way the story ends?

A monster in my heart, a ghost inside my chest

I′m broken down, the world around us surrounds my suffering

(He is a monster, he's but a ghost of what he was before. Also I believe A!Astarion is truly suffering, he has never been happy since the ritual. But there's also nothing he can do about it on his own, because it's just the way he has to be after it.)

You smile and laugh at me, but you don't see a thing

Damaged and broken as I am, I′m trying not to breathe

Unraveled, I'm not unraveled by the truth I finally see (Freeze)

I'm breakable, unbreakable

I′m shakeable, unshakeable

Unraveling since I found you

And now I′m turning to dust in a world that's twisted

Don′t come searching when I go missing

Close your eyes or just try to look away, don't want to hurt you

(Like... Hikari didn't have to return to him and spawn!Astarion probably wouldn't have wanted her to endanger herself even if it was so 'save' him, right?)

We live in the world someone else imagined

The ghost of what′s left of me all but vanished

Remember my heart, how bright I used to shine

(Okay, this is a bit of a stretch since he was undead before the ritual and his heart certainly didn't 'shine' that bright, haha 😂 but he did fall in love with her, so that's enough for me!)

Entangled in the loneliness

The memory of innocence

It's stinging me, it′s breaking me

The pain is spreading endlessly

I cannot move, I close my eyes

I try to breathe, I realize

I'm paralyzed, I'm paralyzed

Unravel the world

(Again, what if spawn!Astarion was aware. Maybe he is... Somehow? Or at least, he will remember when/if the pact is finally reversed and he is back to his former self.)

I′m not what I was then, don′t touch the infection

Entwined we will both die so stay away, and stay alive

(Same as above, she didn't have to come back to him. The infection could refer to the ascension and even to vampirism itself. Spawn! Astarion would never have wanted Hikari to be turned into a vampire herself.)

I'm breakable, unbreakable, I′m shakeable, unshakeable

Unraveling, I won't infect you

And now I′m turning to dust in a world that's twisted

Don′t come searching when I go missing

Close your eyes or try to look away, don't want to hurt you

We live in the world someone else imagined

The ghost of what left of me all but vanished

Remember my heart, how bright I used to shine

Please, just don't forget me

Just don′t forget me

Just don′t forget me

Just don't forget me

Don′t forget me

(I mean after all the shit Astarion's been through... Hikari (as his first true love) forgetting about how he truly was would be brutal 😭)

We live in a world someone else imagined

The ghost of what left of me all but vanished

Remember my heart, how bright I used to shine

Oh, can you tell me?

Oh, can you tell me?

A monster in my heart

And now there's nothing left

Sorry that this is so long 😂 but after my brain made all these connections to your story I couldn't stop thinking about it and I just HAD to let the brainrot run wild 🙈

I hope you're having a wonderful day and I'm really looking forward to the next chapter ❤️

WOW I LOVE THIS!!!!

I was definitely aware of the song - I mean how could I not be lol - but I'd never heard this english translation and he does it so well, first of all!! Second of all though OH MY GOD??!??!?!?! THIS IS TOO PERFECT???? IN EVERY SINGLE WAY??!??!!?

me waking up from the delirium of being disgustingly sick for the past 3 days to this glory:

#unravel #I am in a state of delirium and this is heaven #I am a being of illness and emotion

[jemmo]

for the ask game, 7, 12, 17! 💗🌼

thank you for the ask :)) and sorry its late i was gonna answer this at the bus stop yesterday but for once they decided to be on time

7. top 5 bl

man i had to stare at my mdl completed list for a while to decide this, but i'll preface that these top 5 are here both bc i have such a strong emotional connection with them and bc i want to scream about how actually good they are from a rooftop (also not ranked bc thats too hard):

utsukushii kare - don't know else i can make it clear how beloved and special this show is to me. an excellent story across both seasons and the movie with even better mains that are characterised to perfection, develop in the most beautifully human way and are performed brilliantly. and if i think about this show any longer and remember its over i will break so moving on

old fashioned cupcake - it was one thing to give me a bl starring THE og kageyama stage play actor bc those things were my life during the height of my anime phase, but to then have it be this good?? the story is beautiful, the fact they manage to do so much with such little run time amazes me, and to this day it has the most romantic line in any bl that always gives me goosebumps when i watch it. and i dont wanna talk like im that old, im only 25, but as someone who's barely had anything you can call a romantic experience, this show left me with the warmest sense of hope and comfort that beautiful love stories aren't reserved for high schools, and its never too late to find happiness

blueming - i havent rewatched this one in a while, or much at all, but i'll never forget the visceral response i had when i binged it all in one night. i adore the fact that this is just the gentlest story of 2 people falling in love and finding comfort in each other and just how naturally and simply it happens, and i think its portrayal of that specific family dynamic is phenomenal, bc for me at least its as much about that family being in the process of healing as it is about the love story, and the fact they go hand in hand is even better

bad buddy - what else is there to say. for the 12 weeks it aired, i ate, slept and breathed this show. literally did not even think about anything else. and this show has rightly been praised to the moon and back but as well as all that, its always gonna be special for me bc of the people and community i found and shared the watching experience with. what can i say, you just had to have been there, and im so glad i was

the eighth sense - surprisingly this was my last pick and i was debating swapping it for a few others, but it ultimately stays bc of how refreshing and how much of an emotional rollercoaster it was. i haven't ever brought myself to rewatch it, but i can vividly remember how enraptured i was by the sheer amount of tension they managed to create in those initial episodes, and how well they managed to maintain it. and i hope people take note of how much people loved its artful and kinda raw vibe and become inspired to do something similar bc i think it gives great balance to the genre (and i also, clearly, love it, just look at these pics. i promise i do love fun and silly stuff too)

12. most rewatched bl

i was debating putting this on my list but ultimately, while not being my absolute favourite, its my definition of a comfort show and that is my dating sim. idk what it is about the show, but ever since it came out i go back to it at the very least monthly. i think its the fact that when im really craving a good bl, it manages to not only hit all my favourite tropes (unrequited but secretly requited love, reuniting and digging up the past, that initial clash gives me a lil bit of enemies to lovers, plus it has enough fluff to make me all warm and giddy), but it also does them so well, and the story is so perfectly simple and succinct that i feel so content when the whole thing is over. truly the perfect show for when i wanna do nothing and feel happy.

17. best kiss

unsurprising but yes, it still is the bad buddy rooftop kiss. i dare not watch this kiss bc i know if the weakness ever overtakes me i will fall into a void that i will not escape for at least a week. and honestly, while there has been some good competition, idk if she'll ever be beaten, and idk if thats bias talking or just the objective truth, but i encourage all bl's to keep giving it their bests shot

❤️🧡💛bl ask game💚💙💜

#thank you again for the ask lovely #i always love an excuse to talk about my favourite things who doesnt #ask game

[lovebirdgames]

Deep breaths.

