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el4ise · 1 month ago

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bittersweet﹐

feat. ⤷ snowcrow x reader (seperate)

genre ⤷ angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

contains ⤷ mentions of insecurities & jealousy

✦ the night was supposed to go by well with a nice dinner. how will the lads li consult you when something seems to trouble you?

𝘀𝘆𝗹𝘂𝘀

as usual, sylus took you to one of the fanciest 5-star restaurants in linkon. it was the night that you both celebrated your first anniversary.

the restaurant was filled with people wearing white-fluff coats, suits, expensive dresses. you looked around and saw ladies who looked like they spoke money. and the only reason why you can afford to be here is because of sylus.

you felt a flush of insecurity wash over you, seemingly feeling poor and unworthy amongst the people inside. you only wore a red silk dress— that was bought by sylus. the two of you waited for the orders, sylus sipped his red wine while you played with the rim of the glass with your fingertips. your mind absolutely gone.

sylus was way out of your league. he screams money, he could choose any girl he wanted to, yet he chose you? someone who wants to go on picnics instead of going on high-end bars?

“what’s going on in that pretty mind of yours, kitten?” you were snapped out of your daze when he speaks. “oh! it’s nothing.. just, hungry.” you brush it off. not wanting to ruin the mood. but as sylus saw the way your other hand covered your body, your eyes darting to the other people in the restaurant, biting your lip as you heard their conversations— he knew. ‘cause he knows you.

“sweetie, do you not feel comfortable here?” he breaks the silence once again, his hand laying on the table, waiting for you. you place your hand on top of his. he holds it softly. “I.. well..” sylus gives you a look, one that always made you feel safe to be honest. “..I just don’t feel like I belong here, sy. this is for riches and class and I’m none of that. I couldn’t even pay to be here if it weren’t for you.. and I just.. I feel so little because you’re all this and I wonder why you chose me. I’m way out of your league and I’m not even all tha—” sylus listened, tending to your complains. but when he heard you downgrade yourself? no.

“sweetheart,” he squeezed your hand lightly. “look at me, please?” you slowly lifted your head, meeting his soft crimson eyes. “I understand if you don’t want to be here. but you know the type of person I am and I don’t put people in places where I think they aren’t meant for, no? you are everything and so much more in my eyes. It pains me you’re belittling yourself into filth. have you forgotten how dashing of a woman you are? you’re the greatest hunter in linkon, turning your face into the fields of wanderers, and I bet these people would cave and run when they see one. and you? I fell inlove with you because you’re so perfect in my eyes. and I’ve seen hundreds if not thousands of things in this world. okay, kitten?” he presses a kiss on the back of your hand. “we can go back home and i’ll cook your favorite meals or we can eat at your favorite instead, hm?” you smiled. “the first one please?” he chuckles, standing up and dragging you with him.

“I love you, sylus.”

“I love you most, sweetie.”

𝘇𝗮𝘆𝗻𝗲

zayne took you as his plus one to a party for workers in akso hospital, celebrating it’s success throughout the years. the halls were filled with chatters between doctors and nurses, most of them sharing the same aura as zayne.

you were clinging onto his arm as he spoke to other surgeons. everyone spoke off high matters, sometimes you couldn’t even keep up even if you wanted to.

zayne proudly showed you off, but you we’re still feeling unworthy. “zayne? I’ll just go to the bathroom real quick.” zayne gave you a slight nod and you went off.

you splashed water in your face, it drips off to your cheek then your chin. you felt stupid amongst these people. doctors and surgeons were incredibly smart. and you barely made it pass highschool. grades fluctuating and mostly going down. you knew these people were insanely smart— including zayne. you felt dumb, knowing that you were only praised by bravery and not wits. you envied his co-worker, lily. she was calm and composed, just like him. you overthought, did zayne prefer someone similar to him instead of a childish, giddy person like you?

you hear a soft knock on the bathroom door. “darling? are you alright in there? you’ve spent quite a while.” you quickly pat your face with a towel. “yeah.. I’m goin’ out.”

you turn the knob and step out, seeing zayne with the ‘tell-me-before-I-make-you-tell-me’ look. you hastily laugh. “what’s with the look?” he silently grabs your hand and drags you to a much less crowded spot. “I know something’s wrong. what is it? we can leave right now if you’re uneasy.” you quickly shook your head. “no! it’s fine.. I just.. I feel so dumb compared to all of you, I’m just a hunter and I can barely compete with the knowledge you guys have..” your arms trailed down to your neck, embarrassed. “.. and I don’t know!.. I thought maybe you didn’t like me being all goofy and smiley. maybe you wanted someone more.. calm. someone who’s nonchalant.” zayne listened intently, but his heart ached at the thought of you thinking he’d choose someone else over you.

“darling? will you look at me please?” he held both of your hands in his, and you slowly look up. “you are not unintelligent. one of the main reasons why I even adored you was because you were well-educated. your wits outgrew in the battlefield, thinking precisely even when death is just on your palm. I love your bubbly personality. it lights up my day especially after I finish a tiring shift. I would not even consider aomeone else,”

his hand then cupped your cheeks and gave you a kiss. “do you want to leave?” you nod. and he smiles. saying goodbye to his colleagues and guiding you back to the car. already searching nearest restaurants with a drive-through.

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st0ryf1lms · 3 days ago

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we’re married? ➳ sylus qin

pairing: sylus x reader

word count: 399

genre/warnings: fluff, sort of crack fic (?), but generally just sweet tooth-rotting fluff, established relationship (newlyweds), based off of the meme that the banner above produced LMAO and loosely based from this tiktok i saw

synopsis: you can’t believe you’re married, and looks like he can’t too.

a/n: i am back from my annual single fic drop before i dip and disappear again 😎 no, but, seriously, i will TRY to get back into writing again i missed it sm anw do enjoy my drabble of this lovely dragon of ours as i will myself into writing more stuff

The wedding ceremony and the reception were a dream, quite literally.

Sylus, for the most part, remained as nonchalant as he usually was but the usual edge to it had been replaced by a significant softness to his demeanor. His eyes remained distant throughout the reception, as if he was stuck in a hazy, blurry dream. However, if you were to ask him what he remembers during his wedding day, all he’d say was you.

You, who walked down the aisle in your white dress and sheer white veil covering your face, enamoring everyone in the room, including him, of your heavenly presence.

You, who he swore knocked the breath out of his lungs and rendered him speechless no enemy of his ever could, and yet you didn’t even lay a single finger on him.

You, who was now his lawfully wedded wife. His wife.

So, to say he was stuck in a daze for the remainder of the ceremony and reception was an understatement. The same-day-edit video definitely had it on record, as the cameras caught him with his gaze fixed on you and only you.

You were waving off the last remaining guests of the wedding reception as your husband sat alone by the stairs to the stage, with a distant look on his face, paying no mind to the venue caterers cleaning up behind him.

You walked towards him with a skip in your step, looking at your now-husband with a fond expression on your face. You sat beside him silently, nudging him a little to make your presence known.

Sylus, much to your surprise, only budged a little but no snarky comment or teasing remark made his way out of his lips. You tilt your head at his behavior, turning your body slightly towards him and placing your hands atop his on his lap.

“Sy?” You croak out, afraid to break the silence.

“Yeah, sweetie?” He responds, still not looking at you, however.

“Are we married?” You ask in a small voice, looking up at him, waiting for his response.

This seems to break Sylus out of his trance, as he finally looks at you with tear-filled eyes and a loving smile plastered across his face.

“Yes,” he breathes out and brings your knuckles to his lips, placing a chaste kiss to it.

“I finally get to spend a lifetime with you, as your husband.”

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always-just-red · 11 months ago

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A/N: Poured my soul into this a couple weeks ago, am dedicating it to everyone who's similarly torn between Sylus and their original LI- especially my fellow Rafayel girlies! This is not going to help! It's going to make it worse!! 🥰

Unspoken

Sylus x Reader 🩸 (implied Rafayel x reader)

Summary: You could fix all of this if Sylus would just resonate with you. Why won't he resonate with you?

Genre: Angst, so much angst, brace yourselves

Warnings/Additional tags: gn!reader, injury detail, blood, swearing, possibly not lore-accurate (I've taken some creative liberties with Sylus' healing abilities and MC's resonance for the sake of maximum angst, because I like to suffer!)

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Disclaimer: Characters belong to Love and Deepspace. All work is my own, so please don't repost or plagiarise!

“Like the first, warm prickle of sunlight when you step out of a cold shadow.”

“Hmm?”

“That is what you said to him, right?”

Sylus’s eyes are closed, his head leant back against the wall and his whole body heavy with tiredness. He doesn’t move as he asks you the question. Doesn’t fix you with that suffocating, crimson gaze— like he usually does— and you almost miss it. There’s a pain to his tone, accentuating the gravel of his voice, and a part of you thinks it isn’t all for the injuries you’ve set about tending to.

If he was looking at you, you would see it, wouldn’t you? That flicker of melancholy that sometimes likes to betray the rest of him. Maybe that’s why he keeps his eyes closed.

You deliberate his words, trying to ignore the way he tenses as you press gauze to a wound on his stomach. They do feel familiar: a simile dancing at the edge of your consciousness, just barely out of reach. It’s hard to pursue the past with the present wetting your fingertips, fresh, hot, and red.

One clue: That is what you said to him, right? Him. Him? Who was—

Ah.

Suddenly the words are your own, at the tip of your tongue, because you're saying them in a memory. You were with Rafayel in his studio, reunited and safely returned from the N109 Zone. He had been holding you close, telling you he’d missed you and that he’d been waiting forever; he was so, so bored. You’d smiled fondly. Laced your fingers through his and resonated: wanting to lose yourself in his power, wanting to forget there was any other kind of warmth. He had sighed softly. The sensation was usually buried beneath blood and battle; you’d forgotten how intimate it was.

Then he’d asked you what it felt like.

“You heard that?” you say to Sylus.

He hums a little. “Not directly.”

“Sylus.”

His name evokes a faint interest, or perhaps it’s the way you said it: chiding, stern— like you were just getting started. His right eye opens, regarding you warily. “Mmm?”

“We’ve talked about this.”

“You’ve lectured me, sweetie.” He leans back again, eyes closed. “There is a difference.”

You resist the urge to wring his neck, especially when it’s bared as invitingly as it is now. It feels calculated. Deliberate. You can almost imagine him lying there, anticipating the fatal vice of your hands. It was what he always seemed to want: to drag you into sin with him.

“I wouldn’t have to lecture you if you actually listened to me,” you reason, releasing a breath. “You can’t keep spying on me, Sy.”

