#she could have gotten fleshed out 😔

[krotiation]

I'm so bummed out over how little we know of commandant steele. What are her siren abilities? Why didn't she ever use them? Did she choose someone to inherit her abilities? Are we ever gonna see the person who did get them and do they have any relation to steele?

I wanna knoowwww 😭

#it would be so cool if the next siren vault hunter we get inherited steeles powers #it would also be a really good opportunity to give steele some backstory through this character #assuming that they would have known each other #steele is the only reason i wish the movie had been an adaptation of bl1 #she could have gotten fleshed out 😔 #her and helena pierce #delete later

[daydreaming-en-pointe]

A very Spidey Christmas - Margo

Pairing: Margo Kess x Reader (written with fem!reader in mind, but I don’t think there’s anything that restricts it to that?? idk) (Hobie, 1610!Miles, 42!Miles, Gwen and Pavitr are here too!)

Word count: 759

Warnings: Both Miles squabbling like a pair of toddlers, pet names (sweetheart, sweetie, love) mistletoe, descriptions of a kiss! idk if I’m any good at it 😔

A/N: first time writing for Margo! Idk exactly how to write for her but I do hc that she’d be the best at calming ppl down and tries to avoid/de-escalate conflict as much as she can because it reminds her of her parents fighting 💔

In hindsight, maybe providing 5 spider-teenagers (and one Prowler) with an oven, baking ingredients, and your favourite sugar cookie recipe wasn’t the greatest idea.

Miles and the other Miles had “accidentally” thrown flour at each other more times than you could count, Gwen almost burnt butter (how on earth do you manage to burn butter?) and was in the bathroom nursing a small cut she had gotten while handling a knife, Pavitr somehow got baking powder in his nose and sneezed for 7 minutes straight, and you realized you didn’t have any icing sugar so you sent Hobie and Margo out on a quick trip to the grocery store.

Pavitr patted your shoulder gently, noticing your growing stress as you made sure the oven was off. A fire was the last thing you needed right now. “Don’t worry, they’ll be back soon- Miles, for the love of god! Aata phekna band karo! (Stop throwing flour)”

“Sorry!” “He started it. It’s not my fault he can’t take what he’s trying to give out!” “I started it?! Wh-”

“The cavalry ‘as arrived!” You looked up and sighed in relief as Hobie kicked open the door like someone straight out of an action movie, Margo close behind, her arms filled with grocery bags.

“You okay, sweetheart?” She asked as you went over to her, taking the grocery bags and kissing her cheek. “You look stressed.”

“I mean…” You vaguely gestured around the crowded kitchen, and everyone paused whatever they were doing to wave at the new arrivals. “But I know they’re all trying their best. Well, maybe not the other Miles.”

“Miles, knock it off,” Margo called out sternly, giving the one from earth-42 a death glare. “Both of you. I don’t care who started it. I’m ending it. Okay, sweetie, what’s first?”

You got out your recipe, laying the paper on the counter and standing between both versions of Miles. Gwen got back from the bathroom at that moment, wrapping a sparkly band-aid around her ring finger. You must’ve looked really concerned for her, because she held out her hand to soothe your worries. “I’m fine, don’t worry. Just a flesh wound.”

“Okay, uh… Margo, could you get the baking powder, please? Don’t let Pav get anywhere near it. No, Pav, it’s not because you’re clumsy, it’s just… I just don’t want you to sneeze so hard that your nose starts bleeding. Gwen, can you handle the mixing bowl? See, Pav, you can find the spoons and help her with the mixing. Hobie, could you find the baking trays? Thank you!”

The next few minutes were filled with the sound of the baking spoon scraping the bowl with all the ingredients, Gwen’s occasional tapping with the wooden utensils (drummer’s instincts, she explained), and your instructions.

“Pavi, that’s not enough sugar. Miles - sorry, not you, the other Miles-”

“Milo,” Hobie helpfully added, sitting cross-legged on the kitchen island as he helped (1610) Miles make the icing.

“Okay, Milo - the heat’s too high. Gwen you’re not adding enough flour… Margo the recipe needs more baking powder or it’ll fall flat-”

“Hey, hey, look at me.” Margo gently took your face in her hands, splaying her fingers across your cheeks and making you focus on her. She brought her thumb up to smoothie out the crease in between your eyebrows. “Shh. We got this, okay? You don’t need to worry. You’re stressing yourself out, love.”

