#livestream script

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

twst en livestream

Boy oh boy did I enjoy that *pauses to check the time* 13 minute livestream, yes siree 😌 2 minutes of that was replaying the first anniversary animated short—

Basically, TWST EN is getting the Guest Room on Jan 23rd 🤔 which… is an interesting decision, seeing as JP didn’t initially get the Guest Room until after episode 6 was concluded. (This is because Guest Room is a feature that tied in with a major story beat in which Ramshackle is actually renovated at the end of 6.) I guess EN just wanted to get a head start…? They’re releasing part 1 of episode 6 soon in English anyway.

In hindsight, the early Guest Room sort of makes sense since EN is also planning on starting to release Clubwear cards (like Lilia’s). For those who don’t know, Clubwear cards don’t have additional stories (vignettes). Instead, you get club-related furniture items to place in the Guest Room when you level up a Clubwear card’s vignette level.

[graceschasity]

I think I'm a pretty patient and understanding person but starkid has until new years to send me an update about my signed npmd script before I start raising some hell

[heymeowmao]

2023.08.04 - https://weibo.com/l/wblive/p/show/1022:2321324931120922755130

It's been a long time since I last streamed!

LYN: There's sound but no music, is that right? If there's no music then I'm just sitting here looking dumb. Hold on a sec. Can you hear the laugh track at all? (No.) My gosh... and here I was enjoying the music... What's happening?? How embarrassing. - /troubleshooting/ LYN: No music, but how about the laugh track- is it back? (Yes.) And the music? (Still no.) LYN: No music? /deep sigh/ Goodness, how embarrassing. Ok, hold on- let me restart the program. The last time I was streaming after having connected to other people, and I used a different sound card then.

bgm: 我只愿朝着光 (I Only Wish to Face the Light) [Be Your Own Light OST]

LYN: It’s been a really long time since I last streamed; the last time was when we were promoting the start of the dramas, and it’s been a long time since then. I just finished up with some work today and decided I would come and stream for a while. I hope you can be happy with my short company. 

C: You cut/dyed your hair. LYN: Yes- I’m going to be entering into a new drama crew. We’ll also be setting the wardrobe later. I’ve cut and dyed my hair to make it look cleaner. The blonde wouldn’t do. It’s about time- the limited time hair-colored edition has come to an end. The Summer Limited Edition is over, and now I’m back to black. C: You look younger. LYN: Yes- short and neat hair makes you look younger. Another thing is… I don’t look that old, do I? I can’t act as a student but I’m still not that old. C: Senior/Upperclassman. LYN: I don’t think I qualify for that, either.

C: What’s around your neck? LYN: It’s Pomellato.

C: Is your throat/voice better now? LYN: ? Did something happen to my throat/voice? It’s fine, I’m good. I’ve been recording lately and doing some supplemental voice acting for previous dramas. I’m very good.

LYN: Today should be the last day of BYOL, right? I want to thank you all for your company and your support. This was my first male lead role, and I’ll count it as having successfully aired. Thank you for your viewership. If you’re in my stream and you’re not my fan but you haven’t watched BYOL light, I hope that you can check it out. It’s really a great drama.

C: I’m a new fan of just five days and it’s my first time catching a stream. LYN: Nice~ LN: See- you have to have some works to show, in order to get new fans. This one has been a fan for just five days, right? Ok, ok. When you like other artists it’s called “falling into the pit”, but with me it’s called “winning the lottery.” Congratulations!

C: Ning-ge, what eyeshadow are you using? LYN: Are you provoking me on purpose, or are you trying to get me to list off all the brands I’m working with? This is Givenchy. C: What type of shampoo do you use? LYN: L’Oreal. /promoting the shampoo and skincare lines/ C: What brand of yogurt do you drink?

LYN: It’s definitely going to be Chunzhen. /promotes two lines of drinks/ C: What accessories do you wear? LYN: I already told you this earlier when someone asked what was around my neck- it’s Pomellato. Another promo when around not too long ago- I want to thank you for your support then, too. 

C: I’m a student-fan. LYN: Welcome, but also I hope that any students can put their studies first.

C: I just finished watching Jiang Junhao’s (BYOL) big finale. LYN: Nice. I think I really gained a lot from BYOL. bgm: 如果爱回应 (If Love Responds) [Be Your Own Light OST] LYN: It counts as my very first proper modern drama. I was worried, because a modern drama was difficult for me. But I think I’m lucky that I was able to get a role that really suited me and my fellow actors as well as the director helped me a lot. The screenwriter and platform also helped me immensely. This is why you- I don’t dare to say that “everyone”, but at least those of you who’ve watched the drama- can remember this young man called Jiang Junhao. Maybe he was able to make you remember that such a character had existed, once. C: /compliments!/ LYN: Thank you. Actually the character of Jiang Junhao is really close to me. There are aspects of his life that I can relate to, and in terms of his career path- we count as working in the same industry. Because of that, I was a lot more relaxed. I really liked this role and it will be hard to forget. 

C: Showing your true colors. LYN: A little. I know that a lot of actors are afraid to hear that thie true colors are showing or that they are just acting like themselves. I think it’s okay. I don’t know about my other roles but for JJH I think I COULD act like myself. His character really suited me. But also it’s difficult BECAUSE the character is very much like me. I can’t let my fans- who always watch me stream, watch my variety shows, and whatever- also watch this drama and think, “That’s just Ning-ge.” There has to be a distinction- it has to be like me, but also not. That was what was difficult for me. You have to give enough life to the character in order to assimilate to the situations in the storyline, in order to make JJH believable. That was hard.

C: My mom told me to tell you that she’s looking for you. LYN: That is, your mom is my fan now, right? Thank you, jie. This drama is airing on Jiangsu as well as Youku- so if you turn on your television, you might see it. Since this is the case, our seniors- who wouldn’t normally watch shows online or using their phones- could potentially watch. I’m happy that one of my dramas could air on the television. This means that a lot of aunts and uncles, grandmas and grandpas can also get the chance to know me.  

C: My dad said you look handsome! LYN: Look at that. To everyone who is watching my stream, I would normally call your parents’ generation “ge” or “jie”. It’s leftover from my customer service days. Men who are older than me are all called “ge” and any women older than me are called “jie”. C: Then, you’re trying to take advantage of me! LYN: Meaning, if I’m friends with your mom and dad… then that means that your position in the family hierarchy is lowered? We’re all even. LYN: Just like in BYOL- JJH counts as OZM’s step-dad, right? But in the drama JJH tells OZM to call him “ge”. My interactions with his mom and my interactions with him are separate but equal levels. 

C: Ning-ge, are you going to The Truth S2? LYN: I wasn’t notified?? If there is a S2 and they invite me, I’ll definitely go.

C: Where did your second and third brothers go, in the end? LYN: The two bearded dragons? We borrowed them from a pet-shop, so we returned them. If you’re talking about in the drama, I gave them to a friend who could care for them.

C: Will there be a S2? LYN: No? It’s already at a perfect ending. I don’t know about a second season.

C: Was the 3.5 million returned? LYN: It was returned.

C: Da-ge, did you get a kiss in? LYN: Did I not? I haven’t watched the last episode yet. It’s okay- maybe they just deleted scenes that weren’t too relevant to the plot. That’s normal. Sometimes in post-editing they just delete scenes that they don’t need- the drama shouldn’t be needlessly long. C: /tells him about another cut scene/ LYN: Oh, well. It wasn’t important, that doesn’t mean anything. The tempo of the drama isn’t dragging and that’s ok. As an actor I can understand that if some scenes are cut that means they weren’t necessary. If they’re cut, they’re cut. It’s ok. As long as it doesn’t affect the overall plot, it’s fine. I’m sure the editors or platform have their own considerations to make or hardships to face when deciding to cut scenes. It’s all good. As an actor, I don’t have a lot of say in the content, but it’s all okay. LYN: It seems like a lot of you wanted to see the kiss. I think it was just a kiss on the cheek though? I forgot. But you say that it’s such a shame that it was cut- it’s not, really. A lot of dramas shoot such a scene in order to convey the intimacy two characters share. But if just a kiss on the face is not enough then… it’s okay not to include it. It’s not important. That’s alright.

C: When is TXJ airing? LYN: Soon. All of the dramas I’ve already filmed a while ago are close to airing. I also hope they air soon and that they have good results.

C: Why did you cut your hair, are you joining a new drama crew? LYN: What do you think?? Don’t pretend that you care about me, I know you don’t. I already told you I was joining a new crew. I’ve been idling for about two months, now. It’s about time. I’m getting ready to enter another consecutive-filming mode, because I was nonstop filming for the past few years. I only wanted to take a break because I had just been filming too much, including two big guzhuang dramas so I was burnt out. I took a rest to work on my album and now it’s 70-80% done. Now it’s time for me to enter a crew and start working again. C: Is it modern or guzhuang. LYN: It’s a modern drama- I’ll use it to clear my mind and learn something before I come back to doing guzhuangs. That’s what I was planning.

C: What’ll your next guzhuang drama be? LYN: My next one will be… what’s it to you? Don’t ask! C: Are you the male lead? LYN: Honestly, to me, male lead or second lead is not important. I am also okay with third or fourth lead. Of course, I would like to play a main role. As long as the role is good 1ML or 2ML is all good. I don’t HAVE to take only lead roles, but people always hope to aim higher. They would like to land the leading role and continue getting lead roles.

C: Ning-ge, will you accept female lead roles? LYN: Who asked that question?? /makes angry faces/ You must be crazy. Why don’t you just ask me if I will go play an animal?? Why don’t you ask if I will play a dog in my next role?! How can I, as a man, accept a female lead role???

C: Ning-ge, do you want to play an animal? LYN: Hey, now that you mention it… this isn’t impossible. Look at it this way- if it were a xianxia drama, could I not play a demon? I’ll play a rabbit that’s cultivated a human form. It’s possible. Or maybe if they do another drama/movie that needs a Celestial Dog, then I’d definitely go for the role. Didn’t someone say I looked like a celestial dog? XD Anyways, it’s not impossible that I play an animal. There’s also the case that the show is rendered in 3D and all they need is expressions and a voice. They can use my face and put it on a dog. It’s possible for this, but there’s no way for the female lead thing. LYN: I can even act as a napa cabbage!

C: Ning-ge, you’re tall so you can act as a giraffe. LYN: /laughs/ You know- I don’t think I’ve ever seen a giraffe spirit in a drama. There are lions and snakes, but never a giraffe. Okay, let’s do it- a giraffe turned human. C: A giraffe suits you. LYN: 去你的. Why don’t I just play an electric pole spirit, then? 

C: How long have you been streaming. LYN: I only just started a while ago. I started two minutes ago, so you didn’t miss any exciting content. Of course, my stream isn’t very exciting to begin with, so it doesn’t matter what time you come. It’s all good. If you haven’t yet subscribed to my weibo, please do so. I am Modern Brothers Liu Yuning. Thanks for your support.

C: Have you been resting well these days? LYN: Um. Are you a doctor, or?? I’ve been resting well. Can you tell from my tongue that I have an illness? Or do you think my complexion isn’t normal? I’m not sick. I’ve been quite comfortable. I can rest at home or go out and about. I’ve been well.

C: Have you done your physical yet? LYN: I haven’t yet, but I will in the next few days. After I get checked out with a clean bill of health I can enter into my new drama crew. LYN: I had asked if you could tell I was ill from my tongue or my complexion, and someone responded: We can’t tell, because your beauty filters are on so high we can’t see clearly. My filters are on too high so you can’t tell… … Who told you my filters were on too high? /angry face/ LYN: If you’re going to say that, then I will- turn them on higher. I’ll turn on the blur so high that I won’t have a nose anymore. I’ll erase my eyes and nose- so that you feel like you’re talking to a wooden puppet. LYN: You thought I would turn the filters off? There’s no way. C: You won’t even let us tell the truth? LYN: Right- the world is lacking in truthful people. We are too lacking. Speak more, then. Without you, society will stop progressing.

C: When are you holding your concert? LYN: Next year.

LYN: These days I’ve also sung a song for Mysterious Lotus Casebook. Let’s hear it. It’s called “Above the Jianghu” and it is the opening theme song. bgm: 就在江湖之上 (Above the Jianghu) [Mysterious Lotus Casebook OST] LYN: This drama is called Mysterious Lotus Casebook and my friend ZSX is in it. If you’re looking for dramas to watch or after you’ve finished watching mine, you can go check this one out. Please support it. C: Why did it lag? LYN: It’s okay for it to lag once or twice. It recovered quickly, so it’s no problem. This laptop is a bit older, so it’s not very stable. If it lags from time to time, please understand. C: MLC is so good! LYN: Yes, of course it’s good! I did watch a bit of it and it’s a great drama. I hope you can give it lots of support, okay?

LYN: There are some friends, you know I know you know, are very practical. They’re so practical that I’m not sure how you’re supposed to respond to them. I told you to watch MLC if you had the time and someone replied, “Yes, it’s a great watch!” There were only one or two of you fans who said, “Without you, I won’t watch it.” Friends- I just want to say- I just wanted to promote the drama in my stream a little. Whether you watch it or not is up to you. Even if you say, “Okay, Ning-ge! Any drama that you sing the OST for, I will watch!” but in the end you don’t watch it, that’s fine. But you have to at least have a surface interest in it- we have to make it seem like it has a popular reception, and that way it will be easier for me to continue to be offered OST jobs. Let’s say normally I’ll be offered 20 songs. After your words (I won’t watch it if you’re not in it), what happens if I’m only offered 19 songs? C: Okay. Repeat the prompt.

LYN: … :) Friends, there’s this drama called Mysterious Lotus Casebook that I sang the opening theme for. I hope that my friends here in the stream can go check it out! Okay, friends?! C: Okay, I’ll go watch it now! LYN: I didn’t want you to go watch RIGHT NOW. I’m streaming now. You can watch it when I log-off. You’ll watch it now? What’s the rush?? LYN: Remember this for later, okay? This is a little life-hack. You don’t need to be so realistic. Whether you watch or not is… honestly the platform doesn’t care about one or two people not watching. Just don’t live so strictly.

LYN: This song is from a movie called Oh My School. I guess it can be considered an insert song. bgm: 二中中二日记 (茶啊二中/Oh My School! Animation OST) LYN: This is a really really great movie; I know that a lot of you went to watch it. I hope you can still give it your support. C: I’ll definitely watch it. LYN: ! See? How nice! C: What are the lyrics?? LYN: It doens’t matter. You’re listening to the song for the mood of it. It doesn’t matter if you can understand the lyrics or not. You won’t learn anything from them anyway. Just listen for entertainment. It’s a really good watch, though. C: Ning-ge, I’ll buy tickets for the midnight showing right now. LYN: For this movie? See- look how smart this friend is. Even if they don’t buy tickets or go to watch, the platform will still be happy to see such a comment. Next time they have work to be done, they will come to find me again. C: You’re dizzying me to death. LYN: That’s the feel we’re going for. I don’t just want to sit here like I’m giving you a lesson. - /someone asks him about the lyrics, but he really doesn’t know what they’re referring to either. XD/

C: How many have you sung for ZY? LYN: How did we get here? I should be singing two songs for it. LYN: It’s funny- I went out to eat with the crew and somehow we got around to chatting about OSTs. The producer asked me, “For people like you who sing OSTs, on average how many songs does a drama give you?” It’s not like there’s some industry rule that states that a singer is only allocated one song per drama. I told them I can sing a few and it’s okay. So they responded, “Then Ning-ge, how about you sing all the OSTs for ZY?” I was dumbfounded. Opening, ending, character songs- all of them. I was thinking… there’s no need for that! I told them the most I should sing would be two. Like with BYOL, I sang the opening and an insert with Tao-jie. For YNGS I also have two. That’s for the dramas that I’ve acted in myself! I just think that more than two is too much. LYN: Let’s say that there are 7 songs on the OST and I sing 6 of them. It’s just not necessary, you know? I was thinking that I hope that each drama can invite lots of amazing singers to participate. It’s only with all the different people that it’s abundant enough to make the drama flourish. It’ll be of more help to the drama. I wasn’t going to act in it but also sing ALL the tracks for it- what do they think I’m trying to do? Just because I CAN doesn’t mean I want to take jobs from everyone else. It doesn’t work that way. We need other singers’ support for the drama, whether that’s by promotion or in terms of different musical genre/singing style. C: That sounds reasonable. LYN: Yeah! You shouldn’t be thinking “Wow, they think so highly of me! I must be great!” when someone gives you all the work. “I could accept all the jobs and then make a killing!” No- that’s not how it works. As an OST singer, you still have to adhere to some industry rules. Other people might not follow them, but you just need to manage yourself well and you’ll be fine. 

LYN: A few days ago I filmed something and they were looking for an OST singer- you all know them, but I won’t name names. The platform had contacted me and asked if I could convince that friend to sing an OST for them. I said, “What’s wrong? You can just find them the normal way?” Like, why were they asking me? It’s because they had tried, but the other party wouldn’t receive their calls. I asked them why, and it’s because they don’t want to sing gufeng style things anymore. I told them, “If they don’t want to sing it, why are you trying to force the issue??” LYN: Don’t name names (in the comments). I’m just trying to get the meaning across. Of course, I hope that my friends would lend their voice and help out. The platform just wanted to see if that person would give me enough face to accept one last gufeng song. It would be their last one and that would make it all the more precious. I think… there’s also meaning in that. We’ll see. If they’re really lacking a voice, I will lend them mine. - /jokes about bribing the friend with 500RMB from his personal OST earnings, to see if that would change their mind/

C: Ning-ge, my birthday is tomorrow. LYN: Your birthday is tomorrow, so telling me now is a little early. Anyway, I’ll wish you a Happy Birthday first. I did see some friends whose birthdays are today. Thank you for spending your birthday watching my stream. I hope anyone who is celebrating their birthday today, tomorrow, and the day after all have a Happy Birthday. 

C: The price rose? Wasn’t one song 200RMB? LYN: 200RMB was in thanks. If you’re begging for someone to sing one for you it’s 500RMB.

C: My birthday is in May next year. LYN: It just passed then, didn’t it? You just celebrated it and now you want to reserve well wishes in advance? It’s not necessary. This episode’s playback will still exist- on August 4, I wished you all a happy birthday. Next year when you celebrate in May, open this stream’s playback and you can have my well-wishes. Alright? See- this is also a method that can work. It applies to every one of you. C: Saving yourself the trouble. LYN: Right? I’m sure you all drive- this is like using the navigation system. I don’t know if you’ve ever recorded sound for your navigation? Though no navigation company has ever come to look for me- there was, once. But sometimes I just like to paly around with it. You’re able to change it so that you can use your own voice to navigate yourself. Do you get it? I don’t know if you’ve ever played with the software. It’s actually very easy, they just want you to say a few words or phrases- I forgot what they were- but they will use these sound bites to create a “nagivational voice package”. In the same way, you can leave this voice message here until next year and open it on your birthday.

C: I don’t have a car, so I don’t need a navigation. LYN: … What are you telling me for? You want me to gift you a car or what? Friends, let me just say- don’t go around on the internet playing yourself off as poor and in need… because no one cares. You don’t have a car, but what are you telling me for? Did you want me to give you one? Even if you don’t have a car, you can still use navigation! Sometimes if I’m shopping I’ll get lost, but know that the place I’m looking for is close by. Navigation isn’t only for driving, but also walking- it’s still usable.

