#'like us' I SOBS

[laxmiree]

[CN] 5th Anniversary - Lucien (Star Plaza)

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

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

“In fact, whether it's camping or soaking in the hot springs later on, it's fine!”

“Because we are together 24 hours a day, always inseparable (ﾉﾟ∀ ﾟ)⁠��”

~

“The scene we are experiencing right now, what do you think it looks like?”

“...Like us.”

“Like us who are sometimes catching up to each other, like us who are sometimes approaching each other, and like us who are sometimes becoming so far away.”

✧ 5th Anniversary Event | Prologue | Creative Workshop | King Fuk Street | Wonderland | Star Plaza (You’re here!) | Final Day- Heart Rain Lake | Roast! | Truth and Dare Pinball Machine | Random Event tidbits

(T/N: since every day basically follows the same routine of MC waking up in their hotel room to find Lucien not doing anything about his ‘report’ (lol), being suspicious about it, and then Lucien diverting her suspicion, for now I’ll only translate the main part of the story and add other parts (hotel room) later~)

MC: Lucien, I just heard that the hotel's hot spring is finally open to the public!

MC: When we come back at night, let's take a dip together to relieve fatigue, shall we?

Lucien: Okay. I looked at the weather this morning, and it said no clouds today.

Lucien: It is highly recommended for couples to see the stars outdoors, so...

Lucien: Originally, I was going to take you camping.

Lucien: But it looks like the stars will have to step in line tonight.

MC: In fact, whether it's camping or soaking in the hot springs later on, it's fine!

MC: Because we are together 24 hours a day, always inseparable (ﾉﾟ∀ ﾟ)⁠ﾉ

MC: It is indeed the largest shopping street in the park. It is really bustling!

MC: Luckily, I wear flat shoes so I can walk all day without any worries.

Lucien: Don't worry, there are many taxis here.

Lucien: If we get tired of walking, we can also take a taxi straight to the hotel.

MC: That's good to hear! Oh, I see.

MC: Next, I will use my strength without reservation to-

MC: Shopping and browsing like crazy!

Lucien: Then my clever lady, let's go now.

Although it was Lucien's suggestion to come here, we seemed to be just strolling around aimlessly.

This makes my previous doubts and suspicions even more puzzling…

So, I can't help but peek at him along the way, trying to find any "clues".

But this person who seems to have predicted my prediction is almost to the end of the street, and still did not act in a particular way          

…Is it true that I am overthinking?

But my instinct tells me otherwise.

I saw a long line in front of a store and thought about my previous experiences with long lines, so I took a peek at him again.

But Lucien didn't pay much attention and was about to pass the end of the queue.

At that moment, an idea came to my mind, and I stopped to point at the long line.

MC: Lucien, let's go over there, shall we? There seems to be some kind of event there.

Lucien: Okay.

When we finally got in line, we got a clear idea of the event's rules from the promotional video playing on the wall.

This place is a mirror maze house. Participants need to start from different places and to find each other without stopping.

There are three chances to talk to each other on the way, and each time is limited to 15 seconds.

Clerk: If you two have understood the rules, get the walkie-talkie and get ready to go!

Then, Lucien and I were taken to different entrances.

After lifting the curtain by myself, I saw countless mirrors, and there were also countless me in the mirrors.

Under the bright light, I took a few steps. I started to get "dizzy" and soon lost my way.

MC: …It doesn't seem that simple.

I muttered in a low voice, and suddenly there was a noise on the intercom, followed by the sound of a familiar voice.

Lucien: MC, can you hear me?

Lucien: Have you decided which food restaurant you want to visit at night?

Hearing him just casually chatting, I couldn't help but smile, and my initial nervousness slowly relaxed.

MC: I want to eat hot pot, but Professor Lucien… Don't you consider this a waste of precious contact time?

Lucien: For me, the walkie-talkie is just a way to talk to you.

Lucien: So I didn't want to waste it on information exchange because we will surely encounter each other.

MC: Hahaha, that's true-

Without waiting for me to finish, there was a zap from the intercom, and the signal was automatically cut off.

MC: The staff is too accurate in timing. They don't even give one more extra second......

As I kept walking, I couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, while mentally figuring out what dishes I wanted to order for the hot pot tonight.

I don't know how long I walked, but I saw Lucien's figure finally appear in the mirror before me, and my heart rejoiced.

MC: Lucien!

I walked quickly toward him, but he turned around and disappeared when I was about to meet him.

So it was just a reflection in the mirror…

But now that he's in sight, it means we're very close.

With this in mind, I looked around and soon saw him again on the back left.

This time I ran directly toward Lucien, but once again, I ran into a dismayed version of myself in the mirror.

