#cn big pick

[tehmhachi]

23 years have passed... And "A kitty bobo show" finally will be receiving the love it so desperately needed! Comic reboot of the second pilot episode In collaboration with @megdunn13 , Has officially hit production! pic.twitter.com/Y8CtyrQDqe

— 𝙏𝞒𝞘𝙓 (@TriatelX) May 31, 2024

Big Pick Pilot "a kitty bobo show." is coming back as a comic!! This is huge news, and there's an official discord with progress updates as well!

come join the party at the new kitty bobo discord server! https://t.co/XHuSHxCL4c pic.twitter.com/Bl8usAbUZP

— 𝙏𝞒𝞘𝙓 (@TriatelX) June 18, 2024

If you're a Kitty Bobo fan, or just a lost media fan in general, please follow along with the new Kitty Bobo webcomic! (Color version of promo art under the cut)

[zhongrin]

sob. i love the sumeru crew so much.

[chatretr0]

Imp Inc Pilot

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[CN] Li Zeyan’s Candlelight Date (Eng Translation)

⌚Warning⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for a date, 烛火之约, that is yet to be released on the global server! ♡

[Translation Under the Cut]

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【Subbed Video】

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【Chapter 1】 

After being stuck in traffic for over forty minutes on the way to the airport, I slam on the brakes once again, staring in despair at the unmoving stream of cars ahead. 

The weather outside is gloomy, the sky overcast with heavy dark clouds, and the wind howls through the crevices of the car windows. 

Even though the evening has barely fallen, the sky is already darkened completely. 

MC: Feels like it’s gonna be pouring hard... 

MC: I don’t know if Li Zeyan’s flight has been affected. 

Just as I am about to look up the flight information, his call comes in. 

LZY: I’ve arrived. 

MC: That’s great! It looks like there’s gonna be a heavy downpour outside, so thank goodness you landed on time. 

MC: On the downside, though, I’m stuck in traffic... 

LZY: Given the weather, I could guess that already. 

LZY: Don’t rush, safety first. Turn on your headlights and take your time. 

MC: Don’t worry, I promise to follow the traffic rules~ So, I must apologize to CEO Li and ask him to wait for me a little longer~ 

LZY: No worries, I’ll just take this time to think about what to make for Pudding. 

The day Li Zeyan is returning from his business trip also happens to be Pudding’s birthday, and we’ve planned to have a small celebration at home. 

As I picture Li Zeyan making a birthday cake for the little kitten, the corners of my lips involuntarily curl upwards. 

MC: Pudding’s parents are so thoughtful! The little birthday boy is blessed with the luck of tasty treats today. 

MC: Rest assured, I’ll definitely get you to Pudding safely and in one piece. 

LZY: With a certain someone “braving the wind and waves” to come pick me up, I’m already luckier than those who can’t get a cab. 

MC: Hehe, this time it’s my turn to be the prince who cuts their way through thorns and thistles to rescue the sleeping princess! 

LZY: Well, it seems like I’ll have to wait a hundred years then.

MC: ...you just told me to take my time. 

A soft chuckle transmits from the other end of the phone, and carried by the car’s stereo, it spreads through the entire space, giving me the illusion as if he is right next to me. 

LZY: It’s not contradictory. 

LZY: Even if it takes you a hundred years, I’ll still wait.

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[Tidbits]:  This conversation here is a reference to one of Li Zeyan’s earliest ASMRs, “Sleeping Beauty,” where LZY said in response to MC’s question that if he were the prince, he wouldn’t let the girl he loves wait a hundred years. Whereas, in the reverse scenario here, he tells you that if he were the sleeping princess and you the prince, he would gladly wait a hundred years (இдஇ; ) though, for a man who literally did wait 17+10000(*n) years for you— a hundred years is, well, still unbearable to think about ahah (ﾉಥ益ಥ) 

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【Chapter 2】

I park the car near the exit, and as soon as I look up, I see Li Zeyan walking towards me, dragging his suitcase. 

I immediately push open the car door and run up to him, throwing myself into his arms as hard as I can. Both his hands are occupied by luggage, and I collide against him so hard that he staggers back a few steps. 

His familiar scent wraps around me securely, instantly dispelling all the tension and fatigue from the road. I nuzzle against his chest contentedly, earning a soft chuckle from above my head. 

LZY: Why the lack of courtesy right off the bat?

MC: I haven’t seen you for days, and I’ve made our big busy person wait so long. I can’t afford to be polite anymore. 

Li Zeyan smiles, lets go of the luggage, and draws me into his arms, lowering himself to rest his head on my shoulder. 

A soft sigh sounds next to my ear, and I sense how exhausted he is. I put aside my playful thoughts and stroke the back of his head. 

MC: I hoped you could get some rest after getting off the plane, but I didn’t expect this weather… 

MC: I’ll head out earlier next time! 

LZY: You already got here much faster than I expected. 

LZY: Let’s go, there’s a birthday boy waiting at home. It’s raining hard outside; I’ll drive on the way back. 

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As we head home, rain begins pouring down in torrents. Even with the wipers operating at their highest speed, the visibility only clears for a fleeting moment. 

Through the impenetrable curtain of rain, the emergency lights of nearby vehicles flicker faintly. The water pooling on the ground reflects the surroundings like mirrors, and the streets have transformed into an utterly bizarre kaleidoscopic labyrinth. 

I hold up my phone to record the scene outside the window when suddenly, a blinding flash of lightning splits the sky not far away, followed by a rolling thunder approaching from the distance, pressing closer and closer. 

I can’t help but shrink my neck and set my phone down. 

MC: This weather is just ridiculous… I’m sure today’s Moments posts are gonna be flooded with candid shots of the rainstorm. 

LZY: A certain someone has made significant strides. 

LZY: A few years back, you would get so nervous in this kind of weather that you’d grab onto other people’s clothes. Now, you'd just make a fuss about it on Moments. 

MC: Huh? When did I grab onto your clothes? 

I turn my head to look at him with a puzzled expression. Li Zeyan glances at me, and before he can even speak, a smile creeps onto the corners of his lips. 

LZY: That time when you asked me if I dared to like you. 

I freeze for a second, the familiar feeling of nervousness and anticipation surging to the forefront of my mind. 

Memories flood back along with the warmth of my cheeks, as I’m reminded of a similar night in the past mirroring this raging storm. 

The pitch-black darkness that descended after the power outage was so thick that one wouldn’t even be able to make out their own hand in front of them. I felt like danger, and the unknown would swallow me whole at any moment. But he was there with me, accompanying me for what felt like an eternity on that apocalyptic night. 

Back then, I felt like I couldn’t handle it on my own, so I wanted to cling to a straw, to hold onto this steady and exceptionally gentle person beside me. 

Snapping out of the reminiscence, I clear my throat to dispel my embarrassment. 

MC: Y-You don���t need to remember such things so clearly! 

MC: But come to think of it, ever since I met you, I don’t seem to have gotten rained on much. 

MC: Even if I forget my umbrella or can’t catch a ride, you always manage to “scoop” me up right on time. 

LZY: So, as a result, a certain someone has developed the bad habit of not checking the weather forecast before going out? 

MC: …It clearly taught me the good habit of how to “scoop” people up in crucial moments! 

The car stops at the intersection, waiting for the traffic light. Li Zeyan casts a glance my way, his lips curving into a smile as he strokes my head. 

LZY: Given that the person “scooping” me up is also the one I want to see, it does feel pretty good. 

His warm palm rests on my head for a moment before sliding down to my cheek with yearning. A small sense of satisfaction leaps in my heart, and I smile, poking his cheek. 

MC: I think I can understand why the prince braves countless perils to reach the princess.

MC: For this moment right now, I’m willing to endure any hardship~

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[Tidbits]:  The call-back of the apocalyptic night is from one of Li Zeyan’s earliest dates, “Doomsday Date,” where MC asks him if he’d dare to like her and if he’d dare to be by her side even if doomsday arrived – and the rest, as they say, is history, quite literally in this case ahah~ (இдஇ; ) 

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【Chapter 3】

“Bzzz!” 

As I step through the doorway and flip the switch for the pendant lamp, to my surprise, the light flickers and then abruptly goes out. 

The inside of the house is instantly taken over by the dimness from outside the windows. Pudding, who was originally crouching at the door to welcome us, lets out a yelp and scurries under the table. 

My mind automatically starts concocting a horror movie scenario, and I immediately step back a few paces. 

MC: What did the power suddenly go out? It was perfectly fine before I left... 

My words are barely out of my mouth when a series of extremely bright streaks of lightning flash outside the window. 

The howling gale rattles the window frames, while the water pipes exposed to the downpour on the side of the building, pelted by large raindrops, are making peculiar noises. 

The continuous flashes of lightning project the wildly swaying shadows of the trees onto the floor, making the storm outside seem even more terrifying. 

Li Zeyan sighs and steps forward, taking hold of my hand that is frozen in mid-air. 

LZY: Are there any spare lights or flashlights in the house? 

MC: Yes, there are, in my room... 

While saying this, I clutch Li Zeyan’s arm and carefully start walking towards my room. A hand reaches out and pulls me into a familiar embrace. 

LZY: Wasn’t a certain someone “scooping people up” pretty amazingly just now? Why are you so nervous now that we’re home? 

MC: ...I guess I’ve been overdoing it with the horror movies lately, and the after-effects are still a bit strong. 

I laugh awkwardly and, relying on the dim light of the flashlight, dig out a large, bulging bag from the storage box. 

MC: Rechargeable desk lamps, some decorative fairy lights, and lanterns. 

MC: They should work if we plug them into the power bank. 

LZY: ...That’s it? 

MC: They can provide light and serve as tools to set the ambiance. Isn’t that wonderful? 

Li Zeyan turns on a palm-sized rechargeable desk lamp and releases a small sigh. 

LZY: In that case, the gift I brought you can also be included to make up the difference. 

MC: Huh? What gift? 

Li Zeyan rummages through his suitcase, takes out an exquisitely wrapped box, and gestures for me to open it. 

I lean in closer and find a very charming candle holder with a glass cover nestled inside. 

MC: It’s so beautiful! As expected, CEO Li’s eye for things can never go wrong. 

LZY: Simultaneously doing the job of adding flowers to the brocade and delivering charcoal in snowy weather一 it definitely seems to be maximizing its value.  

LZY: Come on, let’s go and light up all the lamps that we can use first. 

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With me “lending a hand” by holding the flashlight through the entire process, dinner and Pudding’s salmon cake are soon prepared. 

Pudding, who had been hiding in the corner this entire time, also forgets his fear under the temptation of delectable food and begins prancing around again. 

After eating and drinking to our fill, I sit on the carpet with another small blanket, light a scented candle, and carefully set it in the candle holder Li Zeyan gifted me. 

Li Zeyan then casually plops down at the foot of the bed where I’m leaning, naturally stretching out his arm for me to use as a pillow. 

I look at Pudding grooming his fur not far away and can’t help but sigh with emotion. 

MC: Time sure flies! Pudding has grown another year older. I wonder what progress he’ll make this year. 

LZY: He wasn’t very brave when he was younger, but now he, too, looks after the house on his own and appears to be fairly calm and composed. 

MC: Why did you use “too“? I suspect you’re insinuating something about someone else. 

LZY: Just stating facts. 

LZY: The way a certain someone acted when she walked into the house earlier didn’t exactly resemble the “prince“ who came to pick me up. 

I glance again at the flashes of lightning and thunder rolling outside again, scratching my cheek awkwardly. 

MC: The house just went dark all of a sudden; I wasn’t mentally prepared. 

LZY: What about now? 

LZY: Are you still scared? 

I turned sideways to watch him. The dancing candlelight paints his side profile in a warm glow, and the subtle fragrance of the scented candle melds into his calm gaze, making me gradually relax. 