“But I-”

“Look, mistletoe!” Margo webbed a sprig of mistletoe from the living room and pulled it toward her, attaching it to the ceiling above you before practically lunging forward and pressing her lips against yours, her arms coming to loop around your waist.

You allowed yourself to relax in her warm embrace, inhaling slowly. She smelled like a blend of buttery popcorn and car air freshener, and her lips were soft against yours and tasted vaguely of vanilla and oranges - a combination that felt all too familiar, for some reason…

“Feeling better now?”

“Yeah, slightly. Hang on, is that my lip balm?” You asked once she broke away to get some air. She gave a sheepish chuckle, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

“Noooo, it’s our lip balm now.”

“Listen, you two are very sweet, but if ya could go snog somewhere else that’d be great, yeah? I don’t know any first aid if ya catch on fire, and you’re very close to the oven,” Hobie interrupted, gently nudging you and Margo to one side and putting the tray of flattened cookie dough balls into the oven.

“British people are all so rude,” Margo stuck her tongue out at Hobie, whose eyebrows raised so high you thought they might reach his hair if he kept going.

“She’s got a point,” Pav chimed in through a mouthful of the first experimental batch of cookies - they had been burnt slightly around the edges, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“Pav, my guy, you too?!”

@vhstown (dw u are a lovely britisher who is a wonderful writer and not at all rude 🙏 still on the fence abt absent father dearest tho 😞 /j no he is a very lovely and talented britisher too) @l0starl @therealloopylupin2099 @hobiebrownismygod @deritosmi @tatumis-a

#⋆·˚ 🌹 ༘ * — 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗶’𝘀 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙨! #⋆·˚ 🌺 ༘ * — 𝙝𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙨! #across the spiderverse #atsv #atsv x reader #margo kess #margo atsv #atsv margo #margo kess x reader #margo kess x fem!reader #margo kess x you #spider byte #spider byte x reader #spiderbyte #spiderbyte x reader #atsv fluff #margo kess fluff #margo kess imagines

[doodlegirl1998]

Hi. So I was thinking about Izu and his love interests and how some ladies (plus Shig) fit the bill.

Mei? Cool design. Has passion for her craft and has show to care for Izu (she is the one to upgrade his costume)

Melissa? Cool design too. Quirkless and badass and have great chemistry with Izu, love the clips of them together.

Shig?😏 the canon (forehead kiss and skimo kiss)

Nejire? Great design. They had a cute moment (Zuzu is not a perv. He is a real gentleman) and while it was one scene and many HCs her as gay or queer...this ship has potential(or had to) she is a strong student who has a powerful quirk and she and Izu could bond over this( I know how we dont know much about her life but still...I think they could be a cute ship)

Toga? Great design, srsly I love her design. She did ask him out ....in the middle of the war and has almost to no interaction to him but I feel this ship could work in aus.

Also Toga now knows what he considers a dream date...and while the internet mocks him. I found sweet.

So yeah those ladies (plus Shig😏) are winning against Ochako. Hell, Lady Nagant (yes too old for him) has a more positive interaction with him and Fox Lady too.

Ochako...not winning here. 😞😔

Hi @mikeellee 👋

To be honest all those ships could work, as you noted, Hori even added Shigadeku crumbs, both in their parallels and in the artwork with how close he draws them. (Just like he did with Togachacko.) Shig has gotten closer to getting a kiss from Izu than Ochaco! Who is the love interest here? If I didn't read the series, with how Hori draws them together, I would think it's Shig. Come on Hori!

Now to address the other ships you mentioned:

IzuMei - It would be a cute ship as you mentioned. She's quirky and unafraid to express it. I feel like being with Mei would help Izu gain confidence. Whereas I think being with Izuku would help Mei socialise with others.

IzuMelissa - It's been a while since I've seen the movie but I also thought they were cute together. Plus her being quirkless as well gives them a common ground.

IzuNejire - Not a ship I had thought of for Izuku but I respect your opinion there.

IzuToga - A ship that has a tonne of potential and under a different writer (who fleshed Toga out more as a tragic villain battling her blood urges rather than flip flopping between this and blood yandere) this could have really flourished.

