#Maybe I need therapy

[ayo-edebiri]

#Do you get deja vu

Natasha Romanoff in Avengers: Infinity War (2018) // Yelena Belova in Thunderbolts (2025)

[sunshine-dies]

repost of earlier svsss AU minus the art because i was rudely flagged down smh

art is now available on twitter!

my train stop for the arbour discord event! a lovely little monster!Shen Yuan AU with some classic obsessive affection from both Shen Yuan and Binghe, classic! i gave it the title "PIDW Playthrough: Easy Mode"

in this au Shen Yuan actually transmigrates well before Binghe is born. he's supposed to transmigrate into Shen Qingqiu's body (hence some silmilarities in facial shapes, as much as Shen Yuan currently has discernible facial shapes) but Shen Qingqiu is still very much alive and kicking (and still a street urchin), so the System hits a wall with where to put him. this causes Shen Yuan's soul to "fester" in a way, and grow into a virus that then turns on the System.

yes, he eats the System. as a treat for all the system haters out there. this means that he successfully consumes everything the System contained, including the mandatory story structure and information on nearly every parameter of the PIDW world, among other things. the only issue is that this information takes a lot of time and effort to actually digest, and it puts him in a kind of coma, which means he wakes up approximately a year into Binghe's tutelage and abuse on Qing Jing Peak.

Shen Yuan wakes up as a creature that exists in the blank spaces of PIDW, in the shadows and beneath rocks and in the dark night sky. he also wakes up incredibly weak, with barely any power and in a body that is formless and so undefined that he has trouble interacting with the world around him. he has knowledge though, a lot of it, and he uses it to find his way to Qing Jing Peak and to the woodshed where Luo Binghe sleeps. their first encounter begins with Shen Yuan sneaking in through the gap beneath the door, tugging a small jar of medicine with him. Luo Binghe's body recognises his presence as something ancient and eldritch, even as his mind struggles to see what's so scary about a puddle of shadows with two bright blue, rectangular eyes. and so the saga of Shen Yuan living in Luo Binghe's shadows begins. Shen Yuan gathers his strength while following Luo Binghe around, giving him advice after advice, teaching him, helping him practise. for every punishment Shen Qingqiu doles out, Shen Yuan commits a petty crime or two, although Binghe insists that it's fine. he's loyal to Shen Yuan now, who seems happiest when he manages to help Luo Binghe, and who teaches him more and better than any other hallmaster.

Shen Yuan goes on all available side-quests, saving Liu Qingge in the Lingshi-caves and assisting Luo Binghe and Cang Qiong as a whole during the demonic invasion. he's pulled into the dreamscape Meng Mo builds for Luo Binghe, where Luo Binghe once again refuses to take Meng Mo as his Shizun. when the Immortal Alliance Conference rolls around, Shen Yuan helps Luo Binghe in his battle with the Black Moon Rhynoceros Python when his cradle seal breaks, but hesitates when Shen Qingqiu is about to push Luo Binghe into the Abyss. he ultimately lets him, if only so that Binghe will finally be free from Shen Qingqiu's abuse. they fall together, Shen Yuan cushioning Luo Binghe's landing, and then they search for Xin Mo together. with Shen Yuan's knowledge it's laughably easy, and they resurface in the Demon Realm a few months later, where Shen Yuan insists that they spend some time in seclusion so that Binghe can grow into his new body and his new sword (which Shen Yuan somehow bullies into being relatively docile. he's an omnipotent eldritch monster, he can totally do that. i don't make the rules). neither of them says anything about how nice this seclusion is, or how they kind of don't want to go back to society ever again.

demonic heritage and Xin Mo mastered, they go on a roadtrip to absolutely demolish Mobei Jun and every other Demon King/Demon Noble/etc. and gain power in the Demon Realm. Shen Yuan insists that they do so for the sake of reaching Luo Binghe's "bright, glorious fate" (minus the wives, which he bristles at the mere thought of. his sweet Binghe is too good for those shallow women!). Luo Binghe is not sure he cares enough so long as he gets to curl up among Shen Yuan's silky-soft, gentle tendrils every night and gets to hear him ramble on about this or that random monster they came across. one day, as he's cleaning Xin Mo at the edge of a bloodied battlefield with Shen Yuan at his back telling him what a good job he did, he says so. Shen Yuan is confused - doesn't Binghe want power and riches and revenge? but Luo Binghe tells him he doesn't really care at all, so long as Shen Yuan stays with him.

