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Shout out to all of the musical artists who re-recorded their songs in Simlish for The Sims 3 radio stations

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Shen Yuan transmigrates into a powerful ice demon and just goes "Oh neat! Cool clothes and I don't have to worry about dying!" And kicks his feet up to chill. He doesn't recognize his name, so he assumes he's just some terribly irrelevant mob character who happens to be rich and strong and is just glad to run around PIDW without any consequences. He manages to gather that he's some widower with a young son, so he immediately assumes he's in the clear from potentially being an enemy of Binghe's. His son is so quiet, and demons aren't great with giving names, so he doesn't even know what to call the boy at first. It feels odd to ask him what his name is. He just does his best with raising him in a way that he can only hope isn't too noticeably different than the way the original goods did it.

His son is still very quiet, but as he grows, he and Shen Yuan become closer. The little prince is such a sweet boy! He makes Shen Yuan little arts and crafts and leaves them on his desk to find. Anything from flower crowns to vaguely menacing knicknacs made of the bones of small animals. He'd be more scared if his son didn't seem so expectant of praise for the work. A few of them definitely resembled cursed idols, but who was he to judge his little demon son? There aren't any child rearing manuals, but from his own PIDW knowledge, this seemed developmentally on-track for demon kids.

But apparently the original goods wasn't rich and strong without consequence, because he's hounded with political matters before long. They're flooding his office with letters, hounding him for meetings, begging him to manage affairs in his territory. He's coming into contact with all these other powerful demons and has to pretend he's even slightly aware of what they're talking about.

During one of these meetings, some guy mentions the heavenly emperor, and Shen Yuan's like, "oh??? Binghe's here??? Already???" And he's furiously reworking his timeline, but the other demons are like, "who tf is Binghe. We're talking about Tianlang-Jun" and internally he's like, "who tf is Tianlang-Jun". Some poking around later, and he realizes he's REALLY far off from Binghes rise. Man's not even born yet. Honestly it makes him relax even more. He uses the time to get to know Tianlang-Jun a bit, just because he's so curious about Binghe's father! A full true Heavenly Demon! Not as cool as Binghe, who has both heavenly demonic and human cultivation abilities, but still cool! He's also just curious about the kind of man his blorbo's father was.

For some reason, Tianlang-Jun already has a son??? Upon closer inspection, a nephew? The conclusion, of course, is that something must've happened to both of them for them to not even be mentioned in the book. Deeply unfortunate, but not Shen Yuan's problem. Or that's what he would say, but Tianlang-Jun is seemingly very fond of him now. Something about being fellow single dads? He keeps bringing Zhuzhi-Lang around and foisting him onto Shen Yuan for a "play date" with Shen Yuan's son. Zhuzhi-Lang is a good boy, and very quiet, but he's also visibly older than Shen Yuan's son. Like, by a lot. But Shen Yuan is no expert on demonic aging rates, so maybe half snake demons just... look like grown adults? At this point, it's more like Zhuzhi-Lang is babysitting Shen Yuan's son while Tianlang-Jun fucks off somewhere without him. How irresponsible! But Shen Yuan accepts the free labor.

Years pass, his son grows- he also ends up with ice powers, as well as a spatial ability, though if Shen Yuan is correct, that power is likely from a demon tribe slightly south from their territory. It sounds familiar, but there are tons of reused abilities in PIDW. Nothing odd here! Eventually his son starts taking on jobs that Shen Yuan never asked him to do, in an effort to prove himself to Shen Yuan and also help him out. So at some point he takes it upon himself to go to take something from some cultivators.

It's not until his son comes back with a sniveling Shang Qinghua in tow that Shen Yuan realizes he must be very, VERY off the mark on who his character is.