The shame is IzuOcha had a tonne of potential to be awesome but Hori squanders it. Here's what I would change;

1) Have her inspire Izuku's hero name 'Dekiru' - It would be the beginning of a sweet deep moment between them.

2) Don't have her call Izuku plain. I found this to be a strange thing for Hori to have Izu's future love interest say particularly as her character design is more 'ordinary' and Izuku's appearance hasn't changed between now and then so why does she suddenly find him physically attractive?

3) Give her story focus rather than all the ungodly focus on Bkg. As well as build up her parallels with Toga. Build on why she thinks she can't express her feelings; a fear of losing his friendship? Something inspired by Aizawa's poor teaching? Just give this girl anything, Hori.

4) Have her stand up against Bkg's plan to have 1A vs Izuku. I hated this moment in MHA so much. If Ochaco needed to have a BAMF moment where she stood up to someone for Izuku it should have been against Bkg not the civilians rightfully worried about their safety but Hori wastes her and this ships potential...

#mha critical #bnha critical #anti bakugou katsuki #anti bakugou

[togeqii]

thank you yuren for tagging me in the self-rec game 🥹 i haven't looked back on my old hq blog in ages but i'll be listing stuff from star-puff and my kpop blog :")

idk who's been tagged yet and who hasn't but ...? tagging @allright @saintshigaraki @milkcutea @prettyboykatsuki @puffycloud @violetsoju @megumidulcee @ankaaz @snailsoss @clubatsumu @dkfile and anyone else who wants to join!

after the world has fallen (where do we lie?) & before the world fell (you were there.)

this was my favorite fic for a While and i think a big reason for that was it was one of the bigger projects i had gotten the ambition to complete. to be honest i'm still trying to think of ways to come back to this apocalypse universe even in my kpop phase but nothing seems to hit quite the same as the old hq boys did 😔 it was my first real experience making a cohesive story thread and my first time really immersing myself in the world i'd created. i learned so much from writing these two fics. i think if i could go back i would definitely write it differently (i've grown a lot as a writer after all :") ) but there are just so many scenes/prose in the fic that i still look back fondly on.

an elegy of clouds

my first and last completed series :") it's funny because this is one of my first fics i'd ever thought up of in my drafts in 2020 and yet it was the final fic i would go on to publish at the end of the star-puff lifespan... time really is a circle! i could go on and on about the origins of this fic but i think it was just. a fic series that was really important to me. funnily enough i don't find myself going back to reread this fic as often as i do my next fic on the list, but i think i'd rather keep the memory of creating this fic precious in the sepia rather than unearthing it to newfound criticism. don't get me wrong there are still things i wished i could have fleshed out more of/improved on but a lot of blood sweat and tears went into completing this series and she is just . very special to me ...

scintilla

my favorite fic ever even till this day :") i was talking to my old mutual about this the other day but i think all of my writing on star-puff led up to this fic (my final form). i'm not quite sure what possessed me in a june summer to write this but i literally spilled it all out in less than two weeks which is frankly still recordbreaking for me to this day. it was my first time really delving into purple(?) prose and metaphors and i STILL to this day keep the essence of what i learned from writing scintilla into my new fics. she really is my magnum opus. or at least one of them. and also i think the fact that it was received so well especially during a time when i wanted to deactivate so bad is also. a big bonus jsdflsf.

svt, after it all ends (vocal | hhu | performance)

ok this isn't a fic it's like a headcanon set buuutttt. idk i found myself really liking these short bursts of instances that i could encapsulate and expand on using a single metaphor (it's the scintilla influence). personally the hhu version is my favorite like maybe it's cause i know them the best or because the metaphors i chose were my favorite or just the prose in general but idk! something about it just. hurts me the best.

gravity (is the distance between you and me.)

my real and true magnum opus ...... she's up there in the leagues with scintilla definitely! i'd even say that she is scintilla's child. scintilla walked so gravity could run (heaving and spitting out blood). there's not much i can really say about this one other than like. idk she is just really really special and personal to me. she went through 3 different idols for her muse and eventually settled on her final form with sunwoo from tbz but idkkk more than that it's like. the yn in this fic is so personal to me she's self-sabotaging and guilt-ridden and selfless in all the wrong ways to the point of selfishness and despite all that she is still just. loves so strongly and deeply it ends up pulling them together again ... Gravity . it has one of my favorite sections ever written (even if it was like drying a wet dog for a good few weeks) and it's just so. personal!!

