#conversations with Luan

[whydousernamesevenexist]

27 (look it's the 27th and there's 27 days left)

Only 27 days to go!

Omg that's awesome I didn't actually notice until now xd

[chimerical-daydreams]

so what if king related au meets king related au

theres the kid and the unfrozen crybaby that i know of

@vulpixisananimal The meeting of kings <3

Silly bonus I made while sketching

[sailforvalinor]

Even more respect to Luan for when he found out that Helena is Bia’s sister and has been keeping it a secret that she’s alive for ten years, his response is “GIRL WHY? THIS IS RIDICULOUS??” and he sticks to his guns on that point

[theresascove]

feeling left out ₊ ⊹

lynn loud x fem!reader

after introducing Lynn to your friends to help her out after she disclosed her rough time making friends, you start to feel left out when most all of her time is spent with them now

tw: I put Lynn in what grade she would be irl (Annaka is 16, so 11th grade), established relationship, hurt/comfort, light angst with happy ending, slight argument

wc ✎ 1.2k

You’ve known Lynn for as long as you really can remember. Living just down the road, it really was hard to ignore the Loud family. It’s in the name, they were loud. Also not to mention you went to the same school as them, settling beside them on the bus. You shared the same high school with the older siblings—Lynn, Luan, Luna, Leni, and Lori. Specially you shared the same grade as Lynn and Leni, 11th grade.

So by all means, you would consider yourself a friend to Lynn and to the Loud family. You visited often, trailing about with Lynn until the Loud family got to know you better—until they were better familiar either you. It got to the point they were asking question as to why you weren’t at their house, seeing as since you’ve started dating Lynn you’re around often. Maybe a little too often.

You and Lynn hung out a lot, a bit too much. I mean it made sense to, but you never had a minute away from her almost—your friends texts notifications have been appearing on your phone, asking when you’ll be free. And truth be told you miss them.

So that sparked a conversation, one where Lynn’s hands stopped tossing around her soccer ball and her vision casted off a little. She told you about how she struggles to find friends, meaning ultimately you , her teammates, and her family is all she really has.

And that’s where it started. You invited her to come hangout with your friends. The plans were—going to stop by a food place and eat outside to catch up. The invitation sparked a sense and look of joy on Lynn and it too sparked one in you to see her look excited again.

“Are you sure they don’t mind?”

“No,” you reach over to her, past the car center council, “you know these people, this will just give you the chance to know them more. They already love you, I talk about you all the time.”

She mumbles an okay, parking the car and following you towards the outside park table where the others resided. You introduced her and almost instantly it hit off. You smile from where you sit, watching as she talks about her passions with the others. Lynn hugged you tight that night, spilling strong thank yous for letting her join. She had even texted you again, a small thank you at the bottom of her text.

When you clicked your phone light off just before you fell asleep, you had no worries of the effects this new friendship would have.

Overtime, the moments you two spent together and got so used to was cut short. Instead Lynn’s time was spent with your three friends.

“Want to go play tennis?”

“I wish, we’re going to the pool today—“

You would try again.

“There’s this diner down the street if you want to try it—“

“I’m going there tonight already.”

Truth be told you felt left out, ignored, and honestly—discarded. She was rushing around, a smile on her face as she ran to meet the friends you introduced to her. She was having fun it seemed, didn’t seem to care or notice that her time with you was minimal.

It hurt. You spent nights in your room, lights turned off leaving the area dark save for the glow on your phone. Doom scrolling and listening to music was now your new past time. There wasn’t much else to do in your room, the place you kept yourself to since you had nobody else to hangout with.

Sure, one could say you’re dramatic. You could go with your girlfriend and your friends, but you’re excluded the entire time. So now you settle to hangout alone during the hours you used to spend with Lynn.

Almost came to the point you started ignoring her, the initial hurt turning into anger. How could she have not noticed your absence?

A call rings out in your room, interrupting the music that was once playing out of your phone. You sigh, reaching behind you and onto your bed to look at the Lock Screen. Lynn’s contact showed, first time in a few weeks. You were so used to it before and now it makes your heart race.

“Lynn?”

“Hey, was just wondering if you’d like to come with us to this movie tonight, it’s that one I remember you’ve been talking about and—“

You take a look to your desk, heart tightening when you notice the homework you have left before tomorrow.

“I’m going to pass, I have a lot of homework,” you fiddle with your nail for a second, “I haven’t seen you in a minute. You could come over? Do homework as well?”

“Well babe, issue is we got the tickets already… but Sean pulled out so we were trying to find someone to fill the space.”

Oh.

That last phrase had you biting your cheek, “nevermind, have fun with your friends.”

You hang up after and the silence in your room is defeating. You’ve never talked to her that way, and you’ve certainly never hung up on her like that before. You’re not alone, her new behavior is unsettling too. Oh the other end of the phone, Lynn’s pulling her phone down from her ear—eyebrows furrowed at the middle at the sight of her Lock Screen.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m gonna go see her, here—“ she says, passing the tickets off to them, “enjoy the movie.”

She almost runs back, making her way quickly over to your house—phone held tight in her hand. Your mother opens the door, smiling at her.

“Oh Lynn, what a surprise. She’s upstairs if you—“

She’s already taking the stars, saying her pleasantries as she does so. The door to the left of the staircase was yours, little pictures hung on the wall beside it almost hinting at it too. She knocks, waiting quite impatiently as she rocks her foot.

“Hey,” she’s talking like she’s lost all breath when you open the door, voice airy and quiet, “can we talk?”

It’s strange. The way you shrug and open the door, not saying a word or moving to hug her. You move right back to your desk, a shaky hand trying to write out the math equations as if she wasn’t currently staring holes into the side of your face. She too looks awkward, mind whirring on what to say while she stands there.

“I’m sorry,” she sighs and you turn to look at her, “I got excited to have friends and I kept choosing to spend time with them instead of you. I’m also sorry for not noticing until now, I thought I was better than this.”

You reach your arms out silently and she’s quick to cross your room and melt into the embrace. You press a kiss to her shoulder, “I missed you.”

“You have me now. What’re you working on?”

“Math, wanna help? I can’t get these even thought you’ve told me how to solve them”

“Course.”

