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wreckedandpolemic · 2 months ago

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wearing my sweater - matty healy

(mdni) in which you spend a morning in your boyfriend’s shirt and nothing else. part of promptober75 2024 and the actress!reader au. 2912 words.

warnings: fingering, thigh riding, praise, mild degradation, use of 'bunny', spanking, pussy slaps, oral (f receiving), brief cockwarming

You’re alone in Matty’s bed when you wake up, but the mid-October sun is barely kissing at the horizon and his side of the bed is still warm. Stretching, you sit up, shivering a little in the chill, and get to your feet. You pull Matty’s flannel shirt off the floor and button it on, lifting the collar over your nose to inhale the smell of him, all cigarettes and sweet cologne. Slipping into a pair of his boxers, you rake your fingers through your hair, catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror as an idea forms in your mind. A pair of your thigh-high socks sit neatly folded on the dresser, and you quickly slip them on and pad downstairs in search of your boyfriend.

“Morning,” you yawn, greedily reaching for one of the steaming mugs of coffee in his hands. “Oh, come here, beautiful.” you murmur.

“You’re talking to the caffeine, aren’t you?” Matty grins, his voice rough with sleep and oh-so tempting. You half-nod around the mug already at your lips, and his eyes go wide when he takes in the sight of you properly.

After a beat of silence that seems to drag just a little too long, you wonder if you’ve miscalculated. Nervously fiddling with the hem of his shirt, you bite your lip. “Sorry, I was a bit chilly when I got out of bed. Is this okay?”

Matty’s still staring at you, slack-jawed. “You look fuckin’— I’m— Jesus Christ,” he stammers, his heavy, lust-thick gaze on you making your head swim. His eyes are glued to your thighs where they spill over the tops of your socks, stuck on the sliver of skin left exposed by his shirt.

Giggling to yourself, you sip your coffee, waiting for Matty to snap out of it and make a move. Eventually, you set the mug down, rest your palms on his thighs and lean close. “Is this okay?” you repeat teasingly.

“You’re evil,” he breathes against your lips. “So fucking evil. And gorgeous, God, so gorgeous.” Teasingly, you pull at the hem of your shirt, revealing his low-slung boxers and a sliver of your hip. “Jesus, I’ve had wet dreams that start like this,” Matty blurts out, one hand digging into your hip.

“Oh, yeah?” you tease, lowering yourself into his lap. “What happens next?” you breathe, slowly rolling your hips against the muscles of his thigh and moaning under your breath.

Matty laughs softly, fingers sliding delicately into your waistband. “First, I make you cum all over my fingers,” he smirks, greedily swallowing your gasp as he brushes a circle into your clit. “Then, I bend you over and fuck you until you can’t remember your own name. Then, I clean you up with my tongue, ‘cause I’m a gentleman like that,” he adds, wearing a smug, lascivious grin and teasing your entrance with the tip of his finger. “You like the sound of that, angel?”

Grinding down against his fingers, you nod into his neck. “Mhmm. Yes. Please, Matty,” you whine, need creeping up your spine. A murmured good girl as he gently lifts your head has you dripping against his fingers, his lips meeting yours in a slow, loving kiss. Matty draws his fingers out of your underwear, his other hand pulling you down against his thigh so you can grind yourself against him. His tongue comes out to lick obscenely at his fingers, practically salivating at the taste of you.

“Shit, I wanna get my mouth on you,” he groans, pleasure tingling under your skin as you roll your hips down against his sweats. “God, I love this fucking pussy,” he adds, near-reverent.

“S’yours,” you say immediately. “S’all yours, baby. Can do anything you want with it, promise.” Matty practically whines, gripping your hip with one hand and sliding the other up your shirt. Your back arches when his knuckles brush a peaked nipple, sensation rippling through your body.

Your hips jerk, arousal dripping out of you as you rock against Matty’s thigh, head tipping back in ecstasy. “Good girl,” he coos. “That’s it, make yourself feel good. Need to make this pretty pussy cum f’me, okay?” Nodding, you whine as he slips his hand back into your underwear, circling your soaked hole and then filling you with two fingers in one breathless second.

