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I'm so sad in such a strange way to hear about the Corporation for Public Broadcasting officially shutting down. It's a weird feeling. Most of it is the intellectual level of "oh this is SO fucking bad and terrifying that we'll no longer have federally supported public information channels anymore, it will ALL be through the private market, not to mention the stark reminder of the US government's continued descent into anti-intellectualism and fascism," all of which makes my stomach sink.

But on a smaller level it is the disappearance of something that was so ubiquitous to American childhood. I'm pretty sure the vast majority of Americans can hear the exact intonation of this phrase in their head: "This program made possible by the Corporation for Public Broadcasting, and by viewers like you. Thank you."

There is a lot more that could be said about the likely repercussions of this. In addition to being sad, I am also exceedingly furious. I wish despair upon all the Republicans who helped kill the CBP just because it took its mission seriously and refused to broadcast overt right-wing propaganda as news.

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Some quick procreate sketches of my favorite trope ever~ 

DeAged San Lang, with his adult mind and v grumpy, be like : ‘’Does Gege really like me in this form ? 🥺 ‘’ ‘’Of course, San Lang is the CUTEST😚’’.

I do love Xie Lian dotting on Fafa because he can prove to himself that he is not just a useless god of scraps and misfortune, but also able to care for the most important person in his life ❤ And also able to feel less guilty for not helping Hong-er more DeAged Xie Lian, with child mind, be like : GEGE IS SO COOL ! 🍁HE HAS BUTTERFLIES 🦋 AND A SWORD WITH AN EYE 👀 AND HE IS SO TALL !! Headcanon that Xie Lian was an hyperactive child wanting to play a lot and (maybe it’s canon I am not sure) who would pout/cry when he doesn’t get what he wants. Which is nice because Huahua is totally crazy about him and gives him everything, especially love and care ❤🌸 (and he learns that he is a good person at the same time, because he can care for such a small and bright Dianxia💫)

Also there are some Hong-er/XieLian because I think the two peanuts could have been BFF growing up, as in ‘’an extrovert adopts an introvert’’

Don’t hesitate to share your deaged headcanons, I’d love to chat ! :)

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So I have read God Knows I’ve Been Naive by @parsnipit at least 5 times already ? (and I need to start reading the sequel when I’ll finally be over this one ha ha)

I cannot handle the amount of pure this deaged Hua Cheng has !!! He is supposed to be 5 years old (I fucked up some drawings there oops) but here it is!  Don’t forget to feed the author in kudos and comments if you like the fic :)

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Kisame just wants a twink to step on him so badly

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Listen.

Hashirama attracted two of the strongest people of his era, he had game

Obito failed so hard he couldn't kiss a photo with two of his crushes and the only chance he got with one of them was after they both died

Might Guy can work gay miracles. He made Madara, a known Hashiramasexual, hard for a hot second and became Kakashi’s husband through a positive attitude and spandex

Madara had to lose his brother and will to live to move in proximity of his crush, and that’s just the start. He spent like 80 years or something in a cave with a lifeless wooden copy of Hashirama, was thirsting for him even after death, and when he got resurrected the only move he managed to pull on him was to steal his senjutsu How can you fumble so badly with the guy who already was into you?!

Naruto ended up with a girl but not the girl he wanted and both his crushes ended up marrying each other which is not a win but I can’t really call it a complete fail either

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Big Ass Merman AU MadaTobi Bonus:

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Did you ever write more to the "vader finds out that leia I'd his daughter" story?

No but it’s been percolating in my head for a while so let’s go

(continuing from this)

The first thing Vader does is cover his tracks. Wipes the security cameras for the whole cell block, wipes the prisoner logs, makes sure that no trace of Leia’s capture or escape will be in the files synced daily with Imperial Center. Puts in transfer orders for that nervous junior officer to somewhere very far away and very quiet. Saves only one short vid clip, to the secret hard drive hidden in his own respirator.

I’m Luke Skywalker. I’m here to rescue you.

