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Izuku eventually talks to Inko about Venom as they get older, but by this point, Izuku and Venom are barely separate entities. Although they have different experiences from prior to their current symbiotic relationship, they are so intrinsic to each other's survival that they made up a name to refer to the both of them.

Inky. Or Inkkun.

So, if Inko calls Izuku's name in the morning for him to get up and he doesn't reply, she peeks into his room. Depending on if there was something on late at night he wanted to watch, he might still be asleep.

Inko sighs. "Inkkun, could you wake up, please?"

Black ichor slips from Izuku's skin and covers his body, opalesque eyes blinking open. With practice, the inky covering is only over his skin, so his clothes fill in further with the loss of available space. Izuku wears baggier clothes to accommodate their change nowadays.

So, it's like there's a big, inky, somehow fuzzy wolf in a "sleeping" T-shirt and All Might themed pajama pants.

"We were watching the All Might series marathon."

"I had a feeling it was something like that... Please help Izuku get ready for school, hon."

"Mmm don't wanna..."

Inkkun still crawls out of bed on all fours and slinks past her to the bathroom, though. A minute or so later though, Inkkun is sitting around the corner of the kitchen, still brushing his teeth, giving her their equivalent of puppy eyes.

"Inkkun..."

"No school, Mom..."

She sighs, realizing he swallowed the toothpaste again.

"Why don't you want to go to school?"

"No one likes us. Don't think we're important. Even though we have a 'quirk,' we get bullied."

Inko frowns, pausing as she flips the egg omelette she's making for breakfast.

"I talked with the principal about that already."

"Pah. Doesn't care about us. No one there cares."

Inkkun grumbles as he heads back to the bathroom briefly to rinse his mouth out...or drink the sink water, whichever he decides. She can't follow after him since she's still cooking, but her jaw clenches slightly.

Izuku never told her about the bullying before. It wasn't until after Izuku finally introduced her to Venom that she started learning more about what his school life was like. Izuku didn't lie much, but he would omit details. Venom, however, seemed nearly incapable of lying, which bled over into Inkkun.

As she plates their breakfast, Izuku's the one who enters, now dressed in his school clothes and trying button his gakuran. He looks drowsy, though upon seeing Inko, he becomes a bit sheepish.

"So, when were you going to tell me you're still getting bullied?"

A black, liquidy head forms through his school shirt, right beside his own.

"Never."

"Venom..."

"Izuku..."

He huffs, frustrated. "I just... I want to handle it on my own. We can't rely on you all the time."

"...You're right that you can't."

But she walks over, raising their chins to look up at her.

"But you're my little boy. And right now, I'm the one who trusts the school to both educate you and treat you right. If they don't, then that's a problem I'm supposed to help you face. Failing to do one means they're failing to do the other, too."

'Mom is right,' Venom says in their head, 'Listen to Mom. Or eat their brains. That would solve it.'

'No.'

'How about their ear? They have two of those. Missing one won't hurt too much.'

'No eating people, we promised.'

'Ugh.'

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Now, time for some sillies.

Izuku likes to finish his homework at school or the library before coming home. Cause home is Inkkun time.

He walks in the front door, takes off his shoes, sets down his bag, and becomes creacher.

"Woof."

He strolls around the house on all fours very comfortably. He even found a way around washing his hands all the time. Venom will control their balance, and Izuku's human arms can reach out and touch things. He can also use his tentacles to pick things up.

Oh, right, yeah. He has tentacles. He usually forms them from his tail or back to grip and carry things.

So, sometimes, if Inko works a bit later than usual, she'll come home to Inkkun eating face first out of a bowl of french fries or containers of natto. More than once, she found him with a plastic bag on the floor to catch all the spillage from the fish he caught--he's been sneakily stealing from a salmon farm as of recent.

He just kinda stuffs them in his mouth, not minding the bones or gills or whatever else. It's all delicious, especially the fatty ones.

Venom usually suggests eating people just for the fun of it rather than out of legitimate hunger. Izuku casually shuts the thought down every time.

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One day, Inkkun gets up, but he's not in goopy dog form.

Venom is under Izuku's skin, but Izuku's green eyes are instead opalescent.

It's at this point they've almost fully fused. The DNA of Izuku's human body has rearranged itself almost entirely, with him being unable to live without a connection to Venom. At the same time, the solid parts of Izuku's body makes sonic attacks that are usually a weakness for symbiotes into a mere annoyance instead.

The main thing is that the blood of people with quirks is incredibly disgusting. So, of course, Venom's brain-eating suggestions are almost always just banter. They wouldn't suggest eating brains seriously unless they were literally starving to death.

So, it's more that Inko smells delicious because she's constantly bringing them the food with the best chemicals, and because love smells good. Inko is completely off the menu.

Also Inkkun can almost completely dematerialize. As in, Izuku's body can dissolve and reconstruct almost completely without worry. So, while most humans are constrained by their shoulders of hips, like a cat, Inkkun can fit his entire body through anything big enough for his skull. He can even squeeze his skull down just a little for slightly smaller spaces.

Izuku's skull eventually becomes one of the last things differentiating Izuku from Venom. Not that Izuku's worried, nor is Venom.

They belong together, in one body, after all.

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Inkkun likes to nap and sunbathe. You'll just see a big ol black, slick yet fuzzy blob laid out in a sunny spot. When he stretches his legs, his paw peets stretch out, as does his tail. If he's super comfy, he'll melt a lil bit.

When he's not hungry or full of energy, he's actually quite relaxed. Slinks around the apartment in full goop form, wuffing under his breath and sniffing at stuff to ensure it smells the same.

If Inkkun's really in a doggy mood, he'll sniff his mom 's shoulders and head when she comes home. Once, he sniffed her and smelled that she was starting to get sick, so he made her some soup and gave her some medicine. The great thing about him cooking is that there's no risk of injury for him at all. Except for maybe burning, but that heals quickly.

Sure enough, she had to call in to work the next day, but she wasn't feeling as bad as she could've because Inkkun caught it early. So now, he does her a sniff on principle.

(Thankfully, the only time Izuku gets sick is if he's too hungry. He hasn't had a single illness since he was four.)

He also enjoys a good head pat. Very pleasant sensation for him. He greatly enjoys physical affection. On lazy weekends, sometimes, it would just be him with his head on his mom's lap on the couch, with her watching TV and carding her fingers through his hair as he reads some manga, tail bapping against the couch.

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Izuku's only doctor is Dr. Oniyoshi.

The doctor's very good at keeping things hush-hush, especially once Izuku and Venom fuse together more. It's something interesting for the man to study, but he wouldn't risk the wrong people coming to know about him.

Dr. Oniyoshi's the kind of guy who sometimes says things a little harshly, but he clarifies himself right after. Inkkun's never once seen him express anger, just having a calming demeanor as he quietly maintains every aspect of his care.

It helps that Venom constantly keeps Izuku healthy. They don't technically need to brush their teeth, but Venom does anyway when Inko asks and Izuku's consciousness is still asleep. So, really, Izuku doesn't have a lot of medical records, and the ones that do exist are purposefully fudged.