This is it, everyone...our Final Quarterly Progress Update. I would like to start it off with a BIG announcement.

Band Camp Boyfriend fans, we have heard your pleas! It is to our understanding that literally no one liked any of the current love interests so we decided to scrap all of them in the eleventh hour of our game’s development. Instead, we are proud to announce that due to popular demand, Band Camp Boyfriend will instead consist of two routes: DRUM AND DRUMMER!

I’m sure you’re all very excited, just as I am!

...Did I fool you?

Hahaha Happy April Fool’s Day, Bandits. If any of you WERE excited, I’m sorry, there will be no Drum and Drummer route. To the rest of you, please put down the pitchforks and torches. I will stop pulling your leg and get on with the show! Our final major update!

To begin, I’m thrilled to say that we have been given the green light by Steam and Band Camp Boyfriend has been approved for release. It was a much smaller headache this time around! Though there was a hiccup with the game being too big for Itch.io, but I managed to wrangle it under the file size limit. So we should be good to go on both.

Here is our beloved to-do list for the last time...

OST: I know I said we wrapped up the soundtrack last time, but Alex still worked on it quite a bit these past three months! She revamped a number of old songs and composed a few new ones! The soundtrack adds so much to the game and I’m certain you will love it.

GUI: We also finished work on the Extras menu this quarter, fixed the history menu, and then some. This was mostly thanks to my phenomenal friend Ross, whom we never could’ve done this without. Thank you so much, Ross, for putting so much time and effort into this!

Beta Testing: As you can see, beta testing is done. The deadline was yesterday. I had planned to work on beta tester feedback during the month of April, but I wound up working on it as it came to us. I really can’t help myself. I’ll treat myself to a break once the game is out!

Cleaning: This is the last thing, really. Playing the game and making sure that everything is looking and sounding great. Making last-minute fixes where needed. I’ve got a little “before release” to-do list I’ll certainly be looking at this month.

We are truly in the home stretch! One thing I want to make you aware of is that I’ll be having free game giveaways on our Tumblr, Twitter, and the r/otomegames Reddit once we’re closer to release date. Make sure you’re keeping an eye out for those so that you may throw your hat in the ring. :)

Now...our final announcement...and I promise you that this is no joke...

Drumroll, please!

Band Camp Boyfriend will release in its entirety on May 11, 2023.

I expect to see every single one of you on that field, fully hydrated and ready to work hard! We’ve got a show to learn!!!

#band camp boyfriend #otome #upcoming game #game release #marching band #band camp #dating sim #oelvn #visual novel #game dev #indie game #progress update #april fools

[patrickztump]

Hey 👋

Favourite fall out boy songs are..?

hi there! 👋🏻

there are so many! a few have a very special place in my heart:

the kids aren’t alright - this song is very meaningful to me and is one of my two favorite songs of all time (train’s “drops of jupiter” is the other ❤︎)

just one yesterday - the first song that made me love the band! i hold it near and dear, and no matter how many times i listen to it, it will never gets old.

headfirst slide into cooperstown on a bad bet - first time i heard this i felt like the ending would be phenomenal live, it’s a song that needs to be played loud. so immensely grateful they brought it back and i was able to hear it live.

bishops knife trick - fob is good at picking the right closing track, but this one (and srar) just makes so much sense and i can’t imagine it anywhere else in the track list. truly saved the best for last.

save rock and roll - cried when i heard this live. like i said about bkt, it closes the album so well and sets the tone for everything that was, has, and will come to and from the band.

tiffany blews - again, another song that must be played at full volume (but that truly the nature of folie, it’s a loud album).

miss missing you - another srar track that pairs with joy in terms of peaking my interest in them.

jet pack blues - just so so so good. never forget the tag on one of my posts where someone said they routinely skip it. they are absolutely missing out on such a good track.

pavlove - what do you say about such a banger of a song!! it speaks for itself.

alone together and young volcanoes - they go together because they are the same song. they are a bonded pair of kittens and they bring me so much joy.

heaven’s gate - thee prettiest of fall out boy songs and i stand by that.

i’ve got all this ring in my ears and none on my fingers - infinity on high’s lyrics don’t resonate with me like later albums, but patrick’s vocal work is truly phenomenal on this album - and so much so this song. (the song titles also make me forget which are my favorites oop)

you’re crashing, but you’re no wave - i love this song, and specifically the chorus, but i also love the title because i refuse to believe it’s about anything other than technology. (macos specifically. it’s a running joke i have with myself and my computer who receives daily death threats)

sophomore slump or comeback of the year - i know they won’t do it, but i would love to if they did an updated version since they have grown so much in talent and as people.

is it fair to just say all of save rock and roll and folie à deux? both of those are no skip albums, and i’ve been mad obsessed with srar so much here lately. it just keeps taking me back in time to 2013/14 when life was simpler.

#one day i will be able to make a list without rambling. but today is not that day lol #ask #fangirl226 #fall out boy #music mutters

[radical-revolution]

OUR LIMITED LOGIC

Siddhartha was right to think that teaching would be no easy task. In a world that is driven by greed, pride, and materialism, even teaching basic principles such as love, compassion, and philanthropy is very difficult, let alone the ultimate truth of emptiness.

We are stuck with our short-term thinking and bound by practicality. For us, something must be tangible and immediately useful in order to be worth our investment of time and energy.

By those criteria, emptiness as defined by Buddha seems completely useless. We might think, What is the benefit of contemplating the impermanence and emptiness of the phenomenal world? How can emptiness be profitable?

With our limited rationale, we have a set definition of what makes sense and what is meaningful — and emptiness goes beyond that limit. It is as if the idea of “emptiness” cannot fit inside our heads.

This is because the human mind operates on one inadequate system of logic even though there are countless other systems of logic available to us.

We operate as if thousands of years of history have preceded this moment, and if someone were to tell us that the entirety of human evolution took place in the duration of a sip of coffee going down the throat, we would not be able to comprehend.

Similarly, when we read in Buddhist teachings that one day in hell is equal to five hundred years, we think that these religious figures are just trying to frighten us into submission. But imagine a week’s holiday with your best beloved — it goes like the snap of the fingers. On the other hand, one night in prison with a rowdy rapist seems to last forever. Perceived in this way, our concept of time might start to seem not so stable.

Some of us may permit a little bit of the unknown into our system of thinking, allowing some space for the possibilities of clairvoyance, intuition, ghosts, soul mates, and so on, but for the most part we rely on black-and-white, scientifically based logic.