While he’s doing this, his children (children! plural!) are getting themselves into trouble, and out again. Apparently the trash compactor was involved. He will have more footage to scrub. Somehow they’ve acquired a Wookie.

Kenobi is with them.

Vader should have foreseen this. Of course, Kenobi.

His presence saturates the Force, nearly drowning out Luke— and Leia, too, now that Vader knows to look. It’s enough to break Vader free from the chill of shock, his rightful fury seen as through a window right up until it shatters, and engulfs him again.

But he forces it back. He wants answers, before he kills Kenobi.

(I’m Luke Skywalker. I’m here to rescue you.)

He hasn’t played the clip again, but it echoes in his ears nonetheless.

When he faces Kenobi, Vader is still off-balance. Kenobi seems as calm, as unruffled as he ever did, though he’s far too obvious in buying time for Leia and Luke to attempt an escape.

Vader asks him: “Do they know?”

“You’ll have to be more specific,” Kenobi says, light and unconvincing.

“You kept them from me,” Vader says, and that is a thought that feeds the Dark, that lets him hammer at Kenobi’s saber until he’s nearly past his guard—

“I kept them from your master,” Kenobi says, his voice still even and pleasant and false, hardly betraying his exertion.

“I’ll kill you for this,” Vader vows.

“I expect so,” says Kenobi. “I swore I’d die before I let Palpatine harm another child in my care. If dying will keep them from him, it’s well worth the cost.”

(I’m Luke Skywalker. I’m here to rescue you.)

By the end of this speech Kenobi recovers a little of his old skill, turning Vader’s blows aside instead of merely bearing up under their weight. Too soon, Vader falters, losing the momentum of rage. They both fall back to defensive positions. Any living troopers have long since cleared the area; the whole deck is a ruin of saber gouges and shattered armor.

Vader rarely speaks without thinking. The nature of his breathing apparatus makes this a necessity, more often than not. But the words escape him anyway.

“Who named them?”

And now Kenobi is the one who falters. It is satisfying, if short-lived. “Their mother,” he says. “With her last breaths.”

A long time ago — a lifetime away — there was a list of names. Two lists, really, to start with, and then another of the names held in common to both. No record of it survives, not even on the hard drive hidden next to Vader’s heart.

On Naboo, children are often named for virtues. A child might be called Aluuk, for kindness, or Alié, for wisdom.

On Tatooine, a child’s name is the parent’s hope for its future. Perhaps Lukka would grow to be free; perhaps Leyah would grow to be fierce.

And perhaps they have. Vader does not know. Kenobi took that from him.

Vader won’t kill him yet, though. He still has questions.

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here is a fun little star wars scenario that has been pinging around inside my head like a screensaver:

so let’s say there’s some very zealous, very low-ranking fresh young Imperial officer on duty the day they take the Senator from Alderaan into custody. 

and he is very very nervous because a) he’s been here for like a week and b) none of that week required him to be in a room with Darth Vader. which he now is. so he is trying to focus very very hard on Doing Everything Exactly According To Protocol, as a means of not focusing on the seven-foot evil wizard standing fifteen feet away.

and part of the protocol for processing new prisoners is to make a new file for them in the prisoner database, and enter all their biographical details and vital statistics and a gene sample and their known associates and the nature of their terrible crimes against the Empire and so on. which he does! very meticulously!

except the computer keeps throwing an error message. the stupid thing keeps beeping at him, this awful grating little noise that makes his shoulders ratchet up tighter and tighter every time it honks at him, and he can’t fix it and Darth Vader is right over there—

except oh god oh fuck the beeping noise must be annoying Darth Vader, too, because he’s coming over here and our poor junior officer is convinced he’s going to die before he even lives long enough to send his first paycheck home to his poor widowed mother —

he stammers out an apology. Vader just stares at him. he swears he’ll figure out the problem right away, sir, it’s probably a bug in the system, it’s just that for some silly reason it keeps saying this gene sample doesn’t match the one on file for the Senator so he can’t get her logged as a new prisoner just yet —

“Dismissed,” says Vader. the poor kid flees, gratefully.

