#i forgot to save lol

[sakuraalexis]

Si je t'enchaine à moi, tu aimeras tes chaînes,

Je m'accrocherais à toi comme le lierre à un chêne.

So a few months ago I got back into drawing the best bajifuyu art I ever did and just forgot to save the file. All I got left is this low resolution screenchot of the sketch lol.

Also it was supposed to be a parralel to the musical Starmania.

[sunderwight]

Trans man Binghe is actually pretty funny to contemplate sometimes, because:

-That's probably a headcanon that Airplane entered into his personal notes but did not include in the actual novel.

-50/50 chance Airplane even remembers he had that idea.

-Bingge probably got magical bottom surgery off-camera and the reason his dick is so hugelarge is because he got to pick sizes when he was like sixteen and he shot for the moon.

-If Shen Jiu had known he possibly would have been less of a jackass to the kid. Opposite of what Binghe had any reason to expect though so dramatic irony there.

-Bingmei might not decide to get magical bottom surgery, actually.

-Shen Yuan has no idea.

-They'd be midway through the Maigu Ridge Terrible Sex-to-Save-the-World debacle before Shen Yuan finds out.

-Shen Yuan being Shen Yuan, he's absolutely going to think he did something wrong and accidentally made Binghe's dick and balls fall off somehow.

[dietmimo]

Plant boi be planting. 🌱

[bytedykes]

[ID: Pencil sketch of Yue Qingyuan from Scum Villain. He holds a large pretzel with one hand, a bite taken out of it. He's chewing, enjoying the pretzel. /end ID]

ive been wanting to draw yqy eating a pretzel for a while and finally got around to it yay

[lesbianmaxevans]

daniel molloy, my new bestie

[simplyghosting]

WHER IS THE LITTLE CAT SELLING ORANGES WHILE WEARING A LITTLE STRAW HAT MY REFERENCE PHOTO WHERE ARE YOUUUUUUUUUUU

[neishroom]

harvestfest feels a bit different this year

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[xxri]

blue and penguin character collection

[sacredfire44]

Kinda wanna read/write a post-canon Bingqiu fic set years later, where during some routine, silly wife plot, Binghe somehow finds out that the soul attached to his husband’s body is not, in fact, the original soul.

Like any person, his first assumption isn’t that his husband had replaced the original SQQ. It’s that an imposter has replaced his husband.

A skilled imposter. One who knows all of his husband’s little quirks, who slipped under even Binghe’s watchful eye.

Binghe takes care to not indicate that he’s noticed. His blood parasites confirm this is still his husband’s body, and he refuses to scare them into running before he can get the imposter out.

Binghe spends weeks researching and practicing, until he’s finally certain he can tear the imposter’s soul apart without hurting his husband. Praying, desperately, that it’s a powerful possession instead of a replacement. Praying his husband is still alive in there.

Finally, he slips into the imposter’s dreamscape, clinging to threads and forcing his way as close to the soul as possible, for the surface-level dreams show him in SQQ’s body. Inside, he finds a small man, with big eyes and stick-thin arms, features far too similar to his Shizun. A cheap, pathetic mockery of Shen Qingqiu, he makes sure to tell them.

They are weak outside of Shen qingqiu’s powerful body. It is all too easy to restrain them, to rage and revile them for their crimes, to question what they’ve done, to tear them apart, limb from limb-

“How long?,”He’d snarled, furious, claws digging into the pathetic parasite’s left arm, yanking it just far enough for the strain to burn.

“Years,”The imposter says, eyes wide and wet. Crying.

Years. Years with his husband that this imposter has taken, has stolen from them. Nights spent entangled, lazy mornings spent curled into each other’s embrace, soft evenings spent watching the sunset.

Binghe yanks the arm the rest of the way out, relishing in the way the parasite screams. It will know pain for what it’s taken from him, for what it’s taken from his Shizun.

XXXX

At first, Shen Qingqiu, formerly Shen Yuan, didn’t know what was happening. He’d thought of himself as Shen Qingqiu for years now, so waking up in his original body had been confusing and disorienting.