A small handful of so-called gifted people might have the courage or the skill to go beyond convention, and as long as their view isn’t too outrageous, they might be able to pass themselves off as artists such as Salvador Dalí.

There are also a few celebrated yogis who deliberately go just a little bit beyond what’s conventionally accepted and are venerated as “divine madmen.” But if you really go too far beyond the accepted boundary, if you completely buy into emptiness, people may well think that you are abnormal, crazy, and irrational.

But Siddhartha was not irrational. He was merely asserting that conventional, rational thinking is limited. We cannot, or will not, comprehend that which is beyond our own comfort zone. It is much more functional to work with the linear concept of “yesterday, today, and tomorrow” than to say “time is relative.”

We are not programmed to think, I can fit into that yak horn without changing my size or shape. We cannot break our concepts of “small” and “big.” Instead we continuously confine ourselves with our safe and narrow perspectives that have been handed down for generations.

When these perspectives are examined, however, they don’t hold up. For example, the concept of linear time upon which this world relies so heavily does not account for the fact that time has no real beginning and no end.

Using this rationale, which is imprecise at best, we measure or label things as “truly existing.” Function, continuity, and consensus play a major part in our process of validation. We think that if something has a function — for example, your hand seems to function by holding this book — then it must exist in a permanent, ultimate, valid sense. A picture of a hand doesn’t function in the same way, so we know it isn’t really a hand. Similarly, if something seems to have a continuous quality — for example if we saw a mountain yesterday and it is there today — we feel confident that it is “real” and will be there tomorrow and the next day. And when other people confirm that they see the same things we see, we are even more certain that these things are truly existing.

Of course, we don’t walk around consciously rationalizing, confirming, and labeling the true existence of things — this is a truly existing book in my truly existing hands — but subconsciously we operate in the confidence that the world solidly exists, and this affects how we think and feel every moment of the day.

Only on rare occasions, when we look in the mirror or at a mirage, do we appreciate that some things are mere appearances. There is no flesh and blood in the mirror, there is no water in the mirage. We “know” that these mirror images are not real, that they are empty of inherently existing nature. This kind of understanding can take us much further, but we only go as far as our rational mind allows.

When presented with the concept of a man fitting inside of a yak’s horn without a change in size, we have a few choices: We can be “rational” and refute the story by saying that it is simply not possible. Or we can apply some kind of mystic belief in sorcery or blind devotion and say, Oh yes, Milarepa was such a great yogi, of course he could do this and even more.

Either way our view is distorted, because denying is a form of underestimating, and blind faith is a form of overestimating.

Dzongsar Jamyang Khyentse - What Makes You Not a Buddhist -

[msookyspooky]

Hi Spooky !! So I’ve been getting through some of the recs you gave me for my Halloween marathon :33 AND i saw Child’s Play — which i liked way more than I thought i would, like it’s genuinely pretty funny And i cant wait to watch the sequels, leTS FUCKING GOOO — Yesterday was Idle Hands which sksksks wanna a silly little movie, ‘twas truly delightful, all the characters are fun/cool except for Anton most of the movie so it took a while for me to feel bad for him, BUT i did eventually, i really enjoyed it so it’s definitely up there for the rewatchbility of it !! — I CANT REMEMBER IF YOU RECOMMENDED POLTERGEIST OR NOT ??? I think you did but anyways I really liked it !!! The supernatural stuff is pretty mild + the 80s special effects make it not that scary to me, also i felt really bad for that fucking family ? What the hell ?!?! The dad was the fucking mvp he did The Most and he looked great doing it (10/10 - could watch again)

NOW for movies that ik you didn’t recommend but have been mentioned here at some point: Black Telephone and Butcher Baker Nightmare Maker. I saw someone recommended BT for you a whole ago and if you haven’t had the time yet to watch it please know it’s super worth it !!!! The main characters are really good and interesting and the acting is just phenomenal, specIALLY THE KIDS WTH, AND theres a bit of a supernatural thing to it but it was just fun/good for the plot and not so much trying to get you to shit ur pants, ya know?

AND for BBNM, i was very excited for this movie, to me it was a classic like 80s slasher, the tENSION, the creative like weapon choices, the like twist/break the killer goes through (like after its clear to us/other characters they did it) and THE ACTORS ARE JUST PHENOMENAL — like the aunt is/has been basically grooming her nephew since he was 3 and god does it show, some scenes are so creepy, and moments were someone would you know question her/ her actions, he doesn’t even Think to doubt her, it was terrible (but in a good way, story wise) OH AND BILL PAXTON, he doesn’t show up a lot (i think with dialogue for 2 or 3 scenes maybe) and he plays classic homophobic with daddy issues so 😐 but he did look good tho so theres that

STAR THIS IS LIKE WEEKS UPON WEEKS LATE FORGIVE ME 🥲

Idle hands is such a dark humor dumbass slap stick but I love it 🤣 Listen, I just thought he had the worst asthma of his life I didn't even know what weed was till I was like 11 but as a kid seeing that hand terrified me and child me remembered it being so scary and adult me rewatched it and I was like....What? This is the movie that terrified me??? afjsafkjs

POLTERGEIST! That completely slipped my mind, I didn't watch it often but I do remember parts of it and it's really good. And I did see the black phone!!! It was so good I mean the protagonist was so smart and using the ghost of the children was a haunting aspect I didn't expect but so glad they did it. Gwen was my favorite character she reminded me of how I was as a kid and I also have prophetic dreams like her. So does my one grandmother. We both dream of family deaths and major events going to happen and it almost always comes true so it was so different to see them utilize that in the movie. I went in expecting a kidnapping survival and got so much more!!

And bro I have GOT to watch it!! I couldn't find it under Butcher Baker Nightmare Maker so I saw someone recommend searching Night Warning and there it is (Idk why they picked these titles bc it makes it so much harder to find bro ong) and yeeaahhh I kind of expect the homophobia and sexism in 80s movies I just try to take it with a grain of salt I think that's why I like Lost Boys and Near Dark sm bc...Wow...An 80s movie with an 80s aesthetic...and no homophobia or sexism or racism? OMFG FINALLY!!

Another one with Bill I watched but was HORRIBLE was Boxing Helena. I'm usually not a snob with movies but it was like bad cheesy softcore porn for someone with weird fetishes. The guy/doctor is basically an incest mommy issues guy bc of his vapid mother who just 'died' out of nowhere and he inherited her home and he's engaged to a wonderful woman that is also a doctor and too good for him but the kicker is he is OBSESSED with a woman that he had a one night stand with years ago and wants nothing to do with him but he's a toxic fucking weirdo that does everything he can (Including cutting her limbs off....You heard me.) in order to make her dependent on him bc...Shocker; she reminds him of his shitty Mom. You are filthy rich go to therapy you freak. I felt zero remorse for him and the movie tries to make you sympathize with him and it's like...Why?

