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Just because one of your chicken eggs hatched a fire breathing dragon people think you’re evil. But you’re still just a regular farmer trying to make a living while dealing with an overprotective dragon, heroes that want to kill you and fanatics who want to worship you as the new Demon Lord.

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The whimsys

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you create intrincate rituals etc

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My brain keeps rotating on the concept of a Liujiu AU where at some point between their rivalry as head disciples and becoming peak lords, Liujiu get together.

However, their behavior doesn't change whatsoever. They still scream at each other during peak lord meetings, still get in random fights, still diss the fuck out of each other. They're just also dating. (Bc any ship with SJ is just automatically toxic yaoi sorry thems the rules)

They quite enjoy the dynamic. It's enrichment for them. Shen Jiu gets to take out his rage on someone consequence free, and Liu Qingge gets all the fights he could ask for, plus they both get less awkward aphrodisiac relief.

They both think they're quite obvious about it, but not a single other person has picked up on it. Except maybe Luo Binghe.

Yue Qingyuan keeps trying to get SQQ to stop aggravating LQG and SQQ is Horrified and Disgusted that YQY keeps trying to, what, interfere in his sex life? Kink shame him? What is this??

He, of course, responds with fan beatings and incoherent screeching rather than anything that would clue YQY in.

Everything goes great for LiuJiu, until, that is, the Lingxi caves.

Where Shen Qingqiu still fails to save Liu Qingge.

Naturally, SQQ is miserable, despondent, and rages at anyone who dares to even reference Liu Qingge. The rest of the peak lords think he's being defensive because he killed LQG, and especially Liu Mingyan and Qi Qingqi.

However, SQQ is not willing to let LQG go so easily. Using demonic cultivation he learned in his past with Wu Yanzi, he seals LQGs soul in one of his fans, effectively forcing his dead boyfriend to haunt him, and goes into a research deep dive to try and figure out how to bring LQG back, the ghost of said man bopping around beside him, supremely annoyed at his new incorporeality.

This culminates in him finding a way, while his martial siblings are rallied to prosecute and imprison him for the murder of LQG despite YQYs protests.

This results in SQQ committing corpse theft, Luo Binghe style, and also kidnapping said Luo Binghe after figuring out about his heavenly demon blood, and going on a cross country road trip with an unwilling disciple, a pissed off ghost, and a corpse trying to find various PIDW plot devices to fuel his LQG-Resurrecting demonic cultivation, while the rest of the peak lords hunt him down looney toons style, trying to get the corpse back and capture SQQ.

It, of course, culminates with a dramatic evil looking ritual done by SQQ, being attacked by 9 peak lords.

However, when the ritual finishes, instead of LQG rising as some kind of evil mind controlled killing machine controlled by SQQ, it's just Liu Qingge.

Who immediately makes out with SQQ sloppy style.

The peak lords are fucking lost.

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staying up until 1am with your friends is like. wow we’re so fucking cool we’re so fucking badass we should go on a road trip or become famous or maybe hang out here forever because i dont wanna be anywhere that isnt with you guys im so full of love and joy and a live fast die young mentality. and staying up until 1am by yourself is like. for the third time this year i am genuinely contemplating suicide. good thing i dont have the executive function to clean up my room

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Every time I listen to For the Dancing and the Dreaming I think of c!DNB

i'm gonna have to check it out, then!

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some of my favorite woven tapestries, by Cecilia Blomberg:

Point Defiance Steps

Mates

Rising Tides

Vashon Steps

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{ Phil: (is... is this how these two flirt with eachother?!) }

This is a scene from my fic chapter 13 (Parte 12) where these two have a playfight that I was inspired by the movie Deadpool and Wolverine. With Phil as the unfortunate witness to their madness.

As I said before, to me their love language is beating the shit out of each other.

Closeups and explanations below.

When I started this drawing I just wanted to draw Technoblade, this got out of my hands fast.

Dream, as an enderling, can and will unhinge his jaw, and his teeth run all the way across his lower jaw like a saw. When I describe him as 'animalistic' this is what I want to portray.

While Phil can't judge anyone's taste, he can be concerned about bodily safety, since nobody here is. Also the background is supposed to be the stone wall of Technoblade’s house, but I was tired and didn’t want to do the cobblestone texture so, eh.

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plot bunny!

SO-

PIDW, long post-canon. Realms are a lil bit post-apocalyptic, Cang Qiong is destroyed like two centuries ago, Shen Qingqiu is dead, and Luo Binghe rules and collects wives. But years and years of irresponsible ruling starts to catch up to him — his advisors and allies are growing stronger and more unsatisfied, bringing more trouble, making Luo Binghe to sort some things not by violence but by diplomacy, as he no longer can afford to anger all of them, even with Xin Mo.

In all that he progressively neglects his wives and children. Elaborate system of daycare, maids, nannies and teachers is basically takes half of a main palace now. Most of them are demons or more-of-a-demon halflings at this point, as demons live much longer than humans, and there are nearly no cultivators with proper training, and those who can live longer, are probably hiding far away from central lands. Many of emperors grown children are also serving in the army or at the palace, or become Lords on their own share of the land.

But- what happens if demon blood will be overthrown by human's?

Before the whole political mess with advisors started, Ning Yingying gave birth to Luo Shiyi — eleventh princess of the palace. Girl was pampered and loved at first, but when things got difficult in the demon court, her parents became too busy and handed her over to maids, who, in turn, discovered that the princess had no talent in demonic cultivation, and, to add insult to injury, was not a very healthy baby. That was possible and not unusual, so princess is just left in their care without any spiritual education.

The truth is — Luo Shiyi is not, in fact, sick and talentless. She's just human. Sickness was created by unused and stagnated qi in her body, so when the girl opens her spiritual veins by accident, she gets better. She realizes what she is, and wants to train — but her caretacers already dismissed her as powerless, have other children to look after (which she is expected to help with) and are not practising human cultivation. Shiyi tries to find information herself, gets several (light) qi deviations, tries again, but to no avail. It angers her, but she keeps going, exploring the palace a little bit in the process of searching for better hiding spaces.

Until on one of lower levels of the palace she meets a ghost. This is a ghost of a human scholar — and he is a cultivator! Yay! He doesn't tell her his name and refuses to teach her at first, but by fourteen Shiyi didn't forget how to be sticky as she was in her younger age — so she begs, pleads, uses all manipulation techniques known to her, fully determined to change his mind. In the end it's her incompetence which does the trick — she simply starts doing one of the harder exercises and it leaves the gost spitting vitriol on behalf of the book she got it from, correcting her in the process.

Luo Shiyi gets a true teacher and is very happy about it. He is snarky, sharp-tongued, and even cruel sometimes, but he teaches her how to control qi, shows her combat techniques and tells stories about the world before. He citates old books from long destroyed library — books about arts, about strategy, about war tactics. He helps her understand — what appears weak can be might more dangerous than blunt force; the worst enemy is an underestimated one. He teaches her how to behave as an esteemed young woman — they won't anticipate you striking when they don't know what you feel.

(Shen Jiu didn't want to do this. He lived as a ghost for years and wanted nothing to do with the beast and his offspring, but... the girl is so full of determination. She is hard-working and talented, and she very much can be the last human cultivator out there, and also she reminds him of Yingying...

It is lonely down here, after all. Maybe if he wouldn't fail another disciple, he'd feel better?)

Years come and go, Luo Shiyi turns nineteen, growing into beautiful young woman and a skilled cultivator — training under her Shifu's gaze is not an easy way, but right way indeed. She keeps calling him that — "Shifu" — even if she now knows his real name and story. In those years they have also discovered that he lived in palace long enough for his qi to blend with it of the palace and it's surroundings to slip from any demon's (or not particularly focused human's) gaze, so now Shiyi often goes to train in some farest corners of Palace Garden.

Disaster comes when no one expects.

One of Luo Binghe's Lord Advisors comes from long travel, having conquered big chunk of lands near the South border of the Empire. He has a huge army now; not enough to stage a revolution, of course, but big enough for Luo Binghe to comply when asked to give one of his daughters as a bride.