His details still say quirkless, and his blood denotes no differences from any other person, save for the lack of quirk factor that's becoming increasingly rare over time.

Once Inkkun started forming more frequently, however, Dr. Oniyoshi noted unidentifiable DNA in his blood. Not only that, but he couldn't keep a blood sample. The blood would eventually break out of the glass and return to Izuku by some point. So now, he tells Izuku when he's done doing blood tests and uncorks the vial, letting his blood return without breaking his supplies.

Dr. Oniyoshi quietly tells Inko that her son's more akin to a nonidentifiable humanoid than a human, but just as firmly confirms that Izuku is her son regardless.

Inko knows, but it's nice that her son's doctor agrees.

#venom deku au #au post 19 #bnha au #mha au #bnha #static writes #static drabbles #they're basically the same but distinct #two minds in one body #+ dog #woof

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Slightly referencing the picnic part that I'm likely not continuing, but running around on that mountain trail is the first time Izuku actually sees Venom's body. The slick darkness of its form and how it molds over his own. They help him run faster, jump higher...

It's so exciting, he doesn't recognize when he starts running on all fours in circles and through the trees. Inko witnesses this to some extent, seeing him get excited and the sticky stuff that came out of him. She makes a note of it all, and decides to bring him out more often.

After the run, he falls asleep in the car on the way home, and Inko quietly decides to contact Dr. Oniyoshi about the additional developments.

As Izuku grows up with Venom, the dog his intergalactical symbiote had been inside for the longest before coming in contact with him left a mark.

Izuku's young dreams often featured Venom's memories of being a dog. Most of those experiences were quite negative. After all, the dog and Venom had both been starving.

Now, in a human body well acclimated for housing the both of them, Izuku and Venom still retain some dog.

The first time Venom completely covers Izuku's body, he's about 8 years old. The inky form still has big dog ears and a log tail. Of course, it's not fluffy. It's all slick and slime, with big opalesque eyes staring back at them from the mirror.

Izuku smiles. Venom shows off a mouth full of many rows of teeth. But by this time, Izuku's not afraid of the teeth or of the dreams he has of eating creatures. He slides their tongue over their teeth, marveling at their sharpness.

And then, he crawls around the house, walking on all fours. Venom extended his feet so their legs bend like a dog's would.

The barrier between his body and Venom fades. He doesn't feel like he's floating in Venom's body. He feels like it is his body. No, it is his body.

He and Venom are the same... Yeah.

Inko's in the kitchen, listening to some evening TV show, when she sees a shadow move out the corner of her eye. She turns and prepares to speak to Izuku, only to pause, her gaze going wide.

Izuku sits in the living room, right near the kitchen, gazing up at her. His fingers and toes end in vicious points, and his slick tail lays on the ground beside him. His mouth is covered, so he's completely black save for his eyes.

He opens his mouth, sharp teeth revealed.

"Mummy, is dinner ready?"

His voice is split in two tones. One is the little boy she's been raising through all the ups and downs of parenthood. The other is deep, vibrating, and growling. They slightly merge together, speaking at the same time seamlessly, with an unnatural echo to it.

Inko stares a moment longer, Izuku's wild hair emulated by the slickness covering him in eldritch curls. He tilts his head curiously, gazing with his big eyes, just like he would otherwise.

...It's strange. Unnatural. Scary, even.

But this is still her son.

Inko smiles.

"Yes, dinner's almost ready, honey."

The dark figure's eyes crinkle with delight, his many, many teeth showing off in a wide grin.

"We wanna help. Can we help?"

"Of course. Go wash your hands first."

"Hehehe. Woof."

He scurries into the kitchen, slipping by her to the sink. In his usual form, he was just getting tall enough to turn on the sink only a bit of help from a stool. Now, he was tall enough to reach without it because of his extended feet, standing up on his tippy toes like a dog or cat. His slick yet bushy tail wagged behind him as he reached for the soap.

Izuku stays in this form for the rest of the evening, eating with his feet tucked under him in the chair. It's so interesting, seeing his sharp, claw-tipped fingers hold chopsticks and eat with them. Though, Izuku's mumbling in this strange form is a little hard to get used to.

"We stretched out our skin. We like this. All the colors. Many colors everywhere. And smells! You smell delicious and friendly and like love. We love you."

Suddenly, those questions about eating squirrels comes back to her.

Although he prefers to walk on all fours, he stays on the back two to help her wash the dishes. Once done, just like Izuku's usual routine, it's time to get ready for bed.

Izuku bathes and brushes his teeth like normal, though distinctly not like normal, since he still maintains that strange form the entire time. His toothbrush bristles come out and stick between his fangs in places, causing him to have to close his mouth, gather them with sludge, and spit them all out in the trash. Floss is a lot easier to deal with, thankfully.

By the time he's ready for bed, his wide eyes have narrowed sleepily. Izuku moves forward and, gingerly, like he always does, takes a hold on the corner of her shirt.

"...Let's get you tucked in, love."

She leads him to his bedroom, and like she always does, she helps him get comfortable in bed. He curls up differently than usual, more like a dog than a regular person. But before she leaves, his arms reach out and wrap around her waist. He then presses his face against her stomach.

"We love you, Mumma..."

...This is just her baby, isn't it? A bit frightening, but he's just her baby boy in the end. Loving and sweet. Needing more help and care than some other children, but he's hers.

Inko smiles, and hugs her little boy back.

"I love you too, sweetheart. Get some sleep."

After that night, when at home, Izuku tends to use 'we' to refer to himself.

#venom deku au #static writes #static drabbles #bnha au #bnha #mha au #gosh this is...er...#au post 18 #i'm probably not gonna go back and number the others #it's gonna be on the masterpost anyway

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scribblestatic · 6 days

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Me writing

#this man is such a mood at times fr #lmao #writing

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scribblestatic · 6 days

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Venom Deku AU Masterpost

To be updated as I write more, if I do :3

The idea comes up

Venom and Izuku meet

Izuku feels quite sick

Hospital Visit

Oh shit, this milk fuckin *slaps*, my dude

"Quirkless, my ass."

Weird dreams

The tooth fairy's gonna love this

Chemicals

Chocky Milk, pweas (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Good lies

Poor Communication

Apologies

Fake

Social Food Chain

Picnic (spoiler, this drabchap probably won't be continued lol)

Midnight Snack

Merging

Bullies and Sillies

Not Storyline Relevant

Picrew Art

#venom deku au #bnha au #mha au #bnha #static drabbles #static writes #au masterpost #masterpost

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scribblestatic · 6 days

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damn, I deadass forgot I wrote this lmao

Aaaaaa I feel like shit and Mr. and Mrs. Smith is on, so you know what?

Spy/assassin AU

Inko was a high profile spy who ended up getting pregnant from a mark she fell in love with. The mark, underground, uh…philanthropist…Kishimoto Hisashi, falls absolutely in love with Inko, and she’s a sucker for sweet guys, so they run away together. During a battle while she was pregnant, Hisashi took a deadly attack for her that left him disfigured and nearly dead in her arms, much to her despair. The terror she wrought on the assassin world following Hisashi’s disability led to them begging for a truce.

As such, Izuku is born safely and without disturbance, and is very much loved. Still, wanting him to be able to protect himself, Inko also trains him to be an assassin.

