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Fanart for Peremo chapter 27 by @virennias

PLEASE READ I CAN’T TELL HOW OBSESSED I AM WITH THIS FIC THIS TOM IS ONE OF THE WORST (EVIL) TOMS EVER EXISTED AHHHHHHHHHH😩😩😩😩😩❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

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YALL WE GOT LESBIAN LYNN CONFIRMATION LETS GOOOOOOOOO

I-

I've read the spoilers and i KNOW what happens but?? How tf do you?? Explain this???

There is no heterosexual explanation for this

Y'all cannot tell me she falls for the emperor later when these pictures exist.

No fucking way.

Literally look at her. She is TAKEN with the empress

Idk you but i don't offer to give massages to my homies like that 👀

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Hey guys I have a bit of a question. Ik using ai to do art and writing is bad, so I stay away from it.

But, how unethical is it for editing?

I want to be truthful and say that I have used it before- sometimes my phrasing will look staunch and unnatural or I won't know how to make something grammatically correct and ai helps smoothen it out for me. Other times I use it to bounce off ideas because I don't have anyone else to talk to about my fics.

This is especially helpful with the logistics of stuff (like writing about secret identities. I don't know how the fuck to create a secret identity for my super smart secret agent ™ character or how to browse the dark web. )

But at the same time I do get that writing out a story and then giving it to ai to churn into something new and posting that is weird(which isn't what I do, I've only gotten help with specifics), but where is the line?

Im interested in seeing where each person draws it.

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This reminds me of lawlight, specifically a fic called "Time speaks" l, where one of their core aspects revolves around the idea that they cannot betray each other in any way that matters.

Mind the tags but it's so well written, I cannot stress it enough, favorite lawlight fic on AO3 and I think I've read through the tag

betraying someone who trusts them deeply is one of the sexiest things a character can do its unparalleled. cause either the relationship is irrevocably changed and said character is completely at fault (guilt complex, hot) or it isnt and then both sides have to deal with the fact that they care about each other enough to overlook the betrayal (unceasing devotion, also hot)

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Want to try making fan art for my fic but idk how to use Krita yet lol

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Genuinely who are teenage pregnancy fics for 🙏🙏

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Wanted to make this collab for so long, im glad it turned out so FIRE, Lwj is next 😈😈

(2 of my most favorite fandoms, how can i not)

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I am so ashamed of myself for taking so long to think of this

Au where everything is the same except wwx comes back with no memories of what he did before.

And all everyone talks about is how evil the yllz was.

So he must have been evil.

The plot motivation is now; undead man seeks to repent for past sins while falling in love all over again with a man he believes is the pinnacle of virtue. Meanwhile, love interest seeks to convince undead man that he did no wrong and deserves love.

Which is essentially the same plot but it feels worse

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Wei WuXian in a nutshell

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Does anyone have recs about a wangxian fanfic where the royal families or secular world are somehow involved?

I just love how the secular world goes about accepting that cultivators exist idk, especially the royal family.

How do you go about existing while knowing there are forces so vast out there capable of overthrowing you without a second thought? That the only reason they don't is because they are above such worldly wants?

When the wen sect overthrew the others, did the imperial family think they were in danger too? Are they completely removed from cultivator politics?

I just need to know it seems so interesting •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀

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In Their Blood

-by yours truly

*prepares a convincing speech on why you should read my lawlight fic*

*stand with my notes in front of a carefully designed PowerPoint*

*the computer crashes*

*my notes scatter*

*I leave the stage in dejected but expected shame*

Anyways here's my lawlight fic:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62000893

It's another one of those stories where Light joins politics, set as a canon divergence by one small act that deviates his career path when he realizes how much more he can do being a politician (and a legislator, for now) instead of a cop.

Not that serious of a fic, It won't be too political, only the basics.

It's not really good but it would mean the world to me if you commented what you thought about it and how I could improve. Criticism very welcome!!!

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All of mxtx's pairs have them be each other's first everything lol

I just love sqq being binghe's sexual awakening lmao

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Adding to this, can you imagine a modern au of them ranting to their boyfriend's about what peerless cucumber/airplane shooting towards the sky did, absolutely clueless while their respective boyfriend's know it's one another?

Binghe cause he tried to find out the perpetrator who dared to take up so much of his yuan-ge's time with his shoddy work, and Mobei to erase take care of who's sending Qinghua so many death threats.

They both find out it's the other in a matter of hours and just sigh. They don't speak about it.

I just think it’d be hilarious if Shen Yuan and Shang Qinghua were internet friends AND internet enemies. And of course, since neither wants their normal internet bestie to know about their unhinged behavior, i.e. Shang Qinghua writing a terrible porno for cash and Shen Yuan reading the thing in its entirety just to leave hate mail, they are completely unaware of the duality of their relationship. The amount of identity porn shenanigans of them both having a regular account where they have an absolutely normal friendship, and a side account for their deranged fandom content where they hate each other would be peak comedy.

