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The Monster in Your Fairytale

Old South AU Aemond X (Southern Belle Reader)

Warnings after the cut

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A/N: I'm grouping this with Modern Aemond because i don't want to create anymore masterlists and it isn't canon Aemond haha.

Warnings:: manipulation, dubcon, Breeding kink, smut, virginity loss, attempt at baby trapping.

Aemond Targaryen was sought after in your small rural town. The only single man left of the Targaryens other than his young brother Daeron, who was too young to marry.

The Targaryens were the most well-off family in the area. They came from old money. Their sprawling mansion and vast acreage of land showcased their wealth.

Aemond, being a young Batchelor who stood to inherit a third of his fathers wealth, was viewed as a great prize for many of the young, unmarried woman in your small town. The accident he suffered as a child leaving him with only one eye did nothing to dampen the flames of his popularity. After all, out here money was king.

Yet somehow, even with a plethora of young unmarried women swirling around him. That one beautiful eye set its sights on you

You were your fathers pride and joy. His sunshine he called you. You weren't the smartest girl around, but gosh, were you sweet. If anyone were to ask around, your small rural community, they would say your giggle was contagious and your smile even more so.

Your innocence and your trusting nature are exactly what reeled him in. What a pretty little silly wife you would make him. He imagined you popping out, baby, after silver haired baby laughing and giggling, never a care in the world, and in him, it awoke a hunger, a gnawing need to have you.

So Aemond decided he would do this the right way. Get to know you and make you fall in love with him. Who wouldn't fall in love with him? Every single girl in town wanted him, why wouldn't you?

So he approached you at the local farmers market. A place he would usually never be. The Targaryens had house servants for that kind of thing. Yet he came knowing you would be there, selling your father's wares. A bright smile on your face and that perfectly plump bosom pressing tightly against the fabric of your cheaply made dress.

He looked sharp. A nice pair of trousers with a fitted top, the two highest buttons left open.

"Give her something to gawk at," he thinks to himself as he fixes his shirt. He spots you at your usual table, pointing at various fruits and vegetables, trying to make a sale. Not that making a sale was difficult for you. You could sell someone air with just a smile and a suggestion.

He walks up to your fruit stand cockily, quickly snatching an apple from one of the baskets and tossing it in the air.

"Macintosh. Best you'll find for a long ways" You smile at him with that perfect little smile, your eyes wrinkling around the corners.

"Hmmmm." He gently places the apple back in the basket. "I'm looking for..... something sweeter"

"Oh! Well, we have strawberries! Those are mighty sweet. " You lower your voice to a near whisper." I could even let ya try one if you promise not to tell Daddy." You wink at him and hold up the smallest of strawberries in your delicate hand.

Aemond can feel a stirring in his pants he tries very hard to ignore. "Love to" instead of taking the strawberry from you, he leans forward and bites into it while it is snuggled in tight between your fingers. His lips graze your fingertips, and then you do it. You giggle. That addicting giggle.

What went from a gentle stirring in his trousers had now evolved into a throbbing as he wiped the juices from the strawberry off his chin.

You lean forward towards him. "juicey nough for ya?"

"Hmmmm" Aemond chuckles. "Always like the ones that gush"

"Then perfect! How much do you wanna buy?" You take out one of your tiny baskets ready to fill it with strawberries.

"Fill the basket," he says nonchalantly.

"Oh! That's an awful lot of strawberries, sir. That could get quite pricey. " You giggle again, causing the throbbing in his trousers to intensify.

He smiles at you and laughs while shaking his head, "As if she doesn't know who I am," he thinks to himself.

You fill the basket completely. Pride swells in your chest, knowing you just sold a good chunk of the strawberries you had brought to market, your daddy will be so proud, and the money will help.

You hand him his basket of strawberries and give him your best smile.

"A pretty girl like you should be married at this age..... yet from what I understand you are not." Aemond muses biting into another strawberry.

"Oh, Daddy has turned down all suitors. Doesn't think I'm ready." You blush slightly in embarrassment. Your father loved you. So much in fact that he was afraid that with your simple and caring persona, you would be easily controlled and abused. A thought that terrified him.

Hearing that your father has turned down, all suitors thus far does not deter Aemond in the slightest. He is a Targaryen. Your father would beg for him to court you sooner than he would turn him down.

So the next morning, he does what any good gentleman should do and goes to your father requesting permission to court you and is absolutely shocked when your father declines.

"My sunshine is a special girl," he had said. " She isn't ready for that kind of thing, but I am flattered by your interest"

Aemond leaves the small farmhouse baffled but ultimately decides that your father will not stop him from having what he wants. You are indeed a special girl and you will be his special girl whatever the cost.

So, he returns to the farmers market every week. Sometimes with flowers, other times a small gift, a necklace, a bracelet every time trying to interest you in joining him for a walk.

Each time, you turn him down.

"Daddy wouldn't like that." Your sweet voice invades his senses, but after six weeks of being denied, Aemond has decided he will no longer take no for answer, so he presses on.

"Your father doesn't need to know sweetness. I will not be untoward. I only wish to know you more. All the town talks of your sweet smile, but what of what's behind that smile? That is what I wish to know. " Aemond gives you his best look of caring and gentleness. "I will not lie. My feelings have been hurt by this constant declination of simple friendship"

Aemond has gotten to know you so well. You are sweet to a fault, and the only way he can get you to go against your father's wishes is to make you believe that you are being cruel.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, Aemond! I'm not trying to hurt you! Of course I'm not. " Your eyes are glassy as you look at him with sympathy.

"Got her," he thinks to himself.

"I guess one simple friendly walk won't hurt."

So after you pack up your wares for the day, he takes you on a walk. He asks you questions while he pretends to listen to the answers, the buzzing inside his head, making it hard to concentrate.

The walk is exactly as he described it. A friendly walk where you chat and enjoy the scenery, and every week that walk gets just a bit longer and a bit deeper into the woods.

You become more and more comfortable with the man you now consider to be one of your closest friends, and on a warm summer evening, he walks you into the woods the furthest he has walked you yet.

When the two of you stumble upon a meadow, he feigns surprise.

"Well, isn't this beautiful?" He looks down at you, watching you look around the meadow in wide-eyed wonder.

"Oh, Aemond, It's beautiful!" You happily exclaim, throwing your arms around him excitedly.

"Come." He takes your hand and leads you out into the tall grass of the meadow before he drops down to lay in the grass.

You watch him laying for a minute quizzically. "Aemond! What are you doing? You will get your clothes all dirty!" You reach for his hand to yank him up, but instead, he yanks you down on top of him.

"The view is so pretty from here." He looks up at you, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Oh gosh, I'm squishing you!" You attempt to get up, but Aemond sits up quickly, pulling you completely in his lap, your thighs on either side of his hips.

"A little thing like you? Squishing me? Preposterous. " He nuzzles his nose into your chin, eliciting a giggle.

"You're not so big yourself." You grip his waist and squeeze to accentuate your case.

"You'd be surprised, sweetness." He places gentle kisses along your jaw. "At how big I can get," He wraps his arms around your back, pulling your chest flush to his.

"Oh, Aemond......" Your voice is unsteady. "I don't think Daddy would like this"

"He doesn't need to know.." He trails kisses down your neck."Besides, every once in a while, you should do something you like. No matter what others think"

He watches your face contort in thought as you think over his words. His patience growing thinner and thinner. He grips your hips, gently grinding your heat on his lap.

"Indulge me," He whispers, "For just a little while"

You feel a build-up of heat curling up in your lower stomach and find it hard to say no to that eye that looks at you pleading.

"Just a little while longer, sweetness," Aemond pants heavily into the crevice of your neck.

Your hips start to grind against him, putting more pressure on that sweet nerve between your legs.

"Such a bad girl for me," Aemond growls as he nips at your bottom lip, gently pulling at it.

"I'm still a good girl, aren't i?" You worriedly ask. It's so important to you that you are a good girl.

"Mmmm.. yes, of course. " Aemond huffs between labored breathes. He leans back from you slightly to unbutton his trousers.

"Aemond?" You watch as his hands move beneath you, making quick work of the fabric as he pulls his hardened cock out and into his hand.

"Shhhh sweetness." He pumps himself with one hand as he cups your cheek in the other. "I've got you, I'll take care of you"

Aemond pushes up your dress and pushes open the split between your drawers, his breathing getting heavier with each touch. He runs his hand along your slick folds and smiles.

"You're all ready for me, sweetness." He gently bites at your chin, and a rush of warmth swirls in your stomach as he brings his finger to rub at your pearl in quick circles.

"A-Aemond!" You feel completely overwhelmed as that warmth in your stomach seems to be building, Your jaw is slack, and your breathing is forced.

"I've got you. Shhhhh... I've got you, " Aemond whispers to you as he continues to rub on your nub. As the pressure in your stomach continues to build, you can feel Aemonds' other hand on your hip, pushing you down as you feel immense pressure.

"Ah, Aemond!" You squeal the feeling of being split open is intense, and you now know what is happening.

"It's ok, sweetness, it's ok." He continues to rub your nub with his thumb as he pushes you further and further down his shaft.

"Fuck..." Aemond groans and closes his eye. "Oh sweetness, you're so perfect"

"Ahh, ahh." You hiss, the stretching is erotic and uncomfortable at the same time. A fullness that feels good and a stinging that hurts.

"Just a little further... Oh yes, " He groans loudly as your ass is flush against his thighs. "There you are." He pulls your face down towards him and kisses you with a passion you had only read about in stories.

you kiss him back while intermittently panting into his mouth. This sensation, this mix of pain and pleasure, was like nothing you had ever experienced.

He grasps at your hips and guides you to grind against his lap.

"See? You're still a good girl." He pants,"My good girl"

"Your good girl, Your good girl." You chant like a prayer as his movements intensify.

Aemond buries his face in your chest as he maneuvers you on his lap. Like a rag doll he fucks into you taking what he has long desired.

"Cum for me pretty girl" He begs as he grinds you against him faster his thighs shaking with the intensity.

You moan and pant loudly that feeling in your bottom stomach rising like it is going to spill over and when it does and your eyes roll back into your head Aemond loses all control.

He tightly squeezes your hips, bringing you down upon him with force. "Gonna fill you up." He grunts."Make you mine, " he slams you down harder and tilts his head back. "I want you full of me." He loudly makes a noise somewhere between a moan and a whimper.

"Ask me for it," he demands

Your brain is so foggy from your orgasm and the momentum of his thrusts that you stare at him blankly.

"Ask me to fill you." He grunts, and his face contorts. He looks almost like he is in pain. "Please, sweetness,"

"Oh please fill me Aemond Please" You coo.

He pulls you down roughly twice more before spilling into you with a loud groan, laying his back down on the grass as he slowly continues to push himself into you, riding out his orgasm.

Aemond lays back with a smile on his face. Your father would have no choice but to marry you to him now. The shame of being an unwed mother in a town like this would be unbearable, and if somehow he didn't get you pregnant this time?

Well, there was always next time.

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[poorlittleyaoyao]

An Exhaustive Explanation For Why Qin Su Took Her Life Of Her Own Volition

(Or: For God's Sake, Please Just Let Her Have This One Thing)

Okay, so let's leave aside the fact that Wei Wuxian is an unreliable narrator. At the point in the novel at which he insists that Jin Guangyao must have forced Qin Su to kill herself somehow, Wei Wuxian has also insisted that Lan Wangji would totally hate it if he knew they'd made out while drunk. Let's also leave aside that Wei Wuxian himself will reassess his opinion of Qin Su's death later on, and IIRC says nothing about it either way in the drama, because the people who insist that JGY Definitely Killed Made Her Do That sure do. A narrator being unreliable doesn't mean we can't trust anything they tell us, after all; it just means we need to compare their views to outside evidence, the way you would with a primary source document.

AND WHEN YOU DO THAT

IT STILL MAKES ZERO SENSE

Picture all this from Jin Guangyao's standpoint. Let's assume for funsies that you don't care about your wife who is also your half-sister, and have no compunctions about killing her to keep the incest secret. Wouldn't you just... do that? Wouldn't you kill her the second that little paperman flies away and you hear the alarm?

"He obviously couldn't do that! The paperman saw her alive so it'd be weird if she suddenly was gone!" Yeah, and everyone at the cultivation conference saw her alive when they came into the treasure-and-torture room, and it would be even weirder if she suddenly stabbed herself to death in front of them.

"Ah, but he needed to know who sent her the letter! He can't afford to kill her!" Wow, hey, that's right! You, Evil Jin Guangyao, have just spent the preceding scene wheedling and then threatening Qin Su so she'll tell you who send the letter, and she stood firm the whole time! So forcing her to kill herself in front of everyone when she still hasn't told you that important piece of information would be PRETTY DUMB, wouldn't it? (Almost as dumb as giving her the opportunity to interact with all the people you're trying to keep the secret from, but hey, maybe it took you longer to hide da-ge's head than anticipated.)

"Maybe he'd given up on getting her to tell him anything so her killing herself was to divert suspicion away from him!" Okay, first of all, how is "your wife (whom nobody but you has seen recently) kills herself with no warning" going to make things look LESS suspicious? Second of all, things were going JUST FINE. You hid da-ge's head. People were buying your "this cursed cabinet is where I keep my former boss's soul-stealing knife" story. You haven't even subtly brought up Suibian to change the subject. The narrative misogyny means that nobody has directly talked to Qin Su and "of course my wife also hangs out in our house, lol" is flying just fine as an explanation. You had almost put out this fire! Why would you throw gasoline on it by making Qin Su kill herself?

Honestly, the smartest thing for you to do in this situation would be to knock your wife unconscious and move her to her sleeping chambers or a couch or something in the main part of the palace. That gets her out of sight and renders her unable to talk in a way that won't raise suspicions, and gives you the option of going "omg guyyys my wife is sleeping :( this totally unwarranted search of our home is gonna wake her up :(" to make people leave!

But, okay. Let's shift our perspectives here. Jin Guangyao has a history of making deranged choices when he's in Panic Mode. Maybe his brain short-circuited and, somehow, he decided that MAKE QIN SU KILL HERSELF IN PUBLIC was the best course of action. Wei Wuxian himself tells us that she wasn't under the influence of talismans or anything, so somehow Jin Guangyao convinced her to do this with his words. Never mind that we just saw Jin Guangyao deploy an ungodly combination of feigned ignorance, gaslighting, actual sincerity, veiled threats, and manipulation with zero impact. Somehow, he used his words successfully.

What could he possibly say?

Picture all this, now, from Qin Su's standpoint. Your entire world has been shattered. Your husband who is also your half-brother has been lying to you for your entire marriage, has done nothing to reassure you that he didn't murder your son, and has sealed your meridians to prevent you from fleeing. He then brought you into a secret room in your home that you didn't know existed and which, you discover, houses his sworn brother's severed head. All you know is that you cannot tell Jin Guangyao who gave you the letter because you're certain that he will have her killed. Shit's real fucked and you have nobody to help you.

Now every sect leader in the jianghu--including your husband's remaining sworn brother, your young nephew, and your nephew's maternal uncle--has shown up to search your husband's home. His top priority in this moment is quashing their suspicions so they leave him alone enough to regroup.

One of three things must be true for you.

1.) Your top priority is survival. You don't want to die. If you care about your reputation, you know that you're as screwed as he is if word of this gets out, and unfortunately the only way to survive is to play along with your husband's weird shit, at least for now. In that case, the best way to assure him that you're on his team is to help him assure the other sect leaders that Everything Is Normal And Fine. If you don't want to die, then you're not going to be susceptible to any insistence that you kill yourself.

2.) You're so furious that you don't care what happens to you or your reputation as long as you take Jin Guangyao down with you. In that case, you'd tell him whatever he wanted to hear and then IMMEDIATELY scream to the other sect leaders where Nie Mingjue's head is currently located, or you'd drop the incest bomb yourself hoping that the paperman is somewhere in that room and can back you up, or you'd grab that dagger and stab your husband, or some combination of all three! You're not going to quietly kill yourself at his request, because you've suffered enough for his bullshit!

"Well, maybe he didn't threaten her. She's going to be worried about Bicao and her father. Maybe he threatened one of them!" Yeah, maybe, but that's a threat to get someone to cooperate. You can't make sure they're still alive if you're dead! And if you're convinced that this guy has lied to you constantly for the past 10+ years, you're not going to believe him when he says"kill yourself and I'll be niceys to them." There is nothing at all that he could say to make her harm herself if she hadn’t been so inclined.

And that leaves

3.) You're in such despair that you actively want to die. You can never trust your husband again. You can never trust anyone again, honestly, because he wasn't the only person you loved who kept this secret from you. You don't trust that the other sect leaders will do anything to help you, just as your mother didn't trust that anyone would do anything to help her all those years ago. (When they barge into the palace and walk straight past you as though you were a piece of furniture, your distrust is confirmed.) Maybe, despite everything, you still love your husband too much to kill him. Maybe you fear that, without evidence, he will be seen as an innocent victim and you will be seen as his mad, murderous wife. Maybe you don't care what happens to anyone else, but you know that you don't want to deal with this anymore, and you are the only one you trust to help yourself escape it.

The tragedy of Qin Su is that she is never permitted to make a fully informed decision about her life. At least let her final action be something she knowingly chooses.

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I am back and with an idea that has 100% not over used and I am suggesting it because I found it

Yan farmer x business person reader

(optional ->Jason can be the name for the farmer)

(optional -> could be kidnapped)

- 🌑 the moon is finally showing the night sky is pretty it gives me butterflies but why do I still feel… empty inisde? Am I missing something? Or is it someone

As the moon shines, I wonder why I long, I wonder and ask why I hope for answers, but the moon gives me none

Yes I have finally finished this time for hot coco and sleep god its 1 am

Yandere farmer x gn business reader

Warnings; yandere themes, stalking, drugging and kidnapping, suggestive themes at one point tags; @sinnful-darling

"Oh how crazy you make me."

In very small towns you might notice that how important you are is based on how much land you own. It was a very old custom but it’s not Jason minded.

There was another problem after all. 

He inherited the land after his father and it came along with the debt.

This farm was promised to him, and he loved it with all his heart. Jason worked day and night but the debt kept getting bigger and harder to pay off. He can go so long with scaring off every single person that wants to collect or buy his land. Jason knew who you were, he studied you and your business, maybe watching you from time to time. Taking a few pictures, sneaking into your home. He wanted to know his enemy, of course. 

Jason was a stubborn man, he would never even admit out loud that someone like you made his cheeks flush and heart skip a bit. You wanted to take his home for heaven's sake! He sighed as he watched you from your window, you were getting ready for bed. Face going red as you began to take off. He didn’t stop watching, instead he loosened his pants.

Your job was simple, go in hand letters and talk to Jason Ackworth.

From what you know he was a very scary, stubborn man. You sigh as you listen to yet another employee of yours cry and explain themselves why they couldn’t even get close to his property. This happened every single time you tried to send someone to collect the debt, or do anything. You swear a few of your employees never came back, they must have ran away. Cowards

Time to take things into your own hands.

The ride to the farm was long, but when the buildings and city noise morphed into fields and calm sounds of nature you felt rested.

The land was pretty big, if not for the debt Jason would be a lucky guy if not for the dept. Your family dealt with Ackworth for years, but you were pretty sure you will finish this.

When your great grandpa started his business he lent money to people so they would be able to stabilize themselves and eventually pay it back. Ackworths did everything not to do that, so that’s why you are here.

You finally see the white house and the farm. It looked simple, but boy wasn’t it a jewel.

It looked well taken care of, which meant it could be sold for a lot. You smile as your eyes wander through the farm.

Everything seemed to be in good condition, your eye caught an older man tending to the chickens. 

It looks like you didn’t need to look far for Mister Jason, smiling proudly as you walked towards him. He must have noticed you too because he stopped what he was doing and watched you. When you got closer to him you noticed he is not as old as you thought he was. Jason was actually a good looking young man.