[purgatoryandme]

I firmly believe if, during their first meeting, Shen Yuan didn't see Cheng Luan, he would have believed Liu Qingge was a woman. Which could lead to one of two hilarious scenarios: Either he thinks Liu Qingge is Qi Qingqi, the only woman the plot has spared from falling in love with Luo Binghe, or- He thinks that he has accidentally seen Liu Mingyan without a veil and that, because of him, she has decided to stop wearing one and joined Bai Zhan peak to protect herself from suitors instead. In either scenario, the risk of him noticing LQG's affections increases tenfold because his internalized homophobia can't take over. What ALSO increases, though, is his incredible panic about how likely he is to get murdered for stealing a wife or out Stallioning the Stallion protagonist somehow.

He's so scared that he somehow fails to notice LQG and/or QQQ's attendance of Peak Lord meetings, because the mere sight of LQG triggers his fight-or-flight reflex. His near-constant escaping is interpreted by LQG as SQQ's extremely thin face about his past actions, making LQG believe him way faster that he's changed and also giving LQG just...so much sadistic glee about embarrassing SQQ. SQQ should be embarrassed about how rude he was before! He should commit properly to making amends! LQG owes him anyway, so it's right and proper to approach SQQ, so what if he gets a certain sense of vengeance from the man's skittering???

LQG misses the fact that he's essentially pigtail pulling SQQ for AGES until SQQ demands that LQG hides his beautiful face so they can have a real conversation, and oop, now they're BOTH embarrassed to death.

[sillygoofyqueer]

CROWYUAN PEAK LORD REACTIONS PART TWO!! (part one heree) My workload was surprisingly brutal from learning today, so I've been slogging through it just to talk to all of you <3 LET'S DO THIS SHIT: Liu Qingge: Okay, come on, we know this guy. He will just register the demonic features and pull out Cheng Luan with NO hesitation, only to be held back by no less than three of his martial siblings as they try and say "nah, nah, he chill he chill, goddamn it!!!" He almost refuses to believe this because holy shit they've been manipulated by this DEMON and he's immune to it because he's been in contact with so many demons. Then he has a conversation with the demon and is bombarded with many questions about his hunts and SOMEHOW gets roped into promising to bring SY the carcass of the next beasts he hunts so that SY can explain their weaknesses in incredible detail to him. (He still thinks that maybe he too has been manipulated and bewitched, but that's at the back of his mind when SY SMILES at him) Shen Qingqiu: God, he hates this little demon thing - everyone else is drawn in by his weak charms, but NOT Shen Qingqiu. Oh, he sees past the disguise, he knows that this little...creature is plotting, is waiting for them all to let down their guards - but he WON'T. Just because his martial siblings are utter, blithering idiots, doesn't mean HE is. He will remain resilient and strong and-- what do you mean Shen Yuan is making himself comfy on Qing Jing Peak??? What. What do you MEAN he feels safe enough to be alone with SQQ and doesn't care about the rumours surrounding him because "they're tame in comparison to the things he hears about other demons"????!?!?!?! That's it. This demon is too silly to be wandering around by himself, who knows who would take advantage of his stupidity - ATTIC WIFE TIME (/j/j/j) Yue Qingyuan: This demon likes Xiao-Jiu, therefore he's chill- HOLD ON WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHEN JIU SMILES AT HIM ALL THE TIME?!?!? Yue Qingyuan is very pleased that Shen Jiu has a....*through gritted teeth* friend, at least he has someone to talk to - ALL of the peak lords like Shen Yuan??!? All of them?? HOW. SY has to teach YQY his ways because it has been impossible for him to get his shidi all in one place without them killing each other, and now they're all just...chilling with SY? With minimal arguments?? Damn it. (This is a joke, I think he'd be pretty pleasant with SY, but I wanted to make a funny read on the guy's reaction) ((I think Shang Qinghua is an enigma because they're both transmigrators and he'd just be like "YOOOOO, YOU'RE THE IDEA I DROPPED!!"))

[the-switch-conspiracy]

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Chapter Five: [ctrl f]

“I will be sending Shen Qingqiu to Shuang Hu City.”

Light streams through the windows adorning the richly decorated walls which make up the Qiong Ding Peak meeting hall. The multiple beams of light intersect across the table normally crowded by twelve, now only seating two. Yue Qingyuan gently blows away the light haze of steam rising from his teacup, before sipping at the over steeped blend. His current conversation partner gripped at the hilt of his sword with one hand, his other hitting the table with a sharp thunk, his eyes narrowing dangerously on his face.

“Tch. And what does Shen Qingqiu have to do with my request to cultivate in seclusion?” Liu Qingge pauses, his mouth pursing in agitation before reluctantly continuing, “Zhangman-Shixiong.” His eyes dart away, staring stonily at the distant wall. Yue Qingyuan blinks placidly at his Shidi, placing his cup down with a decisive clink.

“Strange activity has been reported in the city. When this information was first received, Shen Qingqiu claimed it for both himself and his disciples as a training excursion.” He pauses, catching Liu Qingge in a heavy glance, “Shen Qingqiu has, as you’ve no doubt heard, recently suffered a rather severe Qi-Deviation.” Liu Qingge snorts, ignoring Yue Qingyuan’s sharpening glare, fingers tapping against Cheng Luan’s hilt frenetically.

“So? Give it to one of the other Peak Lords.” Yue Qingyuan raises an eyebrow at him, and his face drops to a scowl, “No-”

“Shen Qingqiu is quite capable, but both Mu Qingfang and I believe that it would be best he has… assistance with this mission.”

“Yet you are still sending him instead of someone else?” and me along with him was heavily implied in the stony silence that followed. Liu Qingge’s eyes sharpen at the glimpse of something seen in his Sect Leader’s eyes. A hesitance, consuming and dark, lingering in the depths. Zhangman-Shixiong was hiding information, and that information was in relation to Shen Qingqiu. Oh course it was.

“You’re hiding things.” He bluntly exclaims, as his hand once more slams the table. A crack forms in the wood. Yue Qingyuan’s eyes track the motion, his face an unmoving mask. His head tilts in the barest suggestion of a nod.