C: Ning-ge, I’m a student. Are you willing to give me one? LYN: Show me your student ID. I do know what joke you’re referring to, though.

C: Ning-ge, if I’m walking on the street and get lost why do I have to use the navigation? Can’t I just… ask? LYN: Why are you being so stubborn? If you like to communicate with people, you can go ask! For some people, like me, we have social anxiety. I’m afraid to talk to people on the street. I don’t want to communicate with other people. In this case, I can just open my app and use the navigation from there, can’t I? End of story. Right? You also have to be understanding of people who have special circumstances. C: “se-kong” (color-fear) LYN: Is that not right? It’s not the “se” for “color”, but the “se” for “society”. It’s not as if I see a color and get scared. (color-fear vs social-fear)

C: Ning-ge, I twisted my ankle. LYN: /laughs/ Oh, sorry. I shouldn’t laugh. LYN: You twisted your ankle? I can feel your pain. I hope you recover quickly. But, there was no need to tell me that. What do you want me to do, go rub it for you? Hurry and go apply some ointment or see a doctor! What can I do about it?! I know the point in streaming is so that I can share my life with you and you can share your life with me, but you don’t need to tell me about these types of things.

C: Ning-ge, I want to job-hop. LYN: We’re talking about careers now, huh? You want to change jobs. Mmm.. uhh… that’s up to you. If you think you have no further development in your previous/current job or if you’ve encountered a situation that makes you uncomfortable or unsatisfied and you don’t want to work there anymore, switch. If you think you can have a better future somewhere else or it is a better working environment, then go. Be brave about it. You need to assess which is better for you and go for it.

LYN: Don’t ask me about anything college/university related, as I really don’t know. I never went to college, so I can’t share your burden. If you ask me what to do if you add too much salt when cooking, I can help you. I learned how to cook professionally. I don’t know about college/university so I can’t help you and I have nothing to share.

----- break #1 (the neighbors are fighting) C: I haven’t seen enough of the videos. LYN: Go watch them yourself, they’re all up on weibo!! You’re making it seem like I’m not needed. I shouldn’t have come back and should have just let you watch more videos. XD The neighbors aren’t fighting, they’re watching Mysterious Lotus Casebook. I thought the neighbors were fighting but the sound on the tv was just too loud, is all. ZSX’s just fighting with people, is all. C: Jiang Junhao and Ou Kaige (BYOL) are fighting next door. LYN: They’re just… exchanging some blows.

C: So, ge, what happens if I put too much salt? LYN: Do you really want to know or are you just messing with me? If you’re cooking and you’ve put too much salt in your dish it’s actually very easy. Add some water into your pot and then take out two scoops of it and it won’t be as salty. You’ll have to readjust the soy sauce and vinegar to taste, but the salty/bland levels will be fixed. Just add water. C: Drink more water. LYN: /laughing/ If the dish is too salty you can have one mouthful then chug water and repeat? You don’t need to do that. Just add water then take it out and re-season to taste. C: Add sugar. LYN: That’s also another method, but I don’t think it’s the best way to do it. You can add sugar, but it’s not going to lessen the amount of salt that’s in the dish. If it’s only a little bit salty then adding sugar can balance it out. But if it’s extremely salty then it won’t help no matter how much sugar you add. C: What if I can’t cook? LYN: If you can’t cook… that depends on if you want to learn how or not. If you do, go learn. I learned.

C: Why isn’t there “yu” (fish) in “yuxiang rousi” (shredded pork with garlic sauce; lit. = fish fragrant shredded meat (usually pork))? LYN: Friends- you can tell this person watched BYOL. Why isn’t there any “fish” in yuxiang rousi? Now I need some bgm. “Legend has it there is a question that has stumped us for ages. Why isn’t there any fish in yuxiang rousi? I’m sure you are just  confused as I am. Just like how “lao po bing” (sweetheart cake; lit. “wife cake”) doesn’t have “wife” in it. So today, I will answer for you what is- Happy Planet? No, that’s not it.- Why doesn’t yuxiang rousi have any fish in it but it’s still called “Fish Fragrant Shredded Pork”? They say that a long time ago, there was an blessed pair of husband and wife. The husband liked to eat fish very much, so every time he went out and came back from work, his wife would prepare a fish dish for him. One day, the wife was unable to buy a fish and only had 2kg of pork at home. Therefore, she used the method for which she would usually prepare the fish to prepare the pork. When her husband returned and ate the dish, even though it was pork, it had the fragrance of a fish. From then on this dish has been called “yuxiang rousi.” Which means to say that you just cook pork the same way you would a fish. Then you have “Fish Fragrant Shredded Pork.” C: Is that true? LYN: It’s not important. This is like fairy tales. Do you think the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves was real? It’s not important. Was the story of Sleeping Beauty real? It’s not important. What’s important is… that the prince and princess live happily ever after. That’s the most important. LYN: But I do think that yuxiang rousi does have this explanation. You can look it up. I remember that I had looked it up when I was filming the drama, too. For certain scenes I needed to make sure that what I was saying was correct. I came across that question in the script so I really went to look up the reason why; I can’t remember which strange site I saw that explanation on. But now I’ve told you all the story. C: Lao-da, now tell us the story behind the “wife cake.” LYN: There’s no need for that. I won’t look it up. If you’re curious you can search for the reason yourself. I’m sure someone will give you the answer. 

bgm: 爱了很�� (Loved You For A Long Time) [Twilight OST]

bgm: 风衣 (windbreaker) [Fireworks of My Heart OST] - the instrumental track isn’t available online, but he has it himself and will ask for it later. - was planning to sing this song at an event but they thought it was too quiet of a song

C: Lao-da, are you wearing pants? LYN: ??? /shows he’s wearing pants/ What do you mean by that? It’s not like I’m streaming from a pool and only wearing swim trunks?? I’m at home- why wouldn’t I be wearing pants? Don’t ask such offensive questions in my stream. I’ll kick you out.

C: Ning-ge, I want to see a pool stream. LYN: You don’t want to see a pool stream, you want to see the Haier Brothers, don’t you? You just want to see the young kid bare. C: Didn’t you say you were going to learn how to swim? LYN: I didn’t go, because my work these days have been scheduled pretty tightly. You might get the feeling that I’ve taken a rest since finishing up my previous drama but actually I haven’t really had much of a break. I have work pretty much every day that’s required me to fly here and there. I’ve been recording for my songs or voice acting, or going to some brand event or another. I’ve also had script readings and wardrobe fixings. There’s always something.

C: What drama are you working on lately? LYN: Don’t make it out to seem like you are my fan but you actually don’t know anything about me. That makes me sad. I can’t stand those people who act as if they really care about me but they actually don’t know what I’ve been up to at all. I’m not in their hearts at all. On the other hand, fans who care about me all know what I’ve been doing- idling at home. I don’t have work to do. No one wants me LYN: We’ve caught a fake fan, today. C: If you’re just at home idling, then I can support you. LYN: No need. When I was living a hard life someone had asked me and I rejected them. Now I’m doing fine on my own. I can support myself  and I can take care of my own meals. C: Then, you support me. LYN: Keep dreaming. You’re only here to chase stars, not to find a stable support for the rest of your life. C: What a cold/cruel guy. LYN: ?? Just because I said I don’t want to support you for the rest of your life, that makes me cruel?? Wow~

C: Can I request a song? LYN: You can’t. Here’s the thing- I’ll be holding a concert next year. You can request songs then, if you go. Let’s make a promise- I’ll see you there. C: Where will you be having it? LYN: It’s a tour, so I’ll be going to lots of places. C: What if I can’t get tickets? LYN: I’m sure you will be able to get a ticket. Don’t worry. It won’t be a problem.

C: Ning-ge, you’ve dyed your hair successfully. It looks very natural. LYN: ?_? It’s alright. It’s just black- what does that have to do with whether it looks natural or not?

LYN: I won’t be streaming for too long because I’m a little tired today. So I definitely won’t stream past 12a.

C: Ning-ge, have you considered overseas concerts? LYN: I know people tell me that I can, but ever since I was little I’ve been very self-aware. I’m sure that my music hasn’t made it big overseas yet. I know many of you could be overseas right now. But let’s say I do hold an overseas concert- everyone who goes will be my fan. There’s the possibility that fans here (in China) will go overseas to see me there. What’s the point in torturing everyone  like that?

LYN: We’ll see- there should be around 10 or so stops. There’s no rush. It will be held next year. Also I’ll focus on getting this next drama filmed and then we’ll see what happens next year. I just want to get my drama filmed. See- there was a fan earlier who said that they were a new fan of five days, right? That proves that my now-airing dramas have successfully attracted at least 100 fans. I don’t dare to predict anything else, but at the very least 100 people started liking LYN because of this drama. What do you think, friends? Do you think that it’s possible? I do. This means that for my next concert, there will be 100 more people in the queue to try to get a ticket. Then it will seem like they are in hot demand and can be sold more easily. C: More than 100! LYN: Whatever. I’m satisfied with 100. If I gain 100 fans with every 1 drama, then if I do 10 dramas I will have 1000 fans. That means if I do another 100 dramas- I will gain 10k fans! My concerts are usually in 10k-seated venues… after 100 dramas I’ll probably be able to sell out. C: What about scalpers? LYN: This problem is not exclusive to my concerts only. All artists have this problem, but perhaps I am not as popular as the rest of them. Their tickets might sell out very quickly but I don’t think that will happen with me. Of course, there’s also no way to avoid it. Everyone knows that if there are concert tickets, there are going to be scalpers. But I myself nor my studio would ever do that. (buy their own tickets to make it seem like they’re selling out fast.) LYN: You can tell by how we sold tickets for my first concert- tickets were limited to my fans, only. Logistically, the ticket offices had never done such a thing before. But we did it. Later we are unable to do the same, because it would tire us to death. I can only ensure that the first stop is limited to fans-only. Let alone concerts, the other day I went to a restaurant and there were even scalpers for tables! Say there were twenty tables in front of me- someone told me they had tickets for the first three tables, and if I wanted one? I asked how much, they said 20RMB, and I replied, “No thanks.” There are even scalpers for eating!

C: I’ll be in high school next year! LYN: And what about it…? Good luck, I guess. Study well. I hope you get into a good college.

C: Ning-ge, how about some English? LYN: OK. No problem. …What type of English do you want to hear? LYN: You really know how to make trouble. Now you want to hear English??

C: Have you been working out? LYN: I’ve been able to take a couple hours.. Usually I have afternoon recordings- like around 4pm. I don’t normally go record early because my voice would not be warmed up by then. So I wake up in the morning and work out in the afternoon before recording later. 

C: Ning-ge, your face is producing oils. LYN: What are you talking about? This is called “dewy skin”! It’s super popular right now. You know?

C: Ning-ge, do you think we would be able to see any abs by next year’s concert? LYN: You’re asking me if I have any plans to tear my shirt off- as if I will be performing then all of a sudden find my shirt unbearable and rip it off? Without rhyme or reason and without a trigger- I just tear my shirt off? What will it mean/represent if I do tear it off- my wild side is coming out? I don’t know, because I’ve never understood why singing a song would make someone want to tear their clothes off. But if you really want to see it, we can put such an event into the design. We’ll have to see if I have any abs by then though. If I have anything that I would be willing to show, then I could try to convince myself to tear my shirt open while I sing. I could try it. C: Really? I don’t believe you. LYN: I’ll try my best. If I have any abs by that time I will definitely tear my shirt for you. LYN: I won’t tell you. You’ll have to come to the concert and see. After I sing about five songs and go to do an outfit swap, if I come back up for the next stage wearing an undershirt/t-shirt then you’ll have an idea of what’s coming next. You can prepare yourselves for the possibility that I’m going to rip it off. If I come up wearing a down jacket and three more layers then there’s no way you’re seeing anything. Whether I tear my shirt off or not- you can come to the concert to find out. If I don’t though, please don’t return your tickets.

C: Are you going to tear it  off at every stop? LYN: /laughs/ Would I rip my shirt at every stop or just one…? People aren’t guaranteed to have abs all the time- it come and goes by how much someone might eat. You might not be able to see it all the time. C: What happens if you aren’t able to tear it? LYN: Don’t worry- I’ll take some scissors and make sure I have a starting point first. Do you think other people don’t give themselves a starting point? I’m sure they do. If you’re standing up there and struggling to rip the shirt it’ll make you look too weak. I might cut a starting point into it first. Or maybe wash it twenty times- I’ll have the washing machine “chew it up” it for 24 hours straight, until it’s just a think layer that’s easily torn. - comment that he could pre-tear one and just hold it together with velcro for all subsequent stops. XDC: Ning-ge, I’m a student-fan. I’ll watch you tear it. [t/n: underage?] LYN: No- I mean… tearing off a shirt isn’t too nsfw, is it? It’s only the top half- It’s not as if I will be tearing off my pants? If you go to a pool there are plenty of guys out there with their chests bare- it’s not unsuitable for children. This has nothing to do with being a student. It might be inappropriate if you’re just walking down the street without a shirt on, but at my concert it’s a more private space, so it should be fine if I’m topless. Don’t worry, student-fan. This should not affect your job choices later in life.

C: Ning-ge, if I’m under 14 can I still watch? LYN: In that case, you shouldn’t. Also- you need an ID in order to buy the tickets, so if you’re under 14 years of age I hope that you can bring a parent or guardian to the concert with you. C: I’m fifteen. LYN: Do I really have such young fans? I don’t really... believe you. LYN: I’m not your average young handsome guy. I’m not someone who can pass for the young, handsome, and cute type. Sitting here right now, I’m just some old guy. It doesn’t really work. C: Can a 68 year old watch? LYN: Of course you can. If anyone over 60 comes to watch my concert, I will gift them with a peach (of immortality). I wish you a long and healthy life.

C: What about over 80? LYN: Of course they can! 90 is also okay. Everyone will get a peach. C: Ning-ge, I’m 12. Can you believe it? LYN: It doesn’t matter if I do or not. There’s no need for me to think about the validity of that statement, either. But if there are underaged children watching my stream, you can rest assured there is nothing that I say here that will negatively influence your future. However, I do want to say that the internet is a complicated place, so I hope you can install safe browsing/parental controls. It counts as a sort of self-protection. C: Ning-ge, I’m three. Is that okay? LYN: /sigh/ You’re three and you know how to type? That’s amazing. You must mean that your intellect is only that of a three year olds? That doesn’t count. 

LYN: Something that makes me happy is that sometimes I will see fans say, “Ning-ge, you’ve debuted for five years and I have accompanied you for five years.” That means they have really been there from the start, and it’s touching. So many things can happen in five years, and there are so many other amazing people debuting all the time. For you to be able to stay with me and grow with me, to keep me company while I chase my dreams, is touching. C: I’ve been here five years. // It’s been 2.5 years for me. LYN: I think that if you’re able to stay with me for longer than a year that’s already amazing. LYN: I saw someone say in the SuperTopic: “Ning-ge, I’m sorry. I’ll stop being your fan, and go be someone else’s for a few days. Sorry.” That was hurtful. You can like other people, but you don’t need to TELL ME ABOUT IT.  I don’t want to know. Let’s do this in the future- we’ll meet nicely and part nicely. C: Shit, seriously? LYN: Truth. I was speechless. So… Go. I wish you well. One day when you think that the outside world is too cold, you can come back to us. I’ll give you a chance. 

C: Ning-ge, I don’t want you to become too popular. Because then I won’t be able to get tickets to your concert. LYN: You don’t really think that, do you? Or are you joking with me?? “I don’t want you to become too popular”... I’m thinking of a terrifying scene. This person is at home praying for me. “I pray that Ning-ge doesn’t become too popular, so that one day I can successfully buy his concert ticket.” That makes me… scared. But it’s alright! Just don’t say it that way. From now on, pray that I make it big! I’ll save ten tickets for you, right now in my stream. I’ll reserve those tickets for you myself. As long from now on you pray that I make it big.

LYN: Every time I talk about my concert plans, you always say, “Ning-ge, we can’t compete for the tickets!” I am not a person who always think that the results will be wonderful, and I don’t believe when you say that you are unable to get tickets. It’s not that I don’t believe that you will actually go buy the tickets. I just don’t believe that I can sell out every ticket. I know myself well enough not to have hope that if I open a 10k seat concert, I can rest assured that all the tickets will be sold. LYN: We’ll have to see. When I have been in conversations about my concerts, we’ve concluded that I would hold one each at around ten stops. The seating is around 8-10k. I think at the very least 8k people have the chance to watch a concert. To me, that’s already hard to fill. I’m not that popular. Everyone watching my stream right now- do you think you won’t be one among those 80k people (total)? I’m sure you will be. C: There are 8k seats per stop? LYN: It’s going to be around 8-10k seats at each. 

LYN: I went to an event the other day- Why can’t I remember what it was? Let me think…- It was the one in Changsha! I woke up early and went to the hotel’s gym. I didn’t look too closely at who was in there, but when I was done suddenly someone came over and tapped me on the shoulder. That gave me a fright- I thought they wanted to beat me up or something. “Hey!” I turned around to see who wanted to hit me, saying, “What’s wrong?” It was WSL. He had also been in the gym, on the treadmill. LYN:  We started chatted and I asked him what he was doing in Changsha and he told me that he was working on his concert, because he was planning on holding one next year. I told him I’m sure his concert would go off without a hitch because he has a lot of good songs. He advised me that if I was thinking of doing a concert for myself, that I could think of having a surround stage. Almost like watching a sports match, where you can view it from all sides. Matches can accommodate up to 20-30k people, so if I did it that wayit would open up much more seating. I told him, “You’re WSL, but I’m not.” How long has he debuted for, how many songs does he have, and how many people grew up listening to his music? Right? He has a lot of songs, but I don’t have the same confidence. I told him that. Anyway- I’ll just do a front-facng stage and make sure that it’s perfect/pretty. 

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- /promotes Hello Saturday on 8/5/ C: I don’t have a membership. LYN: ? It airs on the tv. Just watch it on your tv. C: I don’t have a tv. LYN: Then maybe you can look into, through some effort, making some money and buying one? I hopeyou can succeed and one day have your own television. People are like this- others may have what we do not and vice versa, but I am firm in one belief. That is- I don’t need to be jealous of what  others that I do not. If I can gain what they have through my own my hard work and effort, only then would it become meaningful and I can have that sense of accomplishment. So for that friend who said they do not have a tv, work hard to make money. If you’re still in school then focus on your studies. When you grow up you can focus on buying a tv. C: Ning-ge, can you raffle one off right now? LYN: Um… I don’t get what you mean. Are you telling me that all of the electronics in your house were gained through winning them in a lottery? For example, you finally saved up enough money to buy a house, but to get all the furnishings it relies on you coming into streams to win them in a raffle? How fascinating. In this case it’s possible that you won’t have a tv in your house for 100 years. If you don’t want to buy one for yourself, then what are the chances that you would ever win one?