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My take on the skinzunverse is that skinhe is actually like one of those scam kittens that were shaved and sold as purebred sphinx. Eventually, his fur grows back (evil) and he is tossed in the abyss for his crimes.

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Shen Yuan entered Luo Binghe’s life like any other good thing he’s ever had: with great difficulty, and accompanied by copious amounts of sex.

The difficult parts don’t bear talking about. Luo Binghe still feels his stomach drop at the reminders of those first few mercurial months of knowing Shen Yuan, at the way Shen Yuan had unintentionally dismantled most notions of what Luo Binghe thought a happy ending should be like. He doesn’t think he’ll ever quite enjoy thinking about that time: it had been, in some ways, a more miserable challenge to overcome than his time in the Abyss had been. 

(It had been, in many ways, the only challenge Luo Binghe had ever had to face that was directed inwards. There was no straightforward evil to banish or monster to slay. There was hardly even a wife to seduce, given the fact that Shen Yuan had let himself be seduced by Luo Binghe’s image long before Luo Binghe himself had ever arrived in Shen Yuan’s world to begin with. 

There was only this: in order to grasp the incandescent happiness that Shen Yuan presented - that Luo Binghe deserved - he had to admit that every moment of so-called happiness he had experienced for the last century had been a fool’s imitation of it. In order to be happy with Shen Yuan, he had to admit to being miserable without him. 

It was humiliating, and it was nauseating, and it had even made Luo Binghe cry once, where he thought Shen Yuan wouldn’t be able to see him. 

He’d been so, so glad when it turned out Shen Yuan wouldn’t even look away from that - from Luo Binghe at his least lovable.)

No, the difficult parts of Luo Binghe’s conquest of Shen Yuan are best kept carefully out of mind. The other, better parts of that conquest - the parts involving hot skin against skin, as close as Luo Binghe could get to fitting Shen Yuan within his own flesh where he could never part from him - those parts are far more pleasant to remember, and Luo Binghe works to make new memories of that sort every day. 

Despite its pleasantness, however, the sex is not Luo Binghe’s favorite part of his courtship with Shen Yuan. 

“Bing-ge,” Shen Yuan calls, voice just an octave shy of a proper whine, “surely we can spend summers in my world? You can’t really think this heat is more pleasant than modern AC, ah?”

Luo Binghe hums, leaning in to run his mouth across the plane of Shen Yuan’s neck, savoring the smell of Shen Yuan’s sweat. His skin is tacky from the heat; Luo Binghe briefly fantasizes about being able to stick himself to it permanently. 

“Wasn’t it Yuan-er who begged to see the Fire-Driven Herons’ migration? It only happens once every decade, after all.”

“I know that,” Shen Yuan says, scowling. “I was the one who told you that.”

“Yuan-er is the most knowledgeable about this world,” Luo Binghe agrees. 

Shen Yuan sighs, squirming half-heartedly in Luo Binghe’s lap - a wordless threat to get up. Obediently, Luo Binghe waves the fan in his free hand a bit quicker in Shen Yuan’s direction, threading delicate veins of qi into the generated wind to ensure it’s pleasantly cool. Satisfied, Shen Yuan settles back in, starting up one of his charming lectures about the fauna of Luo Binghe’s world. 

Luo Binghe listens more to the cadence of Shen Yuan’s voice than to the words themselves. He doesn’t often find it necessary to know the ecological features of a beast in order to slay it, or to capture it for Shen Yuan’s zoo, or to cook it into a proper meal. 

Still, this is what Luo Binghe likes best - what he likes even more than sex, which he’d thought to be his favorite activity from the ages of 17 to 132. 

Lounging on the ground, Shen Yuan sat snugly in his lap and held close by Luo Binghe’s free arm, allowing himself to be pet and cuddled as if it were a natural part of a trip to see some ugly birds migrate - 

Pressing his nose into the nape of Shen Yuan’s neck, left bare by Luo Binghe’s own hands that had been responsible for putting Shen Yuan’s hair up in its current complicated hairstyle - 

Idly fanning Shen Yuan to keep him cool even even while Luo Binghe himself is the greatest source of heat when pressed so close in the summer sun like this -

Over a century into his so-called happy ending, Luo Binghe has rediscovered his greatest pleasure to be physical affection of a non-sexual sort, and Shen Yuan gives it as freely as he breathes.

Oh, he fusses and complains and acts as if he must be coaxed into loving Luo Binghe, but it is such a poor act that Luo Binghe can’t help feeling nothing but warm indulgence towards it. 

“Don’t be so bold,” Shen Yuan will scold when Luo Binghe buys lube without hiding his identity, and yet in the next moment he’ll casually thread his fingers between Luo Binghe’s to hold his hand all the way through their walk down the main street of town.