Clenching your cunt around him, you whimper, melting against him as he sets a gorgeous pace, fast and punishing; designed to reduce you to a trembling mess in his lap. “Mmh, Matty, fuck,” you whine, head hazy with pleasure. Your lips meet his jaw, slight stubble against your soft skin somehow enough to set you buzzing as you kiss and bite at him. “Y’so fucking hot,” you moan, attacking his neck as he finger-fucks you into a daze.

“Such a sweet girl,” Matty murmurs, circling his thumb over your clit as pleasure arcs up your spine. “God. you drive me crazy, angel. Look so pretty in my clothes, thought I was still dreamin’ when you came downstairs like that,” he groans, letting you drive your hips down onto his fingers and clench around him wantonly. His hips twitch a little, the length of him pressing against your thigh insistently.

You’re dizzy with lust, high off knowing he wants you, dazed by his fingers still fucking in and out of you like it’s going out of fashion. “If I’d known you’d get so— mmm— hot and bothered, I’d have— fuck, fuck!— done it forever ago,” you gasp, choked out around moans. Obscene sounds fill the room, echo off the ceiling, rattle deliciously through your head.

“Y’always get me bothered, angel,” Matty laughs breathlessly. “Too fucking beautiful,” he sighs, grinding the heel of his palm into your clit and swallowing your moans as your body starts to tremble under his touch. “You ready to cum for me, darling?”

“Yes,” you whimper, choked with lust. Your orgasm crashes frantically over you, lung-crushingly intense as you gasp for air. Your cunt pulses around Matty’s fingers, his murmured praise going straight to your hazy head. His name falls from your lips in a dazed chant, body going slack as you melt into a puddle of pure desire against his chest.

You wince as Matty slides his fingers out of you, and he croons a soft apology into your hair. “Good girl,” he coos, rubbing his palm over your soaked cunt as you whine. He slaps your cunt harshly, sending a bolt of pleasure-pain rippling through you. “That’s my good little slut, baby. Shit, I need to be inside you, angel. D’you wanna be a good little bunny? Bounce on it for me?”

The nickname makes you dizzy, cunt throbbing with want. You look at him with need painted across your face, eyes wide and pleading. “Want it from behind, like you said. Please? Promise I’ll still be a good little bunny for you.” Matty’s eyes blow wide, pressing a messy, sloppy kiss to your lips and grinning against your mouth.

Detaching yourself from his lips with a whine, you stand and bend over the arm of the sofa, shoving Matty’s boxers down your legs so they puddle on the floor. You reach back to rub your clit with a moan, arching your back as Matty’s blunt nails dig into your hip and he frees his cock. “So gorgeous. Look how wet you are for me, bunny. Gonna look so good pumped full of cum, huh?” he adds, brushing the head of his cock over your clit as you whine desperately.

Torturously slow, Matty fills you, your back arching and cunt clenching with want. Twin moans fall from your lips as he bottoms out, his hips flush with yours. Your cunt pulses, desire flaring under your skin, and you try desperately to urge him deeper. “Please, need you to fuck me, Matty, fuck!” you whimper.

“Shh, bunny, shh. M’gonna give you what you need, promise. Don’t you trust me?” Matty says, low and rich and soothing, and you melt against the sofa cushions. He pulls out, all the way out, and you let out a needy, choked sob, cunt clenching around nothing. “Oh, sweet girl. You’re desperate, huh?” he teases, a touch cruel in a way that kisses deliciously down your spine. A hard smack against your cunt makes you scream, incoherent pleas dripping into the pillows under your head. “You’re dripping,” he coos.

“M’soaked,” you whine. “M’so fuckin’ wet for you, Matty, please stop teasing,” you beg. His hands tightening on your hips is all the warning you get before Matty slams hard into you. A sound that’s half-scream, half-moan, all lust tears free from your chest, sudden, intense pleasure balling tight in your chest.

Slick sounds echo obscenely loud around you, filthy and melodic; like Matty himself, somehow. “Good girl,” he murmurs. “That’s my good little bunny, yeah? This pretty cunt’s takin’ me so well, darling,” he praises, stroking the curve of your ass gently. You brace for a slap that never comes, and you find yourself whining at the lack of it. “Oh, baby. You want spanked, s’that it, bunny?” You nod, whimpering his name, and he pinches your clit, sending a bolt of pleasure rocketing up your spine. “Words, darling. I know it’s hard when I’ve made you all dumb on my cock, but you gotta talk to me, yeah?” The condescending lilt to his words drips deliciously down your spine, pools between your legs.