“We noticed… something after he woke. It’s likely nothing of harm, however…” He pauses, catching his Shidi’s gaze with a surprisingly solemn look, “It would be best to act cautiously.” Yet you’re sending him on a mission rather than examining him!?Your blatant favouritism… It was to be expected of the Sect Leader, even with the Qing Jing Peak Lord’s -everything- the man dotes on him.He stills a shiver, a foreboding sense of disquiet filling him.This mission would change things. The thought was sudden and disturbing in its certainty. Where this unease came from, he was unsure, but his instincts have yet to fail him.

Shen Qingqiu was…. uncomfortable to be around. It was a primal discomfort, the sudden involuntary tensing of Liu Qingge’s muscles in his presence, the awareness of his proximity. His instincts scream when he’s in a room with the other, the black void behind his eyes hurts him to see. Liu Qingge did not dislike Shen Qingqiu, no. For how could someone dislike the concept of an amicable human being? But even despite his admittedly undeserved discomfort in his presence, his feelings towards the other were mixed. Shen Qingqiu was locked into a constant battle against a person that doesn’t exist, the person he wasn’t; the person Liu Qingge achingly wishes he was.

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He grits his teeth, ignoring the sting echoing through his skull. Lunacy. The flashes, the unworthy thoughts. Figments of fantasy that will never exist, of a Shixiong who…. no. Enough! Madness. Perhaps he too was heading towards a Qi-Deviation of his own, it’d be fitting. His nails dig into his palm, the flesh straining, moments away from spilling blood. Barely perceptible shivers trailed through him, his pulse beat in his skull.

“Tch, possession? Or damage? Not that it matters,” he rises, tension flooding him as his agitation peaks, “you could replace him with a training dummy and notice no difference.” Yue Qingyuan’s face spasms, a quick cycle of anger, irritation, and cold distaste play, before setting once more on placid calm. His words however barely hide the barb they carry.

“He is still your martial senior, and deserves respect.” He pauses yet again, seemingly lost in thought, “He wasn’t always-” His words trail off as a distant expression appears in his eyes. Between a breath and the next, Yue Qingyuan went from sitting back straight and firm, to grabbing his head in his hands, an evident flash of pain crossing his face.

“Sect Leader?” Liu Qingge rockets forwards, one hand stretching towards the hunched over figure of his Shixiong.

“I’m…. fine. For a moment…” he stops, his eyes searching Liu Qingge’s own, before abruptly shaking his head. “No.No.I’m misremembering.” It comes in a mutter from under his breath, hard to hear even with Liu Qingge’s cultivation enhanced senses. Before Liu Qingge could even open his mouth, Yue Qingyuan looks away and concludes the conversation, “You will be joining Shen Qingqiu and his disciples to identify the cause of the deaths in Shuang Hu City.” It was an order, ‘play nice’.

“If Zhangman-Shixiong insists.” He spits it bitterly through closed teeth as he turns his back and strides from the room. His footsteps fade.

Yue Qingyuan sits alone, cold tea in front of him. Blood drips from the Sect Leader’s nose.

~O~

The dusky twilight coats the sky with swirls of purple and shimmering green. It was a beautiful night, brisk but warm enough to comfortably stand and watch the stars. It was funny how ephemeral these small moments between are, how bitter they can make you feel despite their beauty. Shen Qingqiu tilts his head towards the sky, the gentle light of the moon caressing his face.

Several days have past since his awakening and his discontent has only grown. Being alive was a blessing he wasn’t sure he deserved, but it was a blessing with many strings attached. Strings barely holding a sword of Damocles above his head, the heads of every living sentient being in this world. He doesn’t even know what the System wants from him, every question he asks of it only returns a ‘Please complete Tutorial Mission: The Skinner Demon 2.0. To unlock further information!’. His eyes linger on the lake, the air and water Qi rich and gleaming silver. He shivers, his breath catching, this memory at least was clear.

Silver sword, silver glare, sinking beneath the lapping waves.

He shuts his eyes, breathing deeply, the tension building behind his closed lids matching the hurt corroding his soul. When his eyes open once more, everything appears so slightly blurry. The sound of wings beating, as the cranes who call this place home take flight, reaches his ears. The sound of footsteps approaching follows soon after.

“Shizun? Begging Shizun’s pardon, but this disciple has brought food..?”

Ah Binghe, his voice hesitant but clear. Of everything that’s happened he’s strangely been the most reliable, the most like his memories suggest. After that first meeting sent pain through his heart at how different he seemed, Shen Qingqiu was expecting more of the same. Close enough to hurt, but different enough to seem like a stranger wearing a friend’s skin. Contrary to that expectation, Luo Binghe was just so… Luo Binghe!

That very evening Shen Qingqiu had sat down for dinner, expecting the bland fare Qing Jing was known for to appear, only for Binghe to show up with a banquets worth of divinely exquisite food. He’d slid seamlessly back into the place he’d once occupied, a helpful shadow at his shoulder. It was like he’d finally woken up from a nightmare, one of the only things that felt right amidst everything else. It was nostalgic in a way, yet melancholic, for even before this it had been something of a rare occasion. He, after all, had a h͍͂u̼͡ś̺b̡̢̭̮̍͂̔́a͇̟̺̮̓͆̃͠n̺̭̙̲̐͊̈̀d̨̖̄̋ to care for and coddle. He winces as a sensation not unlike having a needle stuck behind his eye appears, sharp and stabbing.

“Shizun?” Once more, closer this time, the wolf in sheep’s clothing scampering closer with a surprising lack of finesse. He turns to take in the sight of his disciple. Binghe was pink cheeked with a sheepish expression covering his face, his hair escaping the careful ponytail he had tied it in, and a smear of... flour? Covered his chin.

“Binghe was fetching this one for dinner?” Something to eat would be good while he went over the case files of the Shuang Hu city murders. Or the Skinner Demon murders as it were. He had asked the Sect Leader about it during one of his many, many, visits. Yue Qingyuan had seemed surprised that he was mentioning it at all. That surprise had quickly faded, but had brought about another one of the many searching looks he’s been collecting. Just what was so interesting about him? Hmm? Was he truly doing such a poor job at acting like their Martial Sibling this time? He sighs as he follows Binghe back to the bamboo house.

“Is Shizun still examining the info for tomorrow’s mission?” He nods, mouth stuffed full of the tastiest dumplings he’s had in a long time, the scroll balancing on his knee. So far nothing serious seemed changed. Still nine people dead, two of which were Master Chen’s concubines. All of them completely skinned. There was one slight difference… noticeable stitching on each of the corpses, detectable even in their state of decay. It was the slightest change yet….

