#its been so long since ii did one of these haha

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milk and cookies ⟢ anakin skywalker ii.

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╭ summary: your doll like face will be the end of anakin skywalker he was sure of it. however he must stay away from his disturbing thoughts as he was only your sugar daddy, and you two had agreed on a deal, no physical contact. Though for how long can you both resist the temptation?

╭ pairing: y/n x anakin skywalker

╭ genre: college au!, gap age (y/n is 20, anakin is 42), sugar daddy

╭ a/n: here’s part two of the series:) let me know what you think! any ideas of what you may wanna see, my requests are always open:)

part i

You huffed at the lack of notifications on your phone.

It has been officially two weeks since the last time you had spoken to Mr Skywalker. There was no messages, no calls, absolutely nothing. Your tendencies to please people made you overthink the worst, did he not like you? Were you not pretty enough for him. Shaking your head, you knew that could not have been the case. Though you could not shake the uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach. You debated if you should reach out first, it was a Friday night and you were incredibly bored.

Reaching for your phone, you chewed on your lip as your fingers hovered over the keyboard. Thoughts racing your head, thinking of what you could say to him. Keeping it simple and short would be best, you thought.

May 2024

[Dollface] hey how are you?

[Sky] Hello, dollface. I'm alright why are you texting me this late at night. No plans for the youngsters hm?

[Dollface] uhh nopee. i wanted to ask you something..

[Sky] Go on. Don't be shy now.

[Dollface] um well you hadn't messaged me at all, did you decide i wasn't up for the role or something..

You slightly cringed at your desperation, but something about him just made you so needy for his attention. You wanted it, no you needed it.

[Sky] I do remember we both agreed to the deal, no?

[Dollface] well yeah.. but its been two weeks i just thought

[Sky] There has been no reason for me to do so. My next event is not until next Saturday which I will send more details over near the date.

[Dollface] oh i see yeah that makes sense haha sorry i will leave you be now.

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You felt something wet hit your cheek, you didn't even realize you were crying. The cold attitude was something you didn't expect to receive, though you should have knew better. You were always so senstive to people's feelings towards you, always wanting them to like you, doing anything in your power to please them.

Wiping the tears that had managed to escape, you threw your phone to side as you laid down on your bed. You didn't understand him, some moments he seemed to be kind and then other times he seemed so harsh and cold. You wrapped your arms around you, craving warmth as you mind couldn't stop creating thoughts upon thoughts of why he was so mean. Falling asleep that night was near impossible.

-

One week had passed since you reached out to Mr Skywalker, or your sugar daddy you could say. It felt like a painfully slow week, barely managing to attend your classes not really having much motivation. The nerves on attending the event had kept you up most nights, wondering how will it plan out. Your head perked up at the ding coming from your phone, rushing to your desk you saw the name which made you feel so many emotions at once.

[Sky] Good evening, Dollface. I hope I'm not interrupting you, I just wanted to let you know the details of the event tomorrow.

[Dollface] hey! no no i wasn't doing much. and yes of course

[Sky] Good. Luckily, the event is a local one so travel will not be far. We are promoting a new product so many important figures will be there, so formal outwear is a must for this case. Most importantly, do not be late.

[Dollface] yes i understand Mr Skywalker, what is the address of this place?

[Sky] No need. My driver and I will pick you up at eight o'clock sharp.

A relieved sigh left my lips, having some form of knowledge on the event slightly eased my nerves or perhaps it was the fact I got to speak to him. You shake your head, you shouldn't be feeling this way towards a man who only is there to pay you essentially.

Now you had a major task up your sleeve, try and find something fancy enough. Oh God. You thought, this is going to be difficult seen as your wardrobe was made up of tiny skirts and dresses. You had always preferred clothes that revealed your figure, not really finding the problem in lengths. Though you were determined not to disappoint the man, and rushed to find something that will be acceptable enough.

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Twenty minutes. That is how long you had before Mr Skywalker picks you up. You had managed to find a dress that you had long tucked away, a dress you mother had gifted you on your eighteen birthday, saying how you were finally a lady and should dress like one. You remember rolling your eyes at her, never understanding why she found your style to be such a big deal.

Glancing up at the mirror, a big smile crossed your face. The long black gown hugged your figure in every right place, a flower pattern embroidered in the material, paired with some black heels. It was quite see through which did cause a slight doubt in your head but you pushed it away, it surely wouldn't be that much of a problem. Typically, you would have your hair straightened but for tonight you had put it in nice curls, your make up enhancing your docile features even more.

You could only hope he also thought you looked pretty. Cursing yourself for once again thinking about him so much but at this point you could not stop your little mind.

A knock was heard from the downstairs, it must be him. You quickly rushed downstairs, not faring to be a second late. Opening the door it felt like your breath was knocked out of you. There he stood towering over you, his dark blonde curls perfectly styled. A giddy feeling had crept in at the fact you were unintentionally matching, him in a full black suit.

He raised his eyebrow once his eyes had landed on you. Giving you a look over, "You look different." Was all he said before turning around and walking to the car parked in front of us. Your lip quivered, what did he even mean by that. Glancing down at yourself, you thought you looked pretty okay, yes it was very far from your usual style. Approaching the car you tried your hardest not to let out a sob, you didn't want to cry in front of him, he wouldn't understand your sensitive side, you thought.

The atmosphere inside the car was thick, you tightened your arms around yourself. Not a single word had been spoken between you, you felt so uncomfortable. So much so you almost were tempted to stop the car and run as far away from him as possible.

A shake to your shoulder made you jump from your thoughts, arrived already? "We are here. Now remember we are here as a couple so try to be on your best behavior." he says before leaving the car. Getting out the car the slight breeze hit your legs, you should have brought a jacket with you.

You felt someones hand touch yours, you jolted at the touch as you saw he had intertwined your hands together. Your doe like eyes peered up at him, forgetting for a minute at the reason behind such intimate action. He only gave you a tight smile before leading the way towards the building, you could only hope your poor heart won't give up on you.

Entering the massive hall you were surrounded by what you could only assume other rich people. Instantly, a lady had come offering drinks you both had declined her. You were not prepared to get drunk in front of all these people, knowing your self your ass would act out. You were a very emotional drunk.

"Here comes Mr Windu, he is my main opponent at the minute. Always challenging my role, that idiot.." he rambled on, you listened quietly finding it slightly cute at the tiny frown that appeared on his face.

"Just don't say anything got it." you nodded in response, you were unsure what type of man Mr Windu was, you had heard of his role in the state wanting to take Mr Skywalker's position from what you heard on the radio.

"Well well, what do we have here. Mr Skywalker it is a pleasure to see you. Have come all prepared as per usual." the older man grinned as his eyes never left Mr Skywalkers's. You gulped at the intense eye contact between the two. Only for Windu's eyes to glance down at me, your eyes widened like a deer caught in headlights.

His dark eyes looked you up and down, "Oh and what a delight do we have here. I don't think I have seen you here before. Last I seen it was the beautiful Mrs Amidala"

A twinge of pain crossed your chest for a second, you almost forgot about his wife, or ex wife you could say.

"There is no longer a Mrs, Mr windu. If you have forgotten I had divorced my wife long time ago" Mr Skywalker's voice was strained, you could tell he did not want to be speaking about his ex wife with the man right now.

"And this is my new Lady, if you could excuse us now," he tried to walk away but was stopped by the grip Windu had on my wrist,.

"Now now, there is no reason for such a rush leave. I only wanted to learn the name of this gorgeous being, Skywalker. Does she not speak for herself, hm." he questioned as his hold never left my wrist. You winced at the harsh hold, "It's Y/n" you whimpered in response.

Dropping your arm he smirked, "It was nice meeting you Y/n, and of course you too Mr Skywalker." Watching him walk away, a huge sigh left your body you didn't even realize you were holding your breath.

Turning your head sideways, Mr Skywalker was already staring at you. Blushing at the long stare he was giving you, you looked down at your shoes biting your lip. You felt a gentle tug at your chin, raising you to look at him. Glancing at his eyes, you could see concern?

"Are you alright dollface? He should not have dared to put his hands on you like that. No man should. Are you hurt?" his questions made your head dizzy. The unexpected concern for you made you feel something inside. Giving him a slight node, "I'm okay Mr Skywalker, thank you. I just didn't expect it is all."

"Please use Anakin, dollface. It is easier to say and I feel so old when people use my last name so often." he chuckled, reaching for your hand again he held tit so gently this time, giving it a small squeeze as he led the way towards the bar.

You couldn't help but grin at the affection he was suddenly giving you, the cold attitude from earlier fully wiped away. It almost gave you a whiplash. "Would you like something to drink, dollface?" he asked as he ordered himself a whiskey. "Maybe just a coke, please."

"Not a drinker huh?" he questioned, taking a seat to your left on the high stools. "Not really, I just hate how I get when I get drunk. So rather just not cause a scene." you gave him a nervous laugh, playing with the ends of your hair to distract yourself from the piercing eyes that belonged to such a handsome man.

"Oh? And what would that be, dollface?" he raised his eyebrow, eyes never leaving me. The use of the nickname made you gush inside, loving how it sounded coming from him. You debated whether you should answer him but the affections side he shown you made you feel comfortable enough for some reason.

"I-I just get very emotional.. I'm just sensitive when it comes to things I guess. Or well more so than others, my mother always told me I need to grow out of it. But that is the thing its just who I am. I can't change something like that" you rambled on, in that moment it felt almost right.

He hums, "You shouldn't feel like you need to change for anyone, dollface. I'm being serious you know, you need to embrace yourself for who you are whichever way that is." The way he spoke to you was so soft and nothing like before, you almost didn't recognize the man facing you.

"Thank you, Anakin I really do appreciate that." you gave him a big smile in return. His hand reached out and brushed a piece of hair from my face, tucking it behind your ear, you didn't even notice the gap that began to close as his face neared yours.

"Now what do we have here." A stern voice spoke out.

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[monzterbatz]

What if you analyzed the relationship between Bot and Test Tube haha wouldn't that be cray (shrugs inconspicuously)

omga a character analysis ask....!!! ive never gotten one of those.....i love bot and tt sm so...

bot and test tube's relationship analysis!!! YAY

(warning this is INCREDIBLY long cause im analysing them pretty in full here!! not just a realisation i had of two chars, although i did try to find new stuff)

soo before delving into test tube's relationship with bot, we'd have to start from the very beginning: how was test tube's relationship with the actual bow?

well, TT never actually properly met bow before she died or ever got close to her at all; she only would've heard about bow through fan, until.. ii 6, in the purgatory mansion!

and this is a very key scene imo, because TT still didnt go through her character arc of realising its not all about calculations and probability; she was still very strict minded by this point. yet, seeing a ghost while not believing in them prior COMPLETELY threw her off logistically, and made her question everything, really:

"oh no. i was wrong. and if im wrong now, then its quite possible that everything i've ever studied has been FALSE!"

both fan and TT only could've been admirers of bow, never actually becoming friends with her. fan felt the desire to bring her back since he was a fan of literally everyone on the show + felt connected to them, and TT accepted to go with fan's plan of bringing bow back because she wanted to help him achieve something he felt motivated for of course, but also because bow was intriguing to her; she was the reason she was wrong for the first time ever (atleast on the show); she made her start thinking differently about things. this may have piqued her interest in bow as a person, and of course, this all could've been coming from the need to create/take care of something alongside fan after they both had to let the shimmer go. creating bowbot would be a sort of coping mechanism for them.

going from this, we lead into bowbot being created!

of course, from the very start test tube put on a facade and acted oblivious about the fact "bow" was "still alive"; that was the first thing she said to her, so she would immediately remove suspicion from herself in case anything happened since she was known as the tech person. but as well as that, she was checking whether bowbot's coding was working here, checking to see what they remembered about "her" death.

as the show went on, test tube definitely felt a (not yet mutual) familiar bond with bowbot, since it felt like a replacement for the hole in her heart after she and fan had to let the shimmer go. they were something to take care of again.

and over time, after spending time with them on the show, test tube realised just how badly she should tell bowbot the truth; she knew it wasn't really bow, yet "bow" thought she really was just that, cause TT programmed them that way. TT KNEW she had to say something but she never found the right time.

until it was too late.

bot slowly realised they were a fake, a robot, that they were programmed to act like bow and do everything she did, think how she did, have all her memories and interests. they started doubting everything about who they were.

test tube tried to explain everything she's been needing to say, and it was obvious from the way she spoke that she thought it was a good thing that people saw bowbot AS bow and not just a copy of bow. it meant she did a job well done, so good that it's like it really IS bow:

"the only difference is that... robotic... shell youre in now."

she was expecting bowbot to WANT to be bow cause she saw them that way, because they were created that way. she didn't think it was a possibility that they WOULDNT feel like they're bow and not someone else. however, candle helped test tube realise how wrong she was:

"well, how do i know that you're test tube?"

"because... because I know..."

and this was a HUGE realisation for TT. this is when she finally realised bowbot didn't know who they really were. they weren't bow, and test tube finally accepted that.

and after she realised, she wanted to do anything she could to help bowbot feel like themself, to find themself, to know what they actually need and want. and so she did just that: she repaired their head up, gave them extendable legs, and even a new voice.

and they appreciated that so much. they were figuring out how to be more like themself, slowly being able to figure out who they were, all with her help and support. getting acceptance from their creator who originally made them for a different purpose must have meant a lot.

"you've given me so much. my new legs, this voice, my... self."

"all i hear and see now is you. so thank you. because... i missed out for too long."

after test tube was eliminated, bot continued their journey of finding themself. finally tackling their initial fear of changing appearance thanks to floory, and getting help from the loony balloonies to make those changes-what felt right to them-they finally came out to everyone, and everyone was very supportive!

but once bot got eliminated, they realised that test tube would see how different they were since the time she got elemimated.

since test tube meant so much to bot at this point, they were terrified of what she would think about their new self, imagining what her expectations of them were, it scared them:

"some of these newer changes are just so... me. and if there was any of it that she didn't like, i felt like that would destroy me." <- bot exit interview

they were prepping for the worst in their head once they reached indefinite island; yet instead, test tube welcomed them with a warm embrace and with excitement. she was so proud of them, that they got so far by themself, that the robot she created became an entirely new and wonderful person.

and bot was so.. happy. they finally found themself, and could freely be themself for the first time without being afraid of what the closest people to them would think or do, and test tube reinforced this fact so much for them! (it's almost like a trans allegory... and also wish that was me DAMN!)

in conclusion, these sillies definitely had a rough start, and there was definitely a lot to figure out between them, but in the end they became such family goals fr :3 they're so SWEET they care abt each other so much <3

thanks if u read this far this was SO MUCH LONGER than I was expecting it to be 😭🙏

[jimiminily]

Happy 11th anniversary BTS 💜💫

Congratulations on reaching 11 years together 🥹🫶

06.13

(This pic was taken yesterday at Jin's discharge day♡)

Today's festa was so fun with Jin, I'm thankful that he made it possible even tho he got discharged just yesterday! 🥰

Jin is finally here I'm so happy 🥹💫 I love him smmmm such a precious person

I wish the rest of BTS so much succes, healthiness and happiness in your military journey, let's see each other next festa 😌

(Getting kinda emotional rn)

But hobi is coming this 17th october 2024! 4 months left, I'm excited!! The rest

- Namjoon & Taehyung: 10th June 2025

- Jimin & Jungkook: 11th June 2025

- Yoongi: 21th June 2025

They're all coming in june festa 2025 🥰

I absolutely can't wait for the 2025 reunion! I wonder how everything's gonna be 😚

They're so hardworking, sometimes I wonder how they're still so humble ugh not me tearing up again 🫠 I love you so much BTS, became an ARMY in your 7th year (16 years old), and now today it is your 11th year, and I'm 19 🥰 I love growing up with bangtan and having them in my history/story

I love you all so much im gonna say this again but you really taught me love and warmth yall are so precious and adorable TT you're so wonderful there really is no other omg 🫠 NOT ME TEARING UP AGAIN WHILE WRITING😫 your lyrics really really comfort me

I'm never letting you go 😌🤍

I'm thankful to have such amazing artist, my 7, my bangtan

I always wish you eternal happines, healthiness and safety, live your life the way you want ��

I'll always wait for you, support you and love you

My forever favorite artist, people, group, comfort, friends & home, BTS, lets go forever and together ☺️

Apobangpo 💜

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📬Letter from jhope

[Translation]

🐿 "wow~~ it’s 613!! the year of 2024 613!!!~~~ it’s been 11 years since we’ve been together with our ARMY… wow!! the fun/interesting thing is is that our jin hyung’s discharge date was yesterday??!!! jealous!!!!!~~~ i’m the most jealous of him in the world~~!!!!!!! haha~^^ being half sincere and half joking, i wanted to feel a little less jealous <of his discharge> so i enlisted early!! hehe anyways that was too much of a personal story!! I can’t believe it’s already been 11 years since being with our army!!…. thank you for continuously liking and believing in me/us. all i have in mind right now is wanting to show you a better me a day quicker,,, heh because it’s today <festa> ,, i can more picture/draw <inside my head> me standing cooly on the stage in front of you all, you probably feel the same way too right?? i miss you!! and miss/long for you!! i love you ARMY!!!"