His mother can be very closed off to others, but she’s the sweetest person to her husband and her beloved son, who inherited Hisashi’s sunshine and rainbows disposition, his curly hair, and his freckles. Hisashi’s still alive, but he’s bound to a wheelchair and is partially immobile. He has painful burns all over his back, shoulders, arms, and face, but his eyes are still intact, he still has a tuft of hair left, and he very much loves his wife and son. Still, his current weakness and PTSD from the attack led him to further isolate himself, so he prefers that Inko and Izuku tell others that he doesn’t exist, even though he still does his philanthropy work under a code name.

Izuku grows up in a loving household and, despite being quirkless, is told that he can do anything he puts his mind to.

Except being a hero. He probably shouldn’t be a hero with the mother that he has.

But Izuku wants to be one! Sure, he can kill a person with his eyes all wide and sparkly without a single flinch, but he thinks he could do good and be a person of justice! So, he wants to go to a hero school and become a hero! An underground one, but a hero all the same!

Inko is hesitant about it, but after some convincing on both Hisashi’s and Izuku’s parts, she says that she’ll allow him to go to one.

Izuku’s so excited by the idea! He can’t wait till he gets old enough to go to a hero school!

So, while Hisashi does his, uh, philanthropy hidden away from society—he’s more of a house husband, anyway—and Inko fronts as the worried single mother to her quirkless son, she quietly pulls the strings in the background to coerce the sponsors to hero schools to start allowing quirkless students to attend hero high schools and Hisashi uses the money he has to do the same.

Meanwhile, as Izuku grows up, he’s growing to question his choices about becoming a hero, because Kacchan bullies him over being quirkless all of the time, and everyone looks down on him. Even when he helped save a kid only a little older than him during a building collapse from a hero/villain battle, the hero scolded him for doing more than he should’ve because he’s quirkless, even though Izuku made the boy keep the metal shard in his leg so he wouldn’t bleed out.

“I…I still want to be a hero, Mom,” Izuku says, choking a man out with garrote wire, the man gargling his own blood, “But…I’m starting to wonder if…well…am I going about this the right way? I’m not sure…” He doesn’t flinch, even when the man coughs some blood up on his cheek.

“Oh, honey.” Inko crouches in front of him and wipes at the blood, her eyebrows scrunched and smile sad. “Heroics could do a lot better if they had someone like you working with them. Pro heroes have progressively grown blind to reality, all cosied up because they have All Might to protect everyone. But at the end of the day, some scum cannot be caught in the limelight.”

“But that’s why I like underground heroes, too!” He pulls the wire tighter, and the man chokes loudly on a gurgle before he finally falls still. “I…I still like All Might though…” Izuku smiles. “He’s so bright and shiny, just like Daddy and Kacchan.”

Inko sighs. “I understand you liking All Might because he reminds you of your dad, but Katsuki?”

“Yeah! He’s so angry all the time, but it’s because everyone’s stacking everything on his shoulders without thinking about it! He’s not too different from All Might in the end.” Izuku puts his hands on his cheeks. “But…sometimes, when I think about him, my chest gets really fluttery and my face gets all warm…I don’t know why though, even though he thinks bad things about me…”

Yes, Inko knows. Even though she’s friends with Mitsuki, she can’t say she’s a huge fan of her friend’s son. A brash, wild boy who her friend hasn’t stopped from bullying those around him. Most of society are such slaves to the idea that quirks mean so much when she’s had people with much stronger quirks than her own fall to her blades. Quirk or no quirk, death comes for everyone, especially when the right research is done and the right price is paid.

Still, her son, whether Inko likes it or not, is attracted to bright things, and she wont’t deny Katsuki’s potential. She herself is also attracted to people who shine brightly, though if they shine too bright, she shirks away. Her Izuku, like Icarus, flies straight towards the light, whether it burns him or not. But Izuku, unlike Icarus, not only knows how to catch himself from falling, but is learning how to keep from falling entirely.

“I think…I think Kacchan can change if he’s pushed the right way. I want to see him change.” Izuku smiles real sweetly, blood stained on his cheek. “I want to see him change to world.”

#static speaks

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scribblestatic · 6 days

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Sheepzun AU Masterpost

To be updated as more posts come in :3

Whoops, I'm a sheep, I guess

Whoops, I'm this lil boy's teacher now, I guess

Whoops, I saved two peak lords, I guess

Whoops, I have grown and I don't know it, I guess

#sheepzun au #masterpost #svsss #static writes #au masterpost #svsss au #mxtx svsss

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I hope y'all had a good 4/20. Anyway, here's more Sheepzun.

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Finding his way out of the caves was much easier than going in. The flow of qi seemed easier for him to discern, and his senses were stronger. How curious! He was sure he'd be able to sense predators much easier now.

He cloaked himself in his qi and snuck out the caves, ensuring no one was looking at or for him. This time around, it seemed he had enough qi to do so easier than before, not feeling any pull or strain on his meridians.

He was a right chuffed lad, all things considered!

Shen Yuan made his way back to Qing Jing Peak without much of an issue. Disciples didn't seem to sense his hiding. Those with stronger cultivation did seem to look around, a tad unsettled if anything, but overall, none of them saw through his illusion.

It also helped that he was a prey animal who preferred to not leave things up to risk or chance when being careful was a perfectly reasonable option.

As he travelled, he noticed that the season seemed a little different. A tad on the warmer side than he last remembered. He had entered a few days after spring began, and the flowers he remembered were supposed to bloom seemed to already be at the end of its blooming cycle...

Was it the end of spring? Goodness, time flew!!

Thankfully, not an excessive amount of time passed since, upon making his way out of the forest near the woodshed, Luo Binghe didn't look too much taller. Yes, at the very least, only a few days or weeks had passed.

Hearing Shen Yuan's purposeful rustling, Luo Binghe's slightly pointy ears almost seemed to twitch. Then, he turned around quickly, eyes wide and swiftly becoming watery with unshed tears.

"Shizun!!"

Shen Yuan huffed, amused as the boy, sticky as ever, ran up to him and immediately hugged him around the neck.

"Shizun! Shizun, you came back! Shizun!!"

'Who do you keep calling out for, ah? I'm right here,' Shen Yuan thought.

Luo Binghe went still.

"...Shizun?"

'Yes?'

The boy suddenly let go of him and leaned back, staring right into his eyes. Then, slowly, like the flowers he missed bloom at the start of spring, Luo Binghe's smile spread across his face in a vibrant flourish.

"Shizun!! Shizun, you can talk now?!"

Shen Yuan paused, blinking.

'...You can hear what this one is...saying.'

"Yes, I can! I can finally understand you, Shizun! Has my cultivation gotten better? Is... Is this because of what you taught me?"

I don't know, what the heck?! This is scary!!

So, if he was actually thinking as though he was speaking to Luo Binghe, then the boy would actually hear it? After all, he wasn't responding to his thoughts now. Was this because he taught a spirit creature's Dao to a human that he became Dr. Dolittle? That's an entire genre change!

...Whatever that was supposed to mean! Who even was Dr. Dolittle?!

