#RIP Monster Mu

[goodbyeapathy8]

I ordered Korean mu and received a monster instead.

Normally, mu is the length of a banana and the thickness of an orange. Grapefruit if it's a large one.

Weeeee! groceries sent me a BABY SIZED MU.

Oh you think I'm exaggerating? Good thing I took pics for evidence, with references.

Monster Mu is bigger than my face.

Monster Mu is thicker than my thighs (laughcry let's not comment on that)

Monster Mu is bigger than Mignon (a friend told me it looks photoshopped but I promise you, my poor hand and arm was trembling as I had to support the Mu Child with only one hand whilst I took the picture)

Although Moko looks bigger, it's his poofy fur and I'm pretty sure Monster Mu is bigger than Moko

There was some mild panic as I didn't even know if my knives could cut through this thing but the Legend of ShenLi OST provided sufficient badassery in the background.

Additional credit to my handy dandy cleaver but there was definitely a bit of swearing as well as a renewed sense of needing to work out my biceps.

A third of it is now simmering in kkongchi jorim (꽁치 조림) and I suppose the rest will be made into kkagdoogi (깍두기).

[moonamite]

His lil wave. UGGGGHHHHHHH

[sunderwight]

Shen Yuan who glitches in his transmigration, but the original Shen Qingqiu still dies of a qi deviation.

So the System still needs someone with narrative relevance to throw Luo Binghe into the Abyss. In a fit of desperation, it contrives circumstances after Shen Qingqiu's death to move Luo Binghe to An Ding Peak (not that difficult), and then the System makes Shang Qinghua be Luo Binghe's new scum master who casts him down.

Airplane's thrilled, really. Cultivators aren't supposed to get ulcers but damned if he doesn't come close to one anyway. Between Shen Qingqiu and then just a while later Liu Qingge both dying from qi deviations, and Shang Qinghua looking like a stiff breeze could take him out any day now, poor Mu Qingfang is also just about at his wits' end.

But it's not all bad news! On An Ding Peak, Luo Binghe actually finds himself surrounded by the kinds of people who are accustomed to being bullied by the rest of the sect. So they're pretty sympathetic to him, and it's easier for someone with basic laboring skills to advance on that peak too. His chores don't decrease too much, but he actually gets rewarded for doing them well, and no one tries to kick him out of the dorms or anything. Shang Qinghua doesn't either go out of his way to bully or praise Luo Binghe, correctly reasoning that his best shot at not getting a gruesome death is to just be a more forgettable bad guy than an abusive dirtbag or a heart-wrenching betrayal. He doesn't sabotage Luo Binghe's cultivation (no point, and it would just farm resentment later) but he also doesn't go out of his way to help him improve (not gonna arm his inevitable maybe-probably-murderer with better weapons!), so Luo Binghe's situation sees an overall improvement but not the zero-to-hero treatment he'd have got with Shen Yuan either.

When Shang Qinghua shoves Luo Binghe into the Abyss (he just full on picks him up and tosses him like a sack of beans, better to rip it off quick like a bandage), LBH is upset, but he's not especially surprised or dismayed about Shang Qinghua's part in it. Later on he'll be kind of confused, because he just assumed that of course the righteous sect cultivator would abhor the demon, but it turns out Shang Qinghua has been working for a demon since before Luo Binghe even came to the sect? But then it still kind of makes sense because a Heavenly Demon would definitely pose a risk to Mobei Jun and to Mobei Jun's rule. Shang Qinghua, he supposes, is just really loyal to his specific demon.

Luo Binghe's subsequent revenge quest is also somewhat mitigated by the Abyss actually not being that bad.

The Abyss is not actually that bad thanks to the glitched out Shen Yuan having been camping there for several years now.

So when Shen Yuan's transmigration failed it failed because he "woke up" during the process, realized where the System intended to put him, was like no way in goddamn hell am I being that guy about it, and actually kind of won the ensuing tug-of-war. The System couldn't put him in Shen Qingqiu but Shen Yuan didn't want to go back to his dead body either, so he ended up stuck in the nearest available space for lost interdimensional beings. Which was the Endless Abyss.

Luckily Shen Yuan's quasi-transmigrated imparted an equivalent cultivation level as Shen Jiu's to him, and the glitch made him able to sense and manipulate certain extra-dimensional energies, so he manifested as this weird godlike being able to manipulate and control aspects of the Abyss. So he set about transforming Airplane's Torment Nexus into a viable ecosystem (the current version would not be anything approaching sustainable were it not for divine/narrative intervention, and is constantly on the verge of destabilizing into unlivable ruin that would only be fit for some particularly hardy microorganisms).

It's still like, a monster land full of demonic creatures and terrifying phenomenon, but with Shen Yuan's assistance it becomes something more like a demonic wildlife reserve than a dimensional horror plane. Though it is still a dimensional horror plane, and Shen Yuan is its chief dimensional horror. He treats it sort of like those dungeon building or wildlife park sims, figuring out how to keep everything in balance while still preserving all the interesting parts. A lot of the extreme survival issues of the Abyss are more of a result of it being environmentally unstable than a result of its actual denizens, and once he smooths out a lot of the messy dimensional edges and creates stable vents for the fluctuating energy run-off, the demonic inhabits start behaving less like horror movie monsters and more like animals. They're still wild and dangerous and prone to killing one another, but also more cautious, and able to access enough stable resources that they can even start to be picky about what they pursue.

Turns out that a lot of creatures in the Abyss actually don't like fighting and dying and being brutally injured on a regular basis, even if they can heal from it!

Shen Yuan has even discovered that some like chin scritches (he's not terribly worried about habituating them to people, given how rarely any people actually access the Abyss, but also because he's not really all that people-ish himself these days).

This means that one of Luo Binghe's first encounters with the horrible creatures of the Abyss, is in fact a pack of wolf-like monsters thoroughly avoiding an actual fight with him. In fact most of the denizens of the Abyss just avoid him. They can smell the Heavenly Demon energy rolling off of him, and given the current abundance of alternatives to dealing with that, virtually none of the monsters actually choose to challenge him. There are still a few that will go after anything that's bleeding, but that problem stops once Luo Binghe's physiology heals his wounds, which takes like... a couple hours, max.

Despite the stories he's heard, Luo Binghe is relieved to find that the Abyss is not quite so terrible as all that. Normal survival skills suffice for seeing him through much of it. He's able to hunt for food, scavenge for tools, and even finds potable water fairly easily. After a few weeks, he also comes across a ruin which seems to be inhabited.

The being inhabiting it is plainly a god, although he demurs and refutes such assertions whenever Binghe is too frank. He's a strange being, at turns looking like some queer approximation of a human, at other times blinking and winking in and out of existence, in patterns of strange lights and oddly geometrical fire. But he's surprisingly not hostile, letting Binghe rest in his residence, and even directing him towards points of interest. Accompanying him, too, though he seems to think that Binghe doesn't notice the odd almost spiderweb-like patterns that appear on things which he's influencing. The god calls himself The Peerless One, or at least that's what Luo Binghe infers from some writings on the ruin. The Peerless One offers instruction, seemingly without thinking about it, and gets flustered at being addressed by title, so Binghe also begins to refer to him as Shizun after a while.