LYN: I had told you before that I would be giving away oil in my stream. I’m sure that means that there are some people who don’t have cooking oil in their homes, don’t cook, and are just waiting to win some from me. When you win it, would you start cooking? Are you going to make some yuxiang rousi?

C: I can’t enter the fangroup. LYN: The weibo fangroup is pretty easy to get into. The fangroups I’ve had from the start “True Love” and “Big Shed” are reserved for the fans who have been with me since the very beginning. They were here from before my debut. All the newer fans are in the weibo group. C: I can’t get in. LYN: Maybe you haven’t met some of the requirements yet. Moderators- please look into how these friends can participate and enter into the fangroup. Now that my drama has finished airing, I’m sure that there will be 100 more fans wanting to be a part of it. // I’m also part of this fangroup- since I am a fan of LYN. But when I entered the group I sort of used the back door. The moderators added me themselves. So that’s why I have the honor of entering the fangroup. - /talks a little about how in fan groups there are always “lead/big” fans. He counts as his own “lead-fan”; but also was looking into what benefits/advantages there were to being one. Says he’ll organize and tell us one day exactly what those advantages are. A fan tells him to make a whole ppt presentation. XD/

C: Ning-ge, what profession will you have in the next guzhuang drama? LYN: I haven’t even done my modern drama yet, why are you asking about my next guzhuang one? I don’t have one- I already told you I’ve been idling at home for two months. Don’t ask. Even if you do, I wouldn’t be able to tell you.

C: Are you drinking “lei-bi”? (sprite = 雪碧, but they replaced the “snow” with “thunder” (雷)) LYN: No, it’s just carbonated water.

C: Ning-ge, is there anyone in your house? LYN: What, do you want to come over and live here? It’s not worth it. There are no people at home, but there is a dog. She’s sleeping. People who know me will know that I can’t have other people in the room when I stream. It will affect how I express myself. I always tell my staff to go clock out and leave. I tell them, “Leave. It’s time for the boss to work.” What a great boss, right? I tell my staff to go home and rest while I start work myself. C: Wake Daimi up. LYN: She’s sleeping soundly. Let’s not wake her up.

C: When is YNGS airing? LYN: Soon. It’s already past the first stage of censorship phase, so it’s currently being edited. After the censorship stage it should be quick. I’ve also finished recording my two OSTs for it. It’ll be quick. LYN: It’s a really good watch. When I went to do voice acting for it I pretty much watched it from start to finish. I think it’s very good. It’ll do well. Very nice.

C: ZY? LYN: It should also be pretty quick. I always see a bunch of friends who work in the industry, and when they see me they say, “Hey- I saw ZY and it looks really good.” They’re complimenting it, which means that they are looking forward to seeing it. I was surprised. For me personally, I like every role and drama I accept and really look forward to seeing it air. But when it comes to other people- and a lot of people, at that- who are also complimentating and looking forward to a drama, it’s only then that I think, “Oh? Maybe it really WILL have a good reception.” It’s not just one or two people, everyone seems happy about it. Even with YNGS. LYN: I was never the main lead in a drama before since I was only ever supporting cast, so when people before said that a drama was good/bad I didn’t really feel anything. From an objective standpoint, I had less scenes and the plot didn’t revolve around me anyway. People didn’t mention me much in those dramas- and of course, that’s definitely fine. It was only after I started accepting lead roles that the praises/compliments I’m hearing are really sinking in. It really makes me feel like the time and effort I put into filming those dramas was worth it.

LYN: Honestly, I really like being an actor. So for all my previous dramas, I will definitely go to watch when they air. A lot of you ask me, “Ning-ge, are you watching the drama like I am?” and you really don’t need to ask because yes, I am. I watch, and also with a keen eye for how I am performing. When I watch myself I always find some bad habits that I have while acting, so then when I act in my next drama I will do my best to lessen/erase those bad habits. It could be a bad habit or something I didn’t execute well, or just that I am slightly off beat. I like to monitor for these things. LYN: In the very beginning I was excited to watch. I was thinking, “I’m sure that when this character appears, the viewers will really like him.” It’s not that you were required to like the character, but more that I hoped the character could be liked. Otherwise, what would be the point in acting at all? Every role I take, I want people to be able to like and acknowledge, or discuss and remember. My hope is that through this role, people can remember that I am an actor. But after a few dramas had aired, my state of mind changed for the better. Sometimes you find that with some dramas… they just air. They took up some amount of my time and effort and helped me to grow; so my state of mind slowly changed for the better. I used to be so excited about every role, but now I don’t care. I’m still passionate about them but what I expected to gain from them have changed, because I have already fallen in love with acting. LYN: So now people are telling me that they think the drama looks good and are looking forward to when it airs. At first I might have felt surprised at that, but now I have taken to telling myself that no matter what I film or record, not to have too high of an expectation for it. Sometimes when your hopes are set too high you are more likely to get hurt. This started from Heroes- after that drama I told myself not to have too high expectations for the reception of my drama/character. There are many sides to a drama, and many more opinions. Now I just hope that they can air at all. LYN: I think that I am just happy that more people can get to know me through my acting in a drama. That’s my state of mind now- I’m happy. If things are meant to be yours, they will be. If they’re not, then why force it? I just need to do what I can and should be doing, and live without regrets. 

C: Do you look at your private messages? LYN: Don’t spam in my comments. I don’t have time to look through my private messages, so you don’t need to keep sending them, either. If you have any questions to ask me, you can wait until I stream and type it into the public comments. I really don’t look at private messages. If I did, that would mean I REALLY don’t have anything better to do.

C: Ning-ge, I’m a CP fan of you and HZT. LYN: Thanks. As long as you’re happy. What else can I say? Did you think I would say that I am, too? It’s not necessary. As long as you’re happy. We’re all here on the internet looking for some happiness. If you’re here to relieve stress, or to like an artist, or even to curse someone out, we’re all here to gain happiness. I understand. Just don’t go too overboard. I hope everyone can have a kind heart. That’s what I hope.

LYN: A lot of people are telling me not to mind the voices on the internet that are criticizing me and trying to bring me down, and focus instead on all the people who love me. They’re trying to cheer me up, afraid that I might get depressed. It’s not worthwhile. I know I look like a perfectly fine person now, but I didn’t grow up/mature in the greatest of conditions. At the very start I was singing in a bar- it’s a complicated space. You can see all sorts of different sides to humanity. I count as having survived from that environment. I also worked for two years at a public bath. There are also all sorts of people there- I’ve seen a lot. I’ve also had my fair share of hard life experiences. Later when I started streaming, the platform we were using was pretty messy. I’m streaming now, but back then the comments were filled with curse words. Random people would just come in and just start cursing you out and they would say terrible, devastating things. There were some in particular- it wasn’t like weibo, where only I am able to speak- there were some using illegal software that would open up the mic. They would connect to the mic and start cursing you out directly, shouting through the audio system. I experienced that a lot, and worked under those conditions for a while. It was cruel. If you didn’t develop a strong sense of mind I’m sure that you would cry after every stream. C: You couldn’t kick them out? LYN: There were too many people in the stream. By the time you scrolled through to find that one person, they would have run away already. When you stop looking for them, they come back. It’s not something you could control.

LYN:  But after experiencing all of that, a few people criticizing me on the internet is nothing. I really feel nothing at all. ¯\_(ツ) If it’s just a baseless insult then really I feel nothing. If they’re saying something that just isn’t possible or nonsense or purposefully provoking, I don’t care. Because I’ve experienced much crueler situations that that. I don’t take it to heart. The other thing is, you’ll discover that some people try to stir things up and say things like “LYN is ugly” or “LYN can’t act” or things like that. You may wonder if seeing those things would unsettle me a little, and yes, they do. But I also think that these comments don’t affect me at all. For an artist the thing you would be most afraid of is if no one is talking about you at all. You might not understand, and feel sorry for me. But if I didn’t have all these people creating trouble and causing discussion then that would be more terrifying.

LYN: You know how some people say “Oh, this drama was a flop” and this and that. Let me tell you- the dramas that REALLY flopped you wouldn’t even know aired. When you’re discussing if a drama flopped or not, that means that it didn’t (because you’re talking about it). Think about it. Do you know how many dramas are aired in a year, and how many actors are continuously releasing new dramas? The ones that really flopped are the ones that you didn’t even know aired. No one even mentions them. That’s the most cruel thing that can happen.

LYN: So when people are criticizing me and discussing me, then I am actually relieved for it. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I’m thankful, though. There are two sides to everything. From one side it is a criticism on me, but from another side they are helping to garner interest in me. My name will continue to show up in certain circles. It’s a good thing, really. The thing you should be afraid of is if no one is talking about you. When it reaches the point that people don’t even want to curse at you, you’d be miserable. I’m sure that in this industry there is not a single artists who can get by without someone cursing at them. But for the time being if they are, it means that you are still important. LYN: There are still groups of people out there who like to post bad pictures of me and make fun of me, or use words that I have said before against me to ridicule me. I think that’s all okay. That’s all the material they have. If I actually look that ugly, there’s nothing I can do about it- because that’s just my face. There’s no way to deny it. It’s still me. So it’s all okay. I have a very good mindset. I have to thank everyone who recognizes me and who know my name. I hope you’re doing well.

LYN: /suddenly thinks of a song/ Thank you to everyone who knows my name. This song is for you. -- 我是一只小小鸟 LYN: This song goes so high! At least let me finish up with the most important lines.LYN: If you’re a VIP member, you would have finished watching BYOL today. I want to thank you all for your company and support for this drama. I hope that in life you can also be your own light. I want to thank all of you who like this drama and Jiang Junhao. Thank you to all my fans.

LYN: I hope you had a happy, relaxing, and wonderful night. It was great to have you and I hope you enjoyed yourself. If you have not yet subscribed to my weibo, please do so. I am Modern Brothers Liu Yuning. Goodnight everyone, and sweet dreams. Let’s meet again in the next stream.

[mofffun]

should i read spoilers for final stage on Mar 31...

[howyoustudythestars]

Okay, hear me out...

From the creators of Flames Pond comes the movie no one asked for but now we all want to see... The Adventures of Birdman! Starring Adam Young as a down-on-his-luck Superhero named Birdman while struggling to save the world by night. During the day, he tours as a musician named Max Power. But when an old friend accidentally reveals his true identity to the world, he must go undercover to save his band and loved ones, while learning that a true, prosperous family shows no sign of Discord.

Also starring Abbey Olmsted, Billy Olmsted, Andy Johnson, and Breanne Duren, and introducing Casey Connor as the supervillain Dr. Frozen Tornado. Coming to theaters on July 5, 2046!

[in-a-continuous-daydream]

One of my favorite moments from the livestream: Jeff reading the Bottle Imps script, practicing the little WAA that his character does then IMMEDIATELY realizing it’s all he has to do and going “I have one line 😐”

[twinsimming]

Livestreaming Mod by Twinsimming 💻

This mod gives sims the ability to livestream video games from their computers to earn tips, social media followers, and celebrity points.

This is a script mod that can be placed in your Packages folder. It was built and tested on 1.69 but should work fine on 1.67.

Livestreaming

In order to livestream, your sim must have an active social networking blog. The "Livestream..." interaction will then appear on a computer's pie menu.

Sims can livestream for 2 hours, 4 hours, 6 hours, or indefinitely.

Livestreaming raises a sim's Social Networking skill and hidden Video Game skill.

Each hour of streaming counts as one blog post. Sims will either gain or lose followers every hour they stream.

Sims who livestream will start receiving tips once they have 50 followers and start gaining celebrity points once they reach 300 followers.

They will have a 50% chance of receiving tips and a 40% chance of gaining celebrity points for every 10 minutes they stream after the follower thresholds are met.

There are 15 video games your sims can stream. 6 are from The Sims 3 and 9 are conversions from The Sims 4 with proper audio and visuals.

These video games are also available in my Level Up! Video Game Skill Mod.

Tuning

All of the tunable values can be found on the mod download page under the header “Tuning”.

Conflicts & Known Issues

This is a new script mod so there shouldn’t be any conflicts.

Credits

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[onplanetme]

WAIT mild tit spoilers ahead but i just realized something about the tour planning timeline.

during dan’s birthday livestream, he acted confused as phil introduced father phillip. this was technically the introduction of the character to us, the audience, but they confirmed they’d been working on the show since like january. dan’s birthday was in june, the whole script had to have been fully written long before that. that means THEY KNEW and it was (excuse my language 🫣) a soft-launch of sister daniel and father phillip as a pair of characters.

those sneaky bitches

[man-down-in-hatchet-town]

Hey guys... I think we, as a fandom, might be severely underestimating Becky's importance to the whole narrative. She's the Warrior of Light in Black Friday, and then in the final Cinderella's Castle livestream Matt reveals that the original Workin' Boys script was all about Wilbur Cross trying to sacrifice specifically Becky at a black altar. When it wasn't her that died, the whole thing fell apart.

So, like, what's her deal?

(Update: I made a guess. Links to tumblr.)

[doctorbunny]

More serious summary of the livestream

Unfortunately I can't provide a full translation because the entire time I was watching in autistic excitement like 😊🥰🤩 whilst my brain melted out my ears and didn't pick up on a lot

Luckily, I have a feeling someone will get around to translating this stream eventually since they finally had the BGM on a lower volume so everyone was audible the whole time Without further ado:

We started with introductions seating order is Yamanaka, Yurina (Es' VA), Minami (Amane's VA), Ryouta (Kazui's VA) and DECO (who dyed his hair blonde) They each have one of the 4th anniversary acrylic stands in front of them The actors have their characters but Yamanaka has Haruka and DECO has Muu

Yamanaka admitted to being a Haruka oshi/fan

Then Minami talks about being a Fuuta fan (she calls him cool) and she's handed the Fuuta stand and she pushes the Fuuta and Amane stand next to each other (and jokes about their height difference then imitates Fuuta going zenbu zenbu zenbu!)

But then Yurina sticks her Es stand in between them to separate them

And then they move the Amane stand next to the Kazui one and everyone coos

Before moving Amane and Fuuta back together in front of Minami Then they basically just lift all of the stands up on to the table and continue on

They discuss their thoughts on the trial

Looking at who got voted inno and guilty Minami is happy Amane got inno but has no idea how Mikoto wasn't guilty They note that the audience wasn't very happy with Kotoko for beating up the other prisoners Then they give some thoughts on the MVs from Daisuki to Deep cover They get most excited talking about Cat and Purge March Kazui says that he was able to put the right emotions into Cat because he recorded the voice drama first Yurina and Minami actually caused the microphone to peak with their excited shrieks at one point (ow)

They answer some audience submitted questions One question was answered along the lines of "Be prepared" One was submitted in English and they tried to but couldn't read it Then they got a question (in Japanese) from someone from 韓国/South Korea [side note: I feel like the south korean milgram fandom has gotten more prominent recently, its always been there but it feels bigger than ever and that's pretty cool]

After audience questions they made a few announcements Some things we already knew, the gratte cafe crossover, the Kotoko line stickers, Earbuds are still on sale (and they're making badges and stuff based on the earbud promo art) the 4th anniversary art/acrylici stands literally in front of them Then some new things: Minigram LINE stamps (everyone was especially pleased for the Kazui XP stamp) There's going to be a part 2 to the Karaoke collab (no details yet other than its coming)

They also announce this year's perk for annual members [the pain of being an annual member but living outside of Japan so you can't get these 😭] Blank lamenated cards of the prisoner's interrogations and a whiteboard pen so you can write your own interro questions and answers They bring out the cards for Kazui and Amane and do some examples

"Do you like cake?" "I don't eat it."

"What did you have for lunch today?" "Gyudon." [a beef and rice dish]

Then Minami just writes "Toilet paper" in katakana and everyone laughs (Then she writes Toilet paper rap/lap/wrap and I'm not sure what she means)

Most exciting is script books for the Hallucenation liveshow (scripts of the voice dramas and songs) The live show uses condensed versions of the voice dramas but this is the first time we'll have official transcripts of key moments to help check translations with

Then they start saying that T2 was hellish, but T3 is going to go beyond hell: They're going to send everyone to Super Hell And at this point my brain fries and overloads on eeby deeby memes as they all go back and forth talking about Super Hell

They all start doing their outros/saying goodbye

Yurina talks about upcoming challenges we have as guards meanwhile Yamanaka ominously holds the Haruka stand up in frame

Then that's basically it, not much going on because a lot of stuff (like Hallucenation, the plushes, earbuds) came out right before the 4th anniversary

[arimiadev]

why does aniplex want mahoyo to fail

I love visual novels. being a long time fate/stay night fan and only having heard of mahoyo from hushed whispers about its cinematography, I was super invested when it was announced to be coming to the west and I could finally play an official version of it.

however, a lot of people interested in type-moon works had never heard of mahoyo, let alone it getting an official english translation. but how? aniplex is publishing the game and they're one of the largest anime distributors in the world.

with the console release of mahoyo being almost exactly a year ago and the steam release being just 10 days away, I want to look over some of aniplex USA's bizarre and nonexistent marketing for one of my favorite visual novels.

let's clear up a few things, first.

mahoyo is the shortened form of mahoutsukai no yoru (not to be confused with mahoutsukai no yome, i.e. the ancient magus bride), which has been localized as witch on the holy night. mahoyo was a linear non-eroge visual novel released by type-moon in 2012, being one of the first scripts kinoko nasu (co-founder of type-moon) wrote back in 1996 and adapted into a VN many, many years later.

in April of 2022, a console remaster (switch, playstation 4) was announced with HD assets and voice acting, to be published by aniplex. notably, this console release would contain an english translation and was later confirmed in June to be sold in the west via online retailers. this was huge news, as this meant mahoyo would be the first type-moon visual novel (not including gameplay-oriented titles like fate/extella or fate/grand order) to be officially released in the west, as despite numerous fan translations, their more recognizable visual novels tsukihime and fate/stay night still had not received a localization.

type-moon is the developer behind mahoyo and aniplex is the publisher, meaning that type-moon made the game and aniplex is in charge of distributing (and marketing) the game worldwide.

timeline:

April 11 2022: Mahoyo rerelease announced for consoles (Switch & PlayStation 4), including English translation

July 4 2022: Aniplex confirms Mahoyo will be available to the West, localized under the name Witch on the Holy Night

October 14 2022: 2nd trailer released, more voice actor info announced

November 3 2022: physical pre-orders launched, demo version available

November 18 2022: Aniplex attends Anime NYC with Mahoyo

December 7 2022: Mahoyo released digitally on Switch / PlayStation 4 (Dec 8th in Japan, Dec 7th in America)

December 12 2022: Mahoyo reaches 110k units sold worldwide

January 27 2023: Mahoyo physicals release

July 5 2023: Mahoyo reaches 150k units sold worldwide

September 10 2023: Mahoyo announced for Steam via a now unlisted Aniplex livestream

December 13 2023: Mahoyo will be released on Steam (Dec 14th in Japan, Dec 13th in America)

some of the dates might be a little fuzzy, especially the release dates, as some sources go by japanese time and some go by american timezones, so just be aware of that.

now, let's talk a bit about mahoyo itself.

mahoyo is a masterpiece. it's a niche game not meant for everyone. its cinematography is top notch among visual novels. its writing style can be off-putting to people who want faster-paced stories. it's one of my most beloved visual novels I've ever played, and I've been in this field for almost a decade and have played well over 100 VNs.