I hug his arm and pull him into my arms, beaming a wide smile at him. 

MC: I have my “fragrant princess“ in my arms now, and I fear neither getting swept by wind nor being battered by rain any longer. [3]

LZY: Are we sure about who’s in whose arms? 

MC: Does it really make a difference who’s in whose arms? 

Li Zeyan gives me a look that says “whatever you say,” and I smile victoriously at having my way before turning to glance at the pitch-black darkness outside the window.  

The small lights in the room are mirrored on the glass, reminiscent of stars, blurring into a cluster of halos by the unrelenting rain. 

Serenity and turmoil are separated by only a wall. I grasp his wrist and tilt my head, pillowing into his palm and nuzzling against it. 

MC: Luckily, you came back today. Otherwise, I would have definitely dragged you into “simmering a pot of telephone congee” with me all night long. [4]

LZY: That wouldn’t have been too bad either. 

MC: Well, that’s true, but it would have made me seem like I haven’t grown at all... 

I raise my head and look into his slightly puzzled gaze, feeling a little embarrassed as I lower my voice. 

MC: I’m clearly not a child anymore, and many of the things I used to fear shouldn’t be a big deal now. 

MC: Yet when running into situations where I’m not entirely confident, I can’t help feeling a little afraid. 

MC: For instance, a pitch-dark empty house, not being able to find the kitten, and a thunderstorm that I don’t know when will end. 

MC: I still can’t seem to be like you, to be able to keep myself from thinking the worst regardless of the kind of situation I’m confronted with... 

I soliloquize in a whispered tone, and the palm I’m resting my head on suddenly moves. I look up, and my fingers are immediately swept up in a reassuring warmth.

Li Zeyan is pillowing himself on my bolster, covered by a blanket that is clearly not big enough for him, creating for a rather comical scene. Yet, I find myself solely captivated by his extraordinarily serious gaze. 

He quietly watches me like this for some time before finally opening his mouth to respond. 

LZY: Then just be afraid. 

MC: ...Huh? 

LZY: Building courage doesn’t mean you should be absolutely fearless. 

LZY: If you have no reaction to the unknown and uncontrollable, that, on the contrary, is dangerous. 

LZY: For a dummy, knowing how to dodge in the right direction at a critical moment is also progress. 

He strokes the back of my hand meaningfully, and I clasp his fingers even more tightly in tacit understanding. 

In moments of fear and anxiety, I always want to hold onto something, to reassure myself that I’m not facing it alone. 

And this man in front of me, as fortune would have it, always happens to be within my reach, catching my insecurities and leading me along slowly. 

I think back to the first time I “grabbed onto” him, the gentleness in his tone that I had rarely seen, and I can’t help but laugh. 

MC: Well then, it seems I’ve been making progress since the first time I grabbed onto your clothes. 

LZY: Mm-hmm, it hasn’t been easy. 

MC: But I can only advance a little bit at a time. I’ve kept you waiting for so long. 

The corners of his lips curl up slightly, and his eyes, sparkling with a smile, gently embrace me. 

LZY: This isn’t work; nobody is asking anything from you. 

LZY: If you’re afraid, just light up a lamp.

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[Tidbits]

[3] LI ZEYAN WRITERS!!! CRIES AT THE SACRIFICE I HAD TO MAKE AND HOW THE BEAUTY OF THE WORDPLAY JUST GETS LOST IN TRANSLATION HERE 😭 anywho, as you might’ve already noticed, “rescuing the sleeping princess“ theme and the “seeming“ role reversal has been one of the running themes of this date. The term used here is 软香 (lit. meaning soft fragrance), which is usually used to refer to the delicate scent of a woman or a woman in general and, in the context of the times, a palace beauty. The full term MC uses here is 软香在怀 (lit. meaning having ‘soft fragrance’ in one’s arms), which also conveys a deep emotional closeness, a sense of security and comfort as scent is something very sensitive. What the writing does here is kill three birds with one stone— (i) conveying MC’s “prince and princess role reversal“ quip, while also delivering the emotions of the candlelight monologue two sentences prior, i.e., (ii) the fragrance melding into his calm gaze, the vivid imagery of her sensitivity to his presence itself, (iii) the reassuring effect of his being. 

[4] I’m gonna cry; this is such an adorable expression haha 😭 the term MC uses here is “煲电话粥,” which really does mean “simmering telephone congee.” The idea of it is to have a marathon phone call with sb, but it’s more intimate— similar to how simmering sth can take a long time and porridge essentially is a comfort food 😂 

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【Chapter 4】

The night is dark, and the rain seems to have weakened a bit. I hug the blanket and squeeze onto the small bed with Li Zeyan. No matter in which position we lay down, most of our bodies are pressed against each other. 

I watch the person beside me becoming a part of the scene I’ve been familiar with since my childhood days, and for a long time, I find myself unwilling to close my eyes. 

MC: It feels so surreal to have you and Pudding together at my place. 

MC: It’s like having guests at home, but at the same time, it feels like welcoming new members to the family. 

LZY: So, which one do you hope I am? 

MC: I’ve long regarded you as the latter in my heart, obviously. 

MC: However, this situation makes me seem like I’m not being a gracious host... 

MC: Having to deal with the bad weather is one thing, but who knew the electricity in the house would be unstable at a critical moment, and now my bed isn’t big enough either. 

I look up at the small pink pillow under Li Zeyan’s head and sigh softly. Li Zeyan, however, just smiles calmly and brushes aside the hair falling over my face. 

MC: Be careful when you roll over. If you’re afraid of falling off, just hug me a little tighter~ 

LZY: [i’m cRY at how he just plays along with you haha] It’s certainly something to be afraid of. 

Li Zeyan says this as he gets up to turn off the lights, and the room is plunged into darkness once again. 

I reach out my arms towards him and am immediately swept back into his arms. 

MC: Thank you, CEO Li~ How about I repay you with a goodnight kiss? 

LZY: That’s it? 

MC: Then what else do you want? 

I blink my eyes at him, and suddenly, he lifts his hand to cover my sight. 

A soft warmth captures my lips, swallowing my confusion. 

He holds me too tightly in the square of his arms, and his broad palm accidentally presses on my nose, causing my already erratic breathing to become even more difficult to maintain. 

I punch him indignantly, and Li Zeyan finally moves his hand away, his fingers cradling my face. 

LZY: Didn’t you say you wanted to repay me? 

MC: T-This isn’t what I had in mind! 

LZY: Is this not good? 

His warm finger pads caress the side of my face in a back-and-forth motion, leaving me with no refuge to escape but to gaze into his smiling eyes. 

LZY: Instead of letting your imagination run wild every time you’re scared, why not think about something that can put your mind at ease?  

LZY: For example, me. 

LZY: So, consider this as collecting a tip in advance to cover your memories.  

A soft chuckle drifts from above me, and he lifts my face again. With the last hint of light also overlaid, I close my eyes, welcoming this novel memory pertaining to the night’s darkness. 

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The next morning, the sky finally clears up. 

The entire city looks as if it has taken a bath. Under the early morning sunlight, there are glittering lights refracted by water droplets everywhere. 

I summon every bit of my self-control and more to extract myself from Li Zeyan’s warm embrace and rise early to make breakfast. 

Originally, I planned to have him take the day off and recover from jet lag, but as soon as he gets out of bed, he receives a call from LFG, saying there is an urgent matter that needs to be dealt with in person. 

I watch as a certain someone at the dining table finishes his breakfast with a sullen look on his face and can’t help but burst into laughter. 

MC: Who knew even CEO Li could show such a “rebellious” expression about having to work overtime. 

LZY: ...It’s just that I haven’t gotten over the jet lag yet.  

MC: Who told you not to sleep obediently last night? 

I stand up with a laugh before he can glare at me and push his suitcase to the door for him. Li Zeyan dons his coat, seems to hesitate for a moment, and then turns back to look at me. 

MC: What’s wrong? 

LZY: Nothing. 

MC: It doesn’t seem like you’ve left anything behind, have you? 

I look around to check while speaking, but I realize that Li Zeyan has kept his gaze trained on me, with no intention of searching for anything. 

I blink my eyes, and an adorable guess bubbles up in my heart. 

MC: Could it be that... CEO Li is unwilling to leave? 

Li Zeyan grips the handle of the suitcase, averts his eyes, and smiles. 

LZY: Let Pudding stay at your place for one more day. 

MC: No worries, we’ll get along perfectly. 

He doesn’t give a direct answer to my question, so I take it as his tacit assent and continue along with his words. 

LZY: He ate quite a lot last night, so feed him less cat food today. 

MC: Understood~ 

LZY: Be careful with the electricity today, and if you run into any issues, reach out to me right away. 

MC: Uh-huh, anything else you want to remind me of? 

I stare at him, smiling giddily. Li Zeyan opens his mouth, but in the end, he just displays a helpless expression and says nothing. 

The rare instance of not being able to find the words to say, the rare moments of being dumbstruck and not knowing how to reply, the rare scenario of dragging his feet about going to work... 

All of this shows that he is really unwilling to leave. 

I smile even happier and tiptoe up to lock my arms around his neck.  

Li Zeyan seems a bit puzzled, but he promptly supports my waist and arches an eyebrow, waiting for me to continue. 

MC: Hehe, consider this as a tip you’re paying in advance. 

MC: This way, whenever you feel overwhelmed in the future, you will think of only me. 

I mimic his words from last night, and even reach up to muss his hair. 

LZY: Little copycat. 

Li Zeyan seems to want to resist this “childish” act subconsciously, but his arms betray his honest feelings and draw me in even tighter. 

He looks at me with a silly smile on my face, about to say something when I suddenly feel a tickle on my ankle, as if something furry is rubbing against it. 

Just as I’m about to look down, my face is pinched by someone. 

I’m compelled to raise my head and see the sunlight falling on Li Zeyan. 

The locks of hair hanging over his forehead and eyelashes are all bathed in dazzling, golden-bright luster. He reminds one of a big cat who has just woken up, making people irresistibly want to get closer to him. 

And he does exactly as I wished, taking the initiative to bring this warmth to me. 

The distance between us is reduced to zero, and I naturally close my eyes, welcoming this kiss infused with the warmth of the sunlight. 

Even if a person grows accustomed to the humidity of this city, they will still rejoice when the sky clears and the sunshine beams down. 

Even for those who can see the person they love every day and kiss them whenever they want, they will still find that any small separation feels too long. 

The meow of the kitten rises from our feet, as if it also wants to participate in this wordless goodbye. I gently bite Li Zeyan’s lips, and he, rather reluctantly, pulls back just a bit. 

MC: Mr. Customer, you’re being too generous with your tip. 

With his eyes cast down, he continues to gaze at me, his breath still lingering at the edge of my lips. 

LZY: Because I’ve already fulfilled the conditions you set. 

LZY: Now that I’ve paid double the tip, I’m asking for an upgrade on the terms. 

He raises an eyebrow, as if he is genuinely negotiating with me. 

At such proximity, my mind is already a muddled mess, yet I still manage to capture the answer he desires from the look of yearning in his eyes. 

I strive to muster my willpower, rise on tiptoe, and kiss his lips again.

MC: Then you must work diligently and clock out early... 

MC: And who knows, perhaps I’ll suddenly appear when you’re missing me?

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[s4tvrnsays]

Finally got around to drawing Élodie! The last artwork i did makes her look scary lol but shes a cutie pie trust me.

Some info about her:

She does ballet. She dislikes it though, and only does it because she’s forced to. She doesn’t want to be under the spotlight doing the jumps and twirls. Rather, she wants to be the one behind the camera lens, the one over the keyboard writing article after article about ballet.

Her hobby is photography. Her parents dont approve, but her older brother helps her out by getting her an early internship at the magazine where he works. Through this internship is where she will first meet adrien.