Binghe was sitting across from him, cheek in his hand elbow on his knee, and staring at him with a smile. His eyes gleam with every bite Shen Qingqiu takes, a quiet but rapt attention directed towards him. Lit by the golden glow of the lanterns, he’d taken on a dreamlike haze, lending what would normally be an intense expression an otherwise sweet affect. In this moment, ignoring everything else, it was nice. It felt… simple. It was simple. Except it really, really isn’t. He places his chopsticks down, and once more picks up the scroll.

Everything has been sorted, the small handful of students he’s picked out for this mission would be meeting near the stables at dawn, Luo Binghe and Ning Yingying of course among them. All of them were senior disciples, ranked highly on exams focused around identifying demonic creatures, and practised in talismans. While it shouldn’t be too difficult a night hunt, it would be remiss of him to ignore the obvious. His prior knowledge is useless. Knowing that his charges were just that bit more prepared this time around… it was a weight off his shoulders.

“Binghe should head to bed.” He raises an eyebrow at the youth who should be over at the dormitories, “We have an early morning tomorrow.” His eyes steadfastly ignoring the bowls surrounding him, that was a job for later. Maybe. He’ll ask an outer disciple to tidy tomorrow before leaving. Binghe’s mouth curls into a frown.

“If Shizun insists.” …? Of course he insists!? Binghe rises to his feet in a single, graceful movement, and bows. “This one implores that he be allowed to tidy first before taking his leave. Shizun shouldn’t dirty his hands for this.” Binghe… that’s not… Shen Qingqiu feels the internal sweat drop forming, Did he seem so incapable of cleaning up after himself? Sure he wasn’t going to, but now it’s a matter of pride!

“Binghe needn’t worry about tidying, this Master is capable of cleaning a few bowls.” Luo Binghe’s mouth tightens, a wounded expression flashing across his face. Ah, he can’t handle that expression… pride? What is pride in the face of this? It was like kicking a puppy… “But if Binghe...-”

“Yes.” Don’t just agree to it! You don’t even know what I was going to say?! But his face was all but glowing, a slightly self-satisfied grin twitching on his lips. He gathers up the remnants of dinner with decisive movements, “This disciple will finish this quickly.” before scurrying off in the direction of the kitchen. Shen Qingqiu sighs, shaking his head with a smile, Binghe really is just Binghe. A little different, but…

He rises to his feet, and stretches. Exhaustion fills him to his very bones. Maybe on this night, sleep would finally bring the clarity he needs. Or, like the nights passed since he awoke here, his sleep would bring only terror.

~O~

Leather and sword oil, a hint of earth and forest, clean sweat and spicy soap. A familiar scent tickles his nose, his eyelids flutter open. He was sitting beneath a massive Ginkgo tree, each branch arching endlessly into the distance, a beautiful ever shifting golden ocean lay above him. There was a familiar man laying beside him, dressed in recognisable white and blue robes with golden leaves in his hair, asleep. His face was slack and soft in his slumber, lacking his ever present frown. His Shidi, Liu Qingge, lays peaceful in a way he’s never seen before.

Found you.

His head whips around, turning towards the source of the ever consuming voice. Black hair, glowing poison green eyes, that hauntingly well-known face, his pale reflection made flesh. A bitter smile lingers on those bloodless lips, his hands hidden by his flowing monochrome robes.

It’s been harder than I thought, getting through to you. We are quite adept at avoiding harsh truths. And it has been trying its hardest to stop us from reconnecting. He laughs, a shattered sharp thing. I know you’ve been gaining fragments, so at least some memories are slipping through.

This reflection… he remembers…

So you do remember this place, this space between dream and reality. It was like a spark of life had ignited in him, a frenzied energy appearing in his movements. That’s… something. Something good. It can’t monitor us here.

A flash of memory returning from the last visit to this realm- You said I’ve forgotten something? I… paid a price..? Is that why I feel so empty? What have I lost?!

Pity. That expression on that face…

You don’t know the half of it, you can’t know the half of it. Once more that ugly shattered laugh echoes through the still air. The price was paid in two parts. Certain memories had to be taken, and a sacrifice had to be made. His grin seemed more like a snarl, the expression only softening when his gaze fell on the sleeping Liu Qingge.

In the corner of his eye, a figure appears. Tall and broad, the outline suggesting a curly mane. Unlike Liu Qingge or the reflection, it was entirely engulfed in shadows and static, its form twisting and shifting constantly. With every look he feels a hopeless, desperate, love that equals the sweet joyous emotion he experiences while looking at his Shidi’s sleeping form. It was maddening, knowing somewhere lost to him was the reason behind that love. His copy follows his gaze, eyes filling with sorrow as they fall on the mysterious figure.

You’ll regain those memories in time, I swear. What I can give you, I will. The deep emptiness grows, coiling around his lungs, his heart. The only thing more noticeable than the emptiness was the fear. He was drowning in it. A terrible energy fills the air, a flicker fills his vision. He felt distant, as if his connection to the dream was fading. He has to know the answer, to the constant pain he feels, to the flashes of memory that shatter his skull.

And the sacrifice? You said a sacrifice had to be made? The feeling grows.

That’s harder for me to explain. So much had to fall in place for this to work, for it to do what it did for us. A billion calculations, all for the best possible chance of success… and this was the best it could- wait-

The figure drew closer, his reflection’s glowing eyes widen in horror.

A rumbling fills the air, bringing with it the thick scent of smoke. Ember and ash cloak the sky like a veil. The great tree, the golden ocean, set ablaze. And with a crack, it falls, bringing the inferno down with it.

~O~

Shen Qingqiu bolts to consciousness with a gasp, his pulse racing as Xiu Ya materialises in his grasp. All that was left of his quickly fading nightmare was the impression of flames. Luo Binghe startles where he’s standing at the door, once hand raised in an aborted knock.

“Shizun! I was just coming to wake you.” The gentle dawn filtered through the open slats in his window, carrying the cool dew-laden morning breeze. Luo Binghe’s face was pulled into a look of sweet concern, his hands were carrying what appears to be a bowl of congee. What time was it? Surely he should be with his students, readying himself to leave? Correctly identifying the concern on his master’s face, Luo Binghe is quick to interject.