“Who taught you to act like this, ah?!” Shen Yuan will complain when Luo Binghe ensures his subordinates know what an honor it is to be allowed to look at Shen Yuan, but then it will be Shen Yuan himself who will seat himself directly at Luo Binghe’s side instead of any more appropriate location for a Lord’s wife.

“There’s no need to be so sticky,” Shen Yuan will sigh when he catches Luo Binghe practically running back from the kitchens with breakfast, eager to return to his sweetheart’s side, but then Shen Yuan will happily eat from Luo Binghe’s own chopsticks, even during meals taken in the main dining hall.

Despite all his aired grievances, Shen Yuan himself breaks countless social boundaries a day without even blinking. He truly thinks nothing of it, believing these gifts he presses into Luo Binghe’s heart to be nothing but normal for a couple. Normal! As if Luo Binghe has not heard tavern songs about the Demon Emperor’s shameless new male wife, spun by every servant and enemy alike that has visited the palace and been struck to flustered embarrassment at the way Shen Yuan acts!

Luo Binghe wants to roll Shen Yuan up in one hand and eat him. He dared to say as much to Shen Yuan, once; Shen Yuan had merely rolled his eyes and told him that he wasn’t into “vore.”

(Luo Binghe had made a note to research this “vore” when they next returned to Shen Yuan’s world. He’s learned that he can coax Shen Yuan into a great many number of things, if he does it slowly and lovingly enough. The delay will give Luo Binghe time to figure out a way to both take Shen Yuan’s flesh and blood into his own without then being left without a Shen Yuan to hold in his arms.)

Certainly, some part of Luo Binghe knows this quirk in Shen Yuan’s behavior to be a byproduct of the world Luo Binghe had stolen him from. The standards for modesty are warped in that place, and Shen Yuan had been gently raised by the hand of that world to not notice anything odd about it. 

A god is no less sacred for having come from the heavens where more gods reside, though. Nor does a man feel faith to any of those supposed unseen gods when one presently sits in their lap, free to worship with prayer and touch alike. None of the other people of Shen Yuan’s world had offered Luo Binghe something so precious as the free flowing love that Shen Yuan shows him. None of them had been so foolish, and so sweet, and so carelessly thoughtful despite a cute mean streak hidden within, and -

“Bing-ge,” Shen Yuan calls, and Luo Binghe bites at Shen Yuan’s neck to prove he’s listening. Shen Yuan sighs. “Bing-ge, you aren’t listening to a word I say.”

“I am,” Luo Binghe says, “I just bit you to prove it.”

“Wha - how does that prove - oh, you’re hopeless!” Shen Yuan cries, squirming again, this time with a stronger intention.

Displeased, Luo Binghe casts aside the fan he’d been using to cool Shen Yuan, moving instead to curl both arms around Shen Yuan’s middle. When Shen Yuan keeps squirming, he trails one hand down to rub at Shen Yuan’s thigh, listening for Shen Yuan’s indignant protests. Luo Binghe may have grown drunk on the simple act of holding Shen Yuan without the need for it to be sexually pleasurable, but he isn’t above using sex to keep Shen Yuan close if he must. He refuses to give up even a millimeter of contact with this precious person unless there is no other option. 

“You’re insufferable,” Shen Yuan complains, slapping at Luo Binghe’s creeping hand several times. “We’ll miss the migration we came all this way to see if you keep this up!”

“I’ll miss Yuan-er’s closeness the most,” Luo Binghe says gravely, and Shen Yuan snorts.

“Insufferable,” he repeats, and then gives his most put-upon sigh. “Can’t you just settle for holding my hand for at least until the birds leave?”

Happily, Luo Binghe stops feeling Shen Yuan up and intertwines their hands instead. Shen Yuan praises him for his patience, as if the simple feeling of their palms pressed together isn’t more pleasurable than the greatest heights of ecstasy found in any bed. 

One day, Luo Binghe will confess this to Shen Yuan: that he’s truly deviated far too much from the erotic character Shen Yuan had read all about in that other world. That somehow, when it’s Shen Yuan, Luo Binghe feels so overwhelmed with simple affection that his greatest desires are as chaste as a young boy’s. Oh, he still enjoys the sex, but -

But ah, what he really loves most is this.

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I love binggeyuan so much.

I love when it's just this random guy with no particular skills besides ranting online about his special interest (a shitty porn novel that he reads for the plot) accidentally domesticating a demon lord from said novel by approaching said demon lord with the attitude of a white lady taking home a coyote that she found on the side of the road cause it was just a "poor lost puppy".

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to me shen jiu and yue qingyuan will end up in every universe together except in pidw and svsss. they have to. Just two universes where it didn't work out from 500000000000000000000000. believe it