“Mister Ackworth!” you yelled cheerfully, you think he shook when you yelled. “What do you want?” his voice horse, somewhat angry sounding.

“Can we talk?”

“I still have a few years to pay off the debt.” Jason started, his face turned into a disgusted look. He was difficult, but you could work with that so you kept your polite smile. No need to anger the man more, yes? You sipped the coffee Jason made for you, the sweet bitter taste filling your mouth. It had an off taste but it’s probably because it’s organic or something.

“Mister Ackworth, listen, I know your situation is hard but this is getting ridiculous. My men disappear when coming into contact with you and the debt is overdue!” Your vision got blurry, something was wrong. Oh very very wrong. “Are you feelin’ alright?” “Yeah yeah just just-” you slurred, then your vision went black You groaned as you tried to move your hands to rub your face, only to hear a loud noise and realize you have been tied up. Jason chuckled as he crouched in front of you. He had such a happy smile, you thought he wasn’t really capable of that. His face was still a little blurry, and speech a bit slurred.

“Why?”

“I hate you, oh how I hate you with my whole heart. I spend days, weeks, months or maybe even years watching you.” His rough hand grabbed your face, with a very painful grip he forced your glossy eyes to look at him.

“I hate how you make me feel, God, how crazy you make me.”  he laughed.

“We are going to have so much fun.” he drew in closer and kissed you.

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[unforgettble420]

HI POOKIEE IM BACK 😜. So erm..anyways can I request 42!miles X m!reader who’s like a golden retriever bf who just pops up near Miles and is just really affectionate with miles 😭🙏🏽 but if your requests are closed and u just forgot to change it, ignore this 💕

HOLY SHIT I LOWKEY FORGOT ABT TUMBLR 💀💀 BUT OMGG YESS🤑🤑

THIS LOWKEY IS PROBABLY GONNA BE SHORT (cuz I’m fucking lazy) sorry if this isn’t exactly what I were looking for!

NOT PROOF READ BTW

Anwaysss I’m js gonna do HCs

How you guys met

• you guys would have probably met at school and I think miles would’ve definitely been confused about he’s feelings for u (let’s just say ur the first boy he’s ever liked!)

•at first he definitely thinks of you as a “homie”, “bro” and “friend” as you guys get closer tho he realizes he feels more things for you more then what friends think of eachother…

•he’d. Freak. Out.

• he realizes he needs to sort he’s feelings out, and he does! (With the help of he’s uncle ofc)

How he tells u

• listen there’s so much going on in miles life rn ok… I mean this miles lost he’s dad, he’s mom is struggling, he lives in a not rlly good world (without spider-man) AND HES A VILLAN!!

• so he does what any not out of the closet villan teenager does, js straight up doesn’t tell u.

• so u end up asking him out

What it’s like to date miles

• he’s such a loyal bf and so trusting

• you guys would go in so many dates mainly private dates (due to him not being out) but they’re still so fun and romantic!

• I could see y’all doing little gym dates (he’s gotta keep that physic for being a super villan💪)

• he’d also do drawing for you and of youuuu

• I see him as being a big gifter he probably didn’t buy the item but it’s the thought that counts <3

How u found out he was the prowler!

You were planning on surprising miles with being there at ges house, in he’s room, after he’s night shift! “Fuck!-” miles yelled in agony as the window hit he’s head, “shit- what are u doing here baby?” Miles said in a confused and startled tone “I wanted to surprise u…?” U said “ but I’m why are y going through the window with a black and purple suit…” ur voice getting more and more confused as u talked. He stared at u dumbfounded “ummmm, listen it’s not what it looks like-” he tried to explain! but he couldn’t…

After he explained to you about he’s situation and what’s been going on u obviously we’re concerned and worried about miles and he’s safety! But you knew u loved him to much to leave him, u agreed to be ok with this as long as he didn’t get hurt or killed!!

“Ok wow I really wasn’t expecting all this to happen tonight…! But now that ur here we have to finish that movie!! PLUS I MISS UUU!” You guys obviously snuggled the whole night ❤️

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[absoluteaudacitywrites]

Lake Time Loop

A little while ago I had a plan with some other writers to write a fic where Henry gets stuck in a time loop at The Lake and has to hear Alex confess he's in love over and over again, night after night, while he tries to figure out how to get out of the situation. We each wrote a section.

Unfortunately the project fell apart due to one reason or another. The thing is, I'd written my whole section and I really like it! It's very angsty, which is out of the norm for me. So, I thought I'd share it here as a throw-away piece of writing that otherwise wouldn't see the light of day.

Enjoy! (Oh and tw: heavy alcohol consumption, vomiting described in detail, dark/self-harming thoughts from Henry)

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Henry is losing his mind.

He has to be. He can’t actually be stuck in a time loop. He must be in a little padded room somewhere, imagining all this. Repressing his gay urges has finally sent him spare.

If he is imagining, or even worse, if he’s not, there seems to be no consequences here. In that case, why does he have to keep behaving in a manner befitting the crown? 

Maybe, Henry thinks, just maybe, if he gets drunk enough today he won’t have to comprehend the look in Alex’s eyes at the lake. He’ll simply get too sloshed to understand or care. It’s as good a plan as any, stuck as he is.

“Woah,” Alex says, as Henry pours a generous measure of brandy into his tea directly after breakfast. He’d sent a PPO off to a local town to buy him some supplies while everyone was still in bed. Buying brandy at seven in the morning; only in the USA. God bless America. “You okay there?”

“I feel like I’m getting a cold,” Henry lies, taking a large gulp of his beverage. It burns going down in exactly the way he was hoping it would. “This is a common home remedy in England.”

Alex raises an eyebrow at him, but Henry holds his gaze until he shrugs. “If you say so.”

Henry surreptitiously keeps up the cups of tea until lunch, switching to the sangria which has been made when the others start drinking with the meal. He has more than a buzz going already and he knows he is on his way to his goal of getting sloppy. He distantly wonders if the loop will re-set without him getting a hangover. 

After lunch everyone heads to the lake, a cooler of beers being carried down by Alex and Oscar, and Henry sits on the edge of the short dock with his feet in the water, drinking cold lager with the determination of a man possessed. He doesn’t swim. He can’t really feel his arms and legs very well anymore and he doesn’t want to drown. 

A morbid thought tells him that might be an effective end to his means. He drinks some more beer about it.

“Hey baby,” Alex says, swimming up and tugging on Henry’s leg. “You okay?”

“Yes,” Henry manages to slur. “I’m having a great time.”

Alex stares up at him, looking thoughtful and slightly concerned. “Okay,” he says eventually, and swims back to June and Nora. Henry can see them talking quietly, and catches the moment that June flicks a glance at him over her shoulder. He’s obviously worrying them, but he finds it hard to care - both because he’s very drunk and because he’s sure that all of this won’t matter tomorrow.

When the others get tired of swimming they all head back to the house, and Henry, having lost count of the number of drinks he’s had, finds that it is somewhat difficult to walk in a straight line. Almost immediately Alex is under his arm, gripping him around the waist and helping him walk the short distance to the house, where he dumps him in a chair on the porch. 

“What’s wrong?” he asks, crouching down with his hands on his knees so he’s at Henry’s eye level. 

“Nothing,” Henry manages to mumble. 

“Henry, you’re completely hammered,” Alex says, and he sounds upset. “I know that’s not you.”

“No you don’t,” Henry slurs. “You don’t know me …. know me as well as you think.”

Alex’s eyes widen and he looks quite hurt, but it’s momentary and his face softens into sympathy. “I’m getting you some water,” he says, heading inside, and Henry wants to scream. Getting drunk wasn’t supposed to make Alex even more affectionate towards him. Why isn’t this working?

Slowly, on legs that won’t quite work, Henry stands. He still has half a bottle of brandy stashed in the room he’s sharing with Alex. If he can get that and down it, he hopes he’ll simply black out, removing any likelihood that Alex will confess.

When Henry walks into the house it’s clear he’s being talked about again. This time Nora, June and Alex are clustered around Oscar. They all look up as he enters, and concern is written across all their faces. Henry draws himself up to his full height and ignores them, staggering across the room and using furniture to keep himself upright, his sights set firmly on his goal.

Halfway across the room a strong hand clamps around his arm. “Son, where are you going?” Oscar asks, his expression deeply concerned. Alex is hovering just behind him. 

“‘m gonna lie down,” Henry manages to lie. Oscar gives him a searching look, but then loosens his hold.

“That might be a good idea,” he says. “But we should get some water in you first.”

“Don’t need it,” Henry says, turning towards the bedrooms again. This time Oscar lets him go, and through his haze Henry hears him telling Alex they’ll keep an eye on him during the afternoon. He makes it to the bedroom and quickly finds the brandy, lying down on the bottom bunk and hiding the bottle next to him under the sheets.

Alex comes in the room with a glass of water. “Will you please drink this?” he asks softly, holding out the glass, and Henry’s heart gives a lurch in his chest. Why is he doing this again? He’s obviously hurting Alex, who he has never wanted to hurt even for a moment. He forces himself to sit up and takes the glass, draining the water without looking at Alex and passing it back. 

Then, unable to look at the sad expression on Alex’s face, he turns and curls in on himself, hoping Alex will leave.

It hurts a lot when he does. Henry pulls the brandy out and drinks as much as he can in one breath, sick of the day and Alex’s hurt and this whole fucking loop he is stuck in. He pulls the bottle away from his mouth and pants for a moment, his hand slipping on the bottle and sloshing quite a bit of the brown liquid onto his chest, then finishes off the rest in a second pull.

The warmth of the brandy burns in his chest and Henry feels his stomach begin to roil against all the alcohol in his system, but as the spirit takes effect on him his vision begins to narrow to a point and his thoughts swim and then he feels nothing at all.

“Henry? Son, can you hear me? June, get a bowl. He’s breathing, I cleared his mouth out, he’s going to be okay, Alex. Mierda, why would he do this? Has he been under any sort of stress?”

Henry lets out a soft, involuntary groan. His face is sticky, especially around his mouth, and all he can taste is bile.

“Henry?! Henry, can you hear me?” It’s Alex’s voice, sounding strained and panicked. He feels hands on him, and then there’s some shuffling and they’re removed.

“Mijo, I know you’re worried, but you’re not helping. Just leave him for a moment, will you? Nora, can you -”

Henry hears Alex swearing and Nora cajoling and then there’s the sound of a door closing and their voices become more distant. He wants to stop them, to tell Alex to come back, and that he’s sorry and he knows he fucked up, but he can’t move. He tries to open his eyes but all his eyelids do is flutter. He groans again and feels the sensation of vomit surging up his throat.

Someone, Oscar he supposes, holds his head over the edge of the bed as he expunges the contents of his stomach. He vomits so hard it comes out his nose too, and by the time he finishes he’s letting out cracked sobs and his face is wet with sweat and tears. Oscar’s strong hands push him back onto the mattress and he feels a towel being wiped over his face. Slowly, he manages to squint his eyes open, and he finds Alex’s father on his knees next to the bottom bunk, looking at him with concern written across his features.

“Do you know where you are, Henry?” he asks.

“Lake,” Henry manages hoarsely.

“That’s right. What day is it?”

“S-Saturday?”

“Okay,” Oscar says. He watches Henry for a moment, a frown settling on his face. “I’m not going to ask why you purposely tried to drink yourself into a blackout,” he says in a low voice. “But I can tell you I am not impressed.” He sighs, looking Henry over. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but my son is in love with you, and as his father I am now invested in making sure he’s not with someone who is going to make these kinds of selfish, self-destructive decisions.”

Henry shuts his eyes. Oscar keeps talking, but he doesn’t hear him. His plan has failed. He got drunk enough. He made himself sick. 

But he still had to hear that Alex loves him.

#red white and royal blue #rwrb #firstprince #rwrb fanfic #fanfic #rwrb fic #writing #absoluteaudacitywrites #fanfiction

[tuliptiger]

Hello again! House/life update.

I am in a much better place mentally but really rather the same financially. I am currently laid off for a month seasonally since I'm still not a permanent employee. I have something in the works I'm hoping plays out so that I have a permanent position and worst case scenario I go back to work May 6th as a temp for 6 more months. I have side jobs and unemployment lined up in the mean time.

Anyway though! On to the house. Disappointing news but honest news in terms of the first contractor we hired. We still haven't gotten money back from him.

Recap: my mom and I fired him because he lied to us, charged tools on our account we up front said not to do, built a shoddy excuse of a foundation and frame for my house that we eventually had to pay our current contractor to demolish because it was so bad. It was for all definitions a different house the original contractor built. He used the wrong framing type for the blueprint and didn't even use framing nails to the city code. He wasn't even on site for 90% of the build and seemingly subcontracted it out which we didn't know.

In addition my mom is...not the best person to work with and makes a lot of mistakes. She's not a critical thinker on a lot of things. I made the mistake of asking her to help me buy land and build a house in the pursuit of escaping my generational poverty. I made the second mistake of asking her to take on individual responsibilities and not step in when the red flags started coming up.

I left her in charge of getting the money back from the OG contractor since she had all contact with him and she was originally the one who found him. That went as well as anyone could guess and she's, in summary, procrastinated doing any proper paperwork for attorneys or the contract board. I keep pushing her and she always says she'll get to it this day or that day or hits a dead end and then it goes nowhere.

This would not be a big issue but we're talking more than $20,000 he did in damages and $1,000 he directly stole from us like straight up $1,000 we handed him to do work he never did. The donations everyone has been sending in slowly are very much appreciated and remind me to keep fighting for this.

At this point I just want to get the house done so I can be done with the contractors and done with my mother. I don't want to be in this situation anymore and it's been dragged out for 3 years now. I've added pictures of where the house is at now and most of it having been done in January and February.

As the electric was finished and passed inspection I'm waiting in the HVAC and plumbing as the last things professionals must do before I can finish the house. I've started putting in flooring and the wood stove was just delivered so things are still moving.

The donations haven't covered anything large from the build but it has covered smaller things (I've used it for nails, locks for the doors, etc.) and given me strength to continue. Motivation from strangers, acquaintances and friends to not just walk away and to keep my head in the right space. I've emotionally and mentally been in a better place since I initially made the gofundme which has helped.

Anyway I've been meaning to make this for awhile and I'm sorry for the delay. I've been working my full time job before I was laid off, my side gigs, working on the house, still living out of my car and trying to work with my mother. I appreciate everyone who's been invested in this, shared it and donated. More updates will come in the future and thank you all again.

#words #house #it's been a full year #since i started living in my car #homeless #idk what to tag this as #donation #donation post #assistance #community help

[mrsarnasdelicious]

DJ Sihtric Longfic - Ch 1

"Oh come on, you can't sit around and mope for ever." Says Ragnar firmly. "The bitch does not deserve a second thought." Brida crosses her arms under her breasts and looks down on you without a shred of pity. "It is not about her..." You mumble. You can't hate Aethelflaed. Not even for stealing your man.

You sort of had seen it coming already. You knew Aldhelm was smitten with her all along. You were just a stand-in. The moment Erik was no longer in the picture, Aldhelm moved in for the kill. And of course you were left broken hearted. Because despite it all, Aldhelm had been a good boyfriend. He was good to you and now he is good to Aethelflaed. You can't even fault her for giving him the chance.

"Come out with us." Ragnar says gently. "I'll be no fun." You protest feebly. "Nonsense." Brida replies sarcastically.

Three hours later, you find yourself at the local pub, sitting at the bar, chatting to Leofric, the bartender. Anxiety had you showing up way too early. You haven't agreed to meet Ragnar, Bride and their group in another half hour. Leofric is kind and gives you a fresh mnt tea on the house and ypu talk to him about little nothings.

Ragnar and Brida show up 45 minutes later. There is a whole group of other men and one woman with them. She is holding hands with the guy talking to Ragnar.

"Ah, there you are!" Ragnar shouts at you. "We were waiting for you outside!" One of his friends, a bloke with a surgical eyepatch, hoots. "Knowing Y/N, she was waaaay too early." Says Brida. You fluster, she is so right...

"Better early than late." Says the guy Ragnar has been talking to. You send him a small smile and he smiles widely back at you.

"Go, enjoy yourself." Leofric says encouragingly, handing you a bottle of Koparberg. You hop from your stool and follow Ragnar to a collection of high tables.

You end up seated beside a man who introduces himself as Sihtric.

The other men are called; Uhtred, Ragnar's adoptive brother, whom he was talking with, Knut and Rollo, both cousins of Ragnar, Finan, Uhtred's best friend, Osferth, Finan's Boyfriend and Aethelwold, hte bloke with the eyepatch. The woman, very obviously Uhtred's girlfriend, is called Gisela.

You sip your cider, savouring the sweet elder flower and lime flavour.

Ragnar and Finan talk loudest and the other let them dominate the conversation.

Over the course of the evening, you find out Finan and Osferth are the only Christians in the group and Aethelwold is anti-theistic. Though Aethelwold seems to be a rather fervent contrarian in almost every aspect.

He does try to convince you to 'ditch these supersticious morons' and go home with him. At his words, you briefly touch your mjolnir pendant and you can almost feel your Loki tattoo burn on your inner thigh.

It is Sihtric who gets up, though.

"Listen here, you sour little prick, insulting your friends does not make you cool. It won't make her like you. She wears Thor's hammer, too." He says fiercely. Aethelwold scoffs and glowers at Sihtric. But he does not get up.

You send Sihtric a sweet smile.

Rollo buys you another drink and Ragnar gets a couple plates of loaded nachos.

You let the others do most of the talking, keenly listening to their tall tales and adventures alike. Finan has a good few droll stories about a couple of local Karens that frequent his bakery and Uhtred adds to it by telling of the same group of ladies and their shenanigans in the aerobics class he teaches.

Osferth turns out to be Aethelflaed's halfbrother, the two being all but Irish twins. Of course, Osferth being the affair baby, he grew up away from his half siblings.

Aethelwold has a lot to say about Osferth's situation and no word of it is kind. Not even to Osferth, or Aethelflaed for that matter. Especially not when Ragnar blurts out Aethelflaed stole your boyfriend.

At that point you really want to disappear into the ether.

"You good?" Sihtric asks. Ge okaces a tattood hand on your thigh and your heart skips a beat. "Y-yeah." You stammer.

"Maybe if one-eye stopped being such a negative nancy, we'd all enjoy our eve better." Finan says loudly. Aethelwold glowers at him, too. "Very well then, Baker Bart, make Y/N's night, why don't you." He sneers.

"He's just salty you won't sleep with him." Sihtric whispers in your ear. You shudder a little and fluster. With Sihtric in your personal space like this, you notice how amazing he smells. Though you can't quite name what it is he smells of.

You last it out one more hour before you feel the yearning for the calmth of your own space win out over the delight of hearing Finan sum up all sorts of delicious pastries.

You hop down from your stool and smile apologetically to Ragnar. "I am calling it a night." You say softly. "Don't worry about the tab, your drinks are on me." Ragnar smiles back at you. "Thanks." You mumble.

You put your small bag over your shoulder and say your goodbye's.

Sihtric hips down from his stool. "I'll walk you home." He says with a lazy grin. "Thanks." You murmur.

He puts his warm hand on the small of your back and leads you out of the pub.

"Show me the way, pretty lady." He purrs.

So you head home, Sihtric's hand still on the small of your back. It makes you feel all fluttery inside.

"Well ... This is me." You say, once you have arrived at the low wooden fence of your tiny front garden. "Good night, then." Sihtric's hand slowly slips from your hip to your backpocket, pulling out your phone. You watch him grin and swipe for an emergency call, to put in a number and then his own phone rings.

He hands you your phone back with a wink.

"See you around, pretty one." He murmurs, before turning on his heel. "G-Good night..." You mutter, slightly starstruck. "Text me when you get home safe!" You then cry out to him. "I will!" Sihtric hollers back.

You watch until he has disappeared from sight. Then you head inside.