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Letter from RM

🐨 "Hello.I’ll keep this simple, I miss you all so much and can’t wait to see you soon. There’s just a year to go until we will meet again. How did you like my RPWP album that was released last month? I hope you are all doing well. A year seems too long and it’ll take a lot of patience, but i’m trying to make the most out of the situation with my soulmate, the tenor saxophone.. I’ll perform Dynamite with it when we meet again. I hope everyone has a rejuvenating summer vacation. Being in a new environment brings a blood of new emotions It also makes me wonder how Jin must’ve felt when he was the first to be discharged from service. Congratulations, Jin, on all your hard work! Please convey our love to our fans. It must be hard doing all this alone. But don’t worry! Hoseok will join you soon! My love for you all remains unchanged. Our love will grow even stronger and more beautiful upon our return. Waiting is hard, but I believe there is a reason for this. And besides, it is not the end for us. This is only the first line of Act II. Although I miss everyone so much, I’ll try to hold up well. It’s been 11 years since we met, and there’s only one more year to wait.

ARMY!! Its been a long time since I’ve called for you aloud. It fills me up with emotions and reminds me of our history.

I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!"

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Letter from SUGA

🐱 "Hello, ARMYs! I'm Suga! It's been a long time, right? It's been a long time for me to write a handwriting letter, so I feel kind of awkward. Hahaha I'm doing really well... I went to the training center and I'm living a busy life. ARMYs, are you doing well? haha

it’s the 613 that has come around again

as it comes around every year there’s been a lot of memories (attached to it)

it still doesn’t feel real that I won’t be able to see ARMY on this day but i think you’ll have so much fun while spending it with Seokjin hyung so my heart is a little more at ease!!

Our 613 festival, enjoy it thoroughly! i’m also holding onto solely the day that i’ll be able to see ARMY as soon as possible!

if you can please don’t get hurt please don’t get exhausted and i wish/hope that we can wait until the day that we meet again! i miss you ARMY!! let’s see each other in a bit bye~!!"

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Letter from hobi

🐿 "Hello, ARMY! How are you doing?

I am currently a second-class sergeant as well as a squad leader. Only four months are left until I complete my military service. I’ve been spending the remaining time working out hard so I can lose some weight, and practicing English speaking… in my own way, at least.

I’m not sure if you will agree… but I think I’ve grown calmer and more mature.

I now feel like I true grown-up!!

Bwahaha!!<- Hmm… Or maybe not…

Anyway, time sure flies. It’s already June! Jin has joined us, which makes things all the merrier and makes it clear that it’s time for us to get closer to all of you.

Enough about me. Now I’d like to hear about you.

How have you been?

I hope you’re all in good health.

What are you into these days?

How are you doing without us?

What would you like to say when we meet again?

honestly did you cheat or not~?

did you carry sunjae on your back and run or not~?*

Now, be honest,were your hearts miles away like Lovely Runners?

It’s strange. Now that I’ve reached thirty, I have a ton of questions for you! ♡♡

But actually that just means I want to hear more from you and miss you so much! And we don’t have to wait much longer until that day comes…!!

I’m so excited…

Actually… A day seems like a year these days…

And I toss and turn at night… I try to stay patient, but it’s hard…

I’m unsure if my emotions can be fully conveyed in writing, but I sure hope my sincere feelings reach you well…! ♡♡

I miss you! ♡

I’m desperately looking forward to seeing you!! ♡

Take care, and enjoy June and the rest of the time until we meet again in October! ♡

See you then! ♡

I love you all! ♡♡

⁃Your hope -

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Letter from Jimin

🐥 "To. ARMY

ARMYs, this is Jimin. It's been a long time since I said hello to you like this.. l'll just write down what I want to say! I really miss you all. It's not easy, really ㅎㅎㄱㄱㄱㄱ

Every day, I live imagining what it would be like to meet you all.

When we meet again, what hair color should we have? Your body will feel a little better by then, right? And how long should your hair be? What earrings should I wear when I go out? What clothes are you wearing? What should I sing? lf I lie down thinking about this, my heart is racing and I can't sleep. I wonder how overwhelming it must be

Are our ARMYs doing well? Are you eating well and doing some exercise? Of course you're not doing it, right? ㄱㄱㄱㄱㄱ ( You really should). Nothing much will happen, right? lf there is, I hope it won't be too difficult.

You should be happy, our ARMYs I want to make you happier, but it's a shame. Still, l'm doing well here, so don't worry too much.Jin- hyung, you'll be discharged soon! Please play with Jin- hyung first. Then, we will return to you one by one. Let's all meet up, hug each other, and play. I'l come back with another letter next time. I love you, Ami. How are you?" -JIMIN

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Letter from V

🐻 "Army! I really miss you. Are you all doing well? I eat well, sleep well, train, and live a fairly healthy life. I am receiving good energy from my younger colleagues and senior classmates, and I am enjoying a variety of new experiences. I'm a little proud, but I also got first place.

I’m good at shooting too!! I received praise, and learned a lot from our warrior friends in judo and jiu-jitsu, and I just felt like I was born again!! The bodies of our warriors are, I am thankful that I can train with this person, and I am barely keeping up! It's a bit irritating, but I won't overdo it!!

I overcame my fear of heights. It wasn't a big deal. It was really scary, but I got over it in the end. It’s because I’m so excited. Will you understand?? These days, during my free time, I go alone to a corner and dance. Just in case, I try not to lose that memory little by little.

So, since I told you that I am doing well, ARMY is also saying that you will be doing well. I hope you are not sick and anxious (even if we don't tell each other because neither we nor ARMY have each other?) Don't worry and we will see you soon.

When we see our members and ARMY again like this, let’s pour out all our long-awaited emotions! I miss you so much, I love you so much, Apobangpo, Borahae, goodbye."

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Letter from Jungkook

🐰 "Hello, this is Jungkook.

It's been a while since I wrote a handwritten letter, and my handwriting seems to have gotten worse. I'm sorry ㅋㅋ

everyone!! I'm doing well

There aren't any difficult parts, but I'm getting through it just thinking about the day I'll meet you all again, and sometimes there are fun moments that make me forget about how difficult it is ㅎㅎ

By the way, did you listen to the fan song “Never Let Go” released in June? Even when I was working on the song, I really wanted to release it as a fan song.

I hope my feelings were conveyed well.

Originally, I was going to show a performance as well, but unfortunately I couldn't do it because I didn't have enough time.

If I get the chance, I really want to show it on stage later (nothing ready yet).

But I really want to perform on stage.

I want to hear ARMY’s cheers quickly

I want to do great songs again

It was so cold and the hot summer hasn't even come yet, but I hope winter comes quickly...

Time is running out ㅠㅠ

I guess I miss you all so much.

If you enjoy it, I will be standing in front of you someday, right?

Ah ah ah..! Anyway, everyone!

Until the day we meet again, don't get sick and take care of your health! That way, you'll be happier when you meet, right?!

I miss you so much..

I love you so much!

But I really can’t write letters ㅋㅋ

I'm leaving now!! hi!!"

- jungkook -

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Letter from Jin

🐹 "Hello, this is Jin.

I hope everyone is in good health. I'm reaching out to you for the first time in a while.

I'd like to be able to say hello more often, but unfortunately my situation hasn't allowed that.

I'm so excited that my discharge from military service is just around the corner haha.

I heard that my bandmates have been working hard to entertain you during my absence. How nice of them!

Now, it's my turn ARMY!

Although it won't be easy to do it alone, I will try my best.

I've been planning to entertain you for a year now and I will put all my plans into practice once I return to society.

I thank everyone for being with us for such a long time. I love you ARMY ♡

P.S: Keep up the hard work, boys!"

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Their words are so sweet :') might have shed some tears, they really are precious souls 🤍 I really adore them

Today for festa we had

In-person Event with Jin

2024 FESTA

First Session: Jin’s Greetings

- The first session (Meet-and-Greet with Jin) is a time for light hugs with Jin per request from the artist, and is expected to last about three hours.

- If you win the raffle but do not wish for a hug, you can replace it with a handshake.

- Every precautionary measure will be put in place to ensure no unpleasant incidents occur during the event. We ask for your kind cooperation.

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Second Session: Message from Jin : June 13 2024,☀️

- The second session will last about one hour.

- Jin will showcase various performances that ARMY wish to see.

(BigHit tweets 👇)

[#2024BTSFESTA]

BTS 11th ANNIVERSARY 🎉

[#TodaysBangtan]

2024 June 13th’s Seokjin, Clear Skies☀️

armys, its nice to see see you again💜

#TodaysJin #BTS #방탄소년단

#2024BTSFESTA #BTS11thAnniversary

#/ReturnedBackHome (t/n: wordplay with 돌아왔지 (dolawa-ji) -> 돌아왔진 (dolawa-jin)

#/ARMYThankYouForWaiting

#/ThankYouForBeingTogetherOnOur11thAnniversaryToo🎉

He just posted on instagram too! ☺️💕💕

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My love it's been so long TT I missed you, welcome back precious Jin 🤍💫

Happy 11 years bangtan💜

[echoingbirdsofprey]

Take Me Back To Eden

Three - You Make It More Than I Could Ever Feel

Pairing: ii x OFC Violetta Kastor

Rating: Explicit (MDNI!)

Warnings: literally this is just smut and ii in his feels

A/N: Its just smut lol

Cal awoke to warmth beside him and a splitting headache. His arm was draped over a very feminine frame. He knew what he'd done immediately. He took stock of himself underneath the covers. He was buck naked and so was she. He ran his fingers over her hip, then up her ribs, which made her shiver unconsciously. Cal pulled the blankets up over her, but propped himself up on the pillows. He checked his phone.

He paused and lifted the covers, letting them billow so that he could get a quick look at the masterpiece that was Violetta's tattooed torso. He had noticed it last night but hadn't at the same time. There wasn't much else he could focus on last night with his cock inside her.

He shook his head and concentrated on his phone. He had several texts from several people.

Roman: hey, didn't see you come in, you okay?

Roman: ooh, haha, nevermind, you look like you had fun

Jesse: I want you to know, I think you deserve the world

Jesse: and I think Vi is exactly what you need

Steve: is girlypop with you? Can you give her Piper's number when you get a sec?

He thought Jesse' texts were particularly odd. His suspicions about the other night may have been wrong. Maybe Jesse didn't try to sleep with Violetta. He decided to text him.

Cal: what does that mean?

Didn't take long at all for him to respond.

Jesse: means what it says

Cal: how was your date?

Jesse: fine, she's fun

Cal: did you fuck her?

Jesse: ask her

Cal: im asking you

Jesse: ffs

Anger boiled up inside Cal, but then he took a deep breath and looked over at the girl beside him. Even if Jesse did sleep with her, she was in his bed now. That either meant Jesse wasn't what she was looking for, or she preferred Cal. He hoped it was the latter.

Cal: were you nice to her?

Jesse: I was the nicest I've ever been to a girl

Jesse: I did fuck her, but she was thinking of you the whole time

Cal sighed and he felt Violetta stir beside him. She opened one eye slightly and a smile formed on her lips as she stared lazily up at him. She pushed herself up, wincing as she turned. 

"You okay?" He asked softly, and she nodded.

"Yeah, just sore. I'm out of my routine." 

"What's your routine?" He asked, genuinely curious. She leaned over, tentatively pressing a kiss to his lips before climbing off the edge of the bed.

"I've gone for a morning walk every day since I started college, but I obviously haven't since I started touring with you guys, just because I don't know my way around and don't want to get lost." She explained as she stood and immediately Cal had to double take. He admired the delicate curves of her hips and the way her tattoos framed them. It was an intricately mapped out garden, all different varieties of flowers, leaves and music notes mixed together, seemingly at random but if he knew anything about a piece like hers, it had been planned so meticulously over many years.

"Well, I'll go with you." He offered and she smiled back at him as she walked to the bathroom. He had changed positions, now laying on his stomach, head propped on his hands as he watched her. 

"You would?" She asked, poking her head out.

"Course I would." He said, his smile growing wider as she went back to getting herself ready for the day. They were headed to another festival later. He sat silent for a few moments, listening to her turn on the faucet, brush her teeth, rip the bracelet from last night's festival off, then pack her things away. He wondered if she was going to take a quick shower or not. He heard the toilet flush and then she appeared again. 

She grabbed a fresh pair of panties and a bra out of her bag. They had a pretty matching flower pattern on them. He raised a brow and couldn't help but smirk. She wasn't going to take a shower and that turned him on just a little bit, knowing that she wasn't going to bother washing herself off after they'd had sex last night. She put on a yellow Bad Omens tank top and some black leggings. He also noticed that since she'd started, she never wore make up. He rather liked that. 

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked back at Cal. His blue eyes narrowed and there was a small smile on his face. He rose, jumping off the bed, pulling boxers and shorts over his lower half and a black sweatshirt with the Istanbul Agop cymbals logo on it. He pulled on his shoes and held his hand out for her, which she took and they exited the room to take a walk. It was short lived, as it had begun to rain outside, so they made their way back to the hotel and grabbed a quick breakfast before heading back to the room. At some point, he'd given Violetta his sweatshirt because she'd gotten cold and he wasn't going to let her be uncomfortable.

When they returned, Cal sat on the bed and motioned for Violetta to sit next to him. She did and her brows furrowed as he took her hand in his. His eyes were filled with sadness and exhaustion as if the world itself was weighing him down.

"What is it?" She asked softly, intertwining her fingers with his. He was surprised by this and swallowed hard, his hand twitching like he was going to pull it away but he didn't. 

"I feel something with you...some kind of pull toward you. I can't say for sure what it is but I would like to see where it takes me. If you'll have me. And I mean all of me." His eyes lit up slightly but there was still that dullness in them. They could be so brilliant, but Violetta knew the only way to have that was if he let go of all of his past trauma and tension. That could take a while. 