#it took me a while to find the time for this jasdflk #i love reflecting back :') #also as i look back on my hq masterlist i realize i wrote so much like what the heck #quarantine did irreparable things to me.... #i have some other favorites but none of them are completed/published yet jsadfklfsd #.x

[gliyerabaa]

4, 23, 29 for the writer asks :)

hehehehehehe thank you Carson I love doing these <3

4. How many WIP's do you have right now?

Oh jeez, the actual number is not one I'm willing to count... But WIP's with the intention to finish and post... I think I'm sitting at around 4 right now?

Per Aspera ch. 24

angsty one-shot (the premise of this is actually really cool- an AU where Glinda goes with Elphaba after DG, becomes a healer on the front lines of the fight)

smutfic sequel, currently at nearly 6k words and still more to go 😔😔😔😔😔 (not actually *sad* about this necessarily, just like... all these words, going to smut...)

WIP that I may finish, it's more just a few sentences of ideas than anything, based off of this song

23. How do you choose where to end a chapter in multichapter works?

Ok so in my years writing, I've gotten a lot better at 1. writing outlines and 2. actually sticking to the outlines. Take Per Aspera for example, I have the overarching plot written down in a 13 page bare bones outline, and then I flesh each chapter out with its own outline more.

The only times I break in unplanned places is if the word count is getting to be Too Much. Chapters 13 and 14 of Per Aspera were supposed to be 1 chapter, but I decided to break it into two for readability's sake. Might wind up doing the same with the second part of the smutfic. We'll see.

29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic.

I've decided to share the unfinished doc that was the very root of the inspiration for Per Aspera Ad Astra. It's the beginnings of a short scene about the summer heat that I wrote in the dead of the coldest winter I've ever experienced. A lot of it is just scenario and context, but this unfinished doc is literally what started it all

It was a particularly hot summer afternoon, and Glinda was absolutely overcome with boredom.  Her parents were out of town yet again, and all her popular friends were on vacation- without her. They had all practically abandoned her the second she even mentioned the possibility that she might not be straight.  Small town life as a mostly-closeted lesbian wasn’t easy. Nearly everyone in the tiny Kansas town of Shiz had made their stance on ‘them strange city folk’ very clear.  And by ‘strange city folk’, they meant anyone who wasn’t straight, white, or Christian.  Her phone buzzed twice.  2 new messages from Elphaba Speaking of not straight, white, or Christian…. -hey.  -bored as hell, wanna hang out? Glinda sighed. Elphaba was her best friend and, to put it nicely, the town freak. She was the atheist daughter of the pastor of the only church in town, she was inexplicably green and unashamedly queer.  And Glinda was stupid enough to catch feelings for her.  She was bored out of her mind and needed something to do, but the very thought of spending time with Elphaba made her stomach flip in the best possible way.  She decided to type an ambiguous response. -idk. it’s sooo hot out and there’s nothing to do here anyway The response was almost instantaneous.  -we could drive to Wichita, do some shopping. I know how much you love shopping Wichita was almost two and a half hours away. There was no way she’d survive that long in such close quarters with the girl of her dreams. She needed an excuse. -ugh that’s so far away, besides, my parents just got me a bunch of new clothes for my birthday, I don’t really need anything -besides, you hate shopping -yes, I do. but it makes you happy and that makes me happy  Glinda blushed. Why did Elphaba have to be so infuriatingly nice? Before she could recollect her thoughts, her phone buzzed again. -we could go to Nanny’s. then figure out if we want to do anything else from there? -ooh, I’m starving. Nanny’s it is then.  -great, I’ll be right over Glinda’s heart was racing. She knew that she had no right to be crushing on her best friend this hard.  But her mind would always wander to Elphaba’s emerald green skin, her dark, captivating eyes, her gentle smile that she usually kept hidden from the rest of the world, that sweet, sweet smile that she wanted nothing more than to kiss- no, she banished the thought.  Needing to refocus her mind, Glinda rolled out of bed and decided she’d better get ready. She checked the weather on her phone: 90 degrees with 55% humidity, basically ridiculously hot.  She switched out of her t-shirt to a pink tank top and shorts. She heard Elphaba’s truck pulling into the driveway, so she kicked on her sandals, grabbed her purse, and hurried out the door.  The heat outside was oppressive. Glinda didn’t realize how much she relied on air conditioning until the few seconds she was forced to go without it. 