“Please, Matty,” you murmur, voice thin and pathetically pleading. “Need you to spank me,” you add, cheeks flaming as the burn of humiliation turns to a tingle of arousal between your thighs. Matty’s hand comes down against your ass, heat spreading from every inch of his skin that touches yours. You moan happily, arching your back as Matty fucks into you between slaps.

His hand meets your ass, your thighs, even your hips, until the skin there is red and stinging and your cunt is practically gushing against him. Matty fucks you through it all, hips slamming against yours as you clench vice-tight around him. “So close, aren’t you, bunny?” You nod into the pillows, whining his name breathlessly. “You want one more?” he says, his grin audible. Nodding, you whimper out something that sounds enough like agreement to satisfy him, and he croons out a good girl.

In a split-second, he’s pulling out of you and slapping your clit so hard that the impact sends you toppling over the edge. Without warning, you’re cumming all over Matty’s fingers, your knees buckling with the weight of your orgasm. Your breath is coming in quick, short gasps, every exhale burning sweetly in your lungs. Pleasure floods your entire body, seeping into every bone, every muscle, your very nerves catching alight as you come and come. It takes you a minute to come to, and when you do, you’re laid delicately on the sofa; Matty kneels between your legs, gliding his palms reverently along the exposed skin at the top of your thighs.

“Hi, bunny,” he says, softly trailing one hand up to stroke your face, brush sweat-soaked hair out of your eyes. “That was intense, huh?” he can’t resist adding, a self-satisfied and shit-eating grin plastered across his face.

Your eyes flicker down to where his cock hangs between his legs, still hard and heavy, drooling and fucking soaked with your arousal. “You didn’t cum,” you say, frowning a little and reaching weakly for him.

Matty pushes your arm down with a soft laugh, leaning down to kiss you and slowly working his way down your neck to just above the spot where his shirt is buttoned over your chest. “Good thing this isn’t about me, then,” he smirks. “This is about you, bunny,” he adds, unbuttoning his shirt a little so he can press a kiss to the valley between your breasts. “And how unbelievably, irresistibly, mind-blowingly fucking sexy you look wearing my clothes.” Matty punctuates every word with a wet kiss against your bare skin, your pulse rushing instinctively under his touch.

He unbuttons the shirt just enough that he can free your tits, seemingly desperate to keep you in the shirt this entire time. Wrapping his lips around your nipple, Matty sucks eagerly, teeth grazing slightly as his tongue flicks over you the same way he does to your clit. “Mmm, now who’s needy?” you giggle, sliding your hand into his curls and tugging gently, just enough that he pulls off your nipple.

“Always need you,” Matty answers instantly, honey-brown eyes meeting yours with a hunger so deep you feel it in your very bones. Then, he smirks, and a shivering thrill rushes over you. “D’you remember the third part of that dream I was tellin’ you about?”

You bite your lip teasingly. “Where you clean me up after?” Matty’s working his way down your body, your legs widening unconsciously to make room. “You made a real mess of me,” you challenge, whining when he kisses softly at your clit.

“Don’t worry, bunny. Don’t even think, okay? Gonna make you feel so good,” he promises, lapping hungrily at your cunt. Stubble scrapes deliciously against your thighs, and you resist the instinct to slam them closed around Matty’s head. Moaning as pleasure drips down your spine, you arch up against his mouth.

His tongue flicks back and forth over your clit, skilled muscle working you into a frenzy. Your hands dig into his hair, French tips scraping over his scalp as he moans into you. The sound vibrates through your body, settles as a low hum in the base of your skull, dizzying. “Don’t stop,” you plead, pressing his mouth harder against you.

Desire pulses thickly in your blood, weighs heavy on you, pins you still. You grind your hips up, your clit brushing his nose as he teases your soaked hole with the tip of his tongue. “God, I fucking love this pussy. So pretty, so good for me,” he coos, drawing back a little so you can see his face, eyes lidded and lust-blown and lips and chin soaked with you. “Whose pussy is this, really, bunny? Who does it belong to?”

“You,” you choke out. “S’yours, Matty, all yours,” you whimper, gasping as his calloused fingers come up to circle your clit.