Linguang-Jun was not, in fact, supposed to raise the future Mobei-Jun to be a dutiful son (nephew) who lacked abandonment issues and had a habit of leaving offerings on his uncle's desk like a cat, but since he neither knew who Linguang-Jun was nor the fact that Mobei-Jun was supposed to get dropped in the human world to be hunted for sport as a child, this was exactly the kind of Mobei-Jun that he had. Shang Qinghua, aka the hack author of this goddamn novel, has the audacity to complain to Shen Yuan about how he raised Mobei-Jun too well. When Shang Qinghua groveled and wailed and begged for mercy, Mobei-Jun brought him to his uncle! Because he "had the final say" in whether or not Shang Qinghua could swear fealty to him! What the fuck!

Mobei-Jun accepts Shang Qinghua's fealty at his uncle's behest, and Shen Yuan uses this attachment as a way to keep track of the timeline, including when Su Xiyan will fall pregnant with Tianlang-Jun's baby. In the meantime, Shen Yuan uses his own friendship with Tianlang-Jun as a way to mark his progress as well. He's met her a few times since Tianlang-Jun keeps dropping Zhuzhi-Lang off so they can run off on their little dates, but it's too odd to ask either of them if he's gotten her pregnant yet, so Shen Yuan tries instead to drop hints to nudge Tianlang-Jun in the right direction.

Talking about the joys of fatherhood, how adorable babies are, how unfortunate it is that some species, like humans, have very short windows of their lives in which they can have kids, and can even miscarry... Tianlang-Jun seems to get it- or maybe he's giving the man too much credit, because suddenly Tianlang-Jun is offering Zhuzhi-Lang as a surrogate with the insistence that "as a half-snake, he's guaranteed to give you litters! Even with a few dud eggs, he'll definitely give you a nice batch!" And "the gestational periods are short too, so you can always try again! As a heavenly demon, he's also very hardy! Your kids will be healthy for sure!" Shen Yuan has to firmly and kindly decline, though that seems to oddly disappoint Zhuzhi-Lang, who has been standing off to the side the entire time. Good sir, stand up for yourself! You don't need to do everything your uncle says! Filial piety only goes so far!

Anyway it's not long after that Su Xiyan actually gets pregnant. He expects canon to unfold from there, based on Shang Qinghua's unused old notes- Tianlang-Jun getting put under the mountain, Su Xiyan getting captured and dying after giving birth, Zhuzhi-Lang getting stuck in snake form and trying to free his uncle- all very sad and very necessary for Binghe's rise to power. Except for some reason Su Xiyan is now at Linguang-Jun's doorstep?! With Mobei-Jun?! Son, why do you look so proud of yourself?!

Apparently Mobei-Jun, who continued to pick fights with human cultivators, habitually came across Su Xiyan and her martial siblings. Su Xiyan, recognizing him, always let him off lightly out of consideration for Linguang-Jun. She warned him that as long as none of his attacks were fatal, she would let him go: but that if he killed any of her martial siblings, he would either die at her hands or suffer in the Huan Hua water prison. In return, Mobei-Jun, who was basically a semi-regular figure at the sect now, noticed immediately that she had gone missing when he showed up at the sect one day and it was another older cultivator that crossed blades with him, instead of her. Fast forward, and he's busting her out of captivity, and dragging her to Shen Yuan after she tells him that Tianlang-Jun is in danger. Shen Yuan is gobsmacked. The Old Palace Master hasn't even called on the other sects yet! Su Xiyan was in captivity for less than a day! What the hell, Mobei-Jun?!

But he cannot scold his dear nephew, who is looking at him so expectantly for praise. Instead, he calls on Tianlang-Jun and Zhuzhi-Lang to let them know about Su Xiyan's whereabouts, and then calls on Airplane. This damn hack author deserves the burden of this dilemma too!

Really, it's too late to turn back now, so after shaking Airplane's shoulders aggressively enough, the man finally agrees to pull some strings at his sect. The Old Palace Master's request for aid is turned down, Tianlang-Jun and Su Xiyan are alive, and it's not long before the Old Palace Master unfortunately qi deviates while attempting to cultivate in seclusion. Su Xiyan gives birth safely to a baby boy, and the human and demonic realms are in an uproar when Tianlang-Jun announces their marriage, but there's really very little they can do about it.