Your cat is immediately excited to see you. He bowls right over in all his juvenile happiness. You chuckle and pick his lanky form off of the floor. "Come here, you silly creature." You cooe, nuzzling into his fur.

Fifteen minutes later, you get a text from Sihtric.

'Hey there pretty woman. I got home all right!'

Your heart is racing and you curse yourself for it. You aren't some virginal teenager! But Sihtric sure as hell makes you feel like a schoolgirl with a crush.

'I'm glad to hear that.'

'Sweet dreams.'

You stare at your phone, watching as he types his reply.

'You, too.'

'Dream of me.'

The winky face emoji he sends right after makes you throw your phone onto the bed. Remus, the cat, jumps right after it.

You change into your PJs and crawl into bed. Remus curls up on your ankles. You decide to play along.

'Only if you dream of me, too.'

With trembling finger you send along a kissy face emoji.

Sihtric sends back a devil face emoji.

'That's gona be a wet dream, then.'

You blush, even though you are well aware Sihtric can't see you. This is too blatent a flirt and you have no idea how to react.

'Good night...'

You don't want to leave him hanging, though.

You put your phone away and curl up with Remus to drift off to fitful dreamsm which alternate between Aldhelm and Sihtric.

In the morning you find you have gotten Instagram follows from almot all of Ragnar's friends and Aethelwold having slithered into your DMs.

It all pales in comparison to the pic Sihtric sent you via whatsapp though. He's shirtless, in the gym, his chest and abs glistening with chest.

Very impulsively you text him.

'Don't shower, I'll lick the swear off those muscles.'

You spend breakfast going through everyone's instagram profiles.

Finan's page consists almost entirely of baked goods in every shape and form. The baker is evidently a proud tradesman. And his handle @argylecupcakearmy cracks you up. You dish out a few likes and comment on Finan's most recent post. Uhtred seems to travel a lot, posting pictures of far away countries, usually featuring Gisela in beautiful dresses or bikini. He's got a few selfies with Ragnar and Thyrra, but barely any of himself alone. Osferth evidently does not post very often. His pictures are of beautiful churches and old architecture and handletterings of monks long dead.

You have only barely clicked on Sihtric's handle @thegreatdanemusic when he texts you back.

'Now I regret hitting the shower.'

His message is accompanied by another mirror selfie. All he is wearing is a towel. And by the Gods does he look sexy.

'Better luck next time.'

You send your reply with your heart beating in your throat.

'Promise?'

Sihtric sure is cheeky. He makes you blush with too much ease. You almost want to end the conversation then and there. But Sihtric's next text puts you at ease as much as it makes your heart race all over again.

'How about we go out first?'

'Like, on a date?'

'Yeah, a date. A date date!'

You squeal from joy and Remus gives you an offended glare. You giggle and reach down to scratch behind his ear. "It's okay, bud." You cooe.

'I'd love to. What are you up to for tomorrow?'

Nervously you await Sihtric's answer.

'I'm free tomorrow, but I got nothing on today, either.'

You ponder on a reply. Is it wisdom to go out with Sihtric right the fuck now?

'Want to go see a film?'

'Yeah, let me get out of my PJs and into something pretty.'

You fluster darkly all over again. This guy barely knows you, yet it is like he knows exactly what to tell you to butter you up.

You only reply with a blushing emoji. Sihtric in turn sends another devil.

'What film are we going to see?'

'Let me surprise you.'

You shower and dress in ripped skinny jeans, a lace tank top and a flannel over top.

The bell rings as you are hopping around to get your socks on. "Hang on!" You yell. "Okay!" Sihtric hollers back. You put your socks on, as quickly as you can. Then you race to the door, opening it for Sihtric.

He looks insanely good. His curls are lightly windswept and he's wearing black cargo jeans under a simple black tee. The shirt makes his mjolnir pendant stand out where it rests over his chest.

"H-hey." You stammer. "Hey beautiful." Sihtric purrs. "You ready?" You nod, toeing into your shoes. "Perfect." He takes you by the hand.

You shut and lock the door and Sihtric leads you to the local cinema. It is not a very long walk, as you live reasonably close to the town center. The cinema is not very large and mostly shows arthouse films, though a few box office films, though you have never been able to understand how those are selected.

"There is a showing of Barbie in an hour." Sihtric says. "Did you get tickets?" You ask. "I absolutely did." He replies. "You are the best." You grin widely and kiss his cheek.

#sihtric #sihtric x reader #DJ!Sihtric #arnas fedaravicius #Modern Verse (DJ!Sihtric) #tlk #the last kingdom #sihtric kjartansson #past aldhelm x reader

[dangara2610]

(4/10) Alive Ulla - Part 5

Have a nice day you all 🧬🍁🍎🖼️🧫🍎🧭🧭🍁🍎���️🧪🍇🧭🍁🧫🌾🍎🍁🧭☀️

Here I am, once again, trying to get this done before I get distracted again, but as you can see I am easily distracted.

Right now, I mean, two weeks ago, I used that feature "voice to text converter", so you might see some words wrongly chosen.

I'll try to correct everything before posting, but if I am in a hurry, it will get confusing as always.

Back to the post 📯👾⚗️🧪

Next thing I imagined was all these happening :

Donella on her own - Part 1

A.1 Donella finished her school regulation with great success, no graduation , also she was sick and tired of the environment she got, so she thanked the Faber family and got back to her native land Ingvarr.

Now being older and wised , she noticed the actual state of this place.

A.2 I kind of imagined this Kingdom fell into a vicious economic cycle because of the following factors:

A.2.1. Maybe Ingvarr is supposed to relate to real history of England colonizing Iran, but the great difference that the native Iranian Royal family survived the wars and won. (On a post, there was told how Ingvarr was inspired on Persian culture)

So instead of getting a colonization by europeans with overexploitation of minery and land, we got a kind of "Mercy agreement" about letting english kingdom to stay, but not as slaves or war prisoners, but as employs.

A.2.2 Yet ,they still got some wary sentiment, becoming racists, so they didn't let these people to afford too much, they would work a lot but earn little.

Ingvarr royals rised the prices of the school materials, building materials and groseries on purpose, it would look fair because they would actually bring the best of the best from far away lands, cheap things were not on sale.

Only the owners of the mines, of the lands, war veterans, teachers and birth certificated original families of Ingvarr would be able to buy these goods.

A.2.3 Then, what would the citizens/migrants habitants of Ingvarr would buy with their payment?

After each shift of work they get their meals, so no hungry at the streets (unless you got unemployed ) , as well the work uniform, the money would be for paying the entrance and exit of the big doors, outside each town, specially outside the kingdom, buy your way out and way in.

A.2.4 Mothers and kids usually had not an employ, so, forgotten by the royals, the payment would be saved for them, the workers would hide some food and sell it, get some old clothes and adapt them.

That's why they had too much hurry into making kids have a skill to join the mines, children labor became a common thing.

A.2.3 Kids who wanted to play and have some freedom would get expulsed from the mines, having to face the fury of their parents, what would happen next?

Them trying again but stopping playing around to help the family finances, or maybe get away, becoming children of the streets.

A.3 After looking around a while, Donella entered the Royals section, so fancy and full of military, mostly women, children playing on the park, scholars getting out from their building, a colorful market, lots of houses with unique architecture, until reaching the palace.

A.4 She asked for a meeting with the head of maids, she wanted to join, the guards asked her to wait , the call would be sent, they followed protocol, after some hours she got invited in for a work interview.

Donella presented herself, showed her certificate of studies and named her skills, of course, the head of the maids made racists comments, thankfully, those got drowned down after she made intelectual comebaks, impressed, they would welcome her to the maids team, along with warnings about harsh punishments in case of bad behavior.

She as the reserved and hard faced woman she is, agreed with a humble speech and a promise of hardwork.

A.5 She had a plan and she was going to follow it

5.1 Endure, no need to make friends or earn someone else's trust, just be the one doing a good job, so she won't get fired.

5.2 Hide trinkets, coins and anything valuable, hide it on the trash and save them for later, as a way to do "ant robbery" , unnoticeable and slow.

5.3 Once she gets to clean military gear, memorize designs, so she would make a imitation of them, next, improve them, then, sell it , to the royals or to other kingdoms, that depends on the future circumstances.

A.6 Her first big mistake, not getting true private storable spaces, so she would need to get a lock to shut her notebook with the designs, materialize the improves would have to wait.

A.7 Of course, the racism and commenting behind her back were stressful, so she lost concentration and talked back, getting caught on a cat figth with another maid, of course, she wouldn't win, she knew she was bound to apologize but decided she wouldn't add to the humillation and let them decide a punishment for this unsubordination

A.8 Work on the stables for a whole week, of course she made a great job on the castle staff doing the cleaning chores, but people here were loyal to their warnings, she would meet here lots ....

Oups , I run out of time, let's be faster :

Donella met lots of male Persian/Iranian guys

One of them was Cyrus

Both wanted more money and power

Cyrus was supposed to be one of the grandsons of the veterans, a live of riches not as secured as the grandsons of the owners of the mines, so , he needed to start his own business

He liked Donella plans, so he would make her his business partner in secret

He was the one presenting the improves to the weaponry house, so he got the credit and the payment.

Donella and Cyrus got their first salary, she wants to go to the market but Cyrus insist he must be the one saving the money or , it would be suspicious if a maid of the palace suddenly has a lot of coins or new products on her bedroom or pockets.

Donella feels robbed and untrustful , but each time Cyrus carry her to his place to work, he showes her how her money had been untouched, reminding her about how , once they have enough, they're going to move from this kingdom somewhere they can be richer and more free.

Her punishment finished and she came back to the indoors chores

Some other Persian guy from the stables came to the headmaster of the maids and asked for Donella, eager to buy the "adote" of her and marry her.

The maids in the castle divided into the ones congratulating her and wanting to be friends as fast as possible, so they could get invited to the wedding, and the ones who would get angry at how unfair this was and how she doesn't deserved this, so they would secretly sabotage her way, scare her with the disvantages of being the wife of a Ingvarr men, and tell the soon to be bride how a bad woman she was.

The headmaster of the maids, as protocoled, started an investigation about who were Donella parents, so this guy could pay his adote to them.

Donella of course was furious, this guy was going to ruin her way to a live of riches and freedom... Or what if not? Maybe she would take advantage of this.

Cyrus contacted her on the night, informing her about how this guy spyed them and wanted to steal her away from him, so he would be the one getting the new business afloat, that guy is no a dumb searching a pretty woman.

Donella tells Cyrus that, as far as it seems, she can get her objectives with this new guy as with Cyrus, so , what can he offer for her to choose and get more benefits?

He added he would make sure she would not only work for this business and then get locked like this other guy like to do with his employees, total freedom for going all the Seven Kingdoms if she likes, as long as both get their money

She liked it, both knew they couldn't say "no" to a men buying a wife and stay as they were, so, both played dumb while making preparations to move.

Cyrus buyed her a uniform similar to the one he usually wear, so she could leave the maid one on the bedroom, the clothes were expensive and she could get an unnecessary problem with the local police if she didn't give it back to her boss.

She payed her way out to the door guard, leaved a letter about quitting.

Now, Donella and Cyrus would-

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2023.06.06 - https://weibo.com/l/wblive/p/show/1022:2321324909692089401460

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bgm: Chong Zi OST - Heaven Light (天光)

LYN: Hallo everybody, good evening. I am Modern Brothers Liu Yuning! Welcome!! Long time no see. I feel like I haven’t streamed in a long time, at least. And... why is the sound so loud? /adjusts/. It’s been a while since I streamed last and I saw that a few of you were going out of your minds. You resorted to taunting me to get me to get me to come. Can we spread a little more kindness in this world? Please? It’s only been a few days and you’ve already started to taunt me. It’s not necessary, alright? LYN: When I’m in a good condition, I will come to stream on my own when I think the time is right. I hope you don’t push me next time. When you start pushing, I start second-guessing myself and think that maybe I SHOULD be streaming. But if my condition isn’t great- for example if I did some recording that day or took care of some different business- then I won’t be able to stream the way I want. I’d be forcing myself to stream. It’s not necessary. Let’s leave it up to me, alright? If I’m in a good condition and I want to stream and chat and relax, I’ll come. But otherwise... let me rest! 

LYN: The stream lagging a little is normal, because I’ve upgraded my equipment. If I upgrade my camera, I have to upgrade my computer, too. After that, you might think the sound card isn’t doing a good enough job- a lot of you always complain that the sound is too low. I don’t know why you can’t wear some headphones... but you always complain that the sound is low. After upgrades, the computer can’t keep up. See? It seems like I have to change my computer AGAIN. I’ve only had it for two years- it cost a lot- and now I have to buy a new one. Technology is too advanced for my computer to keep up. C: Sell it. LYN: I won’t be selling it. It’s just because that for this stream I’ve returned home to Beijing. i don’t have a desktop computer here, so I’m using the laptop. The signal on it is probably lacking, so it lags every once in a while. It’s enough for you to watch, though. Thanks, everyone (for your understanding). Our main focus is on “company”. Even if you are just photos (profile pics) we’re keeping each other company, alright? 

bgm: LBFD/CLJ OST - Searching for You (寻一个你)

LYN: Why am I wearing this today? Because the NCEE is fast-approaching. In order to fit the theme, I’ve worn some clothes that make me look younger. Let me pretend to be young, to be a student. Is it alright? Our theme here is “young.” LYN: As long as you’re satisfied with this look, all’s well.  LYN: The other thing is I haven’t lived in this Beijing house for a long time, since I am always away in Hengdian. I don’t really have any clothes to wear, here. I tried looking, I did, and I couldn’t find anything to wear. People always say that a woman’s closet is always lacking something. I get the feeling I’m lacking ten outfits- to use for streaming. I always feel like I don’t have anything to wear when I want to stream. Let me tell you- I do put thought into what I wear. You might think that I choose my streaming outfit at random, but I actually put a lot of effort into it. 

C: Ning-ge, I thought you had 3,000 outfits. LYN: When I first debuted- in the first two years- I might have had 3,000 outfits but now, three years later, how many clothes do you think I have? Think about it. There’s a room in this house that looks like a storage room and it’s full of clothes. I can’t even wear some of them because I bought them so long ago that the color has gone off from age.  C: Raffle them. LYN: We could... we could pick a concert stop- if I’m having a concert next year- and let’s say it’s a 10,000 person venue... Wait- I don’t have 10,000 pieces of clothing... Let’s do this instead. I’ll take 1,000 pieces of clothing for each stop and gift it to the audience. The concert benefit is being gifted clothes second-hand. 

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C: How’s the album coming along? LYN: I really am working on album stuff right now. But if it were such an easy thing to do, it wouldn’t have taken me three years to release one. Think about the singers nowadays- there are as many as they come. It’s really difficult to continuously release albums, unless they are songwriters themselves. They could write their own works and put as much into that as they wanted; but even so, there are times when you have no inspiration. For me, as someone who does not have the ability to write songs... I just have to wait for something that works. Sometimes even when you find one, someone else gets to it first. It’s up to luck and timing. This time around I have taken my time to pick the songs and I’ve gotten some that I really like.  LYN: Let me tell you about my plans. I want to release this album before the end of the year. I previously released a song called “Fall in Love”- you know it, right? My fans have probably heard it before, but there are many of you who are just passing by and have entered the wrong shop- or have been dragged in by someone handing out cards- let me play my song “Fall in Love” for you. -- Fall in Love LYN: I went crazy all of a sudden. 

LYN: This was going to be the title song for my album... but it’s been two years since the track was released. Well- one and a half years. I sang it for the first time at the Jiangsu New Year’s Event... and then... about two years have passed and the album was never released. If I release it later in the year, it WILL be three years. So my plan for this year is to get my album out before December. It’ll be around 10 songs. This song (Fall in Love)- we can do without. I mean- not count it as part of the album. It’ll just be a single. LYN: As for my album, I’ll remake it. I had collected a few for the album from before, and have recorded two of them. But now... immodestly speaking, my singing has improved in the last two years. Listening to those songs now I think, “What the heck is this singing? WTF is this?? You think you can release an album like this, you must be crazy!” So the other day I re-recorded one of the songs. LYN: To singers “progress” is relative to a lot of different aspects. The first is the progression of age. The second is the advancement of music. The third probably has to do with the fact that I am acting now. After acting, I feel like I can better express emotions. I can let them show more or.. how should I say it? (Express them more subtly.) I have a deeper feeling/understanding of them now. LYN: Penny-jie gave me a song. Not counting Fall in Love, I should have... four now. But I should be able to confirm another one or two in the next couple of days. They’ve given me demos and I’ve given gone through them briefly and I think they’re very nice but I’ll have to get a better listen. I now have four complete songs and will get another three or four in the next days. I’ll have seven. Then I can just find three more and we can release the at the end of the year. :) My plan is to release the album before the end of the year- 10 songs- and then open up my concerts mid 2024. That’s just an estimate, because I have to film in the first half. Probably May or June. But before the concert I want to release an EP of about 5 songs.

C: Will you release an MV? LYN: I am working on an MV, yes. I’m planing on finding a few of my good friends- I can now make a PROPER MV. The MVs I shot before were all: I’m looking for something. I walk to the ocean and I search. I climb a ladder. I run. I look up at the sky and sit by my bedside, depressed. I’m emo. More conceptual. Now I don’t want to make MVs like that. I want something with a plot. So the songs I am finding now are all- /cuts himself off/. In any case, I’m going to find some of my good friends to help me shoot it. Of course, I will not be paying them. LYN: I already asked them- “If I release an album next year, will you help me shoot the mv?” They asked me if I would pay extra, and I replied that if they continued that thought I would block them. XD  LYN: My MV would need a group of them- I'll find 10 artists to act in the MV for me. Something that requires 2,000 extras. We’ll do a “human wave attack” (人海战术; offensive infantry tactic in which an attacker conducts an unprotected frontal assault with densely concentrated infantry formations -wiki).

LYN: So, for those of you asking about how my album is going, I really am working on getting it released this year, I swear. I have time in Beijing now to work on it properly and wrap up with logistics and with the music. After all that is finished I will re-focus on my acting. We’ll see.

C: I want to be an extra. LYN: Er... for extras the fee is 200RMB, sent to me. 1200RMB to me and I will include two meals. I won’t pick you up, but will send you back- to the closest bus stop. C: Ning-ge, I’ll invest 300k for your MV. LYN: Are you really investing or has chasing starts made you silly? If investing, let’s say my mv makes any revenue- you’d like a cut of the profits? But if you want to shoot a nice MV, it requires quite a bit of money. I don’t think 300k will be enough. I’m thinking of shooting two to three. C: I’ll invest 1M. LYN: I will find a staff member to contact you immediately. You can’t run, I’ve remembered your ID. I’ll find a staff to contact you and we can exchange the deposit in private. For a 1M project, you only need to give me a deposit of 200k first. C: Ning-ge, I’ll invest my charms. LYN: So what you’re trying to say that you’re too good-looking, so you want to be a part of my video and... that will be favorable for me? We’d be taking advantage of you because you’re too pretty, too beautiful?