[halloweenacara]

all my beasts! my main account is totally full now rip. names & info under the cut

aske - halloween acara, he/they - horror artist & author, kinda the main character. he writes a horror-comedy comic, but his most famous work is a series of intense horror novels published under a pseudonym. he's secretly a huge scaredy-cat & has become very fond of a certain zafara.

flora - mutant aisha, she/her - baker & activist. she runs a little bakery in the haunted woods that only employs other mutants. she's sweet as sugar, but you don't want to be on her bad side. not afraid of anything- in fact, she has a sweet spot for the scariest resident, alder.

fossil - tyrannian elephante, he/him - anthropologist, museum curator, technically undead. he was found in a glacier on the border between tyrannia and terror mountain & revived. now, he has a special interest in tyrannian history, spending more time in the field than behind a desk. he will talk your ear off.

kilroy - steampunk zafara, he/him - a knight from the golden era of meridell- sort of. he was brought to life via a wayward spell from mac, pulling him from the pages of a book of old meridellian tales. he's a little lost, but taking it in stride- besides, he has a cute lil acara to help him out.

pup - toy poogle, they/she - midi musician, streamer, sapient robot. they speak almost exclusively in internet memes and audio clips. she has a vast collection of expression stickers, one for every mood. recently, they've been visiting veknir's workshop every night…

mu - burlap kau, he/they - fiber artist, gardener, ex-scarecrow. he used to live in a farm north of the haunted woods, then took himself off his stick and ran away. he sewed his legs himself, as he didn't have any originally, and has to fix them often. makes a lot of crochet plushies and blankets- stark contrast to the manor's otherwise spooky vibe.

alder - shadow skeith, she/her - groundskeeper. an intense individual, to say the least. she's been with the manor longer than anyone can recall. she mostly keeps to herself- she lives in a small cabin on the edge of the courtyard. she spends her time meticulously cleaning the tombstones, or lurking in the yard in the midst of heavy rain. aske is terrified of her.

rory - chocolate/halloween bori, he/it - some variety of candy-based creature. he only joined the group recently- previously he was known as the thing that howls and roars just past the fence line. he smells like candy corn and hot cocoa- apart from the bones, of course. those smell like death.

maxie - ghost cybunny, she/her - tour guide/scam artist. she offers tours of the manor, even installing a little gift shop in the foyer. most of the 'haunted features' on the tour are fake. even if the others wanted her to leave (frankly, she's a rude, self-serving conwoman), she couldn't- she died in the manor. every time someone asks how she died she gives them a different story.

veknir - speckled grundo, he/him - alien, scientist, engineer. he keeps the manor running- repairing old appliances, fixing broken railing. of course, he did blow up the microwave trying to improve it. he crash-landed in the courtyard while fleeing someone and set up a workshop/lab in the basement. who knows what he gets up to down there? do we want to know?

cake - snot chomby, it/its - slime monster. one of veknir's experiments gone awry- well, it made a new creature, but cake's a rebel. it chose its name after coming to life and immediately raiding vek's lab minifridge. it has a massive sweet tooth- flora is its best friend- and takes its sick axe guitar everywhere (it can't play it)

remy - halloween xweetok, he/they/she - the owner of the october house. the oldest resident (besides kilroy, technically?) and also the hottest (according to remy). if he's not ominously swirling a glass of something red in the study, he's at some club doing drag.

diaveli - halloween ixi, she/they/it - some variety of horrid clown thing. her entire existence is dedicated to tormenting aske and causing problems.

chimaera - lab rat, they/them - they have chronic health issues, but visiting the lab ray and changing their body calms their aches. it also leaves them ravenously hungry and pays fairly well. they also "work" at maxie's gift shop. they sometimes play on pup's streams as a guest.

mac - mutant lenny, he/him - wizard. he spends all his time hidden away in his tower, practicing spells or mixing potions. his hermit-like tendencies are partly because he needs privacy for his evil machinations and party due to crippling social anxiety.

croaksby - candy quiggle, he/him - butler, janitor, etc. a long-suffering servant, croaksby has worked for remy for a long, long time. he does actually enjoy his work- if he gets frustrated with a resident, he can always add a touch of poison to their nightly tea/coffee/borovan- not enough to kill them, of course...

[hadesrise]

𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐎’𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓.

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘. nsfw content, werewolf!reader, bottom!miguel, heat cycle, breeding, knotting, marking, free use kink, monster sex, belly bulge, squirting, slight bloated belly

𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊. based on this and this wonderful thirst from a wonderful author.

MINORS, FEM ALIGNED DNI !!

Miguel O’Hara, who wants to be used by you for your own pleasure, wants you to ruin him, make his cunt take your big fuckin’ cock, breed him, mark him yours. He knows the risk of full moons, how it affects your werewolf genes and makes you feral, a stark contrast to the way you usually are. He knows how it can make you lose your mind, being fully consumed by the animalistic urge to just fuck and knot something, anything.

He knows and yet, he still chooses to unlock the door of the chamber in the Spider Society Base made specifically for you to deal with the heat cycle alone and away from anyone in order to prevent any accidents, claiming he has the responsibility of taking care of your every needs; the only one, that is.

Miguel O’Hara, who instantly drools at the sight of you growling and snarling, glowing yellow eyes tainted in lust and the urge to breed, snout baring sharp teeth that itches to bite and mark something, like an absolute feral animal. His wet, quivering hole clenches around nothing, heat pooling in the depths of his stomach as the want to be wrecked and knotted by you increasingly grew. You could fuckin’ smell it, the scent of his desperation and want, his prepped, lubbed up hole ready to be used. It causes you to let out a deep, hungry growl as you waste no time to manhandle him onto the bed.

Miguel O’Hara, who’s bent over in a mating press, his own claws scratching the mattress as each of your rough and heavy thrusts rips out screams from his throat and destroys his fuckin’ cunt, your big inhuman sized cock practically rearranging his guts and creating a bulge in his fit stomach. Hole utterly used and abused, Miguel couldn’t do anything but sob as you force him to take your cock, mercilessly pulling orgasm after orgasm, not stopping even after he’s violently shaking from overstimulation.

“Fuck! Wai— aghhh! T-too much—! Too mu— ohhh!” He would struggle against you, sobbing uncontrollably because it felt so fuckin’ good it hurts, only for his wrists to be pinned down by your clawed hand as you drill into him more, ripping another scream out of him as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, sparks appearing in his vision. Drools and tears dripping down his face, his own cum covering his body, everything felt messy and filthy.

You let out a low snarl, the human mind completely shut down with your animalistic urges instead taking the lead. You could feel it, sense it, smell it — how much he loves this, being treated like a sex toy, like a female animal in heat, insides begging to be your cum dump, to be bred and knotted until his belly’s swollen. The knowledge causes you to bite down hard on his shoulder with a possessive growl, no doubt leaving a huge mark as the metallic taste of blood touches your tongue. The pain immediately makes Miguel toss his head back on the pillow, eyes wide, screaming and body convulsing, cum weakly shooting out of his cock from how much he came.

Miguel O’Hara, whose tongue hangs out from his mouth at the pure ecstacy, mind completely fucked dumb by you, vision unfocused as whines, moans, and screams erupts from his sore throat. He feels your big cock convulsing inside him and he trembles in anticipation and excitement despite not being in his right mind, abused hole tightening more around you, as if to beg for your cum.

Miguel O’Hara, who babbles incoherent words and stupidly begs for your knot like a whore, throwing away every bit of sanity and pride and dignity he had left. Desperate for your cum like a bitch in heat, even though you’re the one in heat right now. He sobs and begs for you to breed him, fill him up to the brim, get him pregnant. Let him be your personal breeder.

Miguel O’Hara, who moans erotically and loudly at the feeling of your knot stretching his hole and your huge load of cum gushing into him, thoroughly filling his womb as his cock squirts on his stomach that was still bulging. Eyes rolled back into his skull, tongue out, and trembling violently, unable to come down from the intense climax. You were still cumming, Miguel could feel his belly start to bloat from its amount, whines leaving his lips. A werewolf’s cum is twice the amount of humans, as expected.