She’s a mean ass bitch lol. Has absolutely zero friends because she hates everyone at school. Alya specifically hates her the most because when she came up to Élodie to ask her if she wanted to help her with the school paper (since she knows the girl also likes journalism), Élodie just gave her a rude look and walked away, earning alyas scorn ever since haha

This isnt just some quirk, its one of her biggest problems, along with her temper. She sees people as nuisances and beneath her, ignoring the fact that she needs people in her life. Her journey —aided by her kwami— will be to be truer to herself, and learn tolerance and altruism, and be more accepting of people’s friendship.

Her favorite thing in the world is chocolate. Its an actual obsession, something her parents dont approve of (shocker) because she “has to keep her figure”. But she ignores them, and keeps a stash of it on her at all times.

The second picture is what i think she’d look like if she switched her miraculous (Élodie says she hates the bows but the girly girl inside her is jumping for joy).

Alternate Universe details under the cut!

So basically, élodie is from my enhance mlb au thats been spinning in my head recently. It’s basically a mix of early seasons miraculous and concept mlb.

It’s unlikely that this will ever be anything but a concept au bc i have commitment issues but-

Here are the things i changed/added (when it comes to the heroes):

I always thought that lb’s miraculous ladybug power shouldnt be exclusive to her, so i removed it in favor of bringing back her concept powers (the shapeshifting yoyo). In the case of cn, i gave him his old power of black hole because why the hell does he have one power????

But this poses a problem— who will cleanse the akumas? Thats where élodie comes in!

For context, in this au Ladybug and Chat Noir are WAYYYY more chaotic:

Ladybug is still the planner, but her plans are way crazier and confusing to carry out. She gets so caught up in her imagination and idea of a plan, that she fails to consider what might happen if it goes wrong.

Chat Noir is more destructive, more trigger happy with his cataclysm. He finally gets to be free of his dad breathing down his neck and he’ll he damned if he won’t enjoy it!

Élodie as Cigognelle will be the mediator between them. She makes sure the balance is kept, and that they dont blow up the world while theyre trying to save it. That is the purpose of the crane miraculous. It has the power of reguvination and longevity. The balance is preserved, lengthened, and anomalies are corrected.

Its power of increasing its holder’s lifespan made it a favorite of guardians, including Master Fu.

Its kwami, Xiann, is wise and all knowing, often picking his own holders. He sees potential in them, and aids them into becoming true cranes — true upholders of the balance between creation and destruction.

To summarize, here are the big 3���s powers. There will be primary, secondary, and passive powers for each.

Ladybug:

Primary: Lucky Charm, gives the holder clues to help them win the battle. Same as the og.

Secondary: bug bomb/shield/staff. Its in the name, the holder can transform the yoyo into one of these weapons. They can only transform it once each battle, so ladybugs must carefully choose which one will aid them. This doesn’t mean it cant go back to its og form, just that it cant turn into a bomb AND a shield in the same battle.

Passive: grants good luck to its holder. No downsides, ladybugs really are just blessed.

Oh and for fun lets give them side effects.

Side effect: holders become far more tired in the winter, sleeping longer.

Black Cat:

Primary: Cataclysm, destroys anything the holder touches, turning it into dust. Also no change.

Secondary: Black hole. The black cat holder can teleport objects from one black hole to the next. Only two black holes can be present at the same time.

Passive: grants bad luck to its holder. This causes a lot of strife for the holders, but once they learn to accept their miraculous the bad luck will lessen, though never fading.

Side effect: black cats become more nocturnal after becoming the holders of this miraculous, and may or may not have a strange fascination with small, moving objects…. (They have enough self restraint to not chase after them though…)

Crane:

Primary: Ameliorate, which heals all damage caused by unnatural forces, such as kwami powers. However, if the damage from the fight happened too long ago, it will be considered a part of the natural environment, and will only restore future damage up to that point.

Secondary: Gust. Allows the holders to create powerful wind gusts with a flap of their “wings”. Only three gusts can be created each battle (because i had to give this power a downside)

Passive: extends its holder’s lifespan by 20 and up to 40 years. Depending on how long it takes the crane holder to become a true crane, their life span will either increase by a bit (if they learn sooner) or by a BUNCH (if its later).

Side effect: lying becomes way harder, and honesty — especially to oneself — will be all that the holders can say. Also, cranes often find themselves becoming more sociable after gaining their miraculous, which is often a shock since most cranes start of as quite antisocial.

All three can cleanse akumas but only the crane can restore damage !

And thats all!!

This formatting was horrible but i didnt plan any of this, its all word vomit LOL. If you have any thoughts about this, or any way my au can be improved (bc im really trying to make sure all protagonists get equal importance and care, i don’t want Cigognelle to be a mary sue lol) please make a comment! I dont have anyone thinking this up with me, its all from my noggin, so feedback is always welcome!

[itsagrimm]

Dollhouse

Simon Riley X you

CN angst, patriarchy and effects on those who can have children, family planning (this is not a euphemism you dogs)

700 words

The idea came to me in a dream. Little short note so i won't forget.

Cover als always made by me. it's from Abhörstation, Berlin.

You woke up with an ache in your heart.

As always when your boyfriend went on deployment he had to leave early.

As always you got up to make coffee and chat as he packed his bags.

Did you get the socks from the laundry? No idea where your aftershave is. Take the green shirt. It suits you.

Sharing one last cup over breakfast together had become your tradition just like getting up together before his trips. Then that last kiss came before he left through the door.

Stay safe Simon. I miss you already. Come back quickly. I love you too.

The click of the lock closing behind him with painful finality.

Nothing ever prepared you for that part of your relationship when you were alone. You browsed through forums and group chats among military spouses, feeling empty and cheated that no one prepared you for the solitude of it. Or are you the only one not cut out for the waiting? About how much time of your life you spent on standby, waiting for Simon to get back and do all those tiny things and big plans with you? Are you doing this correctly?

Maybe I am not cut out for this – you mused as you looked over the space you shared with Simon; his seat now empty. The book he read yesterday right next to pots of plants you bought together on the windowsill. Photos of you and him in frames over the couch he lounged on last night. Memories frozen in time. Memories in waiting. Like you, sitting here waiting for him to come back and pick up where he left.

You never doubted him. Whatever happened while he was away never left you unloved, forgotten, replaced. But love is not the only thing that you needed. Him catching you in a searing kiss when he returned, carrying you back to the bedroom and feeding your lonely skin until it was plump and satisfied from caresses was never the problem. Simon was never the problem.

It was you. No amount of perfect love and devotion, of passion and desire could make up for you being alone despite your relationship. Standing alone at parties and nursing that one white wine spritzer. Going to family events. Dealing with life on your own and talking to yourself every evening about the day that you had.

Simon is away. Yes, I worry but he will be back soon. I am sure it will be alright.

Sometimes the guilt ate at you. His job was dangerous. He could get hurt. He could die. And yet here you were thinking about how hard your life was. How his life was spent in visible excitement with his buddies sharing a beer after a mission, his captain giving him a pat on the back, people asking him if he was fine. And you were kept in a state of continuous invisible anticipation for him to return to you, hopefully in one piece.

Besides, how many out there would love to live the life you had? Being a perfect little wife one day and dolling up for Simon with that military check paying for that shared life. Keeping a perfect little doll home for him to return to and play civil life for a bit. Being a perfect little single mum to the Riley-kids he would father with you only to never be around for them because of his job.

The thought made you gasp out in worry for the unborn children you weren’t even sure you wanted. Children with dark brown eyes. Children that would leave your fingers trembling from the tiring task of loving and worrying about them. Children that made you wonder where they were and if they would return to you in one piece as if that was not a concerning thought. Was this normal? Or another thing you were failing at?

God, you feared yet wished for that family so much. Hoping for Simon to return right now and asking him how he felt about starting on having kids this exact moment. But your rabbit heart new better and you froze as you reached for your phone, opting to send him “safe travels” instead.

Maybe one day you would grow brave enough to tell him all that. And hopefully he would be brave enough to listen.

[laxmiree]

[CN] MLQC’s Lucien - Strategy Game Date - English Translation (1/2)

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

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

"Wow, if you remember someone, they must be really impressive!"

"Not at all. In fact, on most of the days we've played, he couldn't even win a pack of biscuits."

"So, about the same level as me then~"

"But MC is special to me. Whether it's ‘biscuits', 'candy', or even 'unreasonable requests', you always manage to win them over in another way."

Translation under the cut!

[T/N: Before reading the date, I highly recommend you all to read this R&S: Regarding What Book Doesn't Say (and while at it read The Victim Who Disappeared too~). This date contains important references to that R&S, and I would like to analyze this date later in comparison with it at the end of this date🥺 There's also some reference to S1 chapter 23 but I'm gonna assume that y'all already read it u.u.]

If you want to follow along with the voice, you can follow it here.

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[Call- On The Way Home from Work]

Lucien: I just saw your missed call, what's wrong?

MC: [worriedly] I was just wondering why Professor Lucien, who clearly got off work an hour ago, still hasn't come home yet.

Lucien: [chuckles softly]  Sorry, I was held up a bit by something.

Lucien: If you're not too busy, could you bring a trolley and come pick me up at the small park outside the complex?

MC: I certainly can, but what happened?

Lucien: I was stopped by that old gentleman who often plays chess in the park, and he invited me to play a game with him.

MC:  Hmm? Why did that grandpa suddenly "abandon" his friends and come to you?

Lucien: Today, his chess friend stood him up, so he was searching the whole park for a "destined" person who could play chess.

Lucien: And on my backpack, I happened to have a chess pendant that you gave me.

MC: Oh~ But the Xianqi (Chinese chess) Grandpa plays and international chess aren't the same type, right?

Lucien: There are indeed quite big differences between the two, but luckily, I'm not too unfamiliar with the rules of Xiangqi.

MC: Judging by Professor Lucien’s tone, it seems like he has won~

Lucien: It was a narrow victory.

Lucien: However... I'm having some regrets now.

MC: Why?

Lucien: Things seem to have gotten a little out of hand after I won the game. He enthusiastically invited me to solve an endgame puzzle—

[Trivia: In chess, endgame refers to a chess problem where only a few pieces remain on the board, and the challenge is to find the best moves to win or achieve a draw.]

Lucien: And after I solved it, I found out that this puzzle has apparently been around for a few years.

MC: Wow! That's amazing...! So, doesn't that mean the brilliant Professor Lucien is going to become a big celebrity in the park?

Lucien: [sighs] ...But they're a bit too enthusiastic.

Lucien: [he sounds so helpless and dumbfounded it's cute LOL] To celebrate, that grandpa and the elderly watching the game gave me all the eggs, rice, and cooking oil they got from the supermarket.

Lucien: I couldn't refuse at the moment, so now I'm stuck here, overwhelmed by this weighty goodwill.

MC:  Pfft, hahaha~ So that's why you asked me to bring a trolley and rescue you!

MC: I think I see you! Hmm? Are you buying something?

Lucien: [chuckles] Mm, I just found a flower vending machine here.

Lucien: After all, I did ask my girlfriend to come rescue me, so I figured I should at least buy a bouquet of flowers as a thank you.

[Prologue-Surprise Journey]

MC: You're going to compete against the world champion of 3D chess next week?!

When I arrive home from work and step into the entryway, the news hits me like a brick, leaving me frozen in place.

[Trivia: 3D Chess is a variant of traditional chess that adds a third dimension with multiple horizontal layers. It's different and more complex compared with classic 2D chess because besides being able to move horizontally, it can also move vertically between layers, and naturally, it has different rules compared to the classic (I tried to search the rules of one type of 3D chess and ended up being confused at it HAHA). Most ppl def can't easily learn it in one try unless you're Xu Mo]

Lucien calmly takes my bag and nods slightly.