mahoyo is a completely linear visual novel—meaning it has no choices or gameplay—that follows aoko, a high schooler mage trying to balance her perfect school president facade with her secret life as a mage, something she has to keep secret at the risk of death. this is one of the lesser known type-moon works but it's well beloved because of the care put into it.

if you've ever heard someone talk about it, it's almost impossible for them to not mention the visuals. mahoyo is one of the most visually impressive visual novels I've ever seen, with its inspired use of artwork and in-game animations. I cannot recommend this VN enough if you like modern fantasy and don't mind linear VNs.

before we dive into aniplex USA's marketing, I want to clarify a few marketing terms for people who don't market visual novels as a job. marketing is not just advertising—it's everything related to how a product communicates with potential users, including its branding, its packaging, its everything. when marketing a game, you have several different avenues: social media, press & influencers, trailers, store pages, and more.

today I want to show you how, based off what I have researched after a long, manic day, aniplex USA has failed mahoyo on all of these accounts.

so let's go back to its western release.

mahoyo has a few official english channels:

website

twitter

facebook

aniplex also has an official english twitter with almost 500k followers where they shared mahoyo very rarely—only 9 tweets about the game ever.

well, surely their other pages are more maintained right—

both accounts stopped posting July 10th/11th, with their last post being about mahoyo going on sale on consoles. let's look at their posts prior to this, though, starting with the twitter.

we can see that the twitter account was made in december of 2022. if we scroll down far enough (it's not hard, given they only have 33 tweets), we can see that their first tweet was on december 6th 2022:

let's go back to our timeline. can you tell me when mahoyo's remaster released digitally?

yes they made both of the english mahoyo social media accounts the day before the game launched

we can very easily add up the entire social media posts for the game thus far:

mahoyo english twitter - 30 tweets and 3 retweets

mahoyo english facebook - 27 posts

aniplex english twitter - 9 tweets

aniplex english facebook - 2 posts

no other english social media accounts were tied to the website, so these are the only ones I looked at. this means in total, there were only 68 social media posts for the console release of mahoyo by the publisher for english audiences.

but what about the steam release? after the game sold over 150k+ units on consoles, surely aniplex was ready to market it a bit more for pc users—

neither account has made a post about the upcoming steam release.

if we look at the twitter, they have 3 tweets since July that do talk about the upcoming steam release- however, these are retweets from the japanese mahoyo account.

we know that this twitter and this facebook account are the official social media for mahoyo as they're linked on the website, so they're definitely meant to be followed for game updates in the west. well, maybe the english aniplex twitter has posted about it—

none of the english aniplex or mahoyo accounts have made a single post about the steam release

that's right, the social media posts I counted above are the only posts for mahoyo on their english accounts, all dating back before the steam release was announced. since then, they have not made a single original post even mentioning the steam release.

meanwhile, the japanese mahoyo twitter has been hustling hard to promote the upcoming steam release—reposting trailers, character bios, and more almost every day with pretty good numbers.

in fact, the japanese mahoyo twitter did such a good job at marketing it that the aniplex USA twitter never mentioned the english mahoyo twiter, instead only @ ing the japanese one in tweets (despite the english one being linked on the website).

why they even bothered making social media accounts and then not running them despite being one of the largest anime distributors in the world I have no clue.

well, maybe they didn't need to rely on social media presence. maybe they were going for the in-person approach and marketing it at conventions.

mahoyo had basically no anime convention presence

the only reference I can find to aniplex notably promoting mahoyo at any western convention is this tweet of them at anime NYC. from someone who was at anime NYC, I've been told that they pushed the game heavily at their booth with TV screens promoting the game.

however, anime NYC is only one anime convention. you cannot hope to sell a game by just attending one anime convention. mahoyo might have had a presence at other american conventions, but I'm unable to find any images or news about this.

maybe they don't understand type-moon

aniplex is the publisher for fate/grand order, one of the most successful mobile games ever created. they're also the distributor for a majority of type-moon related anime, ranging from fate to garden of sinners to side series. aniplex's marketing team should have lots of experience with type-moon properties.

maybe it was promoted in other aniplex titles

I was also unable to find a news post in fate/grand order related to mahoyo's release, despite news posts for other type-moon series (namely fate but also things like melty blood) getting news posts in fate/grand order. I might've missed the news posts when looking back through FGO but I don't believe there was one.

maybe it sold well in other regions but not western ones

(I'm going to be referring only to the console release for these stats, keep in mind)

mahoyo released December 7th/8th 2022 with an english, japanese, simplified chinese, and traditional chinese translations. at the end of the release week, mahoyo's japanese twitter announced the game had sold 110k copies worldwide and famitsu reported that 66,344 of these units were sold in japan. this means we have around 43k units unaccounted for.

we know the game was available in english, japanese, and chinese languages but we don't know what regions. mainland china has a very large visual novel playerbase (I say this as someone who sells visual novels), which means if it were sold there then it's easy to say that a big chunk of that 43k units could be attributed to them—this also means it would be easy to believe that aniplex saw mahoyo selling worse in western countries and took this as a sign to not promote the game any more there.

but was it ever sold in mainland china? from what I could tell—no.

looking at pricing charts for the nintendo eshop and the playstation store, china is not listed on either. furthermore, searching the game's chinese title on the chinese playstation store does not bring back any results. it looks like the only predominantly chinese-speaking regions that were able to buy it are hong kong, taiwan and possibly singapore (the playstation store page for it doesn't look like it's available for purchase anymore).

so what does this tell us?

without any other numbers it's hard to tell how many of the 43k launch week sales came from english-speaking players, but even if we conservatively say that only around 20k of the 110k launch week units were from western countries, that's still almost a million in revenue (and remember, the physical limited edition of the game was available in english for $60, which is $20 more than the digital base version).

maybe the store page is so good they don't need to market it

here's a little secret: store pages matter a lot more than you'd think. there are entire job positions dedicated to tailoring store pages (like a steam game page) to make it perfect for the game's target audience. there's a science to it that includes the artwork, descriptions, tags, screenshots, and more.

let's see what aniplex did for the steam page of mahoyo.

A tale told with vivid colors and rich sound in a classic TYPE-MOON visual novel.

I don't know how to describe this short description charitably other than to say it sounds like a person who's never heard of a visual novel has been tasked with describing a visual novel.

this tells me nothing about the game other than it's a visual novel. I hope you know what type-moon is, because if you don't then you've learned nothing else from this. alright, well, let's look at the screenshots—

there's only 1.

currently as of writing this, there's 10 images uploaded as screenshots (no trailers, they keep adding and removing the trailers for some reason). 9 of these images are just the full artworks from the game while 1 is an actual screenshot.

I really hate this, as you're not actually shown what the game looks like unless you look at the very last screenshot. this will absolutely lead to some people not understanding what they're getting into. what's worse is that some of these CGs are spoilers, especially one in particular featuring my wife touko.

why are we spoiling people instead of showing them screenshots? why not show people what mahoyo actually looks like??

there's also absolutely no use of the announcements section on steam. each game on steam can post announcements related to the game, including upcoming releases, new updates, and more. it's customary to post a steam announcement when a game has a release date announcement. mahoyo's steam page has none.

well they probably released the trailers in english for hype

I wish I had that much hope.

on mahoyo's english website, all of the videos listed are from the official type-moon youtube, which is their japanese channel. type-moon went through the effort to translate these videos. aniplex didn't upload these to their own youtube, where they already upload everything related to the fateverse and nasuverse.

searching up witch on the holy night brings up no results for the trailer—aniplex never uploaded the trailer to their channel.

maybe they got influencers to play it

according to steamdb, the max amount of viewers mahoyo streams have had on twitch was 71 viewers.

furthermore, if we check twitch and look for vods attached to mahoyo, we only find 4 videos total, all of which were posted in the past week. it looks like they didn't even reach out to streamers to play the console release, much less pay them.

over on the press side, it does look like they reached out to at least a few reviewers. for example, on the review by noisy pixel, they clarify that a review copy was provided by the publisher for review purposes. we can add that to the bare minimum of marketing—reaching out to press.

however, they did get for some other influencers to share the game! ...twitter game sale influencers, that is.

there's actually a lot more of these types of tweets for mahoyo than I was expecting when I searched it on twitter. as a friend pointed out, just because it says "#ad" doesn't necessarily mean these were paid for by aniplex—a lot of these links look to be referrals, which means they're getting a cut of any purchases.

let's recap

mahoyo released over 110k copies in the launch week for it's worldwide console release despite very, very limited marketing efforts from its publisher aniplex. now that the game has proven it can sell very well despite being a lesser known linear visual novel, aniplex has done no marketing for the steam release- no tweets, no influencer outreach, no localization of trailers, no announcements via steam, nothing.

so why?

why does aniplex want mahoyo to fail?

even after all of this, I still do not know why. to me, it's clear that the marketing team at aniplex were (most likely) given no budget for this game and just couldn't do anything with it, deciding to spend what little money they had on press outreach and an anime NYC booth.

but why? why didn't aniplex give them a budget, even a small one? why was their budget so tiny they couldn't even afford to tweet? to RT more posts from the japanese twitter? to share the already translated trailers to their own accounts?

I've heard a few excuses like "type-moon hates western fans and probably caused it" but this doesn't make any sense either. why would you authorize a translation of your game and allow your publisher to sell the game overseas but specifically make them not market the game (and what publisher would agree to that)? I've even heard excuses like "they just forgot it was coming out", to which I ask "how does an entire marketing team (a company the size of aniplex absolutely has a team(s) for marketing and not a singular person) forget a release for a game that's already sold over 150k copies?". the only excuse I've seen that I somewhat buy is that they did not have much faith in the game and relied almost entirely on fans doing word of mouth marketing for the game.

I don't think we'll ever get an answer. while I do believe the marketing team at aniplex was most likely given no budget for mahoyo, it still begs the question of why. why did someone at aniplex not want to give mahoyo a marketing budget? why are the japanese accounts for mahoyo and type-moon the only ones doing the marketing?

I hope the information I've provided here is accurate—if it's not, I'll try to update with corrections. I don't want this piece to cast hate towards the staff at aniplex or anyone involved with this projects, I'm just trying to assemble the pieces on what feels like a game being left to word of mouth. I've tried to include as many links to my sources as I could so you could come to your own judgements about what has happened regarding mahoyo's worldwide release.

mahoyo is a visual novel that's dear to me and will absolutely sell well on steam—with an estimated 50-80k wishlists, it's going to have a solid launch despite the zero marketing for its steam release. if you love other type-moon works or want to see an absolutely visually stunning visual novel, please check it out.

— arimia

[silentcryracha]

❍ ‗ Spotlight (lee know) ‗ ❍

Pairing : Lee Know x f reader

Summary : An upcoming work event stresses you out of your mind. But someone's there to help you relieve some of that stress, and who would've thought that it would be that one annoying co-worker?

Genre/ Warnings : it's a light co-workers enemies to lovers thing, talk about stage fright, mention of anxiety and bad breakup, talk of being chated on, some insecurity (brief and not specific mention), smut with plot (ONLY 18+), protected sex (UNBELIEVABLE?), soft dom minho of you squint, the whole this is a bit angsty, ending is open (is it tho?)

Word count : 10k (oh brother)

A/n : Has it ever happened to you to be SOO pent up and stressed that you could punch a wall and cry at the same time? Yeah, exactly. How about we fuck instead! Lmao, enjoy

ps: There could be grammar errors. Do NOT repost on other socials. Leave feedback if you feel like it, otherwise enjoy! ♡︎

masterlist

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

It all started with that damned research plan. 'Why the fuck did I even agree to that?', that's pretty much the same question that's been going through your mind for the past week.

Your boss held a meeting some time ago and asked your unit to bring up some ideas for an upcoming convention that will be held a few hours from your city. Several major companies in your field would be presenting their own projects to some big names in the industry plus some extremely wealthy people, that actually put their money into good causes.

So you did what you had to, took a couple of days to research and came up with an idea. You knew it was a good concept, and that you were good at your job. You were pretty confident. However, you were part of a team. A small one, but still, you were not in charge of anything in reality.

Which is why you nearly had a heart attack when during the meeting your boss actually decided on the spot to create a whole concept based on your idea. With you in charge.

Panic flooded your mind as you tried to reason with him, going from 'I can't do it' to 'We're a team', literally anything to try and make him change his mind. Even downplaying yourself, for how much it hurt your ego. Just because you have great ideas doesn't mean you want to have the literal spotlight in a livestreamed work convention!

"This unit has been doing a good job for the past months, while still being experimental. I think you deserve it. But I need you to prove yourselves this time, too. So what do you say, y/n?"

And with that, he got you. Why lie. Not only because you desperately wanted to get ahead in the company, but also because you knew for a fact that the rest of the team wanted it as bad as you did.

Were you really going to be the villain and turn down such an occasion for everyone, just because of your own overthinking? So, in the end, as unsure as you were, you still accepted.

And you couldn't lie, the prospect of getting recognition and a better working position fueled your motivation. You would've still been sick 10 minutes before the event, you were sure. 'But that will come later', you tried to convince yourself.

Fast forward to two weeks later, that's how you found yourself stuck to the office computer at 8 pm. On a Friday night. In your twenties. All the documents, research, presentation, audio, script…literally everything was ready and finalized.

You were pretty sure that if you asked your co-workers to check it one more time...you would've had the whole computer thrown at you. So you did it yourself, of course. Again and again.

You were the one who would have had to go up on a stage and explain it all, weren't you? You were so worried that your stage fright would make you somehow forget it all and even managed to fuck up reading from the script.

The fourth, or maybe fifth, coffee of the day being the only thing keeping you going. Aside, maybe, from the adrenaline. You were tired, yes. You should be going home, checking that your suitcase was properly packed and your tickets ready for your morning flight. Yet your anxious and perfectionist mind just wouldn't let you relax.

"Aren't you going home?" a voice interrupted your flow of thoughts, making you roll your eyes. You didn't even have to look to recognize that voice.

"No. But you should." you responded, with annoyance in your voice.

Lee Minho. Your 'second in command', as per your boss words. You have never quite spoken, before the past two weeks. Which sounds incredibly unrealistic, being in the same small work unit and all, but it was true.

Your team was an efficient one, but definitely not a tight one. All seven of you were literally picked out from different bigger divisions in the company, some even from other office buildings.

Straight away you were told that your team was going to be an experiment. This was roughly ten months ago, which wasn't much, but for a bunch of people who were essentially stuck in a limbo, uncertain of where they'll end up the followung year, was more than enough.

Being honest, you weren't particularly eager to get close to any of them. Whether it was an off-vibe or just you being kinda closed off and shy, you weren't sure. Regardless, you kept work life and personal life well separated.

Lee Minho, for example, was someone who you could never quite read. You may not have been very social, but you were observant. You knew that he was good at his job, often getting extra meetings and praise from higher ups. He was also quite standoffish, kinda like you. You did see him a few times talking with some other people at the company's cafe. But you didn't know them.

Then, suddenly this presentation thing happened, and just like a bunch of new class mates, the team was forced to collaborate. And boy, did you learn to know him quickly.

Your guess that he was good at his job was correct, but he was also extremely cocky while doing it. Your boss put you in charge, and yet it seemed that his life mission was to contradict and question you in almost everything. And the most infuriating thing was that he had a point, each time.

You lowkey hated him, because he would just add fuel to the fire. More details on a topic, some script corrections, visual corrections to pictures and illustrations. He seemed to be wanting to do stuff his way. But so were you, so it was kind of a silent war between you two. During one of the earlier briefs, you even mentioned it to your boss, and he just said to compromise. Easier said than done for two stubborn, competitive, people.

"The janitor will come soon to kick you out." he insisted, as he took his long suede coat from the hanger.

"Then I'll tell him to give me a few more minutes." you replied, squeezing your eyes for a moment, desperately trying to moisten them a little after spending so many hours in front of the computer screen.

"You said that forty minutes ago. Everyone else has already left like, two hours ago." his voice didn't have any particular feeling to it, but the fact that he was so insistent made you snap.

"Listen, Minho" you started, turning your head back towards him, "Whatever this is, quit it. I don't need an assistant, nor someone to remind me of the office's rules and I certainly don't need your concern."

This time it was his turn to roll his eyes, an annoyed smirk on his sharp features as he crossed his arms and leaned back on the wall.

"And I'm not claiming to be any of those. Are you forgetting that you're the head of the team and it's your job to make a decent presentation for all of us, right" he responded, the scolding tone suddenly making you feel uncomfortably small. He was right, of course you knew it.

You stood up, the desk chair rolling slightly behind you.

"Of course I fucking know-" your venomous response was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the big glass window of the office.

You and Minho both turned your heads and saw the two janitors staring at you. The older man who knocked looked quite annoyed and like he didn't give a single fuck about intruding, but the younger one behind him had his eyebrows raised and looked to be hiding an amused smile, clearly enjoying the show.

"I'm sorry miss y/l/n, we can't wait any longer to close up the floor. It's the company rules." he said, absolutely not meaning the 'sorry' in the slightest. And you couldn't blame him, really. You wouldn't either.

So you took a deep breath, faked a polite smile and nodded.

"Yes, I understand. I'll just pack my stuff and be out in a couple of minutes. Promise." he just grumbled a 'sure' while the younger one behind him gave you a tight lipped smile in embarrassment, then walked off.

You side eyed Minho as you turned back to your station to pack up your stuff and turn off the computer. Making sure to send yourself a copy of the slide presentation and the speech script. Well, another copy of the previous five files, anyway. Can never be sure enough!

'Don't you dare say anything.' you warn.

'Wasn't going to.' he replied, 'That was embarrassing enough already' you picked up on the humor in his voice, but it didn't make you smile in the slightest. You just wanted to get rid of him and go home to stress yourself until tomorrow, in peace. Maybe with a drink or two.

You noticed him waiting for you, for some reason, but you decided to ignore him and walk out of the office without sparing him a glance. He quietly followed ad you approached the elevator, and then pushed the button for the first floor before you could.

You stood there in silence, annoyingly aware of his presence not even a meter behind you.

"Why do you hate me?" Minho spoke with a curious, yet careful tone. His question took you by surprise, and also embarrassed you a bit. Did you actually even hate him? That seemed like a strong word for whatever you had going on.

"I don't 'hate' you." you answered, making the word, "You're just extremely annoying." he snorted a laugh.

"Well, at least you're honest." the irony in voice didn't escape you, and you instantly felt... quite bad? Qauite honestly you didn't know how to reply, so you shut up instead.

The elevator doors finally opened at the first floor, which was already eerily quiet and dark. Except for two security people that waved both of you off as you exited the building.

"Well, y/n, get home safely. I'll see-" he started to talk while taking a step back, but you stopped him, gesturing with your hand.

"Wait, Minho" he stopped in his tracks, clearly surprised. Your eyes wandered on the street, watching the cars pass by, as you rubbed your clothed shoulder, both from the cold and the nervousness.

"I'm sorry. I don't actually have a personal problem with you. And even if I did, my behaviour was unprofessional and rude. So I apologize." you created a small puff of hot air as you talked.