On the bright side, the two realms never merge. Unfortunately, Tianlang-Jun and Su Xiyan getting together seemed to have started a bit of a trend, and now Mobei-Jun was asking Linguang-Jun for permission to court Shang Qinghua??? And other cultivators that he met at the wedding have been extending offers and invitations to Linguang-Jun???

Shen Yuan would like to retreat back to the northern mountains and never come back.

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Still thinking about regressor!LQG

During one of his ‘runs’ he realizes that he had a qi deviation and was “reborn” shortly after sqq had a qi deviation leading to a complete 180 in personality and assumes ‘holy shit. Was sqq reborn too?’

Lqg confrontation goes something like: *in sqqs doorway* I Know What You Are

Sqq, terrified: Liu-shidi?? Whatever are you talking about??

Lqg, praying he’s correct: I know this isn’t… your first life. It’s- it’s not mine, either.

Sqq: ‘oh my god, another transmigrater’ *sputtering* YOU TOO??

They both have grossly different conclusions that are fundamentally the same.

(maybe this is how this AU can have a good end)

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Two months after Shen Jiu joins the sect he's finally forced to go get a full medical exam. It's remarkably tolerable- but they keep asking if he has any siblings and don't seem to be taking 'no' for an answer. Finally he's like "if I do I've never met them!" And fuck if the healers don't bring in an older boy with Shen Jiu's exact same face.

Chen Xuan is an inner disciple specializing in spiritual veins. He's from a middle class merchant family, but admits he doesn't look much like either of his parents.

Eventually they take a magical DNA test and yep, they are brothers.

Both of them are like, "this doesn't really change anything, I don't know you."

But they meet for tea frequently, and eventually after they become genuine friends Chen Xuan coaxes Shen Jiu to let him work on his spiritual veins. (Shen Jiu might start going to hide in his brother's room when he can't sleep but they never talk about that.)

Life goes on and not much is different until one year disciple selection gets Real Weird. Shen Qingqiu is just trying to snipe a promising kid from Liu Qingge - but then Ming Fan is like, "Shizun that other little boy bit me when I tried to separate them"

That other little boy, is of course Shen Yuan, who has his same face again. SQQ hadn't noticed him at first, he kept his head down. He's mentally cursing his slut-dad when Yue Qingyuan steps in and scoops up both boys despite his protests. (He noticed the mini Shen immediately)

Chen Xuan tells him later they do indeed have a new didi, just one thank the gods. If SQQ was related to both those little brats he'd kill someone.

He doesn't see either boy often but Shen Yuan has it out for him for some reason. He'll feel eyes on him and turn and there's that little street rat, glaring at him.

Again life goes on, once the boy's a little more settled he's invited to the brotherly tea meet ups. He and Shen Qingqiu reluctantly become fond of each other. (Chen Xuan's plan worked perfectly.)

Until Shen Yuan comes back from his first night hunt and crashes tea with a little baby girl. (Also Binghe comes too.)

SQQ rightfully asks why SY stole a baby and SY informs then that 1) the demon they killed had her in a sack so she was free not stolen and 2) "It's Meimei."

The two older men have sudden violent flashbacks to their past lives as Shen Yuan's Da-ge and Er-ge. Shen Yuan, of course has always remembered. After they recover from the shock they do another magical DNA test. The baby is definitely Meimei.

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Hi! I have every disease! Do you want one?

How about you follow me to this special room

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✨SPIN THE WHEEL TO GET YOUR CHARACTER✨

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I want a season 1 yj fic where no one on the team knows who Batman and Robin are behind the masks. Wally is friends with Robin, but he only knows him as Robin, and he’s never seen him without the mask or without his sunglasses.

And Dick thinks they’re all friends. Sure, they don’t know his name or half of his life, but they know him. He thinks of them as some of his best friends. He doesn’t actually have a whole lot of friends. He has Barbara, but she doesn’t know about Robin. And he has Bette, but she’s his cousin, so she doesn’t really count.