C: Ning-ge, how about I give you 10RMB. LYN: Has the progression of my career reached a point where I need to do crowdfunding? I can’t survive on my own anymore, and if I want to do something my fans have to drum up the money? It’s not necessary. I know I’m not doing very well but I’m not that pitiful. Also, I just want to say- let me think of how I can phrase this nicely, to filter it-   LYN: ~ I think that music has always been a dream of mine. I can give everything I have to my music. You tell me you want to crowdfund in order to let me release my songs, but I think there’s no need for that. The music I release is for you to listen to, to enjoy, and to experience. If you feel anything when listening to my songs then that already is my greatest honor. That’s why, I don’t want you to give me any money. I will figure out the funding on my own. I appreciate your good intentions. You are all kind people. You all have dreams. You are good samaritans. ~ LYN: ~ I’m sure that everyone who has a dream in music who sees such a group of people who want to support their passion for music, will be moved. Thank you all. ~

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- /gives his support to students taking the NCEE/

C: Ning-ge, your voice is like this and you’re still streaming? LYN: ~ Honestly friends, I have to tell you, my voice is really uncomfortable today. Because for a long time I was in the South- in Hengdian- which is more humid. I’ve suddenly returned to Beijing and I haven’t quite adjusted. I have a really dry throat. I am withstanding searing pain to stream for everyone today. But I don’t want to make this a big deal. I don’t want to say that I am sick. I just want to say- that you are all very important to me. I’m willing to do this for you- ~ - /breaks character because he couldn’t stand himself/ LYN: Beijing is dry, alright? My throat is uncomfortable. I’ve been living in the South all this while- me, who originates from the North, has been living in the South. Hendgian is in Zhejiang, right? That’s south. It’s humid. So being back here now (in the North), my throat has been uncomfortable. It’s really dry. Especially Beijing, which is particularly dry. Liaoning, Dandong- where my house is- is okay, because there I am close the the river/ocean. The air isn’t as dry for a place in the Northeast. Beijing is really dry, though. I have to put on so many face masks every day. LYN: Wait for me a sec, I’ll go grab some water.

C: The chair looks nice. LYN: Are you making fun of me? This house in Beijing is rented so this furniture was all here when I got the house. I don’t have such high tastes. This is the landlord’s stuff, not mine. - C: Drink less soft drinks. LYN: This isn’t a soft drink, it’s just carbonated water. It’s carbonated, but there’s no sugar or anything in it.  - C: It’s a princess chair. LYN: /laughs/ Yes, it is. There are six of them. They were around the dinner table but I grabbed one over to sit on while I stream. I’m not in Beijing very often, anyway.

C: What special effect is this today? LYN: You can tell that this video has special effects?? This is the “aurora” effect. Why am I using it, do you know? Well- you all know what an “aurora” is, right? A very mystical phenomenon. LYN: ~ I am using this aurora effect today because I believe that not many people in this world have seen an actual aurora. Or a real rainbow. But I hope that each one of you who are in my stream can see this wonderful aurora special effect. So you can feel like you are in a faraway place- somewhere you can see the lights. ~ - bgm: Young Captain队长 & ODD Chen Sijian - 超感 (Super Sense) - LYN: But remember to tell me where I can see a rainbow. I saw one the other day- with my eyes, it was very clear. But I tried to take a picture of it on my phone and I found out- you can’t really see it.  C: Your skills aren’t good enough. / LYN: Oh. C: Change your phone. / LYN: Right, okay.

C: Have you done your physical yet? LYN: Not yet. I want to get everything arranged first and acclimate before I do it. Lately I’ve been preparing to start working out again. I want to give myself half a year’s time to start a regular eating schedule. I’ll mind what I eat- like not anything fried or sweet- and try to stick to an exercise schedule. I want to know, after this half year, what the results will be.  LYN: I really have properly started working out now. I’m not kidding anymore. My abs... I’m at... 10%. If having full-on abs is 100%, then I have at least 20% now. That is- you can see something if you squint. Let me train for a bit first. If there are results by the end of the year I’ll post up a picture. I see a lot of male artists wearing suits, right? But they don’t wear a shirt- it’s just the suit jacket- and a low middle button. I see a lot of male artists like that and I’m super jealous. They have such nice physique that allows them to wear the clothes in that way, to show a little skin. Either that or it’s a dress shirt, but the buttons are undone until the last few. The name of the game there is “Temptation/Seduction”. I can’t do that, though. If I open it up I look like a boiled chicken. LYN: I just want to have a nicer physique. I won’t make any promises from now on. I won’t bring it up again. We’ll just.. wait and see.

LYN: I was worried that I would come onto the stream today and my face would look fat. Lately I’ve been eating less but if I want to work out I have to eat more- three meals is modest. I’ve been forcing myself to eat, so I feel like I’ve gained weight. I thought it would show on the camera but it’s alright. The beauty filters are strong, after all. LYN: I had a huge bowl of rice and vegetables just earlier. But those are all regular foods. It’s alright I didn’t gain weight. // I have a performance in a couple of days, I told you about it before- some college, right?

C: Ning-ge, your hair color is makes you seem young. LYN: I don’t like the words “seem young”. I used to sell clothes, so I know all the right words to say when you’re trying to make a sale. If you say I “seem young” then that means that you don’t see me as ACTUALLY young. You don’t see me as young at all, but the words “seem young” should be allocated to 45+ year old men and women. You can use “seem young” to describe them. Okay?? You’ve just admitted that in your mind I am already... an old man.

C: Feels “youthful”! LYN: Friends, you don’t need to make forced compliments. I have a very clear image of myself and “youthful” doesn’t fit it. I told you before, that I had a script come to me and they wanted to act as a high school student for a portion of it, didn’t I? There was a plot where the two people met in high school and went to college together but later separated to start working. The majority of the plot is focused on when they are adults, but I couldn’t get past them wanting me to act as a high school student for a portion of it. Because of this, I gave up on this drama.  LYN: I can act as maybe a college student if you lay down the foundation extra thick to cover up the wrinkles. Maybe get some Thermage treatment in, and I could pass. But if you want me to act as a middle or high school student, I really can’t do it. I am 1.9m tall- when I’m not wearing shoes I’m 1.89m, but if I wear shoes I’m taller than 1.9m. It’d be okay if I were shorter but have you ever seen that tall of a high school student?? They’re already done growing! So me acting as a high school student would be a little unfitting. 

C: Kids nowadays are all tall. LYN: /laughs/ You’re right, but I still can’t do it! They might be tall but they still have young faces. My face has obviously seen time. I just can’t do it. A kid can play someone older, but someone older can’t play a kid. My face already has time on it. If you wanted me to act as someone around 30 years old or so, that wouldn’t be a problem. But early 20′s is difficult for me!

C: Ning-ge, you’re very young. Ning-ge, you can do it. LYN: I realized there’s something about this industry... let me tell you how I feel about it. People who do well in this industry- I’ve been to events, I can see who’s doing well or not- you’ll discover something. That is, no matter what they do the people around them will endlessly praise them. Really. I’m talking about people who are doing well for themselves. Their staff, the staff you meet at events- let’s say we’re at some recording for a show or an event- any staff around will give them endless praise. For example, an artist goes, “Huh? What is this, a phone? I’ve never seen one like this before. It’s called an iPhone?” The staff around them have already reached a point where they reply, “You’re so smart! Amazing! /claps/. You’ve never seen this thing before, but you knew it was a phone. You’re so great. You have a natural talent for identifying phones.” I was at the side, watching like:

LYN: But most of the time the artist will gladly accept the praise. “Oh, I just have a knack for this. :) I have an interest in mobile phones- oh, I see this is an iPhone! I’ve never seen one before, but I already know. I’m just talented. I have an interest in electronics.” !! It’s like humoring a child! And these artists aren’t young. LYN: You know- once you reach a certain point you’ll find out that the words of the people around you are 99% praise. The people close to you, as well as the people you meet. After I saw that happening I thought, “Oh~ So (that’s how it is)...” They’re probably already used to it and it doesn’t affect them at all but to me... I don’t feel a thing.  LYN: Just like when you tell me that I’m young and that I can play a middle schooler. I’ll listen to what you’re saying, but leave it at that. I might even have the passing thought that maybe you are trying to provoke me. After seeing all that, I have my own judgement on what people say to me in the future. I don’t believe that all you should hear is praise. There needs to be all sorts of comments in order to level you. Only then can you mature. Only then will you know where your limits are. LYN: That’s why when you praise and support me- of course, I like to hear it. But I don’t think there’s a need to take it seriously. There’s really no need. C: I was being honest. LYN: Even if you were, I still won’t take it seriously. I need to have self-awareness to maintain my balance. 

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- /saw a passing comment and makes note to answer it later, but clarifies he couldn’t really see the whole thing because the comment was too long. If they are short comments, usually he sees all of them scrolling by./ LYN: I can’t answer all of them, so please be generous. Don’t think that just because I am not replying to you, you shouldn’t comment at all. Our theme here is “company”.

C: Are there kiss scenes in ZY? LYN: What’s it to you?!? You must be crazy. XD LYN: There are no kiss scenes in ZY, only bath scenes. Of course by that I mean- a normal bath. For example, I’ll go to bathe and my bros will scrub my back for me. Scenes like that. They'll perform some gua sha and  ba guan for me. Because we’ll all get together to wash up after we go out to battle. We’re starting a “community bathing” culture. C: Such a big scale? LYN: We’re still wearing pants. If we want it to air, we’ll still be wearing pants. They’ll only show the top half. Just a bunch of guys helping to scrub each other’s backs.

C: Your ears are turning red. LYN: Why would they be??? What did I say today that would make my ears red?? You really think I’m only 18 years old?! Have you forgotten what I was trending for a while ago?? (Married) Oh-sorry. I’m... I’m not a young kid. Why I turn red from talking about washing up and scrubbing backs?? C: Now it IS red. LYN: Yeah, I misspoke earlier. My mind was running slow and my mouth too fast. I apologize. C: Drink some water to settle your mind.

C: When will YNGS air? LYN: I don’t know! :D Let me tell you friends, a lot of actors are also dumbfounded. I know you like to ask us actors when our dramas will air, but we’re in the dark and really don’t know. I’m guessing if you try to ask the production company, they wouldn’t either! Sometimes you’ll hear that a drama is airing tonight and then the next morning you find it didn’t. This is normal, so if you ask me when a drama is airing, I really don’t know. LYN: It’s been two years since I finished filming a couple of my dramas and even now I am getting notices to do voice acting or supplement for voice acting. It seems like everything is going according to plan and the OSTs are all recorded, but then... it’s just indefinitely about to air. So what time a drama airs is really hard to say. I can only tell you that I can’t tell you.

C: Do you have a variety? LYN: I do, we’ve been in talks. But I- I- Once I start in a drama crew I don’t have the time anymore. Varieties nowadays need two to three or up to seven to eight days to record. There’s no way the drama production is letting me off for that long. Especially since I am starting to accept male lead roles... So, it’s hard for me to go. The production doesn’t really give the time off. So the variety is hard to say, since I will be entering another crew soon. You all are afraid of me wasting my time at home, and desperately want me to enter a crew. Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing. You’ll see. When I pick projects, they’re usually dependable. If any news gets announced I’m sure you will be happy for me. I won’t be sitting around at home. C: Is it a modern or historical? LYN: Which one are you referring to? Are you talking about the one in the latter half of next year? That one... hasn’t come yet. Let me pretend. // This is called “I’ve been home too long and now I’m making fantasies”. I clearly don’t have work but I’m pretending I do. There are some people like that, and I am one of them.

LYN: If you don’t quite understand me, let me explain. I’m a workaholic, I really am. Just look at how I spent the past five years. I started off singing on the streets and slowly made myself internet famous. After that, I became a singer. Now I’m starting to be an actor. I’ve made it this far step by step. Do you think, if I took even one moment to rest in these past five years, I would have been able to make it to where I am today? Getting to work with all these comparative (to me) amazing people? I don’t want to say that I am putting a lot of effort into this; I just want you to know that I don’t want to let myself rest. I want to learn quickly how to make my way in this industry.  LYN: The people I’m working with now are all amazing, right? I started off as a busker on the streets. In order for me to make it here, if I rested at all in the past five years do you think I would have been able to walk this far? I don’t have a company backing me. I only have this group of fans who have kept me company all this way. I don’t have a company (公司/gong si), only fans (粉丝/fen si). LYN: I’m the type of person who gets anxious if they don’t have work. My old fans all know this. But can you see me being anxious right now? If I didn’t have work, and I hadn’t decided my next drama or made plans for the future- I’d be having a breakdown. Do you think I’d be sitting here so calmly, discussing this with you? I’d be here complaining, not telling you jokes. LYN: So, you can tell by my mood. If I’m relaxed then I have plans in place. Lately I’ve taken a break because I really do want to work on my album. It’s not like an OST, where I can just take a song someone else has written if I like it and just record a song and release it. Albums are complicated. The process of collecting songs alone is difficult. Another thing about me is that I don’t want the songs on my album to be like songs I’ve sung for OSTs. I’ve accepted many OSTs that I really like a lot. But if there are songs on my album that are no different from the OSTs then I’ll think, “What’s the point of releasing this song? This is exactly like an OST I can sing.” Choosing the music is hard. I hear too many songs every year, so it’s hard to pick one I really like. I’m really working on the album. LYN: I’m also going to start the voice acting for YNGS. I’m going to plan to give them 10 days for recording. For example, I’d go in at 10a-1p, grab a bite, then start again at 4-5p until 7-8p. It’ll be like working a regular job, for about 10 days. I want to get the voice acting finished in the coming week. I also have some OSTs I need to record and events to attend. I won’t be idle. Don’t worry- you don’t need to be anxious for me. LYN: Oh- I don’t need fan support for voice acting. Just want to let you know. If I go to the recording studio and there’s a group of you with banners chanting our fan motto... it’s not necessary. I just need to do my job and that’s it. LYN: Maybe in a few days when I go to the hospital for my physical, you can come give me fan support then. /laughs/ You can stand by the entrance and shout, “LYN, good luck on your physical!” or something like that.  C: Steal urine. LYN: ?? What does that mean? Are you a pervert?? You must be. I told you I was going in for my physical and you said you want to steal (my) urine?? /barfing sounds/ LYN: Unreasonable. Truly unreasonable. Oh my goodness. This is too perverse. C: Extreme sasaeng behavior. LYN: This isn’t even sasaeng behavior anymore. This is... /barfs/

C: Can you turn the lyrics off? LYN: What- what, are the lyrics blocking your sight to something? How about I make it smaller? This is fine, right? /sigh/ I’ll turn it off. Save you some face.

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-- break #1 (his friend is having a baby and he needs to take a look) LYN: Excuse me friends, I made you wait long. I’m back. Lao Wang had a son a while back, this time he had a daughter. It’s nice. C: Are they good-looking? LYN: Not better than me. /laughs/ Why does that feel low- I’m competing in looks with a child?? C: How many days apart are they? LYN: The last time they had a kid was... three months ago. Now they have another. It’s amazing.

C: You look young. You can go act as a middle schooler. LYN: Let me tell you, friends- lately I’ve been thinking I want to start “pan chuan” (counting prayer beads (?)). I just think it’s cool. I think it’s fun. Watching the string change over time is interesting. But then I was thinking, if I started to do this, wouldn’t it prove that I am crossing another...I can’t say “realm”, can I? I’m entering into the meditative mind and healthy body category. But my current category is as a “Disney-lover”! C: I’ve been doing this for many years already. LYN: Which means to say your age... is probably around mine, right? C: Elementary kids do this, too. LYN: Do they? I didn’t know. But I really bought a string online and later I’ll... play with them. // I met someone not too long ago, and they told me they had nothing fun to do. I suggested they count beads and they said that they didn’t want to because if they did that, they would enter into the “middle-aged” mindset. That’s how they described it, at least. I thought about it and... yeah, they were right. But if you’re telling me that even elementary kids are doing this now, then I think that this is the popular trend for now. Then, we’ll count! C: Don’t count them, “pan” me. LYN: Do you want to “chuan”?? // Wait- sorry. That sounds like a curse word. That is- Sorry. - /clears his throat and skips the topic/ ;; t/n: there’s some wordplay here, but idk LYN: I won’t. I seriously did research on this and these things need a high density. You’re probably not dense enough. Also there’s a process of going from white, to colored (oxidized), and then opened (?). I don’t really want to see you “colored”. I think I’ll forget it. You can “pan” yourself in the mirror. I won’t be participating.

C: Watch out for tendonitis. LYN: What do you mean- like when I’m moving them, this part of my hand is likely to get tendonitis? I’ll buy a machine to turn them. I saw that there are those things online. / Oh, was it “tenosynovitis”? Sorry, I read wrong. / But there are machines for this, so I was thinking of getting one. I won’t have to use my own hands. I won’t get tenosynovitis, it’s okay. // There’s another machine, where you can take each of the beads and there’s like a tube- you can put the bead inside and it will spin.

C: Nine-ge, don’t wash your face in the morning just take the beads and rub them on your face. LYN: Why are you so dirty? That would be so gross. We want the bead’s natural oils. Maybe this topic is not interesting to many females, but we want the bead’s natural oils, not your dirty face oils. That’s no good. Forget it, let’s not.

C: Tell Daimi to count them for you. LYN: Daimi? I’d be lucky if she didn’t take them for peanuts and eat them. 

LYN: I thought you wouldn’t be interested, but it seems like a lot of you women- and men, there are bound to be men here too, right? - you all like to play with this. When my string arrives, will we be considered “pan”you? [t/n: play on the word “friends” (peng you)] Or “chuan-you”? I don’t know. We can discuss it. LYN: I didn’t know elementary school kids were interested in this, too. I honestly don’t know too much about it myself. There aren’t many grade schoolers in the group of friends around me to begin with. So I’m not sure what they’re into these days.

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C: Is your dog male or female? LYN: She’s a girl. I won’t own boy dogs. I used to own a boy dog, a long time ago. I took him out for a walk and all of a sudden he set his eyes on another dog and took off. He was a bigger breed- a sheepdog (Scotch Collie). He took the leash and started chasing a female dog. I ran across 8 hilltops- I was walking him up in the middle of nowhere- it was up in the mountains, and there were giant storehouses. He took the leash and ran and I chased him across three hilltops. I was this close to a breakdown, I almost threw up and I couldn’t catch him. I lost him and it scared me so much. Even /I/ got lost in the chase, because I wasn’t familiar with the area. I was chasing my dog, and my dog was chasing another dog. After all the running I lost the dog AND my way. I ran for about ten+ minutes. Do you know how helpless I felt, surrounded by unfamiliar terrain, lost dog and lost way? So ever since then I learned my lesson for having boy dogs. LYN: After that I only ever owned girl dogs. Youmi... Daimi... and there’s was also a cocker spaniel, whose name was also Youmi. I had two dogs named Youmi. The original had died, so I bought another one immediately so the love could be transferred. [t/n: if I recall, he didn’t want his grandparents to be too sad that Youmi (original) had passed away.]  LYN: All female dogs.

C: Did you ever find him? LYN: Later, he came back on his own. It took ME a while to find the way back home- I really ran across three hills before I found the path and went home by myself. I went home and cried to my mom that I had lost the dog and that I almost got lost. But when it came around nighttime, he came back on his own. That dog was so smart. People could hold his leash as long as I was there, but if I wasn’t he would go crazy. He was so smart. But in the end that dog... you probably know how it went. He ran away. That’s why people tell you- you can’t trust men. If they so something wrong once, they’ll do it a second time. He ran away, and didn’t come back this time. C: It was a BE. LYN: That’s an appropriate description, yes. At the time I was really sad about it, I cried for a few days and didn’t own a dog for a long time after.

C: He went to become someone’s son-in-law. LYN: He was a really handsome dog, but unfortunately I don’t have any pictures of him. You know sheepdogs- they have long snouts and long hair. Usually they’re all cream and black, or brown, right? But he was black and white. If there were a litter- only one of them would be patterned like that. It was so pretty. LYN: ! He wasn’t a Border Collie, though. I know what you’re talking about- Borders are black and white. He was a Scotch Collie, but black and white. Wow, he was so handsome. // I know the difference between a Border and a Scotch. He was the only one of the litter with that coloring- he was very unique. Very special.

C: What breed was Youmi? LYN: The first was a cocker spaniel. The second was a toy poodle. The one now is a schnauzer. After raising the cocker first, I discovered it was better to own a dog that didn’t shed as much. Schnauzers don’t shed as much- only the undercoat- and nor do toy poodles. These dogs are easy to clean up after, they’re small and smart, and don’t need to be walked as much.