Vader considers the matter. in fact, his underling was correct: the gene sample, which he saw taken through his very own helmet lenses, does not match the official record of Senator Leia Organa, heir to the throne of Alderaan. so: perhaps the sample on record was falsified. not impossible, but very, very difficult. and ordinarily a crime attempted by the lowly and desperate. he cannot see any need for it, in the daughter of a queen.

another possibility presents itself. Alderaan has no history of using royal doubles, as some worlds do. but Bail Organa has worked closely with royal houses where the practice is long-established. perhaps he was inspired. perhaps the girl they captured is not Leia Organa at all.

Vader runs the gene sample against the ship’s database. it is woefully incomplete, of course, containing only a fraction of the Empire’s billions of citizens: the ship’s own complement, a selection of known criminals and Rebels they might encounter, high-ranking officials whose identity must be confirmed should the Emperor require their presence. unlikely that this girl, whoever she is, would have a record here, or even a partial match—

the computer beeps at him. it’s a cheerful beep, this time, not the error message that stymied the junior officer. the computer reports that the gene sample is a partial match for Pooja Naberrie, the Senator from Naboo. they are, with eighty-nine percent probability, first cousins.

and Vader just. kind of stands there. for a minute.

when he goes to Leia’s cell, there’s no interrogation droid with him. he goes in. he shuts the door behind him. he stands there, silent, for frankly a worryingly long time, until Leia has run through her entire stockpile of  “how dare you, I’m a member of the Senate on a humanitarian mission” and “whatever you want, you can’t possibly think I would be of any help” and “well, if you’re going to interrogate me, get on with it already” and “are you even listening to me?” and  falls silent herself. 

Vader has been listening to her. he has also been listening to the Force, which seems to think that she’s not lying. obviously the humanitarian mission part is bullshit, that goes without saying. but the “I’m Senator Leia Organa” parts and the “I won’t help you” parts? yeah. he searched his feelings. he knows them to be true. the Force is singing in his head, bright and clear, in a way it hasn’t for nearly twenty years.

there’s still Tarkin to deal with, though. Vader turns and leaves the cell without a word.

Tarkin wants to blow up Alderaan. this is unacceptable, obviously, and Vader forbids it on the grounds that the Queen and the Viceroy possess vital intelligence, not disclosed to their daughter, that must be acquired. said intelligence being, not that he’s saying this out loud, how the fuck Bail got his hands on his daughter, and who else knows about it.

“the fate of the galaxy rests on it,” is what he does say out loud. from the way the Force harmonizes with his words, that might even be true.

so the Death Star just. parks there. in an incredibly threatening orbit around the planet. they issue a demand that the Organas surrender themselves, or else, but apparently the happy couple just left for a low-tech weekend retreat in the mountains, what awful timing, they’re sending someone to fetch them right away. Vader shuts himself up in his quarters, to seethe and watch the surveillance feed from Leia’s cell. he’s not really paying attention to much else. 

and it’s not like a random freighter getting tractored in for being an incredibly obvious smuggling vessel is the kind of thing you’d alert Darth Vader over, anyway. 

so he’s still sitting there, one great big thought filling up his whole entire head, watching Leia take a frustration nap, when her cell door opens. 

and a trooper comes in.

and the trooper takes off his helmet.

and he says, “I’m Luke Skywalker. I’m here to rescue you.”

(continued here)

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Luo Binghe is doused in boiling tea and spends a single night in the woodshed— resigned to the fact that the world will simply be horrible and cruel to him, he only expects a horrendous punishment for crying instead of sleeping in the cold night on the mountain in the woodshed full of holes where the wind filters through and leaks where it would flood when it rains

What Luo Binghe receives is, surprisingly and yet, a warm blanket, a rich and nutritious egg soup, and medicinal ginger tea for his throat, which was beginning to hurt... and his Shizun being scolded.

AND BEING SCOLDED VERY MUCH!