He hears a soft growl rumble from your throat before you started purring, licking his shoulder and neck affectionately as your cock finally stopped shooting ropes of white semen, and he moans softly, your loose grip on his wrists allowing him to tug them off so he could touch your soft fur.

Miguel O’Hara, whose lips are stretched upwards to form a dumb smile on his face as he rubs his thoroughly bred belly, whimpering happily at your knot still not retracting.

And just like that, he limps out of the chamber with your cum still inside him only to come back the next day begging for you to knot and breed him again.

Miguel O’Hara, who knows he certainly won’t be able to walk for days if he continued this, yet can’t bring it in himself to stop.

After all, a good and generous leader takes care of his member’s every need, right?

© ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴅᴇsʀɪsᴇ. sᴛᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ, ᴘʟᴀɢɪᴀʀɪᴢɪɴɢ, ᴏʀ ᴜsɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ғᴏʀ ᴍᴏɴᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ɢᴀɪɴ ɪs sᴛʀɪᴄᴛʟʏ ᴘʀᴏʜɪʙɪᴛᴇᴅ. ᴀsᴋ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪɴɢ.

[efangamez]

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[tcfactory]

That greatsword post going around is making me think about Yue Qingyuan and his only slightly cursed Xuan Su and while I really like the big thick fantasy blade of the Seven Seas illustration, if we want to picture an oversized sword (which might just fully be fanon tbh, I recall it being referred to as 'longsword' in the English edition, same as all the other cultivator weapons), then a zhanmadao would probably be more realistic. It's an anti-cavalry sword, and something that's good against horses in the hands of mortals would definitely be effective against monsters in the hands of a cultivator.

It would still put him in the cool kids club because Mu Qing canonically uses one. It can be (a little awkwardly) carried on the hip, which is mentioned as something YQY does at one point. It can be drawn in a relatively speedy manner if you just throw the scabbard away and fetch it after you are done fighting (RIP YQY). When it's sheathed it would still be the equivalent of a long and pretty heavy staff - a blunt weapon with a good reach can get a lot of work done!

Plus while I was reading around I did see a theory that some zhanmadao got really beefy and heavy because they were primarily developed during a period when all the warring armies liked to put heavy armor on their troops, so a longer + heavier weapon was better when you were trying to beat the shit out of someone, in case you couldn't get through the armor.

He would probably need a second sword though, for the times when he's actually required to cut something. Maybe even just a sad little dagger, so Xuan Su doesn't get jealous or something.

[teufelsabbiss]

Story-idea: Liǔ Qīnggē secretly has demonic ancestry

Liǔ Qīnggē/Shěn Qīngqiū

The Liǔ Clan has a secret that is so well kept that not even all family members know about it. In the early days of the Clan's founding, they had a staggeringly large number of people who had affairs or marriages with high ranked demons and resulting demonic offspring.

The whole family upholds a deeply ingrained creed of valiant righteousness and honor, which makes this ancestry not only baffling, but also hard to suspect for outsiders. By now, the demonic genes are so diluted that it's pretty much undetectable and of no consequence for most. However, a lot of the Liǔ Clan members develop preferences, habits and behaviors that rather closely resembles demon behavior - if one knows what to look for. Every few generations there might be offspring where this is especially distinct.

Liǔ Qīnggē is such a case.

Joining Bai Zhan was a perfect fit for his constant lust for battle and the need to roam the land to search for prey. Bai Zhan was also known for rough treatment of everyone since its founding, so beating up his disciples for training and asserting dominance is seen as perfectly fine. His arrogant, blunt brusqueness is not necessarily liked by all of his fellow peak lords, but easy enough to accept as quirk. Rising to the bait Shěn Qīngqiū threw at him every single time and obsessively seeking sparring sessions with his despised martial sibling was always very troublesome and concerning, though.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after Shěn Qīngqiū had a Qi-deviation that changed him so much that he even saved his rival's life in the Lingxi caves. Everyone with the exception of their sect leader, who always wants to think the best of Shěn Qīngqiū no matter what, is surprised by this. Liǔ Qīnggē is even grateful enough to take on the duty of helping Shěn Qīngqiū to clear his meridians regularly after he got poisoned and they spend time together without devolving into insults and fighting. Everyone thinks, now that the two buried their hatred, all would finally be peaceful.

Liǔ Qīnggē gets weirder instead.

Weird enough for his fellow peak lords to notice and worry, most of all Yuè Qīngyuán and Mu Qingfang. He's dropping monster carcasses on Shěn Qīngqiū's lawn as if he wants to drown him in them! And while the idea behind it is really nice, since these monster's parts are good for cultivation and therefore helpful in general and for the now poisoned Qing Jing peak lord in particular, the way Liu Qingge does it is pretty disturbing. Giving Shen Qingqiu the extracted parts in a qiankun bag or box would be the normal thing to do. It's entirely unhinged to plonk down a whole, gruesomely chopped up, still dripping carcass! Frankly, Mu Qingfang understands why Shěn Qīngqiū was worried whether that was a threat at first (especially with their history).

His insistence on accompanying him on missions and night hunts is noted as commendable concern at first. Sending someone along to make sure the poison isn't acting up is sensible and Yuè Qīngyuán wouldn't have it any other way. The sect leader is glad they get along so well now. But Liǔ Qīnggē gets weirdly aggressive and restless whenever someone else is picked. Until he one day right-out growls like a demonic beast and demands to be on the mission as well. It's a minor, harmless one, too! Poor Shang Qinghua, who was originally assigned, nearly faints and fears he'd be ripped to shreds unless they take him with them. He's assigned automatically after that.

Wei Qingwei checked Liu Qingge for possession and is very sure he's himself. Qi Qingqi and other peak lords checked for curses and also came up negative. It's incredibly tempting to make fun of Liǔ Qīnggē for having a crush on his former rival and resident lecherous scum. But Liǔ Qīnggē's explosive reaction to the teasing is startling and causes more effort to identify hidden curses or well-concealed possessions. Still negative. Their Bai Zhan war god might just be really crazy after all! Maybe they need to have an eye on that...

That he always finds and returns the fans Shěn Qīngqiū leaves behind in his new forgetfulness is noted and seen as rather cute. Until people realize he has memorized each fan the man owns and zeroes in on any he sees lying around like a blood hound who finds wounded prey in his territory. And that he viciously snarls at anyone else who dares to pick them up or offers to return them. It's a lot less cute then.

At that point everyone is worried about this and that he might snap and cause havoc in the brothel. Because, really, he says he's not in love with Shěn Qingqiu. But what else could this be, other than a disturbingly obsessive crush? Luckily, Shěn Qīngqiū stopped visiting the brothels after his last big Qi-deviation. Surprisingly, Liǔ Qīnggē is very adamant about having been wrong about him and these visits, because supposedly Shěn Qīngqiū was there for completely different reasons than sex. He knows better now, he questioned the prostitutes.

As weird as that statement sounds, this very much means he already went there to interrogate the poor prostitutes like a jealous lover after all! At this point, no one is sure it would've ended well if the prostitutes had told him something else.

It's high time they do something! Yuè Qīngyuán is delicately questioning Shěn Qīngqiū whether Liǔ Qīnggē acts in an uncomfortably untoward way around him. It's a huge relief that he apparently doesn't. Yuè Qīngyuán really hopes this stays that way. But it's extremely troubling how oblivious Shěn Qīngqiū is about Liǔ Qīnggē's obvious interest and resulting unhinged behavior. If they didn't know better, thanks to Hong Jing and the various other tests they made by now, one could think Liǔ Qīnggē was replaced by a demon.

