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You Make My Heart Smile

So, happy (belated) birthday, Tina @tnapki Your edits make me smile (pardon the pun) and I wanted to thank you for that and everything you bring to the fandom.

I based it on your GORGEOUS EDIT

I also made it about food cause it’s SO you. On AO3 HERE

Also thanks to the gorgeous Kait @an-awesome-wavve for being amazing and my part brainstorm, part beta, part researcher and part undercover partner in crime.

Renowned Chef Klaus Mikaelson has a bad reputation until he meets food blogger Caroline Forbes and has no idea how to handle her or the unfamiliar feelings she evokes, especially that annoying ability to make him smile.

3 May - Alinea - 1723 N. Halsted St, Chicago IL - 3pm

“I’m not going to do some stupid interview, you know I have other, more important things to do, right?”

Klaus Mikaelson didn’t do interviews. He didn’t need to because his accomplishments spoke for themselves. He hadn’t slogged away in kitchens since he was twelve and worked his way through culinary school and some of the best restaurants to waste his time.

Being a world-renowned chef owning not one, but four, three-Michelin-starred restaurants across the globe meant he could do whatever the hell he wanted.

But yet here she was running his life.

Still.

“Like yell at me? I mean, you’ve been doing that since we were little so I guess it’s nothing I haven’t experienced before. ”

“I knew I should have never mixed business and family,” he snapped. “You always throw our childhood back in my face as an excuse to insult my life choices.”

“Because it’s too easy not to,” she pouted, flicking a stray, blonde lock over her shoulder. “And, while I am unfortunately related to your sorry ass, I am also your publicist and this interview is good for your career.”

“I don’t need publicity.”

“Correction, you do need publicity,” she argued, her fork now attacking the very veal he’d cooked with more fervour than needed.

“Easy on the product, little sister,” Klaus growled, his protectiveness for his art on full display.

“Oh, silly me I thought it was already dead,” she shot back, tartly. “And before you interrupted, I was going to say that, yes maybe you shouldn’t need publicity given your career achievements, but that was before you dropped an entree on the food critic’s lap from the Chicago Tribune, fired your sous chef in front of the entire restaurant and insulted Gordon Ramsey on national television.”

“Ramsey is a sell out, I stand by my comments,” he muttered. “The critic had it coming and, now you mention it, so too did that sorry excuse for a sous chef.”

“You realise people call you the angry chef, right?”

“Better than the naked chef I suppose.” He shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Klaus wasn’t in the business for gimmicks or to secure his own cooking program. He took his food seriously and there was nothing wrong with that.

“At least people like Jamie Oliver,” she replied, arching her eyebrows knowingly. “Anyway, there’s no point in arguing because she’ll be here in five minutes.”

“Please tell me you didn’t just schedule an interview without my permission?”

1717 N. Halsted St, 3:10pm

“What’s with the expression of impending doom, Care Bear?” He asked, lugging his camera equipment as they walked up the block toward Alinea.

“What have I told you about calling me that?”

“Not to do it but it’s too fun not to, Care Bear.” Given his general maturity level, Caroline decided it was a losing battle and she had more important things on her mind.

“Anyway, it’s not doom,” she muttered. “It’s just the overwhelming desire not to do this interview but given I don’t want to get fired and also pay my rent, there’s no other option.”

“Is someone afraid of the angry chef?”

“Oh, puh-lease, I’m not afraid. Although, I might not be able to bite my tongue if he decides to insult me like he did Gordon Ramsey.”

Caroline wasn’t one to judge but his indiscretions were well-known and well-documented. Although, chefs with egos weren’t an entirely new phenomenon to the industry or to Caroline given interviewing them was her job.

“You and I both know Ramsey deserved that dressing down, if anything Mikaelson earned my respect that day.” Caroline couldn’t argue with that.

Although this one was another kind of beast.

The effortlessly attractive kind.

For Caroline, this was an unsettling prospect. Until she reminded herself why she was here in the first place.

Caroline loved food. Sometimes, she thought, more than life itself.

So, when she became a food blogger after graduating with a journalism degree from Northwestern, it wasn’t a surprise. She was currently the senior blogger at popular food blog Delicious.

“You love food and writing about it,” Was Enzo reading her mind? “How about instead of focusing on the negative, remember that this will be your biggest interview yet. Think about all of the exposure this will garner.”