Lucien: Mm, the tournament organizers invited Carl to play a simultaneous exhibition.

[Trivia: In chess simultaneous exhibition means one player plays against multiple opponents at the same time]

Lucien: Besides me, there will also be many 3D chess players and enthusiasts participating.

MC: ...Wait a minute, Lucien, you haven't been scammed, have you?

MC: There are a lot of scams going around these days that seem to trick people with things like registration fees.

[gurl why would you think that the great and mighty™️ Professor Lucien would get scammed🤣]

Lucien: That possibility certainly can't be ruled out, but I've already confirmed it.

Lucien can't help but chuckle a bit and opens the official website of the International Chess Federation.

Following the movement of his fingertips, I quickly found Lucien's name on the shortlist.

MC: So awesome…

MC: You've obviously only been playing 3D chess for a month, yet you're already able to participate in such a competition.

Lucien: This type of game is actually not that difficult once you grasp the rules.

MC: ...That's precisely something a genius would say.

He winks a little smugly, smiles, and pulls me into his arms.

Lucien: So, would MC like to go together?

Lucien: I recall you don't seem to be very busy next week.

MC: Of course, I would like to!

MC: This is your first time participating in a chess tournament, so I wouldn't want to miss it.

Lucien: That's good to hear. Otherwise, I might have to repack my suitcase.

Following his gaze, I notice he's already packed some of my clothes in the suitcase and I can't help but laugh.

MC: You already knew I'd say yes.

Lucien: Mm, after all, it seems like MC can never bring herself to turn down my requests.

[Date]

=[Part 1]=

MC: The guesthouse you chose is so beautiful!

I lean out from the villa window and look outside; the warm breeze passes through the tropical orange trees, stirring sweet orange-scented ripples on the clear pool water.

MC: This garden is exactly like a scene from an American movie, I feel like a pool party is about to start any second now.

Lucien: [chuckles] After I finish my competition, we might as well have a pool party here too.

MC: Sounds good! Then I…

I spin around excitedly, but then my gaze is suddenly caught by a vibrant blaze of crimson, making me fall silent.

Lucien is dressed in a cherry-red suit paired with an olive-green tie, giving off a bold retro vibe.

Complementing this look, a sleek leather belt with a ring buckle and a tilted round hat adds a touch of simplicity and style.

Lucien: [teasingly] If you keep looking at me like that, I might actually get a little shy.

Despite saying so, he doesn't shy away and instead approaches me with a smile.

MC: It's just so stunning... Did this Great Chess Player pick this outfit specifically for the competition?

Lucien: There will be a lot of people at the competition, so maybe this will help me better attract the attention of a certain little lady.

[T/N: Great Chess Player (大棋手 - dà qíshǒu) is how MC teasingly and admiringly refers to him while little lady (小姑娘 - xiǎo gūniang) is Lucien's special term of endearment to MC. So yes, he's the one picking the outfit to attract her attention, just like male peacocks displaying their feather🤣 Please don't be harsh on his color choice because he literally can't see them🥲]

MC: [pouts] Humph, I want to protest~

MC: Even without any help, I can still instantly spot you in a crowd!

Lucien: [chuckles] Of course, I believe that. But I also have a selfish motive.

He gently pinches my puffed-out cheeks and meets my gaze with a smile.

Lucien: [gently and sincerely] Just thinking about you watching me throughout the competition... it'll likely fill me with strength.

✂———————–

In the vast venue, a hundred chess players are seated at their tables, eagerly awaiting the arrival of Carl, the world champion.

The audience seats are already packed with hundreds of spectators, and the broadcasting equipment, along with the commentators, is set up and ready to go.

Feeling the solemn atmosphere, I shrink back a little and quickly walk over to the family seating area within the venue to sit down.

Host: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the International 3D Chess Championship!

Host: Here today, we have chess elites gathered from all around the globe.

Host: They have emerged from fierce preliminary rounds and will face Carl, the champion of the International 3D Chess Championship, in a head-to-head battle.

Just then, on the large screen suspended above the venue, a refined-looking man is waving and greeting the crowd below.

Host: Following the classic tournament rules, each player will have 120 minutes to make their first 40 moves, after which they will have another 60 minutes to complete the rest of the game.

Host: To ensure fairness and smooth progression, a team of referees will supervise the entire match.

Host: Please remain quiet during the match so that the players can concentrate.

Host: We hope you all enjoy this feast of intellect and strategy!

As the match bell rings, the first game appears on the big screen.

Carl opens with a knight's jump, using the black pieces. Time flows in silence for a long while before his opponent finally makes their move.

Just as the unfamiliar and complex cross-layer moves are starting to make my head spin, the game reaches Lucien's table.

Facing Carl's aggressive opening, Lucien doesn't panic. Calm and collected, he establishes his defensive formation.

I quietly note the position of his piece, trying to summon the knowledge I learned from playing classic chess with him in an effort to keep up with the game.

However, as the game progresses, I quickly become lost amidst the complexity of the situation.

Thankfully, that splash of cherry-red color always manages to blur out the world, allowing me to clearly see him every time I look up.

While waiting for his turn, Lucien leans back and intently watches the live screen, unlike the others who are engrossed in studying their own games.

[This passage implies that, unlike other players who are focused solely on their own games, Lucien is observing the matches on the live screen to study the world champion's strategies and gameplay. Also, this passage is an interesting parallel with how Lucien sees the world - to him, her color blurred the world around her, allowing him to see her clearly🥺]

Yet whenever it's his turn to make a move, he does it extremely quickly.

After a few rounds, players on the field are gradually eliminated and leave, but Lucien remains seated, his remaining time nearly equal to Carl's.

Most of the time, his expression remains calm, only occasionally does his brow and eyes curve slightly as if he's noticed some clever moves.

Even though he's far away, I feel like I can see that fascinating and captivating world through his eyes.

I gaze for a long time, so long that I only snap back to reality when Carl sits down opposite Lucien.

The stage is empty, and before I realize it, only that red figure remains.

The black and white sides are locked in a tense struggle, like a small battlefield. Pieces fell constantly, yet new attacks were relentlessly launched.

A hushed silence gradually spreads over the audience. Finally, the timer goes off, and the referee, who has been observing from the sidelines, rises to his feet.

He takes a step forward, waiting for Lucien to put down the piece in his hand, pick up a pen and write something, then seal the paper in an envelope.

As if on cue, the people around me rustle and leave. I instinctively get up as well, feeling puzzled, and head towards Lucien, who is also departing.

MC: Is the match over?

Lucien: Not yet, it's just that the official match time is up. Now the moves are sealed, and the match will resume in an hour.

MC: I see. So, what do you think?

Lucien: Although the situation is a bit tense right now, I've more or less deduced the strategy he'll likely use.

He narrows his eyes, looking like a smug little fox.

MC: Wow, I knew you were good, but I'm blown away that you've been able to hold your own against the world champion for so long…

Lucien: Would you mind holding onto that compliment until the 26th move and telling me again later, MC?

MC: Um?

I suddenly figured something out, and in that instant, I found the answer in those confident eyes.

Lucien: By then, I'll have won.

=[Part 2]=

Lucien wins.

At the 21st move in overtime, Carl topples his cornered king piece and concedes defeat.

It's not that I never thought he would win, but seeing Lucien standing on the podium, the clear reality of his victory washes over me along with the tide of applause.

I clap with extra force, wanting to convey all my heartfelt congratulations to him.

MC: Congratulations, grand champion!

As the award ceremony ends, after waiting by the side of the stage, I step forward and greet the person before me with a big hug.

An icy chill clings to him, yet the voice that falls upon my ear is incredibly gentle.

Lucien: [chuckles] I received all of MC's congratulations.

Lucien: Even though you were a bit far away, the way you clapped so enthusiastically was especially adorable, just like a little seal.

MC: Of course! As your girlfriend, I can't let myself be outdone by anyone else…

??: Mr. Lucien, congratulations.

A stranger's voice suddenly interrupts the conversation as Carl, dressed in a suit, walks over in surprise.

Carl: I'll always remember this match, I hope to see you again on the competition stage someday.

Lucien: Thank you, there will be a chance.

Lucien nods politely, and only after watching the other person disappear into the crowd does he speak, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

Lucien: Was that Carl?

MC: Hmm? Even a superbrain like you can have face blindness?

Lucien: Perhaps I was too focused on the chessboard, so I didn't pay attention to his appearance.

Lucien: Besides, his clothes seem completely different from what he wore this afternoon.

Seeing him explain earnestly, I can't help but laugh.

MC: [laughs] If I were Carl, I think I would be more hurt that my opponent, whom I faced for half a day, doesn’t remember me than about losing the match.

MC: Speaking of which, you don't forget everyone you've played chess with, do you?

Lucien: [stunned as if hit by a memory of someone from his distant past] …

It’s as if something leaps into the depths of those dark eyes along with my words, and they suddenly blink quickly.

Lucien: Not quite everyone.

MC: Wow, if you remember someone, they must be really impressive!

Lucien: Not at all.

Lucien: In fact, on most of the days we've played, he couldn't even win a pack of biscuits.*

MC: So, about the same level as me then~

I can't help but curve my lips into a smile, and it seems as though my rising smile also slowly melts that touch of indifference.

Lucien: [chuckles] You're right, it's about the same level. But MC is special to me.

Lucien: Whether it's ‘biscuits', 'candy', or even 'unreasonable requests', you always manage to win them over in another way.

MC: [laughs happily] Hahaha, that friend of yours would probably think you're way too biased if he heard you say that!

Lucien smiles faintly as if my words allow him to vaguely picture that person before his eyes—

Fuzzy... distant... yet somehow a little vivid.

Lucien: Perhaps, but all of those are just assumptions.

MC: Even if they are assumptions, aren't they still based on deductions from the past?

I hook my finger around his, gently swaying our hands together.

MC: Even if the past may be gone, isn't there still “something” from it that continues to run through your life in different forms;

MC: Accompanying you as you pass by and meet many amazing, yet lovely and warm people?~

Lucien: Of course, I have never denied that.

It was as though an imperceptible wound within those profound eyes had been quietly mended, allowing a trace of a smile to escape.**

Wanting to keep that smile lingering for a while longer, I wrinkle my nose.

MC: But... I've clearly played chess with you too, and several different kinds! Yet the first person Professor Lucien thought of wasn't me!

Lucien: …

Seeing his eyes widen slightly, I smile with satisfaction.

MC: Hmph, looks like I need to work harder! In that case, I'll start by learning 3D chess!

I take the prize chessboard from Lucien's hands, giving it a gentle shake.

MC: Please teach me, Teacher Lucien.

✂———————–

[T/N]

*: the biscuits!!! I'm sobbing ;-;, turns out Lucien still remembers Fan Zihang/Zack so clearly... I hope we'll get another mention of Fan Zihang/Zack on his birthday too huhu.

**: I'm taking liberties in translating this one 😂. The original line is “那双幽深的眼瞳里似有道小小裂隙被悄悄填上,终于泄 出一点笑意。” which if literally translated it will be “In that pair of deep and dark eyes, it was as if a small crack had been quietly filled up, finally revealing a hint of a smile.”. The 'crack' can symbolize an unhealed wound from the past. As it gradually fills, this wound is slowly mending, allowing him to release some of his past burdens and letting a hint of joy show through his eyes. Or, you can also think of it as a frozen lake that slowly melts and reveals a small crack, allowing the sunlight to fill in and showing what's in the water all this time (there's happiness from those past memories too).

Next: Part 3 & 4-> [Here]

[doll-for-you-11]

Cn you tell a bit about yourself, so people can make more details treats?

Of course!

Im 21 years old, Ive got pretty big tits (D Cup). Im 5 ft 1, brown eyes, long red hair and freckles.