THE ONLY part, I do mean, THE ONLY FUCKING PART worth watching is the explict Bill Paxton sex scene the first 15 minutes he has the woman's entire boob in his mouth while he's grinding her hips on his uh...And MOANING while he does it...I'd scream w/o the s on the spot if I was her istg 💦 Like I was so flustered bc I DID NOT expect it to be that explict 😳😳😳

He plays an asshole rockstar lover to the woman but compared to the guy we're supposed to sympathize with at least he's not wackadoo nuts tbh. I will take cheating asshole over whatever the fuck is wrong with the doctor if I had to pick....And I mean...Lolk at him-

Like I can't show any scenes from his part in the movie but if you want to watch like the first 15 minutes then skip to the end where Bill's character pistol whips the guy holding her hostage and mutilating her. I mean, Bill's character beats the shit out of him (Again, so hot of Bill's character to do that🥵😤) understandable bc I regret wasting almost 2hrs of my life watching it

WHY IS THE HOTTEST BILL PAXTON SCENE I'VE EVER SEEN IN THE SHITTIEST MOVIE??? WHY 😭😭😭

If ppl like it good for them but I deadass couldn't hardly focus on it at all it was just a hot mess and the ending had me fuming lmfao

I also watched The Watcher and Nope and those were so so good!!!! Especially Nope!

[loveforalexzverev]

✅️ Alexander won his QF match in Cincinnati against Mannarino 6-2 6-3

🥰 I am extremely happy to say that Alexander continues his incredible form in Cincinnati. Today, he took on a tricky left-handed opponent just a day after his blockbuster match yesterday. But he rose to the challenge with an amazing level of tennis and hitting some truly phenomenal shots to advance to his first Masters semi-final of the season. ❤️

Alexander got off to a beautiful start, comfortably holding his opening game, before producing some truly mesmerising shots, including a gorgeous backhand return winner Mannarino couldn't catch, to break for 2-0, and subsequently held for 3-0. Both players then held serve until 5-2 to Alexander, when he outclassed his opponent in impressive style in their rallies to break again to take the first set 6-2.

And Alexander started the second set in a similarly impressive fashion, holding his opening game, before hitting some breathtaking shots on his opponent's serve to gain a break point. Mannarino saved this first break point, but when he struck the ball into the net, Alexander got another chance to break, which he seized with a truly sublime cross-court forehand right into the corner for a 2-0 lead, and held serve for 3-0.

On his opponent's serve at 4-1, Alexander briefly had a chance to break again, but sadly could not convert it, and Mannarino held for 4-2. But it didn't matter in the end, with the sole break in the second set sufficient for Alexander to serve out the match to seal the victory 6-2 6-3.

❤️ It's so hard to find the words to describe how happy and how proud I am. He played so beautifully, and now advances to his first Masters semi-final of the season, where he will face Djokovic. I really hope he is able to rest well before he begins preparations for the next round. Let's go, Alexander 🔥

#zverev #alexander zverev #alexanderzverev #sascha zverev #saschazverev #westernandsouthernopen #cincinnati masters #cincytennis #cincy #atp 1000 #atp1000 #masters1000 #atp tour #atptour #atp tennis #tennis

[gogomains]

Chikara phonebox shirt

#Chikara phonebox shirt pro

#Chikara phonebox shirt professional

Jim Ross and Tony Schiavone were introduced to join Excalibur for AEW Dynamite.Taz was introduced as the special guest commentator to join Excalibur for AEW Dark.I almost didn't go because I wake up at around 4 am for work, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to see the first AEW show in Philadelphia, and to support this incredible company. Yesterday was the third episode of their new weekly TNT series, AEW Dynamite. I look like an absolute dork, but this is what a happy wrestling fan looks like.

#Chikara phonebox shirt professional

The show was phenomenal, and it developed into a new promotion that has made professional wrestling fun again - All Elite Wrestling.Ĭody is a really awesome dude. That all changed just over a year ago when Cody Rhodes and The Young Bucks self-funded a show called All In. I began to wonder if I had just outgrown wrestling. These days, companies like ROH and TNA are a shell of their former selves, and the only programming I truly enjoyed was NXT. As for the new material, the wrestling matches themselves were usually very good, but the storylines, the writing and the commentary was so horrible that it became hard to watch. I subscribed to the WWE 24/7 premium channel, and then the WWE Network when they moved to a streaming service, but I found that when I had time to watch, I would gravitate toward the older shows that I watched when I was a kid.

#Chikara phonebox shirt pro

I ended up going to just about every ROH show in Pennsylvania, New York and New Jersey for the next few years, and as I became more familiar with their wrestlers, I was exposed to other promotions that they worked, like CZW and Chikara.Īfter college, I started to work for Nestle and I didn't have as much time to keep up with pro wrestling as I once did. I bought tickets and had an incredible time. Then, in 2005, I saw that Kenta Kobashi was scheduled to appear in a Ring of Honor show in Philadelphia. I still kept up with it, but not like I did when I was a kid. I was burned out a little bit in the early 2000's after WCW and ECW went out of business and the WWF/E product started to be disappointing with poor writing and continuity. When I first got on the internet in the late 90's, I joined a couple of tape trading message boards where I got my first exposure to lucha libre and puroresu. I mainly watched WWF when I was in elementary and middle school, and I got into WCW and ECW in the mid 90's. I've been a fan of professional wrestling since before I was in Kindergarten. Until then, I will always have a quarter and a few minutes to forget about the modern world and just play. One day, the last of them will stop working and these once iconic parts of our culture will truly have disappeared. I imagine that some of them haven't been moved in decades and have become as much a part of the permanent surroundings as the restaurant booths and cash register that they stand watch over. Not a lovingly restored cabinet at a retro arcade, but a game that is still in service at a public place, waiting to be played, and periodically emptied of its quarters. Once in a while, I come across a machine out in the wild. Now, in 2019, arcade cabinets become almost as rare as jukeboxes or pay telephones. I stood there for over an hour breaking bricks with the paddle and remembering what it was like to find these games all over town, in every town. I stopped at a gas station in Ohio and there was an Arkanoid machine. It was 2002 and I was driving on I-80 West from Hazleton to Omaha. I remember the day that it occurred to me that they had almost all disappeared. Their disappearance was so slow and gradual that I didn't even notice it happening. They were outside convenience stores and gas stations, and in the entrance way of drug stores and grocery stores. They were in the lobbies of diners and restaurants. When I was growing up in the 80's, it was not at all uncommon to see arcade machines all over town at various places of business.