So when he walks into the lounge area in Mount Justice one day and hears most of the team talking shit about Dick Grayson, who was just shown on TV with Bruce Wayne because there was a big charity gala last night, he’s trying so hard not to get upset. Because they’re making fun of him. They’re talking shit about him. They don’t even know Dick Grayson, but they’re saying such mean things about him.

“I’ve seen him around school, he’s such a snob,” Artemis complains. “His hair is always gelled so obnoxiously and his uniform is always perfect, and,” she snorts, “he’s captain of the mathletes. What a dork.”

Alfred insists on his uniform always being perfectly ironed and his shirt being tucked in. He gets the longest lectures whenever he gets a detention or a pink slip for his uniform being out of line.

And Bruce has been doing Dick’s hair before school since Dick started going to school. He’d been so nervous the first time, because he was eight and he’d been homeschooled in the circus and he’d never been to a real school before, so Bruce did Dick’s hair just like his, and it made him feel so much better. Dick does his own hair mostly now that he’s older, but he mostly sticks with how Bruce first showed him. It’s easy. It’s a classic style. It makes him feel a little less nervous.

And who cares if he’s captain of the mathletes? Bruce insists it will look good on college applications. You can never start preparing too early. Plus, Gotham Academy is full of nerds, it’s far from the dorkiest club on campus. He’s mostly only on the team because his math teacher insisted.

He’s lingering in the hallway, just before the doorway to the lounge, leaning against the wall as he listens in on their conversation.

“He’s obviously a publicity stunt,” Wally snorts, and Dick can hear him stuffing chips in his mouth. “Was Bruce Wayne getting bad press when he first adopted him or something? I always thought it was weird he just plucked a kid from out of nowhere.”

“I thought he was from the circus?” Conner asks, but he actually sounds confused, curious.

The question only makes Wally and Artemis laugh louder, and even M’gann is giggling now. Dick feels like his heart just dropped into his stomach.

“The whole thing is so weird,” Artemis laughs. “Bruce Wayne takes him out like he’s some sort of little accessory, it’s so weird.”

“They are a pretty weird pair, aren’t they?” Wally laughs.

“I mean, the kid seems like a pain in the ass,” Artemis says, and Dick can just tell from the way she says it that she’s smirking. “I don’t know if I’d feel that bad if their whole father-son schtick was all for the camera. Brucie probably treats him like a toy he can just put back on the shelf when he’s done playing with him. He’s probably nothing but a charity case.”

Dick can hear someone pushing Artemis into the side of the couch, but he can tell they’re still all laughing and joking around. Dick feels like his breath is caught in his throat.

“That’s a horrible thing to say,” Conner says.

“Oh, come on, Conner,” Artemis huffs. “I’m only kidding.”

“It’s not something to kid about,” Conner says. “He’s a real person. They’re both real people. You know nothing about them.”

“I know that he struts around school like he owns the place!”

“Does he really?” M’gann gasps.

He can hear Artemis, Wally, and M’gann all continuing to gossip together, to laugh about his photos that Artemis is pulling up on her phone. He can hear Conner mutter something about them being childish, and then get up towards the kitchen area.

The hand on his shoulder startles him, and he’s so mad at himself for not hearing Kaldur walking up behind him.

“Robin, is everything alright?” Kaldur asks, and his voice is so gentle, so concerned.

“M’fine,” Dick chokes out. “M’just, I - I’m gonna go, actually. Can’t stay for training today.”

“Are you not feeling well?”

“Just…feeling a little sick. I’ll be fine.”

Conner has since walked into the hallway too, and he’s looking at Dick all concerned now too. But Dick feels like everything is too hot and he can’t breathe right and he’s suddenly so upset, and he can’t stay here anymore knowing that half of his friends are sitting just a few feet away, making fun of him.

Dick rushes back home, and he finds Bruce sitting in his office going over some WE paperwork. Bruce is surprised he’s home so soon, but holds onto Dick tightly when he falls into his lap.