Outside of this blog, I play guitar (a little) and read a lot. I haven't been super active because Im a college student and I work at a book store on campus so Im usually not home.

As you can probably tell, my favorite color is purple. I wouldn't really say I have a specific style? I like to wear low cut tops (not only because I like feeling slutty 😘) but because I think they look more flattering on me? And I like wearing either short skirts or ripped up jeans (for the same reasons).

I live in the United States, more towards the east coast. I live with a couple roommates who are very rarely home, especially on the weekends. And I always leave my bedroom window unlocked 😉.

If I had to pick a few things that are my favorite? Definitely being tied up, nipple clamps, being spanked/slapped/hit. Anything that causes that pain in the moment honestly?

Also just being degraded and humiliated. Being called degrading names and being mocked while being used especially when its rough just immediately makes my eyes roll back.

For the most part Im actually really quiet. I try to moan and stuff but it always feels a bit forced? I would love to have someone actually make me be loud and then mock me for it.

💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

[ct-multifandom]

Miraculous s6 Trailers Breakdown

Before I get into it, if it calms anyone’s nerves, I think this poster is a case of questionable graphic design. The weird official render style makes the characters look different from normal, plus Chat, Carapace, and Rena are all squished to match Ladybug’s proportions on the poster. This is an interesting choice from the designer: making the smallest character in the group take up the entire height and corresponding width of the poster and then awkwardly smushing the others in next to her. That’s why Carapace looks more short and stout than usual, and why Chat and Rena are kinda elongated. It doesn’t help that they shrunk Rena to accommodate her fox ears.

I’m liking the little updates to the hero suits. I honestly wasn’t expecting to see change for anyone but Ladybug and Chat, so now I’m excited to see everyone else. I love the changes on Carapace. They took his old, pretty simple suit and added a lot of new textures like the chest plate and wrist guards, and they gave him fingerless gloves and neck speakers. This gives me hope that they’ll update other designs that get criticized for just being a bodysuit with a decal on it like Ryuko and Viperion’s into something more interesting.

Rena is very similar, but her ears are bigger and pointier, the flute has been redesigned, her palms are white now, she has big poppin’ eyeliner, and her tail seems to be dark. Some people noted that they seem to be making Alya’s skin look darker after accusations of whitewashing her, so I hope they’ll finally give Pegasus the same treatment.

I’ve seen people say LB and CN must’ve taken influence from their reverse selves for their current designs, and CN seems to have some PV nods like his new shirt collar. Ladybug’s design feels more mature and is probably a response to criticism of her looking too simple as a character with a fashion interest among other superheroes with more detailed designs.

I didn’t include the poster of Marinette’s outfit, but overall I like it. I agree with people saying the bow on her shirt feels extra, but I like her emonette jacket. Her tights under jorts remind me of Mylene’s outfit, making me wonder if there’s some character influence there, or if they’ll be changing Mylene’s clothes so they don’t look too similar.

First look at Alya! Yay! I love her new haircut. It reminds me of Haru from persona 5. She seems to be wearing the same shirt, which is lame. Maybe the rest of her outfit has changed, or maybe they’re not fixing what isn’t broke. It’s disappointing, though, that Adrien’s outfit looks the same. I can only dream that they’re leading up to a makeover scene where he realizes he’s allowed to pick out his own clothes now, but alas.

Here Adrien is jogging with a new character (?) who has a prosthetic leg. There’s no good look at their face and even this screenshot sucks. If this is the same scene as Marinette with binoculars, then we might be getting a rare moment of a new character being introduced through Adrien rather than Marinette, perhaps someone he knows from rich people stuff or whatever nebulous and dubiously canon sports he participates in.

This frame appears after a camera pan right from a modernized remodel of the school. Before, there were average city blocks around the school, so whatever this is might be part of an expanded campus built for Bustier’s utopian academy.

I think I’ve written in a post before that I hope ML does something to commemorate the Paris 2024 Olympics, so I’m thrilled to see an Olympian akuma in the trailer! Perhaps this character is a celebrity cameo, but idk anything about Team France and its stars. It’s possible this scenario will be a special episode as well, but maybe more like the plastic special than the world specials. I hope they have to beat her by competing in games like Penalteam but with less cheating. It’d be awesome if the other heroes helped represent events that fit their characters. An episode like that would be a fun and light way to introduce the new animation and hero designs without diving into deep overarching drama and lore.

Perhaps the character jogging with Adrien is connected to this episode since they have a prosthetic running leg and seem athletic.

Here’s our first look at Lila’s akumatization. Her mask thing is very pretty and soft looking compared to Gabriel’s sharp, geometric, simple one. It reminds me of a masquerade mask with all the swirls. Maybe there’s some visual symbolism here of Lila being a more complex butterfly user than Hawkmoth. We also see her shooting some sort of beam at CN from the mask, maybe separate from the akuma’s power. I hope they’ll revisit the somewhat-retconned bloodbending power we saw Hawkmoth use on Evillustrator and Pixelator and explore the full extent of the butterfly’s power over their akumas.

Tomoe? Astruc said he wants Kagami to fight her and take her down further down the road, and I believe she may be a bigger villain than they’re making her out to be now. Lila is great and all, but an adult threat who owns a tech megacorp and is one of the only surviving members of Gabriel’s creepy billionaire sentibaby cult seems like a scarier enemy than the pathological liar from class. We don’t know Lila’s deal yet, but I imagine her villain motives are probably something deeply personal. Meanwhile, Tomoe might be trying to reach some greater goal that Gabriel failed to achieve. Both she and Lila practically had all the fruits of his evil labor fall into their laps without lifting a finger, so they might have an interesting dynamic as rival villains or fake allies.

Okay this is from the London special. The synopsis says someone found Ladybug’s identity to take her down, and she and Bunnyx have to solve the mystery and reverse the events. This masked person looks like they may be the enemy, and their design is themed after the rabbit miraculous. People have been kinda assuming that it’s just Lila, but everyone in the audience knows she’s the next big villain right now, so it feels like a cop-out to frame this special as a mystery. It could still be her, and it’s just a mystery to the heroes, but what if the enemy is someone else? If they’re using the rabbit miraculous, Lila wouldn’t have access to it during season 5 unless she stole it somehow and gave it back unnoticed.

My theory is that the villain is Tomoe who got the miraculous from Gabriel. The trailer shows catbug looking in on Adrien and Kagami in their white rooms, so maybe during that time, Gabriel sent rabbit!Tomoe after Ladybug to ensure his victory in the upcoming finale, and maybe she has her own motives as well.

I recall Zag releasing concepts of some hero or spy characters from London a long time ago, and I thought they’d be for the London world special like Eagle and Lady Dragon, but maybe they’re for a different show or got scrapped in favor of focusing on the main miraculous plot (which honestly, good. Please focus on the existing characters)

Finally, poor Nooroo in Lila’s creepy catacomb bunker. I hope her jumpscare reaction at the end of s5 wasn’t just the sight of him. It would feel odd after the latest of Marinette’s hero friends were totally chill seeing kwamis for the first time. He’s in some bubble here. Maybe it’s stopping him from sharing things he’s not allowed to say, or maybe Lila is forcing him to stay put? I’m also curious about the angle and what that metal bar is a part of. Is Lila sitting under a table?

Anyway! TLDR I like the new designs overall and I’m excited to see everyone else. I’m also excited at the prospect of an Olympics episode and I think Tomoe may be the next big villain next to or even surpassing Lila.

[ourlittleuluru]

I HAVE SO MANY, BUT ALSO 0 THOUGHTS ON THE NEW MEMORY WITH XAVIER???? (Because I feel like my brain is entirely assaulted by so much... no brain cells survived)

Okay... but the vibe that I got previously where I mentioned that Xavier felt like he could finally bring his walls down... MAN JUST BROUGHT DOWN THE ENTIRE DAM I TELLS YOU!

All in all, LOVE the story line and the development that happened within! Big character development too!

Full ramblings under the cut (ヘ ° w °;)ヘ (beware... it's a hecking long post...)

Off the start and there's already reference to their past lives being in the same school 😭

Of course, he made the first move, he was the one that even wanted to elope, but MC was dense (and also too responsible) 😤

Xavier... you and your technicalities. This man, seriously... And the fact that his profile has like... 0 information... huh. What a surprise, not. The way MC retorts thoooo

HE IS A PLANET THAT'S STRAYED FROM ORBIT இ௰இ And Xavier's been on his guard this whole time...

AND HELLO? NEWLYWED BANTER ALREADY???! CUTE??? 😩

ALSO THE FACT XAVIER SPUN THE STORY THAT HE BROKE AWAY FROM HIS FAMILY...! ELOPING!!! ANOTHER CALLBACKKKKK 😭😭😭

(and as usual, there's gotta be the gossiping asian aunties xd;;; )

Okay I need to stop it with the caps.... But I really can't help feeling like yelling into the void because all my brain cells are just being thrown all around by this memory. Okay, breathe...

Classic Xavier just... easily winning over the elderlies =w=;;; and then the corny (cringe to me) petnames tho 😭 stud muffin???? cutie patootie??? I can't evennnn

Okay the CN version, they just call each other baby/宝宝... the stark difference 🤣

it's still cute how they try to act so hard X'D but Xavier's totally just living out his fantasies at this point, I'm sure. Xavier's acting was very natural in a way. How easily he just leans on MC before, and calling her using a pet name, even just holding onto her after and naturally flowing into a "Come back soon" 🥺🥺🥺

Just a few days and they're already naturally living their domestic life, as if it's always been that way o(TヘTo)

Later on, Jenna commented on how MC has gotten thinner and MC was like thinking how most of the food was cooked by Xavier ToT Man is trying his hardest!

AND OKAY HELLO???! XAVIER CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT NUMBER 1????

MC totally is just letting Xavier use the kitchen???! No snappy remarks about kitchens on fire???

(and also MC just casually remembering what her at-home husband's favourite fruit is and just picking one up back for him 😭)

AND NO KITCHENS ON FIRE FOR REAL!!! I REPEAT NO FIRES IN THE KITCHEN! Xavier FINALLY can cook!?!! (but what's with the teasing Xavier ToT MARSHMALLOW SPAGHETTI?????)

His food is MC approved 😭😭😭😭 BABY BOY HAS GROWN!

And he just... casually indulged in her touch....

And why is it that after carrying out their mission, Xavier went from a simple white shirt, shows up in a whole getup? ToT but I'll take it! And MC being dense again and how Xavier just corrects her but she goes to hug him right away???? The whole 21 days to create a habit thing... And the way he asks for more?????? Man is slipping. He's about to just. Let it go.

And to think... the whole Kindled just started with MC's little push when Xavier replies vaguely as usual

Guess after 21 days of living out your dream life, nothing be holding him back at this point huh. And the way Xavier's tone just completely changed! HE BECAME SO SOFT AND LIKE NEEDY SOUNDING LIKE AHJDSHAFKLSDFL

BUT OML????! HELLO??? HOLD ON!!!

In the trailer, there were 2 kisses, right? MC just straight up snuck one! And Xavier went in for not one, BUT TWO! MORE TIMES. TWO!!

LOOK. THE FLOOD GATES HAVE OPENED. HE JUST BE LETTING ALL THE STUFF HE'S HELD BACK, OUT. Nothing is stopping him any more. And he's not about to let anything stop him after this, for sure.

Xavier finally can be himself. No facades, no alternate identities that he feels like he needs to put a distance with. Just as much as he loves every version of MC, he's dedicating every bit of him to MC 😭😭😭 I just... I can'tttttt. THIS WHOLE PART AFTER THE KINDLED BROKE ME...!

