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yeosangs-horizon · 1 year

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One Call Away

Genre: Fluff | Friends -> Lovers | Pairing: Rei x Reader Word Count: 5.4k Content Warning(s): Mention of abusive parent Author’s Note: There may be a part 2 to this coming out soon!

You let out a sigh as you put on your gaming headphones, glancing to the side of the massive pile of papers and textbooks next to you that you knew you had to burn into your mind before your final exams. A bit of a break wouldn’t hurt right? You switched your status to online and hovered your mouse over you friend Rei’s profile.

You were deprived of human contact besides your roommate but you hadn’t seen them in awhile either as the two of you were busy gearing up for your finals, thankfully the last time you would have to do them as you would be done with university by the end of the month.

‘Wanna race?’ you typed to Rei. His instant response to you didn’t surprise you at this time of night, he would go on benders sometimes, gaming for nights in a row. He was someone who you could talk to online, although you had never met him you didn’t feel as if he had malicious intent and therefore trusted him. He wasn’t much of a talker, but he would listen to you ramble to no end. You had met him through an online forum that you would post your gaming highlight reels on and he seemed to interact with your posts every time, despite having a vast following you had noticed his interactions.

You messaged him and the two of you started chatting. It was mainly about Morio Kart, sharing techniques and talking about your favourite builds. It branched into other games the two of you shared in common too and one thing led to another and the two of you would play games together. You hadn’t spoken to him for awhile though with your busy schedule and his, as far as you knew he told you that he and his roommate were private investigators but kept pretty quiet about the specifics about his job. Nonetheless you missed him, you loved late night discussions with him, even if it was one sided.

‘Sure.’ he simply replied. ‘Call or nah? I have a lot I wanna catch you up on’ you typed, hoping that you could get him onto a call. The two of you called a couple times in the past, you always initiated first as you picked up that he was pretty reserved. His voice took you by surprise at first, you knew that Rei was a man, but wasn’t expecting his voice to be so deep and… attractive. You hadn’t seen his face yet, but you already found him pretty attractive with his personality and voice.

Rei looked around his surroundings, the reason why he had been so preoccupied recently and hadn’t been calling with you was because of Miri. The incident where Kazuki took in a little girl of the father that they had to kill during a mission took up most of his time. With finding a suitable daycare to buying supplies, and almost rendering the two of them broke, he had to cut back on gaming. Things were slowly going back to normal though, as normal as things could be with raising their new daughter that they had taken in. She was passed out on the couch next to him, but he usually didn’t talk that loudly anyway and Kazuki was taking a nap, why not? He turned his mic on in his headphones and pressed the button on your profile to call you.

“What’s up Rei?” you chimed as you connected to the call. “Exhausted. Finally have some time for myself though…” he mumbled, trying not to be too loud. You had to turn up his volume. “Gah yeah, tell me about it. I’ve been so swamped with essays and studying for my finals. What’s been on your plate?” “I have a daughter now,” he bluntly spewed out. “What?” That was something you were not expecting from him, not in a million years. You had always known him as an isolated being, just wanting a kitty to accompany him but had to live with a rowdy couch crasher but took care of him. Was he seeing someone this entire time? Was it his? “You mean a cat right? You finally adopted one?” you asked lightheartedly, hoping that your previous thoughts weren’t true. “No. A little girl.”

Damn, so it was true. The few months of getting to know him and developing bits and pieces of feelings for him shattered immediately, or so you hoped as you felt a pang in your chest.”With who?” your voice cracked a bit, hoping it wouldn’t be heard on Rei’s end. “Um during our work we ran into a little girl who was convinced that Kazuki was her papa. He looked similar to the guy in the photo she was holding to find her papa so he took her in. Now I’m kinda… forced to be a father too.” He sugar coated the fact that he had shot her actual father and now they are dealing with the consequences of their line of work. “Oh haha! So you weren’t seeing anybody and accidentally had a kid?” “(Y/N) you know how much I despise children… I wouldn’t do that, but Miri is ok… you’d like her.” You let out an invisible sigh of relief, knowing that he wasn’t seeing anyone as far as you knew.

“That’s adorable Rei. You’ll be an amazing father! Let me know if you need me to babysit sometime, I’m surprisingly good with kids,” you joked around. You hadn’t even met him in person yet, but was this an opportunity amidst your joking manner? “(Y/N) I know you said you’re in the area, but maybe… in the future… you could?” Rei and Kazuki were exhausted by parenthood, they were looking into getting her a babysitter for the times when they would have to go scope or execute their missions in the middle of the night. “Wait actually?” “Yeah… maybe.” He was eager to lessen the load for their roommate and contribute something for once, and have a chance to meet you. Rei’s face flushed a light tint of pink, thinking about the idea of meeting you after so long.

“Rei Papa, who are you talking to?” The sound of a little girl suddenly chimed in your headphones. You smiled a bit, Miri called him papa, how adorable. You heard him groan on the other side. “Miri go upstairs and tell Kazuki to put you to bed.” “But papa I’m not tired! I just slept! I wanna play Morio Kart!” She started to throw a tantrum. “(Y/N) I’ll message you later. I need to deal with Miri.” You chuckled, hearing him go into ‘parent mode’. “Sure, I’ll talk to you later Rei.” With that he hung up, and you grinned to yourself. He’s so adorable. Now that the highlight of your night was over, you rubbed your eyes and shifted your head towards the textbooks and papers again. You could only procrastinate for so long. You groaned as you grabbed your psychology textbook, getting back to it trying to shove Rei to the back of your mind.

You groaned as you felt your back crack, lifting yourself up from your desk. What time was it? It wasn’t the first time you had fallen asleep like that studying at your desk. Your back ached though from your posture, when had you even fallen asleep? You heard a ‘ding’ from your phone as you picked it up. It was already noon? You usually didn’t even sleep in this late. You swiped up to see your messages, two of them from Rei. ‘Sorry ‘bout last night. Do you think we could meet?’ ‘Miri wants to meet you, and we need a babysitter.’ Your heart skipped a beat, Rei was asking to meet you? You trusted that he wasn’t some creepy old man with bad intentions, you heard Miri last night too, you had to trust him that his situation was real with how much time you’ve spend with him.

You replied back, ‘Sure, what are are you located in? We can meet in public first, but I trust you.’ He sent a location at a nearby mall in the city, that was only a couple miles away from you. ‘No way that’s so close! We could meet there, when were you thinking?’ you texted back eagerly. ‘Today. If you can, at 3?.’ you started to feel giddy, you always loved meeting friends you got close to online and Rei wouldn’t be the first. Your heart started to race a bit, wondering what he looked like and if he would be the same as he was online. ‘Absolutely.’ you replied, rushing to get changed into a nicer outfit.

Rei looked down in his phone, feeling a bit nervous now knowing that he was going to meet you in person. He had never initiated any plans with anybody else besides Kazuki before. This was foreign to him. You meant a lot to him, somebody that he could sit in silence with sometimes and he enjoyed listening to you ramble, even if he knew that he wasn’t the one to give the best advice. Through the months that the two of you had gotten closer, he also developed some sort of feelings for you although he did not know how to put it into words. He had told Kazuki the night before about your offer to babysit Miri to lessen the load for their missions and he was ecstatic. He picked out a nice suit to wear, trying to look nice for you.

He put his hair back, sideburns showing as he would usually do on his missions. He walked out of the room, tie in hand, knowing that he had to ask Kazuki to help him as he always did before their missions. “Kazuki…” he called out in routine. The blonde turned his head and gazed at him all dressed up. “Rei what’s all this for, I thought we were just meeting your friend at the mall, not going on a mission.” Rei had realized that too and started to blush as he averted his eyes from Kazuki’s direction. He caught on pretty quick. Grabbing the tie in his hand he gently put it around Rei to help him out. “Oh Rei, trying to impress them I see?” he said with a smug smile. “No…” Rei muttered. “You usually don’t give any effort in what you wear when we take Miri out to go shopping, you like em don’tcha?” he giggled. “I don’t know…” Rei answered dryly, still looking away from Kazuki with a blush. “Well in that case, I should dress up to par with you too, don’t wanna be looking like the housewife or anything and maybe I’ll impress em too!” he teased. Rei shot him a glare. “Alright I’m not some partner stealer don’t worry.” “It’s not like that,” he grumbled. Kazuki stepped back after helping Rei with his tie. He shot him a smirk. “Yet.”

You spritz on a spray of your favourite scent. Looking in the mirror, you had a modest fashionable outfit on, trying to look your best for Rei. You picked up your phone and realized that it was already 2:45 PM. You were going to be late. You grabbed your keys and exited your shared apartment. Your roommate caught a whiff of your strong vanilla scent that you put on and turned their head. “Headin’ out on a date?” you heard them remark. “Uh, something like that!” you shrugged whilst rushing to put on your shoes and head out the door. “Stay safe! Call me if you need an excuse to leave!” You smiled to yourself, heart racing as the time ticked down to the moment you were going to meet Rei. Surely it wouldn’t be that bad, you enjoyed his company online, even the silences became comforting at this point instead of being awkward.

You rushed towards the meeting spot, checking the time every once in awhile knowing that you still had a ways to walk. By the time you got to the entrance of the mall that Rei had texted you that they were at, you were out of breath. Hiding behind a corner, you decide to straighten yourself up and wipe the beads of sweat away from your forehead before approaching them. You took a deep breath and hoped that you didn’t smell gross from the exercise you had done to get there. You peered your head around the corner and looked down to see a little girl at your feet. “Are you (Y/N)?” she beamed.

That must be Miri, you thought. You nodded and stammered, “Yes I am! Are you Miri?” You glanced your head up to see a blonde and a darker haired male standing not too far away looking in your direction. That must be them! You wondered which one Rei was, you had a feeling that he was the one in the suit and slicked back hair. You giggled, he’s cute. You stepped out from the shadows. “My papas wanted me to meet you!” She exclaimed with joy. She really was a bundle of happiness if you’d ever seen one. You glanced up at Rei whose eyes were widened now after noticing you and held up a hand in a slow wave. You ran towards him, time stopping a bit as you crashed into him with a hug.

You felt one arm around you patting your back awkwardly as you pulled away, a bit embarrassed as you were normally pretty touchy with the people close to you. “Sorry Rei, uh, it’s wonderful to finally meet you!” His cheeks tinted pink as he gave you a half smile. “(Y/N)... I don’t mind… this is Kazuki and Miri.” He began, mumbling the first part. “(Y/N)! Don’t I get an introductory hug too?” Kazuki joked, opening his arms up. Rei shot him a glance. You shrugged and accepted it, he patted you on the back with the embrace. He was shooting daggers at Kazuki. “Miri too!” You heard the brown haired girl exclaim. You smiled, kneeling down to pick her up as she giggled. “She seems to take a liking to you already,” Kazuki cheered. You smiled and nodded. “So (Y/N), down to be our babysitter? I’m sure Rei has already told you lots about our situation,” he grinned. “Of course! When do you need me?” He looked at Rei. “Tomorrow if you’re not busy um… but if you wanna see our apartment and familiar with things we can right now… or if you want to game,” he added the last part with a hush. “I’d love to Rei.”

The four of you walked back from the mall entrance to Rei’s flat. You and Rei trailed behind, walking in silence as Miri begged Kazuki for an ice cream cone as she noticed a stand with colourful decor. You stood next to Rei, appreciating your time with him. “You look really nice, the suit fits you.” You commented, feeling a bit shy now.” His expression softened as he glanced at you. “You’re really pretty…” he mumbled. You felt your lips tug into a smile as you blushed. “You’re sweet. I’m glad you’re just like how you are online and not some creepy human trafficker.” You joked trying to feel less shy. “Hate those kinds of creeps,” he mumbled. “Me too.” You leaned back against the wall as you watched Miri choose her ice cream flavours and Kazuki chat up the lady at the stand. You went to stretch your back as you heard a crack and lost your footing, falling into Rei who was also leaning against the wall.

Instinctively, he reached out and caught you before you smashed your head on the wall and grasped your arm. His loose strand of dark brown hanging down brushed against your face as you shifted your orbs to meet his. He’s beautiful. Realizing the predicament you were in, you hoisted yourself back up. “Sorry ah, I had a long night of studying and fell asleep at my desk!” You exclaimed, noticing his hand still having a hold on your arm. “I don’t mind…” he blushed as he slowly let go of your arm, the two of you not wanting to break contact. You looked towards the distance and saw Kazuki and Miri walking back with an ice cream in hand. You turned towards to Rei who was still flustered. “Let’s go.”

The group arrived at the apartment and you stepped in, gazing at the luxury. I guess that was how two private investigators spent their money. “C’mon (Y/N) let me give you a tour so you know where things are for tomorrow!” Kazuki beamed. Miri followed behind closely, wanting to talk to you more. “I’ll have food prepared so it’ll be in the fridge on the top shelf, just reheat it and it’ll be good to go!” He whispered the next part. “And the pudding is in this box. Rei and Miri love pudding.” Miri’s ears perked up. “Pudding! I want pudding!” Rei turned his head too as he was messing with his consoles to prepare for you. Kazuki shook his hands frantically and hopped away. “Quickly uh, over here is where the emergency first aid is kept, never know when you might need it, and Miri’s bedroom is upstairs with the flowers on the door!” You peered down as you felt a tug on your pants. “I want to take a nap. Sleepy…” Miri mumbled. You looked at Kazuki. He sighed as he bent down to scoop her up. “Guess I’ll put her to bed now.”

You stepped away as you looked towards Rei, already sitting on the couch and gestures for you to come. You sat next to him and looked on the screen. He had already set up Morio Kart for the two of you to mess around in. He handed you a controller as you smiled. “Never thought we would be able to race together in person.” “I’ll beat you…” he said with enthusiasm in his tone. After a while of racing, you won more races against him fair and square as he sulked at your gloating. “I lost on purpose for you…” he mumbled, a half true statement. You giggled and leaned towards Rei, resting your head on his shoulder as your leg touched his. “I’m glad I could finally meet you y’know.” He hummed in agreement as he set his controller down. Kazuki hadn’t come down in awhile, assuming he had put Miri to nap and also fell asleep there himself.

The room was dark at this point as the two of you had been playing for awhile. The only light was illuminated from the TV screen, giving light to his facial features as you looked up to admire him. You felt his hand shift from his lap to gently touch yours. Your fingers mindlessly danced around his as they found their way in between his. It felt right. You relaxed against his comfort as he stiffened up, not used to this touch and physical contact. “Am I making you uncomfortable?” You asked with worry. He shook his head. “Just never had this…” you knew a bit about his past, about how rough his father treated him but not in detail and he wasn’t one to socialize around and be touchy. But he felt your hand in his and it felt comforting to him, he liked it.

Your phone lit up with a notification as you noticed the time. It was already 8 PM and you had an essay due that night. You jolted away from your position, startling Rei. “Shit sorry, I just have an essay due soon. After playing with you last night I tried to study and just passed out I’m sorry!” You apologized, knowing you had to get back and it was a walk away. “Wait (Y/N), let me drive you.” He was so thoughtful but you didn’t want to inconvenience him. “Are you sure?” He nodded firmly as he stood up to grab the keys to the car.

You sat in the passenger seat and looked out at the window at the illuminating lights that made your face glow. You didn’t notice but Rei was staring at you at the red light. You were stunning to him, and he knew that he had fully fallen, the butterflies churning in his tummy was a dead giveaway. He had never felt anything like this before. “Sleep after you finish your work… in your bed ok?” He asked with a soft tone. You hummed. “I’ll try. What time did you want me at your place?” “Around 5. You can bring your work too if it’s too much. We’ll pay you too for your trouble…” Rei offered. You shook your head. “No need. Just take me on a date…” you mumbled the last part. “Hm?” He asked, hoping you’d repeat the last part. You lost your sudden confidence, fearful that he would not reciprocate. “Nothing, just thanks for the ride! I’ll see you tomorrow!” You beamed whilst exiting the vehicle. He watched as your figure disappeared into the darkness of your apartment complex. He couldn’t wait to see you again. And for the record he did want to take you on that date.

You ran inside to get started on your essay with an hour or two to complete it. Trying to push Rei out of your mind for the time was difficult, the day went so well. You thoroughly enjoyed his company and had fallen for him harder than before. He checked all of your boxes in a potential partner and not to mention that he had an adorable daughter and was so thoughtful. You would have been able to fully focus if you hadn’t received a text an hour into your focused mindset from Rei that said ‘sleep well’ with a kitty blowing a kiss emoji at you.

The following day you were exhausted. You had managed to turn in your essay on time and spent some more time studying for your finals that were coming up in about two weeks. Groaning, you knew you had to get out of bed as you had chores to do, it was your turn to clean the apartment this week and pack your things to head to Rei’s place later to babysit Miri. Shoving your textbooks and laptop into your bag, you hear a notification from your desktop and saw that it was from Rei. Your face automatically lit up as you clicked to open his message. “Need a ride?” As much as you wanted to be with him as soon as possible again, you decided that the walk was needed to get some fresh air before committing to more work again. ‘I’ll walk to destress a bit, but I can’t wait to see you again!’

As you walked out of your room to vacuum the apartment, you seemed in a happier mood than usual as your roommate noticed you from the kitchen table. “Date went well yesterday?” they asked grinning at you. “Uh yeah! Gonna babysit his kid today,” you remarked. “Damn (Y/N), getting it on with a dad?” they smirked. “Nah it’s not like that, just a special circumstance.” “Well just make sure he’s not a player or a liar.” “He’s not like that, just an extreme introvert who loves to play games,” you smiled.

Rei stared at himself in the closet, knowing that had to wear stealth clothes to blend in with the public, meaning just his regular attire and not a suit. He wanted to impress you again, a bit fearful that you wouldn’t find him attractive with his hair down. Kazuki caught onto his tension and made his way over. “Relax, I have a feeling that (Y/N) likes you for you, don’t worry about it too much.” He tensed up with embarrassment, not knowing that he could give away his emotions that easily. “How do you know?” “Just trust me Rei,” he grinned. Just as you were on the topic of their conversation, they heard you knocking on the door and an excited squeal from Miri as she came running from her bedroom.