The upper echelons of Delicious had decided that an interview with Klaus Mikaelson would be a big scoop. Caroline was all for interviewing chefs about their food and the passion behind it but she knew her editor wanted something less about his craft and more about his bad boy reputation.

“Yes, but I want to write about food, not produce tabloid fodder.”

“Just think, once you do this then maybe you’ll have enough of a following to start your own blog and write what you want and not what someone tells you to do.”

“Mmmm, you do have a point.”

“Of course I do because Enzo knows everything. Also, take me with you because you’d be lost without me, sweetcheeks.”

“Third person, huh? That ego of yours knows no bounds, Lorenzo.”

“You know it, Care Bear,” he joked, flashing his most dazzling smile. “Well, looks like we’re here.”

“Looks like it,” she murmured, noting the intimidating sign overhead and wondering what she’d gotten herself into. “Here goes nothing.”

3:15pm

“Caroline Forbes?”

“You must be Rebekah and this is my photographer Lorenzo St John.”

Klaus, who’d been throwing a temper tantrum not one minute ago, found himself looking up into the blue eyes of one Caroline Forbes. Suddenly, all of the white noise of the moment fell away and it was just the two of them in the room together and the blonde in question was looking at him expectantly.

It was paralysing.

But good paralysing he decided.

“Nik?” Rebekah questioned. Now they were both looking at him. Had he zoned out and not realised it? Well, if so, this was all kinds of embarrassing. “Caroline is the senior blogger for Delicious and she’s here for that interview, you know the one we talked about earlier?”

Yeah, ten minutes earlier, he thought to himself doing everything he could not to bite back in front of the new arrival.

“It’s nice to meet you Mr Mikaelson, I have to say I’m a big fan of your…”

“Look, it’s not going to be possible, I have to prep for dinner service,” he lied, although regretted it immediately when he noticed her expression. Klaus wasn’t used to being nice, it wasn’t in his DNA and usually it didn’t bother him.

Until now.

Klaus decided to blame it on the foreign feelings she was causing. As soon as he got some distance between them it would be fine, especially that vanilla scent he couldn’t ignore given it was infiltrating his first line of defence.

Klaus liked women, in fact he slept with many when his busy schedule permitted, but that was sex and nothing else. Just the way he liked it, easy and unemotional.

“Why don’t we multitask then? I’m happy to help. ” Her voice was light and melodic. Klaus was hoping it wasn’t going to sound so enticing. He also wasn’t expecting that response. “I worked in a restaurant kitchen for years, I can do dishes, polish cutlery and peel a mean potato and an onion, well almost without crying.”

Why was he buoyed by that ridiculous statement and increasingly trying not to flash her a goofy smile?

Klaus didn’t smile. He just didn’t. Ever.

This wasn’t how he saw his day going at all. He was going to kill Rebekah. Before he could reply, the current subject of his ire spoke.

“That sounds like a fantastic idea,” she grinned. “How about Lorenzo and I make ourselves scarce then?”

“It’s actually Enzo, darling, you sound a bit too much like my mother and my oppressive boss Care Bear here.”

Klaus hadn’t even realised there was someone else in the room up until this point but it was clear Caroline wasn’t too impressed by his nickname or the oppressive part. Maybe they had more in common than he thought?

Care Bear. Klaus thought it was adorable. Then he could feel it, that idiotic urge to smile again.

Before he could object again, Rebekah had made a quick exit with the photographer and she was just standing there. Klaus could feel the awkward tension between them and knowing he’d caused it wasn’t helping matters. But he didn’t know any other way to act.

Then the words he’d struggled with just tumbled out.

“How do you feel about fish?”

Not the most suave topic or question but this was his ‘uncomfort’ zone.

“Depends on the context.”

“The context?”

“I mean, if you think I can clean, fillet and debone a fish, you’ve obviously overestimated my cooking talents.”

Klaus had to practically eat the smile that was threatening to appear. Again.

“Everyone has to start somewhere and get their hands a bit dirty, otherwise what’s the point?” He advised. “But, if you don’t want to then…”

“Oh, I never back away from a challenge, chef,” she promised.

Again, the pesky smile was hovering just beneath the surface.

Leading her towards the kitchen, Klaus told himself that preparing a fish was definitely going to keep his emotions at bay and also block out that perfume which was throwing him off balance.

4:45pm

“Why do I feel like this was a ploy to distract me from my interview?” Caroline asked, dipping the fish into egg wash and then flour as instructed by her cooking mentor for the day..