When Binghe appeared as well, he knew immediately it was a nightmare. It couldn’t be anything but that. Binghe, his Binghe as he was now, would never look at him like this, like he was the dirt on the bottom of his shoe, the scum of the earth.

It was rare to have nightmares nowadays. Binghe was always watching his dreams too closely to let something like that slip by. But the last few weeks, he’d been absorbed in his newest little pet project, exhausted and stressed by whatever it was he refused to talk about. Shen Qingqiu didn’t blame him for having one night of sleep without constant vigilance.

“So the imposter shows himself,”Dream-Binghe said, and ah, what an odd thing to dream up! Shen Qingqiu was just as good as the original goods, and he knew it! There was no way at all he had such insecurities, and certainly not any strong enough to appear as dreams! If he’d had such dreams before, that was simply a coincidence, a trick of the mind repeating the scenario it’d already created to avoid making a new one.

But Binghe doesn’t rant and rave at him for lying, doesn’t call out his betrayal. Instead, his eyes hard and cold, his claws tight where they dig into his wrists, he questions him.

Why?

I don’t know, Shen Qingqiu has to answer. I woke up in this body.

Where is he?

I don’t know, he answers again.

How long?

Here, Shen Qingqiu bites down a cry of pain as his left arm his yanked painfully out, a loud pop as it tugs out of his socket. The pain is real, he realizes deliriously. It’s real the way the Punishment Protocol had been. The thought makes ice pool in his chest.

What had he done to deserve a punishment from the System?

The hand tightens, the bones in his wrist creaking ominously at the strength of the hold.

The look in Binghe’s eyes hurts far more, though. Shen Qingqiu doesn’t even notice the tears in his eyes until they’re spilling over, until his voice comes out as a broken warble.

“Years,”He whispers at last, aware he’s hammering the final nail into his coffin.

It’s only as his arm is yanked away, as muscle and sinew tears with a sickening squelch, that it occurs to him. The punishment protocol had worked by sharing his dreamscape with the original Bingge. It hadn’t summoned nightmares out of no where.

This wasn’t Bingge. He’d known it on sight. Had recognized it in the curlier hair, the taller build.

This wasn’t Bingge. This was his husband.

And this wasn’t a dream.

XXX

Binghe watches as the pathetic worm scrambles away from him, gasping and hiccuping through his tears. His remaining arm shakes against the jagged edge of his stump, trying to stem the flow of blood. It won’t do a damn thing. This is a dream world, and that form is just a representation of his soul.

“I’m sorry,”It begs, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Binghe forgive me- “

“Do not call me that,” He hisses. This parasite had squirmed its way in, had settled in and gotten comfortable in its place as his husband, but that spot would only ever belong to his Shizun, his rightful Shizun. Everything else… everything else had been a lie!

“No!,”The imposter gasped. Had Binghe spoken out loud? “No, it wasn’t! I really- I really tried to be honest, I- I-“

It gulped, face pale and wan, tears spilling over its cheeks. Its voice dropped to a whimper.

“I loved you. I thought you loved me too.”

Luo Binghe let out a harsh laugh. So that was the plan? Replace his husband and try and make him grow attached? Try to squirm into his heart, when it was already spoken for?

“I could never love a pathetic fake!,”He snarled. “I’ve been planning your death from the moment I learned!”

The imposter sucked in a sharp breath. They stopped scrambling away, simply sitting before him, shaking and curled into themselves.

It didn’t try to run again as he stepped forward. Not even as he grabbed its leg and tore it from its body. It screamed, and thrashed, but made no effort to pull itself away again.

Instead, the insolent wretch began muttering under his breath, a plea and a prayer in one. Begging for forgiveness, for the dream to end, for Binghe to wake him up. Pathetic. Had the imposter really fallen in love with him over the course of its tenure?

He dug his claws into the stump at its shoulder to stop it. The muttering broke into muffled cries, biting their lip as they struggled to hold them back. A habit he recognized from his husband. Disgusting, he thought, holding to the illusion for pity until the very last second.

“You’re just a cowardly weakling, leeching off of Shen Qingqiu. You fell in love with me? Then know this in your heart.”