"Y/n-" you interrupted him yet again, not on purpose, but you kept going, in hopes of finishing off that awkward interaction.

"Also, I'm not your boss or anything, but I wanted to tell you that you did a good job. And, while it does cost a small piece of my ego to admit it, you gave some very good inputs. So, thank you." you cleared your throat a bit, still not looking back at him, even though you could feel his gaze on you.

Minho bit back a smile, and was about to answer, thinking you were finished, but suddenly the mood shifted and your voice started to tremble. His smile dropping fast and a confused expression taking place as he listened.

"I'm not usually like this, I-I...' you bit your lip, trying to regain composure, 'It's been a shitty period lately and this was kind of the last straw you know? I fucking hate speaking in public, goddamn it." a bitter and shaky laugh left your lips, your eyes becoming shiny.

You must've been out of your mind, you thought. How did you go from being a bitch then opening up and crying in the span of ten minutes? With Lee Minho of all people?

You were just about to wrap the conversation up and start trying to catch a taxi, but the cherry colored- hair man suddenly started to walk closer. You finally looked up, mainly in confusion, and saw just the shadow of a smile and kind eyes.

"'It's fine, y/n." he paused, "How are you getting home?'

You sniffled, blinking a few times, "I'm gonna catch the first cab that passes from here, I don't live that far but I can't be bothered to walk in the dark right now." he nodded in acknowledgement.

"My car is parked about two minutes from here" he pointed behind you, "If you allow me I'd like to offer you a ride." you stood there for a second, trying to rationalize the fact that your co-worker with whom you had beef until five minutes ago was offering you a ride. So you relied on humor, to lighten up the situations.

"I don't know, are you going to kill me?" he widened his eyes for a second, genuinely looking panicked for a second. He started to wave his hands around awkwardly.

"No, woah-" he spoke, "If you don't feel safe-" your small laugh instantly relaxed him, as he lowered his arms back down and giving you a side eye in the process.

"I'm sorry. But you can't honestly blame me, with everything going on in the world." you justified yourself, starting to walk to the spot he pointed out, "Just so you know, my mom and best friend have my location. Just in case."

"Ah, ah, ah." he faked a laugh as he followed behind you. The light of a grey, seemingly spotless and quite expensive looking, car blinked a couple of times.

Minho opened the passenger seat for you, then circled the car back to the driver's side.

--

The car ride was pretty much silent, and a light but definitely present layer of awkwardness filled the air. He asked for your address, put it on the navigator, then didn't speak again.

You joked about his car looking expensive and he snorted a laugh, nodding. "It did take a couple of years and a promotion to pay off, yes."

Then silence..again.

Thankfully the car ride was quite short, as you anticipated. Only made a couple of minutes longer by the traffic of the people getting off work. Late, like you two, you imagined.

He pulled up in front of your building, parking the car to let you get off.

You truly had no idea what came over you, but nonetheless you blurted out "Do you wanna come up for a drink?"

Minho's mouth went slighly agape, as he was so obviously trying to suppress a smile. His cocky aura making it actually hard to understand if he was about to mock you or seemed pleased.

"Oh?" and that made it so much worse, making you scramble for a response.

"I mean- it's not even nine pm, and tomorrow it's gonna be the end of a jurney of hard work." you justified, "I'm still gonna celebrate by myself, by the way. I was just offering." the last sentence being almost muffled, which actually made it funnier for him. You looked kinda cute.

"You know what, boss number two," your head snapped at those words, along with him turning off the car engine, "I think I may use a drink. I wouldn't have any at my place, anyway." he smirked.

You rolled your eyes, fighting back a smile as well. You both got out of the car, and walked to the building's entrance as he locked it witht he distance key.

"And what do you have waiting at home, if not a glass of wine at the end of the day?" you joked as you entered the building. You started to walk up a set of stairs, so he just followed, a few steps behind.

"Three cats?" the humor in his voice actually made you turn your head to read his expression.

"Really?" you smiled. He nodded prudly, still following behind you.

"Oh yes. My pride and joy, if you will." you laughed, finally stopping on the second floor, in front of a white door.

"Wouldn't have made you out to be a cat's man" You unlocked it, turning on the light as you invited the redhead inside. He politely took off his shoes by the entrance, following your example, and bowed his head.

"Well, you don't really know me, if we're being honest."

"True." you nodded, a bit embarassed, "Please, give me your coat. It's warm here, I promise." you smiled. He thanked you, handing you the item.

He looked around while you went in another room. The apartment was definitely a nice one, even if not the largest. It looked cozy and quite artsy, but tastefully so. Lots of CDs, a couple of paintings, a nice tv, a leather couch. The living room had a balcony with a city view, and was connected to an open space kitchen.

"Please, make yourself comfortable. On the couch, at the table. Wherever you want." you came back with a pair of black light tracksuit pants, a nice loose shirt with some graphic design on it, and your hair down.

Minho couldn't help but, casually, notice how good those pants made your ass look. But he cleared his throath and opted for a seat at the table, before his gaze lingered too long.

"Thanks", he sat down comfortably, curiously looking at the kitchen furniture, "You have a really nice place"

You smiled politely, giving him a nod.

"Thank you, Minho. I actually didn't move here too long ago. About five months-ish?", you explained, "Alright, let's get back to business. I have a few things." he tilted his head to listen.

"I have two types of my personal favorite, red wine. Then some whiskey that wasn't even gifted to me to begin with," your tone was slightly off as you said it, but he didn't ask.

"Then I have some tequila, gin and... champagne. Yeah, that's it." he chuckled.

"Well, comparing to mine's, that's a small but respectable collection." he joked, "I'll just have some of that italian wine, thanks" he smiled, amused. You laughed a bit.

"It's all small bottles. I only really drink wine. I also use it for cooking. The rest is for nights with girlfriends. Don't picture me as an alcholic, please" you both laughed at you scrambling to justify yourself.

"If you say so, yn" he teased.

"Oh, c'mon!"

--

You didn't really remeber exactly how you ended up from sharing a glass of wine and cheering to your incoming job presentation, to eating leftovers, then moving to the couch. But you got there.

The difference is that after getting a bit too giggly and a little lightheaded, you both agreed to switch to water. Yeah, that's probably when you also decided to put something in your stomachs.

After all, he would've had to drive back home. And both of you couldn't afford a hangover when you had such an important day ahead and a flight at eight am.

It was now around eleven pm as you sobered up, just hanging out on your cream colored couch.

"So that's how my friend from sixth floor found out boss is cheating. Big time." he concluded, making you rolle your eyes dramatically as you took a sip of water.

"Of course he's fucking cheating on his wife. Of course" he raised a finger, leaning a bit forward.

"It's not only that he's cheating. He's cheating with the chief editor and a bunch of other emplyees too. Lost fucking cause" your mouth opened in shock, gasping.

"Nasty man! I just hope it's a bunch of immoral people and nothing more serious it's going on, at this point." you shook your head as he nodded in agreement.

"I know right? Of course it's mainly hushed office rumors, but at least a couple of those have to be true. My friend's girlfriends says there's eye witnesses." you smirked slightly, humored.

"Scandal" he snorted a laugh at your comment as he ate a piece of cake. A strawberry and whippe cream cake your best friends got you when you got the job.

"What about you," his eyes moved back to you, "Do you have anyone? Aside from your three fur babies, of course." he smirked a bit as he chewed on his bite, taking a couple of seconds to try and read your expression.

"No, no one." he answered, "I was actually married for about a year. Then the stupidity wore off." your eyes actually widened in surprise at his words.

"You were married? For a year? What happened?" your questions were quick and probably quite nosy, so you backtracked, "I'm sorry. If- I mean, if you feel like sharing. Of course."

"It's fine", he shook his head lightly, he moved a bit on the couch to get comfortable, "It sounds crazy but it was years ago. We were eighteen, and stupid. We were together for like, six months, and since she was having trouble with her parents and needed a place to live, I guess that my stupid-in-love mind decided that getting married and renting an apartment was the right call." he explained, not with any particular intonation. Maybe some humor, actually.

"It was an extremely quick decision too. Proposed, one day later we were legally married. But then we quickly understood that marriage wouldn't solve her problems, so while I just questioned myself over and over and scrambled to find work, she went out and cheated."

"Oh my gosh!" you exclaimed, covering your mouth with your hand. He nodded, with an ironic expression.

"Yeah. I actually never found out how long that went on. Hopefully less than our marriage. That'd be embarassing." you instinctively reached out, placing your hand on his knee. You regretted it immediately as soon as your eyes met though, so you retracted it, brushing it off.

"I'm really sorry. That's shitty. I know how it feels." the bitterness in your voice finally made Minho place the small pieces you had intentionally scattered in the conversation that eventing, making him put it together.

"You got cheated on too?" you cleared your throat, sighing slightly.

"Not that I would've imagined the conversation going there tonight but, yes. That's- well that's why I'm living by myself now. You know how it is, messy breakup, lots of tears, and then you move on."

"I'm sorry.", his voice was soft and sincere, "How have you been holding up? You're certainly killing it on the job, though." he smiled at you.

"Even if it makes you nervous." he added. You gave him a small grateful smile, but couldn't help to get a bit sad.

"Thanks. You know, I do love being by myself. The relationship had become stale for a while. I kind of saw it coming. But of course, after two years, it stung." you admitted, "Wasn't particularly kind to my self esteem. Leaving him with my half of rent to pay while being jobless was kind of paybay, not gonna lie." you raised an eyebrow, making him laugh.

"Deserved, honestly." you laughed instinctively a bit too, but your mood was definitevely affected a t least a little now. Minho wanted to comfort you, telling you that he didn't see anything that you should be insecure about. But he stopped himself, feeling like he would've overstepped some boundaries.

"I'm sure you're doing great. Parties with girlfriends, a whole place by yourself, killing it at work. It's gonna be okay." that was the most he allowed himself to say, but judging from the grateful look in your eyes, that was probably enough.

You blinked a couple of times, awkwardly catching yourself getting voulnerable for the second time that evening with a man that until a few hours prior was just a bit less than a stranger.

As you thought that, you actually remembered to take a look at the clock on your wall and saw that it was half past midnight. You got up instantly, slightly startling Minho.

"Shit, look at the hour. I will probably not sleep for a good while, but it may be late for you. With the drive and all. I'm sorry I kept you blabbering for hours." you released a small, nervous laugh as you picked up both of your leftover cake plates.

He nodded slightly, mostly at himself, getting up.

"I don't have very regular sleeping schedules. My cats tell me when it's bed time." he joked, making you smile. "But I think you're right. I definitely sobered up now, don't worry."

You nodded, eyes struggling to stray from his brown, shiny ones. You cleared your throat, catching yourself before you could make things more awkward.

"I'll get your coat, wait a sec" he silently followed your figure as you disappeared again, then, just as you did, he tried to get a grip and walked towards the entrance where he had left his shoes.

He slipped them on, slapping himself slightly on the cheek to get some composure back. Just after that you came back, smoothing out his coat.

"Let me help you" you spoke softly, without really asking. He turned his back to you without speaking, offering you one arm, then the other. He then shrugged his shoulders a bit to fit the coat properly on.

"Thanks" you nodded, acknowledging him silently. You proceeded to open the door, and turn on the stairs light on for him. He turned back to look at you, now just a few steps outside of the apartment.

"Your cheeks turned red.", he teased, "Did you warm up well?"

"Yes" your tone was a bit more serious than his, wondering if his question hid a deeper meaning behind it. Maybe what he was really asking was if you warmed up to him, after all.

He looked down, nodding. He then smiled warmly, looking up back at you.

"Good. Thanks for the drink, it was fun", he stated sincerely, "Make sure to rest well, goodnight yn"

But, as he was about to leave, he felt your hand reaching for his sleeve. He stopped, turning back to look at your hand, then fixing his gaze on you. Your eyes were looking at him so intensely, almost burning into his. He didn't speak. He waited.

"Would it be extremely unprofessional if I asked my co-worker to stay over?" your words were teasing, but your tone as well as your gaze didn't match them. That's what made him hesitate at first.

"Are you sure?"

You retracted your hand, letting go of his sleeve. A hint of insecurity hitting you. But not towards your desire, more towards yourself. Imagine if he said no and rejcted you.

"You can say no" he fully turned to face you, walking closer.

"I didn't say 'no'. I asked if you are sure. Are you?" his tone wasn't harsh at all, but it was serious. It's true, he didn't say no. And you also weren't really sure why, but you were sure you wanted him. So, just in case...

"Yes, I am. We're both free, consenting adults. Doesn't have to mean anything. Letting go some stress, you know." you shrugged, leaning against the doorframe, crossing your arms. Acting way more cocky than you were actually feeling. Truth be told, you were so horny you would've probably crawled if he asked you to.

Minho squinted his eyes a bit, studying your expression. But he saw right though you. He didn't know the extent of your confidence at that moment, but he could see that you wanted him like he wanted you.

"Right" he finally spoke, slowly walking closer and closer, instinctively making you backtrack inside, your eyes fixiated in his as if you were hypnotised.

"Just de-stressing a bit, I guess" he pushed the door shut lightly with his foot before reaching for your cheek with one hand and your waist with the other. Taking the hint, you crashed your lips with his.

The kiss didn't start slow, it was right away a messy, passionate one. Minho shrugged out of his coat, never leaving your lips for as much as he could.

"Wait- the coat-" you panted softly, but he shut you up quickly, pulling your even closer by grabbing at your lower back.

"Fuck the coat" he managed to answer, making you laugh faintly. Your lips separated as you stepped back enough to lead him to the bedroom. During the small walk, there was a pause, and neither of you talked.

You reached the bedroom, and slowly as you stood at the edge of the king size bed, you started to undress each other.

Starting from his tie, which was alrady loosened, then his shirt buttons coming undone one by one, then his belt. Minho didn't really move, nor rush you. He just held you by the waist, following closely your hands.

Being so lost in admiring his perfectly soft but muscular body, you kind of forgot that you were still completely covered. Not that you were exactly looking forward to getting naked and vulnerable at that moment in your life, but it was kind of require, as they say.

You stopped just before getting to the zipper of his elegant pants, his boner already forming a tent. You looked up at him, kind of questioning his stillness. But he was already looking at you, eyes lusty but comforting at the same time.

"Do whatever you want." he stated, taking one of your hands and encouraging it towards his pants, "Consider it a personal congratulations gift. Guide me." he continued, then squinted his eyes a bit, getting closer with his face to yours with a small smile.

"Unless you'd like me to?" that one sentence did so much damage to the least bit of self respect you were clinging to...so might as well.

You nodded slowly, you chest going up and down heavily, trembling a bit from the mix of excitement and, well, a bit of shame. The kind that will bring you pleasure though.

And he saw it. Again he saw right through you. Not that in the horny state you were at that moment you would've had much to hide anyway.

Minho chuckled, leaning in right next to your ear, whispering "Good girl", his lips starting to kiss your neck seductively, "Take my pants off for me, mmh?"

A moan escaped your mouth as your hands worked shakily with his zipper, then pushing the fabric down, revealing the expensive brand boxers he was wearing. And the hard on. Couldn't forget about that.

"So good for me. I'm going to undress you too, now. That's okay, right, honey?" his hands toyed with the hem of your t-shirt, waiting for consent, which arrived very quickly after.

"Yes, please" he cooed at that, proceeding to lift up your shirt and get it off you, leaving you in your simple, cotton bra. You didn't exactly dress up expecting this, but well.

"'Please'? You're so cute" he praised, continuing his works by pushing down your tracksuit pants. At that point, as drunk on lust and praise as you were, your insecurity couldn't help but hit as you were becoming aware of Minho's gaze.

That's why when he felt your hands squeeze his sidez a bit and get tense, he stopped, leaning back to check on you.

"What's wrong?" you gulped, throat suddenly feeling a bit dry.

"Nothing, it's- ...Don't stare too much. I don't know if I can handle it." your words were just above a whisper, but it made him a bit sad. He wasn't pitying you, he just felt sorry that your head wasn't allowing you to be as free as you wanted.

He understood. Of course he did. Everyone at least once, at some point, felt insecure about themselves. And while he truly think you shouldn't be, he wouldn't push it. He'd just make sure to make you feel good in the moment, like you deserved.

He brushed it off, shifting the mood to a lighter one. He nodded as he went back to touch your body up and down, his lips back to your neck.

"Alright, but- " he paused, his hands coming up to cup your breasts, squeezing them, eliciting a sigh from you. "On the condition that you'll let me suck on these later" he smirked, winking at you. You blushed even more, huffing out a laugh. Your head was clear again, so you decided to have fun with it.

"But now-" you gave him a little push, making him land on the bed, then straddling him. "There are a few things I want." he smirked, amused.

"Seems like it's gonna be a little of a game after all." he teased making you smile seductively.

"We'll see. Now stay still like a good boy." Minho's hand on got even harder, if possible. at your words. He wasn't used to be a sub at all, but that 'good boy' kinda...intrigued him.

At that point you got off of him, kneeling down beside him. You pinched the hems of his tight boxers and pulled them down, letting his cock sprung free, standing up mid-air from his abs. You pushed the fabric down enough for Minho to discard it, which he did.

He was half up, standing on his elbows, to not miss the view. And what a view.

You had started to stroke his cock slowly, with both hands, doing a sort of up and down gesture mixed with some twisting, that was sending him directly to heaven. But he was way too turned on already, he was afraid that at the minimum touch he would cum, so he regrettably stopped you, and instead switched positions, dragging you under him as he hovered above you.

"I'm sorry, princess, I'm not gonna last if I let you play too much" he explained with a sigh.

"You though...let's see if my sweet girl is ready for me" he continued, with mischief in his voice. His hands invited you gently to part your legs, and you complied easily. Your need to be touched almost unbearable now.

Minho shimmied down on his stomach, directly face level with your, still clothed, pussy. He raised his index, teasing your mound then your slit, which was clearly indicated by the wet patch on the grey cotton panties. You hissed and squirmed, desperate for him to touch you properly.

"Oh wow, look at my sweet girl, looking so wet already." he cooed as he started to kiss the inner of your thigh. "Should we check properly, mh?" all he needed was a desperate yes from you, to quickly act and slip down your legs the panties, discarding them somewhere.

"Oh my godness...look at this sweet, shiny, pussy. So cute. Is it all for me?" he asked cutely. You moaned instinctively and nodded quickly.

"Yes, all for you. Please Minho, I need it" you whined, trying to rub your thighs together for some relief, but his hands promptly kept them open.

"Tsk, tsk, kitten. Now be good for me. I promise I'll give you what you want." and with that he started out giving a fat, tongue flat, lick from your ass, then your pussy, and reaching the clit. The deep moan that exited from you would've almost been embarassing, if only Minho's actions with his tongue didn't distract you again right away.

He had started to kiss right where your whole was messily, occasionally trying to poke in the tip of tongue to try and gather as much of your arousal as possible. You were a whining, moaning mess, but you knew exactly that as soon as he'd actually start giving attention to your clit, you were done for.

Which is exactly what happened a few minutes later. When he was satisfied enough that you were absolutely drenched all over, his mouth and chin included, he moved a bit north, starting right away to skillfully suck and toy with your clit.