“What’s wrong?” Bruce asks, squeezing Dick tight. “Did something happen at training? Are you hurt?”

“People are mean,” Dick mumbles into Bruce’s shoulder. “They were watching something about the gala from last night. Didn’t wanna stick around.”

“Oh, Dickie,” Bruce sighs, because this isn’t exactly the first time Dick has heard people he thinks are his friends talking about him behind his back, even if this is the first time it’s people who don’t realize they know him talking about him.

“They called me a publicity stunt,” Dick says, pressing himself closer to Bruce. “And a charity case.”

“You aren’t either of those things,” Bruce says, his voice firm, leaving no room for argument. “You’re my son, no matter what anyone else says.”

“I know.”

Bruce sighs again, resting his cheek on top of Dick’s head. They’re both quiet for a moment, Bruce swiveling side to side in the chair a bit.

“I know it’s difficult,” Bruce tells him. “But how about I put these papers away, and we go watch a movie before Alfred has dinner ready?”

“Yeah, okay.”

“Or we can go down to the cave and we can train a bit, if you’d rather do that?”

“I kinda wanna hit something,” Dick mumbles. “But can we watch a movie after dinner?”

“We’ll do whatever you want, chum.”

Dick continues to cling to Bruce while he straightens up his desk, but he hops up and rushes over to the clock to go down to the cave. Black Canary eventually calls the cave to ask Batman if Robin is alright, because she missed him at training and no one could tell her why he left, but he just tells her that Robin wanted to train with him today.

Later that night after dinner, Dick is cuddled up next to Bruce in his favorite family room, a movie playing in the background, and Dick falls asleep like that. Bruce doesn’t disturb him. They both end up falling asleep on the couch, and Bruce decides to take the next day off and to keep Dick home from school so they can spend the day together.

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Shizun appreciator supreme, do you think you have any particular insights on how to get into his head? I feel like I'm strugglingggg to write who he is beyond the "don't wanna die a human stick" and "where does the role end and Shen Yuan begin" and ngl it's daunting!

Shen yuan is so lazy he'd rather just not eat than cook for himself, but also hard working enough to run a whole peak. He's terrified of women crying but he gets turned on when Binghe cries. He's read yaoi but also didn't imagine anyone he knows could be gay until a man kissed him. He will kill people if necessary and he will also kill himself. He gets mad when his husband calls him shizun in bed, but also regularly calls himself his husband's mother.

Don't bother trying to figure him out I've been at it for years and he just makes me more confused

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~~✈️🥒Back on my cumplane brainworms! But I bring a twist :] transmigrated into two specific demons ahe

"Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky," are not the words Luo Feixiang— A.K.A. the aforementioned Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky— expects to hear coming from Mobei-jun's mouth at all.

It takes 5 seconds for him to make the realization.

"Proud Immortal Demon Way," he eventually replies.

The way Mobei-jun's(?) shoulders slump down alleviates any lingering doubts.

"Lucky you, transmigrating into the great and powerful stallion protagonist, hm?" His face seems to fall a bit. "Though, I guess it isn't so great to experience being a Qing Jing disciple, is it?"

Luo Feixiang rubs the back of his head, sheepishly. "Well, you see... I was dropped into the story at the start of the Endless Abyss Arc"— the other transmigrator makes a solemn face and Luo Feixiang backtracks—"I had the protagonist halo, it's okay! I got out of there all fine, as you can see by the fact I'm meeting you here. In the Demon Realm."

"I suppose that's so. It still must've been hard for you, as it must've been for Luo Binghe himself. Even if he is the protagonist, he still felt pain, didn't he?"

Luo Feixiang doesn't expect that. Not at all. Not from the average reader of Proud Immortal Demon Way.

Perhaps he was being presumptuous, but there were few who willingly read the story for any deeper analysis, or consideration for what Luo Binghe is feeling. Because Luo Binghe wasn't supposed to be someone a reader would care about as a person. Luo Binghe was the vessel for the reader, to satiate a sense of wish fulfillment for one's self.