Binghe dug his fingers in harder, harder, until his claws scrapped against the shattered bone of the socket and dug in. The parasite’s eyes nearly rolled back into its head as it jerked. Binghe lifted it off the ground by the bone, then held still until the worm caught its breath.

“I could never love the man before me. I would never have even looked at you twice had I known.”

Binghe expands his awareness to the dream world around him. From a greater distance, the soul of the imposter is more like a small flickering flame, a little glow between his hands, than a man.

It takes almost no effort at all, to close his fist around it and smother the flame.

XXX

Binghe wakes up in the morning, ecstatic to finally be done with this journey and desperate for love from his husband who he’s apparently not seen in years.

Shen Qingqiu doesn’t wake up with him.

Shen Qingqiu doesn’t wake up at all.

XXX

Anyway now that I’ve officially written a short version of it I want y’all to know that Shang Qinghua would be the one to tell him, after rushing over when he gets an alert that the account of User 002 was deactivated.

Binghe gets to metaphorically self-destruct, realizing everything he said and did was to his own husband and not an assumed imposter. The world shapes itself to Binghe’s wishes, and he still has access to the holy mausoleum, so he manages to bring back Shen Qingqiu. I debated having him bring back Shen Jiu instead but I love the protagonist of any book I read, and that includes Shen Yuan, so instead he brings back his husband whose heartbroken and runs off, with a new level of instinctive terror to go along with it. Binghe really does try to give him room, but that does neither of them good because Binghe drowns in his guilt and the confirmation of his husband’s fear, and Shen Yuan drowns in his heartbreak and confirmation of his husband’s rejection.

The happy ending comes after a slowburn of binghe groveling and breaking himself down(a la Lost and Found in Limitless Clarity) with a side of both being left with new insecurities to add to the existing ones post-canon.

(And if Binghe now dreams of the delicate flicker of a soul between his hands, now jolts awake to the reminder of how small it was, how easy to smother, well-

-it’s the least he deserves, isn’t it?)

[delicatepointofview]

LOUIS TOMLINSON Victorious Festival (August 23rd, 2024)

[chosqrd]

had to cunt it up for an art market im abt to sell this gay shit in !!

[1000dactyls]

a random assortment of httyd drawings i’ve collected in the past couple of weeks…. B) maggotfig is my httyd oc who is a very good viking boy who dreams of not very viking appropriate things, like what the best kenning for a zippleback’s teeth might be. his right eye is covered because it causes him a lot of pain and is hyper-sensitive when exposed to light, leading to a lot of migraines. it’s a good thing gormworm (or “gormy”) guards his blindspot…

[fagbearentertainment]

Had a lotta fun drawing this one :3

+ a version without the shadow overlay bc idk which one looks better

[dumbfucksystem]

imagine if the shen family was actually a part of the mafia. and shen yuan just never knew.

like his Family is rich and they are all super close. he’s even in contact with some of his distant relatives pretty often, which is kinda cool for him, he’s sure that this isn’t the case for most families so he considers himself lucky to know the extent of his family tree. sure, some of them seem to have lost a marble or two but what family doesn’t have a couple oddballs in their midst, you know?

and its not just sy’s comical obliviousness that contributes to this. his family is well aware that sy is not suited for this life style- especially his siblings. they grew up watching him get himself into all sorts of weird situations and putting himself at a disadvantage simply because he’s too nice. he can try and deny it all he wants (just like how he denies he’s gay- c’mon sy everyone can tell you are not straight) but his sense of justice would only burden him if he were to work for the Family. not to mention his sense of self preservation is absolute shit and they don’t want to have to babysit him his whole life- and he probably doesn’t want that either!

so they send him off to college, help him find an apartment, and basically do everything they can to help him start off on his own, away from the Family. his siblings had to do a whole lot of convincing to let this happen btw- this kind of thing usually isn’t allowed, but sy doesn’t know anything that could be used against the Family, so they make an exception in his case. better for them to not have a deadweight sticking around either is what they say but they all dote on him anyways and refuse to admit they care about him. sy definitely picked up this line of reasoning from them btw.