He hums again: this time sceptically. “Can’t I? But you say such pretty things to him, kitten. It’s like watching a melodramatic film. I’d hate to miss it.”

“You’re jealous.”

“Maybe,” he admits with a half-hearted chuckle. “Then again, maybe not.”

You don’t know what to say, so you pretend it’s because you’re busy. Sylus’s hastily rolled up shirt has slipped downwards, catching the edge of his wound, and you lift it delicately, your fingers skirting over skin. His jaw clenches. His hands fist. His mouth is a tight line and you’re not sure what it’s holding onto more carefully: a short hiss of pain or the rest of his confession.

There are always things he isn’t telling you, but he comes closer to it at times like this, when you could do anything to him— cut his throat, collect on so many bounties— and instead you’re just… nice.

It’s the reason he doesn’t call when he’s slumped somewhere after a shootout, his Evol exhausted and his strength draining from half a dozen wounds he can’t quite heal yet. It’s the reason he lay here for who knows how many hours before you found him, rolling his eyes as you rushed to his side, because Luke and Kieran couldn’t keep their mouths shut.

You want to shout at him— want to scold him for being so goddamn stupid— but you don’t. Here you are instead, humouring him and playing nurse, when a simple resonance would suffice. He’d tried to force it before, but now, when you had thrust your hand into his and willed him to take? He’d snatched his hand back. Insisted on bearing his pain ‘the old-fashioned way’.

He was so fucking stubborn.

“What does it feel like with me?”

Sylus’s voice is gentle but his eyes are sharp— cutting into you like a blade striving for bone. It’s an unintentional violence, a jarring: I know what you’re thinking, but I’d rather hear you say it. Kindred spirits; he sees your mind and your heart and then looks at you like it isn’t a weapon. Like you should be grateful for the knife at your throat because you can trust the hand that’s holding it.

“I don’t know.”

“Oh, please,” he scoffs, “if you can conjure up a metaphor for your little artist, you can do the same for me.”

Something is stoked in you, and though you bite your tongue, your careful fingers slip for a moment, pressing into the tender skin at the edge of his wound. Sylus grimaces— hisses— though you could swear there’s a hint of a smile on his lips.

You’d sinned, hadn’t you? “You really wanna know?”

He nods, his eyes on you again. It’s your hand on the knife, and he trusts you implicitly.

“It’s like… the ocean, I guess.”

“Inspired.”

“Shut up—” you flick his forehead— “just listen, okay? It was overwhelming at first. Zayne, Xavier, Raf… They’re all so powerful. But you? It felt like you could drown me. Like you wanted to drown me.”

Sylus is quiet. You’re running an antiseptic wipe over the smaller scrapes on his stomach, but he doesn’t flinch.

“It was consuming,” you carry on as you work. “Frightening. There was so much of it— so much you— filling my lungs, trying to take my breath away. The entire time I could feel how fathomless it was. I knew if I stopped fighting it I would sink, and that I would never, ever stop.”

You can remember it vividly, especially when you’re as close to him as you are now. Though there’s no more dark energy, twisting around you, dragging you closer, you can still feel its grasp. You can see it, too, when you look up at him: hunger, burning red.

It isn’t a command anymore; it’s a longing.

And you both know you can’t give him what he wants.

“But then I did stop fighting,” you continue, because you can at least answer his question. “And I could still breathe. I was still… myself.” You place a hand on his knee. “It doesn’t scare me anymore, Sy. It’s vast and intimidating, but it’s… exciting, too.”

You smile and give his knee a playful squeeze. “I wanna see how deep it goes.”

He’s stoic for another moment, an apathetic gaze dropping to your hand before lifting to your lips. Then he’s smiling too, leaning closer: “I want to show you how deep it—”

“Don’t ruin it.” You push him back to the wall.

He laughs, running a hand through his white hair, his eyes never leaving yours. There’s a place in his mind where he’s closing the distance again, and he doesn’t care if you know it. You feel the heat in your cheeks betraying you, so you focus back on the man’s injuries: the gash on his stomach has already bled through your bandages. It’ll need stitches.

You sigh, starting to peel back your previous work.

“Does it hurt?” Sylus asks. “Now that you’ve… stopped fighting?”

You glance up, and he’s examining his hand like it’s a gun he hasn’t yet fired and so can't know the power of. He flexes his fingers, pale in the light. “A little,” you admit, thinking of Zayne’s ice and Rafayel’s fire. Resonating was always a trust exercise: it could kill you, could burn, and you had to be willing to let it. “But I can handle it.”

Used bandages tossed aside, Sylus’s wound looks as dire as when you’d first lifted his shirt to find it. You lean back, lips pursed in bleak assessment; somewhere at the back of your mind, Zayne is insisting this is a job for a real doctor.

“That bad, huh?”

You huff in answer, exhausted. You shoot Sylus a look of defeat before gingerly offering your hand.

His eyes flit between it and you, and you have to give another nod of encouragement before he surrenders. He holds his breath— it’s slow— his forefinger gliding tentatively up your wrist, spelling a silent question, before tracing a circle in your palm. He closes his eyes. His long fingers spread yours and he’s claiming your hand with something between reverence and sin.

His touch trespasses delicately. His Evol doesn’t.

You bite back a gasp as power surges through you, dark and devouring. Your eyes snap shut and your hand tightens around his, not knowing if it’ll ground you or drag you deeper, not caring so long as there’s something in all this everything to hold onto. This could kill you— you would let this kill you, but it won’t. Your nails are leaving crescents in his skin and you know, you know, the world will burn long before you do.

This is different than the others. Better than the others.

Suddenly your hand is empty and the darkness is not a promise but a place where you’re alone. Your eyes flutter open, searching for an anchor. Your head is swimming.

“Are you alright?” Sylus is looking at you, his hand on your shoulder, steadying you, and it takes everything in your power not to grasp it again.

So empty. So alone. “I’m fine,” you manage, but your voice is shaking.

“Tch.”

He’s not a man who wastes his time, and he knows better than to push that particular lie. Rejuvenated, he sits up, stretching his arms and rolling his shoulders— reacquainting himself with the strength of his body. He’s imposing again. Looming over you, again. His wounds have all healed, and you watch as the stains of his blood lift and disintegrate, like embers on a breeze.

His hand moves to massage his neck, and he yawns as he lazily tips his head from side to side. “Enjoying the show, sweetie?”

You don’t really hear him. He chuckles, pulling his shirt back down before waving a hand in front of your face; you catch it in a heartbeat. “Stop it.”

“There you are.”

He twists his wrist free, but then your fingers are around his hand, turning it over so you can get a better look. Your thumb traces thoughtfully over the marks you’d made. “Aren’t you going to heal—”

“No,” he smirks.

He wants you to ask him why, so there’s no way in hell you’re going to. You both have your secrets: some worn on the sleeve and others, clutched a little closer to the chest. What does it feel like with me? You turn the question over in your mind as you tidy up wet gauze and bandages. You had told him the truth, just not all of it.

Like how you don’t lose yourself in him, but feel more yourself than you ever have.

Like how every time it gets easier, but so much harder to stop.

“So,” you mutter, distracting yourself, “are you happy with your metaphor?”

Sylus mulls it over as he studies you, a faint glow in his right eye. There are also things he wants to say, but he’s thinking of you and the artist, locked in a wistful embrace in a cluttered studio, so he keeps them to himself. His gaze tells you what he doesn’t: that he will bear it with a smile, for you, and that he will hold onto it long after it makes his hands bleed.

“It was a trifle trite, perhaps. Though… sweet,” he purrs. “Who knew a kitten could be so eloquent?”

“Fuck you.”

“Mmm.” He grins as he looks at your marks on his skin. “That’s better.”

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everytimewetouch-dot-mp3 · 7 months ago

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I am DEATHLY curious about your most recent (stunning, beautiful, awesome) omegaverse svsss au. How does shen yuan act about being an omega??? Is he bombarded with new instincts and impulses that he, the king of denial/repression, just never acts upon? I’m also really interested in how he overall reacts to binghe’s overall alpha-ness

im sorry it took me so long to get to your ask!! i wanted to wait until i had time to properly write out a reply, and holiday travel is exhausting. ANYWAYS. im almost certainly gonna have way too much to say about this lmao, im sorry in advance (update. i just finished writing. there’s…there’s a lot, im sorry lmaooo)

when sy transmigrates into essentially an OC, the system does him the courtesy of ensuring he pops into existence with some medicinal teas used as suppressants. he entered the body in a state where it was using qi to suppress inconvenient instincts and impulses. so when he first arrived, he had a few days with the knowledge that he was an omega before the instincts and impulses started hitting with a force he couldn’t ignore. my mans was like ‘oh being an omega isn’t too bad; idk why airplane made it seem like such a big deal in the book’ etc etc.

once the suppression wears off, though, poor sy is kind of taken out with a migraine just from the overload of scent information. while his body has been parsing that kind of information for who knows how long (sy surely doesn’t!! he has no idea how old this body is!!), he’s kind of overwhelmed by this new stream of information he simply never had before. he adjusts pretty quickly to the scents and pheromones aspect of being an omega (as much as he can without any other alphas or omegas around, of course).

it’s the instinct and impulse bit that’s given him trouble.

the nesting drive is both new and summarily dismissed as a quirk of this new body. it just likes to be surrounded in soft things. what’s wrong with that? everybody likes being comfortable, and even little kids feel safe from scary monsters when they’re covered in blankets. never mind that he spends 45 minutes and one near-breakdown arranging the bedding in the first inn he stays at. that’s just because he’s frustrated from all the walking he’s been doing. and no, he’s not purring once he gets it right, because people don’t do that. it’s a sigh, tyvm.