And that was all I had written in the doc. This is from February of 2019 so the style and characterization is a little outdated by my current standards. But, there it is. What would have happened, had this played out more:

they get lunch at Nanny's

they drive around in Elphie's truck, stop somewhere for ice cream

drive to a lake, unrestrained summer fun ensues

a first kiss in the back of her truck in the night, surrounded by fireflies

#ask game #fic ask #wicked the musical #gelphie #thewickedworkingsofyouknowwho #answered #ask

[ladytauria]

16, 17, 28, and 37 for the fanfic ask game!!!

-@bi-bats (i have a sideblog and the laws of the land are not in my favor. Thus, anon ask)

(Also bestie it is 3:20am for me i feel you on the should be sleeping 😂)

waiting for the day tumblr lets us ask things from sideblogs 😔

oof well i’m glad i’m not the only one up way past sleeping time 😂😂😂

thank u for asking, i had fun with these~

16. What’s an AU you would love to read (or have read and loved)?

Jason Lives AU 😌

Okay no, for real xD As much as I do love that AU, that’s not my answer xD I am a big fan of AUs in general & am pretty much willing to read any regardless of whether or not I’m familiar with any source material OR if it’s not a genre I enjoy. (Bc it’s fanfic & my fave/one of my fave pairings so like. It’s always a genre I enjoy!)

One of my favorite AUs I’ve read tho is this one, which isn’t shippy, altho the writer does write Jaytim. It’s just… a really creative alternate origin for Tim & I love it. (Also! Gender-fluid/trans!Tim!)

Robin, Flamebird, & Sparrow - Moxibustion — Batman and Robin get injured a lot in the field. It's a fact, they can't deny it. Somehow this lead to them gaining their very own paramedic.... whether they want one or not. It's fine, sort of? Now if only they could get their erstwhile paramedic to stop getting hurt...

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

Highly specific AU? One based off of the Locked Tomb series by Tamsyn Muir. Basic premise? Necromancers are extremely powerful, but due to the way their powers feed off of life, they’re also very sickly looking and physically weak. They are paired up with cavaliers from a young age, who swear vows to protect them from harm (vows which include the phrase, “One flesh, one end”) & serve their needs. The original plot is also enemies to lovers, so like??? Yes.

Anyway, my thought is that Jason ends up as Tim’s cavalier, unwillingly, but as they grow closer, they become fonder of each other.

IDK if I would want to include the Lyctorhood plot (which, what Lyctorhood ultimately is does count as a spoiler for the first book? So I won’t explain it here just in case!) but. I do think the dynamics there would be fun~

28. Does anyone read your fics before you post them? If so, who?

Sometimes I ask @candra-hearts to look over them. She may not be in this fandom, but she’s wonderful & helps me figure stuff out when I need it. Otherwise it’s just me~

37. Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?

Oh, jeez. Honestly the amount of traction / attention all of my fics have gotten is more than I expected ^^; I love my writing but it’s always a surprise when other people do too!

But, hmm. I’ll say this one (features smut). It was the first tagged JayTim fic I posted xD (I have a pre-relationship Reverse Robins series as well, but haven’t tagged the pairing yet).

#asks and answers #bi-bats #i love ur url btw #i also almost did an animorphs fic for animal transformation during jaytimweek #but real life happened & i didn’t get anything done

[draconic-ichor]

Does Karl sometimes have nightmares about Mirandas experiments? If he have them he needs hug from Juniper after right? 😔

Oh definitely…he frequently has and has had nightmares over what she’s done to him. Besides wanting to work towards his revolution as fast as possible the nightmares are a big reason he would stay up until complete exhaustion. He would try to get so tired that he wouldn’t even dream…

They have gotten slightly better having Juniper in the factory. He has a person sleeping next to him, it brings him a little bit more peace. She always tries to comfort him if she wakes up, but he tries his best not to wake her. He doesn’t like feeling vulnerable and is still ashamed of how far Miranda has really fucked him over mentally.