Rei was the one to quickly rush to the door to greet you. “Nice to see you again Rei. Missed you,” you added with a giggle. He felt his heart race a bit as you flirted with him. “You too,” he stuttered out. Miri ran between the two of you and wrapped her small arms around your legs. “(Y/N)! Papa Rei, do I get to spend time with them tonight when you’re gone?” Your gaze softened at Rei after hearing Miri call him papa. The more time you spent with him, the more qualities you saw in him to be a good father, even if he was distant and didn’t act like an adult at times. “Yes Miri, we’re going to be out for awhile. Don’t give (Y/N) a hard time.” She nodded with enthusiasm. He gazed at you again, taking in your comfortable sweater that you had on you and your sweats. You didn’t bother dressing up today as you were focused on chores and your homework. You caught on his gaze and chuckled, “I got busy this morning, sorry for not looking my best,” you excused.

He shook his head, “No you look… stunning,” he confessed. You noticed how casual he looked too and imagined that he would be looking like that when talking to you. “So are you,” you smiled. The moment was interrupted by Kazuki swinging his arm around Rei’s neck. “Watch it…’ Rei mumbled. “Let’s go or else we’ll miss the check-in time!” Kazuki exclaimed enthusiastically. You assumed that they were doing some private investigative work tonight. “Oh hey (Y/N) have fun with Miri tonight we’ll be out for awhile!” You waved at him as they walked out the door. “Good luck!” you called out, now turning your gaze towards Miri. “Papa told you where the pudding is! Gimmie!”

Spoonfuls of pudding later, you put on her favourite TV show for her to watch as you got started on an assignment. You were in the zone before you heard a ‘ding’ from your phone, a notification from Rei. ‘Hope Miri isn’t giving you a hard time.’ It wrote. You smiled and looked at her and replied. ‘Not at all, she’s watching her show and I’m just catching up on some assignments. I miss playing games with you on the couch though :(‘ Miri noticed your preoccupation with your phone. “(Y/N) you’re done with your homework already? Can we play Morio Kart?” You glanced down at her and sighed. “Not yet Miri. Unfortunately I was just got distracted with your papa texting me.” ‘Ding.’ Another notification. “Me too. It’s so boring here at this festival with Kazuki. I wish I could have brought you.’

You smiled at his text, imagining yourself on a date with him there. ‘Me too Rei. I’ll put Miri to bed soon and wait for you to come back. Stay safe ok?’ You put down your phone as Miri was looking at you with widened eyes. “What did my papas say?” she asked curiously. You smiled and shook your head. “Nothing too important, Rei just said that he was bored doing his job. I can imagine that takes a lot of time and patience.” She nodded and turned towards the kitchen. “I’m hungry (Y/N).” You glanced down at your half finished assignment and the kitchen. You suppose dinner couldn’t hurt your progress.

You served Miri dinner and had some yourself. Kazuki made pad thai, something you really liked and the flavors hit just right. You didn’t know how he knew, but you guessed Miri liked it just as much as you. The only person you’d told that to as of recently was Rei, perhaps he had spilled the beans to Kazuki about your favourite food, how sweet. You took initiative and washed the dishes for them, knowing that it must be tiring coming back from work to doing more chores. Soon after you tucked Miri into bed and read her one of her favourite bedtime stories. Closing the door behind you, you made your way down into the living room to finish your assignment again. Putting in some of your favourite tunes on the TV, you got to work but not before texting Rei that Miri was tucked away in bed and you were going to try to get your assignments done. He left you smiling by writing to you, ‘Be back soon. Things are going well.’ and reacting to your message with a heart.

You knocked out two assignments before midnight. You wondered when Rei and Kazuki were going to be home, and by this time your eyelids felt heavy and you were quickly losing concentration in your textbooks. You weren’t sure when you passed out but you were softly snoring on the couch when the duo walked inside the flat. Rei’s eyes instantly fell upon you, looking at how the moonlit illuminated your skin and your peaceful expression. Kazuki noticed and whispered to Rei, “I’ll leave it up to you. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” He got a slight smack on the shoulder from Rei.

Rei quietly made his way next to you, but not before grabbing a blanket from the extra closet they had. He sat down slowly, hoping to not disturb your sleeping state. He draped the soft blanket over you whilst placing a hand on your cheek. He knew that he was in love with you. You made his life so much easier and was there to support him and trusted him enough to babysit his kid and come over to his house on the first day of meeting him. He felt himself smile and let go the angst that he had. He ran his fingers through your locks whilst leaning down and placing a small kiss on your forehead. He didn’t want to leave your side. He wanted to feel your palm in his again and your touch. You stirred in your sleep, making him a bit startled but still caressing your cheek. “Rei…” you mumbled half coherent about what was going on. His gaze softened whilst staring at you, letting himself admire you against the moonlight. He was definitely going to take you on that date to make up for your hard work today.

You shifted as the morning sunlight hit your eyes. Moving around, you felt your back hit against a warm wall and slowly, you realized that there was someone behind you. You gazed down and saw an arm that was draped over you and the sound of quiet breathing behind you. You took it to be Rei instantly. You looked at your mess of papers around the coffee table and realized that you had probably passed out a bit after midnight in their house. You felt a bit guilty for staying over without asking and unintentionally, but you couldn’t help feel a bit flushed in the cheeks as your heartbeat started to race after realizing that Rei was cuddling you.

You saw the blanket over you and realized that he had probably come home to find you passed out on his couch and didn’t want to leave you to freeze in the middle of the night. You smiled, gazing at his mouth half open and messy brown locks that splayed across the couch and his face. Letting yourself feel comfortable in his embrace, you felt him shift and bury his face in the crook of your neck. “Good morning to you too Rei,” you mused. He opened his eyes and found his limbs with yours. He jolted up a bit, startling you. “Ah shit, I thought I was dreaming. Sorry for… that,” he sheepishly stated. You stared at him, realizing that he may have feelings for you too. Fuck it. You closed the distance between the two of you and captured his lips in yours.

You felt his hand cup your jaw and pull you in closer. After a heartwarming kiss, you pulled away and giggled. “I like you a lot Rei, I didn’t mind waking up to you cuddling me this morning. It was so adorable.” He looked down and replied in a hush, “Me too (Y/N), does this make us…” he trailed off. “I’d love to be yours. I’ve had feelings for you for awhile y’know.” He pulled you into another kiss, wrapping his arms around you and embraced your warmth.

“I’ll take you out on that date, thank you for taking care of Miri and loving me.”

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theuntamedaus · 1 year

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Music Band AU

So, whilst I wait for my writer's block to go away, I am delving properly into this AU.

@felinesomnambulist might appreciate this one in particular, but I hope y'all do <3

Under cur because it's longer than anticipated :')

So, let's start from the Lan clan.

The Lans are classically trained and their Gusu Lan music conservatory is famous for being the best one and also expensive af. You must have the money or, in alternative, several high level recommendations and talent.

The teachers, LQR, LXC and LWJ, are also the best ones and trained in both chinese traditional instruments like the xiao, the qin, the erhu etc, and western instruments like the piano, the strings, the clarinet etc.

The Lans also have a generations long friendship with the Nie family, whose last heirs, NMJ and NHS, inherited the music production studio from their father, dead in mysterious circumstances, probably linked to the boss of the underground Nightless City Wen Ruohan.

I will come back in a bit to Nightless city, hold onto this for a moment.

The friendship between the Nie and the Lan surprises everyone until you understand that the Nie production studio is for Power/Epic/Symphonic metal, a kind of metal that uses a LOT of classical instruments.

On top of this NMJ is also the founder of a metal band thus composed:

Vocals: Meng Yao

Guitars: Nie Zonghui

Bass: Nie Huaisang

Drums: Nie Mingjue

Spoken/poems: Nie Huaisang

Classical instruments: Lan Xichen

The Nie music studio is in a constant struggle not to be annexed by the famous Jin Studio, promoter of the AU equivalent of stuff like X-factor, The Voice and so and churning out pop talents out of capitalistic greed masked as "caring for the music".

Their most famous pop sensations are sweet cute and lively pop idol Jiang Yanli and alternative rap pop rage Wei Wuxian. They tried doing the same with Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng really doesn't have the cheerful tones of a pop singer, in spite of having the best voice outof the three.

I did mention that JFM and YZY are one of those who are like “yeah, my child is so gifted and talented, let’s ruin their life forever by forcing them in the music industry” and the Jin studio just did help them achieve that exactly.

Spoiler: this will come back to bite their asses somehow. In fact, the original plan was to have only JYL and JC, but JFM HAD TO let in WWX, son of the legend of music Cangse Sanren, ho had been already the daughter of the myth, Baoshan Sanren.

And LWJ is an avid listener of WWX's music, he is propery enamoured, but neither shufu nor xiongzhang kno because god forbid the Lans listen toanything BUT classical music. This is another thing I will come back later on.

YZY is legitimately furious at the fact that her children's thunder has been stolen that way, but neither JFM nor YZY see that regardless the three do love each other dearly.

And then JGS decides to renew the contracts for JYL and WWX because they are his golden egg geese, but NOT JC's, because his pop album did not make as much money, as in, not being allowed to do anything but pop music, his voice suffered a bit and being the family disappointment did not really help.

Anyway, JFM and YZY fight, he decides to leave in the middle of lunch (a further sin in such a family), JYL and WWX try to convince him not to go without any success at all.

And so he roams the city, trying to find some motivation to go on.

In the meantime JGS has successfully poached out Meng Yao from the Nie, and the band is in need of a vocalist, but who would like to be the vocalist of a symphonic metal band tiedtoa studio barely making it at the end of the month?

NMJ is out of wits. And the amplificators just broke down so he has to finally admit that he needs new ones and so he goes to the Yao&Ouyang music shop to buy some new ones.

In the meantime JC has also reached the same music shop and Mr. Yao has convinced him to try a mic and when JC is asked what he would like to sing he's like "yeah I am angry enough for a cover of 'we're all to blame' by Sum41" and NMJ is casually there too and he listens to JC sing and he feels the doors of heavenly music open right in front of him, has 16 epiphanies and by the end of it he's like:

Anyway. NMJ approaches JC after the performance and he is like:

"nice one, my name is Mingjue, I loved your vibes. What do you say about joining my band?"

He hands out the business card, proves that he is not, in fact, just a creep but an actual person who actually enjoyed JC's voice and is actually trying to convince him to join a metal band.

JC is kind of taken aback, as in "someone just PRAISED me? ME? A RAT? for my VOICE? The same voice everyone I know thinks it's actual CRAP?"

JC my beloved, how about we work together on our self esteem issues?

*coffcoff* Anyway, NMJ makes sure to point out that there is no pressure, he is welcome to try out a session and then if it doesn't work out nothing happens, no one is going to hound him etc. Somehow JC feels better, like the choices he has been given make him feel free to decide for himself for the first time.

And he says yes, I want to come and do this music session with your band, it does sound great if the people there are all like you.

And NMJ is left wondering what kind of hellish situation this one has been living in.

Anyway JC comes back all happy and content, BUT makes the mistake of telling JYL and WWX what happened. They in turn let JFM and YZY know and they basically laugh in JC's face.

JFM: well, at least that lousy studio will finally get annexed to JGS's and disappear.

YZY: you are going to ruin everything,you don't understand anything! You'd better stay here, at least all you'll ruin is us.

*uuuhhhh just a sec, this hit home for me, the author, let me cry in a corner for 5 mins*

*coffcoff* JC, full of dismay and with an ego completely crushed once again, calls NMJ to tell him he is not coming, but NMJ KNOWS that tone. Has NMJ just sensed a shitty family and all of the parental disappointment? Has he just heard JC trying to hold a faint sob from behind the phone? This does NOT happen, not on NMJ's watch! And he is like, look, I am sending my brother, the least menacing person on earth so no one is scared to see me, a 6ft tall buff man with enough piercings and tattoos to scare even the strong of heart. You are going to go with him, let him buyyou a coffee and then decide.

And so it happens. Providence has made it so that the house is empty because JFM and YZY had to take JYL and WWX to the studio to register their new albums, so JC is alone.

And NHS arrives, JC lets him in, NHS assesses the situation, asks a few questions that hit right where it hurts and then he is like: JC, my newly acquired friend, I am not saying you should pack everything you own and come with me, but I am saying exactly that. You do NOT have an independent bank account, you do NOT have a space unless someone grants it from the gracefulness of their heart and you MUST sing crap just to be granted a sliver of sympathy from those who claim to love you. My brother has offered you an space in the band, but really, even if you do not join you are welcome to stay as much as you wish until you know what you want to do in life.

JC: are you offering me this out of pity?

NHS: not pity, I don't have enough of that. It's out of friendship.

And so JC is convinced once again. Maybe staying away from his family will make him assess things better.

NHS calls the whole family and they help JC pack everything. They help him set up his own bank account. He will withdraw some cash at the nearest ATM so that he can then put the funds in the newly opened bank account.

JC leaves a message as in "do NOT look for me atm, I am reassessing my priorities".

And with all of that done JC goes with the Nie and starts living under their roof. He does the first music session as a vocalist and - surprise - he actually has fun, he smiles,he finally can let his voice out freely and everyone now understands why NMJ wanted him as a vocalist.

And as a surprise for everyone NMJ manages to get a contract to be the opening band of a major symphonic metal band - spoiler: it is a success, NMJ's band and studio are launched into the stratosphere, everyone loves the band and especially the new vocalist JC.

But how are the Jiangs faring now? Well, JC's message has prompted the divorce between YZY and JFM, so not great in that sense. JGS has used that to force JYL into an arranged marriage with his son JZX - it's not that the two don't like each other, it's the opposite actually, but they would have loved to come together in different circumstances. In any case, they both do not want what their respective parents had so they work together to make the best out of the shitty situation. They will eventually get married, but on their own terms.

And where is WWX? Well. In his quest to find JC, because the message "do NOT look for me" for him was apparently just a guideline, he stumbles into Nightless City and its many wonders and horrors.

As mentioned, Nightless city is an underground city where crime reigns above everything. He lets himself get lost in the City, he gets tattoos, piercings and a penchant for alcoholism and hedonism.

In any case WWX disappears from the scene, the tabloids will talk about it like a meteor bound to fall. JC wants to look for him, JYL too, but no matter what WWX cannot be found.

This until LWJ, who is still the no. 1 fan of WWX, finds him loitering by a shop. And WWX has changed a lot. His eyes are swollen, he looks like he's not been eating properly and has a hand secured around a bottle of an unspecified alcoholic beverage.

It turns out he has been captured by Wen Chao who - surprise - was a great fan and then forced to sing for him. Which at the time catered to his willingness to have free everything, but then it turned out to be another cage and now that he was spent he had been thrown away like trash.

And now WWX finds himself with a whopping case of trauma and alcohol addiction.

In any case, LWJ cannot stand the fact that the person he has been enamoured with for the past few is now at that point. And so he offers him a meal, he offers him to stay at his house, asks xiongzhang if he could help him speak to shufu.

And shufu is not truly convinced until NMJ and band drops by, JC included, and JC launches himself towards WWX. "Where were you bro, a-jie and I were so worried!"

"I wanted to find you bro"

"I was fine, I wrote to mum and dad that I was fine a few days later, did they not let you know?"

"No?"

"Oh, for fuck's sake."

NMJ interjects: "That shows you ho shitty your parents are,my love"

Yes, in the meantime NMJ and JC got together, NMJ properly courted JC and are now very close to an official engagement.

Anyway, JC lets Yanli know and his prompts her decision to detach herself from JGS's brand. JZX has started his own with some help from MY, now called JGY, ho has in the meantime realized how much of a scumbag JGS actually is.

MY has in fact been exploited for his talent in composing songs and lyrics, he has even been called JGY in a vain promise of being finally recognized as a legitimate son, which has never happened and will never happen, but guess WHO has been treating him like proper family? JZX and JYL, hence his loyalties are all for them.

And so,to recap:

JC is now about to be engaged to NMJ and they both are in a famous studio and an equally famous band andeveryone loves them.

JYL and JZX are marrying and having a child, JZX has hsi own studio which is totally unaffiliated with his father's and everybody loves them for basically being the healthiest and most loving relationship in the whole industry.

LWJ is working with LXC to convince LQR to give WWX some support and maybe having him direct a singing/voice coaching workshop so he has something to lean onwhilst he recovers and decides what to do next

JFM and YZY are permanently divorced and not in speaking terms anymore. I am kind of leaning into YZY finding comfort in WZL's arms, hich will involve more drama when she finds out ho WZL actually is.

I wonder what could go wrong. JGS is not happy, he might even think to go to WRH and get involved in shad stuff to ruin everyone's life, but at this point my brain is failing and IDK, I kind oflike this open ending, but I feel something is missing.

Suggestions are more than welcome here.

For the moment I will peace out.

#the untamed #the untamed au #music bands au #mingcheng #nie mingjue #jiang cheng #yunmeng siblings #chen qing ling au #chen qing ling #cql au #fic concepts #mo dao zu shi #mdzs au #mo dao zu shi au

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Anime Magic 2023: Sunday

So I never got around to writing up Sunday. Pregnancy has a way of making you forget things, and then being a new parent...anyway, it's been actual months. But let's see what I can remember, shall we?

Sunday started with breakfast, packing, and cleaning the room. Spoiler: we did not win. We did a walk around the gaming and exhibit areas again, for those last-minute cosplay photos, seeing if any of the machines had Magical Drop (I can't remember), and of course, last-minute impulse buys. Then it was time to find the panel room that held all of our Sunday panels - the Special Guest Room. Which just felt sort of tucked out-of-the-way in a hallway not far from the Main Events stage, but not super populated or trafficked.

Our first panel of the day was "That Doesn't Work How You Think It Does: Cosplay Supply (Mis)use with Pros & Cons Cosplay"

I remember being very entertained during this panel and finding it highly informative. But since I'm doing this Sunday August 2023 writeup in May of 2024, I can't add more than that. Really, I'm doing this in part to ward off the "missing ACen" blues, as unless there's a last-minute lottery win or something, we won't be attending even a single day of ACen 2024. Being a parent is a big responsibility and has been an incredible joy, but it also means tightening the belt a bit and so it may be some time before @lechevaliermalfet and I do big cons again. We're probably sticking closer to home with the smaller stuff for at least the next 6 months, likely longer.