#Chikara phonebox shirt

[kayprism]

What a difference 5 years makes! In 2017 (bottom LT) I experienced the phenomenal @joethemorton onstage in his solo show #turnmeloose right before my #gooddaughterplay debut production... Yesterday I saw him onstage with my girl #brieeley doing her thing in #kinglear another truly unforgettable experience... But this was actually the 3rd time I saw him onstage. The first time was in the 90s (in my NYC days) @vineyardtheatre with my Mama - a solo play about the white woman who drove her kids into the water drowning them and blamed a Black man that didn't exist. Joe played "Him". So like most things theater and Kaypri...there is a connection to @dorothyknows 💛 because she unknowingly created a thespian by just being a patron. And I remain 4ever grateful. 🙏🏾 I also got to share this time with another talented friend (classically trained) @abrahamntonya who I met in his ATL days... Twas a great afternoon at the theatre!! https://www.instagram.com/p/Cdn-wO-LWzj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#turnmeloose #gooddaughterplay #brieeley #kinglear

[tommyoboe]

MANCHESTER - PART TWENTY SIX.

It has been a while, hasn't it?

Being home in Hull feels a lifetime ago, but I have fond recollections of my catch-ups with family over copious teas and coffees. I got to celebrate my dad's and sister's birthdays early with them over nice food. I got to use my time in a healthy way, so research was completed and reeds were refined. I got to see my brother Alfie in his new home, which made me truly happy. I got to spend time with my nephew Frankie over a croissant. And a napkin that he continuously threw on the floor for me to pick up.

Despite constant feelings of things not being good enough (I am coming to acknowledge I will always have those feelings), it was a time constructed of wholesome parts.

Cameron and I braced Manchester once more and savoured in the usual array of simple treats, along with general productivity and binging Queer Eye Germany in an afternoon or two.

The last week of my Easter break was spent in Birmingham. Cameron and I absolutely made the most of the time, exploring new places around the city; enjoying the best cinnabuffins at Pause following a near scare with some academic work; taking in Warwick in the latest instalment of our travels, and watching the sun making its pronounced spring arrival.

On my return to Manchester I was instantly making music again in rehearsals and practice, intertwined with cute tapas courtesy of friends.

Cameron and I discovered new places in Manchester that weekend, including a phenomenal Maker's Market in West Didsbury. Despite stress levels still on edge generally, it was nice tucking into some more treats.

I opened the new term with an audition for the Royal Liverpool Philharmonic Orchestra. It was absolutely awful. I had prepared well in terms of notes and listening, but the practice in a tense environment was not there, so it was no surprise that I did not make it past the first round. Ah well, things learned and things improved on already.

That Saturday I played in a conducting masterclass of Mahler's First Symphony and then in a side by side rehearsal of Beethoven's Third Symphony with Manchester Camerata.

Both truly terrible. Did not play my best at all to the point of it being reaffirmed to me that things would basically not work out for me unless I sort out all my problems.

So of course I go home and decide I'm going to pack music in completely.

That did not last long, and although I am absolutely not one for being driven into learning from failure, this is also a way to somewhat progress so I have taken the steps to minimise the problems in the last two weeks and things are now better.

The following days were so unremarkable but in hindsight some of the most rewarding, as little wins were made and I took the opportunity to be better. That is just a wonderful feeling.

Last weekend in Manchester was really enjoyable with Cameron. We struck a suitable balance of going to new places, combining work with pleasure, and feeling healthy and not wanting to be anywhere else but in the moment of what we were doing.

This week was finally the time for my lecture recital, a project I had been working pretty immensely on over the last few weeks, so to see it come to fruition was rewarding. I don't know the outcome yet but I'm feeling quite positive!

This week culminated in a quintet gig in Matlock. I must admit my preparation really wasn't there for this one, and neither was the sufficient rehearsal time for a long programme, but the music came together and for that I'm happy with how far I and my fellow musicians have come.

Cameron and I marvelled at Ukraine winning Eurovision on Saturday night with a huge landslide of public popularity and solidarity for all that has happened over there. And the UK came 2nd, which is just incredible. The last time the UK won the competition was the year I was born so this was super compelling viewing!

Another trip to Pause for a warming coffee and carrot cake cinnabuffin made up yesterday morning, while Cameron and I planned a trip to the Cotswolds to coincide with a concert I have there in June.

The time I have over the next couple of weeks in the lead up to my recital is a gift so I'm off to go enjoy it!

[sunasjellyfruit]

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖ Spring things that remind me of the Hq boys.

Not all of this are spring-related, but they're things i mostly do in this season.

Spring has arrived, i hate this season because of my allergies and i'm going to try and be more positive this year by thinking of the hq boys during this two-three months.

Im rewriting this because i deleted it yesterday by accident and i'm tired so some things might not have any sense.

Requests are open at the moment :)

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖) Frogs remind me of Yamaguchi. Of course this post had to start like this. With his dark green hair and his bright big eyes and soft smile Yams is just like a little friendly frog. Actually everything related to spring might remind us of Yams because of his aesthetic and cottage-core vibes.

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖) Flowers remind me of Kenma. They're delicate, beautiful and incredibly intelligent as they always know which nutrients they need from the soil, just like Kenma knows which player in his team is better for which play.

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖) Bugs remind me of Tsukishima. Sometimes they're really interesting, and other times they're like a pain in the ass, just like Tsukki. However they're truly necessary and mysterious.

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖) Lemon pie reminds me of Atsumu. (I know this is not a "spring thing" but i only eat this dessert in summer and spring) It's fresh, smooth, but not for everybody. Even so, the moment you taste it for the first time, if you like it you'll become addicted, just like with Tsumu.

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖) Bees remind me of Kuroo. They're so beautiful, so elegant, they're even related to royalty, which is the exact same first impression you get from Kuroo. And they're so necessary. They might seem scary, but as long as you don't bother them, they'll be respectfull and even gentle.

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖) Warm drinks with honey remind me of Daichi. Not hot drinks that we all need in winter, neither the cold and refreshing summer fizzy drinks. But the kind of beverage you'd drink when you want comfort, the same comfort that Daichi gives you with a simple smile.

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖) Blue skies remind me of Oikawa. Clear and pure firmament, the sky you could spend hours observing and never get tired, the one you could get lost in, just like Oikawa's presence. Endless, almost incorporeal.

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖) Spring storms remind me of Bokuto. Energetic and sudden, that storms that start without any advice, but you stay there anyway, getting completely soaked with the rain. Because it feels magical, like time spent with Bokkun.