(he just tunes out the sound of purring after a while. it’s inconvenient information he’s not ready or equipped to deal with, so he simply decides it doesn’t exist.)

the omegan vocalizations give him a lot of trouble, tbh. at one point in his wandering, he wanders into a little town. after playing a very strange game of hide and seek with the local children (they are both hiding and seeking, peeking around corners to watch sy and running away as soon as he looks at them), the oldest leads him to her parents’ house. he stays with them for a few days and can’t help his pleased chirping whenever the pups—children! the children!!—bring him cool rocks or interesting plants. he tells his hosts stories and they give him warm spiced tea, and his pleased chirp startles his hosts so badly they nearly drop the pot. (most people never meet alphas or omegas, though they know how to identify them.

when he meets lbh, every bit of self control sy thought he had is tested. he’s coming off of days of being stressed, afraid, and in pain, and he’s sure to his bones that lbh is going to kill him. sy becomes jumpy, finds himself sleeping better in confined spaces (under the bed, under a pile of blankets, in the corner of the room after moving blankets/furniture to construct a little den for himself). his purring is scratchy and stuttered and near-constant whenever someone else is around (self-soothing purring sounds far less smooth than contented purring. everyone in the palace can tell the difference).

at the same time, there’s something about lbh (his scent his voice his aura of deadly control) that has sy wanting to be close. he writes it off as the protagonist halo. of course being around lbh feels both like having a knife at his throat and like coming home for the first time in years—he’s the protagonist and sy is an omega! it’s unfortunately inevitable that he’d want to be around lbh at least a little bit. when lbh gives sy a heavily scented outer robe, sy adds it to his nest and immediately shifts across the room from it, glaring and keening and wringing his hands as if it were an invader that arrived on its own.

when lbh tries to use his alpha voice on sy to get him away from sj, shen yuan is livid. he feels small and violated and deeply disrespected, and he refuses to see lbh when he has the choice, and denies him the opportunity to scent mark him when he doesn’t have the choice to stay away. lbh doesn’t use alpha voice on him again, but sy is too busy being furious and hurt to pick up the dark, burning scent of pain and regret coming from lbh. besides, if lbh were truly sorry, he’d say something instead of stinking up the place with his stupid alpha pain.

eventually, being away from lbh for so long after frequent regular contact with him starts…getting to sy. after a week or two of the silent treatment, lbh finally forces a conversation where he doesn’t really apologize but at least acknowledges that he offended his new omega. sy takes it for the peace offering it is and allows lbh to scent him again. except. sy had basically been rolling around in lbh’s alpha scent since he arrived at the palace, and after a week without it, his body was less than pleased with the thought that his alpha had abandoned him. so when he’s scented again and given a new robe for his nest, sy kind of…goes into heat a little bit.

this has never happened to him before. he doesn’t realize what’s going on until a full day in, when he’s cramping so badly he can’t get out of bed and his bedding is soaked through with all manner of fluids. sweat, slick, tears. there are a lot of tears. a lot more than he expected. and besides feeling terrified and being in a surprising amount of pain (wasn’t heat supposed to be sexy, airplane?!?!?!!), sy is weirdly lonely. there’s this ache in the back of his mind, this animal part of him yowling at the wrongness of going through this alone. his alpha is supposed to be with him. his alpha isn’t with him. his alpha doesn’t want him.

so he cries a lot, the first couple of days. can’t help it. he’s hot, he’s aching, he’s empty, he’s horny, he’s desperately lonely, and even though he’s alone, he feels absolutely humiliated by all this nonsense. being an omega is bullshit, actually. shen yuan wants a knot in his ass and a refund on this whole experience.

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barcapix · 7 months ago

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THE SMAU WAS SO CUTE PLEASE DO MOREEE

✮ Family of 4 - Pablo Gavi

Pablo Gavira x Fem!Reader

SY: vlogging how your months go, pregnant with your second baby with your husband and of course, with your first born daughter.

A/N: AHHH NO THATS SO SWEET OF YOU TO SAY IM SO HAPPY U LIKED IT!! so this one is just for you💞

Faceclaim: random.

Warnings: none.

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-> username: i wish he posted me like this

-> anonymous: ¿por qué esto no recibe suficiente odio?

↳ milf.f1: apuesto a que eres divertida en las fiestas…

-> username: jules is such a mama’s girl omg

-> reinaporque: CLAIMING

-> ynbestfriend: about time you post them🙄

↳ user59: PREACHH GIRLIE WE’VE BEEN TELLING HIM FOR TOO LONG

↳ anonymous: been PLEADING for your comment ily

-> yn4everrr: ugh so adorable 🥴🥴

-> username: eughh this is so heart clenching and warming to me. they don’t play about /w family

-> _ferminlopez: feliz por ustedes chicos 😈 (liked by pablogavi)

↳ madrid_familyfc: what’s with the devil emoji😭

↳ username0 (@madrid_familyfc): he’s so random istg..

-> anonymous: everyone’s been talking about couple goals but MOTHER GOALS? HELLO?

-> porco: será mejor que mi vida sea así!!

-> user: y’all glazing tf

-> italian: mamma míaaaa😩

-> pablitogaviibackup: IM NOT JEALOUS IM NOT JEALOUS!!

-> wağßí: motherhood suits her so well😻

ynuser

[caption: beachy typa day🌊🏖️]

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-> user137: the pregnancy belly is EVERYTHING😙

-> sistersandseekers: screaming crying

-> username: tiktok gonna go crazyy

-> deactivated: IM DEACTIVATING!

↳ activated: nobody really cares but ok.

-> fcuser9yn: GIRL YOUR GLOWINGG

-> anonymous: well what happens if i js die

-> mikkeykiemeney: my girl💘 (liked by ynuser)

↳ noshame123: pls respond to me, your like my fav couple ever🙏🏾

-> girls: gorgeous mama!!😍

-> pǎvlouvaa: now i can say mother and really mean it

↳ chelseafanpg: i aspire to be her when i get older 🧎‍♀️‍➡️

-> wagsinfo: the new pinterest it-mother 💖

-> user: am i shocked or just annoyed atp

-> anonymous: DID I MISS A CHAPTER

↳ ogbrainrot: yes u freak ur like 4 months late

↳ employed1 (@ogbrainrot): some people employed broski 🙏😭

-> disableduser: metas familiares🤍

-> username: she gota better body than me and im not even pregnant

-> user87: gavi with julia?!🥹

↳ just4fun: PLS like why is nobody talking about them?!

-> anonymous: EINT NO WAY she looks that good.. spill the medicine u use sis

pablogavi

[caption: overdue appreciation for mi hermosa esposa💘]

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-> usename3: SOMEONE CHECK UP ON HIM RN!!

-> anonymous: awhhhh the third slide 🤩

-> ynuser: gracias mi vida💗💞 (liked by pablogavi)

↳ noshame123: pls respond to me, your like my fav couple ever🙏🏾

↳ hiccupstan (@noshame123): wtf your on like every post..

-> user89: did @ynbestfriend finally knock some sense into his brain🤣

-> anonymous: she finally forced him to post sum.

-> username: 💸💸💸💸

-> siramartinezc: spléndida😍

comments on this post are limited.

ynuser

[caption: papi’s first game of the season💙❤️]

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-> username123: SHES BACK & SHES AMAZING..

-> iliketostalk: 😍😍😍

-> anonymooous_: do i dare say she’s in my top 3 wags oat ?

-> pablogavi: la razón por la que juego con pasión🥰

↳ bertagallardoo: Fermín no es el mismo😔 (liked by ynuser)

↳ _ferminlopez (@bertagallardoo): ?!

-> username: nivel anto y georgina

-> ansufati: si chicaa😼 (liked by ynuser)

-> wagespana: my favourite family everrrr

-> user0: hoping I look as good as she does when i’m pregnant!!

-> anonymous: IGEHHH IM SICK TO MY STOMACH

-> coralsimanovich: missing these type of games with you🫠

↳ ynuser: no me hagas llorar🥹

-> anonymous: soon to be three in the stands 🔥

-> fannn4barcelona: she’s always so supportive of him omg!

-> barçalegends: blaugrana at heart💙❤️

-> username: whenever y/n’s there, pablo always plays better

↳ backup: so im not crazy !

-> anonymous7: god please grant me this life 🛐

aurorapaezg story

[caption: mi favourite type of genre❣️]

tagged @ynuser + @pablogavi

@pablogavi reposted

ynuser

[caption: one final recap of these last 9 months, the best months this year🥹🤍]

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-> magui_corceiro: 🌸🎀 (liked by ynuser)

-> anonymous: PRECIOSAA

-> useruser: proteger a esta familia🫀

-> barça’sboy: who knew 4 years ago they would be having a family together

↳ orangegirl: righttt?? i remember the rumours that they were never gonna last, like it was yesterday!

-> username: sure it was with gavi’s money🤑

-> christenthusiast: por favor dios dale a este bebe una vida sana👼👼

-> anonymous: some of y’all are relentless. leave them be!!

-> lauraabla: Du bist so schön schwanger, schatz 🫶🏼 (liked by ynuser)

-> anon: it’s such a shame that y’all hate on her so much

-> username: HELL NO WHY IS MAGUI HERE

↳ nolife5hate: bcus y/n is magui 2.0

-> placeinmyheart: i don’t think you guys know how much this means to me

-> imightbeai: i hope they break up.

↳ imnotai: it’s 2024 and u still riding the hate train. grow up.

pablogavi & ynuser

[caption: welcome bebe numero 2 lorenzo💙]

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-> anonymous: he’s a mix of both of them🥺

-> fcbarcelona: culer lorenzo welcome to the club❤️

-> javi_begines: 😍😍 (liked by pablogavi)

-> user98: he will be the most handsome boy ever with those genes🤍

-> antimadridsta: he gon bully vini from day one

-> pedri: felicidades a ustedes dos😘 (liked by pablogavi)

↳ ynuser: gracias uncle pedri!

↳ bebêfever: (@pedri): we love a supportive pedrito 🙂‍↔️

↳ username (@pedri): pedri.. me and u soon??

-> gavilove_: él será adorado

-> rosylopez78: felicidades!! (liked by pablogavi)

-> ynn_culee10: best mama ever (& papi)☺️

-> sanrothebarber: bienvenido hermano🤜🏼🤛🏼

-> passion_fc: best parents in the world !!

-> mario_rzs: ahora cuando es mi turno de verlo😤 (liked by pablogavi)

↳ pablogavi: nunca🤣🤣

-> username: throwing up, hallucinating, dreaming

-> almudenargavira: mis 4 amores🥳🥳

-> philfoden: 🩵

-> grimaldo35: ¡te lo mereces todo amigo! deseándote lo mejor 🙌 (liked by pablogavi)

-> paucubarsí: no puedo esperar para conocer al lil bro!!

↳ ynbestfriend: jokes on u, i’ve already seen him

↳ anonymous:(@ynbestfriend): i love you never die.

-> ynwagpg: wishing you a healthy recovery mama🫶

-> username: madrid will fear him

↳ madridchampions: ur dreaming mate 😂

-> alexisputellas: 💙❤️

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purpdrawsthings · 6 months ago

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I SWEAR THIS IS THE FINAL ONE

God this app is going to be the end of me.

For anyone asking where their oc was, don't be afraid to ask me! =3

@ominus-potato @h4ppysoki @fenicearts420 @icedbeverageenjoyer @alex-dolmatescu2-0 @zenith-astral @moonlight12086 @sakuwura-meow-meow @josiekatxd @echostarsys @neo91502 @smgx-pez

Special mentions!

@birdy-four @scimagic @fruit-sy

Links to the two past posts!

First

Second

LET'S TALK ABOUT THE DAMN ANIMATIC CUZ I NEED TO.