MC: The mirror is too deceptive…

I secretly complained and continued to search for Lucien's figure without giving up–

Time passes, and I "pass by" Lucien again and again.

At times we were looking at each other in close proximity, and at other times I felt as if he wasn't looking at me.

The sudden distances and nearness gradually connected my inner confusion with my previous guesses.

Finally, I couldn't resist pressing the walkie-talkie.

MC: Lucien, I have a question. Have you been preparing something?

Across the walkie-talkie, there was a moment of silence and the sound of shallow breathing.

Lucien: I have nothing prepared today.

I was stunned, and he seemed to be admitting many things implicitly.

The next thing that broke the moment's silence was the noise of the signal interruption. But soon, a third call came over the walkie-talkie.

Lucien: MC, the scene we are experiencing right now, what do you think it looks like?

I did not stop, looking at the distant Lucien from me suddenly getting closer and farther away. I pursed my lips.

At this moment, many answers emerged in my mind and then condensed into the one and only answer.

MC: ...Like us.

MC: Like us who are sometimes catching up to each other, like us who are sometimes approaching each other, and like us who are sometimes becoming so far away.

I seemed to understand something, so I kept running with firm steps. Because I knew that even though there were obstacles, we were always on the road to each other.

Soon, an all-too-familiar voice came from nearby.

Lucien: MC.

Lucien: I always ask myself why I will come to your side.

Lucien: But I found that from start to finish, there was only one answer to this.

I subconsciously followed the sound, and after taking a step toward the glass on my side, Lucien miraculously appeared in front of me.

This time, it is no longer the false illusion but the reality of each other.

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[T/N: Final Day/Segment is after this!]

[triona-tribblescore]

I cant stop thinking about them :'( 🩷🩷✨✨ drew my human designs for a wee change of pace uvu

[cracklewink]

hear me out: moose in mlp

[ivoryratdoggerythethird]

dazai making up a whole language with fyodor that no one else can understand is amazing but imagine him using codes that, very objectively speaking, you could crack, it's just that no normal person would ever make the insane leaps in logic that it requires. except for someone familiar with dazai's weird thinking patterns, that is.

i just love the idea of dazai's unhinged antics being dialed up to an eleven when he was in the port mafia, and oda being the only one who simply wouldn't bat an eye at it but chuuya was the only one who would actually get it.

like imagine ango at the end of the jailbreak, his boss saying he should allow himself to sigh and lean back and maybe indulge himself, pat him on the shoulder, tell him what he pulled off reading heart rates wasn't easy and he should be proud for being able to keep up with such a plan

but ango i-drank-with-teenage-dazai-and-also-had-the-records-for-every-soukoku-mission sakaguchi can only remember the time dazai was like using greek sign language through his breathing patterns to communicate from a submarine from beneath the pacific ocean or something, and chuuya could not fathom how no one else could understand him.

and that was the day mori signed off on skk being exclusive partners because every subordinate in the room was crying tears of blood by the time chuuya finished explaining which blood pressure level was warning them about a bomb, which blinking sequence was him conveying the vault password and which series of inhales was just him calling mori a bitch.

(ango also pointedly did not want to think about how smug dazai had looked after the mission when mori confirmed skk would only be each others' partners for efficiency and to maintain everyone else's sanity

or about how when he called chuuya to tell him about dazai's prison break scheme he could only get like 3 out of 276 steps into the plan before chuuya rolled his eyes, said "got it" then hung up and pulled the whole thing off without a hitch.)

[mothervega]

anyone out there who enjoys both Bive and The Smiler i’m boutta summon all of you cuz I MADE A SMILER INSPIRED BIVE AVATAR MUAHAHAHAHAA

[jedi-starbird]

Time Travel is my favourite trope and I think we need more fics where both Obi-Wan AND Qui-Gon time travel together because no matter when they get sent it's chaos. They're saving the galaxy and being physic flash-bangs to everyone around them.

like before Bandomeer?

The entire council is baffled to watch as Qui-Gon 'never taking a padawan again' Jinn has suddenly cut off his post-Xanatos depression tour to return to the temple and beeline to the creche with a frantic energy. His wild eyes immediately single out a fluffy, red-haired initiate.

"You." he exhales with a pointed finger, slightly ominous as he towers over the child. Said child starts vibrating with delight. "Me." he agrees, launching himself at the man. Qui-Gon drops to his knees with a thud that cannot be healthy. Obi-Wan's attempts to clamber into Qui-Gon's robes and maybe onto his shoulders is thwarted by the fact that Qui-Gon's massive hands are cupping Obi-Wan's tiny squishy cheeks. He stares at the initiate for a few minutes with an intensity that is starting to worry people.

Finally, "You're so small." Qui-Gon sounds like he might cry.

'What the fuck?' Plo Koon projects at Mace.

