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#yet MC feels… what?

yourqueenb · 7 months

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I know this has already been discussed a bit, but the pacing in Blades is still kind of fucked imo. And before anyone accuses me of purposely looking for things to criticize 🙄 I do think the last two chapters picked up and were a lot of fun. The book overall is definitely improving gradually, with today’s chapter arguably being the best we’ve gotten. But while we had kind of a slow start to the action, I feel like they’re still flying through all of the emotional moments, friend interactions, and developmental opportunities at breakneck speed.

Like Mal taking a blade for us? That’s a huge thing and could’ve been a very poignant moment even though we were in the middle of a battle, and especially for those of us who are romancing him. And having the opportunity to check in with all of our friends after making it through the portal? Imtura apologizes for giving up on us, Mal says he was running/doing things out of guilt instead of living in one breath then brushes it off in the next, Nia and Tyril still barely acknowledge what was really going on with them throughout the year we were gone…. yet we don’t get more than 2 seconds to respond to any of that?

They’re not even giving MC the chance to react to what happened to her internally. Like it’s one thing for us not to be able to outwardly express how we’re feeling to our friends. But it’s another when even the narration doesn’t portray any sort of introspection on MC’s part. For example in the elite skill scene with Tyril, I purposely had my MC focus on being trapped and restrained in Valax’s lair because I expected to get at least a little insight on how that’s affecting her presently. And yes, we did get a couple of sentences saying we were thinking about fear, helplessness, and confusion. But it would’ve been so much better if they described MC actually reliving that moment and those emotions.

Basically, all I’m trying to say is that they really already have everything they need to make certain scenes more impactful. They just need to set them up and let them breathe, so we, the readers, can feel and appreciate them as well instead of having to fill in the blanks for everything

#choices bolas #choices blades #blades of light and shadow #choices stories you play #playchoices #like you can’t tell me that MC already views what happened as a past event and nothing more #she’s no longer trapped in the shadow realm but we literally had to go back in there after JUST escaping #and the woman who held us captive and stole our blood won’t let tf up #yet MC feels… what?#nothing at all?#no shot #girlie can’t even get proper rest because the watcher keeps popping into her mind at night to remind her that she has a job to do #but even if MC did actually feel nothing that could still be acknowledged as well #idk man I just really don’t get the narrative choices they’re making atp #choices #choices app #pixelberry studios #pixelberry

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goodnight-whore · 2 months

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> Be MC

> Get kidnapped

> Get tossed around and insulted by Leviathan like you’re worse than garbage

> Reflect

> “Damn he pretty tho”

#Everytime this happens I feel like I’m talking to my friend #my friend who is dating the worse possible man #and yet staying with him regardless #what in hell is bad #whb #whb blurbs #what in hell is bad?#whb mc #whb leviathan

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skyeslittlecorner · 1 month

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Can I request a Raphael x angel MC please 🥺

The Gabriel x Michelle and Lucifer x Michael were so good 😭😭

I'm stuck with you and your scenarios now 😠

You're welcome, dear~! I see my total eclipse of the brain bring some good after all. I hope I will be able to fulfill this request. Rafael is on the verge of being a character I dare write for, but let's try.

It was all your fault, that you make Raphael feel so special, then forget about it, and after all, you died. Lowly, pathetic human being. How dare you? Do you think he will forgive you for this? Tsk. Not only stupid, but naive, too. You are lucky that you chose to be reincarnated in heaven. Maybe there's still a chance for your pitiful soul.

And *maybe* you will repent if stop teasing him and start to suck.

Even though you were below him, licking his piercing and letting him tug at your hair, you knew who was boss. Poor, unaware angel. Blessing? Being the chosen one? Good joke. Only few strokes and his tip was already covered with whitish ooze. You raised an eyebrow and snickered.

“And who is the pathetic one?”

He grabbed your hair harder.

“Shut... up. Do your work.”

“Truly pathetic…” Your tongue stroked his trembling manhood. “Swayed so easily.”

“Enough!”

As you opened your lips once more, he thrusted deep inside your mouth. Smiled vindictively as you chocked. He wanted you to lose your breath, to finally be quiet, and obediently end the act of his ascension. As cruelly, as holy. New madness hitted his insides as you murmured with a trickle of saliva ran down your chin.

“Better…” Those full cheeks, clenched throat and murderous intent in your eyes make you both dirty and perfect. Perfect to be used. Clouded with pleasure, he thought that he found his new favorite toy.

All Raphael stans! Let me redirect you to @livelaughlovesubs and her wonderful fics - here you got first and second part. I assume you've already seen it, if not, check it out~ She can write and catch his personality way better than me

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb raphael #skye's little talk #IGNORE MY RAMBLING IN TAGS #i know it may be not as good as previous ones #especially since Raphael is the seraph I have the hardest time empathizing with #I hope I didn't make it sound too ooc well oops lmao #i feel i'm wayy better when i can write in third person with actual characters #because mc must be more ambiguous and I can't go all in with them like with two characters that have established story and personality #ok established is a big word for characters we don't know yet #but i can make headcanons based on common ground #and for mc we may have the default ra-on but lets be honest most of us makes mc totally different from what we know in-game #especially when it comes to personality and that's crucial in writing #or maybe it's because i'm way more used for style i use in a book than for fanwriting cuz i got way more expirience in the first one #ahemmm i got a little carried away

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vongulli · 9 months

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HELLO ONE PIECE WATCHER are u obsessed yet