Finally.. With that settled..

Was this worth it? Idfk.

I am so burnt out..

This thing was made in both Flipaclip and Alight motion. Give all the thanks to my fingers and thumb chat 💜💜💜💜

Now this thing was originally supposed to premier on the 31st right at new years. Problem was, IT HAD 2K+ FRAMES AND I STARTED AT THE 21ST. WORSE, I DECIDED THAT IT WAS THE AMAZING DECISION TO ADD 85 PEOPLE AND DID NOT PLAN THIS. This thing has got me doubting myself, I think I almost went crazy.

I did 500 frames for the first day then 200.. Then 100... THEN LESS THAN 100. By the 31st, new years had past. Meaning it was outdated. Might as well finish it right? I took a break for almost week before going back at the project thinking "WHAT AM I DOING??". I finished by yesterday and uh.. I did like 500+ frames from yesterday cuz I was that desperate to get rid of my misery. I edited the thing today and everything was ready right?

WRONG.

I HAD TO DEAL WITH THE PROBLEM OF ME ADDING THE 4 MINUTE ANIMATION IN THE POST, WAITING FOR IT TO SAVE, ONLY FOR IT TO REJECT ME. This went on for a total of 3 hours with me just WAITING for it to let it save while I watched videos from my tv. Eventually, I gave up and decided to split the video.

Thought that was end? NO. I REALIZED THAT I COULDN'T PUT 2 VIDEOS IN ONE POST, NOR CAN I ADD MORE THAN 50 MENTIONS IN ONE POST. These past few hours was stressful my god. Finally seeing it end was a relief.

I am NOT doing this again.

Anyways, with that outta the way.. I'll get on with my uh.. Statement for Christmas!

Thank you for everyone for an amazing and awesome year. It's been a wonderful one and I cant express the amount of gratitude and love to each every person I've met this year. Even if it was for a short while, I still enjoyed every moment.

I can't believe that joining one fandom would get me this far, it blows my mind because of how many connections I've able to make because of this one fandom. I give my highest gratitude to the SMG4 community, and the amazing people who are in it.

I started my early days in this internet in amino. Although small, it let me explore new stuff and new people. And to that, ill say a thank you to all of my among us friends, and the community itself. This whole fandom inspired me to make my own series, create my own ocs from scratch, and slowly grow. Although during that period I didn't get the amount of attention I have now, it was a great, small place to start off as a small creator.

Back to the SMG4 community, I would like to say thank you for 200+ followers on both Tumblr and Twitter! Old me would've exploded so many times because of that milestone. I can't believe I have so many people I look up to that actually follow me, like what you guys actually notice me?! I'd like to say so much more but it just really flabbergasted me of how far I've gotten. I can't even think of the words or anything! All I can say is thank you for the experiences I've had. All of this couldn't have been done without you.

It's time for some little statements for all the people I adore.

@tiredsmashbros @strange0-0storm @its-a-me-mango @cookiepopcat - Omg I see y'all as the big artists of the community sishsishishdid interacting with every single one of you was a pleasure and it was amazing! I don't usually interact with people I admired or looked up to due to me being a bit shy.. But y'all are so amazing! Everytime any one of you would reply to my posts, I get a huge squeel! I was getting noticed like help??? You guys are like one the first few artists that I saw when starting in the community, you guys can't imagine how much of an inspiration you all are to me, and for that, thank you for everything, big or small! 💜💜💜

@rr3d2y @mikchi8 - AKO AND MIKCHI YOU TWO SILLY PPL GUHHHHHHH. First off, AKO I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!! YOU'RE LITERALLY MY FIRST SMG4 RELATED FREN!! I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE THAT OUR FIRST INTERACTION QUICKLY JUST MADE US FRIENDS LIKE, YOU SO COOL??? AND MIKCHI, ALTHOUGH WE DON'T INTERACT OFTEN, I FIND YOU SILLY, AND GOOFY. STOP PUTTING PREGNANT EMOJIS GUHHHH!!!! /silly You two are so silly sihsisgdishsishdidg love you two 💜💜💜💥💥💥💥

@coralalala64 @bear-boi-5 @libbytwq - You three are also silly like what. SOYYYYYYY I fucking love ur artstyle it's so recognizable.. I LOVE UR VIRAL VIRUS AU!!! I swear I look at EVERY SINGLE POST relating to the AU like I AIN'T JOKING I READ ALL OF THEM YES THAT'S WHAT I DO IN MY FREE TIME. The way you incorporate horror into your drawings is amazing, IT JUST WORKS! Coral you goof stop spreading the creachurs everywhere now my place stinks... /silly anyways, YOUR TRADITIONAL ARTSTYLE IS AMAZING! I FIRST SAW YOU THROUGH YOUR SILLY CREACHUR DOODLES AND I LOVED THEM!! TALKING TO YOU IS ALSO AMAZING CUZ YOU SO FUNNY! Somebody kick Ignatius away from SMGL:E /silly LORE YOU SO COOL!!!! THE THINGS YOU ARE WORKING ON WITH L:E ARE SO INTERESTING PLEASE DO KEEP ON COOKING I WILL EAT IT. I swear to god I don't know I how this all happened but I swear you three are cool af. 💥💥💥💥✨✨✨✨

@michealscorneroftheinternet @grinnames - WHERE TO FUCKING START... Micheal, I. Love. Your. AU's. SHOUTOUT TO @dorriostareyes TOO CUZ YOU COOL! I SHOULD'VE ADDED YOU IN THE SPECIAL MENTIONS GUHHHHHHH I'M SORRY!!!!! Continuing.. I LOVE YOUR THREE AU'S, UNDERTALE AU? AMAZING. CHANGE IN SCRIPT? ABSOLUTE CINEMA. THE FALLEN? AN ABSOLUTE MASTERPIECE!!!! You can't imagine how much I love your content... I won't stop making fanart for you so that I'll actually explode your circuits =3 /silly /hj GRINNAMES I LOVE YOUR GODBOX AU. LIKE I LOVE ME TWO CORRUPTED SMG'S CONTROLLED BY THE GODBOX 💜💜💜 They are so silly like they could on a killing spree.. OH ALSO UR ARTSTYLE IS VERY VERY PRETTY. I LOVE IT! You two have amazing AU'S like god aishoahsoshsoshsohsosh💥💥💥💥💥💥

@icedbeverageenjoyer @h4ppysoki @jovialoddity @bidinonsense @fbanjex @4thwallbreakerdraws2 - do they all have in common? MR PUZZLES! Every time I see yalls Puzzles content I have a smile on my face that I can't describe cuz yalls Puzzles content is so peak, I LOVE ME SOME SILLY HANDSOME TV MEN CONTENT THANK YOU!!!!! Oh btw @alex-dolmatescu2-0 don't worry you're invited to the club too don't be shy 💜💜💜

@eliscz @opossol @theartistisme43 - YOU ALL SO COOL LIKE SOSHSIDHDODHOSHDODHD. Opposol I know you aren't involved in the SMG4 community much but I love ur content it's just so amazing and I love the cartoons kinda fuzzy art style. Elis also know you're in your sun n' moon hyper fixation phase but broadcast madness au is PEAK. Cantro I love your scarred verse like it a so interesting I love scarred SMG4 sm. Someone beat up that tv man 😔💥💥💥 /silly

@art-parasi-te @superluigiglitchy - You two are amazing people! Hamlos you should know by now that I am actually kinda into Dandys World and I even have my own oc so.. IDFK WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT WHAT AM I SPITTING??? Squib yaoi gotta be my fav ship 💜 PJ! I love ur silly Oliver squib yaoi content like HE IS SO CUTE SOMEBODY MAKE A MARKETABLE PLUSHIE OUT OF HIM!! So yeah you two so coollllllll ✨✨✨✨✨

This animatic was made to express my gratitude and love to every single on fo the people in this community, featured or not, you are all awesome. Hopefully this will get some smaller creators the attention they deserve 💜

Big or small, we all can achieve out dreams, next year ;)

Merry Christmas / holidays everyone 💜

I am so not okay chat

#smg4 #smg4 au #new year #happy new year #christmas

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 3 months ago

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Watchers Anonymous 3

Warnings: non/dubcon, stalking, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Peter Parker, skinny!Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Thor, Loki, Curtis Everett, Jake Jensen, Cole Turner, Captain Syverson, Nick Fowler(so far)

This AU is called Watcher Anonymous and will include different series for each of the above. This includes the whole group (mostly).

Summary:men with illicit infatuations come together to share and plot their perfect fantasies.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

“There are no sirens so I would say the situation isn’t completely dire,” Loki intones from the passenger seat.

Jensen sighs. He’s not impressed with the sarcasm. This guy doesn’t stop either. No wonder he’s in this group. Well, so is he...

Jensen pulls up to the curb and shuts off the engine. He checks his phone on the dash mount. Peter confirms that the rest of them are on the way to Cole’s farm. This is faster than expected. Much faster.

Another message pops up. It’s Cole. ‘About the farm. We need to talk.’

Later. Jensen doesn’t reply. Everyone needs to just chill out until they get through this one small thing. This kidnap.

Another private message from Discord. It’s Sy. He doesn’t even bother to read it before he swipes it away. He leaves Curtis’ text unread as well. He unmounts his phone and puts it in his pocket.

“So, do we have a plan or are we going to act on impulse as my brother?” Loki tuts.

“I’m trying to figure it out. Very open to suggestion. Something that won’t draw attention.” Jensen taps his fingers on his khakis.

“I believe my brother went in through the back,” Loki explains. “Though I can’t imagine how he managed to get inside without leaving sign of it.”

“Sure,” Jensen huffs and undoes his seatbelt. “Fine, let’s get in through the back.”

“Mm, let us.”

“I saw a path when we drove up,” Jensen shrugs. “Just be cool.”

“I’m calm,” Loki assures him.

The walk down the street and veer around the wooden fence that demarcates the breadth of a path shrouded in the shade of willow trees. Jensen keeps his head up as he takes in the area. Loki is just as rigid though doesn’t seem as cautious.

The come to a split in the path. They go towards her house. Hensen counts them and they stop behind her fence.

“You want a boost?” He offers the taller man.

“I can manage,” Loki removes his plate and hangs it from a fence post. He stretches his arms up and hauls himself over, hooking a leg swiftly and swinging across to the other side.

Jensen clucks. He could’ve used one. He bounces before he grabs on. He nearly falls onto the ground on the other side. Loki manages to pull his jacket down. They look at each other then head for the back door.

Loki takes out his phone. The door opens before he can unlock the screen. Thor appears, addled as he hunches down. Guilt pinkens his cheeks.