We followed up this panel with Oriana's Sailor Moon panel. In which Sailor Moon was lovingly roasted. And I do mean lovingly - none of this was done from spite. It was just fans acknowledging the quirks of their chosen thing.

I'm pretty sure there were some technical difficulties during all the panels in this room, whether they were screen issues, mic issues, or whatever. But I could be just inserting that into my memory because of the fact Anime Magic has been known to have tech issues. I'm too lazy to try to search my posts in the ACen discord to verify (the AM one didn't exist yet during the 2023 con, so lots of us were posting about it in the ACen "Other Events" channel in their discord).

And finally, we wrapped with Cosplay Horror Stories, again with Pros & Cons Cosplay.

I do remember sharing the story of accidentally ruining @shbumi ' s cosplay during our first ACen in this panel. I also don't remember if it was this panel or their first panel on Sunday in which my experience as a Security guard came to play, because I can't remember the story that prompted me to share the knowledge that using spray paint indoors can set off a building's fire alarms. But yes, folks, that can happen. Not totally ready to say goodbye as yet - and I'm going to guess because I knew that this was probably going to be my last big con for a while - it seems we wandered a bit more, as I have photos of that empty Sunday feel. It really is a lonesome feeling as a con empties out, especially in this space, when I've seen it so packed before, for so many other cons.

But there is my far too overdue post to wrap up Anime Magic 2023.

All Anime Magic 2023 coverage

Anime Magic 2023 cosplay

Anime Magic 2023: Friday

Anime Magic 2023: Saturday

Anime Magic 2023: Sunday (current post)

#prose and cons #con review #anime magic 2023 #anime magic #con report

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Hey, I wasn’t sure if you liked getting asks or not so if you’re uncomfortable or don’t want to don’t feel like you have to respond :)

I was just curious about the II Au you were talking about. It sounds really interesting!

Are you kidding.

I LOVE.GETTING ASKS. Especially about my au. Oh dear lord you don't understand how many idea has been stuck onto my brain but i also cannot function at all lmao ANYWAY.

My au is named Scrambled Destiny!

It's honesty just somewhat of an swap au, an au with the twist of it was me putting them all into a randomizer into other character and see how i can piece all of their stories all together and see how different things would be while also trying to stay into the original character. And so that's why it's named scrambled destiny! Tho,some of the randomizer was a bit too random for me. So i will choose the new roles of them myself,leaving some also blank because i haven't thoughts about them too much,i hope you don't mind that!

Sorry that it's kinda difficult to explain and i could be completely wrong about a certain characters! So ask me if you don't understand some of what i was saying. I really don't mind to explain my stories in details really!! Anyway,

✨Here are the list of characters and what their new roles are: ✨

It's "characters (what they are now as)" btw, everything here may change in the future

Season 1:

Balloon (bow)

Candle (paintbrush)

Cabby (pepper)

Oj (salt)

Goo (lightbulb)

Life ring (pickle)

Tea kettle (paper)

Mic (nickel)

Soap (baseball)

Nickel (balloon)

Silver spoon (oj)

Rex / Mephone4s (mephone)

Season 2:

Apple (yang)

Marshmellow (yin)

Bow (fan)

Bot (testube)

Box (dough)

Cherries (suitcase)

Taco (mic)

Thropy (knife)

Paper (box)

Cheesy (thropy)

Springy (toilet)

Me phone (mepad)

Ballpoint pen (cobs)

Inanimate insanity: Detective Oj (salt and pepper dimension(may change the name later))

This alternate universe doesn't actually have much in common with the og,most of what's here are a fresh idea so i will list all the casts instead

Book (coffee/the crazy nemesis)

Guitar

Mephone 2s

Some random police ig

Testube

Season 3:

Balloon (bot)

Yin (candle)

Yang (silver spoon)

Lightbulb (clover)

Cobs (springy)

Ghost / Mepad (dr fizz/ballpoint pen?)

Testube

A bit undecided:

Paint brush (soap)

Fan (cabby)

Knife (tea kettle)

Pickle (lifering)

Suitcase (marshmallow)

I haven't had an idea yet (you can give me suggestions if you wanted)

Baseball, bomb, pepper, salt, dough, testube, tissue, floor

Almost all of the mephones will not be swapped,and are instead going to be just a bit of cameo and little supporting lore

This au are including:

cobs got jailed for presumably kidnapping,abuse,resisting arrest and a lot more! Making him loose his childs products and company custody to his work partners ballpoint pen causing the company to get rebranded and the me phones to live long enough to develop a long range of emotions,feelings and trauma that they have their own way to cope with their daddy issues and also cause cobs to be pretty petty to them. Wanting to have controls of what he used to have back or at least what's similar to it. Which is buying a studio and run it through the ground. (Just like Disney)

Dw tho,ballpoint pen is great at dadying. Or well at least try to. Juggling at taking care of 7(+) kids and the company take a lot of energy and will power

All of the mephones will get a brand new name! Well,mostly it's actually just a name they start to call each other when the mephones did something stupid and embarrassing but they are now forever stuck in that nickname because they suck at being creative and the only time they got creative is when they bully each other... But hey!! New name!!¡! :D

Bow and bot being a ghost sibling who possessed a bot body to get out of the purgatory mansion later on also took balloon to be into their family! Now becoming the younger/middle sibling (box too) and later on also made balloon a bot body too so they can go to a VIP invitation to sour lemon. Which is.. Yknow,actually season 3 so it gonna be a mess a bit to see some people you used to know that also seen your death so. Whoops dedo

Testube lab is now bow&bot lab that they found deep down at the purgatory mansion,it was filled with.. Many questionable things but they took care of it

Balloon death effecting many of the contestants life. Since he's bow here heh.i just think it would be funny hehe... Meanwhile balloon is just vibing with his newfound family at the purgatory mansion with bow and bot. Heh.

The hotel actually is. A hotel for visitors and contestants,with some of the contestants even work at it such as: oj, cabby, tea kettle, life ring, soap, mic

Instead of inanimate insanity infinity, oj and cabby are now the main protagonist of a 90s detective comic

Inanimate insanity season 1 have most of their contestants being a teenager somewhere on 15-19 is with the exception of the adults being life ring and tea kettle somewhere on 24-27 (idk,i really haven't decided the exact age yet)

Season 1 & season 2 have a range of 7 year happens,making season 2 have all of their cast at least a young adults

ANDDDDDD many more that i forgot the list of.

Really. I forgot

You may ask many questions as you like about my au really, like what story i planned a specific characters to have and what was their arc gonna be or somethingz like that. i am insane about them :).

Here have some random concepts art i like the most:

Oke,i'm done on my rambles,ba bye for now 👋

#inanimate insanity #inanimate insanity au #scrambled destiny au #charols writing idea #charols art gallery

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blubberquark · 1 month

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How Not To Do A Podcast

Don't have a web site: You don't really need one is this day and age. People find your podcast on Spotify, or on Apple Podcasts, or on YouTube. If you put your episodes up on YouTube, don't need hosting or a domain or a home page!

Don't link to the RSS Feed: If you do have a web site, you can just not bother with a public RSS feed. People on Apple podcasts get your episodes from Apple. If you want to post the episodes to your Web site, just embed the mp3a in blog posts! Don't give the hoi polloi access to the RSS feed, or they might steal your content, or worse, drive up hosting costs by downloading all the mp3s at once!

Don't bother with show notes: Show notes limit your reach. They don't show up the same on YouTube and Spotify, and you can't embed images in a pinned comment. Even worse, show notes lead people away from your podcast or the app. Alternatively, treat show notes as required reading. If you must have them, this is the way to get the most out of your show notes. Refer to the show notes all the time, and tell our audience to just read or listen to the linked stuff. Don't bother excerpting or paraphrasing things from elsewhere on the Internet. People are on a PC, they can click on links! In the show notes, don't bother adding context either. When your listeners have listened to the episode, they will know what the links mean.

Talk about your editing process and audio setup: Did you just buy a new mic? Are you recording on your laptop microphone in a hotel room? Don't just apologise for the audio quality, tell your listeners that normally you would record on the same hardware that NPR uses for This American Life. Talk about how you bought a new Mac Studio Ultra with 128 GB of RAM for editing the pauses out, and that time you had to interrupt the interview because your guest opened the door to accept a package delivery.

Keep introductions to a minimum: Your listeners have listened to the previous 500 episodes in chronological order, so they know what your podcast is about and who is hosting it. Don't start your podcast episodes with the name of the podcast, or introductions where every host says "Hello, I am Alice" "And I am Bob. This is the Alice and Bob send cryptic messages podcast. Today we're going to discuss PGP." This stuff is lame. Just say "Hi, here we are again, how has your last week been?" or "We're back! Sooo..."

If you really have to introduce multiple speakers, just have one host name everybody. Instead of repeating what the podcast is and who is doing it every time, start the episode with frequently updated information like upcoming meet-ups, listener feedback about the episode before last, how to reach you on twitter, your new mastodon instance, and current Patreon goals.

Use .mp3, .aac, or .wma: As long as the bit rate is high enough, people won't notice. Your goal is to reach as many people as possible, so an old file format like WMA is the best. For audiophiles, also have a feed in FLAC format. In the past, 250MB episodes would have been annoying, but everybody listens on YouTube and Spotify anyway (they do the transcoding for you). If they don't, maybe the 250MB per hour will make them reconsider.

Episodes should least at least 80 minutes long: Sometimes time flies, sometimes you need a lot of time to get to the point. People love to listen to the Joe Rogan Experience, which is sometimes 3 hours long. If your guests have more to say, don't record a bonus episode, just ask yourself: What would Rogan do?

Chapter marks work against you: Chapter marks let listeners skip past the ads, but they also let them skip past the part where you announce the next listener meet-up, the new URL of the t-shirt store, and ways to contact you. It is of vital importance that in five years, people who listen to your podcast will be familiarised with the old twitter handle you used to have, the old coupon code for RAID: Shadow Legends that doesn't work any more, and the listener meet-up in downtown Mariupol.

Frequently upgrade your web site: Like I said, it's usually not worth having a web site. But if you do, you need to

keep it fresh.

To do this, you should frequently update the URL of your home page, the URLs of blog posts where users can listen to individual episodes in their browser, your commenting system, your domain name, and the character encoding of your transcripts.

Listeners love banter and personality: Don't read from a script, because that sounds lame and stilted. Don't even have an agenda or written notes. If you want to talk something out, do it live on air. If you talk to a co-host or a guest about the topic or the ground rules for the episode, then do that live on air, too. If you go off topic, or if you have to spend a minute googling something during an episode, if your dog barks, a host goes on a tangent or if there is a package delivery at the door, just say "we'll edit that part out" and then leave the whole thing in, or edit but leave in the bit where you say "we'll edit it out in post". That joke never gets old. Asking your co-hosts about the topic of today's episode gives your podcast personality, rich texture, and entertainment value. The key is to be your raw, unfiltered self. Anybody can read from a script, but only you can answer the door for an Amazon package.

Listeners love drama: If somebody sends you a mean tweet, don't ignore it and move on. Use it! Read out all the mean tweets on your podcast. Make them a regular feature. Ask your listeners whether they agree! They will shower you with sympathy and engagement. If you don't have enough twitter drama to go on, you can invite guests for drama: Get people from twitter onto your podcast. I know, it sounds like a threat when you have twitter beef with somebody and ask them onto your show where you can edit them and you have an audience that's on your side, but you're reasonable here. You can say "twitter is such a terrible format for this, let's hash it out somewhere more appropriate". In the best case, you win the twitter argument without actually having to record the episode. You can just say in your podcast they didn't want to debate you.

Don't record episode 0 or -1: Back in 2005, it was customary to record an "episode zero" as the first thing in your RSS feed. There was even a cool service (now defunct) that aggregated all every "episode zero" from feeds into a feed of upcoming podcasts. These days, you record a trailer for your podcast and that is inserted into feeds of other podcasts at Wondery, Tortoise Media, and Serial Productions. It's passé to have a 15 minute introduction to an upcoming podcast.

Similarly, it used to be customary to record one or more "negative" episodes where you just check out your recording equipment and get used to the process, figure out which segments and interview formats work. You're a professional though. You don't need to get used to hearing your own voice.

You can go the extra mile and scrub everything but the latest 5 episodes from the feed.

#podcasting #the internet is getting worse

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Plan Your Naps

Rating: G Fandom: Rise of the Guardians Characters: Jack Frost, Bunnymund, Toothiana, North, Sandy Tags: Humor, Characters Play Dungeons & Dragons, Author does not play Dungeons & Dragons Summary: For @rotgsecretsanta 2022 Prompt 55

It's hard enough DMing a game when one of the players keeps losing their dice and making everyone wait, but it's even worse when...

On AO3 here.

“Okay,” Jack said. “Roll for damage.”

They sat in relative silence while they listened to Aster picking up his dice and rolling them on the table. There was the telltale rattle of a pair of D10s skittering across wood finish, then a dip in sound as one of them stopped suddenly, and finally the impressive cursing of an Australian man growing more and more distant.

Tooth’s voice, caught halfway between worry and amusement, came over their combined speakers. “Are you okay over there?”

“Yeah,” Aster called from… somewhere. It wasn’t like any of them could tell when they were only doing audio for this Dungeons and Dragons session. “One of ‘em just rolled under my chair. I’ll find it.”

“Probably,” Jack joked, sarcasm heavy in his tone. He folded his arms on the table, over the map in front of him. His laptop sat pretty far away, making room for the notebook that kept track of their campaign and his dice tray next to it. “You know this is the kind of thing a dice tray is for, right?”

“I’ll put it on my Christmas list,” Aster grumbled, barely audible. He might not have meant for them to hear that at all. Oops.

“It’s okay,” North soothed. His tone was kind, at odds with what he said next. “I am sure we didn’t need his help, anyway.”

They shared a laugh while Aster continued to look, then laughed harder when they heard a dull thump from his mic and a new round of cursing.

Jack shook his head even though none of them could see. “You guys need all hands on deck. I mean, maybe you’ll get lucky, I’ve seen crazier stuff out of you, but this giant isn’t low level, so…”

Jack had taken care to make it a hard, but not impossible, enemy to beat. He’d even considered Aster’s usual luck with dice in calculating the giant’s health. They would need his help.

…If he ever found his other D10 again.

The rattle of a re-rolled die came over the speakers, and then Aster’s voice, clear and close. “Eight and six.”

“Awesome,” Jack said, writing fourteen down in his notes and subtracting from the giant’s hit points. “Glad to see you actually contributing.”

North and Tooth’s raucous laughter nearly covered Aster’s indignant reply. “How is it my fault if the dice hate me?”

North quieted his laughter just long enough to say, “Maybe if you didn’t throw them on floor so much?”

“You know what?” Tooth said, barely keeping her laughter in check. “If it would make you roll higher, I will buy you a dice tray.”

Even Jack had to laugh. “You might have to get him a new set, too,” he added. “This one probably has too many bad memories of carpet and rabbit fur.”

“I’ll have you know,” Aster said pointedly, “I keep my floors incredibly clean. And my babies don’t shed that much.”

“Of course, of course,” North agreed consolingly. Then he snickered again, which ruined the whole effect.

“Okay, okay,” Tooth interrupted. “Let’s get a move on. We don’t have all day. Who’s next?”

Jack consulted his notes before answering. “Alright Sandy, your turn.”

Sandy never talked much, and his proficiency with sign language was their primary argument for why these sessions should be video. Sandy had insisted that audio was sufficient though, and that he could just type his responses if the words were too much for him.

Dead silence from his mic was a little unusual, though.

“Sandy?” Jack tried again.

“Sandy?” Tooth repeated, concern in her voice. “Are you alright?”

“I’m sure he’s fine,” North said comfortingly. “Right, Sandy?” But there was still no answer. “Maybe just AFK,” he continued after a beat.

And then they heard the tiny snore.

“Oh em gee,” Jack said, just before Aster cried out.

“He’s sleeping!”

“Are you serious?” Tooth asked, disbelief all over her voice.

“He takes nap,” North said, tone flat, “while we die by giant.”

Jack snorted a laugh and had to cover his mouth to prevent the harsh sound from getting to his mic. “Maybe we can wake him up?”

“Sandy!” Tooth cried as if she really needed to throw her voice over the speakers. “Wake up!”

“Sandy, don’t leave us like this!” Aster yelled through his mic.

“Sandy!” North shouted desperately, like this was a real emergency.

There continued to be no reply. The silence stretched. They heard another little snore.

“Does anybody, like…” Jack asked awkwardly, “live near him? And can go, I don’t know, poke him or something?”

"I could, but I would have to put on pants, and I'm not going to do that." Tooth said. "I would rather lose this campaign."

Aster snorted. “Did not know you felt that strongly about pants.”

“No, I’m with her,” Jack said quickly. “Down with pants.”

“So what do we do?” North asked.

“Um,” Jack answered uncertainly. He hesitated long enough to hear another soft snore come over the speakers. “I guess we pause here until next week?”

“I guess we have to,” Tooth replied.

Aster’s grumbling floated through the speakers, again soft enough that he probably didn’t mean for them to hear. “And you say I don’t contribute.”

North laughed again. “Sandy would roll higher than you in his sleep, my friend.”

“What?” Aster yelled. They all heard his hands hit the table.

“And that is my cue to head out,” Jack said hurriedly. “Talk to you later. Bye!”

He waited just long enough to hear a chorus of goodbyes from North and Tooth, and one accusatory, “Coward!” from Aster, then Jack hit the disconnect button and sat back in his chair.

With a shake of his head and one last disbelieving laugh, Jack said to himself, or rather to a Sandy that couldn’t hear him:

“You have got to plan your naps better, Sanderson.”

#TheBunni #rotg #rise of the guardians #rotgsecretsanta2022 #jack frost #sanderson mansnoozie #bunnymund #toothiana #nicholas st north

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rainbowangel110 · 3 months

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Episode 39! Was a fun one! Let's go

So we start off with a livestream that goes wrong... cuz something exploded. As is usual with most streamers tbh.