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖) Rainbows remind me of Akaashi. Ethereal phenomens, of an overwhelming beauty. Your heart beats in the same fast pace when you see Akaashi's smile and when you see a rainbow, the splendor even admist a storm.

🌷˚₊‧⁺˖) Picnics remind me of Hinata. An instantaneous, idea that will always end perfectly, warm sunlight and cheerful ambience. The type of activity that you never want to end, just like when you're with Shoyo.

#I dont even know what i wrote #hq headcanons #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! #hq #haikyuu #anime #haikyuu kenma #spring #spring headcanons #hq boys #haikyuu boys

[falcor-thee-luck-dragon]

Interviews - Henry Cavill x wife/actress reader

Summary: You and Henry have been married for a couple years now, and when you’re both part of the Witcher cast, fun interviews are to be had.

Warning: nothing but a good time, btw I’ve never written anything like this so I hope it’s good enough that I might feel motivated to write more

-Readers Witcher character is loosely based off my Geralt fic from here (just a little self promotion), but in this case you play a full vampire in this Witcher universe

The days have been long and grueling, filming hours upon hours of stunts and regular acting had taken its toll. Not to mention the countless times in hair and make up paired with costume changes and traveling to film on certain locations.

To say being apart of Netflix’s The Witcher was full of tiring days and some accidental bruises would be a huge understatement. But none of that mattered, nor did you bother to complain when through the thick and thin of it all did you have Henry with you along the way. And your favorite big slobbery bear, Kal whenever he was allowed on set.

Fortunately for you in the beginning of all the craziness, the casting and writers had wanted you specifically for the part of Y/C/N in the new series before Henry even auditioned for the role of Geralt, that was soon given to him after you accepted your fresh role of vampiric heroine.

It was ironically strange in a good way, you had watched your dork of a husband play the Witcher: Wild Hunt a few times before, eventually learning of what Geralt of Rivia was, who Y/C/N was in the story, who Yennefer and Ciri were, Tris and even Jaskier.

Who would have thought that you’d finally get to snag a role side by side with Henry in quite literally one of the most fantastic shows you’ve ever heard of. You didn’t even need to see the show yet to know how well it was most likely to be reviewed. Being a key character in the grand storyline was enough to convince you of how amazing it would most certainly turn out in the finished product.

And after all was said and done, you couldn’t believe how well loved and popular the show truly became in the following months after shooting and its eventual release onto Netflix. The after parties and cast celebrations truly made you blessedly grateful for pulling through to the vary end.

Then again you had your mans Henry by your side every step of the way. He was your rock and you were most definitely his. You know life on set would have been far less entertaining and dreadfully long if not for the lovely company of your dear Witcher, Henry. And so far after the fact, you and a good portion of the cast have been placed in random interviews for the majority of the day.

Reason being, The Witcher has at long last finally premiered and as per usual the people and media live for those cast interviews that always reveal some interesting events. So far this morning you’ve done some interviews with Anya that have gone perfectly fine since the two of you seem to click so well.

Also it helps ease the anxiety of your fellow newer cast mates to the world of continuous interviews with an experienced veteran actor like yourself, who’s gone round the ring more times then you can count. Though you can’t help but wonder how Henry’s doing, considering you’ve been separated since the sessions began at 10am, you’ve had lunch and now it’s about 1 in the afternoon with more hours to go.

Luckily for you, you’ve just been informed of another interview with the man of the hour himself. Saying your goodbyes and well wishes to your fellow cast mates, you stand and follow the guide into the advised place. Aka some really nice hotel room that’s been done up real nice for efficient interviewing, complete with the Witcher insignia on a large background poster and three chairs that happen to look rather comfy.

The camera and sound people nod in acknowledgment as you walk in, you nod back no doubt making their day with your friendliness and adorable smile that quite literally lights up a room. Soon you spot the bubbly yet nervous interviewee who instantly welcomes you into her space like you’re an old friend.

You sit, a bit confused as to where your partner happens to be at the moment, the interviewer, Lauren makes small talk before a door opens and her big bright doe eyes go wide in nervous excitement. A telling smile upon her face as she shifts in her chair before looking back to you again with a happy grin.

Henry says a quick hello to the behind the scenes crew before waving to Lauren, you smirk while watching him get comfortable next to you, “Well, well, well. Get lost on your way up, you know they have guides for a reason.” You tease as he chuckles at your humorous jab, relieved to see you again after a couple hours apart.

“Traffic.” He quips with a shrug.

“Uh huh.” You mutter with a shake of your head before drawing your attention back to Laura, “Can’t take him anywhere I swear, he does this all the time.”

She laughs as Henry pretends to gasp at your teasing, you chuckle along with them before she finally collects herself, “Well, welcome back to London. It’s fantastic to have you both in town once again, and your big beautiful faces all over Leicester Square.”

You both laugh, “Right.” Says Henry, “I guess we do look pretty cool.”

“Hell yeah, I mean where else can I see myself with a giant sword on a building? And anyways look at this beautiful mug,” You say gently squeezing Henry’s cheeks in your hand, “he’s literally killing it out there.” They laugh as you give Hen another playful squeeze before letting go and setting your arm against the chairs cushioned armrest. 

“Alight let’s start.” She says enthusiastically before glancing down at her cards then back up to you and Henry. Then into one of the two the cameras, “Hi I’m Lauren from Entertainment Weekly and today we’re here with the two stars of Netflix’s The Witcher.” She says enthusiastically while giving a nod to you two, indicating that the camera is now focused on you both, “Henry Cavill and Y/N Cavill.”

You both smile in acknowledgment as Henry gives a slight nod, “How you doing?”

“I’m great,” She beams, “So, I’ll get right into it, what do you like most about the story? What really drew you into the script that made you say, yes this is going to be awesome?”

Slapping a hand against Henry’s muscular leg, you hum, “I’ll let Hen take this one he’s a real expert on the linguistics of the whole show.”

“Thanks Y/N/N.” Replies Henry, bemused that you’re making him take the first question.

You nod to him knowingly with a smirk, “Of course.” Knowing how much he loves to talk about the show and also because you’d rather have him use his energy to talk about it then do that yourself. Priorities, right, though in your defense it’s been a long day.

“Well I absolutely love the games and the books themselves are phenomenal works of literature.” He explains, his face glowing with that usual glimmer of excitement in his eyes, “The story and the world of the Witcher is just so rich and full of potential that when I signed on for the show, I immediately knew it would be amazing, no doubt.”

You lean into the arm of you chair, “And of course I was there so that’s always a bonus.”