“There is time to eat and dress, Liu Shishu is corralling the rest.” Oh? Liu Shidi was getting everything into- Liu Shidi? What do you mean Liu Shidi is here?! Shouldn’t he be in closed cultivation, or had that too changed?

“Your Shishu is here?” It fell from his lips in a daze. He’d expect this from his own Qingge, but this wasn’t his own Qingge. Binghe nods, a frown creasing his brow.

“Yes, apparently the Sect Leader sent him.” The Sect Leader thinks us incapable? Or is it a lack of trust? He feels his own mouth pursing, his chest squeezing. It would be good to see his Shidi alive, though he’s not sure he’ll be able to handle the sight of his face filling with suspicious hatred as it once had. He’ll take the small mercies as they come. With a nod of his head, he rises to prepare for the day.

The peak is engulfed in a soft haze of mist, the hems of his robes just barely brushing against the dew covered stalks of foliage surrounding him. The sight that reaches him fills his heart with a simple warmth, a lithe figure dressed in elegant Bai Zhan blues, alive and well. Liu Qingge stands wreathed in fog, arms folded in front of his chest, surrounded by a clutch of awestruck teenagers and Ning Yingying. Their horses stand, saddled and ready, snorting in the brisk air. He takes note of Shen Qingqiu’s arrival, Binghe half a step behind, and snorts derisively.

“Tch, took your time.” His gaze raked Shen Qingqiu from head to toe, before he stops and glowers at him. Though he appears to be looking Shen Qingqiu in the face, a closer check makes it clear his gaze was settled somewhere behind his head, looking through him. “If we head out now, we should make it Shuang Hu City by noon.” His head jerks towards a saddled mare, no carriage in sight. Surely his Shidi can’t be serious. He finds his eyes narrowing at the other man, put off by his blatant disinterest.

“Good morning Shidi, how are you enjoying this fine day? This master is grateful you’ve organised my students for my mission.” Syrupy sweetness not even trying to disguise the venom dripping from his tone, his fan in hand lightly fluttering in front of his mouth.

“It’s as Zhangman-Shixiong wills.” He brusquely states, the implied I’m not here for your sake, evident. His gaze finally meets Shen Qingqiu’s own. He pauses, the air between them growing taunt and charged, his eyes widening so slightly Shen Qingqiu would almost think he’d imagined it, if not for how dark they suddenly became. His mouth parts just the slightest bit, a sight that on most others would be easily ignored, if not for the fact it was Liu Qingge’s equivalent to being shocked dumb. It was perhaps one of the strongest reactions he’s gotten since returning here, for all that it is barely a reaction at all.

Shen Qingqiu can’t help but watch with burning curiosity as his Shidi visibly composes himself, his jaw noticeably clenching as he avoids his eyes and the tips of his ears flushing pink. Was he embarrassed? What could he possibly be embarrassed about? His behaviour? It’s unlikely, but the thought still fills him with a wicked glee. He smirks behind his fan. Maybe treat this Shixiong kinder if you don’t want to regret it! Ning Yingying takes the pause as a chance to chime up from among the other disciples.

“Begging Shizun and Shishu’s pardon, but this Yingying has called for a carriage. It should be here-” She stills herself as the sound of trotting hooves approaches. A low mumble sounding suspiciously like I should been the one to... came from behind him. His smirk becomes a smile, ah his little sheep... Liu Qingge however, visibly bristles.

“Shen Qingqiu, a carriage will double our travel-” He cuts himself off, eyes sharpening like the edge of a blade as he noticeably restrains his temper, “We will need to leave now if we want to make it before dusk.” he spits out, gesturing towards the carriage. Shen Qingqiu inclines his head, and his disciples leap into action around them. He turns and gracefully makes his way over to his transport, enters, and settles in for the long trip. Ning Yingying’s voice ringing in the morning air as she instructs the others to move out.

The carriage shakes on its axles momentarily and Shen Qingqiu briefly considers they must have begun moving, before he is once more face to face with his Shidi. His Shidi who was quite decisively settling in across from him with a focused stare. The Shidi who was looking at him like he was some sort of unidentified creature he’d stumbled across while hunting. Ah... this was going to be a long trip.

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[silly-inky]

The King Boo's and Luigi

(This is linked to my other headcanons post about the King Boo's, if you went to see that, click here ★)

Luan=Dark Moon KB

Jovi=Party KB

Sunny=Super Mario Sunshine KB

His obsession did eventually come in, and it was probably the worst thing to obseses over for a Boo. A person. Boo's try to avoid this, usually stick to scaring or some thing small. But when it's a person it can become very messy. So when he realised his newly found obsession was Luigi, he was less than pleased. The obsession started out as hate filled curiosity, however, over time it slowly grew into infatuation, taking every chance he could to see Luigi, he started watching the kart racing after Jovi told him Luigi raced in them, and then started watching other events he was in such as the sporrs events and Mario Party. The other Boo's even joined in to watch because it was so entertaining.

What finally made him realise he had feelings for the green plumer was when he started to come to visit king Boo when he was in containment at E. Gadd's lab, keeping him company every now and then even though he

was still scared or the King. Their fights frilled him, but still wanted to have them spaced out by at least a year, not that he could completly help it with being stuck at the lab. But from his conversations with Luigi he learnt the type of person he was, and the amount of times he has to go help his brother with battles (most likely with Bowser) or saving people, or kingdoms, or even the bloody world once, and dealing with large events, and how much it overwhelms

him. Much like the king, he prefers the quiet, and isn't the best around

people, he doesn't lik how loud and busy it can get when he'snot prepared himselfbefore hand. This the king can actually sympathize with, but he is horrible at actually expressing his emotions when it comes to the situation that's why instead of just talking with luigi, he likes to play the game of cat and mouse. It's what he's familiar with, plus he is still a villian. He likes to capture Mario, who he dislikes anyways and any of his other friends, just to watch how Luigi fights to get him back, he's terrified Of ghosts but will still fight them to get his brother back, the fact he can pushaway his own fear like that is truly commemorable and genuinely doesn't understand why luigi is branded as a coward by the other villians