“I didn’t mean to. I swear it. I... I got scared and--”

“Hush brother, and let us through.”

“What about the others?” Thor asks.

“They’re waiting,” Jensen assures as he follows Loki inside. “Would anyone else be coming by? Trying to contact her?”

“She has her appointments on the calendar but none today,” Thor explains. “No one else.”

“How dreary,” Loki remarks. “Is she stuffed in the basement yet?”

“In there,” Thor points.

The march down the hall. Loki snickers as he dips through a doorway. Jensen follows as the black-haired man shakes his head at the woman on the bed. She’s tied up and wide-eyed. Horrified. Tears begin to fall down her cheeks as she sees them but Jensen can tell, they aren’t the first that day.

“Jesus,” Jensen says.

“Oh dear, indeed,” Loki sneers.

“She wouldn’t stop screaming,” Thor touches the sides of his neck. “I don’t want to hurt her. I don’t think I did.”

She shakes as she sobs, stifled by the cloth in her mouth. Jensen feels sick. He thinks of Nano. That plan he had. Is this how it’s going to be?

“Well, then, we should decide. Is my brother to be incarcerated or are we to find some solution?” Loki inquires.

Jensen thinks. They only need to rearrange a few things. Everything. And find a place to lay low while they figure out the compound. No, a home. It’s all about the language, the mood. This isn’t what it seems like.

“I could talk to her. I’m sure she wouldn’t hurt us once she knows I only mean her well.” Thor suggests.

“And how has that gone?” Loki scoffs.

“Right,” Jensen puts up both hands. “Listen, there’s a plan. We move her first. That’s priority but we can’t give ourselves away. We have to wait for nightfall.”

“Nightfall? I do have a life,” Loki sniffs.

“No, none of us do. Not if we don’t figure this out,” Jensen warns. “I’ll let the others know but they need to do their part. They need to find a place to lay low while we get everything set up.”

“Oh, I’m certain that’s a simple task,” Loki rolls his eyes.

“Listen, guy,” Jensen begins angrily.

“Brother,” Thor warns through his moping. “Jake,” he faces the other man, “I’m terribly sorry I’ve done this all.”

“We got each other. That’s what this group is so we do it together. Move her first.” He puts a finger up, “you said she has a calendar?” Thor nods. “Alright,” second finger up, “we call her doctors, we have them transfer her files to her ‘new’ specialists.”

“Oh?” Loki tilts his head.

“I can build it in a few hours. I’ll sneak out and get my laptop out of the car but I’ll make it look legit. We have to make everyone believe she’s relocating. If she doesn’t have family or friends, we only really need to convince an already overworked system.” Jensen puts up a third finger, “The house... we can sell or we can keep it for the time being. Cover the bills...”

“Hm, I see your meaning,” Loki remarks. “I suppose we can put up a facade.”

“For the time being,” Jensen affirms. He looks at the bed and goes forward slowly. The woman stares in terror. He bends to come eye level. “Look, I’m really sorry about this but we really aren’t bad guys. We’re going to help you.” He stands up, “we’ll help all of them.”

“Hm,” the rattle of a pill bottle underlines the hum. Jensen looks at Loki as he reads the label. “These might be of use; ‘cause drowsiness’.”

“I thought so but... I need help,” Thor says. “She bit me.”

Loki snickers, “well, then, I think the three of us can handle it,” he struts closer to Jensen who stops him and takes the bottle.

“You must be gentle with her,” Thor girds as he comes closer. “Please.”

“We will,” Jensen reads the dosage and shakes out two pills. He faces the woman again. “What was her name?”

“Luna,” Thor answers.

“Alright,” Jensen turns to the bed. “Look Luna, you look like you’re hurting so we’re gonna give you some of your meds.”

She squeaks but doesn’t move. Her eyes glisten and her face strains. He can see she’s already dwindling. He remembers Thor says she’s very sick.

“We won’t hurt you,” he promises as he reaches for her gag.

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clementine-and-pomegranates · 4 months ago

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Shen Qingqiu's Return

this has been eating at me but i did a small something like what if Shen Qingqiu came back in his og body when SY was in the plant body during the whole debacle at CQM before Zhuzhi-lang steals the og body

“Caught you, Shizun.”

Shen Yuan stood in between Liu Qingge and Luo Binghe, their blades drawn. Everyone stood around them watching, the air was so still a pin dropping would be heard in the overwhelming silence, reverberating against the mountain walls.

“You’re not dead?” Liu Qingge’s voice was barely above a whisper.

Shen Yuan sighed inwardly, “Liu-shidi, what’s that look on your face? Aren’t you happy your shixiong is alive?”

All hell broke loose.

Luo Binghe and Liu Qingge immediately returned fighting over him, the other people surrounding them broke from their trance and their voices grew louder and louder by the second. Shen Yuan sensed Yue Qingyuan in the crowd, and sure enough there he was, eyes wide in astonishment but also something else, something like…guilt?

Shen Yuan’s bones felt like they were about to break in Luo Binghe's grasp. He had had enough of being tussled around, and he could feel some low burning resentment and anger awake from its long slumber after seeing all the events that had led up to this moment. He turned to his disciple, “You did this on purpose.”

“What is Shizun referring to?”

“You were dragging this out. You could have burned your way through Cang Qiong Mountain, yet here you were stalling, waiting. You were baiting me out.”

Luo Binghe sneered at him, “So this master can deduce what his disciple is thinking. This disciple is so overjoyed at the attention he receives from his master.”

Liu Qingge seemed to awaken from his shock and raised his sword once more, “Let go of him.”

Instead of abetting, Luo Binghe simply drew Shen Yuan towards him, pressing him closer to his body. Shen Yuan’s mind was running wild trying to figure out what went wrong. It was then he recalled his last interactions with Luo Binghe, “When did you realise it was me in the dreams?”

“Isn’t Shizun being quite condescending? Would he think me a fool for not recognizing it by the second time?” Shen Yuan shook his head inwardly, ‘No, you’re not the fool. I am.’

Of course Luo Binghe’s cultivation would have sniffed him out. If not the first time like he said, then definitely the second. It simply would have been too improbable.

“Okay just what is going on here?!” Qi Qingqi blurted out, then pointing towards Qiong Ding Hall, “Isn’t that…that thing, in there Shen Qingqiu?”

That was the question that seemed to be on everyone’s minds, and all heads whipped around to the three men. Luo Binghe gave a small smirk and spoke, “Why not ask the former An Ding Peak Lord? I’m sure Shang-shishu would be delighted to tell you all about it.”

Shang Qinghua looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there, slowly stepping out from behind Mobei-jun, he cautiously started speaking, “Several years ago, Shen-shixiong and I happened to find a—” In just a split second Shang Qinghua turned from a look of anxiety personified, to a statue of absolute horror. He choked out a few sounds before saying, “What is that?!”

A figure had come up and was walking towards the crowd. Shen Yuan’s eyes squinted trying to make sense of what he was seeing, but it was soon clear to him and to everyone, there was no mistaking it. In that moment, all of Shen Yuan’s hopeless hopes and chances of getting out of this alive and unscathed were vanished. The hairs on his head stood on their ends as everyone gaped in terror at the man before them. The man’s eyes searched the crowd, then zeroed in on him.

“You.”

Shen Qingqiu’s green eyes bore into Shen Yuan’s own. He held himself up barely, still in his disheveled robes, hair loose and feet bare. The utter killing intent radiating from him was so intense that it could possibly only be rivaled by Xin Mo itself.

Shen Yuan’s own eyes were wide with fear. He wasn’t sure if he was better off with the original goods or Luo Binghe’s manic eyes. Both would end up killing him in the end. If not those two then certainly the others. Afterall, Shen Yuan was an impostor, someone who should not be here, someone who should have never been alive in the first place.

Shen Qingqiu bares his teeth at him, he continues to stare him down, and in a cold voice full of promise, “I’m going to kill you.”

....yeah anyways i needed to get it out (i was doing this instead of updating my fic).

enjoy my loves!

—clementine&pomegranates <333

#scum villian self saving system #svsss #mxtx svsss #svsss au #svsss fanfiction #shen qingqiu #shen yuan #luo binghe #moshang #shang qinghua #ficlet #needed to get this out of my system #nottheactualsystem

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bloopitynoot · 3 months ago

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What I Read This Week: 04/13/2025

I am a librarian, and unrelated to stereotypes about my profession, I do read a metric shit-ton in a week. Most of it is fanfiction but hey, I thought maybe it's time I share my reads?

This is what I read this week:

1 Georgia Peach 🍑 by RedGardenGreenLeaves (10, 687)

Summary: Inspired by a post on my tumblr (@red-garden) What if Shen Yuan was from the american Southeast and conducted himself accordingly? Minds would melt. Brains explode. Pants creamed! --- There's a migration of rare demonic insects flying over Cang Qiong, renowned for their beauty. Shen Yuan is happier than a pig in shit getting ready to study them, turning it into an intersect event! But with that one beautiful night of his dreams approaching, several hopeful bachelors lay down their plans to win the heart of the belle of the Jianghu. --- Kind of zzl heavy since SY calling him Pudding Cup -> Puddin is was spawned the original idea. Win for snake perverts everywhere! (Shen Yuan's accent is phonetically transcribed, but I am a Southerner with a southern accent. I made the call to write how I say things. Don't like, don't read.)

Okay wait, this was such a fun fic to start my week!

I was stoked when this popped up in my Ao3 browse because I did see the original prompt on tumblr and I was VIBRATING at the premise.

This fic delivered! Cultivators and demons stood no chance against shen yuan with a well-timed "baby"

applause!!!!!

2 Camp Golden Hearts by Rozavie (44, 283)

Summary: Wei Wuxian loves working at Camp Golden Carp. The sleepaway camp was a cornerstone of his childhood, and being a counselor there with his three best friends is a dream. It's too bad that this is the last summer before everyone he knows will graduate from college and likely move on from this place. Still, Wei Wuxian refuses to be sad, and he intends to have the best summer of all time. However an unexpected new roommate, fellow camp counselor Lan Wangji, is added to their cabin by surprise, and his presence changes Wei Wuxian's grand summer plans. He is determined to befriend the cold, serious Lan Wangji and indoctrinate him into his summer fun. And despite his resistance, Wei Wuxian just can't seem to leave the guy alone.

Omg this was so damn cute! The most fluffiest of summer camp love stories.

We get autistic lan zhan representation :'3 I love when this crops up in fics

There is a slight miscommunication because WY is an idiot, but it is resolved like the next chapter. But it does bring a little emotional turmoil

3 Friendly Accusations Tend to Escalate by marikazz (25, 682)

Summary: Wei Wuxian resolved to prove Nie Huaisang's drunken accusations wrong. Being unable to stay friendly? Peculiar courting behaviors? Of course he had always teased Lan Wangji within minutes of seeing him, who could have resisted taking a crack at that icy facade!