“That too.” He smiles adorably, “That too of course.”

Lauren smiles, “Great. So, what was it like working together, how was it having your characters interact with one another?”

You smile, setting a hand against Henry’s forearm, “This guy right here.” You deadpan before waving him off dramatically, “So annoying, my god he whined all the time and he was such a drama queen dear lord so ugh....” You start cackling before you can even finish the sentence causing Henry to loose it as well and with that the interviewer.

Shaking your head you rest your hand against his shoulder, “I joke, he was a gem to work with as usual...I mean I feel incredibly blessed to be able to act alongside my husband for months and months every single day. It’s a rarity in this line of work and I’m grateful to have shared this experience...and I guess more so this whole adventure with him as well.”

The interviewer aww’s as Henry tilts his head to lean into your hand that’s still resting atop his shoulder before pulling away just as quickly, the intimate sentiment not going unnoticed by you or Lauren who looks to be enjoying your loving yet calm energy with one another. “That’s so sweet, what about you Henry?”

“Oh yes absolutely,” Agrees Henry to your recent statement, “not only did I have her by my side through it all but the dynamic of our characters interacting together was so fun to shoot. I think the audience will really be able to see their relationship grow on screen into something strong and beautiful like in the books.”

Slow clapping you give him a curt nod of approval, “Well said.”

Lauren smirks, “Seems like it. Well, I was able to catch the premier yesterday and I gotta say...it was fantastic! I couldn’t believe how diffident the two of you looked from how you are now.” She gushes enthusiastically.

The corners of Henry’s lips curl into a proud smile for the fellow crew of the Witcher’s, “Oh that’s great then, honestly we gotta give all the props to the costume and makeup team, they’re so talented and know how to make us look like real badasses.” He adds.

You nod in agreement before grinning at a positive memory of your first interaction with Henry as Geralt, “Oh for sure, I remember during the early stages of production when our characters met each other for the first time, before this we came to set together but went separate ways to shoot our own stuff in the meantime so I never got a real look at him.” You recall with a bright smile as Henry watches your every move, beaming just the same.

“It was so funny, I was in the tent with Freya Allen, the wonderful girl who plays Ciri, and then suddenly her eyes got all big and nervous and I was like, that’s not me right? Something weird didn’t just happen with my costume? And then I turned around to find this man, wig on, face a mess, and his eyes looked so fearsome and different...it was a bit startling.” You say with a chuckle, “I clearly wasn’t expecting to see Geralt right then and there. He just looked so unlike Henry.”

“Yeah, I was almost hurt.” Laughs Henry, “She had to like squint and make sure it was me.”

Rolling your eyes, you shrug, “He had some real creepy looking colored contacts, yunno?”

Henry fake scoffs, “You’re one to talk, I mean when I first say her, Y/N’s eyes were red and she had fake blood spattered all over her face and shirt. Oh, and not to mention those fangs they put on your teeth...we probably traumatized poor Freya that day.”

“Oh shit you’re right!” You exclaim with a snort of concealed laughter, “God I completely forgot about how I looked...now since I think about it, I did that a lot too. I would just walk up to people and be completely oblivious as to what kind of nightmare I looked like, honestly I might have scared one of our producers a couple of times.” You add with a half nervous laugh, it’s true, you did scare some of the crew unintentionally. Most of the time.

Lauren lightly chuckles, “That sounds like you were quite the sight to see then.” She says before glancing back down at her notes, “Alright I have’ta ask, is there anything that you two took home with you from set?”

“Besides Henry every night,” He holds back a laugh while covering his mouth as you nonchalantly continue, “Uh, yes actually I got to take home Y/C/N’s wolf ring that I loved so much and just thought was the coolist thing ever and....uh, I might have stolen some socks too.”

“So that’s why after filming the amount of socks of yours I had to fold increased?” Wonders Henry with a surprised snort of realization.

Turning your head to give him a “no shit” kinda look, you look back at Lauren, pointing your thumb at Henry, “Master sleuth right here, but hey, he folds my laundry.”

“Aw that’s great.” Adds Lauren with a smile before turning her attention to Henry, “What about you Henry? Take anything from set?”

“More then Y/N did actually...”

“He just about took the whole makeup trailer most nights, I swear.”

Henry chuckles, “That. Is true.” He agrees with a nod, “Interesting enough, at home I’ve got Geralt’s armor hung up in our living room and a multitude of other nicknacks that I’ve collected during filming.” He adds, glancing over to you, “So uh, yeah, we were fairly lucky to be able to snag what we could.”

Lauren smiles, absentmindedly shuffling her cards, “That’s awesome to have such special memorabilia, you guys really are fortunate.” She adds before reading off from another card, “Alright you two, care to play a game called guess the image? Witcher style.”

Your face perks up at this, you’re a sucker for interview games and Henry knows it, “Are you reading my mind or something, I have been waiting all day for someone to ask about playing a game.” You gush rather enthusiastically. 

He smiles at your adorableness and how excited you’ve just become, Lauren grins, happy that her suggestion has been so well received, “Okay so how it works is, I’ll show you an image on my iPad and then you have to guess who or what I’m showing you.”

“Oh, cool I’ve heard of this,” You reply, turning to Henry with a smirk, “Loser has to clean Kal’s yard poop for a week.”

Rolling his gorgeous blue eyes he chuckles, “You’re on.”

“Alright, the stakes are high, you two ready?” Beams Lauren, holding her iPad to her chest as she awaits an answer.

“Yes, I’m ready to kick his ass.” You quip, leaning an arm against your chair while Henry does about the same, though he does his best to contain his laughter.

“Okay, first image.” She holds up the device to show some sort of weird golden thing, it’s shiny and hard, worst part is that you’re not entirely sure what the hell it could be.

Sensing your confusion Henry nudges your shoulder, though you ignore it before he smartly answers, “Oh, is that...Renfri’s brooch?” Little shit knows exactly what that is, of course he does.

Lauren claps, “Correct.” Zooming out of the image to show the full picture of the golden brooch, “Right on, that’s one point for Mr. Cavill.”

You scoff playfully, “Beginners luck.” While Henry side eyes you with a humorous grin upon his plush lips, he nudges your arm, “I’m going to really enjoy not cleaning up Kal’s grass turds for awhile.” He mutters lightheartedly, though you know deep down he’s being serious, no way is he going to win this, you think. You won’t have it, hopefully the next few pictures aren’t as difficult, Kal duty is not fun by any means.

“Shut up.” You grumble with a dismissive wave of your hand, though just teasing of course.

“Okay next image.” This time the blurred photo looks much more familiar, soon it clicks as to what the obscured blurriness actually is, yes!