YAYA ITS SO AWESOME GAHH IM SO INVESTED 😭!!!! i actually just caught up in the manga to where i am in the anime!! (on ep 81, and on chapter 134!!!) i've shed lots of tears, laughed, and had my heart touched many times since starting it- i'm totally in love!!! I even cried at the same places i did while watching it when reading manga, ahaha!!!

the characters, the world, the designs, the dreams and ambitions everyone has is SOOOSOSO fun and like, inspiring.. just so good-feeling, i'll even wake up and be like "man, can't wait to watch/read one piece today"

the friendships/bonds created between everyone feels like, so strong- its really beautiful! I love how much fun the fights are, and i really adore the small moments between everyone (like when sanji brings out foods/drinks and everyone kinda just, chills and eats?? the food component of things feels so important too, I love seeing what they eat, idk why haha!!!)

i feel like other shows i love don't have enough time to just see everyone hanging out... it makes me so happy, im really thankful for those moments

also i would take a bullet for any of the strawhats in miliseconds!!! an instant!!!! anything for them!!

#ask #ask reply #text #vonchatty #like i've seen a lot of the character designs from it and always thought they were fun!!! its so nice to get to see them in action!#SO ITS SO EXCITING to see who interacts or like #whats happening with them or what their whole deal is #like there's characters im super intrigued by that havent even shown up yet!!#OH AND THE POWERS ARE SO FUN #also luffy is in my top list of MCs #he's incredible!!!!#also the middle aged men romance potential is sooo awesome #so many hot men in it.. good day to be a man enjoyer #OH AND I CANT WAIT FOR THE LIVE ACTION its gonna be covering everything i know so im SUUUPER SUPER excited for it #it looks super fun and i love how much heart has been put into it like everyone looks like they had so much fun and loved making it!!#i also think in modern times dreams feel impossible to reach so its so wonderful to see a story where people are able to #follow their ambitions to a full extent #long post

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incorrect-ikevamp-quotes · 6 months

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Oh we are so BACK

When I tell you I saw this and died. HELLO?????

I keep hiding my face lahshjsdhjgfsaf HE HAS NO RIGHT. NO RIGHT AT ALL BEING THAT SEXILY INTENSE AAAAAAAAAAA

Anyway, I should probably try to make some attempt at describing the event since. If I don't I'll just be barking/crying/hiding my face for the next twelve hours.

Basically--and I'm not sure this is going to be across the board, but it held true for Napoleon and Sebastian at least--each suitor has a birthday event this year instead of a separate story. Comte's won't be released until tomorrow, but they have posted a preview.

From what I gather, he talks a little bit about himself and reveals parts of his past that haven't come to light in the game yet. There wasn't really enough to convey a coherent narrative beyond attending a party, but the line displayed here does get across the larger theme:

Comte: (I don't need momentary pleasure or ephemeral affection any longer. Now that I know love, there's nothing but you.)

He talks about how the aristocracy have thrown parties and extravagant celebrations for his birthday for most of his life. But none of it has ever really made him happy, largely because he knows that they are attempts to strengthen and broadcast power relations within high society. While I don't think he means it's entirely devoid of well wishes, I do think he sees it as a nexus of influence--and thus, by nature, impersonal. And honestly, I don't think he's wrong about that; the higher the echelon in social standing, the more it requires performance to maintain the position.

That being said, there is a fascinating flashback where he remembers a pureblood telling him about how falling in love with a human is an experience of another caliber entirely. My understanding is that Comte was still a fairly young vampire at the time, so he didn't really understand what the person was getting at. It seems like the other pureblood was trying to convey the difference in feeling, perhaps the fact that humans are more grounded in accordance with how they live--the reality and necessity of change.

After reading this--and the recent 5th bday story--I can absolutely see how change is something Comte has a complicated relationship with. He's known a certain way of life for so long, has constructed a sensibility of distant, rational maturity. After all the heartbreak of his youth, and two very acute traumatic events in his life, I can see why he'd be so afraid of broaching any kind of proximity with another person. Because on some level it's so much easier not to put your feelings on the line, to never have to fear devastating loss. And that's to say nothing of the worry of being unable to measure up on behalf of another person, of letting them down.

I'm so excited to see the rest of the contents, but something about the preview made me equal parts giddy and enamored (all I do is kick my feet with excitement LOL). I think what gets to me with Comte is that he truly does love companionship as a place to rest, a place where he can be honest about himself and his feelings without fear of ridicule (and the same goes for MC). In a world increasingly obsessed with surface level performances of power, status, and emotion, it's hard not to feel his exhaustion to the core.

Also, because these lines at the end more or less destroyed me in the best possible way:

MC: ...The you who had nowhere to belong no longer exists. In much the same way...Abel, I belong to you. Comte: ... Comte: I wish I could say to myself all those years ago, the me who kept indulging in such paltry things. Comte: Until you meet MC, you will never know love... The warmth of MC in my arms filled me with such joy I was near tears. (I don't need momentary pleasure or ephemeral affection any longer. Now that I know love, there's nothing but you.) The moment my lips found hers, the sweetness lit a fire deep in my body. Comte: These cute lips that melt against mine, the heat of your skin, the love that envelops me in your embrace--always leaves me so deeply in love with you.

#ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp comte #ikevamp saint germain #ikevamp spoilers #LETS GO ABEL UNPACKING ALL THOSE COPING MECHANISMS #**pats the couch next to me** CONFIDE IN ME #but in all seriousness i really do love how raw his relief and happiness feels #to have spent all of those years trying to subsist on emotional crumbs and numbing himself #and mc is so real for just gathering him in her arms and holding him tight QUEEN MOOD!!!!#i really really really love that general recurrence in his stories too #of how he always feels so isolated and out of place even when he's surrounded by people #yet all it takes is mc saying 'you belong to me--just as I belong to you. you're never truly alone :>'#to make him both overjoyed but also unhinged with so much love for her--to feel alive #also man........MAN.....#him looking back at who he used to be vs who he is now #im so caught between memeing like 'you know what that is? growth!'#but also lowkey weeping from the fact that he feels loved enough to look back and fully admit it wasn't quite happiness #that he was just surviving the only way he knew how--not really living #ABEL THE THINGS YOU DO TO ME #CMERE LOVER BOY #comte propaganda #fangdad propaganda #baguettosaurus #literally october was always my favorite month but its even better now that it just becomes a comte-loving festival for me #truly all the joys of monsterfking all tg

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grapecaseschoices · 9 months

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TAGGED BY @indorilnerevarine to do some MCs on this lovely picrew! [I was going to do my newest babus, my disenchanted mcs too but then I remembered I already did them here; so focusing on my OTHER brainrot with the Infamous kidlets]

Tagging: @galpal95 @ava-du-mortain @aylaaescar @mt07131 @quinnorion @narrativefoiltrope @wayhavenots @griffin-wood @roxaro @amlovelies @sun-teas @mistyeyedbi @thee-morrigan @thelittlestspider @yes-prisoner @karolinarodrigueswrites @straightuppotato-art @sunshineandviolets @sustainably-du-mortain @sohmiya @ice-knife @icanmakewords @eatingyarn @brother-genitivi @serenpedac and anyone else who wants to do this! [as always NO pressure <3]

[left to right; then top to bottom: Ori, Lala, Alana, Josnel, Hiyam

Summaries below:]

Ori Zhou: lead singer of Gains; will one day juggle during a show and thus giving a heart attack to Orion and causing Iris to roll her eyes to Mars as Rowan dies laughing and Devyn is left fretting over their expired bandmates; Victoria's unintentional sidekick and untentionally learning from Gina what they put Orion through; just wants his BFF back ... definitely made the wrong choice in choosing bus buddies. Lala Sandoval: lead singer of DramaWhore; exasperated and fond of their "little" brothers' antics [Rowan and Seven; but five seconds away from dropkicking the latter] and fond as well as smug about pushing Orion's buttons; lowkey fascinated by the way the new drummer makes them shiver and is looking to get under August's skin. Alana Carita: lead singer of Promised Promises; songwriter and guitar player; has the queerness TSwift fans wish TSwift had and with similar aesthetics; "whether you come as a lover or an executioner --" levels of going through it with Seven Lawless, nothing like realizing you've been in love with your EX-BFF AFTER she it makes clear that she hates you and you realize that you [REDACTED] her life ... just sapphics in love stuff; but at least she can have quiet moments with Rowan and August's hand to hold. When romance sucks, friendship will be the saving grace. Bethany Josnel Coleman: lead singer of The Notations; piano player and singer who is wondering if he should go back singing for the church choir -- he was prepared for drama, but come on!; Aren't they really here for the music? Is tired of having his ex-bf glare holes in his head almost as he is already tired of [REDACTED], take your own advice and leave him alone Seven; at least he finds some moments of peace with a certain loyal fan and her hot cute dad ... moments that most definitely won't be happening again!! [Totally unprofessional and dangerous to blur such lines ... right?] Hiyam Vinke: lead singer of the Vespas; triple threat: but according to ex-Seven that's because they're Obnoxious, Aggressive, and a POS; TEAM BLAKE BURN THIS SHIT TO GROUND [but away from my meteoric rise to success]; in it to WIN and NOT the sentimental hogwash that includes realizing that her parents neglect really DOES hurt her because her annoying fan and her dad keep rubbing their joy in her face [and because there is no Seven to buffer that emptiness] --- that is UNLESS said hogwash comes in the form of Orion's smile, heart-to-blergh-hearts with Rowan, .... and maybe one Victoria Valentine.

#i havent played the update with lala or bj yet so im winging their summaries #picrew: ori zhou #picrew: lala sandoval #picrew: alana carita #picrew: josnel coleman #picrew: hiyam vinke #tag meme #picrew game #meet my infamous mcs #infamous if #grapes chars #i usually do lala chill so i did more of her interview/on stage fit this time #and yes alana does know other colors beyond pink and pastels exist [... her skirt is pink]#also nothing is as funny to me as me realizing that hiyam may become team vic but only after she insulted her and earned 48% with the woman #[my lowest stat with any of the ros so far -- tho i imagine seb is lower but there is a glitch/err0r and i cant see it]#these summaries are both a result of feels and me doing everything besides what im meant to be doing

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perhaps-in-anotherdream · 1 year

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[CN] Victor’s Glacier Date (Eng Translation)

⌚Warning⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for a date, 雪川之约, that is yet to be released in the global server! ♡

[Translation Under The Cut]

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✧ [Chapter 1] ✧

“If you should find the time to speak, Then speak to me I’d never keep, You from your…”

The brisk music flows from the stereo, but it’s unable to wash off the slightly low-spirited atmosphere in the car.

MC: [whimpering noise] woo woo woo…

Victor: [sighs helplessly] You’ve been “woo woo-ing” for ten minutes.

Victor: Even if you keep on whimpering, the service area won’t appear any sooner.