“Fuck, say my name like that again,” he groans, sounding fucking wrecked. Obediently, you gasp out his name, over and over. Matty’s breathing goes ragged. He leans in, redoubled his efforts, licking at you with a hunger so voracious you aren’t sure he won’t swallow you whole — you aren’t sure you wouldn’t let him, either.

Chanting his name like it’s the only word you know, you writhe in pleasure under him. Matty’s nails dig into your hips, so deep they’ll bruise. You can’t bring yourself to care when your brain is so saturated with ecstasy that you’re sure you’ll never feel anything but bone-deep pleasure again. “Oh, my God,” you whimper. “I’m so close.” Every exhale is shaky, frenzied, pure bliss coiled so tight in your chest that it feels like panic, your heart racing faster and faster with every stroke of Matty’s tongue.

He doesn’t even have to speak, just buries his tongue deeper inside you, presses into your clit, moans against your dripping hole. The instruction is clear: cum for me. The fire in your chest erupts, rips free, burns you up and leaves melted strings of unending pleasure in all the places your body should be. You’re screaming his name, pulsing on his tongue, probably soaking everything in sight as the evidence of your ecstasy fucking sprays out of you.

“Fuck, darling, y’gonna make me cum,” Matty practically whimpers, crawling up your body to speak in the shell of your ear. “M’so close, I wanna cum inside you, fill you up. S’that okay, bunny? S’okay if you’re too sensitive, I just—” You’re still cumming, dizzy with the relief of it, as you reach wordlessly down to guide his cock into you.

The second he feels your soaked, tortured cunt throb around him, Matty’s cumming, covering your mouth with his in a messy, sloppy approximation of a kiss. You swallow his moans almost as greedily as you take his cum, milking him for every drop as he coats your insides. He slumps on top of you, still inside you, and grins dazedly. “You’re fucking incredible,” he vows.

“M’fucking exhausted,” you mumble, eyelids suddenly lead-heavy.

“Oh, darling,” Matty coos, propping himself up on his elbows to fuss over you. You wince as he pulls out, the loss bringing a pout to your lips.

You yawn. “Can you…” you trail off, reaching up to stroke his face. “Mmm, just put me to bed, n’then fill me up when you’re hard again? Don’t wanna fuck again, I just need you inside me.” You’re slurring your words, your exhaustion now a physical thing, weighing heavy on your consciousness.

Matty kisses you, soft and featherlight. “Fuck, s’not gonna take long if you keep talkin’ like that, bunny,” he murmurs, scooping you into his arms and carrying you to bed. You’re drawn tight into sleep, barely afloat when you feel him slide home, your cunt so soaked that it accepts him oh-so easily. “That’s it, bunny.” You can vaguely hear his murmur, barely kissing at the edge of your awareness. “Just go to sleep, I’m right here.”

And that you know, in your heart of hearts, to be the truest words you’ve ever heard.

#actress au full fic debut if you even care #this is some of my best work btw i think #matty healy x reader #matty healy smut #matty healy imagine #the 1975 smut #the 1975 fanfic #writing #smut #actress!au #promptober75

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svsssfanonarchive · 11 months ago

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Examining SVSSS Canon: 1/∞

SHEN YUAN'S PIDW-READING TIMELINE

One question and argument that comes up frequently in SVSSS fandom is, how long did Shen Yuan read PIDW for? Was he following it from early serialization, or did he simply binge everything toward the end?

This question isn't exactly one that is easy to answer either-- considering that there are actually various direct quotes that could be read in contradiction to one another regarding it.

Based on the information in the novel, we are left with several potential theories as to Shen Yuan's reading timeline. In this post, I will be presenting these theories, along with supporting evidence from the novel.

Theory #1: Shen Yuan picked up PIDW and binge-read it from beginning to end for the first time in 20 days before dying

This theory is directly supported with a quote:

He’d spent twenty days binging the novel from start to finish, so he had clean forgotten that whump-filled arc of pointless abuse that covered Luo Binghe’s beginnings at the sect, okay?! (7 Seas, Ch. 1)

In the original text, this line is 他可是看了二十天才看完的. Broken down, this is literally "he indeed read it (他可是看了), it took him twenty days (二十天才）to read the whole [novel] (看完的)."

*note 可是 may also be equivalent to "however" or "but" in some circumstances, but is generally used to provide emphasis.