that's as far as i thought, so cue the obligatory Shen Yuan freak-out (can a mass of non-binary but male-identifying shadows be gay? maybe it's better not to put a label on it) aaaand yeah they totally get married. they probably get a small cottage in the middle of nowhere relatively close to a village and live a quiet, happy existence for the rest of their lives, occasionally interrupted by this or that demon or cultivator appearing to kill Luo Binghe the demon emperor and bring his head back as retribution for his or her ancestors (Binghe totally ditched his half-assembled empire for that monster D. he does not give a fuck). maybe they go on adventures together. Shen Yuan gets infinite chances to infodump, and Luo Binghe stares at him with heart eyes as he listens. win-win.

cut to Shang Qinghua frantically panicking about where the protaginst is. nothing gets resolved, but at least bingyuan are happy, i guess. maybe Shang Qinghua gathers his energy and helps Mobei Jun usurp the throne instead. or not. what do i know.

[one-of-tankhuns-neurons]

Guys that one scene where Kan asks Tew for a kiss and he goes to tease the ever loving fuck out of him by kissing his hand and then touching his cheek while grinning is so damn perfect it made me hard. Like okey I'm sorry but the two of them are in love like teenagers while they're involved in a MURDER case, but they STILL got time to be all giggly and soft and blush and hold hands while no one sees... Damn this is better than sex. I will die on this hill, even if they end up skinning someone alive, I love them.

[uptown-lover]

Inside me are two wolves. One with the idea that every Sherlock adaptation is a different universe and they all live happily with their Watson. Another where each adaptation is effectively a reboot and while all Sherlocks have their Watsons, they also lose them.

[selenekallanwriter]

Is that too much to ask? 😭😭😭😭

[mizumywife]

This AI ..ouch

[finding-adora]

Books simply are not enough. These characters are all consuming of my life. I think about them day and night. All my free brain space is for them. I need them to be real with every fiber of my being. I want them to be real tangible beings more than I breathe air. I want to know more about them. Reading books is such a gift but it’s also a curse because what do you mean I can read about this magical world with dragons and fairies and elves and never get to experience it in real life. Their reality is my dream and what’s worse is that their reality isn’t even real. None of it’s real. The realm we experienced is just someone’s imagination put into physical media. These worlds are just ink etched into the remains of a dead tree. How am I just supposed to close the book after I finish reading it and forget it. Of course there’s fan-fiction and movie/tv adaptations. Then there’s merch. Merch is just a memorialization of the books - a physical way to remember what you’ll never be able to live and celebrate the characters. But none of it is enough and it will never make you feel satisfied. Let’s not even get into the fact that there’s so many epic stories that have been written that you’ll never get to experience because we have the benefit of living in the 21st century where there’s so many books that are published and you physically can’t read them all. What about the stories trapped in aspiring writers minds that never made it to paper. What about the books that you can’t read because they’re written in a language you don’t know. What about the books you can’t read because you are long dead when they’re published. The greatest stories of our world could be written and you wouldn’t even know because you’re a decomposing bag of bones. How do I go on with my life knowing this. I just have to continuously search for the book that gives me magical excitement and happiness knowing that none of them will ever truly fill the void made. I hate it here.

[nvrsaidiwasinurcloset]

The second part of the Creep fic is giving ANGST.

Will definitely give smut too but I can barely keep my eyes open rn to finish it. 🙃

[natdpoetry]

I so don’t want the whole “tortured artist = makes good art = only sad art is good art”-thing to be true for me but why can I literally not write a single poem about a topic that makes me happy without hating it and only write when I feel an itty bitty shitty, pls someone tell me I’m not aloneee

[manicpixiepolitics]

Let’s go to couples therapy and see how long it takes for the therapist to realise we’re not a couple but just random strangers who met on the internet

[sheisjustanothergirl]

another year, and i find myself falling again in the clexa rabbit hole.

[thricekursedthor]

Things are weird in the old brain space today.

[emxmarauders]

The Remus in me is the only thing keeping me going with my college work now that I’m ridiculously burnt out

[monsoongibby]

I don't ship Romy, I ship Ro-Me.

Browsing through the #rogue tag on Tumblr was a bit of a mistake. Sure I'm getting plenty of pictures of my fictional girlfriend, but I'm also getting pictures of her husband. (Wow, that was actually almost as difficult to type as it was to say President Trump at the beginning of his shitshow administration. No really, I got as far as "hus" and then my fingers didn't want to cooperate.)

[uptown-lover]

Just realized I made Sherlock aware of the fact that he's a character and now the floodgates have opened. What have I done!?!?

[art-of-rosie]

I love you but not Enough to allow you to continue to drown the both of us You're holding me back, you're pulling me down You're making me hate myself, I don't wanna leave, but that's what I need