This was not how she saw her day going. It was surreal to say the least. This guy was supposed to be an ogre but Caroline was realising he was something else entirely.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he shot back. “But you filleted that fish like a professional, maybe you’ve missed your true calling?”

“I suppose I had a semi-good teacher,” she admitted wryly.

“Wow, tell me what you really think, Forbes.”

Caroline was trying not to to get too caught up in the moment but Klaus Mikaelson had challenged every judgment she’d ever harboured about the temperamental chef. He’d been unusually kind and patient.

The one thing she’d noticed was that his overall demeanour didn’t match his expression.

He didn’t smile.

Not once.

A few times, Caroline could swear it was close or maybe she was just imagining it?

“So, why do you like food?” It was a question she wasn’t expecting. Especially seeing as she was the interviewer and him her subject.

“Isn’t that what I’m supposed to be asking you?” He was silent for a moment, almost like he was contemplating it. “But I get the impression you don’t like that question much?”

“I’d much prefer to hear your story first, call it a warm-up.” Clearly he was nervous and Caroline was happy to oblige if it helped.

“My grandmother,” she smiled knowingly, visions of her nana filling her head. “When I was younger I’d go to her house most weekends and we’d cook together. She could make anything and everything. She died last year and it’s been tough without her but at least I still have those memories.”

Caroline didn’t mean to get personal, especially with the so-called “angry chef” but for some reason she felt nothing but comfort in his presence, even if he didn’t smile.

“What was her specialty?”

“Banana cream cheesecake,” she smiled, the taste of it rushing back in all its delicious glory.

“Hard to beat,” he murmured. “Have you ever eaten a Bananas Foster? My restaurant in New Orleans does a modern version over flame. According to my maitre’d there’ve apparently been a few proposals over dessert.”

“Over your dessert?”

“Someone sounds dubious. Let’s just say it’s fireworks but without the danger. Well, unless the tablecloth is accidentally set on fire but the fire department down there are pretty good first responders I understand.”

“I just didn’t take you for the romantic dessert type.”

“I suppose there’s a lot of things you don’t know about me then.”

“So, why do you like food then?”

“Well, of course I like food, I wouldn’t be a chef otherwise,” he shared, moving swiftly in behind her and taking the fillets from her hand and placing them in the hot pan, Caroline was trying not to react to his touch or that welcoming and heady mixture of sandalwood, spices and soap . “But one interview isn’t going to even begin to answer that question.”

He had a point and Caroline knew it. How could you sum up what food meant to you in one interview?

“So, what exactly are you trying to say? I do have a deadline to meet.”

“How about we schedule a follow-up interview tomorrow morning? Dinner service is imminent and if you stay I’m going to have to ask you to do more than fillet a fish. My pastry chef Lucien is also very needy, requires constant gratification, and you don’t want to be on the receiving end of that.”

“Not gonna lie I’m intrigued and by that I’m talking about Lucien. Did you insult his choux pastry or something?”

“Not if I want my patrons to eat dessert this century. But, if you insist on staying, there’s a whole pile of onions there with your name on it and we can call it even.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” He raised his left eyebrow by way of response. Caroline was trying to ignore just how good he looked, even if there was no smile forthcoming.

“Fine,” she conceded. “Tomorrow morning but that’s it otherwise my editor might fire me.”

“Great, let’s make it 10:30, you can poach an egg, right? And I also expect extra crispy bacon.”

Caroline knew she was possibly in trouble and not because he was tasking her with cooking. Enzo would also parrot that particular concern but she couldn’t help herself.

Today was probably the best day she’d had in a long time and she didn’t want it to end. She told herself that she’d return tomorrow and get her interview, that’s all she wanted from him, right?

4 May - Alinea - 1723 N. Halsted St, Chicago IL - 11am

Klaus Mikaelson was in uncharted territory.

That’s what scared him the most.

Caroline Forbes was seated across from him at his best, window table in jeans and a cream sweater, her plate empty and a very full but satisfied look on her face. Klaus decided to add that to his favourite expressions file. It was fast filling up and he’d only known her for 20 hours.

He wasn’t this guy.

At all.

But she’d consumed his thoughts since their first meeting and all night through dinner service and beyond. He’d barely slept, but it wasn’t a bad thing. He’d been looking forward to seeing her as soon as she left.

The only problem? Not smiling because it was that difficult when she was in his presence. He had his reasons of course.