The man scolding Shen Qingqiu is clearly older than him, perhaps an immortal who achieved immortality at a slightly older age, like forty something? Because there are little signs of age around his mouth and under his eyes. However, other than that, there is no difference between Shen Qingqiu and the stranger called Shen Yuan who, Luo Binghe later learns, apparently is the father of his Shizun???

A father shocked and horrified by his son's terrible behavior, all he does is treat Luo Binghe just as his mother has treated him, with care, gentle hands, warm meals, and Luo Binghe can do nothing but adore him with his whole heart.

And obviously the older man cultivator leaves! But he leaves instructions to everyone to treat Binghe nicely and not be influenced by his Shizun's hateful behavior.

Luo Binghe gradually learns about his Shizun and his history with his father (mostly gossip, but so repetitive that Luo Binghe supposes there must be some truth to it) — apparently he was stolen at birth! Shen Yuan was the son of a wealthy family who eloped with his beloved. His beloved died in childbirth, and the newborn baby was stolen for ransom, never to be returned even after Shen Yuan's coffers were emptied. So Shen Yuan had to perfect himself as a cultivator late in life, wishing he could find his son.

And his efforts paid off! Many years later, he apparently found his son again. The story wasn't entirely clear, but apparently, it was just right! He saved him from a fire in the house where he lived! Since then the father devoted himself to his son until his son managed to enter Cang Qiong.

And it was very usual that Shizun's father, Elder Shen, he would drop by the mountain uninvited, patting the disciples on the head, making his son mad and showering the little disciples with candy and red envelopes. Everyone looked forward to his visits!! Even, sometimes, the sect leader, or his Mu-shishu, even Liu-shishu—

And now Luo Binghe too!! He rarely sees Elder Shen in his first year. Elder Shen scolds the children A LOT who are still cruel to Binghe. Then he arrives and fills him with gifts, candy, milk sweets, and envelopes with more paper-money than Luo Binghe has ever seen. He cares so much for Binghe that Binghe cries and receives more pats and hugs. Elder Shen is extremely sweet!! And cool and cuddly. He cares about everyone, even his grumpy and irritable son, the horrible and evil Shizun

Luo Binghe grows up. He grows up surrounded by children who don't hate him, although they sometimes tease him to gain Shizun's favor, some shixiong with whom he gets along well, and visits from Elder Shen. Elder Shen doesn't always come to visit Qing Jing when he visits the sect—sometimes he goes straight to An Ding and settles there for weeks! He seems to have a very good friendship with Shang-shishu! Luo Binghe is devastated to be so close yet so far away and manages to "accidentally" meet him at least once during his visits to his shishu

Then, things happen. Elder Shen is invited to stay in the sect after saving Liu-shishu's life! And when the mountain is attacked by demons, Elder Shen is there! At this point, Luo Binghe has already accepted that he may have a small crush on the man. Scandalous and terrible! But he doesn't care! He adores him and wants and hopes to be a strong and powerful cultivator so he can court him when he grows up! They will be immortal, what's the difference between a few years!?

And although his evil Shizun forces Binghe to fight a demon, Luo Binghe uses this to show Elder Shen how much he has improved and learned! What a great cultivator he has become!

What Luo Binghe doesn't expect is that Elder Shen gets in the way of a rear attack and gets poisoned— Now, Elder Shen absolutely has to stay! Without-a-Cure is a horrendous poison that LITERALLY has no cure! And Luo Binghe has a dream demon talking to him in his head. And he might be half demon. Well, damn, Elder Shen has said positive things about demons, their cultures and certain customs in the past, it's not like any of that is going to change Luo Binghe's plans!!

He will court Elder Shen! He will prove to him that he is the best, the strongest, and worthy of him!

(Shen Yuan didn't sign up to adopt the damn scum villain when he saved him from the Qiu house fire. Given how IDENTICAL they were, Shen Yuan had to improvise! He assumed that telling him he was the son he'd been searching for for years would ease some of the grumpy teenager's trauma.