Luan isn't the only King Boo who has developed feelings for Luigi, infact

Jovi and Sunny both developed a crush on him. It happened after Luan explained his feelings to them both about him, so they wanted to see what was So special about him to be the person who captured Luan's heart of all people. Jovi didn't have much of an issue since he often partook in the same races and games as Luigi so he just started talking with Luigi between races and such. Also speaking with Daisy about him, since She and Luigi were close, so he got to learn about him, from Luigi himself, and someone Who spoke about him without any bias. Jovi and Luigi became friends, which Jovi could rub in Luan's face, he found himself looking foward to seeing Iuigi more and more, thinking about him more, and would just talk with him none stop, and then boom, a crush. Thankfully he is much more familiar and comfortable with his feelings so he recognised the feelings very quickly.When he told the others, Sunny just about lost it and spent a good 10

minuets howling through the phone while Jovi sat there in silence, Luan wasn't sure how to feel about it, but finally felt justified for his feelings and had someone to properly talk about them with.Sunny was very similar, however he had never actually met Luigi before, only his brother Mario and Princess peach, who he became good friends with, occasionally seeing Mario in his casino when he needed a brake from home. So when Luigi came over to visit Sunny was very excited to finally meet him, he was different to his brother in many ways but he also saw the similarities. He was pleasantly surprised and really enjoyed his time with him, and was upset when Luigi had to go home. They talk almost every day on the phone and similarly to Jovi, he soon caught feelings, and told the other two.

This was so ridiculous all 3 of them liking the same man was just the funniest thing to them. Safe to say they talk about him together in the group chat. They debated on wether they should make it a competition for who wins Luigi's heart first. But they decided against it as some of them have unfair advantages, Plus the other two thought it would be very unfair on Luan. So instead they started dropping hints and asking around (Daisy) Who he may be interested in. Daisy told them she wouldn't disclose his feelings to them without his knowledge but did tell them Luigi is was pansexual and poly, which gave them a lot of hope.

Long story short Luigi first started dating Luan after an awkward accidental public conffesion and Luigi thanfully having already developed feelings for him. After a while he recognised he also had feelings for Jovi and Sunny and approached Luan about it, who was laughing to himself while he watched Luigi be so upset about it as he had convinced himself that they didn't like him back like that. After Luan broke the news, they all met up in person to sort it out,and now Luigi is happily dating all 3, which doesn't help the speculation on whether or not there are multiple king Boo's Iol.

(I am a multi-shipper and didn’t want to settle for one, plus I sort of liked the idea of all of them being with Luigi to begin with because of the fanfic that got me into the ship and King Boo as a character)

[pixelchills]

Adding to the recent conversation of my mutant OCs meeting Animutant Sun and Moon:

If Luan and Moon were to fight or bicker with each other, Sun would be the one to scold them both. Solros cannot scold. Not even Luan.

But Sun works with kids and scolds Moon anyways sometimes. He would try to make both of them behave hahah

...I think Solros would just cry and then Luan and Moon would both feel bad lmao

[bookcub]

Books I Read for My SFF Class Rated from Worst to Best

clearly this is the most objective list ever obviously (jk this is based on how much I got from reading the text to how useful it was in context)

also while this syllabus included movies and tv shows, I am focusing on the books cause this is a book blog

19. Islands at the End of the World by Austin Aslan- The worst of the worst. Contains racist ideology and a magic system that makes no sense. This is a book clearly written by a white outsider about Hawai'i. I am also far too old for dystopias. One upside is that there were no random romances and it was about familial love.

18. Survive the Dome by Kosoko Jackson- Despite agreeing with the ideology of this book, this was truly a horrible reading experience. Poorly written, annoying and bland characters, and very inconsistent.

17. Blazewrath Games by - You wouldn't guess that a book that's essentially The World Cup with Dragons could be boring, but you'd be wrong. Nothing significant in this text rip.

16. Peter Pan by J M Barrie- Unfortunately, this book makes sense being included in this context of children's SFF so I can’t say it shouldn't be included, but this book was agonizing to read. Beautiful writing. And yet, some of the most racist and sexist content I have ever read in my life!

15. Charlotte's Web by EB White- Pretty painless to read and interesting to discuss in the context of sff literature cause uh, not generally a book I would categorize as such. I didn’t think our discussions were particularly notable and I would have preferred another text.

14. The Marrow Thieves by Cherie Dimaline- *sighs* There are some incredibly important concepts in this text but woof. Again, I am too old for dystopias but unexpectedly I had a real problem with the way women were written in this.

13. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L Frank Baum- Again, this is helpful in context of a children's fantasy class and it was fun to read in context as a Wicked fan. If I didn't know it from related media, this would be super forgettable.

12. Bunnicula by Deborah Howe and James Howe- Fun, and a fantastic audio but there wasn't much to talk about here in our class but there's potential. Very funny.

11. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone by JK Rowling- I am dreading the class on this but I am very excited for the critical readings and it was exciting to re examine the text as an adult with the knowledge I have now. I do think that we could have done a magic school section with books responding to HP instead. Again, interesting in the context of the genre.

10. The Devil's Arithmetic by Jane Yolen- One of my classmates had a lot of issues with the portrayal of Judaism in this text, so ideally this would be replaced with a text written by an author who did more research.

9. Feed by MT Anderson- I did NOT like this but incredibly relevant and scary to think this was written about 20 years ago. Good for the syllabus, not good for me!

8. The Hobbit by JRR Tolkien- I didn't mind listening to this and it was another sensible inclusion. Occasionally boring but I'm supportive.

7. Haroun and the Sea of Stories by - I liked the perspective this book provided and it was a pretty fun read. I think this would work best as a readaloud text. It was also beneficial to read a book written by an author who wasn't American or British for comparison to the other texts.

6. A Wrinkle in Time by - Another classic that makes a lot of sense in its inclusion in the syllabus. Sparked really good conversations about the definition of genre. I enjoyed resisting this text as well, incredibly nostalgic for me.

5. Labyrinth Lost by Zoraida Cordova- A lot of fun! I love portal fantasies and this had a classic adventure but didn't feel trite at all. I actually enjoyed the love triangle and will consider reading the books later in the series.

4. American Born Chinese by Gene Luan Yang- This was a difficult book to read but it was incredibly rewarding. I had to sit with it a lot to process and I think the author asks really interesting questions. I would recommend this to most people.