"I don't know what happened to you but...I want to help. I want you to heal." She said and he leaned in to kiss her. "I want to know because I want to help you heal." She said softly, playing with one of the bracelets on his wrist.

"I want to tell you everything, but I can't right now. I'll be able to...I just need time..." His eyes were burning through her, making her feel extra hot. She wanted so badly to understand him. 

"I can give you that. The one thing you're gonna find out about me is that I always keep promises. I promised you I'd stay. I promise I'll be patient." She said and he leaned back on the bed on his elbows. His expression had softened quite a bit. She spread out next him, propped up on her arms so she could continue looking at him.

"Ah, eye contact is so fucking intimate." He said, smirking and letting his head fall back. He rolled it back to find her still trying to look at him. "I don't know what this is, but I feel like with everything...with all the success we're having, I feel like I need to just let this happen. You came into my life for a reason."

Violetta was surprised. She'd never heard anyone talk to her that way. It wasn't like she had a difficult childhood or anything. She had positivity but she'd never had someone tell her she was basically some sort of sign from God. Cal was clearly flabbergasted by her presence. Roman less so, and Steve and Jesse just accepted her as she was. Cal though, was so infatuated. And she didn't think it had much to do with them fucking either. That was an added bonus. Cal felt calm when he was around Violetta, almost instantly. Besides Roman, Steve, and Jesse, he'd never felt a person like that before. In fact he rather detested most people st the moment. He liked to keep to himself if possible. Violetta made him feel like he could be more social though. She had somewhat of a bubbly personality. He didn't think he would like that but he did.

Cal laid back completely, putting one arm behind his head and the other across his stomach. His eyes closed slowly. Violetta scooted closer to him, propping herself up on one arm, and reaching for his hand. She traced the tattoos, from where the sleeve of his t-shirt ended to the veins in his hands. He shivered slightly, the smirk returning across his lips, but he kept his eyes closed. Violetta ran her fingers from his arm, down to the hem of his shirt. She tugged it up and placed her hand on his stomach. She wanted to put her fingers just under the front of his shorts but she didn't. He moved his hand up his own chest and she moved her hand further up his body, following, examining his tattoos as she went. He was covered like she thought. His whole chest, both arms and up onto his neck. She couldn't see any of that in the dark last night. 

Cal opened his eyes slowly to glance down at her. He reached up to cup her cheek and pull her in for a kiss. She felt like she was burning up. She hadn't felt like that with a guy since high school. She crawled over the top of him and his hands went for her waist, pulling the sweatshirt up and stopping just under the waistband of her leggings. He tried to draw on the confidence the alcohol had given him last night but his heart was beating out of his chest as the words spilled from his lips.

"Goddamnit. You're so..." He pressed his lips to hers again, kneading the muscles around her hips. "So fucking pretty, sweetheart."

"Cal..." Violetta panted his name as he pressed his hips up into hers. He was more than ready to go and she felt that, but she would only proceed if he allowed. She knew again, he wanted to keep going. He wanted to be inside of her again. 

The blue of his eyes met her green ones, begging to continue. She nodded, not bothering to pull his sweatshirt off. It smelled slightly of alcohol but it also smelled like him and she liked that. A musky, luxuriously masculine scent that she knew was mostly cologne but there was just a hint of sweat mixed in with it. The best way she could describe it was that he smelled like a dirty musician. By the end of the ritual, most of his body paint had sweat off, and he'd only rinsed himself this morning after their walk.

He pushed her leggings and panties down, and pushed his boxers and shorts down. He knew she was already wet enough that he could just slide right in. His eyes had grown wild, pupils widened with lust, and he could've sworn he felt himself vibrating with anticipation. He flailed for a moment, barely reaching the side table, knocking half of the condoms off of it, but catching one, ripping the wrapper with his teeth and spitting it over the side of the bed. He rolled it onto himself and without waiting, she slid herself down onto his cock. He groaned so loud at the feeling, he was sure someone heard him.

Now he was the one panting as she bobbed up and down. He held her hips, helping to guide her when she lost rhythm. The bed creaked and he sucked in a sharp breath as he felt his balls draw up tight. He was done for with the next thrust. 

It was short lived, but Violetta enjoyed it nonetheless. She didn't need to finish. Just him being spent was good enough for her, but she let out a squeak when he pulled out of her and flipped her over. His eyes darkened as his lips traveled down her body. He sucked on one of her nipples through the sweatshirt, then headed toward her core, his nose brushing her belly button. His hands were a vicegrip around the back of her thighs as his tongue met her clit, devouring it. He may not have lasted long inside her, but he was going to make sure she didn't have to wait for her orgasm either. He went to fucking town, licking, sucking, even nipping slightly at her center, leaving soft bites along her inner thighs and belly. She'd never had a man assault her senses so...professionally, and without even using his fingers. He was so fucking thorough, making sure no bit of skin that he could access was not touched, and made sure she was a writhing mess when she moaned his name at the peak of her pleasure. 

Her heart was beating out of her chest when he was done. He wiped his mouth off on the sheets and collapsed next to her.

"That's gotta be a record." Violetta said softly, laughing as he gazed over at her.

"What, how fast I got you off?" He asked, pressing his lips to her collarbone. 

"Yeah..." She sighed, cuddling up to him. 

"Couldn't leave you wanting. Not in my nature, sweetheart." He whispered, laying his head on her chest, listening to her slowing heart beat, while his stayed pounding. He spoke quietly then. "We should finish packing."

Violetta nodded and they laid there for a few more moments before cleaning themselves up and packing.

[qqueenofhades]

hello friendly tumblr historian! i have a question that might be stupid haha i was wondering why england hasnt been invaded for such a long time? i have just started the first war & peace email and it has a footnote talking about napoleon invading his way around Europe, and im thinking abt the nazis invading people etc, and im wondering why england hasnt been invaded since (am i right in this?) the normans?

Several factors, namely luck, geographical position, and political circumstances. The last successful invasion of England was in 1066 under William the Conqueror, so yes, the Normans were the last ones to pull it off. After that, the kings of England were simultaneously the dukes/counts/lords of large parts of France, including eventually Normandy, Brittany, Maine, Anjou, Aquitaine, Gascony, and Poitiers. They were also, until about 1204 (when Philip II of France recaptured Normandy), generally far more powerful than the French kings, and were not shy in popping back over to France in attempts to win more chunks of it. As such, the Anglo-French skirmishes/wars took place in France, since that is where the disputed lands were located, and not in England.

Secondly, the UK is (obviously) an island, and it is a LOT harder to successfully invade it than it is to just march your troops over into your neighbor's kingdom on land. The English were wise to this fact early on, and had a functioning navy by the 11th century, when it was ruled by the Vikings for a while. In the late medieval and early modern era, the navy continued to develop, and by the Age of Sail (17th/18th centuries), British naval power considerably outstripped comparable European nations. However, before that, in 1588, the Spanish Armada famously tried to invade in order to remove Queen Elizabeth I from the throne, and was only defeated by an EXTREMELY fortunately timed storm. If said storm hadn't happened, things could have gone very differently. However, of such coincidences is history made.

By the late 18th/early 19th centuries, Britain was the unquestioned naval power in the world, was busily engaged in colonial and imperial expansion and thereby invading everywhere else instead. And in another much-mythologized victory, they defeated Napoleon's forces in the sea battle of Trafalgar in 1805, reducing the likelihood of any attempted direct attack. So yes, various armies HAVE tried to invade since 1066, but for one reason or another, they haven't been successful.

During the early days of WWII, Hitler was drawing up plans for a full-scale invasion of Britain, and the Blitz, which began in September 1940, was the prelude to this. Hitler's strategy was to pummel the UK into submission and weaken them up for the subsequent invasion, but that did not end up working and Hitler was, of course, never able to actually pull it off. So while it's possible to count both the Blitz and its predecessor in WWI, the German zeppelin raids, as invasions of a sort due to the territory of the country being physically attacked, it wasn't an actual large-scale occupying force, and it didn't end up succeeding in either case.

[creativenicocorner]

Hiiiiii is Act II up or was it Act III that had to be updated? Its been a hot minute 😩

AAAH renee!! Tumblr didn't notify me that I got an ask ;0; I'm not even sure how long ago you sent this, but regardless thank you for your patience!! And so true, it really has been a hot minute

I, well, (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`) I'm still 3 chapters away from finally finishing ACT I there's still no update. In fact there hasn't been much of an update since [checks notes] 02 Nov 2021 orz ... sweet christ.

BUT I'm always grateful and appreciative of everyone's patience as I wander about working on other WIPs, and regaining my energy ♡

I still have so many plans for Terpsichore, despite of its current deep hibernation, there are plot points and encounters that I can't wait to blow people's tits off with (hopefully, if I play my cards right haha) its a fic that is so deep within me it'll eventually be told in full no matter what, it just might...take a while lol

In the meantime while it has been on the back burner I even considered new and different ways to tackle ACT II and how to approach going about posting it. I might not make it a monster long fic like I did for ACT I, and in fact break it down to more manageable sizes, but also perhaps more organized.

I'm in the process of trying to write a fic with an actual posting schedule (though it isn't ToA related), and seeing how that turns out and how I feel about that I might consider doing the same for ACT II (the downside would probably be that folks would have to wait Even Longer lol )

I'm happy to say that playing in WIPS for other fandoms and trying out different styles has really helped when it comes to my self imposed nervousness for ACT I. Which was such a me thing to have happen lol through no fault of anyone's but my own, I had been working on that fic for so long and the fact it was coming to an end and wanting that ending to be Perfect™ really intimidated me, (granted the absolute disillusionment due to the last season and the movie didn't help matters either, It DID help create Unbecoming 2 Electric Boogaloo which I love with my whole heart and will be happy to return to and finish one day)

But these days, after working on and currently writing on other projects that need for The Perfect Chapter End, and intimidation, have dwindled less and less!!

I do still miss writing about the Disaster Muppets, I thought of Walter non-stop while listening to Jorge Rivera-Herrans's Epic the Musical (but thats because I have always layered Walter over with my love of Odysseus, I'm a fucking sucker for tricksters yo, this is known)

So yeah the changeling brain worms are still in my noggin, hibernating and waiting for the return of its own springtime

And when that does happen and I do come back, it'll be stronger than ever (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧♡

Thank you so much again for reaching out and your support! It is much appreciated ♡

Best wishes!!♡

[gellavonhamster]

monthly media recap: january 2023

(taking a page from @robertcapajpg‘s book)

read:

Ruby Slippers, Golden Tears (ed. Ellen Datlow & Terri Windling) - a 1996 anthology of short stories based on fairy tales. Many works seemed to me lacking something (and many I didn't like at all), but there were also several stories I really enjoyed, especially towards the end. Favourites include: The Fox Wife by Ellen Steiber, The Traveler and the Tale by Jane Yolen, The Printer's Daughter by Delia Sherman, The Emperor Who Had Never Seen a Dragon by John Brunner, Roach in Loafers by Roberta Lannes (yep, the last one is Puss-in-Boots but with a cockroach, and in modern-day New York)

Issues 4-6 of the Hellebore zine - I am honestly planning to order and read all currently existing issues over the course of this year, because the articles are really interesting - folk horror, archaeology, history, literature, and the intersection of all of these - and the art is beautiful. Also, I didn’t even pay for the first issue in the end, because I ordered it in October and by the very late December I was sure it got lost in the post, so I wrote to the store for a refund, and then the package came after all, I wrote to the store again asking how to return the money back to them, and they said that since the delivery took so long, I could keep it... if it was a clever plan to acquire another regular reader, then it totally worked, haha

The Stolen Heir by Holly Black - good! As always, love how Black paints the faerie world in all its whimsy and violence. I posted some of my thoughts on this book here.

Hell Bent by Leigh Bardugo - I liked Ninth House, but I kinda forgot it existed and also forgot approximately 2/3 of the plot, so I certainly didn't expect to enjoy the sequel as much as I did! It's been a while since I stayed up late reading like that. I am once again pretty indifferent towards the main pairing, but friendships and teamwork and characters seeing and accepting each other's vulnerabilities and past sins really moved me. Also, loved the helpful ghosts and unexpected [other mythical creatures, spoiler]

+ I am also still making my way through Lancelot-Grail/the Vulgate Cycle; in January I read Part II and III of Lancelot, as well as The History of the Holy Grail (this one I mostly just skimmed through, quite frankly, sometimes skipping a page or two where someone’s just, like, praying or preaching for a very long time. I am probably not very smart and definitely not religious enough for this)

watched:

The Musketeers (s1-3, 2014–2016) - well, you know, what with me obnoxiously reblogging gifs of it, lol. First things first, this is not an accurate adaptation of Dumas's novel, it's a very ahistorical procedural/western combo set in the 17th century France, and it fucking rules. I mean, swashbuckling adventures, the Power of Friendship™, women in stays and corsets, men in those puffy pirate shirts sluttily undone. Catering to my tastes personally. Season 3 was not as good as the first two, but what you're gonna do

Glass Onion (2022) - I think I enjoyed Knives Out more, but this one also was a lot of fun! Guessed some plot twists, but some were a total surprise to me. Love how the pandemic was integrated into the plot and characterization (e.g., a mesh mask says it all)

El vampiro (1957) - a Mexican horror film about a family targeted by a vampire that covets their estate. Very obviously influenced by the 1931 Dracula and weirdly cute in the way old horror often is (must be the toy bats on strings, though here could also be the romance).

The Field Guide to Evil (2018) - a horror anthology based on myth and folklore from around the world. The first two stories set a strong beginning, but then most of them (except the second-to-last, though the last one also is worth mentioning for being perfectly stylized after the classic silent films alone) fail to do something truly interesting with what they’re based on, in my opinion.

[kylesvariouslistsandstuff]

The Next Animated Blockbuster Heavies, CONTINUED...

A little while ago, I made this post. A sort of culmination to my retrospective on Top 10 animated features at the box office over the years...

Three of the movies I listed and made predictions for, all 2023 movies, came out...

THE SUPER MARIO BROS. MOVIE unsurprisingly put up a hell of a fight, making $1.361 billion at the worldwide box office. This places it, currently, at #3. Behind THE LION KING (2019) and FROZEN II...

SPIDER-MAN: ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE opened pretty big, and had some solid legs from there, but that picture was definitely more frontloaded than MARIO was. Overseas, it did okay at best, not matching its domestic total. Still, $690m+, excellent.

WISH is not going to make all that much... Not the heavy it could've been, like director Chris Buck's two FROZEN movies...

So, 2023 is pretty much over, unless MIGRATION really surprises. But I don't see that happening. $500-600m maximum, methinks. Possibly SING numbers. A leggy Christmas season movie, but not among the biggest ever. Why would I expect that out of a modest duck picture?

Some delays happened, too, between back then (early 2023) and now.

KUNG FU PANDA 4, INSIDE OUT 2, and DESPICABLE ME 4 are next, as BEYOND THE SPIDER-VERSE was delayed indefinitely due to it being faaaar from ready for a 3/29/2024 release a little after the release of ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE. Like, it was very clear that the two movies were NOT in production in tandem.

My guess is that the third SPIDER-VERSE movie debuts sometime in 2025. At the earliest... 2026 seems likelier now, which is fair. We waited about 4 1/2 years between INTO and ACROSS, so...