'...Indeed, it seems likely. However, this one admits that this is the first time he's taught this Dao to a human,' Shen Yuan replies, his mind in utter disarray and panic. 'As much as you are a student, this ram is still learning himself.'

There's no precedent for this! I'm sorry, Binghe! This ram is only about a year old!

Luo Binghe looked as though the meaning of the Dao was explained to him in elementary terms, as though he made a huge mental breakthrough with his words alone.

"I see... Thanking Shizun for his knowledge and education all this time!"

He bowed so respectfully, Shen Yuan immediately felt like a terrible saber-toothed wolf dressed up like a newly born spirit lamb to prey on the little human's trust.

But, well, he was at least somewhat honest just now. He really was also a student in all of this.

'This ram thanks you as well. Even through our language barrier, you've been an exemplary student. Now that we can understand each other more freely, we can further improve your cultivation.'

"Yes, Shizun! I'm looking forward to it!"

Shit.

[More under the cut, this one just got kinda long]

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Okay, so, it wasn't all that bad.

One, it really was much easier to speak with Bing-lamb, and the boy seemed to flourish further under his his verbal guidance. He didn't really have to say much, though. Whatever Luo Binghe lacked in prowess, he was steadily making up for it in motivation.

All Shen Yuan had to do was correct him a little here and there based on whatever kind of strange animal instinct he had that said,

'This stance is a little off. Keep you knees elastic. Firm, but ready.'

'You must connect with your surroundings and hone to your senses. Humans, as predators, rely strongly on their eyes. But you must learn to use your nose, ears, and touch as well.'

"What about taste, Shizun?"

'There are some things a mouth shouldn't touch. We can build up to that as you learn more.'

Though, perhaps he asked such questions because Shen Yuan occasionally found himself chewing on Luo Binghe's clothes. It was more affectionate grooming for the boy than anything, honestly. But he was also a prey creature rather than a human, so it could be excused as such.

Two, after Luo Binghe's lessons with the human instructors, Luo Binghe would sometimes ask him for questions and clarification as he did the pile of chores constantly assigned to him. What was with all these duties, anyway? Weren't all of the disciples supposed to do these things? They were working too hard on purpose, but why?

Anyway, despite not being a human, it turned out Shen Yuan could read quite well. He wasn't sure where he'd learned such a skill, but it was nice to see it be useful. So, because Luo Binghe's questions never got answered in class, as the boy's Shizun, he took it upon himself to do his best to help.

It meant he sometimes had to get a bit creative with how he explained things, but he was doing well enough, it seemed.

Of course, there were limits to what he could do.

As a ram, teaching the four arts was mostly out of the question. Give him some paints and he could maybe bang something out on a canvas, but he had no guarantee it would look like anything useful or recognizable. Same for a guqin or calligraphy.

Go...well, if the pieces and board were big enough, maybe. But anyway, he had his limitations. Not that Luo Binghe seemed to see any of them. With the way Shen Yuan loafed and Luo Binghe sat in front of him, his workbook open, one would think he'd hung the moon.

It was...admittedly very nice to be so appreciated.

Also, getting petted. He'd stopped for a bit after they first spoke, but Luo Binghe did it by accident again later. When Shen Yuan stayed quiet without scolding the action and slightly shifting his head closer, well, he got the picture.

And snacks. Luo Binghe didn't have access to a full kitchen for reasons he didn't understand, but Shen Yuan just knew. The day he had kitchen privileges, it was over for Qing Ding Peak. They'd become Qing Ding Restaurant or something.

Although he still had to be careful, he found he was actually starting to enjoy living the way he was now. He didn't feel the need to look over his shoulder as often, Prey and predator, bridging the gap, huh? What a lovely story.

As Luo Binghe improved, keeping his sheep shizun a secret, several more months passed. Spring turned into summer, into fall, into winter, into spring, into the touches of summer heat once more.

Over that year, Luo Binghe grew taller and broader. His shoulders were starting to fill out, his hands and feet better sized for his body. From his experience working with his shizun's hair-like wool, he learned how to take care of his own hair better, the curls becoming shinier and tamable, no longer as difficult to pull into a ponytail. He also learned all the little nooks and crannies of Qing Jing Peak after going foraging with his shizun, and the mountain climbing and hunting he'd done for himself.

He'd thought his shizun would be against him hunting the birds and other creatures on and around the peak, but though he never partook himself, he was ambivalent.

'You are human. Even sheep eat meat when necessary. For you, it's even more so. This ram shan't fault his student for doing the best for himself.'

And so, with his own hunting skills built up, despite still living and sleeping in the wood shed and lacking some of the more artistic prowess of his sect siblings, he's grown considerably in strength, speed, and build. As he sometimes heard his shizun murmur, 'Born to Bai Zhan, raised to Qing Jing, manages both.'

Meanwhile, Shizun himself...

Luo Binghe had visited Xin Ya Peak before, alongside some of his sect siblings. He'd seen what spirit sheep normally looked like--fluffy, with slightly curved horns, and a nice sheen to their wool. Not particularly tall--mostly reaching around their knees or thighs.

Shizun, however, drew much more regal of a figure. His wool was less fluffy but somehow even softer. He was taller, too, reaching up to the bottom of Luo Binghe's chest. His horns had grown out considerably, to the point they were curling outward. Unlike his farmed comrades, Shizun was exceptionally fastidious. Though, it likely helped he was not locked into a barn or kept around mud. So, he was not only impeccably clean, but he kept a long, undocked tail that swayed behind him with his steps.

He kept his wool a beautiful shade of ivory white. The only discolorations were the slightly green tones that occasionally hung onto his stomach and legs from loafing on the grasses around the bamboo forest and the ever-present blood red huadian on his forehead. Moreover, after Shizun had returned from wherever he'd gone, his eyes had changed. Irises that were once a striking brown had become a soothing blue-green color, much like the peak colors of Qing Jing.

Perhaps spirit animals needed less effort to attain godhood. Luo Binghe could believe it. After all, his shizun appeared like a god nowadays.

'Binghe' he'd hear, his soft and elegant voice calling out to him in the dewy mornings.

He would look up to see his shizun returning from some place he'd found his wild breakfast, leaving him to sleep longer because, as the ram said, he was a growing boy and needed it more.

The sun would peek out at just the right time to shine on his arrival, making him look ethereal, even if he was holding moss in his mouth.

'Have you eaten yet? If not, add this to your food today. It has absorbed quite a bit of yin qi. Considering your yang constitution, it will help promote more internal balance.'

Shizun places the stringy, thick moss in Luo Binghe's waiting hands.

'This is called Qiyan Root, despite not being a root at all. Strain and boil it twice for the best effect. You can also dry some of it for medicinal use. It should taste quite nice in an herbal tea.'

His shizun hummed in consideration as he tilted his head, long white lashes against the fur of his cheeks.

Luo Binghe couldn't help but wonder what his shizun would look like as a human. He was quite the handsome animal, much like one would compliment a horse for its strong physique and beautiful sheen. Surely he'd be a handsome human as well.

Though, wondering such a thing would have to wait. It was time for morning chores, then his lessons could begin in earnest.

