Scum Villain fic where Shen Yuan wakes up out of a coma and realizes that he just had a very, very vibrant dream about his boy and that web novel he hatereads.
When he gets back home after observation it's so... surreal. He feels so much older now. He's practically lived a lifetime in that dream, even if only a few months have passed.
His room is so... cringe is the word he wants to use, but he can't help but find his past self endearing about it all. Except that line of thought makes... no sense at all. His past self is just him from a couple months ago.
He decides to check up on the story he'd been dreaming about and finds out that, though there were a dozen more chapters, they had stopped updating completely without warning just a few weeks after his own coma.
(The comments after his coma, a few mention him, calling him out or cheering for him finally giving up on the story. Some people even speculate he might have died.)
His old comments were so embarrassing to read, but there's a part of him that... sees his love for Luo Binghe even in these.
Wait, why is he suddenly okay being gay for this protag??
He thinks he probably shouldn't be quite so chill about it.
He wonders what happened to Airplane. He stops himself from thinking too hard on the possibility it could all have been real. That was ridiculous!!
Meanwhile in the world of the system....
Luo Binghe is flipping OUT. His husband his shizun his beloved just up and went POOF. No trace of him, no clue left behind.
(Or is it worse if he dies? The original goods died that night he qi deviated and was replaced by Shen Yuan, so there's no soul there to replace him. Luo Binghe has had to deal with dead Shizun before but this time it's... different.)
Either way, after a whole lot of everyone flipping out, Shang Qinghua seems to know a little too much about... something.
The truth comes out. Luo Binghe admits he's suspected something like that for a while now, but thats not important. He needs his shizun back, so how..?
Still funnelling all my post degree free time into Cyberpunk 2077 so here is my V. His hobbies include grappling with the fact that he's exclusively attracted to octogenarian millennial rockerboys who were in Samurai and also violent crime.
Since you guys seemed to like the last post I made on this topic I thought I’d write down some more :)
- All of their kids’ names are references to rock stars (Except for James who is named after Ronnie James Dio AND his grandfather, James Hopper)
- Eddie absolutely LIVES for career days at school because “Yeah their last name is Munson but I didn’t expect their dad to literally be Eddie Munson, lead guitarist of Corroded Coffin.”
- Eddie sings to the kids all the time, but his favorite thing is catching Steve doing it
- Eddie’s favorite thing to sing to the kids is “Sweet Child of Mine”
- Eddie is on tour some of the time so he can’t be there for every recital or game their kids have, but Steve shows up to every single one without fail.
- Robin and Dustin are their first kid’s godparents
- Nancy and Jonathan have claim over the second one
- Surprisingly, the third’s are Will, and Erica who takes her job as a godmother VERY seriously
- Every Sunday that they are in town they have dinner with Hopper and Joyce
- Hopper and Joyce are Grandma and Grandpa to the kids, and Wayne is Grandpa Wayne.
- One of their kids is definitely a theatre kid
- Steve willingly plays dress up with the kids and Eddie has come home to Steve in a princess crown and jewelry more than once, with their little girl playing a knight
- Steve gets really good at braiding and styling hair after Max moved in with him after Vecna due to her mom constantly being intoxicated, so his kids always have really great hair and the moms at their school are always shocked when they find out it’s Steve doing it.
- Friday nights are deemed “Pizza Movie Night” and the party often joins in if they are in town.
- Steve is a stay at home dad for the first part of the kid’s lives especially while Eddie’s on tour (well they join him a lot because “every child deserves a good concert education Steve, and my kid is not going to be undereducated.”), but he eventually finds his calling as a school counsellor and basketball coach and all the students love him and are fiercely protective of him when parents and teachers are homophobic.
- They all have matching nightmare before Christmas pjs for Christmas eve
I've reached season 5 on my CSI rewatch and I'm a few episodes past "Swap Meet", where a woman is murdered after attending a swing party with other couples from the neighbourhood. Near the end of the episode there's a moment that made me jump from my seat:
(Grissom walks up to Sara and takes the seat next to her. He's holding two cups. He hands her a cup of tea.)
[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - BRASS' OFFICE]
Erin Brady: Everybody fantasizes about other people. (She glances at Grissom.)
Even you, Mr. Grissom. A neighbor, a friend ... girl at the office.
[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - HALLWAY]
(The door opens. Paul Brady walks out of the hallway. Erin Brady walks out into the hallway. Sara is sitting in the hallway chair watching them. She watches as they meet and kiss.)
(Grissom walks up to Sara and takes the seat next to her. He's holding two culps. He hands her a cup of tea.)
LIKE!!!!!!!
Right after Erin ends her sentence with 'girl at the office', the first time Sara and Grissom meet again, he brings her tea. This might be an innocent interaction but to me it seemed like a nod to this relationship they have where both are into each other, know about the other's feelings, but can't/won't do anything about it (although Sara has kind of given Grissom an ultimatum). I don't know if it was intentional - I'm guessing it is, because I picked it up immediately. I might or might not have squealed in delight.
You've been growing out your hair for a while; It's even longer than mine now. Beautiful golden waves like sand dunes that I brush at the edge of the bed. I ask you if I'm brushing too hard. You tell me to ease up just a little. Don't worry, young one. I trust you to know what's best for your body.
I see you curled up next to my son on the couch, head rested against his shoulder. It's a feeling of contentment that's hard to find here, especially for girls like you and boys like him. I promise I'll find us a place where peace is easier to come by. I promise we'll all be safe.
When he brought you home to meet me for the first time, I instantly wanted to take you under my wing and treat you like my daughter. Any friend of my son's is a friend of mine, of course! I know my love will never replace that which your true parents should've given you, but I'll still try my hardest to make you feel safe and at home. Not only is it my obligation as a mother, it is a duty I've always loved fulfilling.
Your houseplant's been looking a little droopy lately, so I've decided to take it outside for some sun. That's one thing I'll miss if we ever end up having to move north: The sun. Gardening's easy here, and the weather's just right. When we finally make our escape, I hope the sun's warmth follows us.
Oh, and we will escape one day, I promise. And we'll have love abound and lots of good food and the light of my life will go off to college and hopefully he'll come back and see his mother sometimes, and we'll have more than enough money for you to get the care you need and you'll be such, such, such a pretty girl. You already are. You already are.
And your love and I will be waiting out front and we'll see you go in and I'll be praying as hard as I can for everything to go well because I've always been a little scared of surgeries, but I'll put my fears aside because this is what's best for you and it's what you've always wanted and seeing you happy is all I will ever want in life.
Don't worry, young one. I trust you to know what's best for your body.
open starter for w/m/nb muses
plot: aurelio is stuck having dinner with his brother's s/o who he 'hates' (read: has feelings for so he's mean ofc because he can't have them)
"who invited you here, again? 'cause right now it just seems like you're an unwanted guest." he was the definition of a pompous asshole right now, from the golden fork in his hand to his dark eyes shooting a glare in their direction before he looked away. "my brother isn't here, you could have dined... elsewhere."