The sensation was so intense and you were already so sensitive that the contact made you prop yourself up a bit, but Minho promptly placed one of his strong, veiny hands on your stomach and pushed you back down, which you allowed yourself to go right away. But his hand was still there, so you took the opportunity to intertwine your fingers with his.

"Fuck, oh my God- Minho, please...please" you were incoherent, but he knew very well what you wanted and he was determined to give it to you good. That's when you felt first his index, then index and pointer fingers enter you swiftly. No resistance at all. You were so wet that you barely felt them, until he started to move them just right, stimulating your walls.

The gradually added movements and speed of both his fingers in your cunt and his mouth on your clit had your stomach tightening so quickly, and then you came. You came for like a whole minute, and then some. It was actually crazy how intense and how prolonged minho had managed to make your orgasm. No doubt the best head you've ever recieved.

He gradually slowed down, until only his fingers remained to play with your slick as you came down from your crazy high. Minho had leaned his cheek against your warm, kids shaky, thigh while he watched you with a satisfied smirk.

"Are you okay, kitten? You have no idea how cute you sounded as you came on my mouth and fingers, purring and whining like a sweet kitten." you looked back at him with hazy eyes, as you made grabby hands. He chuckled and removed his fingers from your pussy, placing them immediately on his own cock, starting to stroke himself up and down.

You pulled him close, over you, pushing down on his shoulders with your arms. Your legs closing around his hips, immediately trying to grind on something.

He moaned in the kiss, "Such a horny baby that doesn't even need a minute after she just came" he teased you but you didn't cared, you whined and pulled him closer to keep the sloppy kiss going.

"Need you, mh- please, get- get 'nside 'o me" your words slurred but he understood you anyway. He parted from your lips, panting.

"Baby girl, w-", he swallowed trying to speak coherently, "You have protection?"

You nodded, pointing to the drawer of the nightstand. He moved a bit to reach into the drawer, fishing out a condom. But not before taking a peek at your cute, little, clit sucker toy.

He bit back a smile as he sat back on the heels of his feet to unwrap the condom and slide it carefully on his painfully hard dick.

"Usually it's rabbit toys" he teased, making you laugh faintly.

"I can't come with penetration only" you shrugged, which made your tits jiggle in your bra. Suddenly hypnotizing Minho, which had a promise to respect, he remebered.

He smirked, then properly got back between your legs, and just as you were about to pull him in for a kiss, he retracted with an eyebrow raised.

"First, this is gonna come off" his hands slid down the strips of the bra down your shoulders, then he reached behind your back to untie it completely. He sighed when finally he could throw the piece of fabric away, and enjoy the heavenly sight of your tits. Which, with his outmost disappointment, you rushed to cover with your hands.

"Hey, you promised!" he scolded you, "Plus, I already ate you out, what damage are a pair of tits gonna do now? None." he answered his own question, at which point you gave up and moved your hands back on his strong shoulders. He gasped, in awe.

"Ah, here they are..." he bent down, immediately attaching his mouth to one of the nipples, making you moan.

"So soft, round, so sweet..." he cooed as he grabbed them, squeezed them, kissed, licked and soft-bit them. Your hands were now intertwined in his cherry red hair.

"Minho, baby-" you both noticed how you slipped with the petname, but you brushed it off "Please, I need you. Need you inside me so bad, please.." he heard your plea and nodded, giving a break to your breasts just enough to position himself with your entrance, and then slowly but steadily he entered you.

It felt like one long stroke, until he filled you to the brim, his tip hitting the back of your walls, making you both moan. He stayed still for a couple of seconds, propping himself up with his forearms by the side of your head.

"Oh- hng, fuck. You feel s-so good. C-can I-?" you nodded frantically, moving your hips to meet his, making him hiss.

With that, he started moving, back and forth, at a normal speed, without ever exiting completely, instead focusing on stroking your g spot each and every time, driving you absolutely insane.

"Ah, fuck M-min...please go faster, please, please" he whispered praises and reassurance in your ear as he complied, his hips starting to go faster and faster. He kept going until he started to feel you tense up, and you croaked out "M close..s-so close, please"

At that point he moved his dominant hand from your side and slipped it between your bodies, circling your clit with two fingers to help you get there.

You gasped at his action, tightening the grip your thighs had on his hips a bit and arching your back, feeling your orgasm so, so close.

And it only took a couple more strokes for you to cum.

"Ah! Fuck, I'm- I'm coming, Minho", while your orgasm was happening, he felt your walls tighten around him, which made him frown in fatigue. "I- I know, sweet, come for me" he managed to say as he was still punding into you, but his pace was faltering.

This time it was your turn to help him get there, so you grinded on him, helping movement and friction, while also tugging a bit at his hair, which you noticed he seemed to like. And as expected, he groaned, then moaned, finally stilling as he came inside the condom.

His arms were trembling a bit, and he looked absolutely fucked, so you just pulled him to lay on your chest and rest. His head on your breasts. Both trying to calm down your breaths.

You were in silence for a little while, but then Minho pulled himself up and carefully got up from the bed, going straight to the private bathroom in the bedroom.

It kind of hit you at that moment, that this was not normality. This was a one night stand with a co-worker. So you also got up, quickly picking up your discarded clothes. Putting Minho's on the edge of the bed, while you exited the bedroom to go wash up in the other bathroom.

It didn't take long, as you decided that you would've taken a full proper shower tomorrow before leaving. Right. The flight. The speech. It all came back hitting you with a force, hitting you back with reality.

But reality was still in your bedroom, too. So you dressed back up, freshened up and quickly went back.

Minho was in his boxers, busy buttoning up his work shirt. His gaze landed on you as you appread on the doorstep. He gave a quick smile, then looked back down. And your heart kind of broke at that.

Was he also embarassed, or did he regret it already? And what were you feeling?

Everything was contradicting in your head right now, so you recomposed yourself enough to think clearly. It was now two am in the morning.

"Please, spend the night here. Then you can drive home tomorrow morning. It's so late now, I'm sure you're tired." it sounded so fake, so foreign to go back to being polite while just ten minutes prior you were tangled up in bed horny like animals.

"Yeah, okay. I'll be on the couch." he said as he also slipped his pants back on. You looked at him confused.

"The couch? But, the bed is big enough-" he interrupted you, picking up his tie.

"The couch will be fine. I just-", he sighed, "I need this, okay?" he pleaded silently. So you just nodded, keeping your head down.

"Please take anything you need. Good night, Minho" you spoke softly. He just breathed a "yeah" then closed behind him the door to your bedroom.

--

That night you didn't hear a single sound coming from the living room. It was just you, your overthinking, and the uncomfortable knowledge that a person that you have very quickly come to care about is sleeping seprately from you. On the couch.

You got him. You were confused too. But it still heavied on your heart. Until finally, you fell asleep from exhaustion without realizing it.

--

The morning after you woke up startled by your alarm. You checked the hour: six thirty am. Yeah, you definitely needed to get up. Those five more minutes will have to wait another time.

Then it hit you. You remebered what happened the night before. You remebered it all, perfectly.

The way you asked Minho not to go. The way he made you feel so good, both physically and mentally, for the first time in a while. Then you remembered how cold things ended up, too.

You got out of bed quickly, praying that he was still here, to at least make sure that everything was okay with you two.

But as you opened your bedroom door and walked out of the corridor, into the open space living room, no one was there.

The only thing out of place was the, usually discarded carelessly, now neatly folded blanket on the couch.

For some reason you felt like crying. What was wrong with you!

It was you, after all, that asked him to have sex and reassured that it wouldn't have meant anything. "Just stress relief", you said. He agreed. You both consented. You didn't regret it. So why did your stomach hurt?

--

At seven thirty pm sharp you were already on a taxi on your way to the airport.

You showered, got presentable enough, checked to have all your files, then picked up your small suitcase and you were ready to go. You would've had all the time to get 'professionally' ready when you got to the hotel. Which was also the place where the convention was gonna be held at, so even less stress.

When you arrived at the pre-established entrance number of the airport, you saw the team standing outside, chatting and some smoking.

You took a deep breath, preparing yourself to act like everything was normal. But nothing was normal about you getting on a stage to talk live in front of million dollar companies. And nothing has been normal for you after the night before.

As soon as the team saw you walking over, they started to cheer and shout out embarassing stuff to tease you. You laughed, but gestured for them to shut up.

Everyone picked up their cases to fo inside, and that's when you noticed Minho. Of course he was there. It was his job, too. But while you were instantly named 'leader', mainly because of a joke and the other's laziness, he remained at the back, minding his business. So you did the same, for now.

Once you got through all documents, tickets and baggage checks, you entered the waiting area at your assigned gate and could relax for a while before they started calling in passengers. You and the team did not go first, but almost.

Your boss had been gracious enough to put you seven in business class, so you would be the second type of passengers to board the plane.

And with a rather quickly queue, that's exactly what you did. In less than an hour you were ready to take off. You had almost secretly hoped that your seatmate would be Minho, but of course it wasn't. It was an older co-worker, around his fifties. You made some small talk at first, but then you put on your headphones and focused on reharsing your speech and the slides.

--

The flight was on time, two hours later, you were back on land. You were kind of disappointed with youself, because at some point, Henry saying it was about half an hour in, you fell asleep.

But at the same time, you did have a very short and shit sleep last night so, better rest now than be sleepy later.

When you walked out at arrivals you saw a man in suit and tie holding up a sign with your company's name of it, so you approached him.

"Good morning, miss. Are you the seven people I have to take to this address?" he asked, showing you the paper. You nodded.

"Yep, it's us." you turned and gestured with your hand to follow you.

With some surprise, you found a mini van waiting outside, with nine seats including the driver's. Minho went on first, as far back as possible, and you went on last, next to the driver's seat.

The hotel wasn't that far, only fifteen minutes, so you got there pretty quickly. When you entered the reception, it was a bit crowded, of course with the amount of hosts that were there for the convention.

Yet again, you waited in line, then provided documents and the staff gave each of you a card key to your rooms. For organization purposes you were put all on the same floor, with rooms near to each other.

You just nodded in understanding and politely declined the invitation to have lunch out that some co-workers offere, opting to remain in your room, practice and maybe rest some more.

You didn't need distractions in that moment. But not everyone was on board with the plan, so you and another two people, oneof which was Lee Minho, went straight to the elevators.

You were grateful for Amanda, the senior of the team, that made small talk abou the appearence of the hotel. She was talking mostly to herself, even though she thought she was talking to you and Minho.

Thankfully in a couple of minutes, everyone went their separate ways and rooms. You sighed, relieved when you were finally alone again. This 'ignoring' situation was ridiculus, you were adults for fuck's sake. And yet neither of you approached the one for now, so you were both fools.

'This is getting fixed, tonight', you thought. The gala would've started at about seven pm, so hopefully by ten pm you were gonna be done. No matter what, you promised to yourself that you would've had a grown, mature conversation. But later.

Now you just preoccupied yourself with ordering lunch and, once again, going over your files. For the last time, thank god.

--

Five fifty pm. You were ready. Kind of.

Make up, done. Hair, done. Clothes, done. Papers, done. Purse? Ready. Your brain? Not ready.

You were honestly just trying not to sweat literal cold now and not cause yourself a stomach ache. Your only salvation at that point would've been distraction.

You remembered how fucking nervous you were at every single graduation in your life. High school, degree. Hell, even middle school. Being on the spotlight for anything always made you so extremely uncomfortable and sick.

It was only as you grew older that you understood that really, the only secret to get through this type of stuff is just fakin' it til you make it. No other way around it. If you deluded yourself into thinking that you had your shit together, so would others.

So that's when you decided to just go downstairs, a bit early just to hang out. Maybe have a drink or two. You weren't the only one who would've had to speak publicly that evening, so who knows, maybe you'd find your trauma twin.

You picked up your phone, purse, papers, then you were out of the door. Just as you almost made your way down the corridor, nearing the elevators, one of your heels got stuck on a bump in the moquette.

You gasped, saving yourself by planting your hands on the wall at your left for support. But that meant that now your papers and purse were on the ground. Messy. Great. Always better than a twisted ankle, you thought.

You bent down, trying to pick up the scattered papers in order, when you suddenly heard a voice.

"Everything okay?"

"Shit!", you clutched the paper to the chest, scared. You looked behind you, but aside from the scare, you recognized the voice immediately. Of course you did.

"Yes, just tripped. Thank you." Your tone was cool as you addressed Minho, going right back to stacking your stuff in your hands.

"Wait, let me help" without thinking, he joined you, starting to pick up the files as well. In perfect order, too. Of course your second in command would know the presentation by memory as well.

"I got it." You so much spared him a glance as you got back on your feet, snatching back the paper. He stood back up, too. Hands in his elegant pants pockets. Awkward.

"Are you ready?" he asked, his voice so casual and polite it actually made you mad. You crossed your arms, a little awkwardly as your hands were busy.

"Oh, so now you're talking to me?" Minho frowned. Mirroring your pose, closing off.

"What? You think it would've been appropriate to air out personal business while sitting in a car with five other people? Co-workers?" he snapped back.

"No one said anything about drinking and hooking up, a normal "good morning" would've been enough" you rolled your eyes.

"Well it's not like you attempted it either, yn"

"Ah, yes because I surely felt welcomed with open arms after you-"

"Hey guys! Wait for me!" You and Minho both turned your heads toward the young woman speeding up her walk. She was the youngest in the team. Niece of the boss, nonetheless.

You both took a step back from each other instinctively. You offered a fake smile and wave as the red haired man pushed the button for the elevators.

"Ah, thank you! It's a bit late, but at least I won't be showing up alone" she laughed. You widened your eyes, scrambling to fish the phone out of your purse.

"What do you mean 'it's late' !?" The clock showed six pm and five minutes. You frowned, but before you could speak, Minho did it for you.

"It's not late, stop panicking her. They opened the conference room at six. They're gonna start at six thirty. It's fine." the young girl seemed a bit intimidated by the stern tone used by the man, but the just shrugged.

"Oh well, I may have read the invitation wrong. Same thing." you took a deep sigh, taking a moment to calm not and not choke her on the spot.

"Better this way." you offered the same brief fake smile.

Finally the damn elevator doors opened, so you stepped inside and once again Minho pushed the first floor button. It could've been a silent couple of minutes, but of course they younger girl just could not resist.

"Did you learn everything well?" Oh wow.

"I have spent weeks researching and editing this stuff, I didn't only 'learn' it like a school poem." the annoyance in your voice really couldn't be hidden anymore, so good thing the elevator doors opened back up.

This time Minho took it upon himself to lighting place his hand on your back to lead you outside.

"Everything is ready, see you inside" he exclaimed back. So much for not acting suspicious, you thought.

You stopped a few meters away, stepping to the side away from his hand.

"Is everyone trying to get on my nerves specifically tonight, or" your voice dripped sarcasm, making the man roll his eyes.

"Yeah, right. You got enough on your plate right now, I know. That's why I tried to be civil" he didn't let you have the chance to bite back, as he kept going " In any case, I'm gonna leave you alone now. Go get a drink. A light one. Relax, you'll do great. Later, we can talk. In private."

"Yeah, okay, whatever. Let me actually distract myself now, or I'll end up starting to argue at the stand instead of explaining my speech." with that, you forced yourself to walk away.

--

At exactly six thirty the conference started. You were seated with your team, of course. Everyone around this large, round table.

So cute, like king Arthur and his knights. And you were king Arthur in that moment. And hell, you would've better extracted that sword perfectly at first try.

Your turn didn't came until about an hour and a half later, after the welcoming speech, a couple of virtual messages from rich people who were too busy to be there in person, and a bunch of other companies' expositors.

"Please, give a round of applause for the next representative." the announcer spoke into the mic as he read from a folder, listing your company's name, the CEO, a few words of introduction, then finally your name.

The public applauded politely as you walked on stage with a smile, as carefully as you could. Couldn't have attempted twisted ankle number two at that moment.

"Thank you. Good evening. Tonight I am here to represent our," you extended your arms toward your team's table, " - company's project. I was honored with the duty of exposing the project to you. Hopefully it was the right call!" the crowd laughed and smiled.

You focused on explaining the idea, from the first draft, to research, then one by one describing and arguing the slides. Finally citing sources and closing your speech with some polite greetings.

The crowd once again clapped as you gracefully made your way down the stage. The presenter moved on, and a big sigh of relief left your mouth.

Your team looked at you with smiles, congratulating you as you went back to the table.

--

The whole official thing actually wrapped up around eight, not nine pm as you expected. Dinner was served and then a more casual after party was held. Not an actual party, more like a jazz music ambience with drinks, made for conversation.

And you did engage in some conversation, mainly with strangers and people from other companies. Some more job related topics, some about the event itself, others just very small talk.

By ten pm you were absolutely ready to ditch the whole thing and go to bed. You did it, it's over, it went well and the world didn't fell. So yeah, you called it a day. With everyone else, at least. But you still had some unfinished business with a person in particular.

Minho not so secretly followed you with his gaze all evening. He was so glad that the presentation went smoothly and it was over. He was also very proud of you. While your... relationship had been very short by then, he worked with you enough to know that you put your whole efforts into this project, and it paid off.

He was keeping his eye on you, but you were keeping yours on him as well. And both of you noticed. To be honest, the intention wasn't even to hide it.

You never interacted once. He just congratulated you along with everyone else, then that was it.

As he had been doing all night, he followed you with his eyes as you made your way out of the conference room. He waited a couple of seconds, then nonchalantly ditched his half consumed drink and followed you. As he expected, he found you waiting for him.

"Fancy seeing you here" he teased. He may have not acted like it, but he was actually quite nervous.

"Yeah, right" you replied with the slightest hint of humor, " I know there is a pool outside. It's closed now but you can still access it through the garden."

The man nodded in acknowledgedment, silently following at a moderately short distance, behind you.

Neither spoke a word until you were outside, the pool sides and the small garden dimly lit with warm lights. You sat on the sunbeds, next to each other. It was actually pretty cold, but you didn't seem to care at that point. At least there was no one else there, as you hoped.

"So..." he started, mostly to break the ice. And like that, as if you were waiting for a clue, you blurted out "Do you regret it?"

Minho stared at you for a second, slightly confused.

"What makes you think that?"

"Just answer. And be honest. I can take it, you know." your rubber your shoulder, both from the cold as well as the nervousness.

"I know you can." , he stated, serious "No. I didn't. Did you? Is that why you're asking?"

Your gaze finally found his again, the annoyance giving you some courage.

"No, I didn't. It was my idea, remember?", you paused, " I'm asking because you were cold last night. You know, after." just like that, eye contact was out of the window again.

"What? If anything it was you who disappeared without saying a word." he retorted. You raised an eyebrow.

"I went to clean up. You went to the bathroom so I thought you wanted some space."

"I was going to help you clean up. Not even the time to come back with a towel that you already left. At that point I thought, 'ah nice, the stress relief is over, better go back home' ", he air quoted with his fingers, "What was I supposed to think? Those were your intentions after all."

You couldn't really debate that. That's exactly what you said. It was crazy, you didn't even really know each other. If you weren't co-workers you wouldn't have seen each other again, ever. And that was probably the biggest mistake.