“So, why do you love food? And no arguments given I poached a mean egg and also let you have a reprieve yesterday.”

“The bacon could use some work, just saying.”

“Well, you’re more than welcome to cook itself yourself, Mikaelson. Are you always such a critic? Last time I checked that was my job. Also enough with the distractions. So?”

“My mum,” he admitted quietly, even if it took a minute or so to verbalise. For some reason her opening up about her grandmother had filled him with courage. He didn’t do feelings or talk about them for that matter. “She cooked with me practically from birth until she got too sick last year.”

Those last words wobbled, it was unfortunate as it was expected. He’d struggled for a long time and losing his mother had been difficult.

“What was her specialty?” Klaus recognised the question he’d asked himself yesterday, but the fact her hand squeezed his at the same time filled him with the confidence and warmth he needed.

“Rosemary braised lamb shanks, it was her favourite protein. I’ve tried to pay homage on all my menus since.”

‘So, that explains the Saddle of Elysian Fields Farm Lamb with Babaganoush, Romano Beans and Harissa Jus on your menu then?”

“You’ve done your homework clearly?”

“That and the fact it’s the first time I’ve seen you smile, and I have to say it’s really nice.”

Klaus didn’t even realise he’d let it slip but suddenly it didn’t matter anymore. He didn’t want to hide it, not with her.

“She used to tell me to smile all the time because I was too serious, you could say it’s something I’ve battled with ever since she passed.”

“All the more reason to smile, even just to introduce those dimples to the general public. Has anyone ever told you they should come with a warning?”

“No, but more than happy to discuss further.”

“If only, but I have to get going.” Klaus felt almost deflated that she was leaving as quickly as she’d arrived. Maybe he’d shared too much. “Deadlines and all that. But if you could just consult the email I sent confirming the details of our interview that would be great.”

Klaus felt disillusioned, he’d opened himself up to someone and she was running away. She was out the door before he could even move from his seat. Checking his emails was the last thing he felt like doing, but his hand went to work on his cell checking it anyway and dreadfully waiting for its contents.

“As of three minutes ago, I no longer working for Delicious. It wanted a story I wasn’t prepared to write. I like your smile and dimples too much and I also want a Bananas Foster.”

His chest constricted as he read each word and his grin was unmistakable. It didn’t take long for him to reply.

“You make my heart smile.”

Tabloids would report months later that famed food blogger Caroline Forbes married famed chef Klaus Mikaelson in rural England after proposing over a dessert of Bananas Foster in New Orleans.

#you make my heart smile #happy birthday #tnapki #klaroline fanfiction #misssophiachase

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we-do-be-writing-fics · 3 years

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Could we hang the stars?

Idea by @munchiezxx

I’m sorry this has taken so long I have ✨absolutely no concept of time✨ and severely lack motivation. Apologies.

Chapter 2.

Rose looked at the young knight kneeling across the arena. “Please don’t do that.” She said, crossing to Rey and pulling her to her feet. “Just, please don’t do that.” Rey cocked her head, confused.

“But you are royalty, your highness, it’s only proper.”

“Royalty only in name and upbringing. I never chose this.” Rose sighed, fiddling with the sleeve of her dress.

“Would you?” Rey asked, “choose royalty, I mean.”

“I’m not sure. Maybe? I would miss a lot, but-” Rose trailed off, looking at her feet.

“But?”

“You’ll think it’s stupid.”

“Pretty sure I can be arrested for offending a royal, your highness, so even if I did, I could never tell you that.”

Rose laughed, a smile spreading across her face. Rey felt herself beginning to smile to, even if her comment had been intended seriously.

“I just wonder what it would be like if I could be Rose for a day. Not Princess Rose, not heir to the throne. Just plain Rose, without the title or responsibility.”

“Yeah…” Rey said, quietly, “a life without a name isn’t exactly the easiest though.”

Rose’s eyes widened once she processed what she had said. “Shit, Rey, I- I didn’t mean to sound ungrateful like that.”

“You know my name?” Rey asked, surprised that the princess had taken notice of her.”

“What? Yeah?” Rose said, before needing to justify herself, “you’re Finn’s friend, he’s mentioned you.”

“Oh, yeah.” Rey tried to hide the disappointment she felt; suddenly becoming self-conscious. “Um… well, I should probably, uh, get some training in before Poe arrives.”