"I'm 9! That tends to be the case!" the child chirps back.

"You're nine." Oh. Ah. Qui-Gon's eyes are distinctively misty. He squishes the boy in a hug so hard he squeaks. Mace makes a series of gestures that imply the need for a head-scan. Depa obligingly drifts off towards the halls. Qui-Gon scoops the child up onto his hip and claims him as his padawan on the spot. The assorted council members and creche-masters burst into noise. Mace tells Depa to bring some space ibuprofen as well.

after Naboo?

Anakin is a little apprehensive of his place in both the order and Obi-Wan's life, but then one day Obi-Wan wakes up and is suddenly a lot less sad in the force?? In fact, if Anakin didn't know better he'd say he was almost giddy, but he's watched Obi-Wan try to pretend his world hasn't fallen apart for the past few months so it can't be that, right? And um, Miss Bant? He knows grief is a funny thing that affects people differently but he's pretty sure 'massive mood swing' and 'having full conversations with invisible people' is not...great? and you said to tell you if Obi-Wan got really weird in any way.

Anyway after a lot of medical exams, intense consultation with the archives, and a couple exorcisms, Anakin ends up being raised by his 'real' master and his ghost master. He is far more well adjusted emotionally and far less well adjusted for what counts as normal people behavior(not talking to thin air). When questioned on this, all he ever says is that he's talking to Qui-Gon. Isn't he...dead? Well, yes. Wait, he's a ghost? Ghosts are real? ...Well this ghost is real.

This starts a great number of existential crises among non-force sensitives and incredibly heated theological arguments amongst the Jedi. Whenever Obi-Wan is questioned on this, all he ever says is some variation of "the force got to know him for 5 seconds and kicked him back out." Mace backs him up on this even though that reasoning is technically blasphemous. Qui-Gon is having the time of his un-life. He's ascended to his final form, his sheer existence is a heresy, this is truly all he has ever aspired towards.

the Clone Wars?

The minute they get dropped back Qui-Gon immediately goes and haunts the shit out of Dooku. They have a signed terms of surrender and promise of info on the Sith Lord within the year. Only half of it is because Qui-Gon's giving Dooku complexes that are only perceptible to shrimp, the other half is because they now have a ghost spy that is not bound by the laws of physics nor spacetime.

Obi-Wan only nominally pays attention to this as he immediately goes and implements his 19 step seduction plan with Cody (he had to focus on something on Tatooine to pass the time). It fails. Spectacularly. Publicly. Ah right. Tatooine was not exactly the height of his sanity. Everyone in the GAR and temple is now riveted by High General and Councilor Obi-Wan Kenobi's attempts to go on a date with his Commander, who bats him away him like a particularly annoying stray and seems one bouquet of cactus away from committing mutiny. Anakin is worrying if it means his master knows about his secret marriage and this is some sort of really weird power play. (It is, but not in the way he thinks)

The next time Dooku goes after Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon spends a good few months appearing tear-stained at the edge of Dooku's perception and only communicating in terrible wails and discordant mutterings of 'padawan. my padawan. my little one.' 24/7.

"Wait, you're annoying Dooku into surrendering?"

"Oh no Anakin, we're crushing his psyche like a bug. :)"

[tagetto]

I AM HAVING SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS !!!!!!

Got a super rough blockout started, this is a super different style to what I'm used to, i've been meaning to get into more toony modelling and animation methods and am loving the expressions I can get out of this thing. hes so cool omg turbo 🥺

bonus mixamo test animation because funny:

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Marvel Meow (2021), Nao Fuji | Professor X and Magneto

Bonus:

[egophiliac]

his magic is so PINK and FLUFFY and PRETTY! I love it!

I'm ready to process the Diasomnias now, buckle up

[bakudekublogblog]

kacchan is so much gayer than I would have ever been able to reasonably anticipate

[ellies-enrichment]

i got the script guys dw

[0800-p1llowhump3r]

need to kiss your cock through your underwear until there's a noticeable wet patch from my drool. let me rub my face against your bulge as I inhale your scent. hold my lips open and push your covered crotch back into my hot, wet mouth... please.

[bernard-the-rabbit]

Zuko and Aang being besties ft an emotionally repressed Zuko

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[rileyclaw]

new scars, new facepaint

[haveihitanerve]

That scene- where Clint makes more trick arrows… 😭 please just imagine for me Tony Stark and Clint Barton, the two insomniacs of the avengers team, huddled in the lab at four in the morning, Tony leaned against Clint, half draped over him, laughing at something he’s said as they both fiddle with tech, cracking jokes and coming up with more and more outlandish trick arrows to create, toasting marshmallows over the small fire they accidentally started and sharing thoughts and space and… just Clint and tony friendship for me please 

[elyasdoodles]

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