You knew the risk of getting personal life involved with the workplace. But then again you only wanted a night of meaningless sex. Why even make this fuss? Yet, there must be something. Otherwise you wouldn't bother having this conversation.

"Might be. All I know is that I literally asked you to stay, I offered you a place in my bed. Without any second meaning." you specified, "And instead you shut me down and went to sleep on the fucking couch. Left without a note or anything." you tilted your head to the side.

"I have already explained my reasons.", he replied, "Honestly what I get from this is that we're both pretty bad at communication." you stared at each other for a moment, and then, out of the blue, stifled laughs.

"Why are we arguing like an actual couple?" you asked, genuinely confused and weirdly amused by the situation. He shook his head, as clueless as you were.

"I have no idea."

Silence fell between you two for some time. Until you leaned back, propping yourself up with your hands on the sunbed.

"So what now?"

"What now?" he repeated.

"Do we pretend like this never happened?" yours was a genuine question, no second meaning or pressure behind it. He shrugged.

"Do you want to?"

"Do you?" he rolled his eyes, a light smirk on his face. You were just parroting each other at this point.

"I mean, I enjoyed myself. Don't know about the future, but that's a quite nice memory to keep, at the very least." he replied honestly, sneaking you a look, "Did you enjoy it?"

The question and the eye contact combined making you you blush. You nodded, acting more nonchalant than you were actually feeling. But you couldn't hide the but of mischief in your eyes at the thought.

Minho licked his lips, biting back a smile. Then nodded to himself.

"Right. Well, I say we see what happens. One thing we can agree on, though, is whatever, - if- anything happens, it stays out of the office" he waited for your response.

"Okay", you said, "Let's see what happens on Monday, then." you exchanged a smile.

Yeah, who knows, what will happen on Monday?

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Y'all are gonna hate me for that finale🤣 but I warned you!!

That's it from me, hope you enjoyed and if you did, feel free to leave a feedback :')

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NO SURPRISES — CHAPTER 03

Summary: Jenna's need to find out who you really are is prevailing, so is her arousal.

Pairings: Jenna Ortega x G!P!Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW. Implied fem reader, she/her pronouns used. Smut. Mentions of sex and kinks. Sexting, masturbation, voyeurism. Top!Reader x Bottom!Jenna. MDNI.

Author's note: Sorry to keep you guys waiting. I hope it was worth it, huh? Let me know what you think!

MASTERLIST!

(Y/N)xz: hey

(Y/N)xz: i'm so glad you decided to take up my offer

jenna2709: really?

(Y/N)xz: yeah

(Y/N)xz: i honestly thought you wouldn't say yes

jenna2709: i had to.

jenna2709: getting a private livestream from you isn't something you can get everyday.

(Y/N)xz: i can see you're very excited for that

jenna2709: i am.

jenna2709: what about you?

(Y/N)xz: counting the days

(Y/N)xz: wanted to see your face for quite sometime now

jenna2709: you've at least imagined what i look like by now, right?

(Y/N)xz: a little

(Y/N)xz: also the fact that i can only think about my coworker's face when i think of you it's a little bit strange

jenna2709: oh, why is that?

(Y/N)xz: it's because you guys have the same name

(Y/N)xz: which is weird because i see her everyday and we never even really talked

(Y/N)xz: maybe it's because she is the only jenna i know

(Y/N)xz: was*

(Y/N)xz: now i know you :)

jenna2709: i hope she's pretty enough for you.

jenna2709: i want you to imagine me as some pretty girl.

(Y/N)xz: she's gorgeous

(Y/N)xz: bet you're more, though

jenna2709: guess you'll find out soon enough.

"Okay, now you're being straight up mean." Jasmine said while eating a piece of her spring salad, while looking at her friend. "You said you're showing her your face and now you're suddenly giving up?"

"I'm not giving up, Jasmine. It's just, I don't know why I agreed." Jenna sighed, while trying to distract herself reading a couple of lines from her script. "And now she's gonna know who I am and she's gonna be so embarrassed. Fuck, it's gonna be so freaking awkward. I'm working with her every single day."

"How are you so sure they are the same person? Just because of a scar? Millions of people have scars." Jasmine said, which made Jenna wonder for a while: What if she was, in fact, losing her goddamn mind and they weren't the same person?

"No, I just remembered. They have the same voice, as well. I'm 99% sure." The younger actress would never admit it, but she was so afraid of that 1%. "And also, she has a few tattoos. If only I could at least see if she has those tattoos. But she's always wearing long sleeves, fuck. I'm definitely not gonna do that video call and that's final."

"You're being a chicken and you know it. What's the worse that can happen? If anything, you'll end up sucking her dick right on that nasty green couch in the break room." Jasmine felt a slap right on her left arm. "Hey! It's not like you're not gonna enjoy it! You seem like one of those kinky ass chicks who no one thinks that are actually kinky."

"Oh please, you should've seen her kink list from her profile." Jenna immediately regretted saying that. Mental note: Think about everything you're gonna say to Jasmine.

"Wait, what?!"

"Breeding, breath play, knife play- Oh fuck, she's crazy. Run. Run for your life! Run for the hills!" They laughed, while Jenna tried her best to hide her embarrassment. "Holy shit, she's that kinky. How the fuck do they have that?"

"When you sign up, you have to fill out your kink list. I thought you also had an account, dingus."

"I do, dingus, but the kink list is not mandatory." Jasmine stopped for awhile, until she thought for one second. "God, you filled yours?!"

"Give me my phone now." Jenna said, trying to look angry while Jasmine got up from the chair and started to run away with the latina's phone in her hand, trying to search the list on Jenna's profile.

"I have the power in my hands!" Jasmine and Jenna didn't knew how, but they ran until the parking lot, looking like two little sisters having an argument over a toy. "Girl, you're into that?" The black girl said, while laughing, which made Jenna angrier.

Before the younger one could even respond to that, she felt a body crash against hers, making her almost fall over to the floor, but thankfully her body was held in time to prevent that from happening. "Hey, are you alright?"

Fuck, it was you.

"Yeah, I'm sorry... Jasmine- She had- " Jenna tried to speak but ended up mumbling all of the words. The way your strong arms held her, your woody perfume which she swore it was the best scent she has ever smelled in her life, your face looking at her as if you were the only thing that mattered in the world.

"Don't worry about that, just try to be careful next time, okay?" You almost were talking down to her, as if she was a little kid, which was something that would immediately make Jenna hate you. Since she started working as a child, having people treat her as one made her blood boil. But no, not this time. "I was actually looking for you."

"Really?" Jenna said, after recomposing herself, her worries about her phone were long gone. Jasmine could see her nude pics, for all she cared. All she could think about was the fact that you were looking for her.

"Yeah, I kinda needed to adjust some of the camera's settings before we start shooting." Oh, okay. At least she thought about me first, she considered. "You know, saturation, contrast and stuff. Need to do with the whole cast, actually." She knew what it was, she had to do that at least, a hundred times over the course of her career. But god, you looked so cute while explaining it.

"Yeah, yeah, we can do that. I just need to get my phone and I'll be there." Jenna said, trying to seem as casual as possible, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear for god knows whatever reason.

"Alright, I'll be at stage 5. And try to not run like that again, okay? You could really get hurt." You smiled sympathetically to her, it wasn't visible to you but Jenna's heart was fluttering as if she was a teenage girl who just spoke to the most popular boy at school.

"Yeah, sure... I'll be careful, totally." She smiled back, before watching you leave, her legs almost giving up on her before hearing Jasmine's voice behind her, driving her out of her thoughts.

"Oh, (Y/N), I'll be careful, I swear! I'll promise I will never ever fall again, unless you're here to hold me in your arms, oh god!" Jenna rolled her eyes, jokingly, while snatching her phone away from Jasmine's hands. "I mean it, either she's the most oblivious person on the planet or you just straight up told her you want her P in your V with your body language."

"It wasn't that obvious, Jasmine. You're being too much."

"Girl, the tension was almost palpable. Please hope that she's stupid enough to let this pass. What were you guys talking about, anyways?"

"She wants to adjust some of the camera's colour settings and needs me to be there. And also the entire cast, as well. But she asked me first, that must be something right?"

"Literally nothing, Jenna." The latina rolled her eyes, ignoring her friend. "But still, you can use that opportunity to figure out if she's really the chick from the website. Try to find out if she has those tattoos you saw on the livestream."

"Thankfully you had a good idea, for once."

"And if she's really her, you can suck on her balls without feeling guilty."

"You're not helping." Jenna sighed, running her hands through her hair. "I'm gonna kill myself tonight."

"For a girl with a pussy like yours, that would be a waste."

"You'd seen my pictures?!" Jenna looked at her friend furiously, wide-eyed.

"Oh my god I was joking, do you really have pussy pics?!"

"I hate you!" She almost screamed before leaving a laughing Jasmine behind. Jenna was nervous, of course. You guys started filming this week, and throughout the entire period you guys were there, she tried her best to avoid you due to the fact that she was, actually, a chicken. You guys didn't even spoke much, that only one occasion a couple of moments ago being the first real conversation you guys had. Just, being around you made her nervous. And it wasn't even because of the streams she's been watching. It's just, you're you. Your body language, your voice, the way you act around set, you seem so freaking professional and Jenna was a sucker for that. The way you dressed, the way you took care of everyone who worked with you. She has been with her eye on you every day ever since she met you, and she's been watching you very closely. Everything about you drove Jenna insane, and surprisingly, she liked that.

After a couple of minutes walking through set, with her hands sweating and lots of heavy breathing, she finally made it into stage 5. You were there with a couple of people from production; some of them working on their own stuff, and a couple of guys talking about you while you held one of the cameras that would be used through filming. You were laughing a bit, something that made Jenna's heart flutter. Damn it.

"Yeah, and he was the kind of guy who wouldn't - Oh, hey Jenna! Talk to you guys later, okay?" You politely dismissed the guys you were talking to as soon as you saw Jenna enter your field of vision. Fuck, why did you have to be so well mannered? "Are you ready to look at me for a couple of hours?"

"I'm- I-" Jenna stuttered, making you laugh a little bit. She was being kinda cute, you thought.

"Relax, I'm joking. It'll be only a couple of minutes. I promise you don't have to get stuck with me for more than that." But I would definitely like to, Jenna thought to herself. "Can you stand on that mark for me, please?" Oh, she would do anything for you if you asked her like that again. So she stood on that mark, five feet away from you, while you put the camera on the tripod, already connected to the monitors and software responsible for editing. Jenna looked straight at the lenses, but thankfully she got to look at you while you set things up, and oh god you were a sight for sore eyes.

"Okay, can you look at the little red dot for me, please?" She almost hated you for being so polite, and obviously did what you asked. You would never admit that in front of anyone, but Jenna was truly one of the most beautiful women you'd ever seen. Looking at her through the lenses was definitely the best part of this job.

"So, you've been working with this for a while?" Jenna said, wanting to start some small talk in order to find out more about you (and your tattoos, obviously).

"Um, not really. I finished college a couple of months ago, this is my first real job as a videographer. Dave was nice enough to put me under his wing and be my mentor, actually." You said while pressing some buttons on the camera and typing on the keyboard under the monitors. "I've worked in movie sets while in college, but mostly I just held microphones and cleaned camera lenses."

"For someone who already graduated, you seem really young. How old are you?" Jenna couldn't remember if your profile said you were twenty-three or twenty-four.

"Oh, thanks. You don't look so bad yourself, either." Jenna really hoped you were flirting with her (deep down, she kinda knew you weren't). "I'm twenty-four, actually."

"Really? You look really young." Jenna smiled slightly, secretly looking at you while you were pressing more buttons which she wouldn't even bother knowing what they did. "I get that a lot, too. I'm only twenty-one, but people think I'm seventeen most of the times."

"That must be annoying, huh?" You looked at her face through the lenses again, the adjusted lighting making her look more beautiful that she already was, if that's possible.

"Oh, you have no idea. I'm almost getting a tattoo on my forehead that says 'No longer a minor'." You both laughed for a moment. "Do you have any?"

"Tattoos? Yeah, just a couple." Fuck, she was close. She just needed to see one of them.

"Do they hurt a lot? I wanted to get one but I'm kinda scared." She wasn't.

"Yeah, a little. Nothing you can't handle." You stopped doing what you were doing to come a bit closer, which made the latina hold her breath for a second. "This one was the worst, definitely."

You lift up the hem of your shirt just a little, but enough for Jenna to see your slightly muscular v-line. Oh fuck, she felt like passing out. Until you showed her your tattoo, it was a roman number that Jenna couldn't even bother to figure out what it meant, but one thing was for sure: it was the same tattoo she had seen on the streams.

"That's cute..." She tried her best not to sound suspicious. You smiled and started to get back behind the camera.

"That one hurt like a bitch, I swear." You laughed a bit, before pressing the final buttons on the camera. "I think we're done! Can I take a video of you to see if the settings worked out?" Jenna only could nod, the thought of having you abdomen close to her mouth and not being able to lick it was the most traumatic experience of her life. "Okay, can you smile for me?"

And like the whipped bitch she was, she happily did. You shot the video for a couple of seconds and saved it, looking at it for a bit before gazing at the girl again. "Okay, that's pretty much it. Thank you for coming here, yeah?"

"Sure, no problem." She was almost shaking, she hated the fact you were such a sweetheart while at work, and at the website you acted like the lesbian version of Magic Mike. So, she left. Regretting the fact she didn't even made her move because being around you was intimidating enough to keep her from breathing properly, but at least she did what she was there to do: she knew, for sure, that you were the person she thought you were. And now, she had another issue to deal with.

Thankfully, you guys scheduled the video chat for tomorrow. Jenna knew that today she wasn't ready to reveal her face to the person who's been occupying her thoughts for the past few days. So, she did what she's been religiously doing for the past week. Locked her hotel room door, put her headphones on and relaxed while watching your stream. Only god knows how much she missed watching you stroke your cock while moaning softly and talking the filthiest shit ever. Jenna turned on her laptop and went on the website, which by now was marked as her favorite, and as usual, you were already there.

This time around, Jenna just wanted to enjoy watching you. No games or teasing, she genuinely wanted to look at you while you pleased yourself in front of her.

"Hey guys, how are y'all doing? Hope y'all are doing great." Even now, you were the most polite person ever. Fuck, she hated that. And you. She hated you. Definitely despised you.

You interacted with the chat for a couple of minutes, before really starting to put on your show. Obviously you knew "jenna2709" was watching, and now, even though you would never admit it, you liked putting your show to her, and only her. So now, you were dedicated to deliver the best show you could ever do. "I'm gonna try something different today, if you guys don't mind. But I'm sure you guys are gonna love it as much as I am."

Your hardened cock was already starting to pulse in your pants, so you were quick enough to unbutton your jeans and let your member spring free. Jenna's mouth watered at the sight of your throbbing cock, making her wish she could lick all of your pre-cum off of your tip.

For all these days Jenna's been watching you, she has never touched herself while you were streaming. Mainly because she was scared that once she did, she wouldn't be able to look at your face again out of embarrassment. But it seemed that every stream that she's watched, it got harder and harder to maintain her posture.

Jenna looked at you while you slowly stroked your dick, which started to made her anxious. She knew you had to tease in order to keep your viewers watching (which is why Jenna was the one emptying her bank account to you so you could cum faster). That same odd feeling on the pit of her stomach started to become more and more present, and she hated the fact the she couldn't just cave in and thrust two fingers inside of her aching cunt. You drove her out of her thoughts when you grabbed something from behind your camera, which made Jenna curious to what it was, exactly. And then she realized it was a tiny silicone ass toy, with an small opening right at the vagina. Oh, fuck.

"Do you guys ever think about someone while jacking off or is it just me?" You asked your viewers while putting a litte bit of lube on the toy. You would never admit this on camera, but you obviously were talking about Jenna. Not Jenna, your coworker, of course. But there was something about Jenna, your viewer, that made you intrigued: you didn't even knew what she look like, but all of the conversations you had in this past week made you wonder who was she, and what she was doing watch you religiously every night? What was it about you that made her so committed? The was she spoke to you in your chat, the way she tipped you just so you could cum for her, and her only. It's safe to say that, even without knowing what her face looked like (and trying your best not to think about Jenna, your coworker, because they shared the same name, of course), you started to think about her in those extremely intimate moments.

"So you got someone on your mind now, huh?" One of the viewers asked in the chat, which made Jenna anxious for the answer. If you were thinking about someone else, she would definitely want to know who it was.

"Yes and no. Maybe if I knew how she looked like, exactly, then she would 100% be occupying my head." You laughed a bit. Thank god your viewers couldn't see your face, because it was flushed red from embarrassment. You shrugged it off and started to tease the tip of your cock right onto the toy's pussy, wanting to get your viewers more excited. Which, of course, worked every single time.

Wow! "jenna2709" donated $300 with the message: you know i hate it when you tease.

"I know you do, baby. That's why it's so fun." You laughed again, holding your cock by the base while still rubbing your tip onto the toy. Little did Jenna knew, but deep down, you were teasing just to get her attention.

jenna2709: what's the fun of being an annoying tease, huh?

"Being able to frustrate you." Jenna sighed. Oh, you were a demon. How could someone that was so polite and well mannered at work, behaved like this when the night came? "Come on, we both know that you enjoy this."

jenna2709: more than i care to admit.

"Alright, I'll stop being mean, okay? Let me give you what you've been waiting for, baby." You slowly penetrated your dick into the toy, which immediately made you drag out a raspy and low moan. The tightness of the toy was beginning to drive you insane, and for a brief second you wished you had Jenna's pussy around your cock, instead of a fake silicone one.

"Fuck." Jenna whispered to herself, feeling her underwear getting ruined for the fifth time this week. She felt her clit throb and pulse, it was incredible that you didn't even had to do anything huge to get Jenna turned on, just by breathing you aroused the shit out of her. "No. Pull yourself together."

jenna2709: i would kill someone to be in this toy's place.

"And I would kill someone to have you right here, right now." You started to slowly thrust your member inside of the tight, yet slightly slippery toy, your moaning now becoming louder and louder. Thankfully the hotel doors weren't thin enough, so you could be considerably loud without worrying about other people in the floor. Unbeknownst to you, "jenna2709" was just down the hallway watching you, in the verge of tears trying her best not to succumb to her primal desires and touch herself. "Fuck, this feels so good..."

jenna2709: you're making it impossible for me to not touch myself.

"Why don't you, baby? Maybe we get to cum together this time around, huh?" That seemed like an irresistible offer that Jenna really, really wanted to accept and decline, at the same time. For some reason, you figured that she was depriving herself of something good and a part of you wanted to just leave it that way, maybe she had her own reasons to just stand still while watching your streams. But another part of you really wanted to have some fun with this. So, like the devil you and Jenna knew you were, you licked your thumb and started to make circular motions over the toy's clit, while thrusting your cock steadily inside of it. "Don't you wish I was doing that to you?"