It was after one such set of lessons with his other teachers, when he was chopping wood with his shizun at his side that the ram suddenly raised his head with a frown.

"Shizun?"

'...The air feels different. What do you sense?'

Having learned his cultivation mostly from a spirit animal rather than a human, Luo Binghe honed his senses and listened. Indeed, the peak seemed quiet. Too quiet, however.

"Something's not right... Shizun, I'll be back."

'Be careful, Binghe.'

The boy nodded in return before he ran off, Shen Yuan staying behind as he tried to better understand what this energy fluctuation actually was.

Eventually, curiosity and concern won out over wariness, and he concealed himself as he headed toward the rainbow bridges separating Qing Jing from the other peaks.

There, he found several demons cracking away at the bridge between Qing Jing and Qiong Ding. Several were smaller demons with tiny horns and large machetes in their spindly hands. They were accompanied by a larger, more boubous demon in a loincloth, using an axe to slice and wear away at the energies keeping the rainbow bridge connected.

A siege? But this is Cang Qiong, one of the most powerful sects! How could these demons have the gall?!

Shen Yuan wasn't aware of the politics that came with running a peak, so, of course, he was unaware of the peak lord's absence. Several lords were away--more than honestly permissible--leaving the little lamb-like disciples without their guard dogs. Though, judging from the coordinated actions of the demons, the little troupe he was looking at was the least of his worries.

Binghe!!

If he was running this way, then surely he would've encountered the demons! But he could smell no blood or anything from his student. Perhaps he already passed through before they arrived. After all, behind the troupe, he could see several groups of demons destroying the bridges and leaving the peaks isolated...

No, not all the peaks. Qiong Ding.

Something about this scenario struck him as...oddly familiar.

But he shoved that thought aside. Now wasn't the time for excessive questioning! His student was in danger!

As much as he liked to believe he prepared Luo Binghe for combat in some meaningful way, he would never overestimate his teaching abilities. He's a ram for fucks sake, how could he be much better than human teachers and their opposable thumbs?!

Not letting up his concealing qi, he began running across the bridge, heading straight for the small crowd of demons.

Though they couldn't see him, his weight and trotting seemed to alert them as they turned his way. Cruel smirks spread on the imps' faces as they raised their weapons and prepared to strike.

Deciding not to conceal himself anymore, he instead focused his qi on his attack, suddenly appearing before them. For some reason, they seemed surprised despite already preparing to attack him.

His qi-filled horns collided with one of their machetes, causing it to crack and shatter. Milliseconds later, the same cracking and shattering came from the imp's ribs.

Gritting his teeth, he flung his head to the right, throwing several of the imps off the cracking bridge. But he still had some momentum and wasn't done yet.

Facing the bulbous demon and its large axe, he charged up as much as he could, enough that his horns began to glow dimly.

The demon bellowed as it swung the axe, intending to split his skull. But Shen Yuan was faster.

Putting more force in his back legs, he jumped forward, tucking his front legs close to his body. His curved horns rammed against the demon's chest, the bones giving way under it. It let out a choke, then it spit up blood as the wind moved around them.

When the demon fell back, Shen Yuan blinked, realizing he was going butt up.

With a surprised bleat, his legs stretched out as the momentum had him flopping on his back above the demon's head. At least it was on solid ground! Dirt, even!

He wiggled, then quickly got himself up, shaking the dust off his head. Reorienting himself, he realized he was on Qiong Ding Peak. Huh... He didn't think the demon was so close to the land there, but maybe he miscalculated.

Anyway, Binghe!

Worried about his student, he quickly ran off to find where he was, concealing himself behind a cloak of qi once more.

Of course, Shen Yuan missed several things.

For one, the imps and demons had not noticed him at all. What they had noticed were several Qing Jing disciples arriving with their swords drawn.

Secondly, the machetes and axes the demons held were not supposed to crack so easily to a ram's horns. They were made with reinforced metals to be sturdy. A regular spirit sheep would've long lost its horns and skull to them.

Thirdly, the largest demon on the bridge had indeed been standing further away from Qiong Ding Peak, and Shen Yuan hadn't miscalculated. He just didn't realize that his body, weighing over 160 kg (352.7 lbs) plus the force of his qi-powered forward thrust was, even by physics standards, enough to blow a large demon backwards by several meters and shatter their collarbone on impact.

He'd turned his body into a literal battering ram.

Lastly, the Qing Jing disciples, whom the demons actually saw and prepared to fight, were able to witness the entire event, and were now staring, wide-eyed, at the large, mystical, disappearing sheep.

...But those were concerns for the future Shen Yuan.

#sheepzun au #svsss #svsss au #static drabbles #au post 4 #static writes #shen yuan does a whoops #he's got binghe on the brain he can't help it

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scribblestatic · 8 days

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So, some good and bad news.

Good news, I got seen by some docs and got some diagnoses.

Bad news, I'm kiiiiiinda not very employable anymore.

So, I won't bother y'all with it much, but I intend to build up my Patreon and Ko-fi as time goes on. Support absolutely isn't necessary, and I think I'll keep most things free-to-view regardless.

Just a heads up for when you start seeing me post links to my stuff again.

#static speaks #however I don't want to monetize stuff unnecessarily #so only think about it if you have disposable income #i'll keep making stuff regardless and showing it off

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So, I read this and love all of it And now, I'm imagining him sitting in a peak lord meeting during the early time when he first got yeeted into his new body, trying so hard not to fidget. But the voices are starting to blur into each other and he's barely understanding what they're saying, like voices talking in the background of a busy street. He feels sweaty and uncomfortable and wound up and-- Oh, there's a tassel on his fan. Fan tassel...nice. He just fully gives in and starts fidgeting with it. Suddenly, wow, all the voices turned back into Chinese and he can follow what they're saying despite not looking at them. And that's why SQQ starts getting a crapton of fans. They're his xianxia fidget toys. And great for hiding his face, too, waow.

Bingqiu headcanons I have:

- Shen Qingqiu gives Luo Binghe kisses on his demon mark whenever he gets the chance

- Shen Qingqiu really wants to give the autistic bite of affection to people he likes which causes him to stare at them intensely as he resists. He looks horny/angry and in reality he just wants to affectionately gnaw on them but has to keep his image so can't

- related to above he does give Luo Binghe sleepy bites when he's very sleepy and/or fucked out and doesn't realise and Binghe loves it

- he can never top Binghe the way Binghe does him because it's too much but when Binghe learns what a power bottom is he rides Shen Qingqiu until he's dry

- Luo Binghe has to trick/talk Shen Qingqiu into visiting his friends because he knows Shen Qingqiu needs enrichment despite what Shen Qingqiu says

- on the flip side whenever Shen Qingqiu encounters a new "wife" he seriously thinks about attic wifeing Binghe but then Binghe couldn't cook for them so he abandons the notion

He does get Airplane to manipulate them away from Binghe though

- Shen Qingqiu enjoys sex because he likes being intimate and close to Luo Binghe but it's not his preferred form of intimacy and he's largely ambivalent to it even when they get good at it. His favourite is when they do each others hair or when they have a non sexy bath together

- Binghe has a tier list of people he likes near or alone with Shen Qingqiu and Yue Qingyuan is up at the top because he is a pushover