And knowing that he wasn't a deliberately abandoned child helped Shen Jiu a little! Ah, but not even a kind and tender father could soften a character like his. And Shen Yuan tried!

Anyway. He was lucky to arrive in time to prevent Luo Binghe from being tortured! And even though he scolded and argued with his son, Luo Binghe is safe! And he's growing up strong and untraumatized! Perhaps his Abyss and Blackening arc will never have to happen!

What does it matter to him that Airplane keeps telling him that his System insists that the Abyss arc is necessary— well, if it is that necessary, Shen Yuan will make sure that Luo Binghe is so strong that he can speedrun it in a few months! No more dark-hearted, traumatized protagonists! He's making sure he grows up safe and sound! Ha!

Shen Yuan thinks he's doing a good job. That sweet little lamb gets so excited when he visits!!)

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AU where Shen Qingqiu has a full fledged panic attack during the chase at Jin Lan city (or Binghe has otherwise learned to smell/sense fear), and Binghe is able to register just how terrified he is.

Luo Binghe searches Shen Qingqiu’s memory via dreams to figure out what’s going on, and finds his early nightmares about being tortured and de-limbed by Bing-ge (including the one Meng Mo sent him to).

Binghe after seeing a one eyed, tongueless, limbless Shen Qingqiu being tortured by his dream self… “Hey, Meng Mo…" 🔪

“Don’t look at me kid! I didn’t make that nightmare!”

Now Binghe has to figure out what the hell is going on in Shen Qingqiu’s head, why he’s been having seemingly precognitive dreams of Binghe torturing him, and how to convince him the real Binghe means him no harm!

(And of course people’s plans to imprison and frame Shen Qingqiu for things continue as usual).

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AU where Shen Qingqiu has a full fledged panic attack during the chase at Jin Lan city (or Binghe has otherwise learned to smell/sense fear), and Binghe is able to register just how terrified he is.

Luo Binghe searches Shen Qingqiu’s memory via dreams to figure out what’s going on, and finds his early nightmares about being tortured and de-limbed by Bing-ge (including the one Meng Mo sent him to).

Binghe after seeing a one eyed, tongueless, limbless Shen Qingqiu being tortured by his dream self… “Hey, Meng Mo…" 🔪

“Don’t look at me kid! I didn’t make that nightmare!”

Now Binghe has to figure out what the hell is going on in Shen Qingqiu’s head, why he’s been having seemingly precognitive dreams of Binghe torturing him, and how to convince him the real Binghe means him no harm!

(And of course people’s plans to imprison and frame Shen Qingqiu for things continue as usual).

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We understand the lights above the Arby’s. We understand so much.

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❤️💙 MDZS Modern AU 💚💜 The Masterpost!

This has long been overdue, I always said I'll be making a masterpost for this AU since there are so many and the links can't all be included in each post. The super loooooong Post Index can't fit in a Tumblr post, so I've uploaded it to my personal archive for safekeeping. All links under the cut! :)

TUMBLR TAG PAGE: #mdzs modern au | chronological order

ALL THE AU POSTS INDEX:

https://lit.curiousest.net/read/mdzs-modern-au-masterlist/

- FIC SERIES -

teens in cute casual wear carrying swords (and sometimes fans) Lit Archive: https://lit.curiousest.net/series/mdzs-modern-au/ Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/series/1856743

- WALLPAPER DUMP -

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

- PRINTABLES -

Download/Buy at the Ko-fi Shop: https://ko-fi.com/artsyalice/shop/fandommdzs Tumblr posts: SangCheng Blue Skies (Popup Box Card) DIY MDZS Family Tablet SangCheng Notecard Holder SangCheng Star Catcher Mini Card SangCheng Sleepover Calendar

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Local merman finally gets his hands on human legs for purely scientific purposes

…..why is the specimen turning so red???

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Day 4 : Sage Green 💚

There’s been whispers about the bamboo sprite who’s been courting the willow fairy that lives in the tree next to his grove for like…the last 300 years…though it’s debatable if either of them realize it 😮‍💨

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