However, depending on where one puts the emphasis and pairs syllables in the last part, there could be different interpretations. If read as 看完的 it implies "read the entire thing," but if read as 看完的，it implies "finished reading." I read it the first way, but I don't know if that is the "most correct," so there is some ambiguity there.

It is also implied later that PIDW was already very long and full of plot holes when he began reading it:

So, if back when he’d just opened this baffling book, this Proud Immortal Demon Way, which was so full of landmines that it was practically high art, to the point that those landmines had become its very style... He would definitely have grabbed the brick that was the entire fifty-volume set and showed them what their brains looked like when splattered across the ground. (7 Seas, Ch. 21)

Though this could be related to the final length of the novel, and the "fifty-volume set" is likely exaggeration or metaphor. In one of his forum posts, he also says:

I understand what OP is feeling. I’ve been reading this novel lately, and it’s so damn long—long and pumped full of filler... ...All my fellow readers have already roasted the setting for the last three hundred thousand words, so I won’t say more on that. (7 Seas, Ch. 26)

This part where he says he has been reading the novel lately, implies that he began not too long ago, rather than following it for years. Of course, Airplane already at this point finds his username and comments familiar:

His eyes automatically highlighted that familiar ID “Peerless Cucumber.” (7 Seas, Ch. 26)

So it could also be said that he is downplaying his dedication with that statement. He does, however, state that the other readers have roasted the setting, but doesn't mention that he himself has done so. Additionally, the "three-hundred thousand words" mentioned may refer to the comment section, not the novel itself, so there is still some ambiguity to that point.

Theory #2: Shen Yuan has been reading PIDW long-term throughout serialization

There are multiple quotes directly supporting this theory:

He could guarantee it on all the youth and frustrations he’d wasted following this twenty-million-word-plus serialization for years. (7 Seas, Ch. 6)

and

Everything that had happened before was as unto smoke. From today forth, as he walked the jianghu, he would use this ID, which had been plastered all over the comments section for years. (7 Seas, Ch. 9)

The second quote may refer to comments sections on Zhongdian literature in general, but the first one is more directly referring to PIDW. There is a slim but unlikely possibility that he referrs to the years he has spent within the PIDW universe, rather than just reading the novel. That possibility is made even less likely by the following quote:

Next, let a veteran reader of this novel, Shen Yuan, omit the countless fanservice-y details and concisely summarize the million-word epic for everyone… (7 Seas, Ch. 1)

Where it refers to him as a veteran reader of PIDW specifically (and this TL is consistent with the original implications). It's unlikely for him to be referred to as a veteran reader if he had only been reading the novel for twenty days.

As one can see, if you go by either of the above theories, there are direct conflicts and contradictions, and arguments to be made either way. This could be written off as inconsistency. However, there are two additional options and theories which can resolve those conflicts.

Theory #3: Shen Yuan had been a casual reader of PIDW for years, but rushed to finish reading it through to the end in 20 days

One possibility is that Shen Yuan had been reading PIDW casually over several years, but wasn't caught up by the time his death drew near. Shen Yuan's cause of death is a matter for another post, so I won't discuss it here, but the following quote lends some support to this reading:

“Dumbfuck author, dumbfuck novel!” With his dying breath, Shen Yuan spat this final curse. Who could have imagined that an upstanding young man like him—who had properly purchased the website’s VIP currency and read the novel’s official version—would find himself persevering before his untimely death to finish a novel so stallion, so money-grubbing and overly padded, that it left him speechless with rage? How could he not curse? (7 Seas, Ch. 1)

Here, it seems that Shen Yuan may have been aware of his upcoming death, and so he may have wanted to hurry and finish reading the novel before he died. In the original text, the phrase is: 临终之前坚持看完的, which can be broken down as "before his untimely/sudden death (临终之前), he persisted to finish reading [the novel] (坚持看完的）, though this may also be read as "he persisted in reading the entire novel," depending on how one puts emphasis in the sentence (same issue as the first quote in theory 1). 临终 means literally "near the end," but is a term for death or one's deathbed. Another way to translate 临终之前 would be "before meeting his end."

So, because he was persisting/persevering in finishing the novel (either the whole thing or just to the end), it may be that he expected his incoming death, or that he simply wished to persist in reading the novel to its end and his death still occured unexpectedly.