The other 2024 movie that I thought had a shot at getting into the Top 10 is the sequel/prequel to the #1 movie itself, THE LION KING (2019). MUFASA: THE LION KING recently vacated the summer for the holidays, as it now opens December 20, 2024... While I don't really see this movie making anywhere near what the first one did, it's still possible? Maybe? I dunno, I think it performs similarly to ALICE THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS and MALEFICENT 2, a follow-up to a remake that I don't think too many folks were clamoring for.

That rounds out 2024... I think INSIDE OUT 2 is the likeliest candidate of those four movies to make the most moolah. Maybe not take home "highest earning animated movie" champion status, but the biggest of the year period... and DESPICABLE ME 4 has a very good shot at it considering how many years it had been since the last mainline movie, and how well MINIONS: THE RISE OF GRU did. Heck, the long gap between KUNG FU PANDA 3 and 4 could really boost KUNG FU PANDA 4 as well. Characters/stories people love, long wait for the new one, the kids who loved them being nostalgic, etc.

Who knows, like I said in the earlier piece, maybe there will be some surprises along the way? Watch, THE GARFIELD MOVIE ends up breaking the Top 10... I mean, I don't see why not? Garfield is a god, a titan whose power we just cannot comprehend. This may be to the 2004 live-action/CG GARFIELD movie with Bill Murray what the SUPER MARIO BROS. MOVIE was to the 1993 SUPER MARIO BROS. film. Certainly having "The Movie" in the title and the picture being all-animated solidifies that! GARFIELD the comic strip debuted in 1978, 45 years ago. That predates Mario's first appearance as "Jumpman" in DONKEY KONG by three years... You could argue Garfield is older than that, even. Jim Davis debuted Garfield in JON, essentially an early version of GARFIELD that run from 1976 to early 1978 in a single Indiana newspaper. Okay, so I'm largely being facetious here, I don't think THE GARFIELD MOVIE cracks a billion... But who the heck knows! A movie like THE WILD ROBOT or the next WDAS movie could do it, haha.

However, I think a lot of the Q3 and Q4 animated films could be up in the air, release date-wise, should the animation strike happen when the Animation Guild contract is up.

2025 is a little spottier. A few movies have concrete release dates, none of them I feel really have a clear shot at the big billion and the Top 10. 2026 is just some dates without titles. Still too early in the game...

So, we do know that the likes of SHREK 5, ZOOTOPIA 2, FROZEN III, and TOY STORY 5 are on the horizon. Entries in beloved franchises, some of which whose movies are on the Top 10 or are very close to the Top 10. It's also obvious that a SUPER MARIO BROS. MOVIE sequel *will* happen, and possibly just obliterate the first one in sales.

THE LION KING (2019) is at #1, FROZEN II is #2, FROZEN is #4. The first MINIONS is #6, TOY STORY 4 is #7, TOY STORY 3 is #8, DESPICABLE ME 3 is #9, ZOOTOPIA is #11...

FINDING DORY is at #10, and there seem to be no plans for another one of those Pixar fish movies at the moment. Ditto THE INCREDIBLES, as INCREDIBLES 2 is #5... But you just know they'll happen, because Disney likes money, and if TOY STORY 5 can exist despite how both 3 & 4 ended... Yeah, there will be a FINDING Somebody 3 movie and an INCREDIBLES 3, and they're sure to tear up the box office.

But again, something that isn't a sequel to a beloved favorite could make a splash. After all, Walt Disney Animation Studios got the big billion out of FROZEN and ZOOTOPIA individually. Both movies were not expected to do anywhere near as well as they did. I remember, back in mid-to-late 2013, that the scuttlebutt was that FROZEN would be lucky to make TANGLED numbers... And that ZOOTOPIA looked like some "CHICKEN LITTLE/DreamWorks" thing.

Sometimes Pixar got close with a not-sequel. FINDING NEMO back in 2003 - without the aid of 3D/IMAX/premium formats and with much lower tickets prices compared to now and a smaller international market - nearly made $870m on its initial run. INSIDE OUT and COCO were big 800s, too. Most Pixar originals hover around $600-750m on a good day. The likes of THE INCREDIBLES, RATATOUILLE, and UP. You know.

Outside of Disney and Pixar, you've got Illumination, whose biggest original movie was THE SECRET LIFE OF PETS, which made over $800m worldwide. No original since got there, though SING did pretty great for itself. I'm not sure where MIGRATION can land, but who knows. Is the public gung-ho for funny ducks at the moment? You can never guess where the zeitgeist will be. Only when the movie comes out, you find out.

DreamWorks' highest-earning not-sequel movie is KUNG FU PANDA, which made over $630m worldwide back in 2008. No 3D, no IMAX, lower ticket prices, adjusts to something a lot bigger today I reckon. Behind that is THE CROODS, which made $580m+ in 2013, and then MADAGASCAR, which made $530m+ in 2005, and then THE BOSS BABY made $520m+ in 2017. Nothing after BOSS BABY did that kind of money: Not ABOMINABLE, and certainly not the post-Omicron BAD GUYS. Maybe THE WILD ROBOT, from Chris Sanders - who directed THE CROODS and HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON as you likely already know, becomes the studio's next big not-sequel smash hit.

Sony Animation's biggest not-sequel was THE SMURFS with $560m+. INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE, for an all-animated film, is second at $380m+. No original movies are on their theatrical slate at the moment. FIXED is finished and rated by the MPA, but is without a release date nor any indication of where it'll play: Streaming or theaters? K-POP DEMON HUNTERS is to be a Netflix release. Everything else, like BUBBLE, TUT, TAO, etc.? Up in the air.

Paramount Animation, can't say. All of their not-sequels went belly-up or got re-routed to streaming/VOD: THE LITTLE PRINCE got offloaded to Netflix, WONDER PARK bombed hard in 2019, RUMBLE, UNDER THE BOARDWALK and THE TIGER'S APPRENTICE all skipped a wide theatrical release. No not-sequel movie has a release date, the only things close to that are still parts of franchises: TRANSFORMERS ONE, THE SMURF MOVIE, the untitled AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER movie, etc.

So, we gotta see where everything's at by the middle of next year... But I'll be curious to see how KUNG FU PANDA 4, THE GARFIELD MOVIE, INSIDE OUT 2, and DESPICABLE ME 4 - the movies that I think are guaranteed to meet their release dates - will do.

[spudnikgames]

Devlog Prelude

Honestly did not expect to be back on Tumblr since the great Tumblr Sundering of 2018! (Actually I think I left tumblr back in 2014-16, somewhere around there haha) I wanted to find a space to blog about my development, a public devlog/diary of sorts. My hope is that this will hopefully help me keep motivated on what I am trying to do. I always seem to do this. I always seem to start something and never see it through to completion so I am hoping this devlog will help with that.

So I guess I will jump right into things.

So this was my original mockup for the game idea I had been kicking around in my noodle. It's a side scrolling Action Platformer Metroidvania that takes place in a futuristic environment where most people live under the iron first of a mad scientist and yet it's not a dystopian future for many. People do not suffer, they are not slaving away, in fact most people live pretty pretty good lives aside from a few freedoms missing. However there is a group who refuse to be subjugated and as such are labeled as extremists and constantly being hunted. The story is a pretty big WiP but I have the general idea of where I want to go with it. Where as my game play ideas are a lot more fleshed out.

I also very early on knew exactly what I wanted the character to look like. In fact, I have been wanting to create a character like this for a while even having done so in an old game I lost the files to a long time ago called Magic Meg. Something about a darker skinned androgynous character keeps calling to me. I don't know why, maybe it's just because I don't see it often enough? Regardless, I was pretty fond of how Kero looked and her design was pretty clear to me from day one in terms of what I wanted it to look like. The only thing you can't see due to sprite size limitations is that she has freckles under her eyes. Mega Man and Metroid have always been my favorite of games. Something about the side scrolling platforming genre always did it for me. I always seem to gravitate towards such games. In addition, I have been heavily inspired by the amazing work done by the team of Mega Man X Corrupted.

For a while I had made pretty good progress on the game engine. I was no stranger to Game Maker Studio and had been working with it since Game Maker 5 so making my own engine from scratch wasn't that hard. The basic concept was there for me. The more interesting challenges for me was figuring out the UI. Things like animating the Health Bar similar to Mega Man X Corrupted and figuring out how to do a Minimap without any references was both fun and challenging in a good way.

But... as always, I drifted away finding myself distracted with other things... like Skyrim... and then my SSD died... so yeah... Thankfully I learned quite a bit from my previous project and backed everything up to the cloud. Long story short, before this game I was working on a game called Magic Meg and my SSD died and I lost EVERYTHING. So lesson learned, always back up your work. Saving just isn't enough anymore haha.

Anyway, after a hiatus of about a year I discovered something called "GB Studio" which allows you to make Gameboy Games that can be played on actual hardware. That re-invigorated my motivation for a while as I started toying around with making the game as a Gameboy Game. It was a fun diversion but ultimately I drifted away and lost focus as well.

This rendition took more of a Zelda II style approach to deal with the limitations of the Game Boy. Honestly, in its own way I really liked this version also... but once again I drifted away.

At this time I couldn't take it anymore, I had always had focus issues but it had become so frustrating that I could never maintain my focus. I wont go into details but I have since reached out to my primary care and after almost a years worth of waiting I believe those issues may soon be a thing of the past.

So that leaves us with "Where to go from here"!

At this point I want to try to revive this project but with some changes in mind. I want to go back to the original concept with Game Maker but want to try and move from Game Maker and GML to Unity and C#. There is nothing wrong with making a game with Game Maker, in fact there are some pretty great games that have been made with Game Maker, but the new direction I want to move in makes me believe that Unity will be a much better route.

I want to make the transition to 3d, er more specifically 2.5d! I have meditated on this a lot and I feel like I would be able to do a lot more making the move over to 2.5d and working with 3d models. At this time I want to aim for something akin to a mix of Mega Man Powered up and Metroid Dread. I want it to maintain is very bright and vibrant look from the original mock screenshots but using 3d models.

I think that it could be a fun look to work with and gives me a lot of new things to learn. Switching to C# and Unity from GML with Game Maker, learning Blender, etc. It's a lot but I am excited to embark on this journey.

Anyway, I think this is a good starting point. Hopefully this Tumblr will help me maintain motivation as well as get my erratic thoughts put into word. Here is to 2023 being a productive year!

[1-800-i-ship-it]

ToG S2 Spoilers part 22/many

ft. Urek exposing everyone

their beauty will never fade~

[dilf-enthusiast420]

feelz (iii)

find part ii, part i

[dealer!eddie]

~

eddies pov

“i could never leave you alone, my little mama is mad at me at the moment know she’s such a primadonna”

hell.

that's the only thing eddie can think to describe where he’s at mentality.

its been 2 days 4 hours and 54 minutes since you kissed him and then ran out (you had walked to the door), but who’s counting? (he is)

you didn’t text him at all on sunday and it was the same radio silence monday. perhaps he was being a little but unreasonable considering it was summer and you most likely had plans but still.

eddie couldn’t help but feel like you had instantly regretted the action and now he feels like he’s worthless and hates life.

amd yeah, a world where you dont speak to him is hell in his eyes.

he was seconds from texting you when all of a sudden, you texted him first.

y/n<3

hey

your pov

“wherever you are is my home, you know i mean it they say home is where the heart is you’re the reason mine is beatin” 

you had feelings for eddie munson. you know you liked him from the moment you had first seen him. 

it scared you because you didn’t think it was possible for anyone to like someone as much as you liked him. 

you knew he had something for you simply because of the way he acted around you, which was precisely the reason you didn’t expect him to kiss you saturday night.

he was awkward and didnt act impulsively, yes he was high but you still didnt think he had the balls.

but you kissed him back despite your brain yelling at you not to.

its not like you didnt want to be with him, because yes the fuck you did, its just you didn’t want to get attached to hawkins in any shape or form.

you wanted to get as far away from this place as humanly possible the second you got that diploma in your hands, which is kinda hard if you have another person along with you.

and yeah, maybe eddie was the most aesthetically pleasing person you had ever had the pleasure of being able to lay your eyes on. and maybe he was a bit weird, but what’s life without a little weird? he was funny and sweet and you wanted nothing to do with him and his  little club. 

so when you found out eddie was the town’s dealer during sophomore year you didn’t know if it was a blessing or a curse because on one hand you had a chance! but on the other, you didnt want to be around him in fear of just asking him to spend the rest of his life with you.

so the second he said you smoke for free at the start of this summer going into senior year, it was the start of your spiral into all that is eddie munson.

and kissing eddie had only further accelerated that decent.

after not talking to eddie for 2 days you were kinda restless. you two never talked outside of a deal and nothing memorable at school either and even then it wasn’t everyday, but something was different. you two were closer now. and fuck, you had never felt this close to someone in a long, long time.

so why pass up the opportunity?

hey

sent 2:43 am

i know you’re probably asleep rn but i just wanted to know if that was a one time thing or not?

sent 2:45 am

smoking with you was really fun :)

sent 2:45 am

was this a good idea? it wouldn’t hurt to let yourself be happy? right?

eds<3

i had fun as well haha

received 2:46 am

eds<3

i think i had a stomach bug or smth so sorry i didnt get the chance to text you :(

received  2:46 am

liar..

no need to apologize!

sent 2:47 am 

i hope you feel better soon :)

sent 2:47am

 eds<3

thank you <3

received 2:48 am

you deserve happiness.

do you wanna hangout tmr? no weed unless you want to, but i was thinking just you and me?

sent 2:50am

eds<3

perfect. i have back to the future and an amazing cook (me ofc) calling our names lol

sent 2:52am

he’s making it sound like a date.. 

but.. isnt it?

_________

dont ask me what time period this is set in. i have no idea. 

[1111jenx]

PICK A CARLA BRUNI

—JENX TAROT READING

@What do you urgently need to hear right now?

check out my previous PAC I & II & III & IV & V & VI.

Hi love its your girl Jenx back at it again with another PAC reading. Last few weeks were glazed with love yet a lot of them are for others, this week we'll focus on the love from within. Please keep in mind that since I’m reading for a lot of y'all, some would resonate more while the others might not with some specific details as I’m channeling certain images and different things💗 This week was so different because I didn't get separate messaged like I usually do, rather than that they all came to me collectively, so I want you all to read through whichever pile you feel the most connected with, there will be only 2 today:) I promise I won't disappoint you.

Pick one of the images above & scroll down to read your tailored reading. As you pick between the images, think about yourself and yourself only, about all the past you you can recall, focus in the you in the moment and your highest potentials, then use your intuition to pick one.

Pile 1

Pile 1💗 Welcome loves. I'm seeing a lot of Gemini/Mercury energy along with Sun energy and Aquarius energy too. I'm also seeing some Neptune energy along with earth energy for some reason haha, yet I love it. Lets get into your reading. I won't beat around the bush with you. I know someone broke your heart in the past. Recent for some of you, not so for the others. Someone who you thought could have been your soulmate, the love of your life, some how managed to shatter your heart into a million of pieces. They lied to you. They had you in their little palms. Controlled the situations and manipulated it, hurting you so so much. They have very intense eyes and I think they might be pretty wealthy. Or they have some money somewhere. They're surrounded by the colour red, dark red. So I think they were driven by lust. They have very intense eyes, beautiful ones but very dark. The number "25" might be very significant. They lied to you and not only broke your relationship, but also your trust. They chose lust in the end when they should have chose love. I'm so sorry my love. You did not deserve that one bit. I just heard "3rd party situation" but this is only for VERY specific people. Some of them could have wrote very long explanation to you, yet its all to cover up the fact that they were flighty and were not committed enough. And so they left, but they didn't take all of you within. Something in you changed that day my love. And that thing that they forgot to take, was hope. The one thing you didn't even realize you still have to this day.