After receiving a very concerned and insistent shovel talk from his sect leader, Liǔ Qīnggē vents his frustration about this unwarranted warning to his sister. Who questions him on the behavior that led to it. And promptly facepalms really hard. Then points out to her dear, beloved idiot-brother that his ancestry is making him act like a stupid demon in heat.

Oh.

Oh...

Now that he realized what's going on and how he behaved, he begrudgingly realizes that he likely was interested before too. Fighting someone until they submit is a part of demon courtship after all. To his shame and regret, he just never connected the dots before.

But now that he does, his behavior actually gets better. He stops being aggressive towards his martial siblings. Or rather, it returns to how things were before. As long as they don't poke him. And he declares his feelings to Shěn Qīngqiū and, after hearing that he doesn't believe him, gives him traditionally accepted courting gifts beside the monster carcasses. He may have inherited a lot of the odd, demonic leftover traits from his ancestors and the resulting urge to impress his love interest in certain ways, but he knows how to properly woo someone the normal human way. Time to do that as well!

It gets increasingly harder not to snarl at Shěn Qīngqiū's favorite, spoiled disciple, though. The kid is much too close and impertinent for his tastes around his beloved. He's actually despicably happy when the kid (supposedly) dies during the Immortal Alliance Conference. He luckily manages to successfully hide this, though.

He takes Shěn Qīngqiū on many hunting trips and missions to cheer him up. They get together about two years after the Alliance Conference.

In hindsight, Liǔ Qīnggē wonders whether the courtship could've maybe progressed faster had he realized earlier that Shěn Qīngqiū was 100% convinced Liǔ Qīnggē wasn't into men.

[silviakundera]

Snowfall watch comments backlog, ep 7-8

Ep 7

me trying to sight-read the actual drama name: 冰雪谣 ..ice...snow... FUCK. FUCK. that's the language radical, right? um. 😭 hi google translate, help me yet again por favor.

vocab so tiny I always know like 1.5 characters in a drama name and it gets me nowhere

"My feelings for you make it impossible for me to forget you. I feel restless and cannot bear you might disappear from the world."

Loser Li. bruh.

We pause this gay programming for a check-in on doctor bestie and blind girl

Doctor bestie is not at all pressed. Because he's mildly evil? or he simply can't imagine this loser as a threat? or.... cause he really hopes that Shen Zhiheng will break and eat him, thus chilling the fuck out? 🤔

Blind girl says goodbye to her dad, who is worthless as a parent but clearly succeeded in business with such brilliant insights as: when mysterious animal attacks besiege your town, LEAVE. IMMEDIATELY.

I like that both her parents are different aspects of terrible. The dad isn't a 1 dimensional monster, he just is shallow & selfish. Only willing to do the bare minimum for her, as she doesn't bring him value.

There are peaceful protestors trying to get the protagonist released, so in the grand tradition of corrupt institutions everywhere, Team Warlord turn it into a riot

Doctor Bestie is now concerned and getting involved, going to rich nepo baby for help. Not a bad plan. He's calling Zhiheng not just a friend, but like his closest family. 👀👀

"Mr Shen, I've come to rescue you."

Blind girl makes the most badass move, to falsely accuse him of assault in order to get close enough to give him strength by kissing him with a bloody mouth. Legitimately clever!!!!

Superintendent Chi has our vamp released, I presume due to the press and power brokers in Xia getting involved

Most important: now we're getting the Mu family involved. The 32nd heir of the Mu family 👀

Vamp Daddy Shen Zhiheng and Barely Legal Blind Teen Mi Lan continue checking all boxes of their hurt/comfort trope

Ep 8

Vamp Daddy is taking an ice bath. Because I guess that's a vampire medical treatment now. sounds awful but you do you. Perhaps say something to the blind girl instead of letting her stumble around your bathroom as you sit there naked, though. ??

Nepo baby comes to harass Loser Li but as it pales in comparison to the layers of neurosis in Li's psychosexual fixation on Vamp Daddy: I do not care and you can't make me

Things have become very cute at casa Shen as doctor and teen have invited themselves in. Everyone is having a great time together and Li Man is very satisfied with being bossed around by Vamp Daddy, as long as she gets to fuss over him in return.

Nice scene of Mi Lan with the printing press. Vamp Daddy is getting so cranky about everyone in town knowing she's obviously his girlfriend, when he's the only person who's bothered (including said girl). Let it go, man.

The Mu heir shows up with an entourage giving me TMNT Foot soldiers flashbacks

Can't believe that Vamp Daddy and bestie just feed Mi Lan his blood to see what happens, hiding round the corner to spy on the side effects GUYS. THIS IS HUMAN EXPERIMENTATION ON YOUR GF. asdfghjk

I do appreciate that when he explains simply that vamp blood is not a good cure for her blindness, she actually just accepts his expert opinion and doesn't stubbornly run around trying to do dumb shit. I have a pet peeve about characters who have no knowledge about something but won't listen to the people with actual expertise, and persist in stubbornly chasing after their idea. just to cause plot annoyances.

She's 18 but more mature than some 30 year old characters.

The Mu foot soliders demo their strange shadow powers. Many boxes died this day. RIP.

Again Mi Lan proves to be very sensible: "What would you write?" "If I were to write the ending, I don't think I'll die." She would like her & her boyfriend to survive together, thanks. I feel u, girl.

[devilsrecreation]

I actually do have thoughts on the Season 2 trailer of MAW

First off, it already looks super promising with the MU characters coming back and the entire plotline with Tylor

Johnny’s the CEO of Fear Co. bc of course he is lol. Having said that, it’s really fitting for him. I still bet that Chet is his right hand monster

I love the little Easter eggs during the college reunion clip, like we get to see Frank McCay (the guy in the beginning of the prequel who gave Mike his hat) and Earl “The Terror” Thompson there

“Don’t quit your day job!…Oh wait, that IS your day job” Lmao stop djdhhd

The youtuber DazzReveiws mentioned the kid in the trailer looks like a Cocomelon baby and I can’t unsee it 😭

I wonder what Fear Co. is like. Do they use closet doors or do they scare from under the bed? Or do all monsters come from closets and the bed is just a hiding place? I’ve always wondered that 🤔

Can’t wait to see Duncan again I miss him

I hope Oozma Kappa and the other ROR members come back. I wanna see what they’re up to. Did OK also go from Scarers to Jokesters? Did they move to Fear Co? What’re they gonna think of Tylor? They’d like MIFT altogether cuz misfits

If Javier makes a cameo, I really hope he has lines. I’d love to see what he sounds like. Personally, my voice claim for him is Diego from Awkward Puppets but I also heard Danny Trejo is making a guest appearance so maybe he’s gonna be Javier

Claire looks great, but I wanna know where Brock is. Where is my hype man?

Jennifer Coolidge is apparently another guest star and now I’m curious to who her character is

The new characters look promising too. I’d like to see what they do with Grandma Tuskmon. She seems like the type to bake you cookies if you’re feeling sad but also capable of ripping someone a new asshole if they deserve it

I bet there’s gonna be a lot of references to MI and MU. I can see Mike trying to persuade Tylor into not going like “This is the same guy who dumped paint over me and Sully back in college! You can’t trust him!”

I know Randall’s probably not coming back but can you imagine what it’d be like? Like while Tylor’s dealing with Fear Co, Mike and Sully have to deal with Randall along with keeping the company afloat

Then again, it’d be cute if Randall helped Tylor just to get back at Johnny

“I thought you’d want me to go back to scaring”

“Yeah, but at the same time, screw Johnny”

I can’t wait to know who this lizard lady is

Is she gonna be an unlovable, one-sided villain? A lovable villain? Is she gonna be one of the sweetest characters in the show? Does she have an accent? She looks like she’d have an accent. Or at least an iconic voice.