So now we've stopped at a nearby twon who's name I cannot remember so that's fun :) but it's a metal down that's pretty industrial so we're stopping by for supplies. Dot needs a new mic but... well the others have no idea what she's talking about

So!

If y'all don't watch this show, this is a pretty big deal. Dot doesn't normally come out of her room other than to grab the occasional snack from the kitchen or something. It's pretty rare to see her out and about but even more rare for her to leave the ship, because as she puts it, "A waste of my time." The last time she was actually off the ship was the curry competition, and before that was when Liko's memories got wiped by Spinel and was left wandering in one of the cities.

Anyways smash cut to the theme song which hell yeah.

Annnnnnnnd she immediately loses the two. So they've already got what she needed and were checking out the 'vintage' section of the market, where Liko and Roy were ogling at the T.V. and radio. And then in the mere minute it took Dot to buy an old mic from one of the stalls, they vanished.

Ahhh

And then she hears yelling from an alley way which uhhhh alright guess we follow that

Okay so it wasn't bad, just some guy yelling at a Tinkatink. It's trying to take his hammer to create it's own. Tinkatinks are small, and want to make hammers to their liking using any scrap metal they can find. So this guy, working at a factory, had something that caught it's eye.

Anyways she eventually lets go, and Dot gives back it's old hammer and that mic is so getting snagged by it isn't it

Called it. Dot decided to leave it be cuz, hey the thing is already pretty old (she was going to use it as a prop but eh, change of plans)

Awwww that's adorable. you do you little squeaky pink gal

Murdock chill out, everything is fine, they were gone for half an hour at max. He's such a doting uncle to her. This is definitely embarrassing her lol.

SEX MICE SPOTTED

LEAVE THEM ALONE

They're also on the card for the mons who are just living on the ship, no trainers!

Which is just as adorable as them :)

Idk ma'am you seem pretty angry to me..... I definitely didn't see what happened though, so don't look at me.

Anyways, as Orio is interrogating everyone over the metal she was going to use.....

BABY ON BOARD!!!!!

Awww that's so cute.

NO SHE ISN'T!!! LOOK INTO THOSE EYES AND THEM ME THAT THIS LITTLE GAL IS THE CULPRIT-

Anyways one hilarious chase later....

NOOOO NOT MY BOY!!! NOT THE COLON D MON D:

So apparently it eats metal to harden it's outer shell, which explains a lot.

NOT THE HAMMER ANYTHING BUT THAT

It ate one of the masts??? Are you kidding me??? Oh this is bad.

DOT FIGHT!?!?

DOT FIGHT!!! WHOO HOOO!!!!

So uhh didn't take much screenshots of the fight cuz I was too focused on it but!

Quaxly was using water gun to create a circle of wet sand, so the Orthoworm can't escape from crawling over the sand. But Dot left one part of the circle dry. Where she was.

So the Orthworm runs straight to her, and Quaxly quickly hits it to knock the hammer out!

Which lets our baby get it and give the final blow! Gosh I wish I could gif these things it was so cool!!!

OH?

DOT HAS ANOTHER POKEMON LET'S FRWAKING GOOOO!!!!!! WHOOO!!!!!!

And now it's part of the streamer family :)

cute.

#pokemon horizons #just posting #pokémon #this was a good episode I liked it very much :)

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robinsnest2111 · 1 year

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Here's the promised Def Leppard/Mötley Crüe concert experience post <3

Under a read more because I don't want to hit any of you with this giant wall of text, videos and photos without any way to skip past lol

I arrived at the venue with time to spare, saw many people in just black bandshirts (for comfort which I totally get. Not everyone's as extra as me who dresses up like he's Mick Mars' stunt double in the 80s lol)

I sadly had to throw away my umbrella. It wasn't allowed inside the pit. I get it, hazard and whatnot. The 4€ fee to have someone look after it and only a half hour window to get it back after the concert ended seemed not worth it for a cheap umbrella so buying a new one on monday it is.

I got myself a shirt as soon as I got in. The choices were not great, gotta admit. Mötley Crüe seem to be going for some japanese-esque Samurai-inspired graphic for their new era (felt like an Iron Maiden copy-ish thing to me, not my thing)

The rest of the black shirts were meh, either too plain or prominently featuring John 5. The only shirt with Mick on it was a pale pink and was 5 bucks more expensive than everything else. All shirts and tank tops, both for Mötley Crüe and Def Leppard, were 45 bucks each (rip my June budget fr), bandanas were 25 bucks, basecaps and limited edition signed prints 35 bucks, etc. The Mötley keychains were all sold out by the end of the night, else I would've gotten one of those. My Iron Maiden keychain from 2018 is looking a bit worn and I would've loved to have a new one but oh well. I can still try and DIY one myself. I wanna get more into bleach-painting and patch making and embroidery anyway so it'd be great practice!

I had a t-shirt and tank top by the end of the night lol

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After the initial shirt purchase I still had ample time for a toilet break (and a sip of free sink water) after almost 2 hours of travel time and found a nice space in the crowd somewhere in the middle distance from where I could see most of the action on stage.

A local rock radio station did the pre-gig music entertainment. I also met 2 nice dudes who are in a band called Nathanael and play Victorian folk metal! They handed me their business card and I will definitely check them out as soon as I can, maybe even go to one of their gigs soon?

Between the rock radio station signing off and the start of the actual gigs they played some other songs to keep the crowd entertained, Fox On The Run by The Sweet among others! A personal mini highlight 🦊💕

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Mötley Crüe was up first and they took their sweet time to actually get on stage.

There was a pretty long classical music piece playing before their proper intro sequence.

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The official start was supposed to be around 6.30 pm but they got on stage at sometime around 7.30pm? My inner punctuality freak was not amused but it is what it is lol

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I loved the song selection, knew almost all of them but had trouble singing along for reasons other than my Swiss cheese brain. Not sure if it was intentional or just very unluckily adjusted speakers but most of what I heard of the songs was the droning of the subwoofers. Most of Vince's vocals and a bit of Nikki's bass, John's guitar and Tommy's drums were drowned out by the reverb of the sound system and the overwhelming boom of the speakers. Kinda disappointing. It also rendered the audio of most of the videos I filmed during their set useless. But ah well.

As this was my first time seeing Mötley Crüe on stage I have no idea if it's a common thing for the sexy dancer ladies to have their own mics and sing some of Vince's parts? It didn't matter much due to the aforementioned "subwoofer drowning out most of the sound" issue lol

And how could I forget the tits cam zooming in on the crowd, at dear Tommy's request. I guess if you're famous enough you can simply ask to see your fans' tits and most of them happily oblige. I've never seen so many tits out in the wild/on the big screens, it was strange. But it firmly cemented just how wildly asexual I am. Although I am capable of appreciating some nice boobies from an aesthetic point of view no problem, they don't do anything for me beyond that haha

Strangely, the only song the audio was fine on was Home Sweet Home. I really wish I could've heard more of Vince's voice in the other songs like that :')

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John 5's formal intro was an almost 2 minutes long guitar solo, not sure how to feel about that. Like yes, he's good, he has the skills, but. Eh.

(Loved the violin bow on guitar strings intro to Kickstart My Heart tho, that was kinda cool :P)

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Nikki and Vince introducing their older more well known songs with "Wanna hear more of our old shit?" rubbed me the wrong way? On the other hand Nikki said the band loves Germany (he even waved the German flag on stage) and loves the crowd so, eh. I guess I'm a weenie and that's just how they are haha

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Also got a little sad about them changing some of the lyrics to Smoking In The Boys Room (from "my buddies Sixx, Mick and Tom" to "my buddies Sixx, 5 and Tom") and the caricature and logo on the screens near the end of their set featuring John 5 instead of Mick. I wasn't quick enough to get a photo because the sadness of a new Mick-less Crüe era hit me full force in that moment. Can't help that my brain is hyperfixating on Mick Fucking Mars and that I missed him dearly all night long :'))))))

At least they didn't cut him out of any of the 80s footage video edits playing on the big screens during some songs. It would've been pretty asshole-ish if they did. Like completely erasing him from their band history.

On a lighter note: Vince introducing Nikki as his brother, who he has known for over 40 years, and their little in-sync swaying back and forth with the mic stand and bass respectively moment with them laughing and talking and exchanging smiles and grins was super cute :') <3

Also Tommy receiving a small bouquet of roses, smiling, and then proceeding to stuff them down the front of his pants lmao

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And that was that for Mötley Crüe

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A little break in-between, enough time for another trip to the loo and afterwards sip some more water from the sink like an animal (not gonna pay anything over 5€ for a puny little cup of water from the overpriced beverage stands, no sir)

Def Leppard were in another league compared to Mötley Crüe! Their sound was PERFECT. Very harmonic, powerful, you could hear everyone SO WELL!!! None of the pesky subwoofer problem the Crüe had, and they all looked like they had so much fun!!! I'm not as well-versed with Def Leppard's discography and all the band members (yet), but everyone looked great in their stage outfits! The lights and background videos were so nice too!!!

And they played the 2 songs I do know (Foolin' and Pour Some Sugar On Me)

but also a bunch of songs from the album they worked on during the worst of the pandemic years. Which also sounded very good!!! I'm actually considering buying that new album if I see it out in the wild for a decent price.

The background video montage for Photograph was so adorable with all the pictures from the band's history, from the late 70s to present day. They were all such adorable babies back then and seeing all the photos gave me the same warm fuzzies as looking at old band photos and candid shots online does <333

Very much a 180 to Mötley Crüe in every regard, Joe Elliott thanked us in German and English, and told us the band loves us <33

I might actually try to get more into Def Leppard now that I've seen how awesome they are on stage <33

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The crowd for Def Leppard was a little older and less rowdy, a very welcome change. Still a bunch of almost blackout drunk people, sloshing their beer everywhere and bumping into everyone around them. One major thing I dislike about bigger concerts tbh.

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I also got a bunch of compliments on my hair, make up, and outfit throughout the evening <3

Even got called Nikki (and Mick, after informing people of my style influence) a few times lol

A couple older folks said they admired my style and that you don't see many people like me anymore and that I should keep doing my thing because it's so cool to see :')<333

[Some comments bordered on some icky misogynistic topics tho, like "oh girls nowadays are too prissy and not as cool and rock-n-roll and bold and rough-and-tumble as they were in the 80s/like you", etc.

And yes, I let everyone think I'm a girl. Not worth it trying to correct tipsy and/or drunk off their asses metalheads in a loud crowded venue. I don't really pass on a masculine day; much less dressed to the nines, face slathered in theatrical 80s make up and hair backcombed and hairsprayed to hell and back.]

On my way to the train station I got to talking with some other tram passengers heading home after the concert, an older couple and two guys around my age. The couple had pretty cool battle vests, all covered in various pins and patches. One of my favourites was the Zappa For President patch on the lady's vest which made me think of @feeshies , really wish I'd asked for a photo :')

The guys my age roped me into going to a strip club with them instead of going straight home. They even covered the entry fee for me, so I didn't have to pay anything! They were very respectful and I was free to go whenever I pleased. It was interesting to see pole dancers/strippers up close in real life and not only on TV, but it's definitely not for me lol I'm too aroace and neurodivergent for this. The ladies had some badass pole skills tho! Effortlessly dancing in 10 inch platform stilettos and with barely anything covering their bodies? I could never! Kudos to the ladies!

Anyway, it was good I decided to head home around 1am, I could already feel the joint pain creeping up on me. it's full-blown throbbing and piercing agony, 7/10, now. I only got 3 hours of sleep before the aches woke me up the first time orz

But hey, 3 hours and a bit of dozing here and there are better than nothing. I spent Sunday taking it kinda easy, only did a few chores around the house, and went through all the photos and videos i took (111 files in total) of course! I weeded out all the blurry and shaky ones and the few good ones should be peppered throughout this post!

Hope y'all had a good Sunday and Monday <3

#robin's concert adventures #def leppard & motley crue world tour 2023 #here it finally is. the big huge giant post with a bunch of photos and videos #and lots of rambling of course!#i won't be sad if y'all just wanna look at the pretty pictures but if you're brave enough to read all that text? kudos to you!!!

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dojae-huh · 5 months

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https://x.com/nctdaoylng/status/1731688303487783001?s=46&t=rTl1nDzicm9BJ7P539UIhw

I’m so happy for all the acknowledgment DJJ is getting🥹 they’ve really proved to be successful beyond the company’s expectation I think. Hopefully we get a cb and maybe even a little tour (but I doubt that las part, from what I seen SM is stingy with tours;I mean Wayv hasn’t had a proper one end they’ve been a fixed unit for 5 years). Anyways,I hope this isn’t a one time thing.

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DJJ can't tour with just 10-11 songs. They can do fanmeets, the way they did during debut.

I think SM ppl are capable enough to estimate popularity of something. True, there are a lot of factors that make it impossible to be sure of the result, but the existence of overall trends (like the rize of album sales in k-pop) and experience help. Without it SM would have stopped to be a company long time ago. Just look at the number of very popular singles RV, Dream and aespa (that are aimed at SK) have had.

Doyoung wasn't sure, however, he had many dissapointments in the past (127's "failed" songs, 4 seasons).

I think DJJ did well, but not exceptionally well (considering the current tradition to buy physical albums). Enough success to continue thanks to their core fanbase (the members' fans).

Someone wrote a wiki entry for DJJ. Smart fan. The Chinese version has music shows performance table.

WayV has enough songs for a tour, so I was surprised they continued with fanmeets. Maybe the price of even a stripped concert (like Link) is much higher than a fanmeet? (props, light show). Or the goal was to strengthen the bond with the fans, nurture the young fanbase (they got many new fans recently). There is more time for showing one's character during games, dance covers and other fun silly stuff.

Doyoung bought the DJJ mics. And JaeDo are interested in the unit. So we will see it again. You, pessimistic fans, forget that SM named DJJ a fixed unit. WayV's duos didn't get such a title, although they are listed as separate acts on SM site.

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wawa-boonliang · 8 months

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Flufftober Day Four: Cinderella Moment

Summary: a cliche school dance story based on my BNHA fanfic featuring Bakugou, Izuku, Hitoshi, and Shouto. Also Dadzawa and Papa Mic.

Izuku had always known that he was rather plain looking. For all that he thought his mother was the most beautiful woman in the world, he knew that his own looks were a bit unfortunate. That isn’t to say he thought he was hideous, he just liked to think of himself as realistic.

Add that to the fact that his mom wasn’t exactly in the position to buy him a new outfit for the dance that weekend, and he knew he wasn’t going to be standing out in a good way. People would probably notice him, yeah, but more for his reputation and the fact that he’d probably end up wearing his bright red sneakers because those were the only shoes he had that fit- a birthday gift from his mom.

“I’m thinking about wearing a mask,” Hitoshi’s rather odd non sequitur broke through Izuku’s spiraling thoughts.

Shouto on Izuku’s other side, frowned. “Is it a costume party?”

“Fuck no,” said Kacchan in the passenger seat of the car they were all in. Aizawa sensei was driving them home from school. Well, to his home. Izuku was spending the night because his mom was ill and didn’t want to get him sick. “And no, you’re not, Shitstain,” Kacchan growled. “Even if I have to dress you fucking monkeys myself, you’re not gonna make me look bad by being associated with you freaks.”

“Ok.” “Yes Mom”

Aizawa sighed from the driver’s seat. “You guys have a budget of one-fifty, you hear me? Nothing ridiculous. That’s one-fifty for everything, not one-fifty plus shoes and jewelry.”

“Do I look like someone who wears jewelry, old man?”

“Do I look like someone who wears shoes?”

Aizawa sighed again.

Izuku couldn’t help but feel a bit left out. He’d probably end up wearing his old suit that his mom had bought from a thrift store a few years ago for a formal event. It didn’t quite fit anymore, but he could probably get away with rolling up the sleeves and pretending the too-short pants were a fashion choice.

Probably.

The other boys were going to go shopping with Aizawa and Papa Mic the next day. By popular vote, they were going to the local mall. Izuku was going to try and invite himself along just to hang out. It was always fun being with his friends.

As they pulled up the drive, the front door of the house flew open. Out ran Mic. He was wearing his apron, and the front was stained all over with brown and black smudges. As he got closer, Izuku caught the faintest whiff of smoke.

“Heeeeeey, honey,” Mic laughed nervously once Dadzawa had rolled the windows down.

“Hizashi.” Aizawa was doing the dad-eyebrow thing.

“So,” Mic said slowly. “I might have done that thing you told me not to do.”

“Which thing.”

“The thing where I do things without my glasses on.”

“What did you do.”

“So you know how the oven works?”

“Yes, Hizashi, I know how the oven works.”

“So I accidentally turned the dial in the wrong direction.”

“How wrong.”

“...broil.”

“For how long.”

“...an hour.”

“Did anything get destroyed?”

“...just dinner….and the pan.”

Aizawa closed his eyes and leaned back before staring at the ceiling of the car for a long moment. “Get in.” He said, sounding world weary, though that was fairly normal for him. Kacchan unbuckled and launched himself over the seats, landing in the back row with Izuku, Hitoshi, and Shouto. Izuku grunted as Kacchan kneed him in the stomach, knowing it was probably half on purpose. Kacchan made himself comfortable on top of Hitoshi, throwing his legs across Shouto and Izuku’s laps. Mic shucked off his apron and slid into the vacated passenger seat.

“Ayyyy” Mic grinned. “Mall food lets go!”

“We can go shopping after since we’ll be there anyway, right?” Hitoshi asked, a bit muffled.

“I never said we were going to the mall.”

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They went to the mall.

Without even discussing it, everyone scattered to get their own food, Izuku sticking with Kacchan since he knew the other boy would likely pay for both of them without thinking, since he already knew their financial situation. After everyone grabbed their assortment of junk food and gathered at a table in the food court, Papa Mic cleared his throat to address the table.

“So, we all need to stick together,” he started.

“I never agreed to go shopping tonight.”

“But we can hit all the stores that we want to go to no problem!” Mic finished.