C: Why don’t you like big dogs? LYN: Wait- look, I just said that I liked dogs that don’t shed as much and someone in the chat said, “Ning-ge, I also don’t shed a lot. Raise me.”  I’m guessing in not too long someone is going to pick up on this topic. LYN: Don’t you lose hair? I don’t believe there’s one person here who can say they don’t shed hair. We all do, more or less.

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C: Ning-ge, this special effect looks like “spitting pies”. LYN: ?? What is that? There are small orbs flying at you, so you think I’m “spitting pies”? I don’t always make “pies” (pipe-dreams). When have I made a pie for you? There aren’t many. The first is my abs- that’s going to be fulfilled this year, isn’t it?  C: “Stream until we throw up.” LYN: It counts if I do, too. Someone earlier wanted to steal something of mine, didn’t they? I threw up, then. If I throw up it counts too.

LYN: I saw a comment in the group chat that read, “Ning-ge is streaming today. If someone pushes him to stop streaming, I curse them to eat instant noodles without the seasonings forever.”

C: Disney stream; Carnation Festival 3.5. LYN: I had explanations for those, didn’t I? I told you about the Disney stream the last time- it’s not convenient for me to stream at the park. It was going to be okay, but lately their business has been booming. It became inconvenient for me to stream at the park because we wanted to avoid any unnecessary crowding. C: Recipe for marinating meat skewers. LYN: I’ve been busy lately... watching dramas, going to concerts... XD I’ve been busy with that lately. As for the grilling recipe, I’ll see if there’s a time I want to go out and relax. Maybe when I’m done with voice acting for Ning Yuanzhou- I’ll film a video, then. LYN: I saw someone asking me where I’ve been- I’ve really been busy as of late. And this work isn’t on a set schedule.

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C: After going back to Beijing you look more lively. LYN: I’ve been in Hengdian for so long that I’ve felt stifled. I honestly really like Hengdian, but the problem is- it’s a town. There’s nothing wrong with it, it’s just very small. It’s mostly the food- I’ve had so much of it! All the restaurants and take-out... I’ve been there for three years. Think about exactly how many good restaurants there can be. I’ve already eaten my fill. Also, there’s no place I can shop around! Sometimes I like shopping and buying clothes- give myself some motivation to keep working hard. I’ll go shop and say, “Wow, these clothes are so expensive! These shoes are expensive! I should buy them. Then, I can continue to work hard so I can afford them.” That’s what I do when I shop. LYN: I like living in the city. I can eat whatever I want, whether that’s skewers, hot pot, stir fry, Shanghai cuisine, Hangzhou cuisine, etc. I have choices. But the problem is that in Hengdian, there are only so many shops. You don’t really have a choice. All I did there was eat. I felt like I had enough. But after coming back to Beijing- there’s nothing really fun to do here, either, but- at least I can shop. As for “play” I like... arcades. Last time I was in Beijing I played with VR or escape rooms- those are fun. 

C: ZXD-laoshi is here. LYN: Welcome.

- /talks a little more about what he’d like to do in Beijing while he can experience the freedom of having choices: to eat/shop/play./ LYN: I’ve just been in Hengdian too long. Now that I’m back here I’m letting myself go, a little. I like the feeling of living in a big city. I like the bustle. I’ve asked my friends before, where they like to go for travel.One of them told me they go on hikes- to see the mountains and watch the rivers; how on the way there’s a part of the river that’s really beautiful. After hearing that, I didn’t have any reaction/feeling for it. They in turn asked me where I like to go for fun. I told them I like to go to Shanghai, Beijing, Hangzhou. They replied, “You’re not going there to work, are you?” LYN: I’m just the type of person who has to come to a bustling/busy place to relax. Why? Because my hometown is a tourist city I’ve grown up along the river bank. Behind my house is a mountain. I would ride my bike along the river to work everyday. Do you think I’m missing any opportunity to see the mountains and rivers? My home is a tourist city and I’ve grown up seeing the mountains and rivers. Now I’ve finally entered society and am doing well for myself, do you really think I want to return to see the mountains and rivers in my downtime? I’ve never seen such a flourishing city when I was little. I like the hustle and bustle of the city. I don’t want to go back to see mountains and rivers- I’ve seen enough. LYN: It’s been thirty years and I finally made it to a big city. Now you want me to go back? You’ll find that a lot of people- once they become wealthy, they want to “return to the natural state”. They’ve had enough of the luxurious meals, and now they want to go back to the simple things. But friends, I’ve had the simple things all along. I can finally eat meat, have the chance to have abalone, and you want me to go back? It doesn’t agree with my plans.

C: You’re trending. LYN: Really? :) I don’t believe. I don’t deserve it. LYN: LYN, trending? I don’t think he’s worthy. C: The Entertainment Tab. LYN: What’s wrong with that? C: #41. -- 我不配 (I’m Not Worthy) LYN: A sang a whole verse of this song just for those three words. (I’m not worthy.)

LYN: I’m trending, though? ~ Honestly, I think that being trending or not isn’t important. I think the most important thing is that if by being here streaming, I am able to bring to you some happiness. As a singer or an actor, the most important thing is to have good works for you. A trending topic is not something an artist- whether singer or actor- should be in pursuit of. You need to have truly good works, works you’ve put your heart into, works that can touch other people’s hearts- to give to everyone who supports you. That is what you, as an artist, should be pursuing. So this trending topic... is nice to have, but it’s not a big deal if I don’t. Friends, let’s let our work do the talking. ~  LYN: Who doesn’t know how to say nice things? Those are the basics, aren’t they?

bgm: Ice Paper -  夜泊秦淮 (Ye Po Qin Huai)

C: I learned. Thank you, laoshi. LYN: Are you an artist? If you aren’t then there’s no use in you learning this. Do you want to be celebrity??

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C: You have too many buttons. LYN: ... Okay. I’ll listen to you. Next time I’ll buy a shirt with a zipper. This shirt if full of buttons. If you think they’re too much, then from now on I’ll buy shirts with zippers. I think they exist- I’ve worn one before. LYN: Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. We are just a normal stream. I am a singer/actor. This can ONLY be a normal stream. Or are you telling me that you want to see something immoral in my VERY MORAL stream?? I see right through you. I’ve already turned of the gifting option, so there’s no paid content here. I don’t try to sell you products, either. There’s no way you’re seeing any paid content.  C: No~ That’s not what we were intending. We’re just afraid that you’re hot. LYN: I have an air conditioner. It can make the room 1° in a second. I’ll turn it on blast. I don’t need you to worry. I’m not hot. Later I’m going to put on a down jacket.

C: You’re so hot that your face is protruding oil. LYN: This has nothing to do with the heat. I just have naturally oily skin. I even looked it up online: Is it bad to have oily skin? I went to look up the pros and cons. The con is that I am more likely to produce oils and accumulate sebum on my face. Now I have to advise you to use this very good selfie stick- lol. No, I’m not going to push any products on you. It’s just that if you produce too many facial oils, your pores are more likely to become blocked and get acne. But the pro is that you don’t appear to age as quickly. That’s just what I need. I only just started taking male lead roles in the past two years. I really hope I can film a few more. LYN: There were some people trying to advise me, “LYN, can you stop playing male lead roles? We can accept you playing second male lead, but not main.” I can’t make that promise. Because... I have oily skin. I want to make the most of it and shoot a few more male lead dramas while I can. Is that okay? Please, I’m begging you. Stop trying to talk me out of it. I can’t promise you on this, but maybe on other things. Like that person earlier who said that I had too many buttons- I promised them that next time I would wear a shirt with a zipper. But on not playing the male lead, I can’t promise. I’m sorry. I’m the type of person who can understand and consider everyone’s feelings, but your feelings are... not feelings but gutsy demands. [t/n: this is a play on words.] I can’t promise you.

LYN: I really did see a comment like that, though. “LYN, can you stop playing male leads? I can accept second male lead but not main. I can’t stand it. I’m throwing up.” /laughs/ When I see comments like that, friends, it makes me happy. Do you know why? This is the mindset and logic you should have in order to keep living. LYN: At the very beginning when I wanted to be a singer, people were telling me, “You’re just internet famous, what makes you think you can be a singer? What do you think you’re doing on stage competing with other singers? You’re just internet famous- go back to your streaming room.” After a few years, I’ve finally made it as a singer- something people acknowledge me as, and now I’ve gone into acting. People said, “Why are you acting? You’re just a singer- just do your jobs and sing your songs. You don’t know your limits. What are you doing trying to be an actor? Other people have studied for so many years at a performing arts school and can’t find a role. What are you, a singer, doing acting? That’s ridiculous. Just because you have some fans doesn’t mean you can be an actor.” Some time passes again. “Why are you acting as the male lead? Just stay the second male lead!” LYN: You know? Unreasonably, they are- step by step- continuing to acknowledge me. So the fact that they have already accepted me as an actor makes me very happy. LYN: No matter what industry you’re working in, you have to have a good mindset. You have to consider things from all sorts of points of view. You can’t make trouble. If you live thinking, “Why are they saying this about me? I only want to be a singer... /cries/” It won’t help you. No one will pity you. Friends, you have to learn this in your lives as well. Don’t complain. You can, but not all the time. There’s no use. Complaining all the time will only degrade you. You have to think about making a place for yourself. You have to use your brain. Make your words powerful. Move forward. Alright? - C: /tries to make a joke on the word “complain” (bào yuàn)/ LYN: You don’t perhaps think that you’re very funny, do you? I hope not.

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C: We’re listening to music now. LYN: Yeah. I’m your music DJ, Modern Brothers Xiao Ning.

C: How long will you stream until? LYN: I don’t know. I’ll just keep streaming and stop when I’m tired. I’ll continue to stream for now. My stream doesn’t really have specific content or fixed rules that state I have to promote something. But, I do want to recommend something to you... hold on. LYN: ! Attention, attention! We have some good news! Tomorrow, Modern Brothers Liu Yuning’s song “The Remaining Life (余生)” will be online. This song is the ending theme from the drama “Gone with the Rain” (微雨燕双飞). The broadcasting station- everyone listen up- is Youku! This song will be online tomorrow- I hope that when it’s up you all can take a listen. Thank you! ! LYN: That wasn’t too much, was it? But it’s true that I sang the OST and they paid me for it... My main thing is price:product ratio. We deal in after-sales services, here. Tomorrow the very good drama Gone with the Rain will be airing- please watch it. Back from the Brink is also still airing. If you haven’t checked that out yet, please do. 

C: Promote all of your OSTs that way in the future. LYN: I’ve always promoted them this way. You must be new here. If you want to be able to get along with people in this industry, you have to know where you can fit into the ecosystem. For me, I am good with after-sales services. All of you are consumers. You might be looking for me to sing an OST, a platform, or brand. All of them are consumers. To a consumer, what is the most important aspect of a product? The first is good quality. The second is having something you can really make use of. The last is everything that comes after- the maintenance and upkeep. The after-sales services. As long as the after-sales is done right, and customer service is done right, you will always have good business. Remember that. C: Ning-ge, you’re a 4S shop now? LYN: I’m an OST shop. Mine is different from a $s shop- as long as you maintain upkeep everything is fine. But OSTs are a single-use thing. They don’t need upkeep. The OST doesn’t come back to me to change its engine oil or brakes. I don’t need to so anything after. It’s a single-use product that you can have for a lifetime. In terms of quality, it’s a treasure. I will definitely sing it to the best of my ability- as long as I can, I will but 110% into singing it. Secondly it’s single use, but it’s not as if you can keep listening to the song and then later think that it’s no good. I want to deliver a good price:product ratio, and you never have to worry about after-sales services here.  LYN: My after-sales does not only include promotion of the song and drama during my streams, but also when I attend galas. That is, it’s entirely possible that this song will come up again during my performances. It will be repeatedly broadcast to everyone. This way, we can keep reminding people of the drama. Give them something to remember the drama by. That’s my price:product ratio.

C: How much is it to advertise? LYN: It’s free for the consumer. All after-sales is on my own dime. There’s not much expense that goes into it, I just spend a little more time talking. Honestly, it’s just money for toothpaste and toothbrush. XD Other than that, there are no other expenses. I don’t collect more fees.

C: What are your rates? LYN: I get paid for OSTs like this, friends. It’s calculated by- what’s it to you?? You’re inquiring about my worth, now? How amusing. LYN: I hate these types of people! The ones who don’t buy anything, but ask about the price first! How annoying! // If you’re not going to buy anything, don’t ask! If you’re going to buy something then just buy it. If you’re not, then why are you asking??  LYN: XD I don’t know why, suddenly I went crazy. But anyway, don’t ask- that’s a business secret, I can’t just tell you. But as to whether it’s expensive or not... I can only tell you, it’s not cheap. :)

C: A business secret? LYN: It’s not a secret. It’s just that my group and I have been working for such a long time together, plus the fact that I’m my own boss. For a lot of things, I don’t need to follow a set business practice. I’m not doing things to further my company- like accepting jobs in order to pay my employees. I haven’t reached that point because I don’t have many employees to begin with. It’s mostly just me- and I can do a lot of things at once. Like promotions- I can do 30% of the work on my own. That means I can afford to hire one person less, right? This applies to other parts of the business as well. We don’t need to accept any jobs I don’t want to in order to further development.  LYN: When I get OSTs, it goes through this process: 1. What drama is it for?, 2. What platform is it airing on?, 3. I’ll listen to the demo. Of course, the song is always the most important but I have to understand the project first. If I like the song, I’ll accept. If I don’t like it, it doesn’t matter how much they offer. It has nothing to do with the money- if I don’t like it, I just won’t accept the job. The first step is never to ask about the price. I’ve encountered companies that started off like that, but I felt that approach is very... I don’t want to comment. For the most part, people usually do not ask about the price from the start. Usually it’s introducing the project and sending a song demo. If you like it, we’ll negotiate the price. If I don’t want to accept the job in the first place, there’s no point in asking how much they can offer me.

C: They’re afraid they can’t afford you. LYN: The investment in making a drama is very huge. At the least it’s tens of millions and at the most it’s a couple billion. They’re not lacking the funds. It’s not as if a single song will break the bank.

C: Then, do you have a discount for OSTs on 6/18? LYN: Do you need a discount for my OSTs? Oh my goodness... Okay, let’s do this. There might be some video production bosses in my stream now. I have a discount on OSTs on 6/18. If you buy 300RMB’s worth, you’ll get 20RMB off. Alright? If you want OSTs, please place your orders on 6/18.  C: The second song half off. LYN: No, that’s not worth it. Each song is its own price. C: Buy 300RMB for 20% off. Can the discounts stack?  LYN: So you mean, if a song were 600RMB instead of 300RMB? If it’s 300, you get 20 off, so if a song were 600, you’d get 40RMB off? Is that what you mean? You can do that. It stacks. 

C: Ning-ge, don’t say any more. If you keep on, you’ll be at a loss. LYN: This friend is considering it from my point of view. That if I let the discount stack, then I would lose out. They’re looking out for me and letting me know I would lose profit, right? LYN: ~ Actually when I hear you say that, I’m touched. I think this friend is a really honest person. In such a chaotic world, you really need to cherish when you meet such a person. Even if I make good on my word and let you take 20RMB off of 300RMB on my OSTs, have you ever encountered such a sale in the real world... but the caveat is that they raised the original price? Then, in fact, though they are selling very many- it’s at even more expensive prices than usual, disguised as a sale. Of course, I wouldn’t do that to you. ~

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-- break #2 (no excuse, he just needs to use the restroom) LYN: You’re still commenting on this “spitting pies” effect, so I’ll change it for you. I have a “ghost story” effect, do you want to see it? :) LYN: But there are a lot of women in my stream, I’m afraid that they will be scared. If I put on this effect they might get so frightened they will cry. It needs to be paired with music so that you can feel the chill. Let’s play this. It’s not very frightening, don’t be scared. LYN:  It’s not as scary as you think! If it’s too scary my weibo will be in violation. I’m an old streamer already, I understand this much better than you do. It can’t be too scary- no blood or jump-scares here. The “scary” I’m talking about is not the “scary” that you are thinking of. I was just exaggerating. You need only believe 20% of what I say. LYN: Alright. Three, two, one- - /error/ LYN: It’s not supported? Why is it telling me that?? Huh? What’s happening? LYN: Oh, well. It’s not supported. This is a flop. // ?? But I tested it out today and it was working?? /clicking around/ Oh, it’s this one. It’s not scary, though.

LYN: It wasn’t scary. C: What was that? Failing eyesight? // That was it? LYN: Friends, if you’re going to be like that then I’ll do a super scary one! I’ll make you cry in fright!! Friends, I’ll show you what is truly “terrifying”! Let’s do it, I’ll play a quieter song, otherwise the mood will be wrong. Friends. Three, two- I’ll let you see the scariest thing in the world! THree, two, one! - /error/ LYN: ?! “The special effect is unsupported.” /feeling stifled/ Okay, I found one equally as scary. Let’s try again. Three, two, one!

LYN: Sorry, it flopped. The stream doesn’t support the effect. Because this is on a horizontal screen. Next time if I’m streaming vertically, I’ll show you the terror.  LYN: There are a lot of different ones I can use, though. /shows them off/

LYN: /laughs/ What IS THIS??? This one really IS terrifying. Oh my goodness...

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- /someone tells him he's trending, still. but only in the entertainment tab. he thanks everyone for the trending topic anyway./  LYN: I was wondering what you were talking about- I almost threw my phone. [t/n: bc they told him he was trending, but he couldn’t find it on the main page. XD]

LYN: I feel like my face is very bright. Maybe this is TOO MUCH oil. Let me find some blotting paper. This is too much. I know we were talking about oily skin types earlier but this is too much- I look greasy. LYN: Is it better now? Not as greasy? C: Ning-ge, that’s called dewy skin. LYN: No, it’s just grease. That’s how you can tell a household is wealthy. I remember a story I was told when I was little. There was someone very poor, who wanted to pass themselves off as wealthy. They would take a piece of pork lard and rub it on their face before they went out. When they went out, they could say that they had just eaten. It would make it seem as if the household was wealthy enough to eat meat. I am like that, too.

C: You haven’t changed the special effect. LYN: It’s alright. This one is plenty scary enough.

C: Ning-ge, you’ve played this song so much I know how to sing it. LYN: Come here and sing it, then. Sing. Come on, sing! I thought you knew how?? I gave you the mic, but you can’t sing it, huh. C: Connect the mic. LYN: Er... /shaky sigh/ Connecting the mic... uh... The thing is weibo streaming is not as complete on desktop. If I were streaming from my phone, we could connect- it has that capability- but the desktop doesn’t. If one day I stream from my phone, I’ll spend that whole day connecting the mic with you all. We’ll chat. We can give it a try.

C: Is that a pie, too? LYN: It’s not a pie! It’s just because when I was connecting with people before, they didn’t want to. I didn’t see the harm in it, I just wanted to get some interaction, to play. I wanted to be different from others. We can chat and communicate, because I see people connecting mics often. It’s an effect of streaming and a mood maker. There’s no reason why we can’t. But the prerequisite is that I have to connect with a “normal” person. Otherwise, it’s quite fun. Even if you aren’t my fan, you can come chat with me. It’ll make the stream more meaningful. If I happen to accidentally connect with an anti, like the type who want to curse me out- no, not those- like the kind who wants to back-talk me. I really hope I can meet someone like that. We can chat. I want to see if I can win over them, and make them my fan. LYN: I’m someone who’s really good at arguing. /laughs/ Back when I was working in the restaurant if colleagues were fighting or talking about some logic, I was amazing. It was like a debate- I could lay out all the logic for them. But it’s been many years since I last dared to fight with someone. I want to test if I am still able to. Of course, not the type of fighting by cursing, but teaching you a lesson within the realm of reason.