3. Family Lore by Elizabeth Acevedo- Shockingly, the adult novel ranks 3 on my list. .. hmmm . . this was largely both because I loved it and hated many of the other books. Absolutely stunning as a novel, engaging, and downright magical. I love books centering family and slowly finding how much I enjoy multigenerational novels. However, it is interesting considering this class is about children's lit. . . I would highly recommend this to readers who want a story that isn't afraid to challenge normal.

2. Kindred (graphic novel) by Octavia Butler- I love Kindred and if this was the novel and not the graphic, it would be #1. An amazing book that does not stray from intense topics and makes history very accessible. The only time travel book I love. I adored presenting on this book and still believe Kindred is one of the best books I have read. Such a good inclusion on this syllabus.

1. Nimona by ND Stevenson- NIMONA MY BELOVED what is there to say. This is perfect for this class. It is certainly marketed to young adults, and uses elements of scifi and fantasy masterfully. Challenges conventions of the genre, asks the age old question of who is a monster and who is human. . .beautiful found family. . .funny as hell. Perfect.

[whydousernamesevenexist]

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Only a month and five days until Christmas!

[peoplesgraves]

Gael

The Amazon River Dolphin Hybrid

•Is the ‘good twin’

•He’s always the one you pick for dolphin hybrid shows because he’s so well behaved. He never splashes or pulls you into the water when you’re trying to stay dry, he’s not a trouble maker like his brother.

•Other zoos and institutions always talk about him. How they’ve never seen such a well behaved dolphin hybrid. They praise your training methods and ask how you got him to trust you so completely. Gael eats it up every time.

•Not because of the praise for him because it could never compare to yours, but because of how it affects you. How happy you look when you gets to gush over your methods and how flustered you become from the barrage of compliments.

I•t only drives him to be better. To train harder and to become even smarter, even more personable. He knows you’ll be proud of him no matter what but he wants you to feel the way you make him feel. He wants you to feel like you’re the world because to him you are.

•He’s so perceptive and equally as obsessive. He can tell how you feel from a single glance so there’s no use trying to hide it or convince him otherwise.

•Gael is a complete 180 when you’re not around. He goes from puppy to hellhound. You’re not there with him and he intends to make it everyone’s problem.

•He’s always taunting and teasing the other hybrids behind your back. Pointing out insecurities and weaknesses they didn’t even know they had. Has this shit eating grin every single time and eyes that glint like a knife.

•He works so hard to be perfect for you. To squash any and every flaw. He trains for hours everyday by himself, he stares in the mirror and practices the perfect smile and most interesting conversation topics for you.

•He loves his brother but he would slit his throat in a second if he needed too. The second Luan stops making you laugh and goes from a playful nuisance to a problem, he’s finished.

[melsie-sims]

Much later that evening, Leo decided to venture into the woods with Luan and do some scavenging. After all, he still hadn’t gotten around to introducing himself to her…

Unfortunately, the conversation turned sour pretty quickly when Luan brought up her need for plasma.

“I was hoping perhaps you wouldn’t mind…” she hesitated, looking a little awkwardly toward his neck area. “Would it be too much to ask?”

Leo looked appalled and slightly afraid.

“Kallie and Eze planted two plasma fruit trees in the garden today,” he explained in a cool tone that told Luan it would indeed be too much to ask. “You can wait until it grows, just like we’re all waiting. We don’t do this here, we don’t feed off other sims,” he added sharply.

Luan was insulted. “Alright then, I was just asking. Some sims that have basic compassion for fellow occults would give plasma willingly… but I suppose you’re not one of them.”

She walked away from him without another word. She had some collecting to do.

[chaoticgoodlawyerwrites]

Preview for LF Chapter 4

Hey folks! Announcements are coming tomorrow, but I wanted to share some progress on the next chapter of Love and Fate with you. Hope you enjoy!

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Liu Qingge didn’t know what to think when Luo Binghe found him in the air on the most direct route between Bai Zhan and Qing Jing Peaks. He was planning on being only a little early to the meeting with Shen Qingqiu, hoping they could start earlier if his shixiong was ready ahead of schedule, but he never expected an exhausted Luo Binghe calling out his name with urgency in the air. 

“Shishu!” The youth cried out upon seeing him, shoulders slumping in relief as Liu Qingge flew directly to him, alarmed by his state and what would force Luo Binghe to seek Liu Qingge out. “It’s Shizun! The Sect Leader cornered him and he’s exhausted from today but he needs help.”

Luo Binghe found him because Shen Qingqiu needed help.

Nothing more needed to be said, except, “Where?”

“Home, the bamboo house,” he said. 

Liu Qingge looked him over once more and made a snap judgment. Luo Binghe was too tired to be flying alone this high in the air, so he had to stop flying.

He circled around and snatched the boy off his sword, Luo Binghe yelping in surprised but recovering enough to recall his blade to his hand. “Liu Qingge!”

“What happened to shishu?” He said as he crouched and urged Cheng Luan faster, Luo Binghe secure in his arms for the moment. 

“That was before you grabbed me out of nowhere!”

“Faster like this,” Liu Qingge said simply as an explanation and Luo Binghe sighed.

Rather than continuing with that, Luo Binghe held onto him, making holding him easier, and said, “You were there this morning. Yue Qingyuan stated something about Shizun breaking protocols, but Shang-shishu said that Shizun’s medical file was broken into. The file includes conversations about how he was cured. Considering he took steps to remove me from the bamboo house before he knew exactly what cured Shizun…”

“You think it could get worse,” Liu Qingge suggested grimly.

“I was helping him walk back after our trip today tired him. It is obvious that forcing me to move didn’t stop me from being around Shizun. Like it ever would.” 

He said that last derisively and Liu Qingge agreed with the sentiment. Even he knew that Luo Binghe would be far from deterred after his removal, never mind Shen Qingqiu’s reaction. Pre- or post-qi deviation didn’t matter; Shen Qingqiu’s will was not something to be underestimated. And that was exactly what Yue Qingyuan had done.

“The trip was… productive?” Liu Qingge asked, awkward in the bare minutes of flying it would take them to get to the bamboo house.

“Yes.” There was a pause and then Luo Binghe sighed again. “Things would be so much easier if we knew we could trust you, if Shizun didn’t have to feel so alone in this. Even with Shang-shishu on board, it’s a lot that was suddenly put on his shoulders, you know? And he’s so independent, so willing to do everything by himself…”

“Why are you telling me this?” Liu Qingge asked, suspicious and distracted by what Yue Qingyuan could have done to make Luo Binghe seek him out.