Aizawa glared at him, but didn’t protest again, turning to his bowl of ramen to drown his sorrows. Hitoshi and Kacchan exchanged a look that probably meant they were planning something, and Shouto happily slurped his soba without comment. Knowing Kacchan, they were probably planning on splitting up immediately.

“If you don’t stick with the group, you’re paying for yourself,” Aizawa snapped, though he didn’t really sound angry. Hitoshi stuck out his bottom lip.

“Bold of you to assume I couldn’t.”

“Can you?”

“No.”

After everyone had eaten, Mic lead the way to the nearest clothing store that he thought would have what they would need. “So, what looks are we going for?” Mic asked.

“I want to wear a sparkly dress,” Hitoshi declared.

“Okay,” Mic agreed easily.

Hitoshi froze, visibly not having expected that. “Wait. Really?”

Aizawa gave Hitoshi an appraising look. “Really. Do you actually want a dress, or are you being a turd?”

Hitoshi looked searchingly at Aizawa for a long moment. Then, he got a familiar stubborn look on his face that spelled out well now I have to.

“Yes,” Hitoshi said, crossing his arms. “The sparkliest dress. Men’s fashion is boring.”

“Can I wear something sparkly?” Shouto asked. “Not a dress. I don’t have the legs for it.”

Aizawa blinked slowly, then appraised Shouto as if trying to parse whether or not Shouto meant that literally or if he was messing with him, too. Izuku thought, knowing Shouto, he was being perfectly serious.

“Get whatever you want, lil listeners!”

“One. Fifty.”

“Me and Shitty Hair already agreed on what colors,” Kacchan said. “Red, all the way. With orange and black accents.”

“Awwww, Kacchan, you already have a date?” Hitoshi cooed.

“Obviously. As if you don’t.”

Hitoshi grinned, ears a little pink, and he scratched the back of his head. “Heh, yeah. Fumi and I decided to surprise each other.” Hitoshi winced. “Um. Hopefully he won't regret that.” Izuku held back a snort. Kacchan didn’t.

“Who are you going with, lil listener?” Mic asked Izuku. Izuku jumped a bit, not expected to be addressed.

“Oooh, uuuhh”

“With me,” Shouto answered for him. “I’m thinking white and green, what do you think, Izuku?”

Izuku felt his whole face turn red as he struggled to find his voice.

Did he think Shouto was objectively the most attractive person in class? Clearly. He wasn’t blind. Shouto had been on the covers of magazines before, for All Might’s sake. People in the streets did double takes when he walked past. He looked like a model.

Also he was kind. And smart. And funny in a very straightforward way. And honest. You always knew where you stood with Shouto.

Usually.

“W-we–I am?” Izuku asked, baffled.

Shouto nodded as if Izuku had agreed. Hitoshi was muffling laughter into his palm. Kacchan, though, Kacchan was looking at him with an odd look in his eyes. Not a negative one. Just odd. Like he was looking at Izuku and seeing something else. He looked like that, every now and then. Izuku never really knew why or what, though.

“Soft greens,” Kacchan declared. “Like mint.”

Shouto nodded solemnly, then turned to disappear into the racks. Hitoshi grabbed Kacchan’s arm. “Ok Mr. Fashionista. Help me find a dress. I’m talking ball gown.”

“You’ll be the prettiest princess there, Shitstain.”

A warm hand landed on Izuku’s shoulder. He looked up at Mic. “Do you want any help, Izuku?”

“Oh, uh, I didn’t bring my wallet.” Izuku flushed.

Aizawa, who had been scrolling on his phone, pretending to ignore them, heaved yet another sigh. “One. Fifty. Oh my god. How many times have I said it?”

“M-me too?” Izuku asked. “B-but”

“One. Fifty.”

“C’mon, Izuku,” Mic laughed. “Before he blows a gasket.”

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Shouto was happy with what he found. A white suit with a soft green shirt. No tie. He found them too restricting. He was debating whether to go with traditional black shoes or to be adventurous and try white or gray, when he heard Izuku emerge from the changing rooms with a typical stumble.

He turned.

He froze.

Izuku was wearing a soft-looking mint green tunic suit with white embroidery. It made his hair and eyes seem even more vibrant than ever. Izuku caught him looking and he shyly pulled on the hem of his sleeve.

“Awwww, kiddo that looks so good on you!” Papa Mic crowed. “I think that’s the one!”

“Y-you think so? Isn’t it a bit much?”

“It’s perfect.”

Izuku turned back to Shouto with wide eyes. Shouto swallowed and repeated. “It’s perfect.”

“Awww, you two look so handsome together.” Papa Mic cooed.

There was loud fumbling from the furthest changing room.

“No, Shitstain, your arm goes here! Goes here! No! There, now hold still.”

“Owch!”

“I said hold still!”

Papa Mic looked concerned. Dadzawa looked bored. “You boys ok in there?”

“No looking!”

“We’re okay, Papa!”

“It’s a fucking surprise.”

When they did emerge, for some reason from the same changing room, both of them were back in their regular clothes, though Hitoshi had a huge bundle of purple fabric in his arms, and Katsuki was holding the hanger of a tuxedo that was a brilliant, shining shade of red. It looked very sleek to Shouto’s untrained eye. “I need a bowtie,” Katsuki declared. “And then I’m done.”

“I need shoes,” Hitoshi declared. “Papa, hold this.” He shoved the bundle into Papa Mic’s arms, who took it and gently shook it out to get a better look. It was, in fact, very sparkly, with shimmering threads of silver twirling across the surface like flowering vines.

“See, babe,” Papa Mic dug an elbow into Dad’s side. “I told you it wouldn’t take that long. It’s not like shopping with Nem. They’re too boys to take that long.”

“That’s sexist.”

“I’m right and you know it.”

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Katsuki had lived this before. Before, he’d stood in the corner, forced to go by his mother, wearing a plain-ass black tux. He’d gone stag. Partly because he hadn’t asked anyone, mostly because people would have been too afraid to say yes had he asked. He’d done little besides drink punch and fuck around on his phone.

This time

“You look great, man,” Kirishima said, softly, offering his arm. Katsuki scoffed and hooked Eijiro’s arm around his before being the one to lead them onto the dance floor. People were already dancing like drunk squirrels, and Katsuki was determined to show them who’s boss.

“You look like someone else dressed you,” Katsuki offered a bit meanly, but Eijiro, as always, read between the lines and laughed. Eijiro was wearing a regular suit, not a tux like Katsuki, but the cut suited him well. It was a darker shade of red than what Katsuki was wearing, but the look of the two shades side by side was pleasing.

Eijiro was about to say something, when he cocked his head to look over Katsuki’s shoulder. “Bro.”

“What?” Katsuki turned around, then he rolled his eyes. “Fucking diva.”

It was his dumbass brother in his dumbass strapless floor-length satin tulle ball gown. Though, even Katsuki had to admit that he – Katsuki, not Shitstain – did a great job picking it out. The glittery violet fabric looked great on Shitstain’s complexion, and Papa did a good job on his hair and make-up. His hair wasn’t the usual gravity defying rats nest. It had been tamed, laying down in curls with the sides braided to meet in the back.

“HITOSHI”

Katsuki had to bite back a laugh. That Fucking Chicken was staring across the room to where Shitstain was descending down the stairs like a fucking princess, beak agape. Before, neither of them had ever been in a serious relationship – to his knowledge anyway. He didn’t think they’d even been friends.

He liked this better.

Hitoshi glided across the floor in his five-inch heels that were made of approximately three pounds of metal, plastic, and glitter. The grace was a result of days of practice walking in them up and down their hallway when he thought no one was paying attention. Well, even Katsuki had to admit it paid off when Tokoyami stared up at him with wide eyes.

“Y-you um your visage is uh er uh the starlight of your countenance h-has” For once, it seemed like the Chicken was lost for words. Hitoshi’s eyelashes dipped shyly as he peered through them at Tokoyami.

“You look handsome,” Hitoshi told him. “Even with how dark it is, you stand out.”

And it was true. Tokoyami was wearing a gray vintage style tailcoat with an overall steampunk vibe. Katsuki might not think he was handsome, but he did stand out.

Tokoyami drew himself up, inhaled deeply, and said. “You’re breathtaking. Even with all of the many lights decorating the room, you stand among them as the brightest.”

And then Katsuki had the great misfortune of seeing their first kiss.

He wasn’t at all pleased.

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warmaidensrevenge · 2 years

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Joseph Quinn falls for a peasant.

Joseph Quinn x Plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

Ok I'm gonna dabble into this real world type setting. Because my heart aches.

Warning: language, and angst.

Not proof read and no word count

Summary: life is hard for Joe. He loves all the attention he's getting but it makes it hard to find a nice girl. But one day changes everything.

If you would like a part 2. Please let me know. If not. Well I'm gonna write it anyways. This is my swamp and I do as I please. Kay love ya bye.

Part 1: what ifs?

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It's been a year since Stranger Things and Joe is still at the forefront of everyone's mind. The sudden eruption of his career was overwhelming for him. Of course he was used to the small interactions he got before he portrayed the character famously know as Eddie Munson. But after just a mere 20 minutes of screen time changed his life forever. Trying to adjust to this added fame was hard to say the least. Constant travels to places that he only dreamt of going where now his new normal. Hotel rooms where his new scene. To be honest, he hated it. The stupid TSA, the continuous harassment he got from obsessive fans got to be too much. Sure he loved all those who supported him and got him to where his is now. But sometimes he would just like to rest. To top things off he was lonely. Even being in a room full of people there solely to see him, it still felt like no one really saw him. Besides the men and women who threw themselves at him. He was 29 about to be 30 and he still lives with his parents in south London. Not that he minded it. But he wanted to take care of his mum and his family that have supported him through out his journey. That's why he agreed to do modeling too. He wanted to earn enough to get his parents a house. So he was on a constant move. But his was missing something or someone. He met a lot a good looking woman. Some not so nice. But none the less still women who were interested in him. Weeding through the real ones not full with lust was harder than he thought it would be.

After a while he decided since he spent so much time in America he would get an apartment there. But definitely not in LA. He hated LA. It was just to much for him. So he decided to get a studio apartment in Seattle. Close enough to California but far enough to not be bothered so much when he would film and model. He picked a lovely place that was high up that he could over look the city. He liked Seattle so much because it reminded him of the weather in London. He would go out to this small tavern to drink and sometimes play a song or 2. They had an open mic night twice a week and he loved it. He would always wear outfits to hide his identity. But every once in a while someone would recognize him.

One morning he was walking to a small coffee shop to get a tea when he bumped into a woman coming out while he was going in. Spilled her drink all over her.

" Oh I-I I'm so sorry."

Your were holding your shirt away from yourself. "It's ok. I should have been paying attention"

He watched as you took off your hand bag and jacket.

" Could you please hold this?" You said holding out your things to him.

For some reason or another you didn't look at him. You had taken off your shirt leaving you in a black spaghetti strap under shirt.

" I'm so sorry. Please let me buy you another drink" he offered.

You shook your head an took your jacket and bag back. " No that's ok. Thank you but I'm running late."

That's when you finally looked at him.

Oh my god! That's Joseph Quinn.

" Umm you have a good day." You said before turning heel and sped walked away.

He called after you, but you were already crossing the street.

Does she not no who I am?

He was dumbfounded. Normally people recognize him instantly. But you didn't really give him the time of day. He went into the shop and order a tea. That's when he saw a familiar look the servers gave to him.

" Oh my god Joseph Quinn" one of the employees said.

" Ello love." He loved at the reaction he got.

After a few pictures and autographs he spoke to one of the employees about the woman who had just left. He found out that you were a regular. That you went every Friday in the early mornings. But today you were running late. He wanted to see you and apologize again. At the very least get your name. Which he did. And from the information he received, he found out you worked in a building up the street. He wanted to come back the next Friday but he was going to Milan for a fashion show. So it was gonna have to wait.

...

Did that really just happen? What the actual fuck.

Making your way up the block to work you couldn't help but think about who the hell you just ran into and who you walked away from without so much as a hello.

No that can't be him.

As you made your way into the building you opened up the office and turned on the light. There were already a few clients waiting for you. You had set up the front desk and turned on yours and Brenda's computer. You and her were receptionist/ assistants in a lawyers office. Normally you were never late. But last night you decide to get high with your best friend Colin who came to visit from Minnesota. You met Colin when you lived in Wisconsin a few years back. But when he went to college you had a job opportunity in your favorite city. So you packed up and moved to Seattle after your 6 year relationship ended.

The day was filled with clients and small talk with Brenda. She was this nice older woman who had been working there for the greater part of her life.

You were sitting in the break room picking at your salad still thinking about the guy you ran into this morning.

" What's is it hun?"

You looked up to Brenda who was making her way to the table.

" Uh nothing I'm just not that hungry."

" How is that when all you eat are salads?"

"I'm trying this keto diet. I really need to lose some weight. The doctors said that it's the reason why I can't sleep. I even have a stupid sleep study on Sunday."

" Oh you're gonna get a CPAP machine. Those things are a pain."

" Yeah. I just hope I don't need one. So I'm trying to drop a few pounds. Maybe that will help with my snoring."

" Sure sure. So what are your plans for the day?"

" Colin? That's the gay one right?"

Your face filled with excitement. " Oh man Colin is here for a few days so I'm gonna take him to see Wicked."

" So when are you gonna start seeing someone?"

He's literally my only friend.

You nodded.

" Hun don't let work run your life. You are young. It's time to start getting out there."

" What? No please we work too much to have a life like that."

You hadn't dated anyone since Lucas. You guys actually had gotten engaged when you realize that he wasn't the one for you. He was upset of course but he understood that the marriage would have never worked out if the love wasn't mutual.

You went home around 4:30 and found your bestie doing some light reading.

" Poop! I've missed you." You said walking over to the couch.

" Bitch where have you been all my life?"

You laughed and hugged him. " So you're moving here with me right? I have a spare room."

" I wish. But I have one more year until I graduate and get my teaching license."

" Then you're gonna move here? There's loads of schools you can work at."

" Yeah that will be cool. Just don't give my room away or we're fighting."

" Oh poop I would never." You pouted

" So I have to tell you something."

You nodded and sat back against the couch.

" So I have this guy friend right. And I really like him but he's like straight."

You raised an eyebrow.

" Yeah yeah I know. Unavailable. But I just can't help it he's so fucking hot."

" Is that right?"

" Oh man y/n you don't even know. Here let me show you."

You watched as he opened Instagram and pulled up the guys profile. He was cute. Super cute. Totally Colin's type.

"Nice."

" I know right! We work at target together and man I just can stop looking at him. Do you think I can turn him to the dark side."

" Well poop I don't know. Does he have a girlfriend or anything?"

" No I don't think so. My Friend Cassie's said that she's never seen him with anyone. OH SHIT! Ok check this out. So one day we were working and Cassie started to freak out. She went to a customer and she asked for a hug and a picture. So I went over there with her and I'm like ' Who are you?' and he laughed and said that he wished more people were like me. Anyways after he left Cassie was so fucking happy. She said that he played some character in Stranger Things. Some guy named Eddie."

Your mouth dropped.

" Yeah right! So anyways that's when Ben..the hot straight guy I'm in love with came up and was like 'Oh my god his accent is so hot' and that got me wondering."

" Wait wait hold on...back that's shit up. Are you telling me you met Joseph Quinn?"

" Umm I guess."

" You guess!" You pulled out your phone and showed him a picture of him that you pulled up from Google. "Is this the guy?"

" YEAH! Oh my god. He's so fuck fine."

I mean yeah but

" Anyways soooo he said that he was hot right. Like I couldn't have made that up. So there might be a chance you know?"

" Ok ok. Yes that sounds a bit sus. But I don't know. Just ask."

" What?! I can't do that you know me."

" Yes I do poop. And I know you've gotten better at talking to guys. So just try."

" Yeah. I should just talk to him. Hey want to smoke?"

" Of course my horse." You got up and opened a window while Colin pulled out a blunt.

You sat back down. " so I can't believe you met Joseph Quinn. That's so fucking crazy. I could swear I ran into him this morning."

Taking a hit he passed it to you. " Bitch you know he lives here right?"

You shook your head and let out the smoke until you couldn't hold it anymore. "Nope. I don't look him up or anything. He's kinda just everywhere. I try not to get on social media because he's literally all I see."

" Well I do. He's 29 and he lives here sometimes to be closer to work. But he hates Americans and he really hates LA."

"Really?"

Then why the hell would he do that?

" Yeah and his birthday is coming up in a few months."

"Colin are you stocking the poor guy?"

" Well no and yes. Did you know he can actually play the guitar?"

" Umm yeah I saw a video once on TikTok."

" Oh shit come here. I'll show you all the shit I've seen. Man if this guy said for me to hop on his dick I wouldn't question it."

Same

"Gross"

The rest of the night Colin was going on an on talking about Joseph and his new love interest.

...

After an amazing weekend you said your goodbyes to your best friend. Monday morning was a weird one. Brenda was already there. You walked into the office and saw a bouquet of flowers on the counter. Brenda peaked her head to the side.

" Hey pretty flowers."

" They're for you."

Me?

" Who are they from?" You asked smelling the flowers.

" A Mr. Joe Quinn."

WHAT?! HOW?! WHAT?!

" What?"

" He's cute." Brenda said while holding up an autograph picture of Eddie Munson. " Is this the guy from Stranger Things?"

You didn't answer from the shock to your system.

"Y/n it is him. When did you start seeing-" Brenda paused to read the back of the photo. "To Miss y/n, please accept the flowers and an apology for the mishap that happened on Friday. I know your wondering how I found you. Well technically I did not. I sent out a few bouquets to all the offices in the building in hopes one would find you. My apologies again. I hope to see you soon. Possible have a drink?" Sincerely Joe."

He remembers me. Also how did he know my name?

" Umm let me see that." You held out your hand to take the photo from Brenda. You studied it and reread it again."

" Friday? That was they day you didn't have your normal Friday shirt on. Did you sleep with him?"

You shot your head up to look at her. " God no Brenda. What kind of woman do you think I am?"

"Hey no judgement here. He's a very handsome. If only I was 30 years younger."

" Stop it. I was running late that day and I rushed out of the coffee shop down the street and we ran into each other. Spilled my coffee all over me. I took off my shirt and when I finally saw him I was too shy to introduce myself . Anyways, I left in a hurry because well I was late."

" Did he introduce himself?"

You shook your head.

"hmm I wonder what he means by seeing you again. Would you go out for a drink with him?"

" umm no. He's famous no way would we be able to have a normal conversation without interruptions."

" Well maybe you could have him over to your place. Or maybe vice versa."

" I wouldn't even know how to get a hold of him"

" Hmmm let's see." Brenda opened up a browser while you grabbed the flowers and set them behind you on the desk.

You smelled them once more before looking to see what Brenda was doing.

How to get a hold of Joseph Quinn?

"Oh sweet baby Jesus Brenda don't do that. I don't want to hang out with him?"

" You liar. I can tell you like him."

" No I don't even know him to like him."

" Well you find him attractive then. I can definitely see why. You see how big his eyes are. Like a baby cows eyes....so pretty."

Yeah they are.

" See look it lists his American agent phone number." Brenda pointed out and grabbed the phone.

" NO! BRENDA PLEASE DON'T." You tried to hang up the company phone but she kept you from it.

She quickly dialed the number while you begged her.

" Shhh it's ringing."

" Brenda please." You pleaded but she held up a finger to shush you. You could feel your eyes swell from embarrassment.

" Hi. Hello is this Joe Quinn agent?" Brenda listen while you shook your head. Tears threatening to leave you.

" yes I'm calling about some flowers that were delivered to y/n.....Yes uh huh she got them.....yes that's why I called I'm her assistant and I would like to schedule something.......oh out of the country.....uh huh....so when will Mr. Quinn be returning?.....ok how about we schedule something for let's see."

Brenda looked at you and just kept mouthing no's.

"Ok she will be available this Thursday for lunch.... perfect sounds great thank you... goodbye."

Your head was in your hands.

Oh my god this is not happening. This has to be a joke.

"See not that hard."

" I hate you Brenda."

" That's ok a lot of people do. Can I keep this?" She said holding up the picture.

" Sure"

Why would he want to see me again? Wasn't the flowers enough? I thought it was too much.

...

The rest of the week was agonizing. You could not stop thinking about your upcoming appointment. It couldn't have been really right. Joseph doesn't do shit like this.

After calling Colin he convinced you to just go to lunch with him. And though you honestly didn't want to you decide on it. It's not that you didn't like him, because obviously he's gorgeous. It's just what on earth would someone with such popularity want to share a meal with someone so...well plain.

Waiting outside the small mom and pop shop under your apartment, you were having doubts. You were early so you could look at the menu and find something without sugar or carbs. But there was little to nothing. But you were definitely gonna order something. You didn't want him to think that you were just another girl trying to hide the amount of food you ate. That's when you saw a red Porsche pull up and park.

Oh fuck

...

After his run in with you, Joe immediately called his assistant to get flowers sent out. He had him attach a signed copy of a photo of Eddie Munson in hopes that maybe if you didn't recognize him that maybe now you would. Then maybe give him a chance to make it up to you.

" Joe! How was it?"

When he finally got to Milan there were troves of fans and models. Most of them being incredibly beautiful. After a long night of photos and interviews he was able to get some rest in a hotel. His phone went off. He looked and it was Jamie face timing him.

" Good mate. Real good."

" Fantastic. When are you coming back?

"I should be back in Seattle on Monday morning."

" Great! So I'm having a party on Friday. Please come. There will be food and drinks, women."

" Yeah sounds good mate."

" Perfect! So any lovelies joining you tonight?"

" No Jamie you know I don't bring anyone back."

" Well you need to. It's already hard being in this business. But doing it alone is so much harder."

" You know I've been looking. It's unbelievable difficult finding someone who is real. And actually nice. Instead of pretending to be just so they can see me. Then completely change course when I do give them a chance."

" Well you either need to lower your standards mate or find someone who isn't in this business."

Joe was quiet for a moment. Y/n.

"Joseph? Have you met someone?"

"Well not officially" he said rubbing the back of his neck.

" Alright. Spill the tea."

Joe went on about the encounter he had with the pretty woman at the coffee shop.

" Oh Joseph. Oh no. Joseph you didn't."

"Well what was I suppose to do mate. I needed her to know who I was."

" But you sent her an autograph"

Fuck

"I understand it was too much."

" You think?" Jamie said sarcastically

" Yes but what if she actually didn't know who I was?"

" I'm sure she does. You're Americas sweetheart. Everyone knows you."

"Then why wouldn't she ask for a picture or anything?"

" Maybe it's because she was running late to work. Or maybe she's not that big of a fan. Or she's doesn't care that your famous. Who knows? So has your assistant gotten back to you yet?"

" No. I don't think the bouquets won't be there until Monday."

" Oh so is it too late to take out the photo?"

" Yes it's already gone to the florist."

" Well good luck with that. And if you do get a chance to officially meet and it turns out you like her. Bring her to my party and let us meet her. And we will give you the approval." Jamie winked and hung up before Joe could protest.

He got ready for bed sending a text out to him mum and his assistant. The assistant got back to him right away saying the flowers were still pending.

Please get them. He thought before falling asleep.

...

Monday morning he got off the plane and made his way to his car. Once in he looked at his phone and turned off airplane mode. He immediately got a text from his assistant

'Lunch appointment on Thursday with Miss y/n l/n. Meet at Lola's cafe.'

He was excited. You got his gift and you didn't freak out about the other thing attached to the flowers. He looked at the address and smiled. It wasn't far from his loft. He loved that place. It had the best carrot cake he's ever tasted.

Thursday couldn't come soon enough. He was anxious. Surprising to say the least. He was always shy. And the fact that he did anything like this was not like him at all. But he was glad he did it. He wanted to get there early so he could see if they had his favorite cake. He saw you standing outside waiting.

He parked his car and tried to calm his nervousness. It's been a while since he felt like this. And he didn't know it but you were feeling the same way.

I see you're early as well.

He got off the car with his assistant to greet you but he tripped on the curb. Not paying any attention to the big step up. He almost fell but caught himself. He was looking at you hoping beyond hope you didn't see that. But you had dropped your body a bit and leaned forward to try and catch him if he did fall. Your face was filled with concern. He liked it. But once you saw that he was fine you gave him a soft smile and shook your head.

Joe nodded for his assistant to go inside while I'm could have a moment alone with you.

" Ello. I'm Joe."

" Yes. Nice to meet you. I'm y/n."

You held out your hand for a shake and he took it. Your hands were so soft and warm. He didn't want to let it go but deemed it inappropriate.

" I hope your hungry this place has the best food. And their carrot cake is to die for."

Your smile was so lovely he wished it would never go away.

" Why thank you. I make it for them."

" You do?" He was taken back.

You giggled. " Yes the owners are my landlords. And I help make their desserts sometimes. That's my apartment right up there." You pointed at the top of the building

You live close to me then? Perfect.

" Oh that's wonderful. Well your going to have to show me how you make that next time."

Next time. There's gonna be a next time? You thought

" So shall we?" He asked holding the door open for you.

" Yes thank you." You replied going in.

Polite and beautiful.

You guys put in your orders and sat down. After a few seconds of awkward silence Joe apologize again. You told him it was fine. That it was just an accident and that he didn't have to buy you lunch or send gifts.

He was gonna respond when the server came with food and drinks. You looked at him and smiled. You did the sign of the cross and muttered 'thank you Jesus for this food' under your breath.

He grinned at you when you did this. He was gonna speak again but a crowd of people came in and were being unruly loud.

You looked up and saw a gaggle of girls staring at Joseph's back.

" Looks like you have some visitors." You said nudging your head towards the females.

He turned and his heart sank. Just once would he like to have a meal in public without being bothered. Especially now that he was sharing a meal with you. He turned back around to face you.

" I'm so sorry."

You just grinned. "Don't be sorry. They are here for you. Go. Or else they will never stop staring."

He nodded and made his way outside with the crowd following him and his assistant. After about 20 minutes of photos and signing away he still had a line of people waiting for him.

" Hey Tim is there anyway we can go back in. I really would like to spend some time with y/n."

" Oh I'm sorry sir. She left 5 minutes ago. She said she was sorry but she had to go back to work. But she did give me this."

Joe felt awful. Seems like you two wouldn't be able to have any time alone. He took the piece of paper from his assistant and stepped back from the fans to read it.

It was the recipe for the cake. He smiled. He must absolutely see you again. This time just you two. After about an hour he had his assistant try and set up a dinner date for tonight. But your assistant gave him your number so Joe could call you personally. It's been a while since he's done that. Normally his friends and family were the only ones who knew his personal line. But for some reason he didn't mind if you had it.

Once he got to his loft he called. It rang about 4 times before you answered.

" Hi. Umm can you please remove my number from you call list. I would really appreciate it. Thank you."

Joe's eyes widen when you hung up.

Wait what?

So instead of calling you again he messaged you.

" Ello love it's Joe from lunch. I was wondering if you would like to have dinner tonight?"

You looked at your phone and almost fainted.

Oh my god. I just hung up on Joseph Quinn. Fuck me!

Instead of texting him back you called him.

He answered right away.

" Ello."

" Hey Mr Quinn I'm so sorry I thought you were a telemarketer."

He chuckled " You can call me Joe and it's completely a'right. I understand."

" I uhh. How did you get my number if you don't mind me asking?"

" Your assistant gave it to my assistant."

"My assistant?"

" Uh yes Brandy I believe."

" Ohhh you mean Brenda. Yeah that lady is such a meddler."

" Oh why's that?"

" Ok Quinn can I be honest with you?"

" Always."

You cleared your throat. " So Brenda is not my assistant. We are actually both receptionist/assistant at the law offices of Mark and Decker. She was the one who signed for the flowers and the one to read your note. Once I told her that I didn't plan or even know how to get ahold of you. She took it upon herself to set up the lunch."

" So you're saying you went out on a date with me under protest?"

Shit

What? That was a date? You freaked

" Umm no not at all. It was really nice of you to show. I thought I was being punked or something."

" Didn't that show get cancelled?"

" I'm not sure. I think so."

"I'm sure you wouldn't. So what's this about dinner?" You tried not to sound to egger.

" Oh no love I wouldn't do that to anyone."

Oh my Lord. If he keeps calling me that I will pass the fuck out.

" Yes of course, I was wondering if you cared to join me for supper?"

"That's sounds nice. But umm do you mind if we don't go out in public?"

" I was just about to ask you the same thing."

" Oh great thank you. Would you like to come over to my place? I had already taken out some chicken for dinner if you don't mind."

"No I don't mind at all. Should I bring a bottle of wine?"

" You can for yourself. I'm sorry I don't drink."

"Oh that's fine I'll just bring some punch or something."

" Don't worry about it. I have everything here. Just come around 7?"

" Absolutely. I'll be there."

" Great. Umm see ya soon."

" Yes. Um be seeing you."

He hung up the phone. He was so damn nervous he had to take a puff of his inhaler to be able to breath again. He was so excited that he went to his closet and looked for a proper outfit for a date that was 5 hours away. That's when his received a text. He thought for a moment that you were gonna cancel on him but to his relief it was Tim.

Tim reminded him about his flight tomorrow to LA in the early morning. He had to do an interview on Jimmy Fallon again with Jamie, Sadie, and Joe. Then after, celebrate with Jamie and the others. But now that he was able to see you again. He didn't want to go. He wanted to spend as much time as he could with you before he was off again to a different show or whatever Con he was booked to go to.

After you hung up you sunk to the break room floor. You had been walking around trying to calm yourself when you were talking to him. You could not believe this was happening. You wished someone would punch you in the face so that you could wake up from this dream. When Brenda came in to check on you. You explained to her what just happened and what you were thinking. That's when she leaned down and smacked the shit out of you.

You gasped as your head turned from the slap and your eyes watered. You looked back at her. Not believing she actually just hit you.

"See hun your fine. This is really happening. And you have a date with Joseph fucking Quinn. Now get your ass up and get back to work."

You nodded and got up still in shock.

Holy shit I'm having dinner with Joseph fucking Quinn.

...

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ageless-aislynn · 1 year

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Rules || Share 10 facts about yourself and tag 10 other blogs! I want to get to know my mutuals, and the people I follow a little bit :) The facts can be about anything!

Tagged by @mrtobenamedlater, thank you!

1. I vid by using a lot of line-of-sight, meaning I find the beat I want the action to match on the audio line and line it up that way. I, of course, also watch the video/audio preview window but, for fine tuning the beat use, I rely on line-of-sight to get things hitting when I want it to. Hopefully. 🤞😣🤞😂

Here, have a random cap of “Like Ghosts” (John/Kai, Halo) as it was in progress. 😉

2. Once I finish my WIPs, I plan on taking a sabbatical from writing. I’m honestly not sure for how long, I’ll have to see how I feel when I get there. Right now, that means, over on the Halo side of the Field of WIPs, finishing “15 Minutes” and “Recreation” and, for the Flash, “The Price,” “Guardian Angel”, “Split” (temp name for final fic in the Ghost of Eobard Thawne series) and whatever I can come up with for the final Snowells Week for this year.

3. I now have way more games in my Steam library than I’ll ever play in my life.

This is mostly because of how I like to play. I like to get to know a game, to become familiar and comfortable with it. This is why the Halo MCC was perfect for me: I can replay something like Reach a million times and either do exactly what I usually do and STILL have something unexpected happen or I can try out something totally new and different. Like, I had no idea for the longest time that you can save the Troop ‘hog on ONI: Sword Base, the one that drives across the way and gets blown up by the Wraiths as soon as the door opens when you pick up the target locator. But you can TOTALLY save it (with the Acrophobia skull and a plasma pistol 😉) and drive it all of the way through the rest of the mission with a full load of 3 marines and Kat along with you until you reach the elevator section! It will be on fire the entire time but its health is fine, it’s all just cosmetic. So I always save the Troop ‘hog now, unless I have a reason to need a Warthog with a turret on it. I love my Flamin’ Troop ‘hog! I named it Trooper because I’m original and unique. 😎👍

If I have to not save them, I always dramatically exclaim, “NOOOO, MAH BOYS!!!” when Trooper goes boom. 😭😭😭 We also pause to acknowledge Trooper’s destroyed shell when we return to the base later. 😥😉

Anyway, playing like this means I’ll replay one game over and over and, with long games, well... I can spend a LOT of time on them, rather than “one and done” playthroughs and move on to the next one. I just find this more fun than always learning something new. 🤷‍♀️

4. I wish I could take good photos of my action figures but I have a lack of decent light, a serious need for a tripod or something to steady my camera and I could definitely use some cool or interesting backdrop/dioramas. 😕

5. Speaking of action figures, my Master Chief in his Olaf bathrobe is one I’m always going to keep right next to me. I think of him as my Cozy Chief, lol.

6. This is my most popular vid on Youtube. It’s 14 years old and was a request.

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7. I think this is a GIF I’m going to get a lot of use out of

I feel like I buffer a lot these days, lol!

8. I listen to a lot of ASMR and I highly recommend it if you have trouble sleeping, need something to listen to while you work or study that is “background noise-ish” or if you have anxiety. If you’ve tried before and didn’t like it or didn’t find it helpful, I also really recommend trying different types. There’s tapping, scratching, mic noises, nature sounds, no talking, whispering, fast, slow, roleplays... Honestly, it’s kinda endless at this point, lol! Headphones recommended as well to get the best effect, IMO. Oh and an ad blocker because there’s nothing worse than drifting to sleep at long last and then HERE, BUY THIS PRODUCT!!!! blares you back awake. 😱🤬😉

9. This is the most recent Barbie I bought. She’s sooooo pretty and has a real, knitted sweater!

(Barbie Extra #20 😉)

My mom and I started collecting Barbies in the last year of her life and it makes me feel closer to her, especially if I find something I know she would’ve liked or if I get a great deal on something. Or whenever I find a Barbie shoe pack, lol. I can still hear her telling me, “We need more shoes! Barbie never has too many shoes!” and those are some trufax right there. 😉

10. I’ve struggled to find interesting answers for this that I haven’t told you over and over before. So in lieu of a (nonexistent 😛😉) cool final fact about me, here’s a hug to carry you on your way today.

Tagging: anybody who’d like to do this *boops your nose politely* 😉🤗💖

#10 facts about yourself #tag game #barbie #master chief #action figures #halo: reach #vidding #random #ageless aislynn

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2022.12.18 - https://weibo.com/l/wblive/p/show/1022:2321324848134822953015

Just stream for a little bit~ My throat feels uncomfortable~~

LYN: Good evening, everyone. Welcome to Modern Brothers’ Liu Yuning’s Livestream. LYN: I’m going to stream for a small while. It’s been a while since I last streamed. I just really haven’t had the time. Hurry and go spread the news. Usually when I stream I will make an announcement beforehand, but I didn’t do that today. Go call people over. I’ll only stream for a small while and then... I’ll go to sleep.

C: This is too late, isn’t it? I’m already sleepy! LYN: Friends, it’s 9p. You’re sleepy? Are you planning on getting up early tomorrow? Going to the market to buy some fresh vegetables?? This is too early to be sleepy isn’t it?? If you sleep at 9p, are you waking up at 4a?

C: I’m waiting to watch the game. LYN: What time is the game? What time is it at? I’ll do my best to make sure I don’t stream at the same time as the World Cup games. I don’t want it to seem like I’m trying to steal their views or anything. I don’t think I would beat them out, anyway. // Is it at 11? Then, I will leave when the game starts.

LYN: My voice is a little hoarse, my throat is uncomfortable. But... don’t you think it sounds better? Is it like you’re listening to a cow talk, right now? Moo~ C: It’s like how you sounded before. LYN: My voice is hoarse, but it’ll be fine in a few days. I’ve had a lot of pressure from work lately, there are some things on my mind as well. So I’ve got a bit of shanghuo. I’m fine. It’ll clear up in a few days.

LYN: A lot of you are worried about my foot- it’s fine. It’s just... fractured. If you say it’s a big thing, it’s not really. Just that the bone’s fractured. We’re not going to play the pity game, though. I’m young, right? Especially when shooting fight scenes, injuries are normal. I would always get hurt shooting fight scenes, but it’s just that this injury is just a little heavier than the previous ones. I’ve got to take care of it, and it’ll take about three months for it to heal. Three months and I’ll be able to walk normally. So for now... I’ve just got to take care of it. LYN: The cast can come off in a month, and then I can try walking around with a crutch. It’ll take three months for me to completely heal. So... we’ll see.

LYN: I saw that some people knew I had hurt my foot and their first reaction WASN’T to feel sorry for me. I was sad. You know what their first reaction was? It was to ask, “Then, can you still attend the New Year’s events?!” // Truly a career-fan. They just want to know if my injury will affect my future career prospects. C: Will you go with crutches? LYN: No. I’ll be in a wheelchair. If I were hobbling around the airport with a crutch I think I’d tire myself to death. I don’t really feel influenced by my foot, other than the fact that I can’t do anything by myself. I’ve got two hands for support and one leg to hop on. All I do everyday is hop around on one leg. It’s tiring, so don’t let me walk so much.

C: An electric wheelchair? LYN: Yes. I went online and bought an electric wheelchair. XD I went to get a check-up and the doctor told me it would take three months for me to walk normally. You know me- I’m the type who “欲善其事，必先利其器” (needs good tools to do a good job). No matter what I do, know that my equipment will be top-notch. The guitar, for example, I can’t play it very well so I compensate by buying a very good quality guitar. My singing is average so I bought a very good mic. Like that. No matter what I do, the equipment will always be the best. even if it were my leg, I’d still buy a good quality wheelchair. I don’t want to look haggard hobbling through the airport so I bought an electric wheelchair... because it’s fun but also convenient. When my foot’s better I’ll raffle it off in my stream- the electric and the manual one. Two crutches, as well. I’ll separate them though- one crutch each winner. You can keep it as a souvenir. I heard it’s not good to keep these items when you’re one using them so, I should just give them away and be done with it. C: Ning-ge, you said it was superstitious to keep them at home, but you’re raffling them off to us to keep in OUR homes. Don’t you think that doesn’t bode well for us? LYN: .... Now that you say that, it does seem a bit untoward. That makes it seem like I’m a really evil idol. Others give you fortune, and here I am giving you misfortune. LYN: Alright, I’m joking, I can’t give those things away. When I’m done with them they’ll go straight in the trash. You can listen to my stream, but listen for entertainment only. Geez.

C: I came late. LYN: No, you’re not late. I only started at 9:10p~ You’ve only missed the first ten minutes or so. When I stop streaming you can make up those first ten minutes. It’s amazing. In the first few minutes I showed off a really cool performance- you missed it.

C: Give them (medical equipment) to the hospital. LYN: Yes, I know. I’ll leave them to the hospital when I’m done and it’ll go to someone who needs it.

- will wrap with YNGS around early January, but there’s no fixed date bc they are taking some time to shoot additional/filler scenes - apologizes for not sounding nice bc his voice is hoarse :’(

C: You can still shoot with a broken bone?! LYN: Mm... what do you expect? Let’s think about this for a moment. They said the bone was broken and it’d take three months to heal. You want the drama to stop shooting for three months?? You want them to have to wait three months for me to get better and THEN continue with filming? The world doesn’t revolve around you, and nothing in this world is alive for you. LYN: The bone was broken so I went to the hospital to get a check-up and an x-ray. At first I thought there was no problem, because when doing fight scenes you’re going to get injured and maybe twist your ankle a little. It’s happened a lot and this time was the same, I thought. But it really did start to hurt quite a lot, and I did hear a cracking sound. At the time people asked me if I was okay, and I said I was, just that I needed to rest a little. The crew is very good, and told me they’d send me to the hospital just to get it looked at. I didn’t want to go. I said, “I’m fine. I’m a man, and men need to fight!” and I started singing for them- no, I didn’t. I didn’t want to make a big deal out of a small injury, and then have rumors spread that I was making a fuss and being unprofessional. I could stand the pain, if it were just a twisted ankle. But after a while it really hurt too much, so they insisted they take me to the hospital and this time I agreed to go. LYN: I thought, if I had just twisted it, they could apply some ointment and I could go. Then they did an x-ray, and I thought nothing of it, but then the doctor said, “Aiya. You’ve fractured your bones.” Very nonchalantly. I asked if it was serious, and they said, “It’s alright. Fractured in two places.” This doctor has definitely seen a lot, they were so casual about it. The only thing I could do was get a cast and take care of it. I said, “Doctor, I have a unique profession. Is there any method that could allow me to walk, even though it’s fractured?” and they said, “No way. It has to be in a cast. You shouldn’t move it.” I asked if I could lightly apply pressure, in order to stand on it? But that was also vetoed, because the leg needed to be elevated. Have you seen in the movies, when someone breaks their leg and then it’s in a cast and held up in a sling? So then I said, “I’m a celebrity. Can you not tell? (XD) I need to work. The crew can’t wait.” And the doctor said, “Even celebrities need time to heal.” I could set it down, but I should definitely not walk on it. LYN: In any case, the crew is looking after me. For shoots, if I can stand then I just stand and if I can sit then I sit.

C: You told the doctor you were a celebrity and the doctor was shocked. LYN: ?_? What do you mean? They were quite surprised. “You- you don’t look like one.” X’D

C: Ning-ge, if your foot is injured then what about fight scenes? LYN: What do you have to worry about?? This is the crew’s problem to worry about. Are you a producer? What does it have to do with you? Don’t ask questions.

C: Ning-ge, how do you use the restroom? LYN: ... I just said, didn’t I? There’s this thing in the world called a crutch. A crutch! What do you mean how do I use the restroom?? It’s not like I hurt my butt, how could I not?! I’ll just sit- it’s the toilet. I’ll use it as necessary. OMG...

C: Ning-ge, how do you shower? LYN: Why are you like this? You really have to ask me the strangest questions... Are you really so afraid that I can’t survive on my own? C: Wash with the crutch // Someone washes you. LYN: We’re not to that point, alright? How will I wash? I can- oh my goodness- are there any other artists out there who will discuss how they’re going to shower with their fans? Is there? No, right? Well, as you all know, I learned martial arts when I was younger. I’m going to wash with an Ip Man squat. You know- a one-legged squat. // Not really. They’ve put a stool in the shower area. A long stool/bench. I’ll just sit on that and wash myself. Have you ever been to a bathhouse? If you haven’t then you can go a few streams back and listen to me talk about the bathhouse. I’ll just sit on a stool to wash... my goodness.

C: Ning-ge, what about putting on your pants? LYN: The thing is, I haven’t hurt my hands. My foot’s hurt. For pants I just put them on... with my hands. Have you never put on a pair of pants before?? I just can’t move my foot- that doesn’t mean I can’t move my leg, friends. My leg is still alive. I broke some bones in my foot, not my leg. What are you doing, trying to curse me??

C: Ning-ge, how do you clip your toenails? LYN: LOL. With toenail clippers. Are you suggesting I go get a pedicure? I broke my foot, so I should find a place to give me a pedicure?? They can trim my nails and stick some glitter on them?

C: Ning-ge, this means you can’t wash your foot for three months. LYN: The bones are broken, not the skin. I can wash my foot. Have you never experienced this?? It’s an internal break- the bones are broken, not my whole foot. Do you think my foot is like a piece of bread, and was ripped apart? Only the bone is broken, there are no external wounds. I can still wash it, I just can’t scrub it too hard. I can’t take a pumice stone to it but normal soap is fine. What the heck... You don’t have any life experience... C: I thought there was a cast? LYN: This kind you can take off. There are clips and you can take it off. Science is already very developed, friends. It’s not the plaster cast that can’t be removed. Nowadays they are removable. It’s like a... snowboard boot. When you put it on it fixes your ankle and leg, like that.

C: Show us your foot. LYN: What type of preferences??? You come to my stream, and want to see my foot?? You’re a little perverse.

C: Careful of the COVID. LYN: Thank you, I know. I won’t talk about the pandemic in my stream. Don’t you talk about it here, either. I don’t dare to say anything.

C: Eat like things to supplement like things. LYN: You mean you want me to eat some pig trotters? Trotters are just full of gelatin and protein, how is that going to help me? I’d rather drink it, so before I sleep I have a cup of protein powder so my bones can heal faster. They also prescribed me some medicine.

- will still attend the new year’s events; bought two wheelchairs: an electric one, and a better one to move around Hengdian in, bc the current one is hard to push/maneuver around the uneven ground. C: Then if you sing, will you be sitting? LYN: I might stand, it depends on the stage setting. It’s not like I can’t stand- I can. I just put all the weight onto one leg. All the weight on the left leg, and just lightly resting my right foot on the ground.

C: Is voice-acting for Luo Mingxi done yet? LYN: No. I think there are still a few more scenes, but I’m almost done. BUT! ALZ not airing doesn’t have anything to do with me not having finished with my lines, though! It’s not just waiting for me to finish before it can air. That has nothing to do with me, okay?? Don’t blame it on me. I know a lot of people are eager to watch ALZ; I just don’t want people to think the reason it took so long to air was because LYN didn’t finish recording his lines. That’s not it. C: How many episodes left to do? LYN: Four or five episodes left. But my voice isn’t in the greatest condition these days. When it gets better, then I’ll go to finish. I actually didn’t really want to stream today because it’s uncomfortable and I should really be taking care of it. I have a lot of recording to do later, including voice acting. TXJ is about to start voice acting, and I have a few OSTs and my own song to release. I didn’t want to stream, but it’s really been a while since I last did. If I didn’t come then you’d forget about me. LYN: I’ll release a song in a few days.. “New Year Song 2.0″ // I mean ANNOUNCE a new song. I haven’t recorded it yet. I have a song called “New Year Song” right? I’m going to release another- something you can listen to around the New Year, but the title isn’t set yet.

C: Are you still showing your abs at the end of the year? LYN: Uhm... /shakes his head, no/ I can’t because uh... I’ve broken my foot. I can’t work out anymore. Or, it would be rather difficult to.

C: How will you shave your leg hairs? LYN: /deep sigh/ Are you a pervert? Why would you ask such a question... I don’t shave my leg hairs. It makes me more manly. You can shave yours, but there’s no need to recommend me any shaving products.

C: When can we see you in concert? LYN: If things keep going as they are I figure we might be able to hold one next year. If we hold one next year it’ll probably be in the third quarter- that is, July-August-September. That’s what I was thinking, at least.

C: I’m afraid I won’t get tickets. LYN: There’s no need for that. You don’t need to make it seem like my tickets are a hot commodity. During my first concerts, I remember there were some venues that we were unable to sell seats for. I can’t sell out my own tickets, so you don’t need to make it seem like I’m very amazing and they will sell out this time. So when it comes time for my concert and you want to come watch, just buy a ticket and it’ll be fine. LYN: I don’t do many business deals because I have my own concerts and I want to put more effort into them. I don’t like online concerts, because I prefer doing them live (in-person)- because I’m a singer.

C: Where will you hold them? LYN: Usually it’s Shanghai, Beijing, Guangzhou, Dalian or Shenyang, Chengdu, and Wuhan. I know I owe Wuhan a concert- I still remember. The next concert for Wuhan will be for the one three years ago. Many of you are my new fans and don’t know, and others are just watching in passing, but three years ago I was holding a concert tour with 6 stops. But the first day in Beijing, I guess there was pretty good reception and people were upset that they missed it, so we added a second Beijing concert for the next day and it turned into 7 stops. The very last stop was Wuhan and we were planning to hold it on Valentine’s Day, 2/14. The tickets were all sold and then at the end of the year... the pandemic came. Three years ago. LYN: Since the tickets were already sold, I told you all to return them but a lot of you didn’t. You’re holding on to it, and have had it for three years. If I want to pay them back I should put Wuhan as the first stop, but it might not turn out like this. We’ll see. The tickets are still of use- I’ll find a way to make it useful. They were already sold and the money’s long gone. If you still have those tickets don’t worry, I’ll find a way to make it up to you.

C: Ning-ge, are there international stops? LYN: Uh... this... I think that as an artist, one must be self-aware. Don’t do anything to make things difficult for yourself. I believe that my fans are not international yet. Even though I know I have a lot of fans who were born overseas or are currently living overseas, I don’t think I have the capacity to hold concerts there. I’m sure I CAN hold them, but it would probably be my Chinese-national fans buying up those tickets to watch me, overseas. You know? If I had to rely on my international fans only, I don’t think I have enough. I don’t have any. I don’t have any international influence and I’m not planning on going global with my music. I haven’t even got a foothold IN China, yet. Still, I hope that if overseas fans want to see my concert, they would apply for a passport and come to China to watch me.

LYN: I’m not sure if I CAN hold one.. we’ll see. C: Will you have on in Qingdao. LYN: I’m not sure. Honestly- I don’t even know if I CAN hold a tour next year or not. LYN: My path has started veering towards that of an actor’s. Of course, I will never lose my identity as a singer, because that’s my original profession. But I’m currently wrapping up one drama and when that’s done I’ll be moving straight into another. I’m trying to use this time to train myself and make sure my identity as an actor is more fulfilling. Also, I really enjoy acting. At my age it’s hard to find something new that I enjoy doing and in an industry that is as welcoming as it has been.

C: Ning-ge, you’re trending. LYN: I don’t believe it. Am I worthy enough to be trending? Even the doctor I went to see didn’t know I was an artist, am I even qualified to be trending? X’D I don’t believe it. C: Entertainment #34 / #32. LYN: Oh, alright.

C: Is there a second season to The Truth? LYN: I dare not say nor ask around about it. Personally, I hope there will be. Of course, I hope that this second season would invite me to be a member. Here’s the logic: 1. there has to be a second season, and 2. they need to invite me. Otherwise, you could ask me to ask around, because you are only interested in if there’s a second season and you don’t care whether I’m a part of it or not- in that case, I CAN ask around. “Ning-ge, I’m someone else’s fan. I only want to know if there will be a second season, and if my favorite artist will be on it or not. It’s not important whether you’re in it or not.” LYN: I hope there’s a second season. I had a lot of fun shooting for that show; or it’s because I’d never filmed for this type of variety show before. Most of the ones I had done previously were music varieties- and I knew I was going there to sing. But with The Truth I really only went there to play, eat, mess around, and shout.

C: Ge, how come you sound different? LYN: I’m going through puberty. My voice is going through some changes, I don’t know if you understand? When boys hit puberty, their voices will change. I’m at that stage, so my voice is turning a little deeper/rougher.

C: Ning-ge, I’m a graduate student now. Next time I see you I’ll bring my certificate and admission papers. LYN: Alright, also bring a 24-hour COVID test certification. I anticipate seeing it. Of course, congratulations on becoming a grad student. You’re amazing.

C: When’s the Carnation Music Festival? LYN: I was planning on around the 22nd. But um... the musician is sick (COVID). Let’s wait for him to recover first. I don’t want him over right now, either. I’m very scared. I’ll get this done before December ends, alright? LYN: The Carnation Music Festival is.. two years ago I was speaking some nonsense and singing in my stream and I called it the “Carnation Music Festival”. We’ve had two so far, and we’re looking to hold a 3.0 this year. There are all these “OO” Music Festivals- well Modern Brothers Liu Yuning’s creation is called “Carnation Music Festival”. C: Where is it held? LYN: Right here in this room. Where do you want it to be?? Just be god and stay at home. Basically it’s just a stream but including instruments and I bring up the mood and sing. Nothing special.

C: What are you eating? LYN: You don’t recognize this thing?? (orange) Or are you trying to play at some sort of joke? “What are you eating? Is it tasty?” “What is that? What are those things on it? Is it edible? Give me a bite.” LYN: It should be something called an “orange”. It’s very good.

C: Ning-ge, who do you invite to the music festival? LYN: Myself. /exasperated/ Don’t ask, I can’t explain it. If you know, then you know. If you don’t know, then it’s also complicated for me to explain. You can just watch it when it happens and be done with it. Who could I invite to the Carnation Music Festival? Should I invite all my close friends? LYN: I don’t invite anyone. Rather, I invite all of you. You are my viewers and my guests. As long as you come, you’ll be sitting in the first row VIP section. Very precious. You can watch me in “concert” from this stream.

LYN: It’s 10p, huh. I’ll only stream until about 11p. I don’t want to fight for viewership with the World Cup. Watch the game if you want. I will stream until about 11p and then shower and read my lines for tomorrow. Just one more hour.

C: Have you listened to HZT’s new song? LYN: No. Has he released a new song? Let’s listen to it. Let me see what type of music he’s into nowadays. What’s it called? “我忘记多长一段时间没有看到彩虹” (I Forgot How Long It’s Been Since I’ve Seen A Rainbow)- Is that it? LYN: It’s nice. Not bad.

C: When exactly will ALZ air? LYN: You really can’t take the wait anymore, huh? It’s not that I don’t want to tell you, I just REALLY don’t know. I’m just an actor. D: And the second male-lead, at that. I have no say in these things- only the production company knows. I’m just an actor, and I don’t know. If I knew, I’d tell you. Just wait. LYN: But! I can say it should be soon. The OST is already recorded.

C: What about Zi Chuan? LYN: /coughing/ LYN: I choked on my saliva. T-T

C: Ning-ge, when you eat oranges, will your hands turn yellow? LYN: I only eat at most two a day. I’m sure that even if it were dyed by the peel it wouldn’t turn colors, because I wash my hands. Secondly, if your hands turned yellow because you’re sitting at home and peeling a whole basket of oranges, then of course your hands are going to be yellow. If you just eat a little you wouldn’t get dyed...

C: Have you eaten strawberries yet? LYN: Yes- as an unofficial spokesperson for Dandong Strawberries, I have gotten some and sent them around to my colleagues in the crew and to my friends. I’ve given some to all my friends in Hengdian. I hope they can support my hometown specialty. C: Ning-ge, aren’t we also your friends? LYN: /extrapolating/ “You always say that your fans are your friends and just now you said you sent strawberries to your friends in Hengdian. Didn’t you say we were friends? We also want to eat them. Aren’t we friends?” LYN: The thing is.. I do have a lot of friends in Hengdian, but not everyone got strawberries. Are you satisfied now? LYN: Go out and buy them yourselves, alright? // You’re over here trying to morally kidnap me. I’ve been kidnapped.

C: How about you raffle off two boxes? LYN: I don’t GROW the strawberries!! If I had a greenhouse in Dandong and actually grew the strawberries and wanted to give some away to my fans, then that’d be okay. Before I can give you any, I’d first need to find someone to buy it for ME, and THEN send it to you. Why would I put myself through the trouble? LYN: Why don’t you ask me if I could raffle off two villas? Since I have to buy it first anyway- strawberries or villas- why don’t I just give away a villa??

- /doesn’t have the mental capacity/experience to handle any side businesses like a strawberry farm, restaurant, clothing shop, etc. because his current workload is already plenty enough./ LYN: I don’t like having other people take care of something I started, so I’d just rather not start. I’m going to stick with doing my current work well- I’ll focus on singing well and acting well. I don’t need to do anything superfluous.

C: Ning-ge, my mom is telling me to go to sleep. I’m going. LYN: Go to sleep! Friends, if you’re tired then go to sleep. If you’re not then you can keep me a little company. I’ll stop streaming at 11p because of the ball game.

C: Ning-ge, have you gotten any ad work for Daimi? LYN: There has not been any brands looking to collaborate at this moment. It’s probably because her manager has limited capabilities. I can’t find any work for her. It could also be that Daimi’s fan-count data is lackluster. There’s no brand out there that has looked well upon her popularity. LYN: I’m kidding- what could I make her do? A few days ago she was wearing a Disney sweater, right? I was testing to see if I could rely on my connections and make her the official representative for some Disney pet clothes line.

C: Make a weibo for Daimi. LYN: That’s not necessary. I don’t even post on my own weibo, how could I- as her manager- create a weibo for her and post?

C: Ning-ge, I’m about to take my postgrad entrance exam. Wish me luck? LYN: Good luck. There was another friend earlier who got their certificate and admission letter already. I wish you success as well.

C: Anything funny that happened in the drama crew? LYN: The crew is quite interesting. Every day of filming has been a happy one. Everyone gets along.

- /re-explaining for the latecomers that his foot is broken and will take three months to heal, so if you see him at the airport in a wheelchair it’s not because he’s trying for pity points and don’t laugh at him./ LYN: I think needing to sit in a wheelchair, to me, is humiliating. Because I’m 1.9m (1.89 natural, 1.9+ with shoes)- and you want me to squeeze into a little chair and get pushed around? It’s very humiliating. I think it’s uncomfortable to be sitting in the wheelchair, in any case. My heart hurts. LYN: The first time I sat in a wheelchair, many years ago- well, three years ago- it was because I had surgery on my vocal cords. I went to a Beijing hospital to have surgery on a polyp. They needed to numb me and on the day-of I was scared to death. I was afraid to go to the hospital. I don’t remember if it was the nurse or doctor but when the time for surgery came they rolled a wheelchair into the room and told me to change into the patient gown. I changed and was ready to go and they told me I needed to sit in the wheelchair. I didn’t understand- because I’m not often in the hospital for surgeries- they were operating on my vocal cords, but it’s not like my legs were broken?? I COULD walk. I didn’t want to sit in the wheelchair- I’m healthy enough to walk- but they wouldn’t let me. Then I knew that if you were having surgery then you have to be wheeled in. I don’t know if that’s a hospital rule or not but, I ended up in it anyway. That was my first time in a wheelchair. C: They were afraid you would run away. LYN: Why would I run, I already paid for the surgery. It was expensive, and we needed to get in a specialist. Because I’m a singer, so if anything went wrong I wouldn’t be able to sing anymore. It was an expensive surgery, so why would I run? LYN: I just want to say- we all should maintain our health, please don’t get sick or take your body for granted. Your body is very important. Something I’m feeling very keenly right now is that once you’re sick, you’re no longer a person. You lose all dignity. Once you’re sick and end up at the hospital, you’ll feel like you’ve lost your dignity. So don’t get sick. You must be healthy and exercise. Once you’re at the hospital you won’t feel human anymore- at least that’s how I feel. I’m just a piece of meat. Why do I say that? Because when I went- I remember clearly- they go through the standard tests first, like blood, heart, and urine. They want to check if the surgery will be dangerous for you, or if you have any allergies to the medication or something like that, I’m not clear. But the nurse at the front desk of the hospital I went to... was my fan. She was like, “Ning-ge, you’re here? What for?” and I told her “Surgery on my vocal cords.” and She said, “That’s great!” I told her I was sick and she said, “that’s great”... what the heck is that?? And anyway it was just very... embarrassing because I had just run all these tests and I needed to give the samples back to... my fan. I had no dignity. So ever since then hospitals have made me uncomfortable. C: I would have died. LYN: It would have been fine if she didn’t know who I was...

C: Ning-ge, change into a green hat. You look like an eggplant. LYN: Can we not use vegetables to describe me, even though I know I started out as a cook. Last time you said I looked like a napa cabbage- that shirt costs me so much money and now I don’t dare to wear it again. It was thousands and I was planning to wear it on stage or on a show but I don’t know what got into me; I wore it for the stream and you called me a cabbage. Now I feel like vomiting when I see that shirt. X’D I want to eat hot pot when I see that shirt. So I don’t want to wear it anymore. Now you’ve told me that I look like an eggplant in this- so this cardigan, too, is now wasted. LYN: I was originally planning on wearing this purple cardigan, and I bought this red cap- so I could be “big red and big purple” (means: to become very famous). Such a beautiful meaning, isn’t it? But this cap didn’t really look good when it was on, so I just changed into this. C: Ning-ge, you look like purple yam come to life. // Ning-ge, you look like a mangosteen. LYN: ??? LYN: I DO kind of look like a mangosteen. Black on top, Purple on bottom, and a little white in the middle. Yeah, I do.

C: Ning-ge, I’m taking the gaokao next year, can you wish me luck? LYN: You’re taking it next year, so come back next year. What’s your hurry? Why don’t I just bless you with twins for when you get married later while I’m at it?? C: Ning-ge, I’ll take the gaokao in two years. LYN: You’re so young?? If you’re taking it in two years, then that means you’re in the first year of high school? I have high schoolers among my fans??? I don’t believe it. Because a few days ago I saw someone post in the forum, “Friends, I’ve become a grandmother!” So I thought my fans were all around that age (to be grandmothers). C: /saying what grade they’re in/ // I’m in sixth grade, Lao-da! LYN: /deep sigh/ C: I’m in elementary. LYN: Staph. C: I’m in kindergarten. LYN: Yes, maybe your IQ is that of a kindergartener... C: Ning-ge, you’re going through puberty, so can I be in middle school? LYN: Alright, fine. My voice is a little different today, right? That’s because I’ve started puberty. It started changing yesterday. From today on I will slowly become a man. From a boy to a man. I’ve started growing facial hair too, look.

C: Ning-ge, you’re so pale. Use some blush. LYN: The beauty filter’s on. The brightening feature is on 100. LYN: Actually, my face is pretty red today. Because when filming you can’t wear clothes that are too thick. For guzhuang dramas the layers are generally pretty thin. C: Ning-ge, you can’t wear thermal underpants undergarments or leggings or things like that? LYN: You can, and I did but they still can’t be too thick. The thing is, people nowadays are so strict with actors in terms of their appearance. They don’t care about if the actor is ACTING well or not, the first thing they care about is how we look. I was worried about that, so I didn’t want to make myself out to be too bundled up. When the clothes are too thick it makes the person seem fat- like... stocky. It doesn’t look very nice so I tend to wear the thinner layers and just stick a few hot packs on. But yeah, it is pretty cold in general- it’s not like I can stick hot packs to my face. So that’s why my face is red- it’s been cold all day and now I’m home where it’s warm so now I’m flushed. C: Ning-ge, put more foundation on. It will keep your face warm. LYN: /laughs/ ... What we want with our Givenchy foundation is to give a sense of lightness. There’s no way we can apply it that thickly. How fake would that look?? Do you want me to use a whole bottle for one round of makeup? Are we making a cake, using foundation as the cream??? It’s not necessary and I don’t think it would keep your face warm, so let’s not. - /thinks about what type of makeup would require a whole bottle of foundation for a bit/

C: Ning-ge, I’m so hungry. Can you order me some takeout? LYN: Am I a help hotline? If you have any problems you’ll come and find Xiao Ning to help you? That is.. you’re hungry and you don’t feel like ordering takeout, so you want me to order it for you?

- /Daimi’s been hanging around a while, so he lets her on his lap, finds suitable bgm for her/

LYN: I posted a bunch of old photos today- C: She’s not wearing clothes. LYN: Right, she’s not. We’re showing her natural state, today. The house is hot, so I don’t want her to be bothered by wearing the clothes. LYN: She’s changed. Because.. she’s a little famous now, right? She was a little ugly before so I got her beautified and now she’s spoiled. She doesn’t come when I call her anymore. Look at her collar- I spent big money to buy her designer items, too. In the hopes that any brand out there is looking to collab and likes her fashion. Artists also have to rely on these things to maintain/sell their image.

C: When will you put her in pretty dresses? LYN: I know she’s a little girl, but she really suits men’s clothes better! When I put her in dresses she... she looks like cleaning lady (??). But if I put her in uniforms and sweaters she looks lively and cute. LYN: She’s not a pretty dog, but a cute dog.

- /lets her go and she almost drags him (by the headphones) down with her./

C: Ning-ge, can you talk about [?? kiss scenes, probably??] LYN: Are you crazy? You want me to talk about this in my stream, you must be! What are you thinking? Work is work. Control your gossiping tendencies.

C: Ning-ge, I broke my bone. LYN: Rest up! How miserable... LYN: You didn’t do it on purpose, to find a common topic with me, right? I don’t need that. I just want my fans to be happy and healthy.

- kiss scene, confirmed. XD LYN: How could I talk about it? You must be crazy. I think that question is a little disrespectful. // Don’t ask those questions, it’s not very good. Because this type of thing is not just one person’s business, you know? Don’t ask about sensitive topics.

LYN: Though is the only drama of mine that’s aired this year BCF (SYXSSYX)? Is he the only one? He is, right. Last year I had two- The Long Ballad and Ultimate Note, but this year there’s only the one. Oh... only one... - /thinking about how many scenes he’s had for each drama so far (but he’s been supporting in most of them, and how YNGS has a lot more (bc he is main)/

C: It takes four months to shoot 190 scenes? LYN: Yeah. That’s normal isn’t it? The thing is, no matter how many scenes you have, you’ve signed the contract to be part of the crew for four months. It’s not like they will shoot your 190 scenes first and then you can leave. It’s very hard to accomplish. So you’re going to hang around set for four months in order to shoot your scenes.

C: Ning-ge, I really liked you as Hei Xiazi. LYN: Thank you. (Amazing) that your favorite role of mine was also the one that you mostly couldn’t tell it WAS me. You have good taste. I think all actors should be like this: no matter what drama you’ve acted in, it doesn’t matter if viewers recognize you or not, just that they like your role. I consider this a success.

C: I like Bai Choufei. LYN: The role of BCF... was quite nice. I’m sure that I will rarely have the opportunity to meet another role like him. I’m happy to have gotten the chance to play such a character. I think it’ll be hard to find one like him again.

C: I like Zeng Shunxi. LYN: Get out. I’m talking about my roles, here. Why are you bringing up ZSX?? If you like him, what are you telling me for? Do you want me to confess to him on your behalf? I’ll send him a message saying, “There’s a fan in my stream who says she likes you. She wants me to confess to you for her.”

LYN: I’m happy though, because for now, all the roles I’ve played have similarities but are all different in both character and genre of drama. They haven’t been the same type of character, personality, or even human. Including the later dramas (filmed, not aired). I hope that I can continue to encounter different types in my future dramas. Because that way I can continue to learn and challenge different types of people- I’m not stuck playing the same type, which for a newbie like me, means I don’t learn much. There’s opportunity to learn a lot more by trying a bunch of different types of roles and you’ll improve (range of acting skills) much quicker. LYN: But I need to announce something- Tian Xing Jian is like this: when you watch it you have to think of it as a specialized drama, and not an idol drama. You can’t use it as a way to measure my acting, either. Ok? That person is one that was made to fit the specific role- it was created for a specific purpose. But even if I am so ugly it makes you want to cry in it, I hope you don’t stop being my fan. Alright? Because after TXJ there will be dramas that are still more that are idol drama in style to come. LYN: It’s not only about the foundation in shade no.13, I was flipping through my album looking for pictures to post today and found some from when I was shooting TXJ. Sometimes I like to take selfies- including ugly ones- of myself for fun. I was flipping through my albums back until I was acting as Zuo Bufan and I was dumbfounded. I even showed it to my staff and I asked, “At that time... I looked like this??” I was so ugly, and so fat??? I almost had a breakdown. Even though I’m in my thirties, in the pictures I looked like I was in my forties! I asked them, “Did I really look like this back then?” and when they confirmed, I thought to myself that it made sense when psychologists say that if you have a terrible memory you block it out of your mind. That period of time I was so terrifyingly ugly that my brain’s defense mechanism kicked in and erased the memory of it from my mind. - /says he could only blame himself, bc at that time he thought there was no saving himself (from being ugly) so he ate whatever he wanted and told the makeup artist that enough was about enough and as long as you could sort of tell it was him, he was ok with it. he was going to rely on his acting, and not his visuals. XD/

C: TXJ might be really popular! LYN: It might. Why I say that is because I think that any of the dramas I’ve acted in have the capacity to be really popular- Because I hope they will be. I hope that any actor I’ve worked with will do better and better, and I hope that this product that we all worked hard on together is well-received. I hope it can be seen, and that’s what makes me happy as an actor. LYN: This is why I always promote it so much when a drama starts airing. Because that’s four months of time and hard work, there. I don’t do acting in order to make money- if I wanted to do that I could make a lot more by selling you things. If I were to start selling you products during my streams, I could make so much more money than I can for acting. It’s not about the money- but it is, a little bit. I just hope that people can see my work. I want people to acknowledge me as an actor and have works under my name.

C: Chat abut YNGS. LYN: ... ... ... Let’s not. LYN: I’ll tell you about it when it airs.

C: What happened to your thumb on the right hand? LYN: ?? Nothing? Or can you see this mole? Or what is it? I was shooting a fight scene earlier today and there was blood splatter. On my face, too. I didn’t wash it off completely, I thought with the filter on you wouldn’t be able to see it...

- /throat lozenge ASMR/ LYN: This is the sound of a boy eating candy: ~~

C: So how high IS the beauty filter? LYN: It’s not on, I was joking. Just the blur tool is on 100. You already know what I look like from the variety show. You can go watch The Truth, which came out this year. It’s pretty good. I think The Truth is the only thing (variety) I shot this year... C: The blur is a bit high. LYN: Because I am currently collaborating with some beauty product brands. Please understand, because an artist can’t maintain a perfect image all the time. We can joke and play, but please don’t mess around with my work. You can curse or make snide remarks at me all you want but don’t mess with how I make a living. If you do that, I will fight you.

C: Ning-ge, will you accept heavy dramas? LYN: Please elaborate on what type of drama you consider “heavy”? Like, ghosts? I think I remember the last time there was someone who said I looked like a ghost and would be well-suited for a horror movie. What type do you mean? Like, psychological? I will probably accept it if I encounter any roles like that. I like watching heavy dramas- and I looked pretty “heavy” myself. - /no horror, because no one even shoots horror/ [*t/n: I, for one, would love to see more ghosty/horror type dramas but apparently those don’t/can’t exist in China. :| ]

C: Ning-ge, I want to see you play a zombie. LYN: You want me to play as a zombie in some movie, because you want to see my head get blown off by the main character. Is that it? I’ll come out on screen: /zombie growl/ /gunshot sound/ /dead/. Quick and painless.

C: Ning-ge, you’re suited to play as a highly-intelligent serial killer. LYN: Do I look very shrewd/astute/proficient? :)

C: Vampire is good, too. LYN: Hm.. fitting. We’ll see if there’s a chance.

C: An intelligent criminal. LYN: But I’m a fool. I don’t think I can play a convincing intelligent criminal, but I can give it a try. I can pretend to be intelligent. C: Ning-ge, if you can’t play an intelligent criminal then you can play an unintelligent one. LYN: X’D. An unintelligent criminal, like how? For example I go to the market, steal a bottle of water but leave my ID card behind? The cops find my house immediately. Is that the type you’re talking about? An unintelligent criminal... then it would have to be a comedy.

C: Are you considering xianxia dramas? LYN: Of course, why wouldn’t I? LYN: I don’t have the ability to choose my own dramas, friends. I’m happy that I even have work, so I’ll take what comes to me and that’s good enough. Who do you think I am?? I don’t have the right to pick from dramas. I just take what comes, I shouldn’t be picky about it. It’s like grasping at straws- you never know what you’re going to get. Like those fortune telling sticks- you shake it and look- you just take what fate gives you.

LYN: The World Cup’s almost starting, yeah? Alright- then it’s about time for me to go. I should wrap it up. Thanks for keeping me company today. I know it’s been a while since I last streamed, so I came to chat. If you are not my fan yet but have come across my stream and you think I’m a pretty cool guy despite maybe being a little insane, then please subscribed to my weibo. I might have more surprises to bring to you the next time I stream. Because the next one should be my Carnation Music Festival, so you can subscribe to me and then come in to listen to some songs when the time comes. LYN: Thanks for keeping me company. I hope all of you have a wonderful, relaxing, and happy night. It was great to have you and I hope you enjoyed your time here. Let’s meet in the next stream. Goodnight, everyone.

#Liu Yuning #lyn livestream #(1:47:27)#!!#he FRACTURED HIS FOOT??#in two places!#(and his fans proceed to troll him)#(i use broken/fractured interchangeably (i know they're different but words are hard))#concert plans!#carnation music festival 3.0 #ning-ge's aversion to hospitals #lyn's favorite pastime: bullying zsx #drama options/genres talk

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