MC: I’m just a little depressed. If only I had paid a bit more attention…

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[FLASHBACK BEGINS]

Three hours ago.

Victor: Are you sure you want to switch with me?

MC: Absolutely!

I bar the car door, speaking righteously.

MC: You were busy dealing with LFG’s affairs till the middle of the night last night and didn’t even get a proper rest. And then you drove all morning today.

MC: Keeping the matter of sound driving in mind, I should share the burden a little too.

MC: And you didn’t let me drive when we went to the desert the last time. So, shouldn’t you satisfy me this time?

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[Tidbits]: MC is referring to their “Long Journey Date” in EN~

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MC: Will you, please? Please, please, Victor… don’t you believe in my skills on the highway?

I blink hard and express my sincerity to Victor. He looks at me for a moment, sighing.

Victor: …we’ll switch back after getting to the next service area.

MC: No problem!

I gleefully pull the front passenger door open for Victor and salute him, brimming with confidence.

MC: Passenger, please fasten your seatbelt. Let’s continue our happy trip~

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After the successful completion of our self-drive tour to the desert last time, Victor and I planned our next trip.

Since we already saw the scorching yellow sands, this time, we’ve planned to head to Northwest China to see the icy, crystal-clear glacier.

Right now, since I’ve got the rare opportunity to be Victor’s long-distance driver, it’s only natural that I must display my most professional side.

However, to be on the safe side, Victor is still occasionally voicing the pointers for me.

Victor: There’s a big car ahead. Steer left.

MC: Mm, I won’t drive in parallel with it.

Victor: Be careful not to squeeze in when turning right... very good.

Victor: It seems that a certain someone really doesn’t need me to remind her anything.

MC: That’s for sure! You can rest easy~

Victor smiles, relaxes his shoulders, and leans back in his seat.

Accompanied by the smooth road and the relaxing music, it doesn’t take long before the breathing next to me becomes light and even.

I quietly give Victor a sidelong glance. His eyes are closed, and a relaxed curve has now crested between his always-taut brows.

I turn down the volume of the navigation and shift away the wind direction of the air conditioner in silence.

MC: The next service area is still forty minutes away. Just have a good rest for forty minutes, big dummy.

Forty minutes later.

MC: The service area is packed!? That…

I look at the electronic signboard standing on the roadside and the densely packed vehicles in the service area ahead. The feeling finally dawns on me that we’ve arrived on a popular tourist route.

The highway is unlike the desert roads from before. On the desert roads, we could stop at any time to look for directions, but this now requires me to make an immediate judgment.

Victor, next to me, is still asleep. So I hesitate for a moment before turning the steering wheel and continuing to move forward.

MC: ...alright, I’ll let you rest for a little longer then.

One and a half hours later.

MC: Service area... service area...

MC: Darn it, did I miss this one just now by forgetting to get off the bridge...

MC: Where can I turn to change direction... oh come on, I’m already so far off to make a turn back...

MC: Whatever. Let’s leave it be. He’s still asleep anyway, so I won’t just tell him––

Victor: Who said I am asleep?

MC: !!!

I don’t know when but Victor has already opened his eyes at some point. He takes a quick look at the gradually darkening sky outside, then sweeps his gaze over the navigation.

Victor: [adorable mixture of yawning and sighing] I don’t remember seeing the route like this before falling asleep.

MC: That... I just took a little detour...

MC: But don’t you worry. I’ll make sure to strictly follow the navigation guidance from here on and will drive back to the service area!

Navigation: 80 km to the service area. Please continue straight ahead.

Victor: ...80 km. It will be dark by the time we get back.

Hearing Victor say this, I feel even more guilty. Just as I’m about to apologize to him, I see him already reaching out to cancel the navigation.

MC: Eh?

Victor: Since this is already the case, it’d be better not to turn back. Let’s change our destination.

His tone is calm and unperturbed, as though my mistakes are nothing worth mentioning in his eyes.

MC: But we had planned to see the Mige Glacier on this trip. We won’t be able to see it if we change our destination...

Victor: I remember that the glacier was simply one of the plans. We originally started out intending to spend our time on this self-drive tour comfortably, am I right?

Victor: If there’s a “pouty teapot” woo-woo-wooing next to me the whole distance, I won’t feel comfortable.

As he says this, I immediately deflate my mouth, causing Victor to laugh out loud. Subsequently, the originally low-spirited atmosphere also loosens up.

MC: So, where are we heading next?

Victor: We still have plenty of time anyway. As a passenger, I’m at the complete mercy of the “driver” and must comply with her plans.

He pauses, raising an eyebrow as he adds.

Victor: A certain someone audaciously dared to venture out on the desert roads. And now, when the signal is good, and the road is smooth, she’s afraid?

MC: Says who?

With such a little provocation from Victor, my enthusiasm is rekindled. I sit up straight again and step on the accelerator.

MC: Eeny meenie miney mo. Wherever we’re headed, that will be our destination for the night!

[FLASHBACK ENDS]

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✧ [Chapter 2] ✧

Unburdened, I candidly choose a fork in the road relying on intuition and drive down the deviated road.

After turning around a mountain, a stream of beautiful lights appears before our eyes in the twilight.

Colorful flags fluttering on the roadside seem to guide us to the small town in the embrace of the mountains.

MC: “Welcome to LeGong”... Victor, there’s a small town up ahead!

MC: Let’s just get some rest there, shall we?

I breathe a long sigh of relief at the thought of finally being able to rest and dash towards the brilliant rays unrelentingly.