Apparently, transmigrator wearing Mobei-jun's (very pretty, holy shit, it's better than he could've ever imagined with words alone) face agrees. He seems to take Luo Feixiang's silence as indicative of something else.

"Proud Immortal Demon Way is a shitty novel filled with shameless papapa and fruitless, violent vengeance in place of genuine plot," The Mobei-jun transmigrator starts. He takes Luo Feixiang's taken-aback expression as a sign to continue. "But Luo Binghe was a character with a backstory, whose future was fueled by his need for vengeance against a world that offered him nothing but a little love that would only be ripped away. When you remove the aspect of him being a reader-insert, and he becomes a real person, the feelings he does have aren't just one-off sentences to skip over."

Distantly, Luo Feixiang feels something pricking at his heart, but also... Hah... Maybe it's because the Mobei-jun transmigrator had somehow convinced him to put Xin Mo in a closed off corner that a strange sort of clarity comes to him from those words.

(Luo Feixiang would never admit it, but Luo Binghe... He was a self-insert of sorts. The way the other transmigrator spoke about Luo Binghe with such care...)

Luo Feixiang finally finds his voice. "Yeah, I guess so."

It's not much, but c'mon! Let Luo Feixiang process this a bit! He's been in the Abyss for 5 years right after dying in his own apartment, and the plot has been fucked over by something (Someone, actually. He now knows it's because, alongside himself as Luo Binghe now, Mobei-jun wasn't the same Mobei-jun. It was very likely he had a System too, if his passive observations were correct) and left some parts unrecognizable! He died at 27 and was brought into his own book and had to go through rapid-fire demon puberty alongside the whole abyss thing!

The Mobei-jun transmigrator gives a tentative hum of acknowledgement.

Awkward silence engulfs them again.

"I saw him, once," he suddenly says. "Luo Binghe, before you transmigrated. The Immortal Alliance Conference."

Ah. For all Luo Feixiang's shitty memory of the 6666 chapters he'd written of Proud Immortal Demon Way, he'd never forget the titular plot points that kickstarted the whole thing.

"How was he?"

"Amazing, obviously," he says with a smile that comes to his face so easily— it kind of takes Luo Feixiang's breath away, not an expression he'd thought he'd see if Mobei-jun were real. Unfortunately it doesn't last. The Mobei-jun transmigrator sighs. "I tried my best to alleviate it. To prevent the deaths at the conference, to not make myself an enemy, to hide Luo Binghe's demon mark from his Shizun..."

Luo Feixiang finishes for him. "... But, you have a transmigration system too. And it wants you to follow the important plot points."

The Mobei-jun transmigrator's eyes shift to the side, as if reading something Luo Feixiang can't see. If that wasn't confirmation enough, he turns back to Luo Feixiang and answers.

"Yes."

"I... I see." A question soon pops up in his mind. "How long have you been here?"

His expression changes so quickly, it almost startles him.

The Mobei-jun transmigrator laughs. "Ah, I got here when Mobei-jun was a kid. Apparently, a lot of things happened in his backstory! Which, well, explains a lot!"

Ah, fuck. That.

Luo Feixiang can't help but wince. He wrote pages and pages of lore for Mobei-jun on the side. Words that never made it to publication. Words that really fleshed out why he became... Well, Mobei-jun.

Words that built up what a real person now had to go through.

Speaking of which, he hasn't stopped talking the whole time Luo Feixiang was having this realization.

He, at the very least, seems pretty impassioned as he goes on about his feelings towards the hidden backstory.

It's as if he's been holding in these feelings for years (which, honestly, he most definitely had. God, that was something to think about. It was already a lot when going through this transmigration thing himself, but to think he dragged some random reader into this world, even if indirectly, he couldn't help but feel bad. Truly, it was easier when he saw everyone else as just NPCs. Just characters. It took him a while to even let himself see this as his reality. It probably would've taken a lot longer if Mobei-jun's weird behavior hadn't brought him to where they are now.)