“Got it! Anya’s er I guess Yennefer’s dress from the fight at Sodden.” Lauren giggles, zooming the image out to reveal Yennefer in her tasseled blue and purple dress from the battle at Sodden Hill. “I’m amazing I know.” You boast at Henry with a casual little bow in your seat.

“It’s the second question.” He deadpans, eyes crinkling in amusement as you shake your head at him.

“Pffff get outta here.” You mutter back, gently pushing his arm off of your chairs armrest and setting yours in its place while he gives you a fake shocked expression.

In turn you can’t help the smile that tugs at the corner of your lips, so instead of saying some sassy remark that would no doubt get a reaction out of him, you turn your attention back over to Lauren who’s looking over her notes again.

“Fantastic,” She says, glancing back up at you and Henry, “you’re both tied with one point each. Alright, anyone know what this is?” She asks showing something red and fuzzy, a bit of dirty skin showing from one corner but with The Witcher this bloody image could literally be anything.

The both of you squint, puzzled as to what this could be, “Y/N you got any ideas.” Wonders Henry, brows furrowed as his face contorts into deep concentrated thought.

Raising a brow, you hum, “If I knew I wouldn’t tell you.”

“Fair point.” He chuckles.

Lauren smiles, “Any guesses?”

 After a few concentrated moments, Henry shrugs in defeat,  “I’m stumped.” He admits as you study the image harder, mind racing to put the pieces together as to what the hell you’re looking at.

“No, I think I might know this....erm is it...me?” You wonder, voice raising in question, hoping to be correct about this or face the teasing of Henry.

Lauren quickly zooms out of the obscured image, “It is!” She says excitedly, revealing the picture of you from your characters debut in episode 2 where you save a girl from a werewolf, your mouth is covered in blood and so is most of your costumes chest area and left arm from the struggle. Not to mention the make-up teams fun 20 minutes of throwing fake sticky blood all over you to get the right look for the taxing scene.

You grimace a bit, “Oh god that was quite the day on set,” You recall with a half smile, “I was doing stunts all day covered in that red syrupy dye, I think it took a week to get out of my skin.”

Henry suddenly snorts with laughter, “Right! That reminds me, I thought Kal had gotten cut or something, it was just Y/N who had hugged him not realizing she still had some fake blood on her arm.”

“Jeez that’s right, I felt so bad, but I couldn’t stop laughing once we realized it was just me.”

Lauren grins, excited to hear some hidden information about little things that happens behind the scenes, “Oh wow that must have been a sight, alright Henry, Y/N’s taken the lead with a two to one score.” She says as you playfully nudge his strong shoulder. “Second to last image, what is this?”

Without missing a single beat Henry replies, “Jaskier.”

Squinting at the image you lean closer to the iPad, “How the hell do you see Jaskier?”

Smiling the interviewer zooms out to reveal the bards full outfit from the banquet scene, though he’s in the background of a fight between Geralt and some Cintran knights. “Right on!” She exclaims as you lean back into your seat dumbfounded, shoulder flush against Henry’s as he clutches your arm and squeezes it affectionately.

Ignoring his silent show of victory you shrug, “And they say he’s just another pretty face,” Earning a laugh from Lauren and some of the crew as you smirk at the camera, face them shifting to apologetic, “also I’m so sorry Joey you beautiful bastard apparently I’m blind. Uh, we don’t have to dwell on it, Lauren whatcha got?”

“You guys are both tied with two points each, last chance to win.” She replies before glancing down at her iPad, “Alright, what is this?” She asks, her iPad showing that of fuzzy bright colors, with a small corner smear of dull white that clearly wouldn’t make much sense to the untrained eye.

Smirking you glance at a puzzled Henry before sitting up in your seat, feeling rather good about yourself, “Would that happen to be, Hen in Stregobor’s illusion?” You answer with, though sounding a bit as a question considering you aren’t entirely confident as to what image this is.

Lauren’s brows raise in surprise, “Henry, looks like we have a winner. Y/N you are correct.” She beams, enlarging the image to reveal Geralt’s side profile as he talks to the old wizard while the background stays colorful and shrouded in various arrays of sunlight..

Shaking your fist victoriously in the air you give a couple enthusiastic whoop whoops while Henry simply takes it like a champ, “Have fun cleaning up Karl’s monster turds, cause this lucky lady doesn’t have to.” You boast as Henry and the crew laugh.

“Well that was something,” Beams Lauren, “I’m so glad to have chatted for a bit about your guys’ amazing new series, and maybe ended a relationship in the process.” She says jokingly as both you and Henry chuckle.

Patting his thigh affectionately, you smirk, “He’s a tough old bear, but yeah, it was awesome having you talk to us.”

“Yes, take care now.” Adds Henry while the interviewer Lauren stands, saying her goodbyes as she goes to exit the room.

The camera crew take a small break to adjust things and whatnot as you and Henry wait patiently for the next interviewer. He turns, an adorable smile pulling at his lips while you pretend to ignore his fiery gaze. “Well that went pretty well, minus the fact that I’m on Kal poop duty for a week...but uh...” He leans in close to you now, “I missed you all morning.”

Breaking out into a smile you raise a brow, “Boring without me huh?”

“Always.”

You casually shrug, “I figured as much. Don’t worry, we have a hotel all to ourselves tonight.” Your brows wiggle suggestively causing your blue eyed lover to shake his head with amusement.

“Say it louder next time.” He jokes.

Side eyeing the oblivious crew you begin to speak a couple octaves louder, “Henry I can’t wait to fu..” Suddenly his hand presses against your mouth before you’re able to call any attention to yourself. He gives you a warning look before slowly pulling his hand from your mouth.

You grin mischievously, “I wasn’t gonna say that...”

“Sure Y/N,” He mutters in your ear as a new interviewer walks into the room and finds their chair, “and I’m wasn’t going to make you scream tonight.”

Your brows raise in surprise and admittedly slight arousal at his choice of wording in this room of all places. Eyeing him up, face still showing surprise, you finally break out into a satisfied smirk. “You know what? I think you should consider changing your offer.”

He thinks deeply for a moment, though you know he’s only pretending to get you riled up, “Hrmm...maybe, possibly, should I? Should we? You are my co-star after all, that wouldn’t be very professional now would it Y/N?” He states with a shit eating grin, all done while the crew and interviewer get ready, minding their business and completely unaware to yourself and Henry’s teasing.

Scoffing playfully you lightly swat his arm, “We are way past being professional.”

He chuckles, looking from you to the rest of the room, “Oh, they have no idea.”

#the witcher x reader #henry cavill x y/n #henry cavill x female reader #henry cavill x you #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill