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when I’m drunk I gain 100 IQ and start making these it’s like a superpower

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gone for months then spawning with shocking otp ship

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SUPERMAN SPOILERS

Some people are mad that Superman didn’t show up in that scene and that we got Guy instead, and I feel like they’re missing the point a little.

It’s true, Superman couldn’t get there himself, but he inspired someone else to help where he couldn’t. He inspired someone with the power to help to help. Superman is about hope and inspiring people to do good simply because it’s good, and that is what this scene is about. A good deed that sparked the action of another.

Also, yeah it’s Guy Gardner who shows up, and I know we like to shit on Guy but he’s genuinely a good lantern, that’s like his whole thing.

Edit: Here is the link to the Guy arriving at Jarhanpur for those who want to see it.

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What I really loved about this portrayal of Mr. Terrific was that yes he is the smartest man there. But he is so expressive. So many smart characters have to act like their above emotion and reacting. But no he's getting mad because he knows he's too smart to be dealing with this shit

"Quit playing around!!!"

"You brought the damn dog????"

*shoves guys face out of the way with his entire hand*

A lot of geniuses on shows and movies become detached because their so much better than everyone else. But Mr. Terrific is very much present and kind of always pissed about that. He's human and caring enough to not just Dr. Manhattan his way out.

He gets the job done but he will also tell you "Hurry your ass up!!!"

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Ok chat, thoughts on the rotation?

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The Society is pleased

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Hangin’ around

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"Seeds of stories brought by the wind, cultivated by time."

quick doodle bc i cant get them out of my mind...finally after five long years....

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It's tea party time! What a lovely family moment. 🌻

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this was supposed to just be a study of her face and hair… goo goo gaga my love

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LBH and MBJ return late at night from dealing with some demons causing havoc in the demon realm, only to find SQQ and SQH shitfaced drunk. It’s a strange sight seeing his elegant shizun in that state, especially when SQQ and SQH are rambling (screaming at each other) about missing strange things LBH has never even heard of. „Instant Ramen“, „Cars“, „Anime“, and many more.

Before LBH can even process the situation SQQ suddenly falls forward, slamming face first right into the table. SQH earns himself a deadly glare when he starts hysterically laughing and making fun of SQQ for being a lightweight when suddenly

„I miss my mom…“

The room goes silent and only quiet sobs can be heard. Everyone is stunned. SQQ continues to mumble about older brothers, a sister, parents, grandparents. It doesn’t escape LBH that SQH seems to have sobered up from shock as he frantically glances between him and his shizun, as if LBH had heard something he was absolutely never ever supposed to. But his shizun is more important right now than dealing with that little rat. SQQ falls asleep in LBHs arms as he’s being carried to bed.

That night LBH enters SQQs dream realm. It’s as if he’s stumbled into another world.

The imagery is muddy and the noises are muffled, like a memory that’s begun to fade. Giant towers made from crystal stand so high they reach the clouds. Strangely shaped carriages speed by him at incredible speeds driving on a road made from a strange grey-ish black rock, covered in even stranger white markings. The scene morphs. He sees many more such strange places. They morph in and out of existence in only seconds at a time, leaving him not a single moment to grasp the situation.

He’s standing in some sort of living space, but everything is yet again strange and unfamiliar. There’s a group of people sitting together, laughing. The one in the middle, a child or maybe a young adult, he isn’t quite sure, is the owner of this dream realm. They seem happy. The scene morphs again. Now it’s late at night. The figure that was just at the center of attention lies alone in a bed, staring at a strange glowing rectangle. There seems to be text on that glowing rectangle but he can’t quite make it out. „Something something immortal demon“… or something.

They’re in the bamboo house now. The person he had just been watching in that strange world now lies in his shizun‘s bed having taken his form. The scene morphs yet again. And again. And again and again and again. He sees ‚SQQ‘ taking strolls, reading, drinking tee. Just *being* SQQ. Then ‚SQQ‘ stops in front of a mirror and sighs.

„So I really did posses SQQ‘s body….“

‚SQQ‘ turns his head, taking a good look at every angle of ‚his‘ face.

„At least that bastard had a pretty face“

The scene continues to morph. Sometimes other people appear, sometimes the peak lords, sometimes LBH himself.

But LBH doesn’t pay attention anymore. He stands there, silently. He knows other worlds besides their own existed, that part isn’t new. After all, he had once swapped places with that other him. What is new, is that apparently SQQ had swapped places too.