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After driving another two kilometers down the road, other vehicles from the nearby streets begin to converge, and before long, the entire route is blocked.

MC: Oh, come on…

A vague sense of foreboding sprouts in my heart, and sure enough, several youngsters dressed in local clothes trot over a few moments later and wave vigorously at the vehicles behind.

Youngster: Go, go!

Victor: Hello, is there something wrong at the front?

Youngster: What’s wrong! It’s just the hotels in the town are all full! Don’t stop! Go, go, go!

Victor: All full? There isn’t even a single room?

Youngster: Gosh, we didn’t have anyone coming here before. But no idea why it became so popular this year, and people have been coming like a swarm of bees!

MC: [sarcastically] …did we accidentally arrive at some online celebrity’s scenic spot or something?

Victor and I look at each other, helplessness rushing in our eyes. He contemplates for a moment before calling out to the youngster again.

Victor: Excuse me, we have another question. How far is the nearest town from here?

Youngster: It’s still about a hundred kilometers or so, I think. But all these cars must be heading there now, so it’s likely that there won’t be any place to stay.

Youngster: Oh right, if you guys have the equipment, you can drive to the east.

Youngster: There is a new camping site ten kilometers from here, and there shouldn’t be much of a crowd!

Victor thanks him, and the youth goes off to busy himself with clearing the traffic at the back. I poke him cautiously.

MC: Why don’t we go to the campsite then? From what he said, perhaps we won’t find any place to stop if we keep driving…

Victor: Okay. Get off, and let’s switch places.

MC: What for? We have ten kilometers to go. I can…

Before I can retort, Victor has already opened the car door and stepped out.

First, he goes to the back seat and brings out a black cat doll. And then he skirts around and knocks on my window.

Victor: Vent whatever frustration you have on it. And now, the autocratic capitalist is asking you to give up the driver’s seat.

With that, Victor’s finger is already pressed against my lips. As his finger pad makes its way downward, only then do I realize––

I’ve turned into a “pouty teapot” again!

MC: [makes sobbing noise] …woo!

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I know clearly in my heart that Victor is trying to ease my mood. After all, misfortunes coming one after another like this have indeed made me a little frustrated.

When I get into the front passenger seat, the black cat doll in my hand becomes a fitting outlet to vent my feelings, and I continue to poke it back and forth indignantly.

My index finger dips into the soft fur of the black cat doll, again and again.

I sneak a glance at Victor. His side profile is as calm as ever, as though all the mishaps just now never even happened.

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As we get off the highway and wait at the red light, I softly make a “humph” sound, my evil fingers furtively shifting from the doll to the side.

MC: Poking once… poking twice…

First, I poke Victor’s cufflinks. Second, I poke the back of Victor’s hand. And the third time, he’s already clutched my fingertips before they even touch his skin.

Victor: Can’t you behave a little bit?

Victor: I especially gave you a doll. But poking it wasn’t enough, and now you have to mess with the driver?

His thumb runs upwards, gently drawing a punishing scrape against the thin skin on the inner side of my wrist. I give a startled yelp and immediately withdraw my hand.

MC: Humph!

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Mercifully, we haven’t had any more turmoil along the rest of the journey, and we arrive at the camping base before darkness completely veils everything.

As that local person said, there really aren’t many people here. There was only a group of backpackers outside and a few scattered RVs stationed before we arrived here.

After communicating with the person in charge of the camp, we begin to set up our camping equipment.

When we finally get into the tent, I practically fling myself onto the sleeping bag at once.

MC: At long last, I can lie down…

Before I can finish my deep sigh, I feel a shadow coming up as it covers my head.

Victor supports himself on his elbow on my side, his breaths landing on my cheek.

Victor: Why are you sighing again?

MC: I thought my “eenie meenie miney mo” would be able to pick a unique and unmatched route belonging to the two of us.

MC: But in the end, I didn’t expect that there would still be people everywhere we go.

Victor: Are you upset about there being too many people or about not being able to find a unique and unmatched route?

MC: Both… after all, the opportunity of being able to make arrangements for you is so rare, and you must have hopes for being at least a little surprised.

MC: Why don’t I take a look if there’s any scenic spot nearby where we can go?

Just as I’m about to fish out my phone to search the map, Victor holds my hand down and slowly pulls the phone out of my hand.

Victor: It’s too late. Don’t look.

MC: But…

I still try to take back the phone, but Victor has already clamped my wrists irresistibly, tossing my phone on the other side of the tent while doing so.

Victor: A surprise that is sought after deliberately is not called a “surprise.” If a certain someone can rest peacefully now, that will be a surprise for me.

I open my mouth to protest, but Victor doesn’t give me the slightest opportunity to do so, blocking up all my words directly and efficiently.

Trapped in his breath and arms, that little anxiety of mine gradually dissipates, and I close my eyes.

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✧ [Chapter 3] ✧

Perhaps the fatigue of the long drive during the day has done it, but unexpectedly, I have an unusually sound night’s sleep.

That is until I feel something cool brushing against my cheeks. I can’t help myself from sneezing, opening my eyes in a daze.

I don’t know when, but the tent door has been opened at some point, bringing not only the glittering light into the dusky tent but also a refreshingly cool temperature.

A tall figure is sitting in the doorway of the tent, head lowered as he looks at his phone, shielding me from most of the cold wind outside.

Seemingly hearing my sneeze, he puts down his phone and turns his head, smiling.

Victor: [laughs so preciously] Willing to wake up now?