- Binghe is actually more accepted then he thinks. Liu Qingge keeps wanting to fight him but he's making Shen Qingqiu happy and no one wants him dead or gone forever really

- Ning YingYing and him have a cordial relationship that develops into mutual respect and an almost friendship when he's on the Mountain. She makes him help the kids in their training and judges him the entire time but he passes the test

- Shang Qinghua and Binghe become friends much to everyone's confusion

- Mobei and Shen Qingqiu get captured enough times together (Mobei is "captured" as a form of flirting with his husband) that they form a book club

- Moshang visit often because they all get along

- Shen Qingqiu likes to read to Binghe who loves it

- Shen Qingqiu also infodumps about monsters and loses all his peak lord mannerisms as he gets excited and starts to stim happily

- he did this when Binghe lived with him when he was a disciple but does more now and it's something Binghe loves deeply and cherishes about Shen Qingqiu

- Binghe makes Shen Qingqiu stim toys. He just calls them silly trinkets and Shen Qingqiu thinks it's something about Binghe missing out on his childhood or having an odd taste in decor because he's a demon. But no it's just that Binghe likes watching Shen Qingqiu play with them and get happiness from the different textures and sounds

He got the idea from Mobei who he noticed him passing things like that to Shang Qinghua when he got nervous in court. It had been Shang Qinghua's idea initially

- Shen Qingqiu gets upset if Binghe is away for longer then a shichen and starts acting bereft and widowed until Binghe shows up

#svsss #shen yuan #sqq headcanon #he is autistic now #i'm not sorry at all cause i make the rules in my space >:D #static drabbles #discussion

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scribblestatic · 9 days

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I'm gonna have to make actual pages for these AUs and not just rely on the tagging system. It'll make it a lot easier for people to read them.

That's coming up soon. ♪(^∇^*)

#static speaks

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scribblestatic · 10 days

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More Sheepzun cause I'm on a roll:

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When spring returned, Yuan shed his wool, and Luo Binghe could finally make something of a decent pillow and add extra stuffing into his blanket. Yuan wasn't as fluffy anymore, but he still maintained a softer appearance than purely wild spirit sheep would.

It was around that time, a few months into Shen Qingqiu's seclusion in the Ling Xi Caves that Yuan, using signals that they've built up to communicate with each other, tells Luo Binghe that he was going away for a little bit. Of course, Luo Binghe didn't want him to go, but his shizun insisted it was important. He couldn't keep Shizun from leaving, but at least the sheep placed his head over Luo Binghe's shoulder as the boy cried into his wool.

He felt comforting qi circulate through him, and after signaling he would be back as soon as possible, Yuan left him alone.

Truthfully, Yuan didn't really want to leave Qing Jing Peak either. He still didn't trust most humans to not try to eat him, even if his little sheep of the woodshed was trustworthy and had made himself his student of all things. But he felt a drive to leave, to try and prevent a tragedy that he wasn't sure was even possible.

But, thankfully, focusing on secrecy and surprise attacks as a prey animal was quite beneficial. He managed to sneak his way onto Qiong Ding Peak of all places. Honestly, on the way there, he was starting to doubt the security measures of the place. How could a mere beast of burden like himself sneak around among all these premium cultivators? Surely he wasn't that strong.

(No, actually, a spiritual sheep cultivating to his extent was actually quite unusual.)

He managed, with a few close calls, to sneak into the Ling Xi Caves. As soon as his hooves touched down on the other side, he felt the qi density shift, to the point it made it feel like his wool was going to stand on end. As a spiritual sheep, this place was like static electricity shooting into his meridians! Very tingly! Somewhat energizing!

He breathed carefully to circulate his qi, keeping his steps as quiet as possible. If he was going to find the place where the tragedy nagging at the back of his mind would occur, he needed to navigate the caves well. Unfortunately, the place seemed like quite the maze, and with all of the scents there diluted by heavy qi and the constant presence of water, he found himself getting lost.

Yuan didn't really encounter anyone else for a little while, pausing to chew on some tasty-looking grass and moss growing inside the qi-dense caves. He wasn't quite sure how time passed, but he felt like more time was passing than he'd expected. Regardless, he continued his search, lounging in the water at times, drinking it at others, practicing inedia except when he wanted to taste a plant.

But then, one day, he started hearing panting. How strange... Was this finally it? Was it related to the anxiety dwelling at the edge of his consciousness?

He continued on, not really noticing that his hooves no longer submerged into the waters below him, hearing as the noises got louder. Then, he startled as another voice added into the mix. The one that had been panting suddenly let out a bloodcurdling wail as something like metal seemed to collide with each other.

Yeesh...maybe he could still just, uh, let whatever was happening go.

But no. No. It felt wrong to just leave things be. He felt the urge to go look anyway. And so, he did.

Peering into the room, he saw two humans. Both would be quite beautiful if one wasn't screaming bloody murder with bloodshot eyes, his meridians starting to self-destruct, and the other was yelling back insults and trying to use every dirty tactic in the book to slow the down. It wasn't at all like an elegant cultivation battle. No, it was more like a dogfight, with blood and scars etched into skin, and qi deviations.

Ah... Yeah. Qi deviations. Two.

Both of these cultivators were having qi deviations?!

What the hell was up with this place! At first, he had started assuming the teachers didn't teach Luo-lamb how to cultivate properly out of some kind of spite. He'd seen how the other humans treated him, so surely he was being targeted by someone.

And maybe he still was being targeted, but it seemed no one could cultivate properly without falling into a serious deviation!!

He wasn't sure what else to do, but he knew he needed to interrupt the deviations and reintroduce a steady flow of qi. But how would he get them to stop fighting? Could he do that?

But he had to think fast!! If he wasted much more time--

The prettier of the two pretty people coughed up blood, and the other, cursing one screamed in anger, sinking into his own deviation worse than before.

Were these punks trying to die?! Fine!! Screw it!! He'd do what what he's called!!

Ah, that is to say, he's a male sheep over a year old.

With the one in green robes turned away from him, they didn't notice him running up. The other was too sunken into his deviation to notice much more than the green-robed man in front of him. Both of them had their swords raised, ready to clash.

Neither was ready when he rammed head-first into the green robed one's back, colliding with the chest of the other.

Sheep Dao Technique: Bam-ba-lamb!!

Corny, yeah, but you've gotta have fun sometimes.

Anyway, his technique was simple. Use qi to obfuscate his body, causing the temporary illusion as though nothing is there as he runs forward and builds up speed. Collect his qi into his head. Then, at the last moment, if at all, reappear as a surprise.

Shove all the qi gathered in his head into the target he's ramming!

His qi shot straight into their back and chest, disrupting their attacks and causing them to smash into the wall behind the pretty one. They both slumped down, half conscious with their clothes torn and bodies scratched up and bloodied. The pretty one was...definitely the worse off of the two. He'd been in his deviation for longer, and without stabilization, he was a gonner.

Dammit, he still didn't have hands.

Unable to do much else, he moved as close to the two slumped humans as possible and, carefully, bit into his sleeve. He then pulled him over until he fell onto his back, laying over the pretty one's knee quite uncomfortably. However, of the two of them, he managed to be the more unconscious one, so Yuan didn't worry.