But when? When did that happen? When he self detonated? When his soul was dragged into the holy mausoleum? When he threw LBH into the abyss? Was it sooner? Was it later?

And most importantly, is the owner of this dream realm- Is the person in SQQ‘s body really his shizun?

Also he called SQQ a bastard

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Like a new friend!

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Scumplane +truth serum

Shen Qingqiu had been suspicious on Shang Qinghua for a long time. He had a strange variety of knowledge that he couldn’t have possibly learned on his own given his upbringing on An Ding and grueling work schedule, he seemed perfectly equipped to deal with all of the current peak lords the moment they met as head disciples, sometimes he’d just disappear for a while with no warning or explanation, and he’d often show up to meetings with injuries he tried and failed to hide. Overall Shang Qinghua was not exactly a trustworthy guy

Shen Qingqiu took his job as sect strategist seriously and he preferred not to deal with surprises. even people who couldn’t fight physically could still topple a sect through trickery and deciet.

So he set a trap. He used a non harmful truth serum that lasted the duration of an hour and invited Shang Qinghua for tea. Except Shang Qinghua barely touched his tea when anxious so the serum went in small cakes he prepared as a snack. Shang Qinghua was an avid snacker after all

The initial small talk was mind numbing as Shen Qingqiu decided to ask about the strategies he uses for the budgeting and got him to rant about it for a while, every once and a while asking questions to keep it going until eventually

“And then I have the emergency budget for when demons attack and destroy the rainbow bridge,” Shang Qinghua’s eyes widened in horror as he covered his mouth. Shen Qingqiu felt a smile curl onto his face, this was gonna be easier than he thought. He opened his mouth to ask another question but Shang Qinghua cut him off

“You have no idea what you’ve done,” he said, the look of fear in his eyes wasn’t an uncommon sight but this fear was different. Normally Shang Qinghua’s reaction to fear was to panic or run, and right now Shang Qinghua had frozen in place “you’ve doomed us all,”

“What do you-“

“Listen Shen Qingqiu there are things in this world no one is supposed to know, information that won’t only kill me the moment I spread it but kill whoever I talk to as well,” Shen Qingqiu wanted to argue but… the truth serum meant Shang Qinghua couldn’t lie, at least not knowingly. He had to choose his next words carefully.

“Can we get rid of-“

“Stop asking questions or I swear to all that is holy I will bite my tongue off to stop myself from replying! Now tell me what truth serum or potion or plant or whatever the fuck you used on me,” Shang Qinghua physically couldn’t make an empty threat at the moment so Shen Qingqiu nodded slowly before answering

“I baked the dew of a purity Lilly into the cakes, it should wear off within the hour ”

“We can’t wait an hour. The purity Lillies dew… that one is countered him demonic qi or plants” He reached into his sleeve and grabbed out a pouch. “It’s gonna hurt but I should have something in here that will counteract the serum without crippling or killing me,” Shen Qingqiu’s eyebrows furrowed

“Taking in demonic energy in anyway would affect your cultivation greatly,”

“So would dying. Although I guess I could also make myself mute or deaf. Or both?”

“Or we could lock you in a room for an hour,”

“ I don’t trust you enough for that. You literally drugged me just because you were suspicious,” he finally pulled out a small vial of what looked to be blood and downed it like a shot.

Shen Jiu grabbed the vial from his eyes and looked for a label. There was a paper tied to it by a string that red “rattle tailed naga blood”

“Is this even safe for humans to enjest?” He asked with concern he told himself was mild. He didn’t want to be framed for a peak lord’s suicide.

“Should be safe enough. Now would you please bring me somewhere I can rest until this wears of, alone?” Shang Qinghua looked exhausted. “The only thing stopping me from having a panic attack is adrenaline”

“What’s adrenaline?”

“The chemical released when you’re in a stressful or dangerous situation. Now stop asking questions before I pass out from the blood pressure drop. Don’t ask what that is either, you won’t understand it and if we get into why I know any of this we will both die,”

Shen Qingqiu nodded wordlessly despite roughly understanding half of what he said and led him into a guest room that hadn’t been used since the last peak lord ascended. Shang Qinghua collapsed onto the bed with a groan and Shen Jiu let him be for now.

He had more questions than he did when he started but they could talk when the stakes weren’t so high. He didn’t know who or what was threatening Shang Qinghua but he knew Shang Qinghua was terrified of it and that was enough.

And if an hour later Shen Jiu went to talk to Shang Qinghua, found him asleep on the bed above the covers, and decided to let him stay the night, well there was no one to see that but him.

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