AND THEN HE SNEAKS IN ONE MORE FINAL KISS RIGHT AT THE END?!!! (≧﹏ ≦) aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Okay. I'm done. I'm just... so done. I won't recover from this. I don't think I can... 💗_(:з)∠)_

[nightfurmoon]

just wanted to give you a big kudos for all the work you do to keep this fandom alive! I probably wouldn’t have ever known about Villainous if I hadn’t stumbled onto your blog, and now i’m hooked.

I know we just have to be patient (a lot stuff is happening behind the scenes etc) but it’s just so frustrating that the show has still not had any real advertising in the US and it’s been almost a decade now since the show was even picked up by CN, and still nothing has really been announced about future episodes. No wonder that CN studios is going bankrupt if this is how they treat their shows)

Thank you! I'm glad to hear my blog is still helping folks ^^

And yeah, it's not as easy as it seems. It's a tough world for animation studios/animators out there. Let's hope we get news soon!

[miraculouslbcnreactions]

Have you already shared your general thoughts on Lila? If yes, u can ignore this ask.

But Lila for me is such a weird and confusing character that I just can‘t take serious at all. I don‘t even hate her, the only emotion I feel towards her is confusion.

She‘s essentially a nobody. She‘s a teenager with no personality, no hobbies or aspirations, not a single person she actually gives a crap about. Her only character trait is that she lies, and we‘re not even given a true motivation for that. She‘s like that until all through s5, there‘s no built-up at all to her being the next big villain, especially bc it just feels like she‘s doing it to destroy Ladybug bc she was a little mean once in season 1 and not bc she has a special wish which she needs the LB and CN miraculous for.

(Spoiler for London special)

Even now her goal is so unspecific and unclear even though her wish is the one thing that the special revolves around. It seems like she just destroys the universe out of spite or something?

Idk this ask is all over the place but so is Lila‘s character so it‘s fitting…

I have given my general thoughts before and you can find more specific stuff in my posts with the #Lila deserves better and #Lila salt tags, which I'm pretty good about using.

My general thoughts pretty much match yours: why is she even here? What is her motivation supposed to be? Why am I supposed to care about her? Why would you pick her as the new main villain?

It's honestly embarrassingly bad writing to have this character so underdeveloped when she's been around since the final episode of season one. Even if the "make Lila the big bad" choice only happened in season five, they still had a whole season to set her up and then... didn't. They didn't even set up the multiple identities reveal even though it would have been so easy to have Kagami's manipulative friend be an alternate Lila so that we thought Kagami was getting advice from some rando who didn't know the whole story only for the reveal to be that it was Lila all along! That would be so much more satisfying...

[maxwellatoms]

B&M-related question: the characters' designs from the pilot look pretty different from the designs of the rest of the episodes. Why did you and the team decide to change them?

That was a direct result of having zero development time. CN told me that the pilot wouldn't be a part of the series run and that if I won the big pick, that's when we'd get into development.

To my recollection, I never got any development time that I didn't take for myself in the odd hours between eating dinner and playing Morrwind.

I've actually never started a production that has had all of its ducks in a row. There's always been a "Whoops! We accidentally gave you six too many half-hours so your story arc is dead" or a "Did we not mention that we blew half the budget before you got here?"

I'm still intensely jealous of shows like Tron: Uprising and Animaniacs that have these (relatively) cush schedules and budgets, but those types of shows are deals with devils I know I can't handle.

Still, it must be amazing to look out over the neatly organized rows of troops with the knowledge that there's a sound plan in your mind before you wake up to all of the blood and screaming.

[cheesy09]

[CN] MLQC 7th Anniversary - Kiro's Route (Final Part)

🌸 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for content that hasn't been released on the EN server yet! 🌸

[Note: This was translated with the help of Google Translate :>]

Prev: Part 4

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[Section 1]

As we wander around the city, we capture more and more video footage.

I can't help but look forward to seeing what kind of "results" Kiro will turn these images into.

At noon, Kiro receives a call from Savin asking him to go to the company and asks me to go to Huapu Street for him to pick up a sample of the new album.

Unexpectedly, when I get back home, the dim room is lit up with tiny lights. The walls and furniture, at some point, were covered in tiny star-shaped lights.

Anticipating something in my heart, I hold my breath and slowly walk up the stairs, following the trail of light.

At the end of the trail, a big heart hangs on the door.

MC: ...Kiro?

Calling his name, I push open the door to the terrace—

The orange-yellow lights bathe the terrace in a gentle warm glow, yet I find no sign of him. In the center of the terrace, a camera is placed on a tripod, with a bear-shaped writing tablet next to it.

MC: “Mission: Make a heart shape with your hands in five different ways to the camera to summon the real Mr. Bear.”

I laugh and make a big heart to the camera.

With each action I complete, my anticipation to see him grows ever stronger.

After making the last heart gesture, the surroundings suddenly light up.

Fountain fireworks gush out from all corners, and a familiar song sounds from behind me.

I turn around — and since I don't know when, I find that touch of gold standing not too far from me. His gentle singing echoes throughout the terrace and spreads into the boundless night sky.

Holding the microphone, Kiro slowly approaches me step by step, accompanied by the melody.

As the final note sounds, he steps in front of me.

Kiro: Welcome, MC, to the premier of Kiro-Miss Chips' first ever variety show.

Breathing in the faint scent of lemon, I smile and take a step forward to embrace him.

MC: Someone lied about certain information and went and prepared a surprise in secret. So I've caught him now~

Kiro: That's because I know how much Miss Chips loves surprises. If I didn't do this...

Kiro: How would I be able to see you smiling so happily?

He tightens his arms around me and brushes his chin against my head.

Kiro: So join me, and continue unveiling these surprises little by little.

-

With a blanket shielding us from the cold night air, we snuggle together in a warm corner of the sofa.

The screen lights up, and accompanied by lively music, a familiar bouquet of flowers pops in.

Looking at the fresh petals, a faint floral fragrance seems to follow the memory and linger at the tip of my nose.

My eyes on the screen sparkle, overcome with longing and joy. His frank feelings cause my ears to burn, and I shyly shrink closer to him.

Turns out that this is how I look at Kiro.

A light laugh comes to my ear, and our clasped hands tighten again.

Together, our figures walk through the streets and alleys. The sun chases behind me, fallen leaves float across the sky, and in this instant, the ordinary everyday moments in life are all coated with brilliant light.

Turns out that even simple life can be so joyful. There is no need for over-the-top romance. Just us holding hands and following each other's shadows is dazzling enough.

Kiro: You're smiling so happily beside me, Miss Chips~

MC: You too, your eyes have almost narrowed into slits!

Kiro: Not just that. I've also developed quite a few abdominal muscles the past few days~

We continue to chat in front of these colourful images, as though we will never run out of things to talk about. Even as the last scene freezes on our smiling faces, I still feel a bit unsatisfied.

He too seems to still be immersed in the show. After a while, he gently squeezes our intertwined fingers.

Kiro: Is the guest satisfied with this episode?

MC: Immensely! It feels like I've gone through these days all over again.

MC: The only problem is that I can't hit "next" for the show we filmed. I want to watch the next episode right now.

Kiro: This program will always be there, and it will always record our happiness.

Kiro: But, our premiere ceremony isn't over yet. So—

Kiro: Close your eyes.

His gentle words are like a feather, making me unconsciously close my eyes.

As my vision falls into darkness, my other senses seem to heighten.

I can feel him getting closer. His warm breath brushes across the top of my head, and I can feel his body heat quietly transfer over to me.

Something gently presses onto my hair. Then, his fingers slowly comb through the ends of my locks, and after a moment, a soft laugh comes from above my head.

Kiro: It really fits... Open your eyes.

Opening my eyes, I once again find myself arrested by that gaze that is clearer than a starry night. He takes me by the hand and walks me to the floor-length mirror beside him.

In the bright frame of the mirror, a crown shining with tiny rays of light rests on the top of my head, like a star that has fallen into the mortal world.

At the crown's centre is a bright gold star, shining dazzlingly under the light.

He gently places his hands on my shoulder and takes in my appearance in the mirror. Those eyes, brighter than diamonds, are filled with tenderness, as though they are gazing at an extremely precious treasure.

Kiro: Now it's award ceremony time.

Kiro: Happy seventh anniversary, my Miss Chips. Congratulations on winning the "Best Female Guest" award in this variety show.

MC: Wow! There's an award ceremony?

Kiro: Of course. Because you're always making me discover things... that are important and precious.

Kiro: So this award is for the ever indispensable you.

Kiro: MC, you will always be my one-of-a-kind treasure.

As soon as he finishes speaking, fireworks shoot up into the sky amidst the darkness, and then rush towards the earth, long tails trailing behind them like shooting stars.

Under the bright night sky, his eyebrows curve.

Kiro: I realised while I was editing the video; I missed so much of the cuteness that MC would accidentally reveal.

Kiro: This feeling is quite... surprising. It's like I'm getting to know you all over again.

Kiro: I'm really happy.

Kiro: Turns out that I don't know everything about you, that... there are still so many things about my treasure that sparkle.

MC: Perhaps it’s because we are always changing? The me of yesterday is different from the me of today—

MC: The you of tomorrow will surely have something more that I don't know about than the you of today.

Even though we have long grown accustomed to being together, we keep thinking we know everything about each other.

But there are still countless small changes filling every inch of life. They constantly fit together, blending into each other to form a new life.

Kiro: When I was little, I was always eager to change, to become someone who could protect you.

Kiro: But then, I got a little scared. I didn’t know what kind of change was right, or good.

He looks at me, as if looking at his former self through my eyes.

Kiro: But I'm no longer as worried. Instead... I look forward to it.

Kiro: Because you love me. Your love has made me a very, very good person.

Kiro: I'm able to accept myself more and more, love this world, and love you who is always loving me.

Kiro: This must be the most fortunate thing... The biggest miracle.

I hold his face in my hands as I try to imprint his gaze at this moment onto my heart.

MC: It wasn't just me who "triggered" this miracle. There was also someone beside me giving me strength.

MC: He made me realise that being loved is such a happy thing.

Grand fireworks bloom in the sky, and within his gaze as well. I put my arms around his shoulders and slowly move closer.

MC: My award ceremony is over. Now it’s time to “award” our great producer Kiro.

In his gentle and moist gaze, our warm breaths grow closer and closer. I slowly close my eyes and mobilise all of my senses to affirm this fiery heart.

Time flies, but the initial exhilaration and feelings remain unchanged. This must be the most fortunate thing in the world.

The glow of the fireworks fills the entire night sky, illuminating the falling snowflakes, shrouding this city of love and romance in a winter dream.

Kiro: MC, I will definitely be your "Best Actor" forever.

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[Section 2]

For this part, Producers had to write postcards to their respective love interests last year to which their love interests would respond to this year.

Hence this part begins with Kiro reading MC's postcard.

Kiro stares at the piece of paper on which I have written my sincere words, and seems to be locked in a trance.

Just as I am nervously waiting to see what he will say, those deep blue eyes suddenly look up, and the fiery light flashing within them makes my ears burn.

MC: [blushing] ...What is it?

Kiro: Nothing, I just suddenly want to...

His following words melt at the corner of my mouth, and his gentle breath is akin to a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, leaving a slight lingering warmth.

His hot and dry fingertips gently touch the side of my face. I place my palm against his hand, feeling the temperature there resemble a burning heart.

Kiro: While I do feel that I'm already incredibly happy, every time I receive these things that convey your longing for me...

Kiro: I realise that I can be even happier than I already am.

MC: Actually, while I was writing that, I was also thinking that it would be great if this year could pass quickly so that this letter could see you sooner.

MC: But I also thought that if this year went by slowly, we'd be able to enjoy more time together.

Kiro: It's good to slow down a bit. Even though you and I were both busy this year... I enjoyed every minute and second we spent together 120%.

Kiro: The happy time we spent together can be rated at least 99 points!