"Oh my fucking god." Jenna couldn't hold it in anymore. She tried, god, she really tried. But it was too much, even for her. Without thinking about the day after, she pulled down her pants alongside with her underwear and finally decided to give her pussy some attention. She was dripping wet, not ironically wetting her sheets in the process, but she wasn't even paying attention to those details. The only thing she cared enough to do was to thrust one finger inside her throbbing, aching cunt. Which, of course, she did. And the immediate feeling of relief took over her entire body the minute she felt her finger inside of her. Jenna felt dirty, as she was the pastor's daughter in a small town who just met an outlaw that tricked her into all those things. But damn, it felt good to be dirty and tricked. She started to thrust slowly, giving the fact she didn't masturbated often and she was just getting used to the feeling of her own finger inside her tight pussy. But, for some reason and for the first time, it wasn't enough. She needed more, and she wanted more. Fuck, she just wanted you.

"God, this is so fucking tight..." You moaned, more to yourself than to your stream, which drove Jenna out of her thoughts. She looked at you, fucking that toy while sweat was dripping off your body, and your low moaning was captured through your microphone. You were the hottest person she has ever met in her entire life.

jenna2709: you were right, maybe this time around we do get to cum together.

Jenna typed, without feeling anxious or nervous like the previous times. She couldn't give a rat's ass anymore. She already touched herself, she gave you money for every little thing you did on stream, so why even bother? It felt good. Fuck, it felt so good and she didn't even knew why she deprived herself from that for so long. So, without thinking about it, she added a second finger inside of her, hoping it would fulfill her needs just as you would.

"Maybe next time, I get to cum in you." You were bold for saying that. But in your head, after your guys' private stream, you were both gonna fall madly in love and have a relationship that seemed right out of a movie screen. The last thing you would think about is the fact that the girl you've been thinking about for fhe past few days is, in fact, one of the actresses of a movie you're helping to produce. And one of the world's most famous and extraordinary actresses, actually. "And we both know how much you would enjoy that."

At that point, Jenna was the only one there, for all you cared. I mean, you had almost 2k people who watched you every single day, but sometimes it felt like you and her were the only ones existing in the world. I mean, your chat didn't seemed to mind, most of them were just voyeurs who got off by watching random people online, so what's the harm?

Unbeknownst to Jenna, you were already close to your orgasm. The tightness of the toy and all of the dirty talking you both have been sharing, it was getting pretty hard to hold it in any longer. So, without further notice, you decided to violently thrust your throbbing member inside of that silicone pussy, wanting to get to your high as quickly as possible. You slapped the toy's ass a couple of times, but you knew that if that was a real person (Jenna, you wanted it to be Jenna), you would be saying the most filthy things on her ear while slapping her ass until it became bruised. It killed you not being able to do that. And it killed Jenna too.

jenna2709: fuck, you look so beautiful like this.

And she wasn't any different either. Her hand was soaked by now and the two fingers weren't even close to being enough for her, but for now, they would have to do. With her spare hand, Jenna cupped one of her breasts in order to get closer and closer to her high, while her hand just aggressively thrusted inside of her tight hole. "F-Fuck, I'm almost..."

And you were almost there too, but this time, you wanted to make sure to give Jenna the best experience she could ever get. "Tell me, where do want me to cum?" You asked the whole chat, but in a way, you only wanted to hear Jenna's answer. The chat filled itself with loads of messages, some people wanting for you to come inside, other wanting for you to cum on your stomach.

jenna2709: inside of my pussy, please.

"Your wish is my command." And so you did, you came right into that toy's cunt with a loud and dragged moan, closing your eyes and thinking about how it would feel if you actually came inside of Jenna. You felt your hips spasm into the toy, while you rode out your high and tried your best not to moan any louder than you already did. Little did you know that, down the hallway, Jenna was also having her orgasm just by looking at you. She closed her eyes and thursted the hardest she could until she finally came, with a soft whimper of your name, feeling her juices oozing out of her cunt. She felt one or two tears stream down her face from that overwhelming feeling, riding out her high while looking at you, wishing you were there beside her. You pulled your cock out of that toy, your thick cum dripping down to the floor which made Jenna's mouth water again. She would commit crimes just to be able to lick your cum out of that toy.

And now, Jenna felt embarrassed again. Tomorrow at work, she would have to look at your face and act normally all over again, trying to hide the fact that you were the reason she had a mind blowing orgasm and cried while moaning your name. And also, she would have to think of a way to dodge your private stream, or face her fears and reveal her identity, risking to ruin your work environment for all of the next months that you guys would work together. Either way, she didn't wanted to do any of those two things.

Wow! "jenna2709" donated $1000 with the message: consider this as a thank you.

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Self indulgent, Pre-release Mr Reca thoughts (and hopefully prayers for me, because this man makes me salivate.)

Nsfw don't like don't read

This is filthy as hell.

Pet play, dacryphilia, and probably a few more I hadn't think of yet, this is a wild ride

I wanna make this man whimper so hard you have no fucking idea, this man makes me feral. I want to see him on the floor like a dog for me just augghhhhhhhhhh

Anyways.

Mr Reca with pet play. You saw the trailer, you will see the vision. Crazy director man who probably has a thing for controlling things because of his personality (maybe) or profession? Sign me the fuck up. I want to see this twink with a collar and leash. I want to fuck him hard and make him whimper and call him a pathetic little puppy. I want to make him wear a tail plug.

Or, alternatively, make him hump my shoe while he wears some fluffy dog ears. I see him as a dog boy, I have no idea why, but he gives possessive dog boy vibes. Bear with me here. Make him a custom collar or thigh straps with your name on it. I mean he already has them in his daily outfit, it would just make sense y'know?

Mr Reca with dacryphilia because I like my men crying and in pain. That thing about men whimpering and whining being hot is my whole personality when I'm reading fics, that is my vanilla, let's go. I want to see this pretty man crying while I suck him dry, I want to kiss his tears away while I prevent him from coming over and over. And by gods above I want to see this man full on bawling after all the overstim. Kiss away the tears because I'm soft like that.

Mr Reca but we tie him up with his straps. Why does one man need that many straps anyways? Or hell, his jacket thing works too, that shit def looks hot if he wore it without a shirt underneath like the back is 80% open, it covers nothing but it's giving everything fr. Y'all think we can hang him up with just his straps? Fuck him hard while he's up?

Mr Reca but we def filming, I shit you not that is the thing that started this post. Use his phone, your phone, do it on a private Livestream for yourself, use his freaking cameras, do it on set let's goooooooooo. I wanna watch him write his scripts as we fuck, let him sit on your dick if you can, if not cockwarm him instead. We winning no matter what. Make that man struggle and whimper, we ✨love✨ whimpering men in this house. If he feels generous maybe he'll let us wrap him up with his film tape of him being fucked and takes pictures with it. He probably won't though, but he'll probably keep them~♡ I wanna see him drool on camera so I can zoom in on his face and take pictures of it.

Mr Reca and a breeding kink???? A height difference and size kink??? I can see this going both ways. I feel like it's less breeding kink, and more he likes the feeling of cum. How to explain this? No clue. But I just think he would. Let him suck you off or eat you out, get his face wet~

For the size/height kink I think it goes both ways. I think he doesn't really care if you're smaller than him or bigger than him, he just likes it y'know? Maybe you're smaller than him but you can fuck his brains out. Maybe you're tall enough you can lift him up and fuck him against the wall without his feet touching the floor. ✨Just difference in general✨ baby. Bonus points too if you're big, I feel like he'll enjoy getting squished. Doesn't matter if you're masc or femme leaning and/or presenting, he likes getting squished.

And I hadn't really started on the real size kink idea yet, damn. Okay, size kink when he sees his stomach having a bulge as you fuck him. We love a skinny twink. I think he would see it and his mind would just go blank, like, "what the fuck, you're that big" kinda thing. Strap on or not, I think the surprise factor of seeing it is something he likes.

Mr Reca with mirrors. Listen. Trust me. Mirrors. I just love watching this unhinged man get his mind fogged by pleasure. This is a thing I love. I wanna see his face and watch him cry and watch him struggle. We've seen how deranged this man is in the trailer, now let's fuck him up literally so we can see his face more. Do it against those big, wall length mirrors you see in dancing studios if he's working on a musical or something. Do it in one of his trailers while he's out filming on set, bonus if it's not even room and we just press him against a random ahh mirror in a random trailer for costume and makeup.

I blame the unhinged energy today on my exams.

Hope you enjoyed? Well, technically I wrote this for myself but, sure. Posting this for funsies.

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I love actor AUs and this post on twitter gives me so many thoughts like:

-How Lucifer pobably likes to do origami paper foldings and would post his lil creations to his social media accounts even during work

-how Al doesn't have social media and yet still one that has the most fans and said fans kept pestering him to make at LEAST a twitter acc

-fans only gets crumbs of this man's exsistence through other actor's pics and selvies and even then I think that would be almost rarely and aren't usually in the full picture/his face always blurs by motion or other things

-Luci doing livestreams more than meet-events that Involves too many people, don't get him wrong, he loves his fans (sane ones) but he just.. aren't much of a people person at most and rather interact through media

-Vox, Val, and Vel are always somehow together in every movie they're in that fans started to Call them "the Vees" and people actually like these trio

- the Vees always most likely taken villain/antagonist roles in every movie that they're the most iconic

-Adam doesn't actually know how to play guitar but he "thought it'd be sick" to learn (he didn't)

-Vox and Al *used* to be friends (they go all back since highschool) but something happened that made them broke up and rival eachother (like girls that still holding grudges)

-Charlie's father in every movies are ALWAYS Luci cause they're actually related and iconic

-Vaggie takes self defense classes since she was a kid and was always in the same schedule as Lute

-chaggie open relationship HIYAAA

-angel was discovered through his onlyfans acc and his first job as an actor was doing in the HH show (and he nails it!)

-Husk and Niffty was dragged randomly by Al (one unwilling and one willing) when the crew said they needed more actors for main roles. Al promised Husk copious amount of alcohol

-Niffty doesn't even need to act, she's just like that

-Husk looks at his script Exactly like the character he plays as. Like an old man.

-Luci is the oldest among every casts but he's still fit!

Theres so much more in my head gahhhh I love this au sm...

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Canon Destiel Timeline Masterpost

I wrote this all in a fugue state while listening to Green Grow the Lilacs on repeat so forgive any mistakes. @gay-fae ask and ye shall receive

So much has happened in the long and storied history of his fandom so I've decided to try to document it. I've started by looking up every time that canon destiel, destiel event, misha collins, jackles, or some other search terms have spiked on Google and cross referenced them with tumblr or twitter posts from that day. I know a lot of this is Misha stuff, but he does tend to be the one to say things

November 5th, 2020: Season 15, Episode 18 "Despair" airs and Castiel declares his love to Dean. The presidential election, Georgia turning blue, the presumed retirement of Vladamir Putin, Dabi from My Hero Academia, Ouran Host Club season 2, Sherlock season 5, the president of Bolivia being attacked with dynamite, ongoing BLM protests, a twitter artist making racist art of Ted Bundy, Hetalia returning, a dead man being elected Representative for North Dakota, V for Vendetta, scientists discovering a "hell" planet that rains rocks and has lava oceans, and half of Europe being in lockdown all became tumblr news around the same time. Some of these are true, some not.

November 8th, 2020: Misha Collins, in a panel with Richard Speight, states that the confession scene was a "declaration of homosexual love", and that when Castiel goes to the Empty, it is an example of the "Kill your gays" trope.

November 19th, 2020: The finale airs and it is not well loved to say the least. The episode is short, Dean dies by falling on a nail to death fighting vampire clowns, and there are several characters left with dangling unresolved plot threads and arcs, including Castiel. The car is in heaven though. There is very little heard from the cast and crew, if anything.

November 22nd, 2020: Misha Collins, in a livestream, tells a fan that Castiel and Jack are remaking heaven together, Cas has his wings back, and they are rainbow-colored. He had, however, mentioned the rainbow wings before.

November 24th, 2020: The Spanish dub of the confession is released and a "rogue" translator has written "Y yo a ti" or "I love you too" as Dean's response. Destiel goes canon in Spanish. Tumblr stops working as a result.

November 25th, 2020: tumblr user @thebloggerbloggerfun claims Jensen Ackles said "I had a member of the film crew record the confession scene on my phone for me" #unsourced #releasethetapes

November 26th, 2020: Misha doesn't appreciate the rogue translator, but walks that opinion back later the same day

November 27th, 2020: A "leaked" Italian dub of the confession scene shows a mutual confession.

November 28th, 2020: President Obama follows a destiel account on Twitter

November 30th, 2020: The supposed "Italian dub" is revealed as a fake created by user @iotiamo using sound clips from other parts of the Italian dub on show.

December 1st, 2020: Twitter user @mothdean says "misha I know you have a stan acc and spy on us so can we have a hazel update please"

December 3rd, 2020: Misha tweets about Hazel snoring and this is taken as possible confirmation of Misha's secret stan account

December 11th, 2020: A script from Cas's perspective leaks. It says "We see Cass's POV of Dean again - his face drawn, drained of hope. But still beautiful. Still Dean Winchester."

December 16th, 2020: Newsweek runs an article about an article that Misha wrote about the Lewinsky affair while interning in the Clinton White House in which Misha comes off as rather thirsty for Bill

December 20th, 2020: All Supernatural related materials disappear off the CW's website due to a copyright dispute with Warner Brothers

December 31st, 2020: Mishapocalypse redux

February 9th, 2021: Spn cast members Chad Lindberg and Samantha Ferris tweet about a party at the Roadhouse and it grows to become a full Destiel wedding

February 16th, 2021: @steveyockey made a fairly benign post about Jensen Ackles. The notes went wild in a variety of ways and started a rumor that Spn writer Steve Yockey was dead

February 20th, 2021: Steve Yockey is not dead and he should say it

March 3rd, 2021: The German dub drops and it is also romantic in tone

March 6-8th, 2021: A virtual con happens where Jensen discusses Chaos Machine and Jared says he wants to be in their next project. They also show that WAP video. Jensen is giving full mountain man preparing to play Soldier Boy.

March 10th, 2021: The French dub is released. Cas says, "I love you, Dean" and Dean now responds, "Don't do this to me, Castiel"

March 13th, 2021: The company Amazon tweets about Castiel and Misha Collins asks if they ship Deancas or Wincest. Subsequently apologizes.

March 16th, 2021: Misha says he can't speak as Castiel because Warner Brothers" specifically forbade it. #cwsniperconfirmed

March 17th, 2021: Sam and Eileen are getting married! I have no idea how this came about but I'm happy for them

March 23rd, 2021: Chad Lindberg and Samantha Ferris claim on Twitter that the Roadhouse party was about Valentine's day and not a wedding. Ferris specifically said that she worked on the show and that people tried to make Dean/Cas into "something that it wasn't", She also stated she doesn't "know what queerbaiting is" and that it was due to an "agenda". This led to #deanisbi trending on Twitter and Tumblr.

March 31st, 2021: Some possibly fake leaked scripts come up for sale on eBay. Also, Jensen is Batman.

April 1st, 2021: Mishapocalypse redux

April 6th, 2021: Leaked scripts from the 2 final episodes pop up and have several mentions of Cas in them that were omitted. Dean even thinks about Cas's confession when confronting Chuck.

April 18th, 2021: Scripts from seasons 12 and 13 leak. These include scenes from after Cas's death

May 17th, 2021: Jensen's band Radio Company releases an album including the song Watching Over Me

June ~5th, 2021: Misha says at a convention that Watching Over Me is about Castiel. Jensen neither confirms nor denies this when asked about it

June 11th, 2021: It is announced that Misha is publishing a book of poetry

June 18th, 2021: The Russian dub airs and Dean's line is changed to "Don't you dare, Cas"

June 24-28th, 2021: Jensen and Daneel Ackles reveal that they are making a Supernatural prequel series following John and Mary Winchester (a story that NOBODY was asking for). Jensen will reprise his role as Dean and will narrate. Misha hints that he would like to be involved, as do Ruthie Connell, Samantha Ferris, Matt Cohen, and Julie McNiven (the perils of having a cast of mostly immortal characters). But Jared Padalecki first says that he is happy for the Ackles's, he later said he was "gutted", then responded to Robbie Thompson's tweet calling him a "coward" and saying "what an awful thing you've done". The next day, Jensen and Jared both do damage control and say they'll always be brothers

July 17th, 2021: People are asking if Destiel will be canon in Space Jam, Misha's poetry book's cover is revealed to lukewarm reviews and people are talking about a particular poem about piss, and Perfume Genius releases an article that is a self-insert vore fanfiction about having sex with Jensen Ackles

August 2nd, 2021: Perfume Genius is at it again with "Last Friday, I had my eyes removed by Jared Padalecki". No, I do not know why she is doing this.

August 9th, 2021: Destiel fics hit 100k on Ao3. Misha tweets his support and people remember that he sometimes reads fanfiction and theorize he has an A03 account

September 1st, 2021: Misha makes his first Tiktok. There is a short intro before he calls cut, walks behind a screen, and strips his clothes off

September 3rd, 2021: Jake Abel uses Michael and Adam to help sell his hot sauce brand

September 4th, 2021: Misha confirms that the love between Castiel and Dean was "reciprocated"

September 9th, 2021: A clip of the real Italian dub of the confession scene goes viral as it is revealed that, unlike the Spanish dub, they change the line to "ti voglio bene" or essentially "I love you like family". Misha responds with a video saying "Ciao Italia, ti amo" with the subtitle "Love is love in any language"

September 21st, 2021: Misha drops the fact that one of his poems is from Castiel's perspective.

September 30th, 2021: Jensen will be appearing at a con on the same day as Misha and not with Jared for "professional reasons"

October 4th, 2021: Misha responds to a fan's tweet by saying that Jensen has "crazy eyes and a knife in his pocket"

October 10th, 2021: Daneel posts a picture of Jensen intently reading Misha's poetry book in front of a roaring fire on Instagram. Misha responds that he misses them even more

October 12th, 2021: Jensen is cast in Rust, a (rather ill-fated) western and Misha says "Yippie-ki-yay" and calls him a stud in the comments

October 16th, 2021: Denvercon. Jensen and Jared reunite for the first time since THE INCIDENT

April 24th, 2022: Misha Collins says in terms of being an extrovert, an introvert, or a bisexual, he joked "I'm all three". This led to the internet celebrating Misha's newly revealed bisexuality.

April 25th, 2022: Misha Collins comes out as straight. Oops!

June 19th, 2022: According to Misha, Dean's heaven was supposed to be at the Roadhouse with all his friends and Cas was going to be there with him

November 7th, 2022: Misha calls Elon Musk a snowflake

November 12th, 2022: Tumblr starts planning another Mishapocalypse

January 24th, 2023: Jensen and the cast of the Winchesters throw Dean Winchester a birthday party, including wearing silly little hats

February 26th, 2023: At JIBcon 11, Jensen sings an improvised song about an angel while Misha sits cross-legged on the floor looking up at him

April 1st, 2023: 10 year anniversary of the Mishapocalypse

April 16th, 2023: A year after his bisexual whoopsie daisy, Misha says that Warner Brothers asked him to "let it go" and keep pretending to be bisexual.

August 23, 2023: Rogue Spanish translator is revealed to not have gone rogue at all but instead to have followed the script he was given, confirming the existence of a mutual love confession that was cut at some point.

If you can remember any events and dates that I haven't found, please let me know and I'll add them! I haven't really rounded out 2022 and 2023 yet.