[moonamite]

Do monsters lay eggs? Or give birth? I’d like to think it varies from species to species

[herroyalbubbliness]

Alchemy Of Souls- The Finale

An Emotional Whirlwind

Photo Credit: IG @tvn_drama

We explore the concept of monsters. Are humans not the greatest monsters? The human vices of greed, the maddening desire for power, and stopping at nothing to claim it even if we are destroyed in the process.

Is power dangerous or is that determined by the nature of the one who wields it? Leadership Vs tyranny. For example, Jang Uk and Jin Mu. Jang Uk broke records in achieving the highest points of power and the ice stone power rebirthed him and filled him with even power. And yet, even in his grief, he continued to use the power to protect the people he loved and cared about. When you take a look at Jin Mu on the other hand, that at every turn was a tyrant through and through unleashing havoc on the innocent to feed his ego and placate his insecurities.

Nature Vs Nurture. Jang Uk while having a tragic background having lost his parents, and being constantly insulted initially for his lack of powers and "illegitimate" birth had people who showered him with love which he also received and they helped to ground him. And whenever he behaved badly or almost deviated, they brought him back. Jin Mu on the other hand with a tragic background too who was also shown love but refused it and instead preferred to remain paranoid, selfish, and greedy in his thirst for power.

I really loved how everything was tied up in the ending which I had been very anxious about. It turned out to be one of the most poignant, pleasing and satisfying conclusions to a story I've ever seen and didn't seem like fan service either. Hong Sisters said they would give us the happy ending we craved but we will work for it first, haha. I have to say every tear I shed as my heart was ripped out and my chest hurt was worth it and I'll do it all over again.

Every tragic moment was handled with care, and respect and rang true to the nature of the characters and their motivations that honestly if they had remained dead, my broken heart would have understood. It didn't seem like let's kill off some beloved characters so we can have a bunch of tragedies. The scene where Park Jin had to close the door out of responsibility to the people he vowed to protect while damning his wife to her inevitable death juxtaposed with remembering her love and reassurance in full support of this decision, was twisting the knife in my heart.

These people were members of high society and status with power and riches at their disposal and yet when it came to it, they were willing to lay down their lives in service to their people. Powers and riches aren't dangerous on their own, however they reveal who a person is. Lady Jin who gained my respect as she resolved to protect the dangerous relics to her last breath. And I did sympathize with her. There is a Yoruba saying that translates to a dead child as better than a lost child. This is not meant literally as both tragedies, I wouldn't wish on my enemy. It means a dead child, one knows the child is in the grave while with a lost child, one rests not knowing where or what condition the child is in. I'm glad she found some closure in the end with the revelation that Bu-yeon was reincarnated as Jin Seolran and she came to a place of acceptance and could finally show her second daughter the love and respect she had always deserved and craved from her mother.

Master Lee is a strategic chess player, always observing and taking notes. And I believe his being a soul shifter gave him the nuance that was needed to be able to see the whole situation clearly from a perspective that wasn't clouded by the prejudice against soul shifters (and rightfully so).

"Only the impossible can do the impossible" - Lestat

He had gone through an impossible experience (shifting souls without going wild) and could believe the impossible now from reincarnation to star-crossed lovers being happily together to resurrection, rebirth and more. I believe Jang Uk and Cho Yeong's decision to focus on doing what needed to be done to save their world and their marriage which Master Lee said was them declaring their love to the skies were key moments that must have touched Jin Seolran as she could relate to both instances through her personal experiences which may have played a part in her breathing life again into Cho Yeong.

Sacrifice in a time of uncertainty is a recurring theme that beats a drum throughout the finale from Maidservant Kim having to sacrifice her life to help Lady Jin to Lady Jin preventing the unleashing of dangerous relics to Park Jin having to sacrifice his wife to Jang Uk watching the love of his life he just reunited with slipping away and having to do what needs to be done at the same time to Bu-yeon/Jin Seolran that had to wait for years to save humanity before finally reuniting with her love. It sure shows what can be accomplished when a community of people who love the other person and have a common goal can do it. They are almost unstoppable.

This truly felt like a finale as the cinematography looked epic, especially in the scene of the final destruction of the firebird. It made sense that the Firebird will die at the lake where the sky, water, and ice met. And I love that it ended at the Lake Gyeongcheondaeho where it all began where Naksu had fought Songrim and Bu-yeon had discovered the ice stone before she was pushed to her 'death'. This was a beautiful full-circle moment and Cho Yeong was right there with Jang Uk albeit not physically present.

Jang Uk proved what I've always known about him when he gave the plaque to the  Crown Prince. He had never cared for seeking more power nor did he desire a political position. And I love when he told Jin Mu, he would see what it's like for someone with the power to gain even more power as he took control of the Firebird to which Jin Mu burst into a regretful and maniacal laugh in agreement as he burnt to a crisp, said the weak ones die. I found his death satisfying. He had suffered at the hands of Naksu although not as long as I would have liked and was consumed by the very power he had destroyed many lives for. I call it poetic justice.

I love that Naksu went by her birth name Cho Yeong. It signified her rebirth, redemption, her freedom from the shackles that had been placed on her, a new dawn with the love of her life, and her rediscovering and reclaiming who she really is and not the labels (murderer's daughter to assassin) people had tagged her with. She was finally shedding the masks she had been forced to wear and had to wear for survival sake and could finally be her true self both inward and outward. It was also her acknowledging her roots, heritage and the family that had brought her into this world. And I thought it was fitting that the very blade that had been a string on her when she was a puppet was now wielded by Jang Uk fully in control and with one primary purpose in mind to protect her with his life. She let go of Jang Uk as her pupil which was her saying there is only one thing I want you to be, my husband, partner, lover, protector. Naksu had been his master, and Cho Yeong is his wife in her true essence.

This is the power couple I had looked forward to seeing and more. And Jang Uk being her light & Cho Yeong being his shadow, I cannot think of a better symbolism. Even as Naksu/Mudeok, she was always with Jang Uk, loyal to the core and doing everything both possible and impossible to make sure all of his potentials was unleashed. She was the shadow that caused his light to spark, shine and have an impact. And from the first day he saw her beautiful blue eyes, just as light casts every shadow, he protected her (even when he had no powers yet), not allowing anyone else to see his shadow (her being a soul shifter). One could also say as Naksu/Mudeok, she was like a shadow of herself (stripped of her power/purpose, living in another's body), and in her journey with Jang Uk (light), she became her true self. As Bu-yeon, she had absorbed the wraiths (demons/darkness) around him which was the price he paid for being the bearer of the ice stone and warmed his cold body reigniting his light.

I love that Seo-Yul became a master and redefined the requirements to be a mage rather than being defined by the status quo now by passion, character, and good energy also leveraging Cho Yeong's inherited divine powers. In the end Naksu and So-i were wronged by the systems in place and never stood a chance so Seo-Yul overhauling the systems was the best way for him to honor So-i's memory, sacrifice & death and his love & friendship he had found with Naksu/Mudeok now Cho Yeong. Because maybe if So-i and Naksu had an opportunity like this and weren't used by people like Jin Mu all her life, they could have led a different trajectory in a life filled with love, purpose, and fulfillment. Cho-yeong would have never had to become Naksu and maybe her family would have never been ripped apart from her in the first place. It's a thing of immense joy to see that Cho-yeong now has the influence, powers and opportunity to contribute to such a worthy cause. It feels right.

The ending was perfect in every way as Cho Yeong's eyes lit up in blue and Jang Uk felt it and smiled. With her divine powers, she has the vision. She is still calling the shots and Jang Uk is more than happy to submit and do the job as he told her to stay close to him (as his shadow) while he took care of the cat.