Emperor is devastated. He loves his children, even if rumor mill tells otherwise, but right now he has no choice. He needs time to gather his own forces, and to get Xin Mo in line; damned sword took enough life force from him to balance the power scales almost even in case of a duel — and losing this duel would mean losing all he had. Demons respect power, they will always follow most powerful, no matter, how loyal they were before the old leader's fall, and now this majorly plays against him. What of the choice... Any other princess would easily be made into a cauldron for such powerful demon — but Shiyi has a chance of evading this fate — she simply has nothing to give. Young princess panics at first, comes to him trying to talk him out of it, and seems to die on the inside a little bit as he tells her why it needs to be done. "You failed to protect me, father", — she says in the end, voice quiet, but firm — "looks like I will need to do it myself".

The wedding day comes.

It's a big, pompous wedding in traditional fashion with lots of guests; tables are put along the walls of Throne room, various demons from groom's retinue, with the groom at the head of the table, right across the throne mount, where the Emperor and two of his principal wives, Ning Yingying and Sha Hualing, sat. Luo Shiyi, dressed in her bridal gown, stepped into the center of the room. She needed to perform a dance — an old tradition of the bride's chance to fight her suitor off, turned into a ritual: she dances, he draws her blood and, by that, claims her as his.

"By my victory in this battle shall our marriage never exist." she says what is needed, takes two beautiful fans out of her sleeves and starts to dance. She is gorgeous, especially with sundown painting her hair golden and embroidery on her dress flashing the same color in the light; she moves graciously across the room, expensive silks flying and twirling from every movement. Everyone thinks the same thought: "has she had succubi as teachers, who taught her to move like that?

Everyone, except Ning Yingying.

The Principal wife Ning clutches armrests of her chair with great force, her face is pale; she knows those movements too well. She saw it many times before, even if long ago, she looked at smooth curves fans made in the air — these were battle fans, back then; she listened for quiet swish of many layers of the cloth — not red and gold but teal and silver. She remembered the person who showed her this danse — and it wasn't just a dance that time, it was a lesson. Seeming fragile doesn't mean being weak, only being underestimated.

No one else notices hair-thin strings of qi, curving around their necks, arms, knees, before it's too late.

With one final twirl of princesse's hanfu something alike Golden Spider's silk web flashes in the air. One moment — and there is only four people alive in the whole room.

"I protected myself, and others, and won the battle. I overthrown one of Lord Advisors in combat. By laws of our Empire, one fitting the latter condition can claim the right to the lordship. What do you say, father?" — Shiyi said, raising her chin.

Luo Binghe remained silent longer than he usually did. Finally collecting himself, he answered:

"You did good. I will give you a lordship of the lands you want, and you may ask for one more thing."

"I want the Central mountains, specifically the Tiangong Ridge. Speaking of second promice, one item of my choosing from your treasure chamber."

"Specify, and it will be brought to you."

"No need. Just open the chamber, and I'll retrieve it myself."

She extended her hand towards the chamber door and smiled, closing her eyes. Flash of silver light moved through the room and into her hand, revealing a swordblade.

Luo Binghe knew exactly what she called for. He kept Xiu Ya for many years, even after it shattered together with his Shizun's soul; seeing it here, remade anew at the wish of its new wielder, seemed almost surreal, impossible. And yet, not only the blade was whole again, but the young cultivator before him was Shen Qingqiu's disciple, which meant the latter never left for his next life. His Shizun stayed here. Could it be a sign? A second chance?

He looked on his daughter, who had grown poisoned fangs and learned to use them, while he failed to protect her. Shivered on the inside when he noticed how sunset light paints another figure — tall and slim — beside her right shoulder.

"Good luck, Lady Shiyi, and welcome to the court."

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Doctor Strange little sketch

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My rarepair, Tianlang-jun and Shen Jiu!

I have read so many fanfics about them, they're my joy I swear. I needed a clear reference because I may or may not be working on a little animatic about them and the song 'The Other Side', but we'll see.

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translation: “My sheep! [bah! bah!] You are my life. [bah! bah!] Walk behind me…[bah! bah!] Sing (after me).”

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Male writers writing female characters:

“Cassandra woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the slats on her blinds, cascading over her naked chest. She stretched, her breasts lifting with her arms as she greeted the sun. She rolled out of bed and put on a shirt, her nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric. She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards.”

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