Your energy was really hard to channel in love. I'm not going to lie to you. My cards felt like they wanted to cry during yours and I was too. Are there anything hidden in your heart that you're yet to be ready to expose others to? Perhaps even to yourself. I'm just seeing that you're taking these memories and put them into your bag, one by one slowly. I can feel that something happened recently that just felt very sudden in general. You may yet to understand why it's happening but trust me, this was meant to happen. This realization is going to be the light that guides you through your journey. Your guides are certain of this. K names just popped up. R names and B names too. H names.

I'm also seeing tea. It looks like a little tea party? Theres children for some reason. Theres also a group of 4 people giggling and chatting. Theres also a horse and a green field.

I'm also seeing tea. It looks like a little tea party? Theres children for some reason. Theres also a group of 4 people giggling and chatting. Theres also a horse and a green field.

I think for others of you you guys are feeling very stressed because of work? Suddenly I'm also sensing major Aries energy and I feel that its possible a male in your life maybe a bit bossy? This person can be an authority figure or just someone you have a lot of respect for. They care fo you a lot and they genuinely want you to go far in life, yet in order to so that they know you'll be forced to face with many difficult decision. You and this person shared some fond memories and while they truly treasure it, they feel that you're made for bigger and better things in life. They know that you're someone who's very resilient and can get through almost anything, since you have soon familiarized yourself to that. I'm seeing a beard. A man who doesn't smile that often. But he gives off such good and warm energy. I'm also seeing that you recently must have received some kind of news that wasn't necessary the best and you haven beaten yourself up a lot about it. Perhaps that you even tried to run around and find the solution to it yet you feel like nothing works, like you're in the middle holding the end of 2 strings? I'm so sorry love. You do need a hug today don't you? Lemme assure you with this. You soon will come to a solution that would even shock you yourself and you'll realize that life doesn't just end here. You're not meant to be an ordinary person. And I say that with my entire heart. You are not. You are anything but ordinary dear. Please go and escape the darkness thats your doubt and fear and open your mind to the beautiful moonlight(?!) and opportunities ahead. I'm also feeling a lot of Moon energy so something exciting might come up this Full Moon for you. Tell me that you're not going to stop here, tell me that you're going to trust yourself and pursue your dreams. Your guide want me to make sure that they see everything. They know you didn't have the easiest childhood, your so-called friends weren't the best now were they? But they promise you, this is not where you're meant to be. Push it through with me love. We got this always. I love you and you're appreciated.

Pile 2

Hi Pile 2! Welcome to your reading:) Thank you for choosing to tune in today loves. First and foremost, I'm seeing a lot of Leo/Sun energy along with Sagittarius, Capricorn and Cancer energy. Also sensing a lot of Neptune energy and Pisces too!! Welcome loves. As I was shuffling your card one thing I kept hearing was how urgent you guys need to hear this. Like I keep hearing SOS SOS and I had to pause to catch my breath. Haha so I knew from the get go that you guys seriously needed this. For some of you I'm also seeing some 4th house placements and some minor Virgo/Mercury energy. Also 9th house placements too. (Taurus energy popped out at the end for some of you too loves)

I think you guys have been doing a lot of thinking recently, this can be about something that will ultimately change your life professionally or romantically. I'm feeling that you are feeling very stressed, and I also head "butterflies in my stomach" as I was thinking about you guys. Your energy feels very gentle and serene. You guys recently had some kind of courage to speak up and to finally make a decision. I think you guys felt very determined with your choice. But something happened that seriously brought you down now didn't it? I think your ego took a blow because of this event and you can't help but blame yourself. That you had made the wrong choice. But is it really? You just opened yourself up to such unconventional experiences and you've been receiving informations and unique opportunities that you had yet to realize. I know that right now, it might feel like you're being pushed off a cliff, and you're just hanging there, waiting for someone to show up and help you. But I promise you, the only person that will come is you. Only you can be your own knight in shining armour. Only you can be your own savior baby. Count on no one. You're so much stronger than you know. I'm also seeing that we have some 2nd house placements here in the house, or some 2nd house matters (self-esteem, financial resources, one's resources in general) here. It seems to me that you guys are feeling as if you can't open yourself up to the utmost of intimacy? Along with some kind of creativity block. Baby I don't blame you. Lately it is not only you that has been going through this. And no before you say another word, you did not dig your own hole. You did not make a mistake. Theres no such thing as mistakes. Only experiences that promised to build you up and assure you about tomorrow.

You give me the vibes of someone who look very serious on the outside or just very "no bs" in general, people feel drawn to you yet they secretly fear your power. Deep down, you give me the vibes of a goddess. Moon goddess for a lot of you. Regardless the light that you radiate is very special. You have a softer side to you, a more nurturing side if I may. You guys probably have 2 very close friends that you hold close to heart. They have somewhat different hair colours though, one has lighter and the others is darker leaning brown/black. One of them might play an instrument and might be very seductive haha, that one cares for you so much. I'm sorry if this message doesn't resonate for everyone but it just came out so strong. I'm also seeing a man thats supposed to be resting and focusing on themselves yet they're restless and just tryna go out there to be go-getter vibes?? Number 7 might be significant. The colour white. Some of you are surrounded in some kind of gold-brown colours. I'm also seeing a Virgo placements or Earth/Air dominant coming up to you with some kind of offer. They told me "the show must go on" right now haha so that must mean something. They're going to tell you something that will ignite the fire in you once again. Don't push them away loves. They mean well.

Something big is coming. And you can feel this. You can feel that some kind of truth will be brought to light. Someone that had been doing you so wrong will finally be outed and they'll have to face the consequences. But sadly, so will you. This experience will make you take a hard look at yourself and ask the one question we all are afraid of. Am I on the right path?

I asked your guides for permission to dig deeper into your energy and I saw something I'm not sure you wanted me to see. For some of you, I'm seriously sorry for the shits that happened when you were a kid. You were young. And knowing that much, seeing that much was unfair. I know that as a child there were certain financial constrains for a lot of you. And this obsession with the material world stays, til this very day didnt it. For the rest of you, I think you guys lost a lot of hope this world very early on. I'm sorry, that was unfair. You guys were lied to, distracted by others and you just felt as if you're not even in control of your own emotions? So you box yourself up. You cover your pain and sufferings by burying yourself in work. Listen to me right now, never underestimate your own power. Within you and your heart I see strength. I see power and spectacular business capabilities. You guys will go far in life and you have an insatiable need for success, which you will get. But that doesn't mean you should block out your feels. That doesn't mean you can distract yourself loves. Its okay to just feel things sometimes. Also another big messages coming out is that I'm seeing there will be some kind of decision need to be made. You must not be lost in the choices and must ground yourself to make this decision. Theres gonna be times where you will literally want to run away. But promise me, you won't give in. Promise me you won't give up because you're not there yet. You have a big heart my love. Don't be afraid of past wounds which cause you to hide it🤍

— Thank you guys for reading it til the end🤎 For more posts like this please be sure to check out my masterlist <3 be sure to reblog if you enjoy this too beautiful!!

love,

saint jenx🪐

© 2021 Saintz Jenx All Rights Reserved

[kass-storycorner]

I really loved your ghost fic with Xiao. But it left me curious to have a second part in which they finally find the way to communicate. Whenever is just to say goodbye and having reader going to the afterlife or getting stuck there forever in an eternal solitary pseudo-company together is up to you, I just want to see them talk 😭

awww, thank you! I'm so glad you loved it (though I am sorry for the sad feelings haha). And I was really struggling to find a way to end that orginal story in the beginning, which is the reason why it ended that way oops. Well, now here is the follow up for it. Compared to the small bit I wrote for Xiao... I mean not even compared to it, this is the longest fic I've posted on here so far? Ah, well. I just had so much fun with it.

Idea/Prompt: a follow up to Xiaos part in this post

Genre: a bit of Angst and Hurt, more comforting than the first part, but if the ending is a happy one is up to you!

Characters: Xiao (Zhongli as side character, mention of Hu Tao, Verr Goldot, a new character I made up that did not get a name)

Format: Text

Word count: 5593

Content warning: mentions of blood, spoiler-y for the second act of Zhonglis story quest and the same spoilers warnings as for the OG post! this is not proof read, I started writing this at midnight and its 5am now ahha fml

The Ghost of you Part II. - To the end

yes we are keeping the mcr names

“Xiao”, he felt an uneasiness in his body upon hearing his name. Where was he? Looking around, Xiao saw he stood in a field of flowers. When did he come here? He had no recollection of it at all. Confused he furrows is brows, worry filling his heart and then- “Xiao.” There it was again, that voice calling out to him. Speaking his name softly, voice filled with affection. Where did it came from? He walked around the field, no end of it in sight, looking for that voice calling out to him. The longer he searched for it, the more his heart was filled with dread. “Xiao.” This time the voice came from behind him and when he turned around, he saw you, holding your hand out to him and smiling. “(Y/N)”, Xiao looked at you in disbelief. Was it really you standing in front of him? Your laugh pulled him out of his trance. “Xiao, why are you standing there like a pillar? Come, take my hand,” and at that you wiggled it a bit, signalling him that you're waiting for him to take it. “(Y/N),” Xiao repeated, standing still and looking at your hand, then to you. “What are you doing here?”. Again, you laughed as if what he said was the silliest thing you ever heard. “What do you mean by that? Xiao,” you shook your head and then you shoot him a bright, warm smile. “You wanted to come here, remember? Now come, take my hand and dance with me before the music stops.” Dance? Music? At first Xiao did not understand what you meant, but then he heard it. In the distance, the low sounds of a flute, a sweet melody that sounded strange but all too familiar. “Xiao”, he heard you whisper his name, speaking so gently. Slowly, he was still a bit hesitant, he reached out for your hand, taking it in his. A smile came across your face at the touch of your hands. With a swift motion Xiao was pulled into your arms, you both at first staying still in that embrace. “Xiao, lets dance, okay?”. With that you both started to waltz around the field, Xiao not knowing how he knew to dance like this, but somehow, he did. The dread that started to spread in his chest earlier was now gone, replaced by the feeling of love he felt for you. Still, there was something tugging at his mind, telling him something was amiss here. It felt familiar, yes. However, it also seemed to be strange to him at the same time. Though Xiao tried to push the nagging feeling away, wanting only to enjoy this pleasant moment with you. Which is why he at first didn’t notice how the sky darkened above them nor that the music had stopped a while ago. As you both stopped to dance, still holding each other in your arms, he heard you call out to him again. “Xiao”, the sound of your voice was filled with pain and when he looked at you in his arms the light behind your eyes was gone, your face stiff and emotionless. At the sight of your dead eyes, he wanted to part from the embrace, but he couldn’t let you go. Xiao saw the blood, saw the bruises and suddenly he was on his knees again, you are laying in his arms. He wanted to cry, wanted to say your name but he couldn’t. It was as if there was no air to breath so he could speak. And then – “Xiao.” His name. “Xiao.” Again. “Xiao.” Over and over again he heard how his name was spoken, but with every whisper of his name the voice became more distorted, louder. Until he cowered in pain at the sound of it, wanting it to stop, wishing for it to stop. “Xiao”.

With that Xiao woke up, his body covered in cold sweat and his breathing erratic. Another nightmare of you, another nightmare of something he wished the both of you could’ve done but never did – because of his shortcomings. Xiao sat atop of a rock, looking over the forest in which your ghost continued to wander aimlessly around. He had been watching you for a few weeks now, trying to figure out what kept you here and how he could help you. However, Xiao was clueless at what could be the cause of this. It was clear to him now that he couldn’t help you, he needed to find someone who could. Looking down at the forest, seeing your ghost wander around between the trees, he softly whispered. “I will be back soon, I won’t leave you again for long, I promise.” There weren’t many people Xiao could ask for help. Back when you were alive Xiao wasn’t the most social, wanting to keep his distance from humans. After you died this habit of his, avoiding others, only worsened. So, the only person Xiao could think of to ask for help in this matter was the same who saved him from his servitude as a bloodhound. Zhongli spend most of the last hundred years among the people of Liyue, but for a few decades now he lived in a remote house. It was now the door of said house Xiao knocked on, knowing that although he could easily enter the house, Zhongli preferred it for him to knock. “Ah, Xiao, it is nice to see you,” Zhongli greeted the adeptus. As Xiao entered the house and followed the tall man into his kitchen, it was a standard practice of Zhongli to drink a tea with anyone who visited, he couldn’t stop to notice that the notebooks scattered around the house grew in number. “So,” Zhongli began his question, “what brings you here? From your troubled look I can tell you didn’t come for the tea or my company.” With that Xiao didn’t waste any time on more formalities, explaining his predicament to the former Geo-Archon. “Mmmh, I see,” he replied, taking a sip from his cup. “I fear I might not be much of help in this case, although I have some knowledge on the topic of the human afterlife, I can’t think of a solution to this. However, it might be best to go ask Hu Tao on advice, as she is way more… let’s say, perceptive when it comes to the dead.” How bothersome, Xiao thought at the mention of Hu Tao. “Zhongli, Hu Tao is long dead”, was all Xiao could say. It happened more frequently now that Zhongli seemed to forget things, small ones but also important pieces of information and this filled Xiao with unease. He didn’t like it that the erosion of Zhongli already was set in motion, thinking about that one-day Xiao might have to face him in battle should he lose all sense of self and sanity. Neither did Zhongli enjoy slowly losing his memories of the past – although he wrote down as much as possible, it bothered him that he had to even rely on his notebooks. “Ah,” Zhongli replied, setting his cup down on the table and with a troubled look, “I seem to have forgotten something again. Would you please help my memory, when did this happen?” “One thousand years might have already passed,” Xiao saw how much it stirred Zhongli up that he had forgotten the passing of a friend. “She had a good life, right? I’m sorry for asking, but I somehow can’t seem to remember much about her later life.” “Yes,” Xiao answered, thinking about the 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. There weren’t many humans he tolerated or even enjoyed being around, but Hu Tao was one Xiao always was fond of. She was also the one at the Parlor that day you died, when Xiao came in with your dead body in his arms, he hoped he might find Zhongli maybe he could do something about it, but… Xiao knew there was nothing anyone could do. Hu Tao understood his pain, without a word she showed him where to put your body and prepared your funeral, without even asking for a single Mora. “Then, “Zhongli pulled Xiao out of his thoughts, “maybe you might find help with the new Director, her family always had some knowledge about that human afterlife that’s even a mystery to me.” With that