MC: That's right, but I think I can make up for the remaining point after I read your letter to me.

When I wrote the first word, I thought of you again.

This feeling has become more and more frequent, and I often don't even notice it. But when I find myself humming unconsciously, or smiling, I realize that it's Miss Chips that's coming from my heart!

No wonder I feel happier every year.

I miss you in the sun, in the rain, and in the snow. This yearning will run through winter, spring, summer, and autumn, and come to your side!

And now - its owner wants a big hug.

From: Kiro

-

As I finish reading the last sentence, I turn around and throw myself into the arms that have been waiting for me.

MC: I take back what I said before, this letter is not to add the remaining point to 99. This should be a 100+1 points.

The hands hugging my back tighten slightly, as if to express all the thoughts lingering between the lines.

I have felt that heart of his more than once. It is filled with an ardent and unconcealed love that irrigates my own heart over and over again.

He buries his face in my hair, his voice tender and a bit hoarse.

Kiro: I might be too accustomed to the feeling of having MC by my side. Time seems to slow down a lot when we're not together.

Kiro: I'll always be thinking about what you're doing now and whether you're thinking about me too.

Kiro: Just like now, I miss you more than I did last year when I wrote this postcard.

His unconcealed love flows along with his body temperature, wrapping me in a soft and sweet cloud, and even causing my heart to palpitate a bit.

MC: Then think about me more~

MC: While I do think we need to be moderate in everything we do, I don’t think “missing me” falls into that category!

MC: I never limit myself when I think about you.

Hearing what I said, he buries his head close to my ear and laughs, causing our chests, which are pressed together, to vibrate.

Kiro: Okay~ But the love in my heart has been growing rapidly; growing faster and more abundantly than I imagined...

Kiro: As for what it will look like in the end, perhaps only when we walk together into the future, long after the fact, can we find out.

MC: It is free to grow into whatever shape it wants of course...

I raise my head within his embrace and tighten my arms around him.

MC: It will all be mine by then anyways!

Kiro: Of course, after all, it is because of you that this relationship has its place.

His eyes flicker slightly, and then he lowers his forehead, like some kind of expectation and promise.

Kiro: With you, my heart is always free.

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[Section 3]

Kiro: ...Loveland City Hall?

Kiro mutters as he takes out a packaged envelope from the mailbox at the door. I lean over to take a peek and find a big love heart printed on the envelope.

Thinking of all the love that can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys of the city recently, a guess emerges in my mind.

MC: Could it be a little easter egg for this event?

He too nods thoughtfully and tears open the envelope along the fold marks. But after we see what is inside, we are both left stunned—

There are actually four photos of us.

We are all smiles in the photos, captured and frozen by a camera from somewhere unknown.

Kiro: While I knew from the beginning that these cameras were set up at the event venue, I didn't expect the photos to be this good.

MC: You already have a good sense for the camera~ And since I'm close to someone who's good at it, that makes me good as well~

Kiro: I think that MC looks beautiful from every angle.

In the coloured photos, our smiles carry happy memories, as though they are about to jump out of the photo paper.

In the first picture, I raise my fingertips to his heart and make a sniper gesture. The flying pink petals entwine around us, making the air appear filled with a hint of sweetness.

MC: Wow, what a coincidence... this was actually captured on camera!

Kiro: So it seems that I cooperated quite well at that time.

MC: Hehe, your movements synchronized as soon as I "fired". Such is the on-the-spot reaction speed of a professional actor!

Kiro: It should be said that it was a direct bodily reaction, because at that time... you really "hit" me.

MC: Huh?

Kiro: Just like this...

As he speaks, he moves closer to me, his smiling blue eyes like an endless ocean.

Kiro: Looking at me intently like this, only at me...

Kiro: I was looking only at you, and the way you smiled went straight through my heart.

His frank gaze makes my ears go red. I smile and nudge him, pulling out the next photo.

We sit on tree stumps by the shore, the bright sunlight filtering through the leaves and falling onto us.

MC: This has to be the first camera we discovered by ourselves.

Kiro: If you ignore the fact that we sacrificed a portion of fish and chips, it counts.

Seeing him pout, I burst out laughing.

MC: But thanks to the seagulls that snatched the fries and flew over here, we were able to discover this scene and now we have such a beautiful photo!

MC: Does this make up for the small regret of having your fried fish taken away?

When he hears me ask this, he smiles and hooks my hand.

Kiro: As soon as I said that there was a camera, MC turned around and did the same thing as me. At that time, I felt that you were by my side with such a tacit understanding...

Kiro: It seems like I have nothing to regret.

He holds my hand and together, we turn to the next photo.

MC: Huh? This scene—

In this photo of me hopping around, I'm "occupying" two squares, and Kiro is hugging me from behind.

Coming over to take a look, his eyes light up, and he picks up the remote control to move the progress bar of the "variety show" we have just watched to a certain spot in the middle.

On the screen, Kiro takes a long step forward and hugs me from behind.

MC: Wow, it's almost the same angle as the one we took with the drone!

Kiro: They probably even said hello to each other at the time.

Kiro: "Hey, are you also taking pictures of this happy couple?"

MC: "Yes, such a beautiful moment must be recorded"!

I respond by lovingly poking Kiro's face in the photo with my fingers.

MC: Even though I have seen this scene before, it still makes me happy, seeing it again.

Kiro: Perhaps we've unconsciously left this little bit of "happiness" in every corner of the city.

Kiro: When you recycle them, the happiness you felt back then will reappear.

As we talk, we turn our eyes to the last photo.

Under the evening glow, Kiro is playing the guitar on the Ferris wheel.

The melody from that time faintly echoes in my ears. I hum a few notes, but the melody slips out of my mind.

MC: How did that song go?

Kiro: Like this—

Kiro hums two passages, but unlike the gentle and beautiful melody of that day, it is instead playful and lively.

He sways his body slightly, and his golden hair also sways with the dancing notes, making me smile and lean on his shoulder.

MC: Why do I feel something is different? How did this superstar forget the tune?

Kiro: Because I improvise them all.

Kiro: At that time, while we were sitting in the Ferris wheel, the whole city around us, and the setting sun falling on your hair... it was so beautiful that it was indescribable.

Kiro: At that moment, the world seemed to belong just to the two of us.

MC: What about now?

Kiro: Now, the two of us are like hibernating squirrels, staying at home to keep warm and enjoy snacks.

As he says this, he hums a few lively melodies. Leaning on his shoulder, I hum along with him, adding a bit of liveliness to the tranquility of this winter night.

Four brief moments, like splashed paint, make the memories of the past ten days even more brilliant.

After Kiro and I hang them on the wall, I look at the photos of us with great satisfaction.

Kiro: Hanging them here will increase the happiness of this home several times.

MC: I feel like every time I pass by here, I'll unconsciously look at them.

Kiro: Sure enough, happy moments still need images to record them.

Kiro: If MC feels less happy in the future, you can bring these photos to me and say—

Kiro: "Kiro! Cheer up! The 'number one spot of bringing happiness to MC' is going to be snatched away by Apple Box and Cello~"

Kiro: With the help of "professional cheerleader Miss Chips", it'll be "fixed" in no time.

We smile at each other, and when I look at the photos again, I suddenly realize something.

MC: Speaking of which, we were so busy filming and having fun this time that we didn't really complete the “main activity” of Finding Hearts very well.

Kiro: For me, the most important "heart" has always been by my side.

He smiles, and bringing his face close to mine, he looks at the photo of us on Huapu Street hanging on the wall.

Kiro: I also have a heart that I want you to find, and I plan to reveal it at the very end... but from the very beginning, I've always been "targeted" by you.

He takes my hand and places it on his chest.

Kiro: It's beating hard, isn't it?

Kiro: As soon as I get close to you, it will feel an irresistible "signal".

Kiro: It's like a guide, and also a "command". As long as I feel it, I will have all the happiness.

Kiro: I know it will always exist, so I will always be the happiest Kiro in the world.

The room falls silent and a blazing heat meets my lips, melting each and every one of his words.

Kiro: MC, this heart of mine is willing to be yours forever.

[END]

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Masterlist: Here

[writefinch]

Cheerleader Ransom, Pt.4 (CN: noncon, bondage, anal, enemas, rimming)

'Look at that, ain't it peachy?'

The camera went in and out of focus, whip-marred buttocks pried apart by hairy sausage-link fingers, skin so pale it cast a halo of glare where her flesh ended and the rough digits began. Her asshole was in the center of the shot, pink and puckered and slick with lube; beneath it her pussy had been crudely sealed over with duct tape. As the shot zoomed out, the marks and bruises of the previous days' trials appeared on her skin; any hope that this might be anyone other than Robert's own daughter on the screen disappeared.

The cameraman panned up and the leader of the kidnappers stepped into frame. 'Well, Robert, I was gonna say that if you'd paid up yesterday you'd have saved at least one of your little girl's virgin holes, but honestly, with the way it's been winking up at us I don't think we'd have been able to restrain ourselves either way.'

A breathy, pained noise came from below. Hannah was lying on her belly, both arms tied behind her back, strapped together at the wrists and at the elbow., Her right leg was bent backwards so far that her heel was over the small of her back, held in place by a length of rope that had been tied around her ankle at one end and to the back of her leather collar at the other. The rope forced her to arch her back severely to keep her collar from choking her, an asymmetry which looked distinctly uncomfortable.

'Don't worry about us getting our dicks dirty in her ass, we hung her up by her ankles this morning and gave her a couple of half-gallon enemas. She whined about the cramping but by the end she was clean enough to drink out of. In fact, after a little talk with Sparky, she even volunteered to prove it! She threw it straight back up afterwards but I gotta tell you it was pretty hot, don't worry we've got it all on video, we'll send you a special features cut in a couple of days.'

He knelt down next to Hannah, his cock glistening with grease and looking harder than flesh had any right to look. Robert would have thought it too big to possibly fit inside his daughter had he not seen ample proof otherwise over the past several days. She squirmed as the man straddled her leg, and froze when the head pressed against her hole. The kidnapper sucked air through his teeth. 'It always hurts them more when they tense up and try to fight it,' he said, 'but it makes them so much tighter!'

He dropped his weight, her ring yielded to the pressure and the head slipped inside. She howled and she thrashed and the thrashing pulled her collar tight enough to choke her and by the time she knew which way was up the man had wedged half of his eight-inch cock up her asshole. The previous rapes had a frenetic velocity to them, the men had barely wetted their dicks in her cunt and mouth before humping away at top speed, but her tightness and the awkwardness of the position meant that this violation was horribly slow in comparison. There would not be the easy relief of a sudden climax this time, it would be hundreds of jerky, halting thrusts before the man reached the drilling pace that would get him off. The other men seemed to have a sense of this; it wasn't until the chief kidnapper had worked up a good pace and a good sweat that one of the others stuffed his half-erect cock between Hannah's trembling lips.

The mic picked up at once too much sound and too little of it, the gluck-gluck-gluck of facefucking syncopated with the rhythmic slapping of hips against her butt flattening out every other muttered taunt from the kidnapper. '--fucking whore--doesn't--a shit about you--ruin you--if you don't--really fucking hurt you--'

The man raised his voice and hand and the cameraman walked round to capture the rape from behind and up-close so that the crack of her ass took up the middle third of the frame. The mic picked up the gutteral noise of a man spitting on a woman's face as the pace of the fucking went frenetic, a second later the kidnapper pulled his cock out in a fluid movement, her asshole gaping open raw and pink and wide as a silver dollar, quivering and twitching for a second before the cock shot out a rope of sperm directly into the hole, and another and another until he squeezed out the last drops onto her almost-closed anus. He had barely stepped aside when the next man stepped into place and sunk his cock into the girl, and as the camera panned up it revealed another three men in front of her cramming their cocks into her mouth in turn. The men up front grabbed the rope between her ankle and collar and pulled it forward, forcing her head forward onto their dicks to relieve the torturous strain on her leg and hips. They did not pace themselves, one man climaxing in her mouth only to be replaced by another moments later, and the man raping her asshole pulled out to cum over her face as she hacked up sperm onto the mattress below.