Well, for the sake of proving a point, he was willing to play a perfectly polite young master or even that stickler's gracious friend.

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Two and a half years after the Discussion Conference in Qishan and the tragic end of the Wen clan, another gathering of the Great Sects is finally taking place in the Unclean Realm.

Oh these sweet boys. One of them thinking the feelings are one-sided the other oblivious until he's not.

ft jiang Cheng fighting for WWX's honor, Lan Qiren suspicious af but also interested in academic debates, and Lan Xichen learning more than he wants but it's cool bc his bro is happy

A cute fic- happy ending :'3

4. Heaven Official's Blessing by MXTX Chapter 85- 89

Summary: Born the crown prince of a prosperous kingdom, Xie Lian was renowned for his beauty, strength, and purity. His years of dedication and noble deeds allowed him to ascend to godhood. But those who rise, can also fall…and fall he does, cast from the Heavens again and again and banished to the mortal realm.

Eight hundred years after his mortal life, Xie Lian has ascended to godhood for the third time. Now only a lowly scrap collector, he is dispatched to wander the earthly realm to take on tasks appointed by the heavens to pay back debts and maintain his divinity. Aided by old friends and foes alike, and graced with the company of a mysterious young man with whom he feels an instant connection, Xie Lian must confront the horrors of his past in order to dispel the curse of his present.

I'm nearing the end of book 5! I'm reading about a chapter a day and live blogging the experience. you can follow along on the Bloopitynoot reads TGCF tag

NO SPOILERS PLS.

I am so soft for Hualian

5 Hopelessly Devoted to You by Salemn (27, 562)

Summary: Wèi Yīng makes the very not clever decision to visit the Cold Springs on a chilly Gūsū afternoon, knowing he has a weak Core and that the body of which he resides in is not as durable as he likes to believe.

The consequences of his actions catch up with him fast.

Lán Wàngjī and Wèi Yīng both do not have a good time when Wèi Yīng wakes up in the throes of a rather brutal sickness; fevered, coughing, mildly delirious and struggling to breathe.

Cue a super sweet, so obviously in love Lán Wàngjī having to nurse his clingy, equally as in love, dumbass of a husband back to health. Along with visits from their sunshine child, who is quite literally perfect and is definitely worried for his Ā-diē's wellbeing, and Lán Xīchén, who is willing to do anything for his little brother and brother-in-law.

A sick fic, but not as angsty as typical fics; this one is so soft and caring

My heart for everyone! WY getting the love he deserves, LWJ working through his anxiety around losing wy

The Lan fam coming in to take care of their favourite demonic cultivator.

6 Loaded God Complex, Cock It And Pull It by Camorra (69, 961)

Summary: There were three things of which Shen Yuan was absolutely certain. The first, that Luo Binghe was an irredeemable jackass. The second, there was a part of Luo Binghe, and Shen Yuan didn't know how large, that wanted Shen Yuan dead for trussing him like a pig and dumping him on his own front porch. And the third, that Shen Yuan was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with Luo Binghe. P S Y C H !

OMG this fic was incredible. (very ancient) Demon Shen Yuan, Binghe with his harem post realm merge

So good, so petty!

The ending is very sad though :( and a bit of a cliff hanger! The author talks about a part two but I am not sure if that will happen. The fic was published in 2022 and the most recent fic on their profile is a different fandom from 2023.

It can be read well as is though! But don't expect the happy binqiu ending!

7 A love in any other skin by Marantis (16, 035)

Summary: Shen Yuan had only been Shen Yuan for a few months, when to his great distress the murders started happening in town. Murders that could only have been committed by someone like him. Now there's a cultivator coming to town with the assignment to find the murderer and bring them to justice. Suffice to say Shen Yuan was not having a great time and the fact that the cultivator in question was the most beautiful human being he's ever laid his eyes on wasn't helping either!

Part one of the Skin off my back series (2 parter)

This was so wholesome!!! Skinner demon Shen yuan is too cute. This guy doesn't want to be a skinner demon but that's how he was born

Binghe clocks him almost immediately (and also falls fast and hard)

8 Bluebells, B's, and other things. by lorelai_walker (5, 675)

Summary: It was a beautiful spring day when Thorin, Dis, Fili and Kili decided to take a birthday trip to the local Botanical Gardens.

This is not my typical fandom but it was written by a pal @futuretimelord-468 and was so sticky sweet!!!

The descriptions of the gardens are incredible, the blushing boys are too cute, and the littles even more adorable

Definitely worth a read- it really is a wholly cleansing fic.

9 Hanguang-Jun and His Beloved Pet Rabbit by 96qutie (In progress fic, read chapter 37 this week)

Summary: A gentle touch stroked his back, and Wei Ying stiffened in surprise. He looked up to find pale-gold eyes staring down at him intensely.

He gulped.

“Are you hurt?” The young cultivator asked in a soft voice, as if he expected an answer— even though he was already prodding Wei Ying’s ears and legs to see for himself. When he didn’t find evidence of injury he seemed to relax. “Are you frightened?”

If Wei Ying were human, he would have blushed and tried to crack a joke to hide it. As a rabbit, he could only kick his feet like a shy toddler.

“Wangji? I heard a commotion. Is everything alright?”

With the swiftness of a child being caught up past their bedtime, Wei Ying was shoved inside a billowing sleeve.

“Mn.”

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This is a ‘The Disabled Tyrant’s Beloved Pet Fish’ AU for Wangxian. That series captured my heart, so then this happened. For those who don’t know that story; you don’t have to read it to read this. I don’t follow the plot at all, and I even changed the premise a bit. It’s only loosely inspired by it.

Also just to be clear: Wei Ying is not a rabbit 100% of the time.

This is a good read in general, it is an in progress fic!

This fic has a unique take on WY resurrection/life/abilities? and I really love that about it

This chapter was so sweet!!!!!

10 Liu Qingge and the Horrible, Terrible, No Good, Very Bad Transmigration by SenpaiBuckwheat (92, 134)

Summary: Dear Airplane,

I don’t know what kind of sick trick this is, but one of your devoted cosplayers has staged an attempted suicide to get my attention. From the goodness and kindness of my own heart, I took this poor soul into my home to nurse their wounds only for this fucking Liu Qingge cosplayer to pull out a perfect replica of Cheng Luan and hold it against my throat! This person is absolutely convinced they are your beloved Peak Lord of Bai Zhan. Even now, he sits in my apartment, “meditating”. The only reason I do nothing is because I fear for my own life!

Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it! Do you want money? An apology? Say the word, but just get this fucking lunatic away from me or I’ll sic the cops on you! My blood is on your hands, Airplane. Call off your fanatic dog!

Worst regards, Peerless Cucumber

THIS WAS SO GOOD. Was it incredibly awkward at times, yes (liu qingge is not exactly sociable on a regular day), was the ending so damn sickly sweet- also yes.

However- the last bonus chapter did ruin my life. I almost made it through this fic without crying and I did fail LOL

uugh my heart! 10/10

11 Love deeper than skin by Marantis (102, 863)

Summary: After the nerve-wracking reveal of Shen Yuan's true nature as a skinner demon and the subsequent declaration of love from Luo Binghe, our heroes find themselves on the road to a brighter future. But the shadows of Luo Binghe's past keep looming over them and the cultivator is not ready to just abandon his plans for revenge. Will he lose sight of what he already has in favour of achieving his goals? Will his enemies take advantage of his weaknesses to gain the upper hand? Or will the love he has for Shen Yuan and his love for Luo Binghe in turn be enough to lead to a future brighter than what had been predetermined?

Or what happens if you insert Shen Yuan into the water prison arc of the original PIDW

Part two of the Skin off my back series

Literally so cute omg :'3333 the ending, mama shan, uuuuugh too good

Binghe keeps some really stupid secrets and it does cause some angst- it all works out though!

Everyone who lives in this fic gets a better ending

12 in the endless sky by tagteamme (20, 864)

Summary: As a young disciple, Luo Binghe meets a kind yet mysterious young master who takes a shining to him.

As an emperor, Luo Binghe is gifted a captive.

The poacher bows low and retreats into the shadows for a moment as Luo Binghe watches him with a bored look from his throne, one leg swung carelessly over the other. Feathers strew the cage, and the figure looks human. It’s screeching and cursing, voice broken, and Luo Binghe does not feel a single thing stir within him. Sweating under the unimpressed look, the demon reaches a scaly hand between the bars of the cage and tugs at the sack over the creature’s head, yanking harshly. Time ceases for a moment; Luo Binghe’s stomach drops through the ground. A battered man looks up at him, deep grey eyes widening as their gazes meet. Luo Binghe’s chest clenches, and his hands stiffen at the sight. His heart thumps loudly in his throat, and the air escapes from his lungs, leaving him in a stunned silence. “Binghe?” rasps a familiar voice.

This fic was so cute! But then it was tragic! But then it was cute again

I was really on a kick this week with Demon Shen Yuan fics

My heart hurt so much for Binghe. CW for some child abuse though :(

A beautiful ending

13 The possessor of Shen Qingqiu’s body by orphan_account, Thousand_Ways (41, 574)

Summary: Considering his sudden change in personality, everybody in Cang Qiong Mountain Sect realized that Shen Qingqiu had been possessed after his most recent qi deviation in the span of a few weeks. Well, either that, or he had lost his memories, the other Peak Lords couldn’t decide which explanation was more likely. That is, of course, until the System went on an extended vacation during the Abyss chapters and Shen Yuan stopped caring about the exact day in which he would inevitably face his second death.

Edit: This fic is now marked as having two authors because I started writing it anonymously before creating an account dedicated mainly for SVSSS, and since I wanted to switch accounts for this fic so that everyone could know who wrote it but still have my other username remain anonymous, I had to add my second account as a co autor and orphan this work from my first account. But don’t worry, the real author of this work hasn’t changed despite AO3 showing you otherwise.

Bingliushen! With ace Liu Qingge representation!

This was heart ruining at times, the system is for sure the BBEG

I did read both parts of the series- the second is just a little extra set in the abyss arc

So so good! Shen Yuan for being straight (he is not) is kind of a hoe.

There is no smut on screen- there is lots of kissing, and one fade to black. (since the fic is unrated)

That's what I read this week!

Mostly SVSSS and a LOT of Shen Yuan as a demon fics this week (0 complaints from me!)

I am dwindling down to one page of MFL so if you have any recs for MDZS or SVSSS I would absolutely adore them!