[sweetestlamb]

Death Becomes Her

Summary: "You cheated on me."

Author's Note: Smutty smut with very questionable plot devices and kinks. I just needed the real Cho Yeong and Ukie together so I made that happen however unrealistically🙃 if the writers don't have to make sense either do I okay? Cool.

"You cheated on me."

He hadn't know who she was really, not even she had known until her suppressed memories suddenly flashed in her mind and left her reeling because she was the one who had killed him, stabbed him and watched the life fade from his eyes.

And he knew that now but still he had held her like she was something precious and frail, which she couldn't argue not in this new body that held immense divine powers but still was physically insufficient compared to her own body, that was trained with one sole purpose- revenge.

A body he had never even touched before.

A body that had never known love or gentle kisses on closed lids.

"No...I didn't. It was your soul all along and-"

He tries to argue but his words wither away at the look on her face.

"You did not know it was me. You tried hard to fight it, even said unbelievably cruel things but in the end you started to love her and started to let me go."

"Enough! That was you too. I didn't fall in love with her body I yearned for the soul inside. I would have loved you no matter what you looked like."

It's hard to believe. Her real body was never dainty like that of Bu-yeon or even Mudeok. As the shadow assassin Naksu many had mistaken her for a man with her mask on. Could he have loved her like that?

No. He wouldn't. No one could.

And in the end Master Lee presents an opportunity to find out the truth about his feelings.

It's odd to stare down at her own body, petrified beyond recognition yet she immediately recognizes herself, sees all her hard work and years of training. Her tall frame and her strong build, nothing that could be pleasing to a man. And he would be no different.

"I kept it safe just in case. With the divine powers lurking in that powerful body, you can finally remove your soul and return it where it belongs."

Behind her Uk jerks, stepping forward with a scowl on his face.

"We could have done this all along. Why didn't you tell me you had her body?"

Master Lee barely respond to the accusatory inquiry, glancing at them with a stoic gaze.

"It was not yet time and they needed each other for survival. There is no danger now."

And then she feels a foreign power take over, reaching out her hand with certainty that she does not have. A blue glow suddenly surrounds her body and then her skin begins to restore until she is no longer a dry husk but something that at least resembles a human being. And then she feels herself being ripped away, it's painful and unbearable and then it's silent and she's lost in a fog.

Time is unmoving and then she's gasping for air and she lunges up with great gasps for life and she's staring at a face she's never seen before on a body that she had almost gotten used to.

"Jin Bu-yeon?"

Master Lee and Uk both stare at them, one in acknowledgment and the other in disbelief.

"Naksu."

The priestess returns her stare with a benevolent smile, her incredible power almost tangible in the air.

"No. My name is Cho Yeong. Naksu was created by Jin Mu. I am no longer his monster."

"I see."

Master Lee and the real whole Jin Bu-yeon take their life and then only they remain. And he's still said nothing to her.

She should not care. She is back in her body. Can feel her power resting in her core of energy. She was no longer frail or powerless and nobody not even him could ever make her feel that way again.

Yet she finds herself looking at him. Ready to accept whatever fate she will receive.

"This body is not beautiful. It was not meant to be. It was forged in fire and molded for killing and destruction. Look at me. Can you keep your promise still? Are you certain it was only my soul you desired?"

He's still. Staring at her face and then his eyes lower, she can feel the warmth of his stare through her clothes. She has seen those eyes before, felt that gaze penetrating through her soul before.

"Cho Yeong."

She almost cries at his mere utterance of her name. It's the first time he's ever said it. It's the most beautiful sound she's ever heard in her existence.

"Don't underestimate me or my feelings for you."

He steps closer and she inhales a sharp breath of air as his hands hover next to her cheek.

"So this was it?"

"What?"

"The body of the woman I love."

She trembles as he brushes a thumb across the apple of her cheek. She knows her face has lost its gentleness, her jaw has become more square and her eyes have lost their sheen. She is cold and hard just has her tragic life intended.

"Yes. This was it."

She leans up and then stands to her full height, looking him right in his eyes. No longer forced to look up because they are so close in height.

Testing her body she grabs his collar and shoves him into the hard wall with far more force than she was allotted in the body of the priestess. He barely struggles in her hold but she knows he. would have a truly difficult time fighting her dominance over him.

She awaits his disgust and his subsequent loss of attraction.

"I could subdue you easily. This body was built for pain, not pleasure."

He quirks a brow at her ominous words before smiling and pressing forward.

It's not their first kiss but she still freezes at the sudden press of lips against her own.

"Do you want to hurt me? To the world I am wedded to Jin Bu-yeon but know that I will always belong to only one. In mind, body and soul. Do what you want."

It's a foolish request but she answers his call, jealousy and anger searing in her blood. She had hurt him through her betrayal and her pain now equals that. The pain of not knowing who he had fallen for and if he had truly forgotten her and moved on. Had another stolen his heart if even temporarily?

Without cognizant thought her hands are curled around his throat and she delights at his gasps for air. She stares at his handsome face as she squeezes the breath from his lungs, before she surges forward and kisses him with her hands still tight around his quivering neck.

His mouth is slack under her assault, making it easy to penetrate his mouth with her tongue licking as he pants desperate to draw air into his body.

She only releases him when she can feel his body start to sway, surprised at his lack of attempts to stop her cruel display at dominance.

"Do you love me that much? That you could kill me at the thought of me loving another? I should have died with you that day."

Selfishly she agrees. Then she wouldn't be conflicted now, questioning who his heart truly belonged to?

In lieu of responding she rips open his robes, bearing his chest to her hunger eyes.

Instantly she places her hand on the scar, the one he should have never recovered from. The one that he had let another caress without hesitation.

"A terribly sad scar? Is that all I was to you Jang Uk? A scar that festered until it rots and kills you?"

Guilt flashes in his eyes before they darken again with determination.

"I was alone and desperate to die. I gave you everything and you killed me, stabbed me in my heart and then left me to suffer the burden of living. I was supposed to die. I wanted to die. But then I was brought back and you were gone without any answers. I never mourned because I couldn't let you go."

"But then you did let me go. And you let her in. How can you be sure that it was my soul you loved and not hers?"

"Because I knew! I always....you reminded me of your real self so many times but I just couldn't fathom... couldn't even allow myself to wish because if I thought it and it turned out to be wrong it would have been as if you died again. Losing you once was enough. So I feigned ignorance and ignored everything everything inside that screamed that I knew you."

"And what about now? Surely those feelings do not remain now that you see me. The true me."

"No."

It would have broken her heart if it wasn't exactly what she expected. Soulmates. That's how Master Lee had described them. It was a foolish term that meant nothing in reality, she was a shadow assassin and still unworthy of something as precious and useless as love.

"I understand."

She steps away prepared to leave him for good.

"Everything I have felt pales in comparison to what I feel now. I would love you in any body but in this one, in your real one I love you more than I ever had. My feelings from before are miniscule compared to this. Look into my eyes, do you truly doubt what I feel for you? Do you truly not know who I love, who has all of me?

It's me Jang Uk, master. It's me. My soul wasn't shifted, look into my eyes you know it's me.

She can almost feel the rain from that day. Can feel her desperation too, her regret for being too late and for thinking she could ignore her heart and let him die. She cried because it was then she realized her true feelings. Her treacherous heart had failed in its only mission: do not fall in love.

She can see everything in those eyes again. All is bared to her in a glance.

"Come here." She commands but truly it is a plea. She cannot go on one more second without his touch.