"And that Shang Qinghua guy? Don't underestimate him. Airplane didn't put a lot of this in canon, and it really would've been useful if a transmigration scenario to know this shit"— he stops himself and shakes his head— "Whatever. Not like Airplane would've known at least. I'll give that hack something. Anyways, that Peak Lord... for someone that's just cannon-fodder to die on the sidelines, he's scary honestly. Holy shit, the amount of disciples he was going to be willing to let die during the conference! Something's wrong with that man."

Luo Feixiang chuckles, a bit of pride coming over him. "Of course. I wrote him that way! The kind of scary that isn't so obvious. He was originally going to—"

Wait.

The immediate silence that follows his comment tells him that there's no taking that sentence back.

His fellow transmigrator is starting to look a lot like the intimidating PIDW original goods with the cold (haha) look he sends his way.

Luo Feixiang could pull out some bullshit of being a fanfic writer that just really -REALLY- loved Shang Qinghua to the point of treating him like an original character... Except, he doesn't do that.

Instead, he remains quiet. And hopes.

"Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky," the Mobei-jun transmigrator says again— and oh boy! Gone is the quiet hopefulness in his voice! Gone is the careful way he spoke his godforsaken pen name into existence! (And, hey! Is it getting colder in here? Uh oh!)

It's said as a confirmation and warning at the same time.

He's about to say something further, but he suddenly turns his head to the side to glare at the air (God, is that what Luo Feixiang looks like when he's talking to the System? He has to be more careful once he's around more character— around more people).

The Mobei-jun transmigrator eventually faces him again and crosses his arms.

"You're lucky you have the Protagonist Halo and Luo Binghe's face, you goddamn hack of author."

Luo Feixiang's about to say 'Well, funnily enough, I do look a lot like Luo Binghe in real—'

But he realizes something.

The phrase 'Hack Author..." His strong feelings on Luo Binghe's happiness... The detailed rants and blatantly insulting PIDW in front of another reader...

"Holy shit, you're Peerless Cucumber!"

A dark blush makes its way to the other transmigrator's— who is absolutely Peerless Cucumber oh my gosh— face and even to the tips of his ears. That's a sight. Dear lord.

"Y-YOU RECOGNIZE ME?"

With a burst of protagonist-level courage, he stands at full height and brings himself up close to Peerless Cucumber, faces way too close.

"Of course," he says simply, now wearing a playful smirk. "How would I not recognize that man who left paragraphs and paragraphs breaking down my story and being oh-so-infatuated with"—he points to himself—"the protagonist that he pretty much paid my bills for me."

If Sha Hualing walks in, witnessing the peerless Mobei-jun acting like a hissy cat to a Luo Binghe that keeps flicking back and forth between over-confident asshole and fearing for his life—

Well, she doesn't say anything. Who knows? Maybe they'll fuck about it later, and she isn't a vouyer, yeah?

Bonus fluff:

(Some time in the future...)

"You know... look exactly like I imagined him, but like... better. It definitely helps that you're actually not so bad to be around too. Mobei-jun with Peerless Cucumber's personality... no a bad combo"

Peerless Cucumber, Shen Yuan as he recently learned, huffs. "Save the flirting for the harem."

"The harem you know I'm not building."

"Shut it."

"Hey! I'm just saying."

"Ugh, whatever... also what do you mean? He literally looks like—" He pauses and waves his hand over his face as if that helps with his question. "Me! This is literally the face I had when I was back living in Beijing and rotting away in my apartment. Except now, I'm like, what? 25 centimeters taller and have huge tits— Why are you looking at me like that?"

Bonus Bonus:

"Would it help if said I'd likely still find you attractive as a sentient cucumber?"

"FUCK OFF! Stop using your protagonist powers on me!"

"It's not the protagonist powers, A-Yuan! You just like me!"