C: Have your skills regressed? LYN: I think they have. Because at this point a lot of things don’t matter anymore- it doesn’t matter if I win or lose. Not to say that it’s not important... it’s very unimportant. If it doesn’t concern me directly, I don’t see the need to make it a focus for my attention. There’s no meaning in that. Sometimes I might mention a topic in passing during my stream- and that’s only because they became a topic of conversation. Otherwise what else would I talk to you about? You can say that I look young. I say thank you. Then what else? LYN: I’ll talk about a lot of things during my streams, but not because I care about them- though there ARE the ones I DO care about... It’s just because they become a topic for conversation. I can turn them into jokes and tell you about them during my stream. You find it interesting, and we can have a common ground.

C: Ge, you’re trending. LYN: Someone already told me. Entertainment, #31. It’s alright. Let’s be low-key. You don’t need to promote it. Being #31 on the Entertainment Tab means that people can get jealous. (sarcasm)

LYN: Let me go grab something to drink. I left earlier and saw someone say, “I can see the princess chair again!” LYN: I’m back. I told you before, this is part of a set of chairs at the dinner table and I grabbed this one to sit on. This is a rented house, so this is all the original furniture.

LYN: Drinking coffee at this time of night is okay, right? C: You’re not going to be able to sleep. LYN: No, it’s because when you talk too much there’s too much information and it jumbles my thinking. Drinking coffee will help me focus. You’ll notice that many people do their work in a coffee shop. Did you think that they had no place else to work? There is that possibility, of course. But it’s more because the coffee can help them focus. I have to stream, so I need to focus. C: It doesn’t look like coffee though? LYN: What does it look like then, herbal medicine? I don’t have enough energy to stream, so I need to drink herbal medicine to supplement my stamina? Shan yao, dang gui, and goji?

C: Ning-ge, are your glasses magnifying? LYN: /sigh/ Do you mean to say that my eyes are so small that I’ve purposely replaced the lenses with something that will magnify and make my eyes look bigger, as a sort of physical beauty filter? To make my eyes look bigger? Is that what you mean? I can make my eyes big- they’re not always small. /opens his eyes wider/ Are they small? No. LYN: I’ve worn these glasses today to go with the rest of my outfit. It’s not because I’ve replaced them with magnifying lenses to make my eyes look bigger. That’s hurtful. You’ve hurt me. :( LYN: See, who ISN’T cyber-bullied? I was just streaming, doing nothing- not trying to sell you anything or take your money- and I’ve still been cyber-bullied. They made fun of me and said my eyes are small. Friends, cyber-bullying is a real and scary thing. I’m not kidding. LYN: ! You’re laughing?? It makes me want to sing a song... “You’ve hurt me and played it off with a laugh.” I told you it hurt me, and you’re laughing?? -- 一笑而过 (Laugh it Off) [Na Ying] C: Sing it. LYN: I want to sing something different. I want to sing something more tender. Something that can promote love. Promote positive feelings. Let’s do it.

C: Ning-ge, what is the correct way to address cyber-bullying? LYN: For this, you should go baidu it. I can’t give you a proper answer. Everyone faces it differently. I don’t have the correct answer, but I still think you need to become stronger. If you become stronger, you won’t consider it as bullying. Let’s say you’re learning martial arts and are at the top of the game and someone punches you- you’ll think nothing of it. But if you are someone who does not work out at all and someone punches you- you’re going to get knocked out. But these punches carry the same amount of force. I can’t give you a correct answer, because this depends from person to person. The only thing I can tell you is to make your heart/mind stronger. For all else, abide by the law.

-- 這世界那麼多人 (Empty World) [Karen Mok] C: So gentle you don’t seem like yourself. LYN: Do you know why I was so gentle? Because this song is in the female key. So I could only sing it an octave lower. I can’t not be gentle. If I weren’t then I wouldn’t be able to sing the song. LYN: “So gentle you don’t seem like yourself”... so does that mean that usually in your eyes I am very... callous? No, right? I still LOOK upstanding though, right?

LYN: I used to listen to very loud or noisy songs. But lately I feel I enjoy listening to slow songs more. I imagine I have a glass of red wine, just sitting there listening to slow songs. I can’t say I’m emo, but I am in a very comfortable state. That’s a different way to relax. C: That means you’ve gotten older. LYN: /laughs/ I like listening to slow and gentle songs and that means I’m getting older?? What are you talking about? The songs I’m talking about are MBY’s. Not only have you offended me, you’ve offended everyone who listen to his songs. Let me sing one of his. I didn’t go to his concert for nothing; I came back having learned a song. LYN: What does “No lyrics yet” mean??? MBY, as a singer, is popular enough (to have lyrics) isn’t he? What else do you want?? How can you tell me you don’t have the lyrics? // It’s because I’ve selected the arrangement and since that’s the case the program can’t find the lyrics.  LYN: tsk. /sigh/ Fine, I'll find the lyrics on my phone. C: Ning-ge, didn’t you say you learned it? LYN: That doesn’t mean I have to REMEMBER THE LYRICS, though?? What I meant by “learned” is that I learned the melody. I learned the melody, not how to recite the song. LYN: The lyrics: “Every morning I wake up naturally at 7:30a. The wind chimes are ringing and the clouds are light.” He wrote his own lyrics, too. How well written! -- 平凡的一天 (Ordinary Day) [Mao Buyi] LYN: It’s not because I’m getting old. Just sometimes I think that a nice and quiet song is good to listen to. Of course, I still like those noisy and loud songs. They just give a different feeling. 

C: Sing one of Xue Zhiqian’s. LYN: Do I have to sing a song from all the popular male artists now? XZQ... I really don’t know his newer songs... /ning-ge.jpg/ Also all of his songs are very difficult to sing. I’m afraid to insult his works. Let me search. I’ll sing something for fun. Everything I sing during my streams are for fun. -- 我好像在哪見過你 (I Seem to Have Seen You Somewhere) [Xue Zhiqian] LYN: /shakes his head, no/ I don’t know this one. I’ve heard it before, though. It’s been such a long time since I last sang one of his songs. I used to all the time. I really like him. But it’s been a long time... Let me find an old song that I still remember. -- 方圆几里 (Within a Few Miles) LYN: I think I can do this one. C: 刚刚好 (Just Right) LYN: Let me listen. I used to be able to sing this, but I’ve forgotten now... // I know this one. I’ll sing it. -- 刚刚好 (Just Right) (Take 1) - /sings the first couple of lines/ LYN: Oh, this song! I was bragging to you earlier that I had improved, but I actually forgot a song I used to know before! Excuse me. I’ve sung this before, on a show. Let’s try that again. -- 刚刚好 (Just Right) (Take 2) LYN: It’s been such a long time since I sang this song. I suddenly remembered that I’ve sung it before. So... oh. But it’s already been 5 years since then. Thank you, XZQ-laoshi.

C: I’m dizzy now because of your swaying. LYN: If you’re going to say that, then I have no choice but to turn your words back on you. You’re getting old. What if one day we meet up at an amusement park. If you’re already dizzy after this bit of swaying, then you won’t be able to enjoy any rides with me. Your ticket will go to waste.

LYN: Now let’s find one of Zhou Shen-laoshi’s songs. I said in a stream before, that I would never sing one of ZS or Wu Qingfeng’s songs again. Their songs, to me, have it out for my life. I really can’t sing them. We don’t sing the same type of songs. I really can’t do it. But today, I want to give it a try. Friends, wait for me. I’ll go to the restroom and come back and then find a song to fight for my life with. I’ll find a very high song and lower it an octave to sing. - /singing Big Fish, but kinda scarily XD/ LYN: He’s singing about big fish in the ocean, but we’re talking about fish in the deep sea. He’s on top of the water, but I’m on the ocean floor. Where there are lantern fish. Deep pressure.

LYN: Let me play a video for you. I think I’m running out. I don’t have any new ones to play for you. Later I’ll download some more. Make do for now. Wait for me. -- break #3

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LYN: Alright, I’m back. C: Sing one of WQF’s.  LYN: Later I’ll pick one to try. Of course, I did see the comment telling me to sing my own songs. I’ll sing them, but I’m sure that my fans always hear my songs and are used to them. The other thing is, I just sing for fun in my streams. I’m not here to show off myself. I’m not here trying to gain OST work by showing you what I’ve got. My stream is here for company. I want to sing, play, and chat with you. That’s all there is to it. You don’t need to make it too complicated. No matter whose songs I sing, it’s a show of respect, right? It proves that I listen to and like their songs. Right? I’m paying my respects. The original will always be yyds, of course. So.. this is just for entertainment. LYN: Keep me company. It’s a... Tuesday night. We can play and have some fun. Let me find one of ZS’s songs... I’ll see if it has a track. -- 光亮 (Silver Lining) LYN: /misses the timing to start/ Is it really in such a high key?? This is too high, isn’t it? I was listening to the beginning chords and going over the key in my head. It’s already... up high. // Let me try lowering it an octave.  LYN: ... LYN: How about this- for the places I CAN sing in the normal key, I will. Once it gets too high I’ll switch to a lower octave. This is one method... Let’s try. -- 光亮 (Silver Lining)

C: WQF-laoshi. LYN: I’m honestly a little afraid.

C: Then, Zhang Jie-laoshi’s. LYN: All of his songs pretty such send me to the grave. His high notes are really so high. High notes are not my main thing. My main thing is the /starts singing the more rock-genre ‘爷们要战斗 (Men Fight)’/ Me and high notes go in opposite directions. LYN: 最美的太阳 (Most Beautiful Sun). Let me try it. // There’s no track for it. In this case... his copyrights are tight. C: 天下 (The World) LYN: Didn’t I sing that last time and my voice cracked? I can’t do it all. Remember, it went to my head? Someone had requested it the last time and, not knowing my limits, I tried. It got me worked up. I’ll try it. I’ll sing you a part of it. When it gets too much, I’ll stop. -- 天下 (The World) /stops right before the chorus/ C: Keep going! LYN: Uh.. it seems like you’re cheering me on. I just felt a sliver of support, then. LYN: Friends, there’s a saying that goes “见好就收” (quit while you’re ahead). People can’t be too greedy. If you continue... C: Lower it an octave. LYN: /laughs/ - /picks it up at the chorus; he did it!/ LYN: It goes straight to my head. I got worked up again. C: It’s okay. You can do it. LYN: Honestly, I CAN sing this song now. I just didn’t do it well, because I wanted to show you a comedy. Someone just cheered me on, again. Let me see if I can push through and get this song finished. - /finishes it up/ LYN: I did my best.

LYN: Men- we always try to look tough. But we all know who’s really suffering, don’t we?

C: Sing it through from the start. LYN: I really can’t stand when people cheer me on. If you’re going to be like that, then I’m going to stop streaming. I’m going to sleep. Stop provoking me.

C: Can you see the comments clearly? LYN: I can. Do you think I’ve sung so much that I’m lacking oxygen and can’t see clearly? No, I’m fine.

C: Ning-ge, 左手指月 (Upwards to The Moon). LYN: HAHAHAHAHA. Upwards to the Moon? Um.. .why don’t I just take my head off and give it to you? You’re asking for my life here, aren’t you? I’ll just give it to you. Is that not enough?? My head is yours. Upwards to the Moon... C: Ning-ge, let’s do an octave lower. LYN: You saw right through me. -- 左手指月 (Upwards to The Moon) LYN: Friends, here’s an interesting thing. I can’t even sing it with it lowered an octave. I can’t even sing it on a lower octave. Think about the concept of that. Let me try again. If nothing else, I’ll go all out. - /tries again/ LYN: This song hurts. Singing this song makes me feel like I hurt a lot. It’s not a physical pain, but a mental pain. Ahhh~~! Just these few words- you feel an inexplicable pain. LYN: Very painful. Excruciating pain. LYN: Alright, it;s not worth it. Let’s forget it. C: Bro, forget it. LYN: Are you calling me out?! LYN: I really don’t need to do this to myself. It’s enough already.

C: Ning-ge, you still have to record for your album tomorrow. LYN: Tomorrow... I’m not recording for my album. I have other work, tomorrow.

C: A Mayday song. LYN: Let me see if there’s a track. -- 夜訪吸血鬼 (Interview with the Vampire) LYN: This accompaniment is too noisy. :| But I really like this song. - /thinks of a different song/ -- 你不是真正的快樂 (You Are Not Truly Happy) LYN: I don’t really know it. So... I’ll stop singing it. C: Watching you sing this makes me really happy. LYN: I am very happy, but You Are Not Truly Happy.

LYN: I see you spamming “十年人间” (Shi Nian Ren Jian/DMBJ), but I really don’t know how to sing that song. I’ve heard it, but I don’t know how to sing it. Maybe if there’s a chance the next time I’ll sing it, then.

C: 黑夜一束光 (Praying) LYN: I won’t sing it now because I’ll have a performance in a few days that I’ll be singing it at. In order to leave you with some sense of “freshness”, I’ll save it for my performance. LYN: I’ve gone through all my songs and none of them really have that bright/positive feeling. I’ve mostly sung OSTs, so the majority are emotional songs. Those songs aren’t suitable to sing for particular occasions. I wouldn’t sing “你說愛情啊 (You Say Love)” at a school. Would I be encouraging them to start dating?? That’s not very uplifting. I’ll go to a school and sing 余生只想握紧你的手 (I Want to Hold Your Hand for the Rest of My Life)?? LYN: 意气趁年少 (Be Earnest While You’re Young) will work. It’s more positive, because it centers around learning. There’s a youthful feel, too. -- 意气趁年少 (Be Earnest While You’re Young)

C: Sing 初升 (Rising). LYN: I really haven’t sung this one before. Let me see if there’s a track. // There isn’t. /searches again/ There is. I’ve never sung it live before. Let me give it a try. If I crack then it does not represent my real ability- because this is my own song. -- 初升 (Rising) [Gen Z OST] C: You’ve crushed the original singer. LYN: Em, that’s overpraise. I AM the original singer. This is the theme song for the drama Gen Z. It’s a character song, and my first time singing it live.

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C: 云字诀 (Yun Zi Jue). LYN: I might not be able to sing it in my current condition. /searches for the track/ I can sing you MXT’s version? Oh, it’s the same version. Then, I’ll sing it. -- 云字诀 (Yun Zi Jue) [The Ingenious One OST] - /messes it up. starts over with the excuse he didn’t turn on the special sound effects/ LYN: Later I need to find someone to get these pictures on Kugou Music changed. What IS THIS??

LYN: I’ve already done Thermage treatment and don’t look like this anymore. ^

LYN: Change this picture out. What the heck. Look at these beady and small eyes and eyeliner. I can’t stand it. ^

LYN: This one’s okay. It looks like this fellow is emo. He’s a little depressed. Look at his eyes, full of gloom. His face is chubby, too. ^

LYN: Look at this. This is worse. Look at how big this face is. Oh, my goodness. He looks so bloated. Is your name “Liu Fu Zhong”?? Look at this face. ^

LYN: This one is okay. This one is good. He’s got a good jawline. This one doesn’t look as bad. It’s good. ^

LYN: This is from my concert three years ago. I’m waiting for the audience, looking worried that I won’t have many fans in attendance. ^

 LYN: This one was taken in the early days, when I was in a better condition. We took a whole set of “business” photos. ^

LYN: Look at this one. This one doesn’t want to live anymore. Pretending to be depressed, using his hand to hold up his head. In reality, the head is empty. Look at this guy- head empty. ^

LYN: This one is okay. It’s more recent. I look a little more lively, at least. You can see just a little bit of handsomeness on this face.  ^

LYN: This is also more recent. But at that time I was a little chubby. Look at this big face. It’s even this big AFTER the picture was shopped. Think about what it would look like if it weren’t?? ^

LYN: THIS you can say was when I was at my peak visuals. I took this photo as part of a set for a magazine; there was also a video. This was probably the peak of my visuals. I took these when The Long Ballad was airing. ^

LYN: This is okay. Also more recent. Golden-haired. The Disney look. It was pretty lively. ^ 

LYN: There’s no problem with this one. I think it’s okay. This was a while ago. You can see- his eyes are different. There’s something there. ^

LYN: This one’s a fool. /laughs/ Look at this fool. Look at these eyes. They sure are open wide. Open but soulless. This guy doesn’t have a clue what’s going on. ^

LYN: This is- kind/a little foolish with a side of wandering. He looks youthful, with hopes for the future. ^

LYN: This one is.. more mature. This was taken for the Jiangsu New Year’s event. You can say I was a mature artist by then. I do have eyeliner here, but not as “deadening”. ^

LYN: This one is.. pretending to be young. This should have been for the New Year.. otherwise I wouldn’t be wearing red. But I did look more refined. ^

LYN: This one... has some after-editing. Why do these just keep scrolling? This one is quite nice, though. Curly hair. Hong Kong-style. (?) ^

LYN: This one... he has a stick! Pretending to be Sun Wukong, or what?? At this point, he already has the eyes of an actor. They’re not like the one before, with nothing in them. ^

LYN: This is... over-edited. It’s.. too much. ^

LYN: This one was not too long ago! I look a little... chubbier, here. Look at this baozi-face. ^ LYN: Oh, we came back around. This is the worst one (the first one). LYN: Alright. LYN: /sigh/ LYN: Let’s sing a song. It’s called 云字诀 (Yun Zi Jue). -- 云字诀 (Yun Zi Jue) [The Ingenious One OST] [The Ingenious One OST] LYN: Thanks, everyone. This song is quite nice. I pretty much liked it after my first listen.

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C: I want to hear a Cantonese song. LYN: Don’t rush. Ehm... hold on a minute. Let me go grab something more to drink. I’ll sing for you after I come back. I’m running out of videos to show you, though. Because honestly this stream is running a bit long. I don’t have enough. You can watch it again. Wait for me while I get some water.  -- break #3.5 LYN: I’m back. Hold on, hold on. Let me find a song... (Stay with Me)

C: Where’s Daimi? LYN: She’s sleeping, don’t disturb her. She doesn’t have any schedule today. Let’s not disturb her. Let her sleep. Later, when she wakes up, I’ll call her over.

C: Did you see the ZY wrap trailer? LYN: What are you talking about? Of course I saw it. I acted in it, would I not go watch it? I’ve seen all the trailers for things I’ve acted in. It’s nice. I think in a few days there’ll be... no, never mind. I was just going to say there would be more content out in a short while. It’s a drama we spent several months working on, so I hope you can take a look when it comes out. LYN: Of course, YNGS as well- you have to watch. - /recites his lines from the trailer/ LYN: I remember it, because I only have so many. C: I support Ning Yuanzhou being abducted by aliens in the end. LYN: Have to taken a peek at the script? I admit it- at the end NYZ is taken away by aliens. The ending is a big suspense. He’s fighting with someone and in the very end, when it looks like he is about to win, a flash of light crosses the sky. A UFO appears and takes NYZ away. Why does it end like this? In preparation for a second season. The first part is called “Yi Nian Guan Shan”; the second part is called “Yi Nian Kai He”. Close (Guan) to Open (Kai). Mountain (Shan) to River (He). In the second season called YNKH- the UFO comes back in the first episode. NYZ has amnesia.  C: “Er Nian Guan Shan” is easier to remember. C: “Yi Nian Guan Si”. LYN: What is that?? If the first part is called “Yi Nian Guan Shan”, then the second should be “Er Nian Guan Shan.” The third part is “San Nian Guan Shan”. If we make it all the way to season 11, would it be called “Shi Yi Nian Guan Shan”? LYN: We should call it “Yi Nian Guan Qi” (Guan Qi, the character from SYXSSYX, who was “abducted by aliens”). C: Negotiating more scenes for yourself in a second season? LYN: No- our screenwriter is Zhang Wei-laoshi. She likes to use people’s names, and she has her own “Zhang Wei Universe.” I don’t mean any disrespect. It’s just that a lot of her male characters across stories have a connection to each other. The detailed people will have found out. If you watch her dramas you’ll find that some names appear across the universes. For example our drama will mention the name of a character in a different one of her dramas. What was the name of the male lead in A Dream of Splendor? I think it was Gu Qianfan, right? In this drama, my name is Yuanzhou. Qianfan and Yuanzhou- don’t you think there has to be some relation there? [t/n: part of a common saying] LYN: We’re all part of Zhang Wei-laoshi’s written universe. It’s possible that when she writes a script in the future, there will be a character called Ning Yuanzhou in it. The other day she posted something to her friend circle- I think it might have been at the wrap party and she complimented me! I forgot exactly what she said, at the time I had a bit to drink. But I promised her that if he character Ning Yuanzhou ever showed up in another one of her works, I wouldn’t just let it be a name on a page- I would come to act for her. I would cameo for her, as long as she continues to write and write about NYZ. - /fan makes a side comment asking about how much he drank.how many dishes he has to eat/ LYN: So, friends. Don’t think that I am being unfair only to you. Because I don’t exclusively makes “pies” for you, either. I have nothing against you, that I make “empty promises”. Don’t assume that just because ZW-laoshi is a very amazing screenwriter that I won’t make “pies” for her, too. No- all are treated equal. // After this story, do you feel more at ease? I’m not only like this to you. I make pies for other laoshis to eat, too. XD LYN: But if she ever comes to look for me, I really do have to go. How could I not?? But... I’ll probably have something else going on when that time comes. I might have something else to do... but it’s not for sure! If she asks me, I have to make the time. I have to make good on my promise.