Xiao said his goodbye to Zhongli and made his way to Liyue. The city of Liyue changed over the last thousand years a lot, but the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was still one of the constants in the city. Xiao couldn’t remember the last time he visited the city, though it must have been a few hundred years ago for sure. He just never really liked it and since, what the humans called a ‘industrial revolution’, the city was even more crowded and overwhelming for Xiao. “Welcome to the Wangshen Funeral Parlor, how may I help you?”, a young person greeted Xiao as he set foot into the building. At the enthusiastic way the person greeted him as he entered a funeral home, Xiao was sure this was one of Hu Taos descendants. He barley could imagine anyone else be so happy surrounded by death. “Are you the director?”, Xiao asked in his usual stern voice. “The 107th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, yep that’s me!” “I may need your assistance.” “Wonderful, I’m always happy to help- oh well, not happy as I am happy for your loss, my condolences by the way, but in happy as I am happy that I can be of help. So, what do you need help with? We have some wonderful new coffins out of a wonderful wood, really they are also very comfortable, not that comfort is that important for someone who’s dead, but I thought it might be also of interest to say that they are really comfort-“, ah yes, Xiao thought, definitely related to Hu Tao. “I don’t need a coffin”, he interrupted the young director. “Oh, um… what can I help with then?”, they asked and then Xiao explained everything to them. At first, he wasn’t sure of the director would be of help, most humans have long forgotten the existence of the gods and adepti, as most of them died or lived a life among humanity, but sure enough the director did turn out to be well versed with the forgotten knowledge of the world. “So, you say the ghost is just roaming around those woods? Nothing else happens?”, the director asked, sitting in their chair in the back office of the Parlor, and they had their hand on their chin, looking like they were thinking about something “Will you be of help now or why do you keep repeating the same useless questions?”, Xiao became a bit impatient now. He just needed to know if someone was able to help you. Without even answering the question the director stood up from the chair and walked towards a bookshelf, pulling a big and old looking book out and opening it up on the table. “Mmmh, from what you’ve described it seems to be nothing to grave, they don’t seem to have become an evil spirit just yet, moreover it seems like they are just one who got lost, though it is surprising that after such a long time the spirit didn’t just turned into something malicious. Normally for most human ghosts it takes a few hundred years until they go insane and well, you know all too well what then happens with an evil spirt I guess.” Xiao was aware what happened to the evils in the world, because it was mostly him. Though he didn’t like to think about it what it would have meant if you- no, he didn’t even want to finish that thought. “How do I help them?”, he didn’t care about any of the other information, he just wanted to find a way to help you. The director pointed at a passage in the book in front of them and continued. “What we have to do is easy if you think about it, I just need something that belonged to the deceased they held dear, a few materials like Qingxin flowers, around twenty should be enough, and the next part is more tricky if you don’t know the deceased that well, which shouldn’t be a problem here, but we need to, well you need to, speak some words that you know are important to them. A story or something like that, sometimes even the voice of a loved one is enough to help to guide the spirits back. Though I will definitely have to accompany that spirit to the border, just to make sure it won’t happen again, you know getting lost, because I can’t guarantee this method will help a second time.” Xiao was quiet. Something that belonged to them, when the director said

those words, his hand immediately flew up to the necklace with the small pendant he wore. Xiao wasn’t the most adept with words, he rather enjoyed listening to what you had to say to him most of the time. He enjoyed the sound of your voice; it was so much more pleasant than his own. One day, Xiao still remembers it so well, your voice said something he did not expect for you to say. “Xiao, I love you.” It took him by surprise, standing on the balcony of the Wangshu Inn, watching the night sky… he suspected that you liked him that way, he did too. Oh, but how he hoped that you wouldn’t say anything about it, like he planned too. Your openness scared him. The idea of being loved scared him, for what was there to love about him? He didn’t want to be a burden to you, his karmic debt, his burden – he feared it would all just make you hate him one day if he let you see it all. That night, after you said these words, Xiao disappeared without a word from your sight. He wasn’t far away, but he wished back then that he teleported out of his hearing range. The sobs that came from you after his departure broke Xiaos heart. After this he avoided you, which wasn’t too hard because you did the same thing too. But with every day that passed when Xiao didn’t see you, hear your voice, his heart grew heavier. Asking himself if he really did do the right thing. Verr Goldet approached Xiao a few weeks after your confession, inquiring why now you didn’t come to the Inn anymore. Xiao did not answer her question, but Verr was a smart woman and at the look in his eyes she understood. “Don’t give up someone you love, only because you are scared of the love you both feel for each other, Xiao”, was all she said. This was the final push for Xiao to finally get over himself and embrace the feelings he felt for you. He didn’t know anymore where the idea came from, but he decided to gift you a handmade necklace along side his confession. Xiao was scared that it might be too late for telling you that he felt the same. However, he knew he had to do it and he wanted to give you something that showed you how he felt too. So Xiao collected the material all around from Liyue, creating a metal necklace and using a small piece of Cor Lapis, your favourite you told him once, as the pendant. With that he looked for you, finding you sitting in the middle of a flower field. “(Y/N)”, he said, stopping himself from continuing when he saw how you jumped at your own name. “Xiao! You scared me!”, you quickly stood up and turned around to him. Xiao wasn’t the most adept with words, he enjoyed listening to you – but you stayed quiet after facing him and you kept quiet when Xiao came closer. “I-“, he began, but unable to speak the words he so wished you to hear from him. Instead, he took your hand and put the necklace in it. “I- I made you this,” was all he could say, feeling how fast his heart pounced in his chest. The look in your eyes, Xiao saw the love you felt for him in them. “Xiao, I-“, he saw how you viewed the necklace in your hand, tears starting to form at the corners of your eyes. Before you were able to finish the sentence or let the tears fall down, Xiao took your face in his hands and kissed you. Yes, he wasn’t the most adept with words, but he learned that he could show you how much he loved you in other ways.

From that day on you wore that necklace every single day, never taking it off since Xiao but it on you after the shared kiss. You joked that it was a physical representation of your love for each other, though Xiao felt like you actually meant it. And somehow it really was. Xiao remembered how that necklace was still around you neck when he took your body to Hu Tao, he remembered that it was covered with your blood. He didn’t even think about taking it off you. It was Hu Tao who gave him that necklace after your burial and since then he hadn’t taken it off. It was the last thing he had of you, the last reminder of your love for each other and every night after your death, when he cowered in pain because of his karmic debt, the cool touch of the stone on his skin helps him to stay sane. Just like the flute he heard even long before he met you.

When Xiao and the director arrived at the forest, they collected the flowers on their way, he could see your ghost again. Walking around, calling for him. His heart breaks every time he had to witness your suffering. “Okay, we have the flowers… do you have something that belonged to them with you, Xiao?”, the director asked, and Xiao shifted his focus from you to them. Slowly he took the necklace off, feeling somehow so vulnerable without it, and gave it to the director. “You know where they start their walk and end it right?”. Yes, Xiao knew that. He had watched over your ghost for the past couple of weeks and noticed that you were walking in circles, without even knowing so it seemed, starting from the place you died and ending up there again. Although your body was buried in another part of Liyue and already long gone, taken back by nature, you stayed here. Where you died. Xiao wished he had come here earlier. Together with the director Xiao made his way to the place where your life ended and your endless suffering in a sort of limbo started, laying down the flowers and the necklace. “And how is that supposed to help them now?”, he asked, not sure how any of this will work. “Like I said, we put down something that belonged to them and was important because they will gravitate to the feelings still connected with that object. The flowers are helping, because they built a bridge between the living realm and what state they are in. Now we just need some words that they have a connection with, in the past it used to be certain prayers because people kept using them a lot, but you know it honestly doesn’t matter what you say, it just needs to be connected to them in some way. Maybe their favourite story or a lullaby, there are many possibilities.” “A lullaby, huh,” this was something Xiao hadn’t thought about in a long time. “Xiao, are you alright?”, he heard your voice from across the dark room. It was the middle of the night, normally he would be out killing monsters, but for tonight you were able to make him sleep with you. When you found out that he never sleeps you were shocked, though he tried to calm you saying that an adeptus didn’t need to sleep. “Maybe you don’t need to,” you told him with a stern look, hands on your hips, “but it will be good for you too, believe me!”. And somehow, after each of you confessed the feelings for the other, you were able to make him sleep next to you some nights. Just for that night his karmic debt plagued Xiao. He sat in front of your window, trying to keep his distance from you, not wanting to disturb your sleep and he didn’t want to worry you. “Xiao?”, you asked again, but instead of an answer Xiao growled in pain. Suddenly you were beside him. “Don’t”, he said through gritted teeth as you tried to touch him. “You’re in pain, let me help you.” He saw your worried painted face, ashamed that you had to see him like this. “It’s fine, I’m used to it. Don’t worry.” “Don’t tell me not to worry when I see the person I love most suffering,” and with that you took his hand. “Please Xiao, let me help you.” Even when he wasn’t in such a weakened state it was hard for Xiao to refuse you and now – all he wished for was your comforting touch. You led Xiao back to bed and when you noticed how he had a fever you quickly prepared a cold and wet towel for him. As you both lied down in bed you took Xiao in your arms. “I don’t know if this will help,” you began after a short amount of silence, “but when I was a child my mother always used to sing this lullaby to help me fall asleep. She even continued singing it when we were older and got sick… it always helps me feel better and at ease, shall I sing it to you?”. Xiao only gave a small nod, not believing it would help when you sang that song for the first time. But it did, you soothed his pain and helped him fall asleep. From that night on you would sing it more often to Xiao, he never asked for it but you somehow always knew when he wished to hear it, especially on the nights when is karmic debt caused him great pain. That lullaby became

another sign of how much you loved each other – the necklace was Xiaos gift, the song yours.

Now there he stood, in this forest that once was just a plain field, the flowers and necklace to his feet singing that lullaby. Xiao never sang it when you were alive, he never sang at all. No matter how much you begged him to sing for you, this was something he always refused to do. Thinking about how beautiful your voice sounded, he never wanted to soil this song with his voice.

It felt like you screamed for Xiao for hours and hours on end, but your voice doesn’t hurt. Where were you? What had happened? In your head you repeated and repeated the last things you could remember again and again. You were walking in the fields, wanting to collect some crystal flies for a commission. Then you remembered that you were attacked, who or what attacked you slipped your mind. However, the fight was tedious and hard… and then you called for Xiao. That’s it. That’s all you could remember. But where was he? Where was Xiao? Didn’t he say he would always come when you called out for him? Why didn’t he come now? You feared that he was still angry with you, though you didn’t know anymore why he even should be angry with you in the first place. The two of you had a fight yes, but… was that it? You spend so much time apart, did he just decide you weren’t worth his time anymore? Did he maybe stop loving you? Those thoughts filled you with dread and you wanted to cry, cry at the thought of Xiao not loving you anymore, but somehow you couldn’t. So you kept calling for him, over and over again. “Xiao,” you screamed. “XIAO!” And then you heard something, at first you weren’t sure what it was, but there was a noise. You stopped calling out for him, trying to focus on where the sound came from, following the direction. It got louder and – was that Xiao singing? The closer you came towards the sound, towards Xiaos voice singing that lullaby… your mothers’ lullaby, the lullaby that became yours and Xiaos. Which he always refused to sing, no matter how much you pleaded. The closer you came you started to remember the things that happened more clearly. How you didn’t want to call for Xiao at first that day, how something hit you in your stomach and how you felt the blood gusher out of you. Yes, you remember how you couldn’t stand anymore and all that was on your mind was Xiao, you wanted to see him again. Just once. You wanted to tell him how sorry you were, how stupid it was for you to fight and how stupid it was to wait this long to call for him. You wanted to say this to him, all of it. But all you remember you said was his name. “Xiao.”

He stopped singing, his head flying up seeing your ghost stand right in front of him. His name. You just said his name. “Xiao,” you said it again, this time he heard you say it clearly and you looked right at him, not through. “(Y/N)”, it came more out as whisper. This is what he wanted. He wanted you to see him, to get out of that limbo, but why does it still hurt as much? “Ah, seems like it worked, great!”, the director interrupted the moment, looking at Xiao and the ghost of you. “I ummm- I’m gonna leave the two of you alone for a while, so you can talk things out, say your goodbyes, yadayadayada.” With that the director walked away and it was just you and Xiao.

“I-“, Xiao began, but somehow his voice failed him. What was there to say? What should he say? “Xiao,” he heard the hesitance in your voice. “Xiao, I am dead, right?”. He couldn’t stand looking at you, his eyes avoiding yours as he gave his short answer. “Yes.” “I see,” you replied quietly. You slowly started to remember the nights you stood on the field, waiting for him to come. “Why,” you weren’t sure if you wanted an answer to your question, “why didn’t you come? After, you know… I- I waited for you. I called you. Why-?”. “I felt guilty. It was my fault, if I just hadn’t tried to push you away again, then you wouldn’t have died, I’m so sorry,” his voice was so quiet, but you could hear how he tried to hold back the tears. “Xiao,” at hearing his name again he looked back at you, you now seeing the tears that pooled at the corner of his eyes. “It wasn’t your fault. I shouldn’t have pushed you… and I should have called for you earlier. But Xiao,” you saw how the tears started to fall down his face, “it wasn’t your fault.” He couldn’t hold it in any longer, Xiao fell to his knees, hands in his face and crying. “Please,” he sobbed. “Please, forgive me. I should have protected you that day, I should have come here earlier and see what was happening… please, forgive me.” You walked towards Xiao, reaching out your hand, wanting to touch him. Wanting to take him in your arms, but you couldn’t. It broke your heart. “Xiao, please, please look at me,” he did, his eyes red and filled with his tears. “There is nothing to ask for forgiveness for, you did nothing wrong Xiao. It’s alright. I’m sorry for leaving so soon, for running away that day we had this stupid fight. I don’t even know what it was about…”. “I don’t know either”, Xiao admitted and somehow you had to laugh a bit at that. None of you ever remembered why you fought even in the first place, all of this nearly felt so normal. But it wasn’t. Xiao wiped away the tears from his eyes and stood up again, this time to be able to face you. You looked just like he remembered, except for the see-through part but… your smile hasn’t changed. Even if this was a sad one. “Xiao, how much time has passed since I died?” That question surprised him. “Around…”, he was hesitant to tell you the truth. Should he really tell you? “Xiao,” and you looked at him and he knew that he couldn’t hide the truth. “A thousand years perhaps.” Thousand years, you thought. For thousand years he walked around with this guilt, for thousand years he kept that necklace that still was on the ground… for thousand years he lived his life, still mourning you it seemed. “Did you get over me?”. Again, another question he didn’t expect. Why were you asking him this? Did he get over you? “No, every single day since you died you were on my mind, I couldn’t forget you and I do not wish to. I can never get over you.” This wasn’t the answer you hoped for. “Xiao, I’ve been dead for thousand years. Even if I hadn’t died that day, I would have died on another one. Thousand years compared to what, sixty? Maybe seventy years if I had lived a full life is nothing. Humans are weak after all, aren’t we?”. You didn’t mean to stir him up with your last comment, it was more intended as a joke, alas a sad one, but somehow you struck a nerve within him. “No, they are not. I always said that, but I was wrong (Y/N). I don’t understand how you human can live your life, knowing that you will die, that those you love will inevitably die. How you can idly sit next to people you care about forgetting important things, things about themselves, struggle to remember who they are, seeing them die… and you move forward. I watched over you humans for such a long time, protecting you and I still- I don’t understand how. How can they love again? Where does the strength come from to keep moving forward?”, Xiao’s voice was full of pain, you heard it clear as day, seeing how tears rolled down his face again. You felt that there were even other things weighing heavy on him, not only you, but you knew that you couldn’t comfort him. That this was

something he needed to figure out himself. “Xiao, you will learn. You will understand it one day, it just takes time.” Your voice heavy with sadness and oh, how you wished you could take him in your arms, wipe his tears away and kiss him.

Before Xiao could reply anything in return the director disturbed the two of you again. “So, are you ready now?”, looking directly at you. “No, but I stayed here for far too long now, didn’t I?”, a sad smile coming across your face. You really didn’t want to leave, but you knew you couldn’t stay any longer. It was time. “I will come with you as far as I can,” Xiao had wiped his tears away and stood now right next to you. If you still had a body your shoulders would touch.