MC: Victor, why did you wake up so early… WOW, IT’S A GLACIER!!!

The sight in front of me causes my words to take a turn, and I can’t help but gape in excitement––

Behind Victor are awe-inspiringly lofty snow-capped mountains!

The snow-capped mountains are majestic and magnificent. The sunlight draws the outlines of their continuously undulating edges in a golden hue, reminiscent of a landscape that can only be seen in oil paintings.

If the wide-open tent door is regarded as a frame, Victor is like the guardian of this glacier, just like the most crowning touch of the scenery to bring it to life.

Too excited to put on clothes, I simply wrap myself in the sleeping bag and arch up to him.

MC: How come there’s a glacier here?

Victor: I asked someone at the camp just earlier. He said that the glacier in front of us is called “Yukun Glacier,” and the campsite was developed precisely for the view here.

Victor: He was very surprised when he heard me ask, probably wondering how could a tourist come here without knowing anything about the area.

MC: Pffft… that’s an accident on my part, isn’t it?

Victor: From a certain perspective, you did reach your goal by accident–– “to see the glacier.”

Victor casually smooths down my bangs which are in a complete mess, smiling.

Victor: Are you surprised now?

Within a split second, all the depression from yesterday vanishes like smoke in thin air. I wrap my arms around Victor’s neck and give him a big kiss.

MC: Of course! I’m too surprised!

Victor: Take your arms back. Aren’t you afraid of freezing?

MC: Just for a little bit. I’m not cold one bit~

MC: Watching the glacier in the early morning with the person you like by your side is so romantic and beautiful. Don’t you think so, Victor~

Victor: …what’s the beauty about a certain someone being all bundled up like a caterpillar?

Despite saying so, Victor has already pulled me into his arms.

Through the layer of the sleeping bag, I can still feel how firmly Victor’s hands are clasped around my waist.

His chin is rested against my forehead while our warm breaths mingle with the cold air, the early morning kisses lingering ambiguously between our breaths.

Just as I’m thinking about spending a little more lovey-dovey moments with him, a voice suddenly resounds from not far away.

??: Excuse me, are you Mr. Victor?

Victor: [panting mixed with a surprised gasp] …!

Eagle-eyed and agile-handed, Victor immediately stuffs me back into the tent, whose clothing situation is in complete disarray.

Victor: [blushing] Put your clothes on.

With a snort, he’s already zipped shut the tent door.

MC: HAHAHAHAHA…!

It’s very rare to see Victor in such a flustered state. I can’t help but cover my face while bursting into laughter.

My cheeks are still tinged with the heat of his breaths, and my heart is thumping at a blazing speed because of the sweetness that just came to an abrupt end.

After toning down my laughter, I put my sweater on. Very soon, the tent door is opened again, and a shadowy figure lunges on me.

MC: [sound effect of Victor kitty-pouncing on MC] …!

Unable to dodge in time, I’m captured by Victor head-on.

Victor: [alarmingly sexy, deliberately slowed down, low voice] What were you laughing at? I could hear everything from outside.

MC: Pffftt… because the way CEO Victor got flustered earlier, it really looked like…

Victor: [and now he sulks] Looked like what?

MC: It… it… it seemed like we were a young couple caught in the act by the head teacher at school, HAHAHAHA!

Victor: Didn’t I get flustered because a certain someone was being careless?

MC: But you didn’t reject me, did you? And you still wanted to kiss me earlier!

Victor: …

Victor chokes on his words, which is a rare sight. Clearly, he is unable to find any justifications to retort.

Victor: It was the camp’s staff member who came to see me just now.

MC: Victor, are you changing the subject?

Victor: [return of the alarmingly sexy, low voice] …you’re really getting bolder by the day.

MC: No, no, I’m all ears! Why did the staff member come to see you just now?

Not daring to continue messing with him, I immediately hold up my hands in surrender.

Victor: He said that the backpacker group was leaving today, and the cabin in the camp happened to be empty. So, we could rent it if we still wanted to spend the night.

MC: So that means we don’t need to stay in the tent?

Victor: Mm. It depends on what you wish, and if you want to stay here another day.

MC: Of course!

MC: Since we’ve already found our surprise, let’s stay another day and look for more surprises!

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✧ [Chapter 4] ✧

After that backpacker group leaves, the glacier suddenly becomes our world consisting of only two people.

This time, we don’t intentionally search on the internet or ask around for information about the nearby attractions. We simply drive around the nearby places according to our will.

To the north of the camp is a waterlogged lake near the glacier, where we take lots and lots of photos;

To the east of the camp is an unexplored area of forest, where a little squirrel runs away with a piece of cookie from me, and then we also let it have a taste of Victor’s craftsmanship;

On the south side of the camp, we meet herdsmen who train saddle horses, and Victor also displays his equestrian skills to them;

On the west side of the camp… is the way back to LeGong. And to my surprise, there is a Sichuan restaurant in town, and the food there is unexpectedly delicious! [...]

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[Tidbits]: Sichuan is a special Chinese cuisine originating from the Sichuan Province~

–

When the sky begins to darken gradually, and the layers of clouds are covered in a gray-blue veil once again, we return to the camping base perfectly satisfied.

The wooden cabin is indeed not luxurious compared to the lodges Victor and I have stayed in on our previous trips, but it does have all the needed facilities available.

The most special feature of this wooden cabin is that one side of the roof is made of frosted glass, which at the moment is glowing with a translucent silver light as the evening twilight filters in.