“Right. Definitely. You wouldn’t want to fall behind on your training.” Rose said, cursing herself for driving Rey away. “I’ll leave you to it then.” She walked past Rey, avoiding her eyes, and back towards the castle gardens.

“Hey princess?” Rey called after her.

Rose turned, “Yes?”

“If you ever want to get away from your name…” Rey scratched her neck nervously, shrugging, “well I know a place you can escape responsibility.”

“I might just take you up on that.” Rose said, smiling slightly before hurrying to leave the arena before she made a fool of herself.

~~~~~

“You actually spoke to her?” Finn said, eyebrows shooting up, “no way!”

“Yeah.” Rey said, blocking Finn’s attack easily; feeling confident in her ability after her conversation with the princess. “What about it?”

“Oh, nothing.” Finn smirked, “just wondering.”

“Will you two shut up and pick up the pace?” Poe called from his position in the stands, “contrary to what you believe this is so Rey can fight someone who’s not me for once, it’s not a catch up time for you.”

Rey rolled her eyes, striking Finn’s shield and knocking him back. “Is he ever going to realise that the more we talk, the better we become at multitasking during battle.”

“Oh, he knows, he’s just sad he’s not involved in the gossip.” Finn laughed, glancing at Poe.

“Hardly gossip, Finn.”

“Mhm. Of course.” Finn winked, using Rey’s shock to knock her sword to the ground. “You really need to work on your grip.” He added.

“What’s the point?” Rey sighed, grabbing her sword from the floor, “I’m never going to beat you.”

“True-”

“That’s not helpful.” Rey glared.

“I was going to say; before I was interrupted, it’s true you might not beat me but you’re never going to be fighting me in battle are you?” Finn said, “besides, I think you overestimate my ability to fight over my ability to annoy you. You need to stay collected during battle, don’t let your opponent distract you.”

“Hey!” Poe ran up to them, “you did better Rey! You almost had him gone.” He clapped her on the back enthusiastically. “You can both go, I’ll clear up here.”

Rey shrugged and handed her sword to Poe, turning back to Finn, “you want to go out riding?”

Finn shook his head, “I should return to the princess, but please enjoy yourself.” He mock bowed, grinning.

~~~~~

Rose preferred reading in the castle gardens. The natural light gave her eyes a break from the dimly rooms of her chambers, and the cool breeze was calming. It was also one of the only ways she could get some privacy; her knight off training, she could sneak away and take some time to herself. From the shade of a large oak tree she could observe the gardens without the sun scorching her back; and without being disturbed by those walking by.

She bent further over her book as she heard someone moving through the gardens, praying they didn’t see her. She grimaced as their feet turned in her direction; so much for being able to avoid people.

“My dear Rose, whatever are you doing hiding in the gardens like this?”

Rose looked up sharply, scrambling to her feat. “Master Skywalker?” She said, shocked.

“Leia is fine. Now, tell me, what are you doing out here?”

Rose shrugged, looking around. “Just reading.” Leia’s expression showed she didn’t believe that. “Well, thinking and reading.”

Leia studied Rose’s face, silently decoding the young girl’s expressions. “Okay. Who’re you thinking about?”

“Who says I’m thinking about a person?” Rose shot back, defensively.

“Your blushing and very quick to defend yourself when I asked.” Leia said, wrapping her arm around Rose’s shoulders, “so?”

“You promise not to tell anyone?”

Leia nodded.

“I really like one of our knights, like as more than a friend, but we barely know each other and I don’t know how to get close to her.” Rose looked at her feet nervously.

“Have you talked to her?”

“Well, yes, but not for very long.” She said, “I don’t know what to say.”

“Can I give you advice on this, as someone who denied her feelings for a long time?”

“Please do-”

“Go and find her now, and just spend some time with her; a considerable amount of time too, ask her about herself, her goals, anything really, just talk to her.” Leia smiled softly, pushing Rose forwards slightly, “now I know she’s not here, so go find her!”

“Thanks Master.” Rose said, nodding quickly.

#star wars #rose star wars #rey star wars #reyrose #I cannot remember if Leia canonically becomes a Jedi but she does now anyway-

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pastel-d20 · 5 years

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E3 Xbox and Bethesda Summary and Highlights

E3 is back and this year seems to be smaller! This isn’t a bad thing! Day 1 of E3 kicked off with Xbox and Bethesda and because of the smallness of this year, I think there are more highlights and better things showcased! Last year was a lot to go through and quite frankly overwhelming and a little underwhelming at the same time. There was a lot to comb through and promises that were never met. Things were getting overshadowed and thrown to the wayside when it should have been upfront and centre. This year however we got more attention to a smaller selection of games and more hype put upon games that I would otherwise never be excited for!