If you want a personalized fic list I am offering lists for Wangxian (some other MDZS pairings) and bingqiu (and some other SVSSS pairings) -just send me a dm with your theme and criteria!

till next week!

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currentlyinflames · 2 months ago

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Happy Birthday Darling - sylus x reader

Summary: A night out with Sylus on his birthday.

cw: guns, a singular suggestive sentence

A/N: I'M SORRY I DIDNT FINISH THIS IN TIME FOR HIS BIRTHDAY

a bunch of kudos to my bae atlas. miss u bestie <3 uh i am american but i've never been to a shooting range myself so I had to rely on aforementioned bae atlas

Enjoy :D

Word count: 1.8k

Your smile was giddy as you fixed your hair for the umpteenth time in front of the mirror.

You were in Sylus’ guest room, getting ready to go out at 9 pm to celebrate his birthday perfectly at midnight. You've been planning this for months and were willing to do anything to make sure your boyfriend had an amazing night.

You smoothed the wrinkles in your sweater as you waited for him to emerge in all his birthday boy glory.

You bent down to tuck your fancy pistols into your thigh holsters, covering them with your coat. The venue allowed for your own guns to be brought- for the right price.

A hand brushes your waist as you rise up, turning to meet your man ravishingly dressed in a maroon shirt paired with black dress pants.

“Hey,” you smiled.

“Hey yourself,” Sylus smirked back. “You look gorgeous sweetie. And you’re bringing the ceremonial pistols. Any special occasion today?”

“I thought it was only fitting for your surprise.”

He leaned down, brushing his lips with yours “Then by all means lead the way.”

***

You took the sports car Sylus bought you for your birthday, the hum of the engine a background track to the tall buildings of the N109 Zone rushing past you. Your headlights illuminated the road ahead, the dim streetlights giving the area an eerie glow.

You quickly drove out of the N109 Zone, eager to escape the lawless district and reach your destination.

After driving for a while, you were greeted with the familiar city lights of Linkon and the many parks that adorned the city.

You pulled into the parking of a wide building, the sign labeling it as "Linkon Hunter Shooter Range."

"You sure I'll be allowed in there, sweetie? You know I have a reputation."

"I have my connections too Sy," you held the door open for him, playfully bowing as he walks in. "I come here to practice and unwind, so the owner and I have become pretty close."

"Right on time," the receptionist greeted you as you slid over your hunter badge. "And this must be the lucky plus one. Happy birthday. I have you set up in the private range, last room on the left."

You grasped his hand, intertwining your fingers and pulled him toward the range.

You were greeted with a long room, targets lining the far wall and on stands in between the barrier and the end. A table in the near the door held two earmuffs, one for each of you.

You took off your coat, feeling Sylus' gaze trace the motion, taking in the form fitting sweater.

Sylus gave a low whistle. "Red is a good color on you, kitten."

You glanced at him over your shoulder. "Not looking too bad yourself, handsome."

He pressed up behind you, his hand going to your thigh to pull out one of your pistols. He used one hand to pull up the ear muffs to shield your ears and then did the same to himself.

Protection is important, he mouthed as you giggled into your hand.

He then aimed it at one of the targets and fired.

You smirked and pulled down the ear guards. "Bit rusty, huh babe?"

The corner of his lips turned up in a smile as he also pulled down the protection. "Maybe I need a few private lessons."

You made a show of walking in a circle around him, observing his stance and looking him up and down with a focused expression. "Spread your legs."

Sylus' blinked. "Spread-"

"Your stance isn't wide enough, love." You lightly kicked his feet father apart. "Shoulder distance."

He chuckled, slowly recovering from your comment. "Never thought I'd get this kind of a free lesson today. I'm not sure where I'd be tested on shooting stance considering everyone who dares face me is swiftly dealt with."

"Indulge me for a bit." You poked his back. "Spine straight. I also don't remember saying this lesson was free."

"My, then I'll have to repay you later. Do you accept cash or favors, oh great teacher?"

"I'm scared of where you'll get the cash from so your joy on this fine day is payment enough for me. I also accept letting me win at Kitty Cards as a fine fee."

He turned back to look at you, amused. "It's a deal."

You tittered. "Eyes on the prize, tough guy."

"But what if you're my prize, sweetie?"

"Then eyes on the target, Romeo." You turned his head back toward the range, leaning close to whisper in his ear. "The gun is an extension of you. It doesn't kill, you do."

You pulled up your ear guards, helping him aim from behind and fire, hitting the target spot on.

"Not bad for a shooting rookie," you teased.

"Then why don't you display your own skills, my Hunter?"

You pulled out your other gun and shot a target further away, hitting the bullseye.

"Show-off."

You turned back, making a show of blowing away the imaginary smoke on the barrel.

You each took turns shooting, until you were left with a tie.

"Say Sylus, doesn't that target back there look a bit like Caleb?"

His eyes landed on the target and, in a split second, fired a bullet clean at the target's face, the sound making you jump.

You looked at him in mild horror, a part of you oddly impressed. "What was that for?!"

“I'm not a big fan of competition sweetie."

“Should've told me that before I decided to make that your birthday party. ”

“I'm not a big fan of competition…when it comes to fighting over you. Besides, it's cathartic, don't tell me you don't want to do it as well.”

"…I'm not shooting Caleb."

He shrugged. "Suit yourself. Does this mean I win?"

"In your dreams." You scanned the room for targets that weren't obliterated. Then you spotted one. "There," you pointed. "Hanging on the ceiling. There's a little bird hanging from the ceiling. Get it and you win."

"Hmm, and what's the prize if I do?"

"Win and see."

Sylus smirked at you, pulling up his ear guards. He shifted his stance, aimed and fired.

The bullet brushed the bottom of the target, where the bird's feet would be.

You could see his jaw slightly clench.

"Hey," you put a hand on his arm, using the other to pull down his ear muffs. "Better luck next time, then we'll really be even. But your birthday celebrations aren't over yet."

He raised an eyebrow, setting a palm on your waist. "Oh? Do I still get my prize?"

You rolled your eyes and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Think of it more as a precursor to later."

"Then by all means lead the away."

***

You pulled him out of the shooting range, after shooting a quick thanks to the receptionist, and quickly pushed him into your car to head to your next destination.

While at a stoplight, he grabbed your phone and scrolled through the music playlist you had made for him consisting of his favourite classical pieces along with those you thought he would like.

He eventually selected a soft piano piece as the background track to your quiet driving.

Eventually, you reached the familiar roads of your favourite park. It was a short walk to the small bridge on top of a stream, lanterns giving the area a gentle glow.

You pulled Sylus to the top of the bridge's curve and let him take in the view. The lanterns were dim enough that the stars were visible, dappled across the night sky.

Although the N109 Zone was technically abandoned, the excess light pollution made it impossible to see any celestial bodies but the moon.

The park was empty at this hour, leaving the two of you alone.

From the bag you had brought from the car, you procured a small bouquet of night rider lilies, making sure he was turned away before carefully removing one from the set and tucking it into his hair.

He startled, not expecting the gesture. His hand raised to touch the flower and something in his gaze softened as he looked at you. "Sometimes I wonder if you remember sweetie…" he murmured.

"Hmm?"

"Nothing, dear. Just wondering where you got the rare flowers. I don't remember telling you I like Night Rider lilies."

"Well, you have them in your office a lot, and you have them preserved in those old novels you like, but only your favourites-" You paused when you met his shining gaze.

"I'm impressed, sweetie. It's normally only Luke and Kieran who observe me this closely but usually for finding the best way to bother me. I suppose Mephisto does as well, but I made him for that."

"Well, you're the main thing on my mind. Observing you just…happens. That's what love is."

He fingered the petal, his gaze drifting away with a soft look, a smile on his face as he mouths the word 'love.'

While he was turned away, you sneakily pulled a small box from your bag, clearing your throat to catch his attention and presenting it to him.

"What's this?" Sylus asked, raising both eyebrows.

"Your present. It's your birthday after all. Because it's our first one together, I wanted something really special."

He took the box and gently opened the top, reaching inside to pull out a small gramophone with a deep brown base and a golden horn. He brought it closer to his face, noticing that your names were inscribed on the pattern at the bottom.

You looked up at him nervously, waiting for any indication that he didn't like the gift.

His smile widened as he touched the needle under where the record would go, observing how it lightly raised in a way that was identical to the larger version he owned.

While he was occupied, you pulled out another box, this one transparent with small records arranged inside of the pieces you know he loves.

His eyes darted to the second part of his gift, then to your face. "I..I'm not sure what to say sweetie."

"You don't have to say anything. This is just a little material manifestation of the mountain I feel for you. I love you, Sylus. And I will for as long as the flowers bloom and the wind blows."

He pulled you close with one hand on your waist, the other still holding his gift like he thought it would vanish. "I enjoyed today," he murmured.

You smiled, wrapping one arm around his neck and placing the other on his cheek. "Then I hope to make every birthday even better."

"Forever, I hope?" He leaned his forehead against yours.

"Forever."

Your lips met his as your phone vibrated in your pocket to alert you that it was midnight. You smiled into the kiss, deepening it as you wished for true forever with your beloved dragon.

#sylus x reader #love and deepspace #lads #sylus lads #sylus love and deepspace #my writing

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syscultureis · 4 months ago

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sys culture is trying to do something bad but then someone shoves their way like, half to front and now you’re just kinda sitting there twitching trying to do anything but every movement gets cancelled out. gabe what the fuck man. wait am i weird does this happen to everyone elde

We've had this happen a few times

#endos dni #osdd #did #pdid #did system #osddid #pdid system #actually did #traumagenic #actually dissociative #plural culture is #syspunk

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gachagon · 1 year ago

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I love it when characters who were previously incredibly pompous and egotistical realize that the pedestal they've placed themselves on is actually worthless given the current situation they're now in.

Kaiser is realizing now that his idea of what it takes to be on top, to be the best striker is wrong and that it's probably been wrong for a while. And that's really got to suck, because while Kaiser has accomplished a lot of great things, ultimately his goal pales in comparison to the people he now has to go up against. Isagi and the other Blue Locker's aren't just there to rise up the ranks slowly, this is a last man standing program and Kaiser isn't strong enough to stand on his own.

He had become a great player, but he's not the best player. And he needs to be better in order to even have that position of acclaim in the first place. I am reminded of what Isagi taunted him with earlier, calling him a "Naked Emperor/King" which is an obvious reference to the "Emperor's New Clothes".

In that short story, a king orders himself new clothing that outshines everyone else and so the court creates "Invisible Clothing that only he can see" for the King. The king accepts the clothes and "wears" them, and so to him he is wearing the finest cloak imaginable, but to everyone else he is just a naked man making a fool of himself.