Much more gently than before, pressed his forehead to the pretty one's chest now that he had access to it. His qi began flowing from his head and into the other's meridians, seeing the scored veins and soothing them. The pretty man, panting, slowly started clearing up, his eyes becoming a shade much healthier and closer to white than red.

"...Wh...What..."

'You're just dreaming, bud. I'm not here, I'm not here,' Yuan thought.

Not that he'd understand it, but hey, again, entertainment value.

Yuan backed away once the man started circulating his qi better on his own, his eyes glancing up toward the other.

And wow. Gosh, what a pretty man. He didn't think humans could be so attractive... Actually, he did have an inkling. His student was quite the stunner himself, and he was just a lamb. Once he grew up into a full ram, he was sure Luo-boy would attract many, many mates.

The pretty person stared back at him in dazed confusion.

'Remember, I'm not here,' Yuan thought, huffing.

Jeez, get with the program. You're definitely not seeing a sheep right now, okay?

With the pretty man sufficiently well, he moved and placed his forehead on the green robe's chest. Actually, those green robes were rather familiar. Weren't they the Qing Jing Peak's colors? Like, it was kinda a green-blue-turquoise that didn't seem to want to decide what category to be in. Very Qing Jing.

It couldn't be the peak lord, though. He'd never seen the man, but he was sure someone this handsome would have no reason to bully his little human lamb.

As his qi began circulating through his meridians, he found they were...entirely too strained. Like they'd been forcefully widened out in some places and narrowed in others. Somehow, it was even worse off than Luo Binghe's condition when he first met him.

Something like this...well, he had an idea of how to fix it, but it took him months to help Luo-lamb. He'd just fix him up at least a bit.

"...I'm dreaming..." the pretty one muttered.

'Yeah, you are,' Yuan thought back playfully.

"I see..."

'I'd rest after all that. Qi deviations as serious as yours are no joke,' Yuan hummed, humoring himself with acting like the man could understand him.

"...Why are you here? Who are you?"

'I'm a figment of your imagination, that's all.'

"You..." A shift in his body, a tired wheeze. "...Shen Qin..."

The man's voice trailed off. Once Yuan finished and looked up, he saw the man sleeping, both of them unconscious.

Shen Qingqiu? That was Luo Binghe's human shizun, right? Why was he thinking about him now? Maybe they liked each other or something. Well, it wasn't his business.

Shen, though... Hm. Shen.

Shen Yuan. Hah... He liked that. He liked that quite a bit!

Shen Yuan. Yeah. He would use that as his name. A name like the humans! It was quite dignified, wasn't it? Because Luo Binghe's human shizun was Shen Qingqiu, he'd end his name in Shen as well! Quite nice, quite nice!

Satisfied with the development, Shen Yuan turned around and trotted out. The feeling of doom was gone from the back of his mind, and a sense of satisfaction filled him. Indeed, quite fantastic trip, if he said so himself!

But now, he was going to get back to Luo-lamb. He found he quite missed the young, slightly anxiety-inducing human boy! Aiyah, what trouble it was being a prey animal.

#and so he changes the timeline without really thinking about it #shen yuan #svsss #sheepzun au #svsss au #static drabbles #static writes #au post 3

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scribblestatic · 10 days

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Following the previous Sheepzun post:

But, well, now Xin Ya disciples were looking around to see if they could find him, but no one really approached Qing Jing Peak with those questions, so perhaps he'd stay safely around the bamboo for now.

So, Yuan stayed on Qing Jing and hid in the forest areas, spending his time meditating, eating grass, and building up his cultivation base. Sometimes, the Luo boy would look around for him after catching a glimpse, and then he started leaving out tasty little snacks that Yuan couldn't resist. Sure, they were simple things, like candied dates, but Yuan had a sweet tooth and human food was becoming more enticing by the minute.

Eventually, Yuan doesn't hide when Luo Binghe tried calling out to him, approaching him slowly. When all Luo Binghe did was cautiously hold out his hand...Yuan pressed his nose to it, feeling those scarred hands against his fur. And, well, his face is particularly qi-sensitive, so he felt just how jacked up the boy's meridians were.

What a travesty!! Wasn't the boy learning how to be a cultivator?! Aiyah, he'd end up dying at this rate! It was almost like someone was trying to sabotage him on purpose!

Because Yuan was a fucking sucker, he decided he would at least try to help the boy get his body worked out. So, he started spending some time around him, watching him work. The boy seemed to like talking to him despite the fact he couldn't respond with human words. So, he'd just bleat at him a little or nudge him, just to let him know he was listening.

Also, the boy knew how to give a massage. Like, petting? On his head and neck and back?? That felt nice. Five stars, 10/10 would be pet again. He couldn't pay with taels, so he'd have to suffice with trying to teach the boy how to circulate his qi the same way spiritual animals did.

Once, when the boy was meditating, he placed his forehead on the boy's back, making him startle. But he just laughed when he realized it was him. Though, that laughter paused when he started feeling the qi circulation.

Luo Binghe became very curious and kept asking him to do that, so Yuan would circulate his qi through the boy, then through himself. Qi breathing came quite naturally to spiritual animals, so it would be more difficult for Luo Binghe to mimic him. Even so, it would be better than whatever trash was in that book. But whenever Yuan tried to eat the pages, Luo Binghe would ask him not to.

Eventually, Luo Binghe began making progress, not from the book, but from feeling and then watching Yuan circulate qi. He felt his body get a bit stronger and qi become easier to use, substantially less painful.

When Yuan noticed that the boy was thin and clearly not getting enough to eat, he started leading him to places in the forest where good food grew. He could tell. For some reason, he had almost encyclopedic knowledge of every plant and creature he looked at. He knew which berries and mushrooms on Qing Jing were safe for human consumption!

When the paltry amount of food Luo Binghe would receive wasn't enough for him, he started learning from Yuan where to find and how to identify safe forest foods. Because of the qi-rich environment, even the grass had slight potential-increasing properties, though it would have to be eaten in large amounts. That would be difficult for Luo Binghe, but it wasn't difficult at all for Yuan, who was growing stronger and smarter as the days went by.

Eventually, Yuan came to the conclusion that he was most definitely not a normal sheep and that something strange was going on. He wasn't completely sure what, but thinking about it too hard probably would do him no good. As long as he and Luo Binghe were alright, he was fine, too.

Though, the realization he was not a normal sheep had him waking up with a red spot on his forehead that, for some reason, wouldn't go away no matter what. He also gained a better understanding of qi and the world, knowing that, soon, something drastic would happen, and he probably needed to prevent it when the time came.

Anyway, he went to see Luo Binghe, and the boy was surprised, thinking he had a drop of blood on his face fur. However, after rubbing at it, he looked at the flesh and saw it imprinted there. Then, Luo Binghe realized the sheep now had a huadian. With this understanding, Luo Binghe began thinking about the wisdom in the sheep's eyes and how he taught him the way he was now learning about circulating qi.

"You're...better than my shizun. No..." Luo Binghe looked up at him, determined. "Let this disciple call you Shizun."