This kiss is violent, she bites at his lip and he answers to her fervor ferocious as he rips her flesh open with sharp teeth the metallic taste of blood is enough to make her thighs quiver, she can feel herself moisten at his enthusiastic response. She opens her eyes and watches in morbid fascination as he licks her blood from his kiss swollen lips with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

She smirks at his bloody lips, finally accepting his affection.

With a huff she quickly tugs her dirty clothes from her body, her body is just as she remembers it. Too strong with no feminine curves or delicate skin. Her stomach was all hard muscle and her shoulders were broader than desired in a woman. She had even seduced unsuspecting women before with her large frame, allowing them to believe what her body appeared to be.

"You're beautiful." And the look in his eyes almost makes her believe him. Somehow this body does not repulse him. Although she can see his eyes darting around, she knows what has him staring. She has fought countless battles and received countless scars all over her body in return. She's never been ashamed of them before but now, she wonders what he thinks.

He shrugs off of the tattered remains of his robes, letting the cloth fall soundlessly to the ground.

"You are a fool." She has never known why he wanted her. Will never understand why her, when anyone else would have been a better choice.

"And yet, you are so jealous of me being with another you almost killed me."

And he smiles with the words. Overjoyed at her attempt to murder him.

Idiot.

But her rage flares once more. And she's slamming into him before she can consider if she's been baited, his cheeky grin before she attacks him with her mouth answers her suspicion.

All of her firsts belong to him and this kiss is no different. She's never kissed anyone so deeply and passionately because she loved them enough to kill them. That too belongs to him.

Viciously she jabs at the scar on his chest, vindicated when he jumps and groans in pain.

Only she's allowed to hurt him.

That belongs to her.

His hands rough as he plunders her body, his innocuous touches to her hip and her neck are distracting enough that she's unprepared for his hand to stroke through the slickness hiding between her thighs.

She jolts at the electricity that builds with his touch.

Not willing to be outdone, she thrusts her hand inside his pants eager to feel the proof of his arousal. And she's not disappointed, he pants into her mouth as they both caress each other in their most private of parts.

He licks her mouth in a filthy exchange of spit that cannot be called a kiss and she strokes him from root to tip in retaliation, using the fluids that have collected on his tip to ease her swift motion. Uk lets out a tight grunt of pleasure as he fucks into her hand harshly, his length and power making her slicken further at the thought of him thrusting into a different hole.

She stiffens at his fingers on her breasts, they are small and too tight to fondle truly but he still pinches her nipples and looks hungry at the sight. When she lets out a soft groan he dips his head and his tongue has all thought evacuating her mind. She's merely a bundle of nerves.

"Jang Uk!" She cries as he suckles at her incessantly, his teeth surely leaving a mark on her breasts as he bites at them in equal turns.

When he presses a long finger inside of her she's barely standing under his onslaught, the tides shifting the further they go.

She was meant to be claiming him. But she couldn't even think right now. He was disarming her completely.

Powerlessly she arches into his touch, feeling her nether lips greedily suck him in and accept his hard press into her body for the first time.

"Look at you. Opening up for me so beautifully. I know I am yours, but you are also mine."

He punctuates the word with a particularly hard thrust of his hand, suddenly adding another finger with a vicious twist of his wrist.

"I don't need sweet words. Just fuck me already Jang Uk."

"Hmm? I thought you planned to fuck me. Are you already admitting defeat?"

Her eyes narrow at his blatant taunt and she's moving before the sentence has barely landed, wrestling him to the ground in seconds their nude bodies rubbing against each other.

She presses a finger deep within herself to assess her own readiness and he must enjoy the sight because he groans in response, pupils blown wide and his erection jutting straight out just long enough to brush against her thigh.

She's soaked thoroughly enough to coat her finger and without preamble she lifts her hips and swiftly penetrates herself with his cock with one long deep thrust down.

It's unlike anything she's ever felt before. To have him inside her. She's too full, too stretched her walls struggling to accept the intrusion. But she ignores that all, lifting up before she's ready and slamming back down and it's worth it for the look of complete destruction on his face.

"Who do you belong to?"

He tenses under her brutal riding, there's no finesse to her movement now just instincts. She bounces up and down recklessly taking her pleasure in his body, listening to the hypnotic sound of skin pounding against skin.

The sound of their wet rough coupling fills the room.

"Who do you belong to Jang Uk?"

His eyes are rolling into the back of his head and she grabs his hair in a tight fist, forcing his gaze back onto her. She leans forward to bestow a biting kiss on that sweet mouth whilst bucking in his lap, plunging him even further within her body. Deeper than she thought possible. She swears she can feel him in her stomach.

"Answer me or I'll stop."

And that finally gets him talking, as he grabs her hip as if terrified she'll follow through with her warning.

"You. I am yours."

It's almost what she desires and one look at his mischievous face lets her know it's on purpose. His ambiguity.

She tightens her grip both on his hair and his engorged cock, squeezing him until he's red in the face.

"Ugh! Damn!" He curses beneath her, thrashing about but not enough to stop her.

She plants her feet, prepared to leave bruises at the end of this all. She wants him to feel her for days, wants to fester under his skin so he never forgets this moment. When only his tip remains inside she pierces herself open wider, driving down hard enough to hurt them both- it's what they both deserve and all they've ever known.

"Who do you belong to?"

There are fresh bruises forming on his skin. It makes something dark blossom in her heart. Possession making her continue the break neck speed until he's a squirming screaming mess beneath her.

"Cho Yeong! Fuck! I belong to Cho Yeong!"

She feels something unfurl in her chest as he screams her name and swells undeniably inside her, she knows what's coming and she's eager to accept it all. To be full of him in the most intimate of ways. To feel him spill from her and to watch his own spent color both of their body. To know that this body is the one that brought him to his demise, to know that he belongs to one. To know that he is hers.

"Come for me Jang Uk."

And as he is hers, he has no choice but to obey her.

[truskafka0]

☆☽05.05.24☾☆

Zjedzone: 380 kcal

• Mullermilch zero

• Zupa pieczarkowa

• Lód waniliowy, monster i pare innych rzeczy

Spalone: 280 kcal

Bilans: 100 kcal

Tak trochę do dupy z tym że podjadałem trochę ale nie przeżywajmy. Jestem ogl zadowolony z dziś nawet, serio dzień mi minął spoko, mam 2 nowe mangi w kolekcji, zajebistego misia, puzzle i jakąś tam grę a to że wszystkie pieniądze poszły na chorego chłopca jeszcze bardziej mnie cieszy! Była niezła burza jak wracaliśmy z mamą do domu (rip dla wracających rowerem) ale po jakiejś godzinie/dwóch minęła a jak byłem na delikatnym spacerze to zaczęło się błyskać w oddali (błagam niech w nocy nie przyjdzie burza), a tak wracając do tego kiermaszu to było tam tyle jedzenia (i większość to moi faworyci), był taki kręcony ziemniak smażony i dosłownoe zawsze w wakacke go jadłem, szkoda że smażony jest a nie jakiś pieczony czy coś😭 były ziemniaczki z grilla i gdybym miał większy limit to może bym i wziął, teraz pomyślałem że zamiast tej zupy mogłem tego ziemniora zjeść..jedyny problem że chuj wie ile on waży i by było pytanie jak tu z tego kcal policzyć a na oko nienawidzę liczyć...więc nawet i dobrze że nie kupiłem go, były zapiekanki, WATA CUKROWA😭 i popcorn, jakieś tam rzeczy z grilla oraz najciekawsze, dzik nafaszerowany kaszą. Dość ciekawie to wyglądała ale jakoś mnie nie zachęciło xD ale się o tym jedzeniu rozpisałem...a i kupiłem młodszej kuzynce ogromnego miśka (jest trochę większy od niej) kupiłem teraz ale raczej dam jej na dzień dziecka(cały miesiąc czekania😃) a dla kuzyna są puzzle avengers :3 zostawiłbym te puzzle sobie ale tak noe fair że kego siostra coś dostanie a on nie więc no dam mu. ZNALAZŁEM TEŻ BIŻUTERIĘ Z HELLO KITTY...kolczyki i dwa naszyjniki za 15zł💗💗💗 ogl wydałem dużo, duużo pieniędzy i nie żałuje, był występ zespołu ludowego z mojej szkoły (kiedyś chodziłem ale to noe dla mnie..choć przyznam że nawet ciekawie było) i chryste jak ja im współczuję w tych strojach Łowickich tańczyć w taką pogodę😭 26C° a oni 30 min muszą skakać ma scenie w strojach wełnianych..podziwiam serio. No i to chyba wszystko, jeżeli się komuś chciało to czytać to serio szacun bo nawet ja tego nie czytam przed publikowaniem.