The Xbox conference started right in the middle of my D&D game so I was pulling double duty. I vastly overestimated my ability to multitask but I got a lot of highlights! We got a look at a lot of games and expansions and a little dose of the new console, Project Scarlett. The conference opened up with a look at my all-time much-anticipated game, Outer World. It has been teased and looked at for about a year and we finally got a release date! On October 25, 2019, we're going to get what looks like a great combination of Bioshock and Destiny with a little Fallout: New Vegas thrown in! It's a single player Sci-fi which takes place on a Colony world of Halycon. It looks so fantastic and I’ve been waiting for a game like this (We Happy Few was very close but it fell short for me)!

We also got a look at a new Horror game, Blair Witch. Set in the 90s where you’re looking for a little boy that's gone missing. It is horrifying and resembles Slenderman in game mechanics but without the annoying overblown hype that it turned into. Blair Witch was one of my first “horror” movies I ever watched and introduced me to the found footage genre so I feel a deep connection to this game that definitely deserves a good playthrough! It comes out on August 30, 2019. Not peak Halloween Horror but Michael’s has all their Halloween stuff out so might as well get into the season early!

There was more Cyberpunk 2077 to show off and boy did they deliver! We only got more of the world that you can explore but we got a little bit more of the story. I won’t say much about it because the main thing Projekt Red wanted to unveil is the fact that Keanu Reeves is going to be in the game. I even went a little nuts at the D&D table when they announced him. The much-anticipated game is coming out April 16, 2020, which is far too far away but I can’t wait to see the game in its full glory!

Xbox also announced their Xbox Game Pass is coming to PC for $9.99 a month as well as the Ultimate Game Pass which starts at $14.99 a month. The Ultimate Game Pass comes with Gold Subscription and the Game pass for both Xbox and PC which is a great price for anyone who is both an Xbox and PC player wanting to have more ease and options in gaming. You can get the Ultimate pass for $1 for the first month its around and Microsoft is offering a conversion ratio for any codes you have before then. This is something worthy of a check out if you are a PC player looking for more options.

Next conference was Bethesda and their focus was more mobile-related and year 2 of Fallout 76 and Elder Scrolls Elswyre. My main excitement from this conference was Ghostwire Tokyo which looks like a fun thriller game.

Bethesda first talked about the criticism from Fallout 76 and wanted to address it in year 2. I’m not sure how well they addressed it but the stuff they have coming is a little exciting. First, there is going to be a free week for Fallout 76 to try it out and get into the game as well as their 52 player Battle Royale they are calling Nuclear Winter. The free week starts now and runs until June 17th. I will be checking it out for sure! Secondly, they are updating the game later in the fall called Wastelanders which will “Fundamentally change the game”. This means there is going to be more focus on a new main quest and choice- consequence sequences. It is going to feel more like Fallout which was definitely missing from 76. If they keep my attention during the free week they may get at least one new player.

 Bethesda also focused on Elder Scrolls Elswyr, their new MMO in Elder Scrolls released June 4, 2019. They announced the two new DLC’s that are coming later this year for the MMO and showed off some cinematic trailers for it. I’ll be honest, this isn’t my thing. There are so many learning barriers to this game that I don’t think I’d be able to get into but this game does look great and with millions of players already (13.5 Million from what I researched), there has to be something to this game. If you’re a fan of Skyrim and want to get into an MMO, this might be your game!

Bethesda’s conference was fairly short compared to the Xbox one but I think focusing on a few games that all intertwined nicely was a good thing. I didn’t want to hear about the new elder scrolls that they’ve been working on since last year that they have no intention of giving more information on or any more big name titles that they couldn’t talk about other than it’s in development. I want my hype to be focused on what's happening this year, not in three. I think making the conferences smaller they made a lasting impression on me and made me want more games.

In all my want list for games has grown with more games that will be bought than with things I’m just hyped about. This is just day 1 and I can’t wait to see Ubisoft and Square Enix later today!

#e3 #e3 2019 #xbox #xbox one #bethesda #Bethesda #skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Cyberpunk 2077 #The Outer Worlds #Fallout #Fallout 76 #Blair Witch

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