She passed out after being sodomized another two times, the men up front begrudingly giving her a break as they held ammonia salts under her nostrils. Her spastic jerks helped the men using her ass get off faster, but they kept having to slap her cheeks to make her open her mouth long enough to orally rape her. The facefucks became more cautious as she passed out a second and a third time, unable to take in enough oxygen between the strangling from the collar and the choking from the cocks, and once ten men had fucked her asshole the strain of the collar alone was too much for her to bear even without a dick in her mouth. The kidnappers relented, removing the rope between her ankle and neck and rolling her onto her back.

Before Hannah could take more than a handful of shaky breaths, the female kidnapper, Sparky, stood over her. She brandished a cattle prod, hiked down her cargo pants at the back just far enough to expose her buttocks, and sat on the girl's face. Hannah whined as a sweaty asshole pressed itself against her lips. Hannah howled as the cattle prod flash-fried her nipple. The woman bore her weight down, Hannah hyperventilated. Sparky held up the prod and let it crackle in the air; Hannah stuck her tongue out and licked. More men raped her through her crash-course in rimming as Sparky instructed her through clipped words and high voltage the finer points of licking, smooching, sucking and tongue-fucking her hole, and every time a man finished Sparky would dismount so that Hannah could show her gratitude by lapping the sweat from each man's ass in turn.

Half the men had fucked her already and wanted sucking hard before raping her again, so she was dragged upright into a better position to blow each of them, forced on top of a man to ride him cowgirl-style while the men used her blonde hair as a crude facefuck-handle. They played thumping, bassy music and told her to fuck to the beat, two men standing behind her to whip her back with leather belts when she failed to slam her ass down on the man's hips to the rhythm. Hannah's whole back was a mess of pink stripes going on red before she collapsed, legs jelly, too weak to beg.

The camera zoomed in on Hannah's face, pressed into the groin of one of the men, his balls on her chin and her forehead molded into his beer gut. After a few deep, grinding thrusts the man pulled his dick out of her throat, covered in a thick layer of bubbly white slobber and throat-slop that formed a drooping bridge between his glans and her lips. His cock twitched, nailing the her on the nose with a jet of cum as she whimpered and snuffled.

'Nice shot,' the head kidnapper said. 'Alright boys, enough with this softcore Skinemax shit. Robert, it's time to make a woman out of your little girl.'

The camera was placed on the floor, facing up at the metal struts of the warehouse ceiling. From off-screen there was laughter and a yelp of pain. A moment later, Hannah was carried into frame by a particularly muscular and well-endowed kidnapper. He had her folded in half in a modified Full-Nelson hold, his elbows hooked under her knees and his fingers interlaced behind her neck, holding her up with her back to his belly. Sparky's gloved hands came into the shot, coating the man's prodigious tool with lube before stuffing the head into Hannah's asshole.

Before Hannah could do anything more than flail her ankles and gurgle in discomfort a second, equally-massive man approached from the front. He took his cock and pressed it against her hole, forcing it in alongside the other man's member. Her attempt to scream sounded more like a whooping cough, all the necessary air forced out by the mass of the two brutish men either side of her. From below, all that could be seen were her twitching legs and the two shafts going deeper inside her. Her struggles intensified, the tendons in her hamstrings flexing briefly as she tried hopelessly to free herself, and then she went limp. The men sawed in and out, one thrusting deep as the other pulled back in turn. Her protests had been reduced to soft little grunts, barely audible over the rhythmic slapping of flesh.

There was some muttering back and forth, followed by the quiet of intense concentration. Both men pulled out to the halfway mark before thrusting in simultaneously, squeezing Hannah between them as they pulled her as far down onto their cocks as she could go. She made a noise like a death rattle. They held her in place for a few seconds before both pulling out completely, Sparky's hand shot out holding a plastic ruler, measuring Hannah's gaping asshole from rim to rim.

'One-and-a-half, nearly two inches. Damn it Robert, I thought cheerleaders were supposed to be flexible? Did you bribe the coach to get her on the team? Is that where our money went?' Their leader sighed. 'I guess we're cleaning up your messes again. Come on boys, let's show this bitch some deep stretches.'

They dropped Hannah onto the mattress. Two different men began double-raping her, face-to-face with the man underneath her while the other rutted into her like a dog. After a few minutes of pounding they swapped out for another pair, but not before measuring her gape. Twenty-five men raped her this way, with one particularly wiry trio negotiating all three of their dicks into her hole at once. The biggest duo stretched her gape to three-and-a-quarter inches; they were awarded with back-slaps and tallboys. They dragged her to her knees and held up her arm like a winner on the podium, and poured the dregs of beer over her head.

As they forced her to suck their cocks clean, the leader stepped in front of the camera and blocked the view. He put his hands in his pockets and shrugged. 'That's all three holes, Robert,' he said, over the sounds of gagging. 'You're as good at protecting your daughter's virtues as you are at protecting our investments. Look pal, I'll do my best but you're really on a time crunch now, okay? I'll have to think of some inventive ways to keep her entertaining my boys or they'll get bored, and if they get bored…' He paused just long enough for the microphone to pick up the sound of Hannah vomiting cum through her nose, and shook his head. 'Get us our money, Robert. Girls don't last long when they're boring.'

He stepped out of frame. The camera caught the image of Sparky, her fist wrist-deep in Hannah's asshole, and cut to black.

[myntrose]

was wondering if you could do Diluc, Kaeya, Venti, and Aether (if you do him) w/ a male s/o that people call mother nature cause he is basically mother nature lolz (hcs)

ex. tending to plants, having a strong dendro vision, nature-themed clothes, flowers and leaves in hair, etc.

basically just one big scary motherly male reader lolz

srry if this doesn't make sense :3

-Tea Anon | If possible plssss

welcome Tea Anon :D this was such a cute ask （ ；´Д｀）*sobs*

(✿)genshin men with a nature reader(✿)

ft: Aether, Diluc, Kaeya, Venti x male! reader (separately)

cn: established relationships, dendro! reader, masc described reader(i don't think pronouns were used tho) , reader is on the softer side :D, kaeya n venti being drunk, and shorter hc on venti cause i don't know how to write him as well t-t, sweet fluff

a/n: omg my first ask for this fandom IM SO EXCITED AHHHH I also included a mini blurb after each headcanon :D

summary: little headcanons with the genshin men and their nature oriented boyfriend :D

word count: 1.1k

Aether

being with Aether is such a dream for any botanist alike; with him going to different nations on the daily its just the perfect opportunity for you to collect different plants for different regions

oh, do some plants not survive in the same environment as the other? no worries! Aether has already built different biomes and greenhouses in his teapot for you :D

regardless of being the renowned traveler, its not uncommon for him to return back to you with some sort of injury

it really helps that your vision allows you to create medicinal herbs and plants alike

it's quite a sight for people when they see the fearless traveler being scolded by his boyfriend

matching flower crowns!!! Aether allows you to play with his hair and weave in little flowers and leaves ( 0/)w(\0✿)

After a long day of doing commissions, Aether can finally take a break. That's what he thought 3 hours ago, before he accepted another job. Well, more like Paimon accepting the job for him... "Oh come on Traveler, we need the mora!" At least it was an easy task; All he had to do was collect a bouquet of different flowers.

Aether went around the entire of Mondstadt picking as many regional flowers as he could. Before long, he completely wiped the entire area clean. Unfortunatly, he still needed a few more to complete the bouquet. Just as he started to dig his wallet to buy flowers from Flora, a ring of said flowers started to appear around him.

"I heard from around that a certain Traveler was in need of some Windwheel Asters. To be honest, I was quite disappointed that you didn't come to me first."

Looking behind him, Aether turns to face you. Oh, he recognizes you. The infamous dendro user, Mother Nature, as most call you. He's seen you around before, but has never had the time to talk to you. Just as he starts to thank you for the help, you pick up one of the Asters, placing it delicately in his hair.

You wish you could take a picture of his face, as it was a red as the flowers themselves.

Diluc Ragnvindr

guys lets all take a moment and think about all the possibilities diluc and a dendro reader would have

(im gonna write a whole different series for this later lol)

we have mr. diluc, owner of the dawn winery, who needs grapes, with a dendro user, who's strength rivals that of the dendro archon herself

yea, it's great of business lol

diluc knows a bit about cultivating and caring for plants too, so if you ever gift him any plants or flowers they'll always be in top condition

also, if you give him any cut flowers i imagine he would dry them and use them as bookmarks (◕﹏◕✿)

there were times that diluc was to scared to come near you, just because he thinks he might burn the leaves in your hair or the plants you create

he probably got people to build you a little greenhouse outside of the dawn winery to keep all your plants

Just like the wind, word travels fast around Mondstadt. It isn't everyday that the townsfolk get to gossip about the uncrowned king of Mondstadt's love life.

Many rumors sprout about how the two of you met. Some say it might be because of your elemental abilities. Other stories consist of you having a similar social status as Diluc, being known throughout the city.

Whatever the case may be, it's safe to say that meeting you was one of the best moments in Diluc's life. He finds peace and solace in you, something that was taken away from him at a young age. While Diluc is used being the protector of Mondstadt, he can't help but feel his heart beat a little bit faster when you tend to him.

Kaeya Alberich

man all the nicknames he has for you AHHH

"My Rose" "My dear Calla Lily" "My Prince"

i feel like he would be a natural romantic, always bringing you flowers + gifts on dates

before he dated you, there was never a plant inside his home. he doesn't think he has a "green thumb". but if you give him plants/bring them over, he'll try his best to take care of them

whenever he's out on expeditions, he tries his best to always bring you along (unless the mission is to dangerous) since he knows you've always preferred the outdoor

he's quite the romantic, so he definitely knows a bit about flower language

so please please give him calla lilies (◕﹏◕✿) he falls a little deeper in love with you every time you give him some

(calla lily in flower language can mean beautiful AHHHH)

sometimes diluc will rely on you to make sure kaeya gets home safe after a round or two at angel share

It's late at night when you get a messenger bird, altering you of your boyfriends most recent drinking session. You enter Angel Share, to see the scene in front of you.

There at the bar is Rosaria, who's taking another swig of whatever's in her cup, Diluc, who's cleaning the bar, and Kaeya, who's slouched onto the counter. It takes one look from the Diluc to understand that it's time to drag Kaeya out of the bar.

The wind was strong this night, with the Calvary captain on your shoulder. "You really need to go easy on those drinks, Kaeya." Said man starts to giggle next to you, before turning to face you.

"...thank you, for caring for me, my prince"

Venti

is Venti a whole god and can handle himself? yes

does he still need monitoring with his alcohol intake?

yes

while he may be so shamelessly flirty, he really is so in love with you

besides the usual "windblume", he would also call you "dandelion"

his favorite spot to hang out with you would be the tree in windrise

he likes sitting on one of the branches while you tend to the tree and create foliage as you go

(has asked you to help in the making of grapes for wine lol)

Many have been thanking the anemo archon for the calm and cooling breeze that has been passing by all week. Some believe that something good must have happened to him, or that he's decided to bless the land of freedom for the fun of it.

Venti can't help but laugh while hearing all the prayers and thanks from the people of Mondstadt. Looking down at your lap, you're met with the most love-struck gaze and lopsided grin you've ever scene.

"What's gotten you in a good mood?" You ask while combing through his hair, removing the leaves and flowers that were previously braided in them. All you get back is a small "ehe", before Venti goes back to humming a small tune.

i rly hope this was written well a lot was written during 12-3 am lol