Chudej nocy motylki <33

[rollofleaf]

Kinktober Day 4: Teratophilia

Day 3 just wasn’t sparking joy so I skipped it, enjoy some Sakura being a slutty monsterfucker!

“I swear myself to the Green Mother. I swear to indulge in sacred lust and spread the secrets of others. I intone of this beautiful green to let me prove my devotion. I offer my body and soul to the lust of nature. I beg of you, take me as roughly or as gently as you desire. I will endure it all until you are relieved. I am Her blessed whore, my body to be consumed and ravished by the green.”

Sakura clasped her hands as the prayer concluded. She felt the meadow grass twist and rumble. She bit down on her bottom lip and bent over, spreading her sex with two fingers. “Use me, please. Take me, violate me, treat me like a worthless toy… Fuck, I need it so bad…” And she waited for what the forest would send her. Some nights it was a werewolf in heat, sometimes a fey dryad or satyr. One lucky night had even sent a dragon to ravish her.

The kitsune’s snow-fluffy tail whipped back and forth, covering and uncovering her blessed fruit teasingly. She felt something curl up her leg, a vine tendril wrapping around her foot, exploring the nubile priestess. She grinned, fox ears twitching. “Mmm, please… Explore me as you desire… I am yours, blessed messenger of the Feasting Flower…”

The creature that had woven itself from the forest was a writhing mass of vines and vegetation, a shambler. Normally a monster that feasted on human flesh, she felt comfortable in the embrace of its creeping vines. She was protected by her goddess, the fey Eldest of carnivorous plants and lust. The beast would only feast on what she desired it to. Vines curled up her other leg, one thin tendril lashing between her thighs. She gasped out, already dripping wet with anticipation.

The teasing did not last long, the shambler soon wrapping more vines tight around her wrists and ankles. Sakura was unceremoniously lifted into the air, giggling and squirming playfully all the while. She was pulled back into the wet mass of plant matter, held tight against the beast as a thick mass of intertwined vines teased at her sex. Another teased her other entrance, and thicker hand-like vines grabbed her chest.

Sakura let out the first of many moans as she was pulled partially into the shambler, her legs and arms disappearing into the mass. The vines slammed deep inside, a scream ripped from her lips as the tangle forced its way into her tight folds. It filled her to the brim and more, the vines spreading out within to stuff every inch of her pussy full. “Fuck… A-aaah… OH! F-FUCK, FUCK! S-so mu-huuch! F-fill me, please! I can take it!”

The shambler continued heedless of her cries, her back entrance forced to endure a merciless pounding from a tangle of vines so thick it should have split her open. Her eyes rolled back as screams of bliss flowed from the priestess’s lips, desperate pleas to her goddess. More vines lashed at her bare skin, whipping against her generous breasts. The only inch of her left untouched were those plum lips, free to scream and moan obscenities into the night.

The shambler was merciless, almost brutal, exactly how she liked it. Wet slaps filled the air with each pound of the vines, sweat rolled down her body, she felt her mind breaking. It was so much, too much… Vines tickled and lashed her pearl, seeking out and assaulting every sensitive spot inside her until she hit her limit. With a scream, the kitsune came, her sweet nectar squirting over the ground. She barely managed to remember the final part of her ritual, crying out a secret of a childhood friend, one she had never told a soul, and calling out a prayer to the Green Mother.

The shambler greedily drank up her nectar, only redoubling its efforts. A vine teased her innermost as the rest writhed within her, making her stomach bulged. A shaft-like tendril forced its way past her lips, eagerly suckled on as the beast fucked her senseless. Even more thick tendrils spread her open, filling her to her limit as her vision flashed white. She was lost in the haze of ecstasy for an eternity, screaming and moaning as her body shook with each adored invader.

Hours later, as her body gave out and she could barely even think, the shambler released her. She fell to the ground with a gasp, trembling madly. All she could manage was to roll over and let out a weak “Thank you…” The shambler groaned out, a poor and illegible imitation of speech, and slowly hobbled off to leave the kitsune to rest.

[inferno-principe]

@mus-brunneis​

Sidonai? A bad person? Ace couldn’t fathom it. If anything, she could understand his feelings. If her guardians suddenly replaced her with a ‘better’ child because she wasn’t good enough, and berated her for things out of her control, she’d be more than a little hurt and upset as well. She may just resent that child as well. But it’s what you do with that resentment that decides whether you are bad or not.

“I don’t think you’re a bad person…” she began.

“A bad person is someone who harms others or lets them be harmed to gain something from it, without caring. Or even enjoys seeing them get hurt. To me it doesn’t sound like you really resent Hamadai himself. You resent what our father is doing to you both, and how Hamadai benefits from that. If anything, he’s the bad person, for creating this whole situation. He’s hurting you both.

And I’m sure that, if you had a choice, you’d choose for neither of you to be in this situation. You don’t really want Hamadai to go through any of what you went through either. You can tell he’s a good and bright kid, that he doesn’t deserve your feelings towards him, and you seem to worry about him being too soft and getting beaten over it. You seem to feel bad about what’s happening to him, too. And you acknowledge you should be feeling appalled at Asmodeus’ treatment of him. You probably do, but it’s just… overshadowed by you feeling grateful it’s not you this time, who he’s directed his frustration to.

I think that’s… kinda normal. To want to look out for yourself and protect yourself, I mean. It’s normal to be relieved that it’s not you, and to want to avoid him targeting you instead. Everyone would probably feel that way.

And yeah you are his big brother, maybe you should do something, but will it help? This is Asmodeus we’re talking about. If you interfere, he’ll hit both of you, and you might make it worse for Hamadai as well if you piss him off. I’ve tried chewing him out for how he treated you a dozen times now, and look where it got us. I… don’t think there’s much you can do, and maybe not getting personally involved is honestly the better option.

Still, he’s just as much a victim of our father’s whims. Maybe go a bit easier on the outward resentment towards him..? He’s just trying his best, just like we are, right?

His brow furrowed, turning his head away from his sister. That...wasn’t exactly what he wanted to hear. He didn’t want to hear that he was a terrible person, obviously. But hearing that there wasn’t much he could do to help or stop their father certainly didn’t feel much better. He knew Hamadai had done nothing wrong to him and that he didn’t deserve the treatment he received. 

“I don’t know if I can even face him, Ace. When i look at them...all of them...I just go back to that day.” The day he was ripped from his mother’s arms, the day Asmodeus announced Asulah’s conception, the day he took Sabahl as his mate. The day his life came crashing down. The day his one and only protector was taken, leaving him vulnerable to a monster...

Hamadai hadn’t even been alive to witness that day, and yet he still resented him so deeply.

“How am I supposed to separate their existence from father’s actions? How do I even begin to change?”