坚持 implies some level of urgency or steadfastness, but it may not refer to reading the novel quickly, but simply dedication to slogging through all of the bad porn and reading it to the end, rendering this theory a bit shaky.

Theory #4: Shen Yuan had been reading PIDW since early serialization, but re-read the entire thing in the 20 days before his death

This theory would resolve all potential conflicts-- making it true that he both followed PIDW's serialization for years and read the whole novel in 20 days. As to why he re-read the full novel, perhaps it was because the final chapter had been posted or was coming up, and he wished to reread from the start in preparation for that-- this could also drive him into an even greater rage about the contents of the novel and how repetitive and filler-heavy it is, as this would become more and more obvious on a binge-reread from start to end.

One weakness in this theory, though (pointed out by @verycharismaticdragon) is that if he read it twice, it would be less likely for him to completely forget details as mentioned in the first quote. Not entirely impossible-- one can still forget details even after multiple read-throughs, but just less likely to completely forget.

Theory #5: When Shen Yuan began reading PIDW, he binged all available chapters in twenty days, before following it consistently afterwards.

(theory courtesy of @verycharismaticdragon)

While this would not be particularly likely if the quote from theory 1 and the quote from theory 3 were linked together, those two quotes don't necessarily have to be linked-- it's possible that Shen Yuan would have binged the entire novel as it was at the time he found it in twenty days, then decided to continue reading as it updated, persisting and persevering because he wanted to reach the end despite the novel's trashiness, and then ended up dying.

Particularly, this makes a lot of sense in the context of the following quote:

Even though this famous Lord Cucumber spewed criticism constantly and without end in “Great Master” Airplane’s comments sections, his subscription payments and demands for updates never waned. (7 Seas, Ch. 26)

If Shen Yuan hadn't been caught up with the novel (as theory 3 would state) then it wouldn't make quite so much sense for him to be demanding updates, and if he hadn't been reading it for even a full month, there was no reason for him to make consistent subscription payments.

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Ultimately, which theory you choose to believe depends somewhat on the way you view canon-- whether the seemingly contradicting statements were intentional, or whether they were merely a consistency error.

These are the only theories that I can think of, but feel free to add any additional theories + support quotes and analysis if you have them!

One final note, in regards to WHEN DID SHEN YUAN START READING?

If it's true that Shen Yuan began reading PIDW earlier in serialization, how early was that point? Was he reading it from the beginning, or did he start later?

I personally believe it was later. Though he says he was following the novel for years, that could mean anywhere from two to four years since the total serialization of PIDW took place over four years:

How could someone who’d cursed “dumbfuck author, dumbfuck novel” remember ancient content from the beginning of a serialized novel that had been running for four years and covered an in-narrative span of two hundred years? (7 Seas, Ch. 1)

While it's hard to place exactly when he started reading, it seems that Shen Yuan began to read PIDW before the Immortal Alliance Conference arc, as he discusses the novel's online performance before that point:

Before this event, Proud Immortal Demon Way’s performance online had been steadfastly lukewarm. But once the Immortal Alliance Conference Arc debuted, the reviews, comments, subscriptions, and tips all soared into the heavens. It wasn’t only because from that point forward, “Great Master” Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky abandoned the last of his already minimal moral principles... there was another important “it” factor. It was, in fact, the main element that had first compelled Shen Qingqiu to follow the novel until the end. The demonic beasts! (7 Seas, Ch. 4)

It also seems that he wasn't entirely dedicated to reading the novel before then. However, he may have caught up with the serialization a bit later-- for example, if he started reading just before the conference, he would have known that it was a little-known novel before, and been able to watch the rise in popularity in real time even if he himself hadn't caught up to the conference just yet, before only deciding to dedicate to reading the full novel once he caught up to that part.

There are many possibilities and uncertainties in regards to Shen Yuan's reading timeline, but I do think there is enough information here to form decently solid theories-- so I will leave it to my readers to decide, now that the information has been presented, which ones they think are most likely and which they wish to use in their analysis.

#canon examined #svsss #shen yuan #pidw #super interested to see the debate on this post #i know i didn't include every single quote #but i did try to get the most relevant ones #i can't definitively say my chosen theory is the be all end all correct one since it depends so much on reader opinion re: consistency #but hopefully people can decide for themselves what fits best #anyway-- new post type debut!#updated

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