I think the most lucid, traumatic nightmare he’s had in the fic was in the Fatherly Fears chapter, were he vividly remembers being implanted with the Cadou as a toddler.

It affects him very deeply sometimes and still affects him long after he leaves the village.

Bit from chapter 37: Fatherly Fears. Spoilers for In the Steel Steeds Heart fic

Warnings: strong language, gore/blood, memories of trauma/abuse, neglect

He was on the table…the cold metal table, a bright light blinding him. He tried to move, to cover his eyes but his arms and legs were buckled down. He fought against the restraints.

He dared to glance down, bile rising in his throat.

His body was small, baby fat still padding his stomach. His skin was still new, save for the few angry welling incisions around his chest and abdomen. Two were already sewn shut with thick black thread…but the third…

Oh god he could see inside.

Utter fear mixed with the pain as the sedatives wore off fully. Something moved in the wound.

Miranda came to the table side, seeing him awake she gave a wide smile.

“You’re a strong one.” Her words held pride but he felt happiness hearing them.

A cry caught in his throat when she brought a syringe into his view.

The metal glittered under the harsh light, seconds before biting into the softness of his small neck.

Everything went black. Memories of home blurred, of a gentle touch. In the blackness he tried to find anything to bring him some sort of ease but everything seemed to slip away.

Why…

Fading back he realized he was alone, free of the table, but alone.

Everything hurt. His skin felt feverish and he could feel something deep in his chest move, like worms digging around in his flesh.

He cried, heavy sobs then sent hot tears down his face. He wanted comfort, warmth and care.

His big pale eyes looked up to see Mother Miranda standing over him. In desperation he reached out to her, with chubby arms and tiny hands.

She regarded him coldly, disappointment in her steely gaze.

What did he do?

Miranda turned, moving away out of sight.

He’s sorry. He’ll try better next time.

The tears fell harder, whatever was in his chest dug deeper.

Just please hold him. Please come back.

…please…

He sat bolt upright in bed, clawing at his chest. He felt thicker muscle and coarse hair, his fingers sliding over a particularly deep scar on his chest. It was long since healed, faded with time to his eyes but still an angry lash across his mind.

His hands explored further in the darkness. He only found scars…nothing was open. He was in one piece.

He sucked in a shaking breath, trying to tell himself he was ok.

He felt his cadou pulse deep in his tissue, making the dream flood back. His chest hurt and his eyes stung, but he wouldn’t cry.

Not anymore.

#resident evil village #karl heisenberg #in the steel steeds heart #heisenberg #spoilers #answered asks

[yachl]

hi hi!!! kinda quit with that fandom but hard YES on ur posts about how it's actually lazy writing. i wish he worked on it more before revealing it, what is he dropping plot twist after plot twists for?

right? tbh the series has gotten so boring that i only keep up with the leaks now jic it picks up again. this last arc was a mess. it was drug out for so long but still managed to accomplish almost nothing (which is so unfortunate bc it could have been used to really flesh out izk’s convictions and internal struggles in preparation for the final arc).

anyway, i feel like hk is stalling toward the ending? like it’s already finalized, but he doesn’t know exactly how to get there from where the raid ended. so to make up for the lack of substance, he/the editors just keep throwing out flashy or shocking reveals and fight scenes in an attempt to keep people interested.

like you said, i think the hgkr reveal could have been interesting if he’d bothered to flesh her out beyond having a name and a quirk. i just don’t buy the argument that “she was meant to be easily ignored bc she’s a good spy” bc there are several other characters who have received a similar lack of development (presumably bc the series just has too large of a cast to realistically flesh them all out). combining that with how he’s ignored his female characters since the beginning and the way the traitor theory went unmentioned for so long, it just doesn’t hold up. also, most people (rightfully) critiqued s&s’ and nagant’s story lines from the start, so i don’t understand why there’s so much backlash against pointing out that this is also lazy writing 😔

#thanks for this message 💕 #i still love the series and im thankful for all the entertainment it’s given me #but the quality lately is just….. yeah #i do have faith it’ll pick back up for the finale but we’ll see #messages #quanxui #don’t rb ✨