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but actually the idea of Gotham being eldritch-y or like American Gods where belief/fear/prayers = power means there’s a world where Bruce came home from one of his first successful weeks of patrol high as balls literally stumbling all over the Manor with a concerned Alfred trailing behind him because Gotham’s fear and belief in the Bat is so unexpected and heady that it takes him — even someone as superhuman as him — time to adjust.

…which also means there’s a world where that same Bruce gets to watch every new Robin “get” it as they come home to the Manor after their first patrol. he gets to see Dick’s confusion morph into wonder and into something ageless, leaking out at the edges of his mask. he gets to hear Jason’s choked-off breath as Gotham’s love for Robin hits him the first time.

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decentralize and clean up your life!!!

use overdrive, libby, hoopla, cloudlibrary, and kanopy instead of amazon and audible.

use firefox instead of chrome or opera (both are made with chromium, which blocks functionality for ad-blockers. firefox isn't based on chromium).

use mega or proton drive instead of google drive.

get rid of bloatware

use libreoffice instead of microsoft office suite

use vetted sites on r/FREEMEDIAHECKYEAH for free movies, books, games, etc.

use trakt or letterboxd instead of imdb.

use storygraph instead of goodreads.

use darkpatterns to find mobile game with no ads or microtransactions

use ground news to read unbiased news and find blind spots in news stories.

use mediahuman or cobalt to download music, or support your favorite artists directly through bandcamp

make youtube bearable by using mtube, newpipe, or the unhook extension on chrome, firefox, or microsoft edge

use search for a cause or ecosia to support the environment instead of google

use thriftbooks to buy new or used books (they also have manga, textbooks, home goods, CDs, DVDs, and blurays)

use flashpoint to play archived online flash games

find books, movies, games, etc. on the internet archive! for starters, here's a bunch of David Attenborough documentaries and all of the Animorphs books

burn your music onto cds

use pdf24 (available online or as a desktop app) instead of adobe

use unroll.me to clean your email inboxes

use thunderbird, mailfence, countermail, edison mail, tuta, or proton mail instead of gmail

remove bloatware on windows PC, macOS, and iOS X

remove bloatware on samsung X

use pixelfed instead of instagram or meta

use NCH suite for free software like a file converter, image editor, video editors, pdf editor, etc.

feel free to add more alternatives, resources or advice in the reblogs or replies, and i'll add them to the main post <3

last updated: march 18th 2025

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You know that Ada Limón poem where she’s like “i can’t help it i love the way men love”? my dad recently confessed to me that he became a shoemaker because they buried my grandma shoeless

oh…………………………………

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Ok but I'm thinking of an svsss world where lqg is actually the big beefy bear sy thought he would be before meeting him.

I'm just saying that he seemed a bit too disappointed that lqg wasn't the hunk of his repressed dreams and it might have awoken something in him a lot sooner if he had to contend with Pinnacle of manliness lqg and all his beefcake muscles, and lbh would have had some real competition lololol

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rewatching the under the red hood movie and i gotta say as much as i love jason’s speech to bruce about how mad he is that the joker’s still alive, i still maintain that a severely underrated speech in this movie is from ra’s when he’s talking to bruce and in essence says ‘yeah so i hired the joker to distract you which was my bad because he totally went overboard and killed your son :/ and i felt so guilty i decided not to try and fight you anymore and then i stole your son’s corpse and tried to revive him via lazarus pit so i could like. make amends. except that was also my bad because we fucked that one up real good and when he came back out BOY was he weird in the head. killed my guys and then fucking jumped out a window and we lost him. my bad. and i thought he’d died again but apparently he’s in gotham and is like. totally destroying your whole lives which again, my bad. shouldn’t have tried to help. sorry about that. i’ll just stay out of your business from now on.’ which is actually the funniest characterisation of ra’s i’ve ever seen

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u ever have on mutuals whos so deep in another fandom that u know absolutely zero about and they make posts that look like they speaking another language or some shit

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i don’t understand people who love a problematic character but get angry when people mention the evil things that character did. like, that’s your man! he’s proud he did all that, support his hobbies!