C: You drank four cans already. LYN: It’s not four. I probably have more... Oh. It is four! You got me. Four, and a can of coffee.  LYN: Why are you keeping track of how many cans I’m drinking?? Are you going to take these to recycle? Should I mail them to you? C: You’ll get water swollen. LYN: What are you talking about? It’s a food thing to drink plenty of water. I don’t care about being bloated; I’m not going to be on camera tomorrow anyway. It’s fine. C: Give me the cans. I’ll sell them for money. LYN: Okay. Pay the postage yourself. I’ll send you these four cans, but pay the postage. C: The sugar content is high. LYN: No- this is just carbonated water. There’s no sugar/flavor. It’s just water.

C: The rising star of 2023- is that you? LYN: What an interesting question. I don’t get what you mean. From your language, I hear a story. That is, one day, you were surfing the internet when you inexplicably came across a fortune telling stream. The host posted an article that read, “In 2023, in this industry, there will be a rising star. A superstar will appear in the year of 2023.” They might have seen something like that, Am I right? Isn’t this story very complete? I extrapolated it out of just a few words. They probably saw someone post something like that. And then, in that moment, they thought that this prediction was describing me. They saw me streaming and they thought that they could see a purple aura from me. LYN: Look, I have lights here. So this friend thought, “Is it you?” Here’s the thing- I hope it is. If you ask me, of course I would hope its about me. Everyone wants to climb to the peak, right? But I’m guessing this “rising star” isn’t me. There are all sorts of highly skilled people are are just on the verge of popularity- why don’t you go ask them? It’s probably not me. You can go and ask them. I’m not- go ask someone else. LYN: I want to keep both feet on the ground, because I’m tall. If I climb too fast it might be too unstable. I’ll keep both feet on the floor- take it one step at a time to try one thing after another. I want to accumulate my viewers and their interests, and accumulate my own experience. That’s my path. Let’s not mess with any “rising stars.” LYN: Many stars pass in the blink of an eye. They’re shooting stars. So.. I don’t want to be a star. I’ll be... a little white rabbit. LYN: Now I want to gift you with a nice song. -- 感覺自己是巨星 (Think I’m a Superstar) [Mao Buyi] LYN: /to the tune of the song/ ~ Superstar, superstar we love you. Quickly, listen to us give you “rainbow farts” (excessive compliments). In our eyes, you’re the youngest. ~ LYN: So, friends. I would like to bear witness to exactly who this “rising star” is together with you. Who will it be? Let’s anticipate it! I’m also very curious! Let’s find out who it will be.

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- /Daimi barking/ LYN: Why are you being so mean? What do you have to be angry about? LYN: She’s awake. - /gives her the mic/ LYN: Weren’t you barking earlier? Come on, say something. Sing.

C: The rising star is Daimi. LYN: Are you talking about her? Let’s hope so. LYN: Once I said “rising star” she got angry- I mean- she woke up. I hope my female artist can be popular. 

- /Daimi, licking his arm/ LYN: Enough of that! She keeps licking me. -/Daimi tries to lick him again/ LYN: ! Do you want me to stop streaming? You’re trying to get me to stop, is that it? Okay, I understand. Sorry, friends. I need to stop streaming now because Daimi was pushing my hand away. She doesn’t want me to stream anymore. She doesn’t want me to stream- she’s about to eat my mouse. - /Daimi tries to lick his hand again/ LYN: Tsk. That’s enough...  - /makes her wave/

- /dancing/ - /promptly puts her on the floor/ LYN: /to Daimi/ Go play, go play. Don’t bother me. It’s time to work.

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C: Ning-ge, could you wish me well on my exam? LYN: Of course I can. I hope that tomorrow, or all of this week- everyone who is preparing to take the NCEE is in good spirits and can have a good result. Let’s amaze the world with one brilliant feat and reach for the stars. - /had said the proverb wrong, initially/ LYN: Excuse me. See- this is what an uncultured person will do. They’ll say the wrong thing. People who haven’t taken the NCEE will mis-read the phrasing. - /makes up for it by saying a bunch more (correctly)/

C: Ning-ge, could you bless me with passing the 16th level (?)? LYN: Am I a tortoise? Is my stream a wishing well? And I am the tortoise in that pond? You’ve come to me with your wishes? Then, why aren’t you throwing me any money? You should at least leave an offering, before making a wish. This is just... forceful wishing. What you’re doing is taking game money to throw into the pond, to trick me. LYN: I’m sure you’ll pass. Do well on the test! LYN: In order to become the “Rising Star of 2023″ like mentioned earlier, from now on I will change my name. I’ll be Liu Ziwei. Don’t call me Liu Yuning anymore. From now on I will be known as Liu Ziwei.

LYN: Friends, how many of you are watching my stream for the first time? How may of you are first-timers? If this is your first time watching or if you don’t watch often, you can subscribe to my weibo. I am Modern Brothers Liu Yuning. Here’s the thing with my streams- most of the time I’m speaking nonsense. Don’t take anything to heart and don’t fall for any tricks. If you take this too seriously then it becomes meaningless. That just proves that you are too innocent. Only believe about 20% of what I say here. Most of the time I will use an amusing or joking delivery to communicate with my fans and make the people who maybe don’t necessarily hate me stay a while. Just listen to my stream for entertainment. Don’t fall for what I say. Okay? I’m not capable of teaching you any lessons or opinions. Just listen for entertainment. C: Before you told us to believe 30% of what you said. How did it dwindle to only 20%? LYN: /sigh/ It used to be that I wasn’t very strict with what I said, so it ended up that people had a lot to hold against me. I was ridiculed for my words. Though it might not have been my intention, I was honestly too careless with what I said. So now my game plan is to say more nonsense and avoid more... sensitive topics. It’s fine as long as you are okay and I am okay, and everyone is happy. 

C: Will you sing a Cantonese song? LYN: I don’t know very many. Let me sing this for you. -- 无赖 (Rascal) [Ronald Cheng] LYN: Listen for entertainment. I’m a North-easterner, after all. My Cantonese is very poor. I know that. So.. it’s for fun. Someone earlier said “You’re Cantonese is skewing!” I don’t know what they meant by that, but probably that my pronunciation was off. It’s alright. 

LYN: Let me think... what other Cantonese songs do I know? What else do I know...? C: Once you start speaking the Dongbei dialect comes out. LYN: What else did you expect?

C: I’m a Cantonese person. I can say, it sounded very nice! LYN: You really are clever at speaking. “I’m a Cantonese person, I can say it sounded very nice... but it wasn’t accurate.”

C: First Love. LYN: Oh~ -- 初恋 (First Love)

C: I’m going to throw up. (bc of the video and swaying) LYN: Your age...? Forget about you- I’M a little nauseous. LYN: Is my stream over-trying to be cool? It’s slightly over. LYN: This is too eye-searing, yeah? Okay. Let’s stick with this effect for the... “middle-aged”.

LYN: I thought of a song just now. I REALLY really like it. -- 一生所爱 (Lifelong Love)  LYN: If there’s a chance later I’ll sing it properly for you. I don’t really have much strength left, today.

- /Daimi barks/ LYN: :| What are you barking at?

-- 倩女幽魂 (A Chinese Ghost Story)

LYN: That’s about it. It’s about time, friends. Thank you for keeping me company and for your support. I told you I would stream until you threw up. In terms of length, today’s stream didn’t let you down, did it? I accidentally saw a little earlier, how long I’ve streamed for. Right now it’s... four hours and thirty-five minutes. C: Don’t go! Don’t! LYN: I’ve been streaming for four and a half hours. That’s not a small amount. If i keep streaming /I’M/ going to throw up. You’re over there lying on your bed and snacking on melon seeds, but I’ve been over here yelling and singing, moving my mouth for four and a half hours! Now you’re telling me you don’t want me to go?? I’m going to throw up! I’m not streaming until you throw up, I’m streaming until /I/ feel like throwing up, now. Do you think you’re the only one who sees that violently shaking video and gets dizzy? I get dizzy too! I’m older in age- you all know that. C: You still turn it on, even though it makes you dizzy? LYN: I just wanted to give you the best experience in such a simple stream, didn’t I?? I didn’t want you to feel like I was just sitting in a room. I wanted to give you some stage effects, so that you can immerse yourself. I do this all so you can feel included- even this laugh sound. It’s all so you can immerse yourself in this room and the mood. Even though I’ve made myself nauseous- I still have to power through and stream for you. It’s all for the immersive experience, is that not enough??

LYN: It’s about time. If you still haven’t subscribed to my weibo, please do so. I am Modern Brothers Liu Yuning. I thank you all for keeping me company and for watching my stream. Even if you’ve only been watching for thirty minutes or if you’ve been here from the start. I thank you. I hope to see you in the next one, alright? I hope you had a relaxing, wonderful, and happy night. It was great to have you and I hope you had fun. See you next time! Goodnight, everyone!

#Liu Yuning #lyn livestream #(4:40:00) #album/concert chat #entertainment industry observation #new hobby? #dogs chat #laughing in the face of antis #osts and pricing #playing with filters #some singing #including zs's 光亮 #! #左手指月 (Upwards to the Moon) #HAHAH #lyn's biggest anti is himself #daimi time #[i forgot how to Chinese???] #[it's been a long two weeks friends]

[sellmyhousefastgeorgiaus]

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[kayime]

btw when did Momo got d piercing device???

he's day be like..get injured by d snake n then recuperate on he tian house n der goes dat diner disaster n got on d police detention then bailed out by big bro

next we got d run away arc, goes around in a circle and back to he tian house to be court to dance n diner with jianxi couple, go to school in d morning

after that we got jian yi fiasco n fierce Momo got his battle armor_d jacket ransacked snake lair n He tian + Q ge n d gang got d situation contain.

aaand we got d soup flavour kiss..then he( Momo) hand in dat device

so, when did Momo get his hand on d stuff??? or simpler one, when did he buy it?

#19 days #old xian #tianshan #he tian #mo guan shan #question

[e-e-research]

'Crucifixion'. Nikolai Nikolaevich Ge. 1892. Oil on canvas.

"Nicholas started to write "the Crucifixion" in 1884, the year– says daughter-in-law GE, Catherine, – and I never thought he was this painting wrote: so much he rewrote it and so with her pain. All were dissatisfied expression of his thoughts".

The last days of the earthly life of the Savior (the passion of the Christ) have become a Central theme in the later works of GE. But none of his works, "the passion" did not find approval or understanding of his contemporaries. For example, a picture "What is truth?"removed from the XVIII traveling exhibition "Sanhedrin court"forbidden to exhibit, and "Crucifixion" in General was not allowed to the General public. Known reaction of Emperor Alexander III at this picture of GE. According to one memoir versions, he uttered only one word: "A massacre!" The other group, commented: "...we still somehow understand, but people... he will never appreciate, it will never be clear".

But we must pay tribute to of hardness GE: he never tried to adapt to the tastes of the General public, trusting more their own taste and feel than the opinions of others. For this reason, GE very seldom worked to order, he needed creative freedom. He confessed that all his life tried to write of Christ, "who lives in his soul."and then mocked him: "But my flesh is weak, so write portraits".

The theme of the crucifixion was for Kye particularly important, but particularly challenging: on different versions of the painting he worked until the last days of his life. To put "Crucifixion" was officially impossible, because GE was showing "inappropriate" picture in the apartments of friends.

Leo Tolstoy saw the "Crucifixion" in the house Strannolyubsky, acquaintances who have agreed to "shelter" themselves from the disgraced cloth, and found that it's best "Crucifixion" in the world of painting: "The first time I saw (finally!) the picture of this terrible tragedy, in all its untidy nesongano and horror. I could not get away from the picture and never forgot the first incomparable impressions. How many thousands of paintings of "decent" and "not offending anyone", but entire galleries and museums I would give for one this picture is insulting the huge crowds of people, the audience, almost everyone."

The path of "Crucifixion" in France

Variants of the "Crucifixion" was created, the fate of some of them are still not known. The image of the head of the crucified Christ (1, 2), which are preliminary sketches to a large "Crucifixion", are stored in the Kiev Museum of Russian art. Well, the version of "crucifixion" of 1892, the year did unusual and a long way from the Ukrainian village of Ivanovskoe, where Nikolai GE lived the last 18 years of his life, to the Paris Museum d'orsay.

After the sudden death in 1894, his sons were faced with the problem of preserving his father's legacy. Wills Kyo left, and on the paintings of "the passion" is under threat of seizure: the police could confiscate "unreliable". Came to the rescue of Leo Tolstoy. He offered to hide the picture of Kye in Yasnaya Polyana. Children Kye agreed and moved the work of his father in the Studio of Tatiana Lvovna, a daughter of the writer. Thick few years had sent numerous letters Pavel Tretyakovpersuading to buy GE and maybe in the future to create a Museum of the artist. Tretyakov answered reluctantly, not hide the fact that late work GE he does not understand and finds it "non-fiction", but under pressure of prestige of Tolstoy agreed to accept the paintings and drawings in its collection, but their exposition is that speech could not be. In 1898 Tretyakov died and his heirs did not object, when the sons of GE wished to regain part of the collection, among them "the Crucifixion" of 1892. In 1900, the son of GE, also Nicholas, like his father, moved from Russia to Switzerland and brought with him a part of his father's works. In Russia the younger GE never came back. Over time, he will receive French citizenship (after all, his great-grandfather Mathieu GE was French). His son Ivan (grandson of the artist) will fight in the First world war on the side of the French army and die. In memoriam Nikolai GE the younger gave his father's Crucifixion by the churches of that French town, where they buried Ivan. Only in 1981, the year the picture came to the national Museum of modern art in Paris, and from there was transferred to the d'orsay.

#painting #religious art #artwork #Russian art

[rarepears]

BROCON BROCON BROCON!!! Ahem, sorry about that, but since were bringing other AU's back could we have more of that AU where Shen Jiu reincarnates into the modern world and has Shen Yu as a better big brother compared to Yue Qingyuan. What are some ways that Shen Yu dotes on Shen Jiu? Does he have people spend weeks or months tracking down a specific painting as a present to his little brother? Constantly buys him stuff for no reason? And what were some of Shen Jiu's outrageous demands?

Always happy to write more content of old AUs when people have questions or have something specific that they want to see more of!

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Shen Yuan: My backpack is a little worn out. The next day: Shen Yuan finds 10 new backpacks sitting innocuously in the middle of his bedroom. Each one is of a different style.

One is a luxury bag with the words, in very very big text, GUCCI. There's a cute sleek black leather briefcase, there's a sturdy laptop backpack that claims to be made specifically for mountain-hiking (why????) with lots of padding along the straps. There's a rustic rucksack that Shen Yuan recalled seeing on instagram - it was trendy apparently.

And a bunch more backpacks.

Shen Yuan wants to throw his hands up. He doesn't need a dozen backpacks in his daily life! It's annoying switching between backpacks everyday. He just wants to stuff his usual items (a pack of tissues, sunglasses, charger cables, etc.) in his backpack and forget about it until he suddenly needs them in the middle of class or when he's in the airport.

Not have to remember to pack each and every thing every time he plans on leaving the house.

Damnit da-ge.

-

Shen Jiu asked Shen Yu to arranged for a music concert for his birthday. He wanted to perform a couple pieces with an orchestra.

Shen Yu invited the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra.

#shen jiu's brocon brother au #shen jiu #svsss ideas #svsss au #svsss #scumbag self saving system #shen qingqiu #shen yuan #prompt fill

[obxismylife2]

Hello, could you write threesome with Rafe x JJ x Y/N? I see them being super competitive during it:)

"God Rafe how many times do I have to tell you I don't know," I covered my face with my hands in frustration and leaned my back against the couch. I couldn't stand Rafe's constant questions about JJ. Because he'd heard that I liked JJ, so he thought I'd sleep with him immediately.

"Oh come on, I know you want to do it with him, I just still can't figure out why," he leaned his arm on the back of the couch and fixed his gaze on me. More specifically on my chest because of the tank top Sarah made me wear.

I'm at the Camerons' now. Ward and Rose aren't home and Wheezie's sleeping over at a friend's house, so here I am with Rafe and Sarah. Well, before it got dark, we sat by the pool and talked quietly. When we decided it was the best time to go inside, Sarah and I were shivering with cold. Rafe rolled his eyes at that and we parted to the glass doors of their patio when Sarah pushed me and I fell into the water.

Of course she did it on purpose, because she wants me to hook up with her brother so I’d be at their house all the time and she would be able to hang out with me. She claims he's completely different with me than he normally is. Of course I don't buy it. That's total bullshit. Not that people can't change, but in Rafe's case, I doubt it. I highly doubt it.

Rafe ran to get me a towel so I could dry off a little and when he came back he couldn't take his eyes off me. Even though I was wearing a sports bra, I didn't want to pinch myself in a push-up bra, so my nipples were just as visible as if I hadn't been wearing any bra. Rafe couldn't forgive himself a glance or two at my chest while I was drying off.

Sarah took me to her room, where she lent me a pair of shorts and a tank top with a neckline that went down to perhaps my stomach. At first I refused because of Rafe, he was already quite a spectacle outside the pool, but Sarah gave me no choice so I put it on. Anyway, when we came into the living room to see Rafe, his eyes immediately jumped to my semi-exposed breasts. I gave him a little nudge not to do that, but during the ensuing conversation his eyes occasionally leaked to my chest, but I pretended not to notice.

"First of all, how do you know I want to do that, and second of all, have you seen him shirtless before?" JJ looks really irresistible shirtless. I'd be lying if I said I didn't bite my lip at that moment and didn‘t think about how good he'd look on top of me. Or below me. Well, whatever.

"No, and I don't want to," Rafe held up his hands in a surrendering gesture and propped the back of his head up with them as he stared at the TV, which was running some show on Netlfix. We sat in silence for a moment, watching the TV, until Rafe stopped it and turned his torso towards me.

"What do you like about him?" He asked bluntly, squinting his eyes a little. It was like he was trying to read what I thought of JJ from my eyes. I actually like JJ, a lot, but I'm afraid he doesn't feel that way.

I mean, he's always catching up with Kie, and they've been out alone together a few times, so I think there's something between them, and if there is, I don't want to be the one to ruin it. I'd rather wallow in a sea of sadness.

"Everything, actually. He's a really nice guy, he can listen, he's attentive, he compliments my looks whenever he gets the chance and sometimes he sort of gently puts his arm around my waist or on my thigh when we're alone," I daydreamed a little.

I remembered the moment when JJ did it for the first time and my heart raced so hard I could hear it in my ears. We were sitting with the pogues at Kie's parents' restaurant and JJ did it secretly. No one noticed, except for me.