Pushing open the door, the warm airflow in the room is cozy that it immediately makes me squint my eyes.

For a split second, I suddenly feel that we are not next to the distant glacier, but have returned to the warmth of our home.

I stretch my back and turn my head with a smile.

MC: How was that? I’ve done a pretty good job at being an “aimless tour guide” today, haven’t I?

Victor: [laughs preciously] Mm. Occasionally, a certain someone’s intuition is indeed very amazing.

MC: If I ask you to choose, which was the place you liked the most among the ones we visited today?

Victor: There were things I liked in all of the places.

MC: Eh, since when do you talk with soft-soap like this?

Victor: [chuckles helplessly] It’s not soft-soap. It’s the truth.

Victor gives me a glance. Then, he browses the photo album in the camera in his hand and replies to me simultaneously.

Victor: The waves of the lake were like a fluttering skirt, the ponies were lively and hopping up and down, and the squirrel was also very cute…

Victor: So, there were things I liked in each of the places.

MC: Victor, how come I didn’t realize that you’ve become so good at aggrandized compliments lately?

Victor: [teasingly] I’m just giving aggrandized compliments to the views, nothing more.

Humph, that’s just you being duplicitous. My heart feels as sweet as if I have eaten a hundred caramel puddings. So, I don’t unmask him and just shuffle closer as I sit next to him.

MC: By the way, didn’t the herdsmen we met today say there was a snow-capped mountain around here that we could drive up to?

MC: Let’s go there tomorrow! I’m sure it will be even more magnificent that looking up at the scenery from the foot of the mountain today!

Victor: It depends on the situation. We may not be able to go tomorrow.

MC: Eh?

Victor: It’s gonna be snowing here in this area tonight. And if it snows too hard, there’s a good chance that the road to the mountain will be closed.

MC: It’s gonna be snowing tonight? So can’t we go watch the snow, then?!

Victor: [laughs softly] …so that’s your focus now?

I nod earnestly, giving him an ear-to-ear grin.

MC: Isn’t the biggest lesson I’ve learned on this trip “to take things as they come?”

MC: Even if the plan doesn’t go smoothly, we will find the interesting aspects of the not-so-good things!

Victor is stunned, then the corners of his lips bloom into a gentle and soft curve.

MC: It seems that today a certain someone is not a dummy, but a smart devil.

MC: Hehe~ And sure enough, I like it even more when you praise me so straightforwardly~

MC: Come on, let’s go see the snow!

I’m just about to pull Victor out of the door, but he points me in another direction.

Victor: We don’t need to go out. Let’s go upstairs.

He takes my hand and leads me to the attic of the wooden cabin, where there’s actually a window on the glass roof that can be opened.

Victor pushes open the window, and the rampant cold air from outside comes rushing in the next second.

MC: Ooh… so cold!

I wrap the blanket tightly around me and look out. At this moment, a tiny snowflake just happens to drift in and clings to my cufflinks.

MC: It’s really snowing!

On the windowsill, on the branches of the trees, on the tents in the camp… the snow has already accumulated in bits and pieces, drawing this place completely into a winter world.

The delicate, crystalline snow continues to flutter down in a spiral. Amid the silence of the wilderness, the only sound that can be heard is the very soft, occasional rustling of the pine forest in the distance.

Victor holds up the hurricane lamp, and a warm yellow light softens our vision.

The snowflakes descend onto the glass cover of the oil lamp and soon melt from the heat, turning into tiny frozen rivers that flow down the glass and then disappear.

At the far end of our line of sights, the glacier shining with a silvery glow has been dyed with a layer of heavy indigo, staring at us in silence.

Victor: Cold?

I subconsciously shake my head, pause halfway, and then nod again vigorously. Victor laughs and pulls me into his arms.

Victor: [laughs softly, whispering into your heart] No one will be disturbing us now. We can watch it for a long time.

I lean on Victor’s chest, listening to his steady, powerful heartbeat. After a while, I softly open my mouth.

MC: Victor.

Victor: Hm?

MC: Victor~

Victor: What is it?

MC: Nothing. I just wanted to say your name. Because I think… you’re just so wonderful, extraordinarily wonderful.

MC: Even though today you said that you’d follow me to play around in the nearby places aimlessly, in reality, you already did your research on the surroundings ahead of time, didn’t you?

MC: I originally had no plans to take cookies with us, but you reminded me to do so;

MC: And when we went to the lakeside to take pictures, I was still trying to find a suitable attractive spot, but you were already in position;

MC: And that Sichuan restaurant. It rather seemed like you took me down that road at dinner time on purpose…

Victor: [laughs helplessly and a little shyly at being exposed] I don’t possess such remarkable abilities. Some of them were merely coincidences.

MC: So that means some of them were not coincidences?

Victor: [continuation x2] I got up early today, so I just casually asked around a little more, that’s all.

Victor’s reply does not match up with my grilling, yet it has already answered all my questions.

He is always like this. He is akin to the safest backstop and insurance. Even if the path ahead is uncertain, he will steadily stand side by side with me.

My heartbeat gradually becomes one with his. Amid the quietude, it seems to be the one and only sound that knocks on my eardrums.

The snow begins to fall harder. And in the distance, we can see the flashing headlights of a car. It seems that new travelers are coming to this camping base.

MC: Victor, tomorrow I’ll get up early together with you.

Victor: Still thinking about watching the snow?

I shake my head, turn around, and bury myself in his arms, looking up with a smile on my face.

MC: Before setting off, I’d like to share the surprises we’ve found here with them too.