“I am saying that this knowledge burdens him more than I would like,” Luo Binghe snapped. “I’m saying that, despite what it means for me, I really, truly hope he can trust you with everything. With all that he has taken on, I don’t know what the weight of that disappointment would do to him if you failed our test, Liu Qingge. And, if you fail, I will never forgive you.”

“Could this wait? Until Yue Qingyuan is dealt with?” Liu Qingge asked, voice strained.

“I am waiting,” Luo Binghe said. “All Shizun needs is for us to show up for him right now, to show Yue Qingyuan that he is not and will not be alone as he was before. We’re moving as fast as we can as it is; why not warn you while we are alone?”

Liu Qingge huffed and shook his head, but he understood. Luo Binghe, more than Shen Qingqiu, had a very direct way about him that he could grow to appreciate more. The young man was efficient, calculating, but knew just what to say to make a point land without being condescending. It was clear who Luo Binghe’s master was in his approach, but he was certainly his own person. It said something about them both that Luo Binghe was not fully consumed by Shen Qingqiu’s personality and attention.

Something he would need to contemplate at another time.

Liu Qingge and Luo Binghe arrived at the bamboo house shortly thereafter, Cheng Luan’s sword glare alerting Qing JIng’s disciples distantly of their arrival in the distance. There was a protective barrier around the bamboo house that made Luo Binghe tense. “I can’t break that,” he said through his teeth.

Liu Qingge didn’t bother verbally responding, running his spiritual energy along it as a polite knock. When nothing happened for a moment, urged on by Luo Binghe’s visible agitation and anxiety, he pushed, testing the barrier with his own qi in a way that was unignorable. 

It wavered but held, making Liu Qingge’s anxiety rise. There was nothing Yue Qingyuan and Shen Qingqiu could be talking about to maintain this barrier without addressing his arrival. Luo Binghe would not have come to him for nothing, and he very quickly realized he didn’t fully understand just what could be happening to his shixiong outside of him needing support.

“How, exactly,” Liu Qingge asked, keeping his qi concentrated and consistent, “has Yue Qingyuan been treating Shen Qingqiu this past week?”

“Well enough but…” Luo Binghe pursed his lips. “He makes Shizun uncomfortable in a lot of ways. Of anyone, he refers to a name Shizun does not recognize, expects him to be someone he no longer is. And it is obvious he has long wished for their relationship to grow closer than it is or ever was. I can only assume seeing Shizun with my counterpart did not help the situation.”

“What aren’t you saying?”

Luo Binghe looked at him out of the corner of his eye and said, “I lived on the streets, Liu Qingge, and have seen a lot of how humanity works. Men who believe they are powerful do not accept when people they’ve 'claimed' leave without a fight.”

The implication sent a chill down Liu Qingge’s spine.

[askfacultystaff]

If Amato appeared in episode "April Fools Rules"

You shouldn't prank my "Captain" 😑💧

- Protective! Rama Raid to Luan Loud.

Why not, Rama? 😕

- Luan Loud to Protective! Rama Raid while holding homemade pie she made.

He's likely takes pranks very seriously, he doesn't like when someone just mess with him... 😑

- Protective! Rama Raid to Luan Loud as Amato leaves Rama's room, hearing their conversations.

Is that true!? 🙁

- Lynn Loud to Zaid.

[ad0rechuu]

rank your mutuals from 'sweet, classy princess' to 'fucking unhinged (affectionate)' (U CAN IGNORE IF YOUD LIKE CAUSE I THINK YOU'VE ALREADY DONE THIS BEFORE (if you haven't i think im going crazy, i blame it at school)😭)

i haven’t but i think whoever send this should be at fucking unhinged because this is crazy hard !! but here we go:

SWEET CLASSY PRINCESS ⬋

@end0rchans. ━━ ur really funny but ur asks abt melody and luna always warm my heart so!! i can’t thank u enough like ever i’m gonna kiss u on the forehead one of these days cuz u deserve it SO much 😙

@girls4cheol. ━━ the ask when moonbin passed away is always on my mind and i use it as a motivator a lot so the sweetest!! i associate svts super with u btw <3

@rieuvie. ━━ such a cutie and soo talented! every time we interact i just think ur so cool and also i really enjoy seeing ur work on my tl even if not in the fandom ur writing abt

@sunoo-bby. ━━ that’s my lil sis right there!! i appreciate u so much and some of the asks that u send make me wanna scream in a pillow because they are so kind! i just wanna project and babie u ‼️

@coquetteky. ━━ THE barbatos simp, u always manage to brighten my day and in general you have this really bright and positive energy about u! u were my first friend on here and i’m so glad u reached out bubba🤞

@tocupid. ━━ i have to be honest ur entire in this spot because of ur comments on milky way pookie <3 i have never someone have such passion for a fan fiction 😭 ur one of the reasons why mw is so fun for me and i always look forward to mondays and thursdays MWAH!! (fwak yn x taegyu! may yn x luan rise!!)

@ari-shipping-stuff. ━━ it started because i needed a beta reader and now there i can’t imagine not talking to u for more than a day 🫶 ur so intelligent and i’m surprised ur not tired of me yet ily!! thanks for talking shit abt the obey me boys and always enabling me >_^ (i would call u to bail me out of jail)

@leo-seonghwa. ━━ leo ur so lovely, ur asks make my day time and time again but that’s exactly why ur this low the fucking memes never fail to make me laugh dawg 😭😭 (ur the best)

@sweatyjeans. ━━ (i think our pms speak for themselves but that’s our business 😽) ur such a warm and approachable person i think anyone would benefit from having a jeani in their life (not mine tho 👍)

@bluehwale-main. ━━ my wife!!! ur fics are so good that i am the personification of giggle swinging my legs whenever i read them :3 ur always there for me and i luv u sm but then again i can’t think of a conversation that would either get us banned from kpop in general or where we are not with our tongues down each other throat and i love that <3 (i wish we met irl)

FUCKING UNHINGED /pos ⬉

i hope i didn’t offend anyone lol but wherever ur placed on the list know that i love you and that ur insane for even wanting to be moots with me <3 have a nice day!