"You mean like this?" He moved closer to me and put his hand on my thigh. His palm felt nice and warm against my cool skin, it was from the pool, and my breath caught as he gently squeezed my flesh. My gaze landed on his hand. His thumb gently stroked the outside of my thigh. I raised my head to his and just watched as his face got closer and closer.

"Rafe, what are you doing?" My voice was much quieter than I had originally planned. If the room hadn't been sepulchral silent, he would have easily overheard my question.

"What I should have done a long time ago," his other hand was pressed to my cheek and in an instant his lips were pressed against mine. I froze in place, not knowing what to do. After a moment I realized what was happening and pulled away from him.

"Rafe, this isn't working," I shook my head from side to side and put my fingers to my lips. "Why? Because you like him? What does he have to offer you that I don't, Y/N? I'll prove to you that I'm so much better than him," he kept leaning in and trying to kiss me again, but I dodged every time.

"A lot of things!"

"Like what?" Rafe put on a slightly jealous face. Was he jealous that I liked JJ and not him? "Please don't make me compare the two of you just because your ego told you to," I got up from the couch and started pacing back and forth.

"Oh yes, Y/N. What makes you think he could satisfy you and I don't?"

"My cock," I was terribly scared when a male voice came from behind me. I turned around and couldn't believe my eyes.

"JJ? How did you get in here?" I went to hug him, and before we pulled away from each other completely, he gave me a kiss on the cheek, but in a way that Rafe wouldn't see.

"Sarah let me go when she was just leaving to see John. She said she texted you, but you didn't text her back," he pointed out and I frowned a little. What does he mean? I took my phone out of my back pocket and looked at Sarah's messages. Oh yeah, I had the sound turned down the whole time, that's why I couldn't hear anything.

"Geez, I must have accidentally turned the sound off, that's why I didn't hear it," I put my phone back in my pocket and looked at Rafe. He had a suspicious smirk on his face that I didn't like at all. It looked like he was up to something, but I don't know what.

"Listen JJ, Y/N here told me you're better in bed than me," Rafe folded his arms on his chest and smiled faintly. I reached out my hand, intending to punch him, but JJ grabbed my wrist and turned me to face him.

"JJ, I didn't really say that. I swear to god. We didn't even have sex, so how could I compare you two?" JJ didn't seem to mind. Rather, he was smiling. But so cool. Like he was up to something, too.

"And you want to compare?" He asked out of nowhere, his eyes tracing me from top to bottom. Wait what? Did I hear right? Did JJ really just ask me if I wanted a threesome with him and Rafe? I stared at him in disbelief, expecting him to say something like, that was just a joke, I tricked you, but nothing. JJ's eyes moved from mine to Rafe behind me, and then back to me.

"So what do you think? Would you go to a threesome with me and Rafe?" I just kept staring at him, not making a sound. I turned to Rafe to see if they were both serious and he nodded his head in response. I swallowed and focused my gaze back on JJ. He let go of my wrist, which was still in his palm, and stepped away from me.

"At least this way you'll be able to match us up to see who's better," Rafe adds, and my gaze immediately dropped to him. He took slow steps towards me, shortening the distance between us.

He took my chin between his thumb and forefinger and lifted my head so he could look into my eyes. "You're going to love this," he kissed me softly on the lips, which he then moved to my neck. While he concentrated on my neck, I concentrated on his hand which slowly traveled down my body and stopped at my crotch.

Even through my underwear and shorts, I could very well feel the bellies of his fingers gliding lightly towards my entrance. I closed my eyes and let a fleeting sigh leave my mouth. Suddenly, I felt another pair of hands massaging my ass. I turned my head and saw JJ.

"So what do you think, Y/N? Are you going to let us make you cum as hard as you dreamed?" JJ whispered in my ear with passion in his voice and I closed my eyes, thinking about it.

It's a very strange thought, but on the other hand, my body is horny right now, and if I said no, I'd have to cum myself, so why not. "Oh, yes," I moaned lightly as Rafe's hand reached into my shorts and panties and ran his fingers over my throbbing clit. Rafe chuckled at that and intensified his action in my panties until I grabbed his hand and moaned loudly. Rafe took his hand out of my panties and shorts and they both pulled away from me.

„Let’s go upstairs, shall we?“ Rafe asked with the biggest smirk I have ever seen on his lips and held out his hand to me. I turned to JJ who was already on his way past me. He stopped at the stairs and stared at me the same way as Rafe.          

I slowly reached out my hand to Rafe's and squeezed it. Rafe smiled at me even more and led me up the stairs to his room. JJ was following close behind us and his hand was on my ass, so that as I walked up each step, my ass moved from side to side under his palms. After we climbed the stairs, Rafe led us down a long hallway all the way to the end where the door to his room was. He let me take the handle and open the door.

I walked in first and looked around. The place was tidy. But not the kind of tidy where you throw all the clothes that are lying around on the floor on a chair and you're done. But tidy as in really tidy. Like Rafe was planning on inviting me into his room. It's like Rafe had it all planned out.

"You knew I'd say yes, so you cleaned your room just for me?" I turned to Rafe, who was leaning against the closed door just like JJ. Only he was leaning against the wall next to it. The corners of Rafe's mouth lifted into a beautiful smile and he shook his head yes. "Awww," I walked over to him, taking his face in my hands and stroking his cheeks with my thumbs.

"That's so nice, Rafe," I pressed my lips to his and let him explore my mouth with his tongue. While Rafe and I were kissing, JJ stood behind me and his hands grabbed the elastic of my shorts and pulled them and my panties down to my ankles. He then stood close behind me and began to mark the territory of my neck with his lips.

Rafe's hands slid under my tank top and began to massage my breasts. In return, I raked my fingers through his hair and tugged lightly on it as he pinched my nipple between his fingers. We pulled away from each other and I lifted my hands upwards. Rafe immediately pulled off my tank top and tossed it to the floor.

JJ picked me up in his arms and walked with me over to the bed, where he subsequently threw me as well. I was literally sinking into the mattress as Rafe had it soft. Rafe crawled in sideways to me and started kissing me hungrily and furiously. I ran my hands into his hair and moaned into Rafe's mouth when I felt a fleeting kiss on my lower abdomen.

I automatically spread my legs for JJ and let him taste me. He ran his tongue slowly over my entrance a couple of times and then entered me with his tongue. I moaned into Rafe‘s mouth again, louder this time, and pulled him even closer to me. While Rafe was busy making sure my lips were swollen, JJ was trying to pleasure me. And that he was succeeding.

His tongue played with my clit as his fingers teased me by pulling themselves in a little and then pulling out. Before Rafe fully separated, he bit my bottom lip, causing me to let out a painful sigh. I took off his tank top and looked at JJ, who had just pulled away from me so he could remove his clothes. I unbuttoned Rafe's shorts as well and let him pull them down.

Two strong palms wrapped around my thighs and pulled me to the edge of the bed where JJ knelt down and buried his face between my legs. He darted his tongue inside me and massaged my clit with his thumb in circular motions.

„Holy fuck,“ Rafe climbed onto the bed next to my head, holding his cock in his hand and looking at me with passion in his eyes. "You look so amazing when you're all naked and lying like that in front of me ready to take my cock in your mouth." I brought my hand to his dick and stroke it with my hand. His hand grabbed my hair and tilted my head back a little. I opened my mouth, stuck my tongue out at him and slowly slid his cock into my mouth.

I pushed it straight in as deep as I could, making him throw his head back and let out a silent groan. I immediately started moving my head back and forth and let him feel my hair as much as he wanted.

I sucked Rafe faster, the sounds of my lips sucking him growing louder and louder. He looked down at my mouth around his cock, making him feel weak and gritting his teeth. JJ pushed his fingers deeper inside me and started sucking my clit harder than before, my moans making Rafe getting louder. I pull away from Rafe so I can get rid of the groans stuck in my throat. JJ was doing a great job.

„Oh my god, JJ, please, stop“ I put my hand on his head and tried to pull him away, but he insisted on making me feel good.

"Relax and let JJ do his thing. You'll have another chance to cum. Around my cock," Rafe said, stroking my cheek with his thumb and moving it, reached my bottom lip, then he parted from my upper lip. I opened my mouth and he put his thumb in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around his finger and started sucking hard on him as I felt my orgasm approaching. JJ sped his fingers inside me and toyed with my clit like crazy I had to pull away from Rafe’s finger.

"Oh my god, J…" I exclaimed as I felt a very strong sensation forming in my lower abdomen. JJ was sucking on my clit like he wanted to enjoy the last sips of the drink he's drinking through a straw. And his fingers were moving at the speed of light. I looked back at Rafe and let him push his fingers back into my mouth. In a few more seconds, I finally climaxed and cum on JJ's fingers. Rafe pulled his fingers out of my mouth and shut me up my smashing his lips onto mine.

As I came down from my high, JJ made sure I was completely clean, then continued to eat me, almost sending me into a high again, but he pulled away before that could happen. I groaned a little as I lost physical contact with his mouth and watched what he's doing.

He unzipped his shorts and tossed them with his underwear, then walked over to the other side of my head, since Rafe was on my left side, and brought his lips to my neck, where he began to leave slow and sloppy kisses. Meanwhile Rafe climbed between my legs and teased me a bit with the tip of his cock, causing me to moan even more. Rafe guided himself inside of me, while JJ kissed my neck and slowly moved to my collarbones as he stroked himself

Rafe let out a strangled moan, taking his time before going slightly faster. „Oh, fuck,“ he said. „You’re so tight.“ JJ moved his mouth down to my breasts where he sucked on my nipples, swirling his tongue around each of them and pulling at them with his lips, teasing them with his teeth.

I gasped at the feeling of his soft lips. I reached out to JJ when he moved with his kisses back to my neck. The warmth of his mouth and the feel of Rafe inside of me sent bolts of electricity through my body. „Oh my God,“ I choked.

„Yeah, that’s it, baby. Moan for us, let your body response to our actions,“ Rafe said, panting. JJ pulled away from my neck and kissed my lips. But it wasn't like Rafe had done before. JJ didn't mean to cause my lips to swell, instead he was very gentle and careful. He knew very well that my lips were a little sore right now from Rafe, so he made sure that his lips were as soft as possible. Rafe rested one hand on the mattress next to my hips while with the other he grabbed my thigh and lifted my leg up, giving me a new angle of pleasure.

I reached my hand up to JJ’s cock and started moving with my hand in a quick pace. JJ tilted his head back in pleasure with his mouth fully open and grabbed my head with one hand. „Oh yes, fuck. You’re such a good girl, taking my cock so good,“ breathless, he leaned down to kiss my forehead, pulling his dick out of my mouth. I looked up at him and pulled his head towards me but this time it was me who pressed my lips to his and controlled the kiss.

JJ let me explore his mouth with my tongue and when I was satisfied with tasting his mouth, he took control over our kiss himself and his hand moved from my face to my chest. He squeezed one of my breasts and I moaned into his mouth as I was about to have my second orgasm tonight.

„Rafe?“ I whimpered.

„I’m gonna come soon.“ He pulled himself out of me and added: „Not yet, baby.“ He looked at JJ who nodded and they switched their places. As JJ slowly brought himself inside of me, Rafe climbed up to my right and pressed his lips to mine. The moment our lips touched, they started hurting me again since he last kissed me.

I groaned as he kissed me roughly like before and continued. JJ pushed as deep as he could inside me and started moving slowly making me whimper. I put my hand in Rafe’s hair and tugged, letting him know he was really hurting my lips. He pulled away, but our foreheads were still touching.

„You have to suffer, baby. I really love your lips they’re so fucking perfect. I can’t help myself. When I look at them the only thing I want to do is to kiss them so hard they’ll bleed and you’ll beg me to stop,“ he leaned forward a little to kiss my forehead and then turned to kiss my lips. Gentle at first and a few second later it was rough again.

I’m not saying I wasn’t enjoying it. The pain caused me to arch my back, allowing me and JJ a slightly better angle for satisfaction and I was once again on my way to orgasm. JJ was moving faster, but he wasn’t really taking me to another peak. I needed much faster movement.

„Fuck, please go faster,“ I begged JJ. But he didn’t listen, probably because he’s too close. Rafe pulled away from my lips and just watched me squirming in pleasure. „Rafe,“ I shifted my gaze to Rafe, my eyes pleading. He stopped adoring my body and focused on me. He recognized in my eyes what I was trying to tell him and smirked.

He said to JJ, „Move.“ Rafe nudged him out of the way. Rafe’s eyes met mine again as if asking if I’m ready. He grabbed my ankles and placed them onto his shoulders. He grabbed my hips hard and pushed himself in me. I gasped at the feel of him stretching me out, since he’s a lot thicker than JJ.

JJ watched with his hand around his cock, breathing heavily. Rafe started off slowly but only for a few seconds before his skin claps against mine. My hand clutched at the bedsheets and a cry escaped my throat every time he pushed in me. I tighten around him while his hips pushed into me. He watched my every expression, watching the way he made me feel. My mouth opened and my moans got caught in my throat. JJ’s fingers raked through my hair.

„Shit, baby, you look so hot right now.“ But I looked at Rafe. He nodded at me, once, to let me know to come. I tighten, tighten, tighten around him, my back arches, and I grabbed at JJ’s shoulder while I poured out around Rafe and cried out louder than I did with JJ. Longer than I did with JJ.

Rafe’s grunts got louder and louder, and he pushed into me so hard, he moved me across the bed, and then exploded on my belly. I watched, feeling turned on all over again, but I hadn’t caught my breath yet. As Rafe came down and my muscles relaxed, JJ said: „And what about me, darling?“ I lazily turned my head to JJ and looked at his cock in his hand, longing for my touch.

„Just…give me a minute,“ I said. Rafe smirked, climbing off the bed. He did exactly what he wanted to do to me. He wanted to make me breathless without any energy to do anything after that. „Just use your mouth,“ JJ said to me.

I could barely move. Rafe did a great job. I reached for JJ‘s hand and pulled him closer to the bed. I tried to get up somehow, but I couldn’t. My legs were so weak that I couldn’t get up, so I fell onto my stomach on the bed. At least my neck didn’t hurt. I lifted my head, opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue. JJ smiled at me, the tip of his cock brushing against my lips before pushing it in and back out.

I wrapped my hand around the base of JJ’s cock. I put my mouth around his tip and started sucking him off. JJ moaned and praised me, and the more he told me how good it feels, the faster I went until I shifted onto my elbows and knees. Rafe took advantage of the space beneath me and lay down underneath me so his nose brushed against my clit making me arch my back and make me moan with pleasure.

The vibrations that I made with my mouth excited JJ even more until he tilted his head back and his breathing started to get  faster. I was suffocating so I pulled  JJ’s dick out of my mouth and at that moment I felt Rafe teasing me with his tongue sliding across my folds.

„Oh fuck, Rafe. No, don’t do that, I can’t, I can’t-,“ I pleaded, but he just hummed, sending vibrations through my body and wrapped his arms around my thighs so he could bring my pussy closer to his face. He quickly pushed his tongue in and out od me, then started doing it over and over again. „Rafe, I can’t, please. You have to st-„ I gasped when he pulled at my clit with his teeth, just enough to spike a new feeling of pleasure zapping through me.

JJ run his hand down my bare back and slapped my ass, making me push my pussy harder to Rafe’s mouth. JJ grabbed my breast and squeezed it. I could feel Rafe’s muscles tense, he didn’t like how JJ grabbed my breast. He would probably want to punch him in the face. He gripped my thighs tighter and started accelerating with his tongue. My body reacted by pulling away from him, but the further I backed away, the faster his tongue moved. My body weakened, giving up. Rafe is going to kill me. Or, at the very least he’ll make me faint.

„I’m gonna cum, fuck,“ JJ groaned. I could feel another wave of pleasure approaching and before I could say or imply anything, Rafe forced me to cum into his mouth with a loud cry, my walls flexing aggressively around his tongue as he collected every last drop of me. Rafe savored every drop that escaped me and licked me clean, making me almost fall on him.

JJ pushed his cock deep into my throat and held it for a while and then I felt the hot liquid running down my throat. Before Rafe clímbed out from under me, he pulled away, ever-so-carefully and left a gentle kiss above my clit. JJ pulled away and I licked him clean. When I was done, he lifted my head and kissed my mouth once, twice, three times, and whispered: „Good job, baby.“

I smiled and rolled back. I struggled to catch my breath, for I had never experienced such a hot and passionate evening. Rafe and JJ looked at me trying to catch my breath, and when I looked up at them, they both smirked.

„I don’t regret my decision at all,“ my head hit the pillow below and I closed my eyes. The mattress on eitther side of me sagged and I felt lips on my cheeks. I smiled, but didn’t open my eyes.

„So which of us is better?“ JJ asked after a while. I opened my eyes and looked at him. „That’s honey, the million dollar question. Both of you were so good,“ I stroked their cheek bones. „But?“ Rafe glared at me.

„I can’t decide which of you was the better one,“ JJ started stroking my belly with the back of his hand until goosebumps appeared all over my body. I shivered a little under his touch and he smile dat it.

„Alright. That means round two,“ Rafe said, and I glanced at him, my eyes bulging.

„God forbid, don’t,“ they both laughed at my comment and each laid down on my shoulder.

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With Osborn, Chapter 1 : Sunset Roulette

Part 1: Mysterious Invitation

“Don’t you believe in me? Then keep believing.”

After a few days of heavy rain, it is finally sunny on Friday. As the workday winds down, I double-check my draught to ensure everything is perfect before hitting the "submit" button.

MC: Ahh! Finally submitted!!

Zheng Lin: Thank you for your hard work!

Mao Ge: Amazing! Wonderful!

After a long day at work, I stretch my neck and shoulders to unwind, flopping on the table, and checking the most recent headlines on my phone.

MC: New drama release… Red-carpet makeup… Nothing of interest seems to be happening...... Is it a good idea to buy a house before getting married? Eh? There is little relevance to me in this discussion.

MC: Accident at East Qian Mu Road?

My phone rings right as I'm about to click the headline.

MC: Osborn?

Osborn: You’re off work?

MC: Yep! I just submitted my draft; I’m off work!

Osborn: Nice. Come down.

MC: Eh?

Osborn: I’ll wait for you.

Beep— Before I could ask further, he hung up.

MC: Could it be…that he’s downstairs?!

I quickly pack my belongings and sprint towards the elevator at the speed of the wind.

Zheng Lin: Eh? MC somehow went back on time today!

Mao Ge appears from behind his screen, revealing half his face and speaking in a mysterious tone.

Mao Ge: From what I can tell with my limited amount of first-hand knowledge, there is just one viable possibility here. Daaaa…te.

As I leave the building, two women in front of me walk with their heads turned to the rear as if they are looking at something, and they almost collide with me.

MC: Careful!

Lady A: Ah, I’m sorry!

MC: No problem, no problem……

Lady B: Ahh, did you see him? He is so handsome! Could he be one of the celebrities?

Lady A: Yes, yes. Don’t get too excited, and don’t point at him! It’s not polite!

When I look in the same direction, I spot a strikingly red racing car parked on the side of the road. A slender figure leans against the side of the car, his arms dangling off the top while he fiddles with a sweet.

MC: So, the person that they are referring to is…… Osborn?

Quickly, I straighten up and head over to him. After I'd taken two steps, his head whipped around to face me as though he could sense my presence. As soon as he catches sight of me, a smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.

Osborn: Yo, that’s quite fast. I thought I had to wait for another 30 minutes.

I hastily approach him and narrow my eyes.

MC: I won't risk delaying Boss Xiao's order! But what brings you here now? Is something the matter?

Osborn puts his hands in his pockets and stands upright in front of me. His presence causes the roadside camphor tree shadow to sway even more as it adopts the form of a man.

Osborn: So, if nothing is going on, I can't come to you?

MC: Of course, you can; I’d be more than happy!

Osborn: Great, since you say so……

After a hearty chuckle, he raises his hand and glances at his mechanical wristwatch.

Osborn: We still have six hours left today; how about doing something thrilling?

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