In a way, Kaiser ended up being the naked emperor in that he only came to the realization that his past achievements weren't good enough to stay in the team until this very game with Isagi.

I really think that fear of losing everything he worked for was always holding him back from really going above and beyond as well, because while he does have the support of a partner to do passes for him and he's able to read the field accurately, he doesn't take chances that tougher opponents hand him.

His backstory as a thief really puts this into perspective too because thieves wait for the right moment to strike instead of going out into the open to steal. And just like a thief, everything they get is "unearned" because they just take it from other people. In a way, you could almost say Kaiser's position as the best and the king was unearned because he hadn't actually done what needed to be done in order to get to that level.

And that's why I think this makes him so upset when Ness rattles off all of the thing's he's done, because ultimately none of those things will really amount to anything if he can't keep control of this team and be the best among them. It won't matter if he's scored a goal in every match, or if he's gotten offers from top teams, his goal is to be better than everyone and right now some dude from a no name prefecture in Japan is wiping the floor with him, and easily.

You really gotta feel sorry for Ness too, because he thinks of himself as one of Kaiser's "accomplishments" in a way, but Kaiser literally doesn't care about him enough. He just see's Ness as a tool to use, someone who's easily replaceable and loyal like a dog.

My moot (@miyamiwu) made a really good observation about how Ness might just leave Kaiser soon if he doesn't keep playing in that magical way that captured Ness in the first place, and I think that's true now especially since Kaiser himself seems to also realize it. When he's thinking about all of the achievements he could potentially lose if he doesn't win this, Ness is one of them.

"I thought I was becoming human." Is so sad too because I think deep down he really did think that by being close to Ness that he was truly becoming a normal player, that he was on the fast track to achieving his goals. But because he doesn't really know what that goal is anymore, the rug has been pulled from under him now and he has to literally reevaluate what is probably years worth of self reflection.

I also think this chapter is Kaiser ditching the rose as a symbol of his ego because he's truly looking back on things and realizing that the object that really gave him solace wasn't that symbol of the impossible, but the soccer ball itself. He is coming to terms with the fact that without soccer, he doesn't have anything at all, and that it is the only reason he was even able to get this far or have the courage to fight back against his abusive shitty dad.

Instead of the rose tattoo being here, we see there's a new tattoo that's prominent now and it's in the shape of a crown. And rather than being in a place where he's most vulnerable (his neck), the tattoo is on his hand, which I think symbolizes how he is able to take his own freedom and by extension his own place as a king with his own two hands.

Kaiser's solitude is something he really needs to become the best, because if he can't do it alone, than he can't do it at all. He is clinging desperately to the things he has managed to gather throughout these years, including Ness' loyalty and he's so afraid of losing even one of those things that it's making him a worse player.

However, whether or not being totally alone is what he needs to heal as a person is another thing entirely, which is ultimately why I don't think Kaiser will ever beat Isagi and that if he does it'd actually be the worst ending for him. Throughout this entire manga, Kaiser comes off as a really calculated person who's always thinking ten steps ahead, but inside he is just a damaged kid who is using soccer as his one means of coping with the trauma he faced as child.

And that phrasing "I thought I was becoming human" really just makes me feel so sad for Kaiser, because to him if he doesn't have soccer he is less than human and has nothing to give back to the world. He has never allowed himself any time to just be a normal teenager and just make friends in a healthy way, and the one friend he does have might just up and leave if he's not playing in a groundbreaking way. He thinks so lowly of himself that he hinges his entire identity around how other people perceive his abilities in the game, and if he's not the best at the game, he surely can't matter that much as a player, no matter how much Ness tries to placate him with words about how he's "already done enough".

Ego Jinpachi said it as well after Nagi made his really good goal, that some people are content with just being average and "good" instead of being great. And that it's because they're content with where they are in life, that they never advance at all. The idea that they are totally fine in their current position makes them lose the drive they normally would have if they weren't still thinking about trying to get better.

And Blue Lock's philosophy hinges on the player wanting to always get better and better and beat the other players on the field. Being "good" is never enough, hell being "Great" isn't enough at times, you need to be the best forever. You need to make it so that dethroning you is an uphill battle.

#bllk #blue lock #blue lock manga #isagi yoichi #blue lock manga spoilers #kainess #micheal kaiser #alexis ness

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coffeesleep-ooc · 11 months ago

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Fic thoughts (crack torture edition)

In my time for torture SY au (for context a fantasy very cracky au inspired by Sleepy princess in the demonic palace, and Princess, it’s time for torture!) it’s not really easy to see LBH’s reactions bc so far i’ve just written SY and MBJ’s povs, but as the author its so funny to imagine his internal reactions???

Like;

LBH looking at captive SQQ for the first time: oh shit he is hot, no Binghe concentrate, he is just another pretty face!

But then SQQ says so blissed out he is in love and LBH is like: oh fuck imso fucked i want to respond to that with im so in love too fuck no

And LBH can see that SQQ despite his state (prisoner) is sticking out for what he believes in, and is not comfortable but he somehow manages to keep looking like an elegant prince that you want to pledge your whole life to?? And he is rumored to be ruthless and unforgiving bit his eyes are so full of expression and his face does this micro gestures that LBH is starting to classify in his head!

LBH: this is so so bad that is good and im really truly….in love! -wistful sigh-

And then SQQ allegedly creates chaos (LBH scoffs, he doesn’t believe this, the man sleeps like an angel!) and goes to sleep for like day and a half, and leaves LBH missing him! He is the demon lord! He should not be watching the clock waiting for an appropriate hpur to ditch work and look at his peaceful face!

But then, he tries to actually woo the man, but he gets immersed in his kindness and his eyes and his soft soft hands and caring touch and his ‘are you sure you are alright?’ Even though LBH is supposed to be his torturer and SQQ should in theory care more for a cucumber and not be! Like! This!

LBH the first day: wel, shit, guess im in love

LBH the second third day: if i do not marry this man my whole life will be wasted and i will be forsaken forever, a shell of my former self and unable to rule, i am ruined for everyone but this man

LBH bu the end of the fic will probably throw a temper tantrum or something to make SY be like: aww this poor poor baby that must be soother with marriage! Or something like that, by this point he won’t even care if he loses the war 😂😂😂

The point is! LBH is here falling completely and utterly while SQQ is trying not to gorge himself on torture food and get a decent sleep schedule so he doesn’t wreck the demonic palace XDDDD

#shen qingqiu #luo binghe #svsss au #my fic #svsss #shen yuan #bingqiu #fantasy au #royalty au #pining #they are stupid your honor #they are so silly sometimes the author looks at them and screeches of frustration and chokes of laughter your honor #ITS 6 AM AND THESE TWO DUCKERS WONT LET ME SLEEP WITH THE BRAINROT #light a candle for my sleep yall

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lyssophobiaa · 8 months ago

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Scrolling through your tumblr and saw that you’ve defended the homocide sys in the past, I thought you should see this and know they’re not a good person and haven’t changed one bit since your friends with them

https://www.tumblr.com/menacing-manicotti/765457317119524864

BTW: I AM Colby

As it stands, we’re not friends. I am sick to death of constant accusations, it has happened three times last month and this month alone, all three times I have had very clear context to what I was talking about.

Examples + more under the cut

(Ex: I was talking about Fortnite and how I couldn’t just pause mid Battle Royale, just light heartedly talking about how my friend wanted me to pause the game, I even sent a VIDEO of it. Cavalry accused me of talking about them, despite both me, Lucas and my sister all talking about Fortnite and losing our kill count because of the inability to pause online games, I was sending VIDEOS of me talking to my friend and telling her I couldn’t pause the game until the match was over and asking if she could just wait for me to finish or die before we went out anywhere.

Cavalry took this as me indirectly shit talking them and only backed off when someone else said “What does Fortnite have to do with you gang” (not exact words, I’m paraphrasing)

Ex 2: My sister and I were ranting about an ex friend IRL regarding the way she constantly carries on about her mother and how she’s generally just ungrateful to everyone, Cavalry once again accused us of talking about them, I offered to SHOW them the conversation we were talking about as I had screenshotted it since this friend was a notorious liar, they refused to see it and continued to accuse us of targeting them, despite me offering multiple times to show them the text messages we were ranting about.

After this, I blocked Cavalry, as these three situations are only from this year alone, they have done this SO many times over the years I’ve known them.

Eventually they apologised, I thanked them and unblocked them and that leads to—

Ex 3: This current situation, I said approximately two things regarding prosthetic arms, as my friend Kaiden, who HAS a prosthetic arm was talking about his and how it made some things awkward. I then went to sleep because it was almost 11 PM, at 12:31 AM Lucas replied to Ryder (Who has their own prosthetic also) and spoke about how his uncle had a prosthetic leg and how people could always tell and treated him differently because of it. Lucas is also a robotics engineer and frequently talks about this stuff anyway so it was nothing out of the ordinary.

My friends continued the conversation, when Kaiden woke up he related his own experience back to what Lucas shared about his uncle, screenshots of that were shared in the post you linked me. Keep in mind that by this point, I WAS STILL ASLEEP. It was 11 AM, I had said NOTHING on this topic besides “Most prosthetics are robotic” and then “They also have their own issues because of that”

However I woke up to Cavalry accusing me and my sister of targeting them, I told them I would screen record or even screen share all of my shit since they were so adamant I was talking bad about them behind their back (again despite having no part in this discussion) and I did, I screen recorded my disc DMs, Twitter DMs and TEXT messages to finally prove I have not once talked bad about them or shared their shit around to bad mouth because I’m sick of being accused of it, but by this point they’d blocked me and left the server.)

I have screenshots (and screen recordings) of the whole exchange starting YESTERDAY, showing that I sent two messages and then went to bed, yet my sister and I were still accused of talking shit about them. It seems like a minor occurrence but when it happens consistently over the years and you have to walk on eggshells regarding what you say when one certain friend is online, it builds up and becomes exhausting.

Each and every time I have been able to prove that I have not been nor have I spoken badly about them, however they couldn’t do the same as I’ve been shown multiple screenshots of them talking badly about me and I’m quite sick of it. I am tired of defending them and fixing their stupid online mistakes for them just to have them accuse me of shit that they’re doing over conversions I was not even INVOLVED in, they can fix this one on their own and as I said on disc, they are BLOCKED and will remain blocked until they can apologise and learn from their mistakes.

#other than that I really don’t want to entertain drama #they can apologise or not. either way it doesn’t bother me and nothing in my life changes #but I won’t be lied on and accused of shit I’m not doing #cause if I had something to say I’d say it to your face #I ain’t no pussy that needs to vague bitches #anon #ask

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