Eeeeh, what kind of development was this, ah? He was just a sheep who stumbled on the mountain and kind of didn't want to leave because he wasn't sure if he'd get eaten when found or not! He was no expert...though, considering none of the boy's teachers were helping him straighten his meridians...

Aiyah, fine. Fine, fine. He'd be the boy's shizun for now. Perhaps he only knew the Dao of the spirit sheep, but it was part of the Dao.

(He knew more than the Dao of spirit sheep, actually. After all, he had a human mind. So, his techniques weren't completely unreasonable for a human to use, especially as his body adapted to the human knowledge practically downloaded into it.)

So, Luo Binghe would go about his chores, but now, Yuan would be close by, sometimes even managing to help despite his distinct lack of hands or opposable thumbs. He could still carry things on his back, however, so moving wood to the wood shed became much easier on Luo Binghe. The boy also learned how to sharpen the axe using his qi, modeled after how Shizun would sharpen his horns.

Shizun also started staying with him in the woodshed once the temperatures dropped. It didn't seem to be for his own benefit, since the sheep seemed perfectly fine and adapted to mountain environments. Luo Binghe, however, was just a boy with poor cultivation.

Sleeping with his face and hands buried in Shizun's wool quickly became a favorite thing to do. He smelled nice, too, like morning dew, fields of grass, and the bamboo forest itself. Musky, but in a pleasant, soothing way. His wool was fluffy from some domestication, but it didn't grow overly long. Just enough for Luo Binghe to feel comfortable laying on him and falling asleep quite quickly.

#svsss au #static drabbles #svsss #sheepzun au #au post 2

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scribblestatic · 10 days

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Because I like to make stuff up just from the most vague of associations, I recently talked about COTL and I'm writing an SVSSS fic on my other AO3 account, so now, we have Sheep Yuan.

Basically, Shen Yuan transmigrates and is gonna get put into Shen Qingqiu at an earlier time, but Shen Qingqiu's soul is a tenacious motherfucker, so it doesn't give up despite his qi deviation. Without a good vessel to put Shen Yuan's soul in, the system finds the nearest body that can accommodate him.

It ends up being in the body of a spirit sheep on Xin Ya (fan-made) Peak with all the rest of the beasties being studied and/or eaten (they do animal husbandry and farming, too).

Sheep Yuan doesn't quite remember his past life at first because yeah, the little lamb brain needs time to process human thought. Like, sheep are smart, but not quite able to compute to the same level as humans, so the sheep body's gonna have to adapt. So, he kinda follows through the usual sheep things after he manages to stand up, not realizing he'd been a stillborn lamb just a few moments ago.

He also doesn't immediately realize that his "mother" in this world died during childbirth until later because he was supposed to be a twin. But he and his twin got impacted and the spirit sheep couldn't handle it. All three had died, but somehow, he survived. So, now, he gets hand-fed. Despite the peak lord of Xin Ya telling the disciples not to name the animals or get too attached since they provide food for many of the peaks, one disciple does start calling him Shēng Huán (生还 = To Survive).

He's being raised and monitored on Xin Ya like other farmed spirit animals, and he's alright as long as he gets his food and has a nice place to sleep. Despite spirit sheep being herding creatures, he's not the most popular amongst his peers, so he tends to dwell around the humans more. But as he becomes more aware, he realizes that some of the lambs and sheep have gone missing, and because he's not only a sheep, he puts two-and-two together and realizes he's on the menu.

So, he starts trying to escape, despite the fact he's not even fully weaned off his milk yet. When he can't manage to escape, he tries acting cute so no one thinks about eating him just yet.

Also, as a spirit sheep with more intelligence, he figures out how to cultivate, which is something most spirit and demonic creatures figure out naturally. Since he was born a spirit sheep, he got a head start rather than a mortal cat or dog or something. So, he starts cultivating to try and acquire a human body to avoid getting eaten.

One day, he's finally put on the roster for slaughter because of a larger meat order (Dammit Bai Zhan!! Stop eating so much meat!!!). In his panic as he's led to the slaughter room, he uses qi and manages to escape, fleeing the mountain as quickly as possible.

The problem now, though, is that he's terribly lost and he's not sure he got away from Cang Qiong. In fact, he's almost certain he's still on the mountain somewhere because the qi is still quite dense! He has to escape before he's put on someone's plate!

What he doesn't realize is that he fled to Qing Jing Peak.

The grass there is tasty, so he gets a bit distracted while eating it. But then he hears a scuffle and, despite being a prey animal, goes to see what's going on. There, he sees a fluffy-haired boy getting beaten up by a bunch of older kids while a younger girl cries out beside him.

I'm sorry, human girl, but I'm sure this "A'Luo" whose name you're calling out would very much appreciate it if you did something other than that! Maybe throw a punch or a kick or something!

Anyway, he sees the boy get pretty beat up and watches as the group leaves, satisfied. The boy and girl talk, and he only kind of understands human language--he's still learning, okay? He's looking for some sort of jade guanyin? There's so much greenery around, how is this A'Luo supposed to find that?

But, well, 'Yuan,' as he calls himself (not sure why he insists on that...hmm) decides to help. With his superior animal senses + cultivation combo, he sees the guanyin hanging off a branch. He's not sure how to get it down, though...

Well, he has horns, so maybe he could knock it down!

Once the children head off, he starts knocking his head against the tree. And, yikes, it kinda hurts a bit, but good thing he's got a thick skull and nice curved horns growing in! So he smacks the tree until he manages to use qi through his horns and crack the trunk. The branches shake, and finally, the jade guanyin falls!

...Now, how is he supposed to get it to that A'Luo? And why does he even care that much? Sure, the kid looked so cute and sad, like a little bun, but he's a prey animal and those children are predators that could eat him!!

Still...just the thought of leaving the fluffy black sheep without the guanyin made his little heart hurt. Maybe he felt kinship toward that fluffy little boy.

Following the boy's scent as he trailed through the bamboo and forest, he found it strongest at a woodshed of all places. How strange...he must go there often. It's almost night time, so he likely wouldn't return. Anyway, he'd just leave the guanyin on the ground in front of the door and--

Luo Binghe returned to the woodshed with his unhealed bruises and ruddy eyes, having spent some more time searching for his guanyin. But he stopped, seeing a sheep on the mountain. Different animals went around the peaks as they pleased, but there definitely weren't any spirit sheep on the peak. So why was--

But his thoughts stopped when he saw the guanyin in the sheep's mouth.

Caught in the act, Yuan gives up and slowly approaches the boy, keeping his head low and legs ready in case he needed to run away. The boy felt...strong somehow, and it made him feel cautious.

Feeling too afraid to get too much closer, Yuan put the guanyin on the ground and backed up. Of course, the boy practically pounced on the jade, making Yuan stumble back and almost bolt. But he managed to wait, watching as the boy sobs profusely over the guanyin and thanking him.

Yuan stared at him for a bit, then his nerves get to be too much, and he fled. He needed to find his way off the mountain, after all.

#why am i like this...#eh it's at least fun #svsss au #svsss #shen yuan #luo binghe #static drabbles #errr...let's call this...#sheepzun au #au post 1

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