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[Calls]: Here!

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#LOOK AT HIM BLUSHYYYY HNNNNGNNNN WHY ARE YOU SO FRIGGIN PRECIOUS AND ADORABLE #i read several analyses on this date saying “Victor x MC’s relationship makes you feel so happy yet so jealous simultaneously”––#“they make ‘love’ seem so easy yet it leaves you wondering that you might never find something like that bcz what they have is THAT surreal”#& it’s so true!! their relationship is so solid& pure& mature with a clear direction & they’re also childish& rowdy in their unique way LOL #AND THIS MAN. REALLY A MOUNTAIN. THE WAY HE CONTINUES TO RAISE THE BAR OF BEING A PERFECT LOVER AND PARTNER UP TO AND BEYOND... *sighs*#mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc #mr love victor #mr love queen's choice #恋与制作人 #李泽言 #love and producer #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc translations

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lil-grem-draws · 1 year

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My beautiful MCs! They are both ancient magic users, Will being at Hogwarts from the begining, Elland comming as a 5th year student. Will was Elland's companion in Hogsmeade when the troll attack happened and that's also when (following Elland's use of ancient magic) they discovered that Will also wields it. From that point on they went through the trials together. Elland was the one mostly fighting, confronting Dark Wizards and protecting Will while Will was the sneaky puzzle guy and talk-to-people guy, he's a spoiled pureblood that can't even run for longer than a minute, let alone fight haha (he's great at flying though, worthy material for a seeker!). Feel free to send them owls if you want to know more haha

Will is very open to other people but can be manipulative under certain circumstances, and even calm kind of threatening if somebody is being nasty to him or Elland (his protection mechanisms really differer from Elland's). He wasn't sorted in Slytherin because of his family, he's just a cute little cunning and ambitious cookie, nobody in his family has even been sorted into Slytherin before. Pride is probably the only thing that wouldn't fit him from the list of typical Slytherin traits. Elland is a true Hufflepuff: loyal, fair, hard-working (not in regard to homework though), patient, modest. You wouldn't call him awkward (unless crushes, but even then he'd power through it like a champ, there's plenty of Gryffindor in his as well) or soft (he is perfectly fine with making difficult decisions).

Elland would never use dark magic. Will knows the forbidden spells, but wouldn't use them either, he's too resorceful, there are always other ways. But if it's not about the unforgivables he might consider it, just as long as it's legal or in a moral gray area. Will can get very emotional and doesn't handle life threatening situations well, while Elland can deal with that but not with his school work stress or his crushes. Will is an outstanding student, always taking too many classes at the same time just to keep his options open, Elland has regular grades.

Spoilers for the game ahead: both were present in the finale, Professor Fig dying hit Will so hard he couldn't even hold his wand really, just collapsed next to him weeping while Elland was trying to contain the power all by himself. Will is a sensitive cookie and he's not ashamed of it. Elland is the one bottling things up because he needs to make sure others are taken care of first. Boys dissagree on what to do with the power in the final repository: shaken by Fig's death Will wants nothing to do with it, it should be locked up, he trusts the Keepers, Isadora did not know the kind of harm she was causing, her approach to the issue was not thought through but rather lead by her emotions. Elland agrees with Will about Isadora but believes they should study this power to see if they can use it to their benefit someday. In a safe environment, of course. You'd probably expect this to be in reverse, but who knows, maybe with time Will will side with Elland, especially as they both discover new ways to use ancient magic.

Their wands:

#hogwarts legacy #hl #hl mc #hogwarts legacy mc #my mcs #Elland #William #In DnD terms Will is the actual squishy Wizard #While Elland is the Bladesinger subclass of a wizard #Sure he is squishy but with that 20+ bonus to armor class it'd be very hard to hit him #and he'd be protecting Will drawing the fire away frpom him while his friend comes up with a way out of the situation #Feel free to ask me questions about them if you want!#I know everybody loves their MCs but might be too nervous about talking about them with others #I can listen #As long as nobody asks me for arts of them cause I'm drowning in work :')#I say that and yet I've just spent 6 hours writing and drawing god knows what haha

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I don’t know if anyones asked about them yet but what can you tell us about the monks some MCs were born into if that isn’t big spoiler info & if it is what about just monks in general I’m guessing they’re not the Punches You, Punches You kind

the monastic community that some mcs can choose as an origin is indeed not a d&d monk class type monastic community; not to say that those kinds of people don't exist in Damnation's world or anything but just purely from a practical perspective it seemed fairer not to give one of the origins a distinct advantage in something like self-defence. then again it's not like fighting is really going to be a Huge factor but it still seemed best to keep everyone's mcs on a roughly even starting playing field.

the monastic community that mc grew up in is more in the "religious scholar" kind of vein, with lots of strict customs designed to help the people who live there achieve a higher level of spiritual enlightenment. in particular, the monastery where the mc grew up was dedicated to an extremely strict lawful good deity of agriculture and industry who demands high levels of diligence and conscientiousness from his followers.

mostly what they did was tending crops and other plants, working various farming machines and making lots of things like clothing and household items that they didn't get to keep but gave away to others in between prayers and scripture readings. there wasn't a whole lot of time pencilled in anybody's schedules for fun or relaxation... their god would have disapproved lmao.

i hope this helps answer your question!

#what does the chaos mirror see #anon #i haven't named the god yet because he's kind of an arsehole and i didn't feel like expending creative energy on him lmao #subsistence farming... the worst of All hells #there's a reason mc wanted to escape lol

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