Xiao and the director accompanied you to the border of life and death in silence. Before you crossed it you looked at Xiao. He looked so sad, as if he was to lose you a second time. “I wish,” you heard him say, “that you could stay just a bit longer. I know it’s selfish, but I just wished you could have stayed by my side forever. But you can’t stay, and you shouldn’t.” “Xiao, I feel the same. I wish I could have spent eternity with you, but I can’t and it okay. I just want to ask you for one thing, one last promise before I go, okay?”. Xiao looked at you with a heavy heart. “Yes.” “Promise me you will try to find happiness for yourself again, okay? Promise me you will love again, please. Don’t stay alone.” Silently Xiao looked at you to then finally say “I promise.” “Thank you Xiao,” Archons, you wished you could take his hand. “Now then,” you said looking in the directions you had to go. “Time to go.” “(Y/N)”, you heard Xiao say before you left. “I love you.” “I love you too, Xiao.” As Xiao and the director left the border, he stayed quiet, the atmosphere being quite sombre. “Maybe,” the director pulled Xiao out of his thoughts, “there is nothing behind the border and they stopped existing completely. But maybe their soul will now find a way back to you, just in another way? Who knows,” and with that the director left. Xiao didn’t know if he believed that you would find a way back to him, but as it started to rain and as it fell down on his skin, Xiao felt now lighter as if a heavy burden was taken off of him. With that he started to move forward again.

[nyctophilin]

Fake affection | I

sweet anon: Can I request a dom! Han Jisung smut? Where he and the reader are fake dating because Jisung want's to make someone jealous but ends up fucking the reader instead? I love your writings so much!!

Chapter I, Chapter II, Chapter III, Chapter IV, Epilogue

Description: Han Jisung has been rejected by the girl he likes one to many times. He decides that he has had enough and is set on making her want him back. What could possibly make her want him more than seeing him with her rival after she boldly assumed he can’t find anyone better. That way Jisung and Y/N are stuck in a fake relationship until Jisung’s crush falls for him. Or he falls for someone else.

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Pairing: Han x fem!Reader, Hyunjin x fem!Reader

Word count: 4.5k

Genre: College!AU, Fake dating!AU, Angst, Fluff, eventual Smut

Warnings: swearing, mention of masturbation

A/N: Wow, so it looks like I am unable of making short fics, haha. I planed for this to be a one-shot but it’s already this long and I don’t want to bore you guys with long fics so I will make a second part and a third if needed but I doubt. I really hope you guys like this one. Feedback is very much appreciated.

      Y/N was tapping her finger on the desk, her head resting in her palm. She was watching the professor walk around in front of the class explaining something but she wasn’t paying attention. Her mind was filled with thoughts about whether or not she was going to get the role. 

      Some people from her university that were majoring in Film Production had to write a script for a short movie and the best five got chosen to be produced. Initially, she believed that only Theater and Film Majors could participate at the auditions but the administration of the school made an announcement one morning informing them that everyone could take part in the audition process. That meant she had to deal with more competitors for the role she wanted.

      Initially, Y/N was the only one who wanted to audition for the main role of one of the movies since people didn’t really catch its concept that well. When the audition day finally came, one Modern Dance major showed up out of nowhere and auditioned as well. The apparition of that particular character made her blood boil with anger.

      Her competitor for the role was none other than Mina, her so-called enemy. They weren’t enemies in the real sense of the word. They just simply didn’t click with one another and silently agreed a long time ago to ignore each other. They weren’t pulling childish stunts on each other, they didn’t speak each other's names unless necessary, they didn’t try to win each other in grades or parties or body counts. They were just mutually ignoring one another. And everything was fine until she showed up there.

      Y/N wasn’t going to lie and say that Mina wasn’t good. Her performance wasn’t exceptional but for someone that has never done that before, she was fairly good. That had her worried about her chances of getting chosen.

      When the bell finally rang ending her suffering she got up in the split of a second and left the room. She could not bear to hear any more of the professor’s babbling. Her boots let out quiet thuds every time they touched the concrete floors. She found herself in front of the announcement board but the paper that was supposed to tell her if she got chosen or not, was missing. Thinking to herself that they probably will put it up later she turned on her heels and made her way towards the cafeteria.

      She met her friend Hayoon there and they sat down at a table situated in the centre of the cafeteria. They talked about how they had been up until then and Hayoon complained about one of her classes and how she’s going to fail it.

      The chatter in the cafeteria died down when the door was slammed open and Mina stomped in, a bitter expression on her face. “I can not believe that they made me a stunt double! What does that even mean?” Her voice was louder than it should have been as she addressed her friends. Her intention was most probably to attract attention.

      A smirk crept on Y/N’s face as she realised that she did, in fact, get the main role. She gave her friend a suggestive eyebrow raise as she slowly took the chopstick to her mouth. Her face dropped when she heard the stomping approaching her. “Hey, loser, what’s a stunt double?” Mina’s voice was scratching her ears. How she managed to sound like one of those toys for dogs sometimes, she’ll never understand.

      “I can’t believe you’ve auditioned for a role without knowing what a stunt double is.” Y/N rolled her eyes at the other girl and a few people from around them chuckled. Mina’s face caught a crimson colour as the embarrassment settled in.

      “Haha, you are so funny!” It was clear by now that the girl was trying to mask her flustered form by trying to embarrass Y/N back.

      The truth was that she didn’t mean to make fun of her. She just let her first thoughts leave her mouth. “I wasn’t trying to be funny.” A sigh left her lips. “A stunt double is a person that executes all the dangerous or action scenes for the main actor so they don’t get injured. Stunt doubles are usually gymnasts, people that know martial arts and all that jazz. They probably chose you because of your dance background.”

      “I can’t believe it. Not only they didn’t give me the role, but they are also going to use me to protect you?” Mina had an annoyed expression.

      “Oh please! Did you really think they were going to choose you? You entered that room without even knowing the concept and somehow managed to get the feel right a couple of times. Meanwhile, some of us actually prepared for that audition.” Y/N was fed up with Mina’s princess behaviour. Always thinking that everything is rightfully hers and expecting everyone to kiss her ass. All that just because her father was donating a big sum of money to the university every term. They are donations at the end of the day and she should not be expecting special treatment just for that.

      Mina’s face became a crimson red for the second time in ten minutes and she stomped away from Y/N’s table. The few people that were watching them averted their eyes when Y/N took a look around.

      From the corner of the cafeteria, someone was watching them with a smirk on their face. Oh, how he got just the perfect idea.

            Y/N sat in the second closest row to the professor. She was in “Canto class” as she liked to call it. It was one of the optional classes she chose to take that year. It wasn’t a compulsory class for Theater and Film majors since you don’t necessarily have to know how to sing to be an actress but she took it anyway because she thought it would be fun. And so far it was.

      A loud bang invaded her left ear and she turned to find Han Jisung having his back to her and chatting with his friends that were seated a few rows behind them. She raised her eyebrow but didn’t question it. It wasn’t like the seat was occupied and she definitely had nothing against him sitting next to her. He probably just wanted to pay more attention since he and his friends are always distracted during class. 

      Y/N turned back to her stuff and opened her notebook to take another look at the notes from last class. Soon after the professor entered the classroom and the chatter died down. 

      She was vigorously writing in her notebook everything the professor was explaining to them. Suddenly she felt a touch on her left elbow and stopped for a second. She immediately resumed her writing, convinced that he probably did that by mistake. Not even a minute later she felt another touch on her elbow this time more evident. She ignored it again not paying much mind to it. Jisung’s elbow collided with hers causing her to push her notebook and scribble on it.

      She snapped her head towards him and felt anger overcome her when she noticed the smirk on his face. “What?” She whispers yelled in his direction.

      “Hi!” He did a short wave of his hand in her direction and she clenched her jaw. She closed her eyes and exhaled deeply before going back to her note-taking. She had only five minutes of peace before he poked her side again. She smacked his hand away from her and continued to mind her own business.

      Throughout the class, Jisung kept bothering her and trying to talk to her despite her obvious wish to let her take notes. When the bell rang she got up quickly, her blood boiling and left the room in a hurry hoping she could lose Jisung on the busy halls. As she was hurriedly making her way between the sea of people she felt an arm going over her shoulders and she crashed with the owner of the arm.

      “Why are you in such a hurry babe?” Jisung’s voice rang in her ear as they were practically glued to each other. She grabbed his hand and swung his arm away from her shoulders.

      “For the love of God, what do you want from me Han Jisung?” Exasperation was present in her voice as she threw him an ugly look.

      She couldn’t guess what he needed from her to annoy her to that extent. They were acquaintances and nothing more. They knew each other from that one class they shared and the longest interaction they had was when the professor prepared an interactive class once and they had to work in groups of five.

      He was the university’s “heartthrob” as people liked to call him. Y/N personally thought that that title should be given to Hwang Hyunjin who was majoring in Modern Dance. He was more mature than the rest of his friends, he was friendly with everyone and wasn’t pulling pranks on innocent people to entertain some brainless creatures. But who was she to oppose the masses?

      On top of doing all those things, Jisung was also in a relationship with Mina. Every time they are together they will target someone and will start making fun of them. More Mina than Jisung but he was still entertaining her actions and that made him as guilty as she was.

      “I need to ask you something. Or better, make you a proposal.” He winked at her and she felt an uncomfortable shiver run through her. How disgusting.

      “Ok, and what is it?” She threw him an expectant look and he started looking around.

      “Let’s talk outside where there are fewer people. You got a free period, right?” Confusion made its way on her face.

      “How do you know that? Are you weirdo following me?” She has never talked with him as friends and they share only one class. How on earth would he know her schedule?

      “What? No! I see you hanging out around the university all the time after our class.” She rolled her eyes at his answer and gestured her hand towards the closest exit out of the building signalling him to lead the way.

      Very soon they were seated on a bench under a tree somewhere behind the university. It was her first time coming there. Y/N usually liked to remain at the front of the building since couples usually liked to come there and make out sometimes even fuck.

      “I think we should start dating.” He blurted out and she froze for a second before jumping to her feet startling the man.

      “I knew you were fucking weird. I’m leaving!” What in the actual fuck did she think when she came here. For a second she expected a real conversation but Jisung’s main skills were flirting and making bad jokes. She set her expectations way too high for that conversation.

      She picked her bag from the bench and started leaving only to have Jisung grab her wrist and stop her. “Wait, let me explain. I swear you’ll understand better after.” Y/n wanted to turn and leave but the puppy dog eyes he gave her made her stay and listen to him. Now, don’t get her wrong, his expression didn’t soften her but if he was desperate enough to try the puppy eyes on her then it must be important to him.

      She plopped down on the bench and waited for him to start talking. “Look, I’m pretty sure you know Mina. And I know you two aren’t on great terms. I say we date so you can get back at her for all the things she has done to you.” He raised his eyebrows at her and pursed his lips.

      Y/N was the one that raised her eyebrow next as she leaned her head to the side. “Aren’t you and Mina dating?” 

      “Obviously not.” Jisung used a tone that pissed Y/N off. A tone that said ‘It was so obvious, how can you not know?’ and she didn’t like it one bit.

      “Oh, I’m so sorry! I must have read the signs the wrong way. I mean, it's not like you are always together and you carry her backpack around and you hang out outside of school six days out of seven and kiss before classes and make out behind the university probably right on this bench.”

      A smirk appeared on Jisung’s face. “Who’s following who now?”

      “Don’t flatter yourself. Mina’s voice is so annoying I could hear her every time she talked. When I would turn to see what was up now you two were most times engaged in some sort of PDA.” She spoke fast trying to prove that she wasn’t following him. She didn’t know why she felt the need to do that but the thought of Jisung thinking that she has some sort of interest in him was terrifying. He completely humiliated the last “unpopular” girl that confessed her feelings to him and at that moment the last thing she needed was for him to go around saying she is a stalker.

      “Well, we are getting there. I asked her out and she said that she’ll love to but it’s too fun to tease me. When I asked her ‘What if I get a girlfriend?’ she told me I can not find anyone better for me than her. When I saw you fighting in the cafeteria earlier I knew I found my perfect girl. Not only are you hot, but she also hates you.” Y/N raised an eyebrow at his words.

      “Hot?” Her tone was untrusting as this was the first time someone from uni had said that to her. 

      “Yeah. You didn’t think that guys came to last year’s theatre spectacles because they were actually interested in theatre, right?” A laugh left his mouth at her dumbfounded face as she registered his words. A blank expression adorned her face immediately after trying not to seem so surprised.

      “Well, not anymore.” She let her tongue trace her bottom lip before biting the flesh. “Ok, so tell me what you actually want us to do.” Uneasiness settled inside Jisung as he watched her bored face.

      “Well, I mean what I said. We should date. Or fake dating if you will. That way I can make Mina jealous and push her to run into my arms. I bet she can’t stand seeing me with you for too long.” He looked into her eyes hopefully thinking that maybe he convinced her but his hope was quickly shattered when she opened her mouth.

      “What are you? Five? I don’t want to get back at her and I have absolutely no reason to help you in your sick plan. I’m out of here!” Once again she picked up her bag to leave only for Jisung to grab her wrist and stop her, again.

      “Please Y/N! I’m desperate. I’ve been trying to date her for a year and a half already.” That was pathetic. She had absolutely no reason to help him. None at all. But something pushed her to stay and accept his offer. Maybe she could take advantage of the situation.

      Turning her head towards her she tried to keep a straight face as best as she could. “What do I get out of it?”

      Jisung’s face brightened instantly at her question and he held her hand with both of his. “Anything you want. If it’s possible I’ll do it.” His eyes were pouring into hers and a stupid sparkle was present in them.

      “I guess you were going to do that anyway but I want you to present me to your friends.” The same bored expression that she had on for almost the entirety of their conversation was adorning her face. Jisung was amazed at the lack of emotions she managed to show but she was an actress. Maybe she’s just good at her job.

      “Why? Do you have a crush on any of them?” A smirk was enveloping his facial features and he had a teasing tone. Y/N rolled her eyes at his comment.

      “No. Some of them seem like really interesting people but their only defect was hanging out with you. Now that I have to hang out with you too I might as well start talking to them.” She shook his hands off hers before putting it in her front pocket. “Now I have to go to class cause my free period is almost over. See you later, babe!” She winked at him before turning around and making her way to her next class.

      The next day she met with Jisung in front of the cafeteria so they could walk in together and “announce” their relationship. Somehow he got hold of her number and they texted the night prior about the terms of their little deal. She felt like laughing when she saw how serious he was about it. If he really did end up dating Mina she’ll be convinced that both of them are idiots.

      His arm was over her shoulders as they walked through the tables. Multiple people were staring at them but she decided to ignore them. Upon reaching the table she placed her tray down and took a seat. The people at the table were looking confused at one another and some were throwing Jisung questioning looks.

      “Everyone, meet my girlfriend.” He spoke gesturing with a hand towards her. She smiled at them and waved her hand, muttering a soft ‘Hi!’.

      One of them, who she recognised to be Lee Minho, a Modern Dance major cleared his throat. “Hey. It’s nice to meet you.” He had an awkward smile on. “What are you majoring in?”

      “Yeah, I don’t recall seeing you around campus.” Seo Changbin, a Music Production major added.

      “Oh, I…” She started talking but a puff coming from her left stopped her.

      “Seriously dude? You share a class. She’s L/N Y/N from your Theory and Improvisation class.” The voice belonged to Hwang Hyunjin and she felt a funny feeling in her stomach at the realisation that he knows her. Everyone around the table was throwing him weird looks.

      “You are right but how do you know that? I’m pretty sure you don’t take that class.” There was a trace of embarrassment in her voice.

      “I don’t but sometimes when I wait for those guys outside of the classroom I see you walking out.” He said that with nonchalance taking a bite from his food.

      “And how do you know her? She’s not a Music Production major otherwise we would have known. And she’s not a Dance major either otherwise Minho and Felix would have known about her as well.”Changbin’s tone was almost provoking as if Hyunjin had done something bad and he was about to reveal it.

      “She’s a Theatre and Film major. Last year when we went to all those theatre spectacles to support Jeongin I was actually paying attention to the plays. She had either the main role or the lead. I remember her being really good.” She felt her cheeks heat at his comment.

      “Thank you!” She threw him a smile. However, she got ignored as Lee Felix started talking.

      “Do you know her Jeongin?” She somehow felt offended by his question. Maybe that wasn’t his intention but he should have used a different tone.

      “Of course I do. We share almost all of our classes and last year we worked on multiple plays together.” Annoyance was present in his voice caused by his friends' ignorance.

      She knew Jeongin from the first day. He was the first to speak to her although they didn’t exactly become friends. They kept on working on plays together throughout the entirety of the first year of college but they kept everything mostly professional since they both had their own group of friends and she kind of disliked most of his friends.

      “Then how come you never talk about her?” Now, wasn’t Changbin an annoying one? She rolled her eyes discreetly at his question.

      “Because we are not the best of friends. Why don’t you talk about Kim Gina from your degree?” The youngest question was a good one. They were acquaintances and barely knew something about each other. What was he supposed to talk about?

      “Gina is not hot. What am I supposed to talk about?” The older male said calmly with a shrug of his shoulders.

      The water she was just drinking got stuck in her throat and she started coughing violently. Jisung started hitting her back repeatedly trying to help her swallow. When she finally calmed down she looked at him annoyed.

      “Who she is, is not important. What’s important is that she is my girlfriend” he gave Changbin a side look ”and you have to accept that. Stop talking about her like she is not sitting right in front of you.” A few of them raised their hands in defeat while some of them averted their eyes. Minho and Changbin rolled their eyes.

      She felt her blood pressure spike up at their action. She remembered why she never wanted to talk to any of them. Arrogant pricks.

      “Ok, Mister protective boyfriend. Just tell us when you break up.” Minho took a bite of his food done with the younger man’s antics. Everyone knew that he was in love with Mina. The moment she shows some interest in him he would probably leave this one in a heartbeat.

      Y/N sucked in a breath discreetly. He really got her worked up and she hated it. She put an arm around Jisungs shoulders and yanked him towards her, his face close to her chest. With her other hand, she grabbed the sides of his face making him look up at her and forcefully pursing his lips. 

      “Break up? Do you wanna break up with me, babe?” Y/N’s voice was mocking as if she was talking with a child. Jisung swallowed hard before shaking his head. She smiled at his response and used the hand from around his shoulders to ruffle his hair. “That’s what I thought.” She placed a short kiss on his lips before releasing him and turning back to her food.

      Everyone at the table was looking at both of them shocked, especially Minho and Changbin. She wanted to let a proud smile escape her but she controlled herself.

      For the rest of the lunch, she decided not to engage in any more discussions with Jisung’s friends. She continued eating her food and listened to them talking about things that didn’t involve her, occasionally responding to Hayoon’s texts.

      She was the first one to get up, impatient to go to her next class and not have to see them. “Bye guys. It was lovely meeting you!” She smiled at them, a smile half true because she did like some of them. “Bye babe. See you later!” She grabbed the sides of his face again placing another kiss on his lips before taking her empty tray and leaving them alone.

      The men all watched her as she made her way out of the cafeteria. When she closed the door behind her they all burst into laughter. Jisung was biting the inside of his cheek irked by their action. When the laughter stopped, Seungmin that was sitting next to him put his hand on his shoulder.

      “I absolutely adore your girlfriend. She knows how to keep her ‘babe’ in check I see.” Seungmin tried cupping his face as Y/N did but Jisung slapped his hand away.

      “Are you her good boy, Jisungie? Does she give you rewards if you listen to her?” Minho cooed at him and Jisung held back an insult.

      “Shut the fuck up. It’s not like that. She surprised me as well. Who the fuck knew she was going to do that?” When he proposed the whole fake dating thing to her he thought it would be easier. Looking at it now he can’t understand why he thought that. He saw the way her fights with Mina unfold and he knew she was an actress which meant that she was probably either crazy confident or really good at faking it. For some reason, he thought she would be easier to tease and control but it would be a lie if he said it didn’t intrigue him. He liked a challenge and if the prize was Mina he would try his best.

      “And you man” Chan spoke for the first time “what the fuck was that? Do you know her entire biography?” He was looking at Hyunjin who rolled his eyes.

      “I told you I paid attention to last year’s plays. On top of that, she’s hot. I remember that after one spectacle I and the guys from my dance group at the time talked about her for like a month. She was so..” The man let out a groan and threw his head back trying to explain what he meant.

      “Sure, tell me more. Did you masturbate to the thought of my girlfriend? Perhaps got any wet dreams about her?” Jisung commented, raising an eyebrow.

      Hyunjin winked at him as a smirk made its way on his face. Some of the guys simultaneously let out disgusted sounds at his gesture.

      “But how did this whole thing happen? I can’t remember a moment when you talked about her or when you were together.” Felix’s deep voice rang making everyone pay attention to him.

      Changbin suddenly let a gasp out and dramatically covered his mouth. “Yesterday our little Jisungie sat next to her in Theory and Improvisation and when the class ended he ran after her. I think he might have had a secret crush!” The older man teased.

      “Yeah, but she looked really annoyed with him. Hence why she sprinted out of the class. Why would she accept to date him if she looked like she’d rather listen to Mr Jung talk about the first piano ever invented.” Chan intervened making Jisung shrug his shoulders.

      “She was annoyed with me but what can I say? I’m so charming she couldn’t refuse me.” He leaned back in his chair putting his arms over the back of the chair. 

      “I think she did it out of pity. When she realized you’ve been trying to get Mina for a year and a half now she probably felt so bad for you she decided to sacrifice herself so you look less like a loser.” Hyunjin said his tone way to serious to be a joke.

      Jisung threw the man a deadly stare. “At least I didn’t masturbate to the thought of her like a fucking virgin.” He spat in the other man’s face.

      “Touche.”

[lisinfleur]

Blómstur

The request:

Author’s Notes | This was definitely one of the cutest things I ever wrote. Universe | Vikings Pairing | Ivar x Reader Info | Viking Age AU, requested by @blonddnamedhandz​ for 5CW Ivar II. Posted for HTGI Event. Title translation: Flower. Words | 1306 ⁑ Warnings: Mentions to labor pains, Ivar’s ableism about his children.

It was what? The fifth one? The sixth if he would count the twins as two. There was Sigtryggr, Ingvar and Ímar - the twins. There was Udir and the little ones Erik and Einar - this last one his major concern since he didn't have left your boobs when Ivar accidentally got you full of his seed once again.

Would he be able to avoid his children from hating each other as Sigurd and he had done for so long?

Another sip of his mead, and, one more time, the cup almost fell from his hand with a growl of pain in your voice coming from the bedroom.

Why did it have to be so loud every single time?

Sigtryggr was taking care of his little brothers for him, outside of the house, to grant none of them would listen to your screams. As the older one, he had already age enough to understand those moments, and he knew how afraid his little brothers could be. He was thinking about getting a wife himself, on top of his fifteen years, and maybe carrying for his little brothers was a good way to learn how to behave when it was the time to see his wife screaming to put his children into Midgard like you were doing for his father's one more time.

Another scream cutting his thoughts.

"Gods..." Ivar mumbled, drinking from his cup one more time. "Why does it have to be so painful?"

Couldn't the gods be merciful about the birth part of that process?

To make the children was something so pleasurable! Why should putting them into this world be that horrible, bloody, and painful way?

You cried once again, louder. And Ivar swore he heard the midwife asking you to be strong and do it one more time.

Fuck that shit! You were the strongest human being he'd ever seen in his life!

Sword wounds? He could handle them.

Burning bleeding wounds with red-hot blades? Easy!

Now passing something as big as his children through a hole where his dick was used to feel tightly compressed? This was something his manly mind wasn't able to figure out how it was possible.

You'd always had long deliveries. His children were painfully big, healthy boys he could call everything but little. Sigtryggr was fifteen, and he was already taller than him! Ivar could bet he would be as tall as Ubbe or maybe Björn! And the twins weren't going through a different way: tall children, all of them! Big babies, all of them!

A new scream cut his ears. Were you giving birth to twins once again?

He got his crutch, forcing himself to stand.

It was taking too long!

Thinking closely, Siggtryggr had taken one day and half of a night. The twins took two days to be born. Erik was the shorter with one whole night. And Einar had taken almost as long as his twin brothers - the lazy thing. This one was approaching the end of its first day, but fuck! It was supposed to be quicker now, wasn't it?

Ivar thought about sitting down once again. What would he do inside that room but bother the women's work? What did he know about labor, to start with?

But what if something was wrong with this baby?

What if it was something wrong like...

Ivar felt startled by his own thoughts. Was it possible that the gods would allow Hel to touch one of his children like she had caressed his legs? After all the others, this one?

His eyes looked at the door, his heart speeding, his breath becoming shorter until everything stopped in his mind.

And around him.

A freezing cold shiver slid down his spine.

Why was everything so deep silent?

As fast as he could, Ivar rushed into the room, not minding the scared expression on his face when he opened the door, catching all the pairs of eyes into that place at once.

You were laid in bed, tired and sweaty like the last times you've done that. Ivar's eyes ran over the midwives, none of them seeming to be scared or anything but surprised with his sudden entrance.

One of them approached you, delivering a moving package in your hands.

It was smaller. Why was it smaller than the others?

Ivar's heart sunk into his chest as he approached the bed, but your smile confused him for a moment before you could show him the little package in your hands.

"Isn't she lovely, husband?" you asked.

And everything broke into shards of stars and light around him.

She was smaller than the others.

She.

His little gift from Freya was looking at him, with icy little blues exactly like his, filling his eyes with tears and making his lips break in a giggle that remembered that knock-kneed fool's voice for a moment.

Oh, Floki would be surely laughing at his anxiousness if he was there to see that moment. Or else, he would be making any stupid joke about how visibly melted Ivar's heart was with the sight of that little preciosity in your arms.

"A girl..." he mumbled, giggling again. "You gave me a beautiful little girl."

"Yes, my love. And I want to name her Aslog Ivarsðóttir. To remember your beautiful mother she'll probably grow to follow in beauty.”

He giggled again.

Oh, damn that fool! He would grow into an old wreck just like him.

But how wouldn't he be happy in front of such a thing? You passed the little package into his hands, and he cut the cord like he'd done so many times for his children before, marking her little forehead with the blood as a blessing.

"Oh, gods, look at you..." he mumbled, speechless in front of the small blue eyes looking at him so full of curiosity.

How, in the name of Odin, could something be that beautiful?

"I grow, I get older, but the gods don't get tired to bless me, do they?" he asked the little one as if she could answer him. "I've seen many things in this life, my child, but none... None was as beautiful as you are, looking at me like this."

His words were making you feel your heart full.

"My father once told me his daughter was the light of his heart. I never understood what he was talking about... With the many sons he had, how could she be different?" Ivar said, looking at you.

And then, turning himself to caress his little girl's face, as gently as if his fingers could break her delicate skin like the flowers you've once seen him braiding into a crown for you.

Maybe now, he would have more flower crowns braided by his hands in the course of his life.

"I get him now," he said. "It is different." Ivar completed.

He loved his children. Every single one of them.

But that moment was unique, and her way to look at him was unspeakable.

His heart was sure he would never see the world the same way once again.

She would be the light to enlighten his way. And what once was black and white had just been painted in the most beautiful colors Ivar ever had seen in his life.

"Are you happy, husband?" you asked.

Just to see him lifting his teary eyes to smile at you.

"No... Happy is too little of a word to define how enormous is what I'm feeling now."

Happiness is nothing, his father once said.

In that little girl's eyes, he could understand it too. It's nothing.

Happiness is nothing compared to the wonders he could experience with you by his side.

Happiness was nothing compared to what it was to hold that little package knowing his world would never be dark ever again.  

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Hello! I’m just going through some of the Asks I’ve had in the past few months. (As usual, I didn’t seem to get notifications about them, so apologies to anyone who’s received a late reply! ^^’’)

The year’s been slower for me than I’d have liked, but Act III is at least still slated for 2022. I’m working on getting the storepage just right and hoping to have that made public quite shortly!

There was an anonymous Ask that I wanted to repost so I can reply (as it had a lot of characters’ names that I had to redact for spoilers haha):

‘Okay okay.  I don't usually write to the authors of visual novels because it makes me so damn stressful.  But I HAVE to write it.  I am in tears after completing Act II and I don't know how to live now.  I do not hide, I was sure that [Redacted 1] would not die.  I made a list of characters for whom I was sure who would die.  And I was right every time.  But [Redacted 1] killed me.  I don't even know if I can play the third act without him.  I am literally in mourning.  Never understood people's attachment to fictional characters, but now?  I feel like a widow who lost her husband in the war 😭.  Before [Redacted 1]’s death, I thought about restarting the game after ending act II and trying [Redacted 2]'s route because he is one of my favorite characters, but I don't know if I can find a heart for it.  The fact that  [Redacted 1] could die without feeling loved. kills me too much.  The game is great, I love it. Right now I don't know if I can ever play different game for a long time.  Because I would feel like I am cheating on my dead husband 😭.  Now this game is the only thing in my head. I feel that I need to write a lot of fanfictions to ease my pain.  In my world,  [Redacted 1] is alive and happy BYE. But I don't have time for this right now because exams aaaaa.  I have always been interested in history, damn it, after all, I'm going to get degree in history goddammit.  And I only played your game because of the war theme.  But I'm broken now.  Of course, I'm going to play act three, I'll force myself do it.  For my second "beloved" I took [Redacted 3] because I know at least that he will not fucking die soon. At least I hope. And he's a great character.  I identify with him strongly because of our interest in [redacted ;)].  And his scene at the end of the act charmed me.  In general, I love the fact that each character tells about a different part of the war. As if, no character is even alike, and I love it.  So I had a problem with choosing the route.  But I chose [Redacted 1] because I didn't want him to suffer alone.  And I'm glad my Elfriede showed him that someone loved him and at least he didn't feel alone during this war.  I hope you will have a good day because I will 100% not have one.  It's time to live as the widow of a fictional character I guess. Btw English is not my first language and I had a problem with reading because I did not know a LOT of words.  But at least I expanded my vocabulary haha’

And I just wanted to say thank you so much for writing all that!! It’s encouraging to know the game still finds its audience even when I’m in these quiet periods of not posting online very often. I apologise for any anguish caused, but I’m glad you seem to have found it cathartic at least. :’) And it’s also really cool to hear that it helped you pick up some new English words! :’D

(I think the character limit for Asks must have been reduced since I received this, as I tried to paste this in the Ask box so I could answer it properly but it got cut off! So, please excuse this clunky repost format! (and for those who have played, and are curious as to the identity of the illustrious Redacted 1: it’s the final character to die in Act II))