shen yuan is a little upset and confused that his Family seems eager to send him off (it’s not like they can’t afford for him to live with them after all- both of his older brothers still live in the Family’s massive house and even his aunts and uncles are living there??). he manages to recover quickly though. at least now he can read his web novels in piece without prompting any dick jokes (his cousins had a field day when they found his account with all of his pidw comments…). now he just needs to figure out how to live by himself.

it’s not that sy is incapable of taking care of himself- it’s just that he’s so used to having other people with him that he never understood how much they were doing for him until they were no longer around. but that’s fine, living on your own is just another learning curve and sy is willing to rise up to the challenge. which he did, by the way! he found a job and pays his taxes and even though that isn’t much he still gives himself a mental pat on the back for it. he is still in contact with his siblings, he never misses an update for pidw which he totally doesn’t get excited for and his life is going great.

……until he accidentally eats some expired food and dies.

[annamationsart]

archivist in the city… where will he go…

[pebbles-scatter]

ok. biting the bullet. doing a roger doofenshmirtz "analysis" (visions that come to me in my dreams) bc like 3 ppl liked the idea. i should preface and say this is a kids show so my "analysis" is literally me turning breadcrumbs into a cake. it's more about how i immediately read into these things during my watch. if you dont like it, don't tell me, i'll cry.

i'll start with one statement that describes roger to me: i believe he is a person that lacks the ability to form deep, long-lasting relationships and can only use his charm and skills (something he developed so to stay on the good side of his mother) to make people who don't truly know him like him. no matter how well-meaning he may or may not be, he is self-centered and self-serving in many of his actions.

his characterization is too inconsistent to say if he's well-meaning but a bit clueless in his relationship w Heinz or more malicious. i try to find a nice middle ground here but full disclosure i am more fond of him being well-meaning that still looks down on Heinz a bit. (i find this more compelling than the comically evilness of how Heinz's parents treat him.)

i am of the opinion that being the golden child of the Doofenshmirtz family can only bring you so far- they're terrible parents all around and i highly doubt Roger got out of there unscathed. Also- and this is important to say- golden children are abuse victims too. (also, like all things in psychology, these terms are messy at best and inaccurate at worst. while the SG/GC dynamic w/ Roger & Heinz is more stereotypical, it's important to note these things can not be so succinctly summed up in a simple label.) (also i'm coming at this from an outsider pov- my family is messed up in different ways.)

i will be using their parents as vehicles to examine roger

i feel like my best jumping off point will be their mother: Mama Doofenshmirtz.

i think, besides failing Heinz as a mother, i do not think she has helped Roger succeed in life. y'know. a key part of being a parent.

my answer to "Wdym" is this: Roger, to me, has no close, intimate ties. I don't think him not having a wife and child are very good examples- not everyone wants those things- but how we see him interact with people throughout the show is where i think the best example lies. All his relationships are surface level- the only person we see him with multiple times is his secretary, and i hope i don't have to explain why that's sad. he's popular and attractice and blah blah blah but like??? he's never around...friends. or anyone. you'd think with how Successful he is you'd think he'd be surrounded by more people that sycophants and employees.

[you're about to witness me trying my best not to project my own experience with emotional incest on Roger] i do not think Roger & Mama Doofenshmirtz is healthy because of this. coddling your child and allowing him to get away with shit (writing his name on everything) is not how you develop your child into a healthy adult.

also, similarly to seeing domestic abuse between parents, i think seeing your sibling being horrifically abused will FUCK YOU UP. and i wonder how much of Roger's perfectionism is him trying to ensure he does not end up like Heinz in his mothers eyes. Not to say I don't think Roger loves his mother- but I wonder how much of that love is born out of fear? If you were Roger, wouldn't you do anything to not be literally made HOMELESS in another country before 18?

Also, I think how Roger views Heinz is through his relationship with their mother- if Heinz would just shape up, this wouldn't be happening to him. He doesn't understand that their mother is and has been awful to Heinz for their WHOLE LIVES (or refuses to understand, because to understand is to acknowledge a lot of negative shit about his own childhood and that their mother may not be a good person)

onto the other parent: Papa Doofenshmirtz.

I am of the FIRM, UNSHAKEABLE belief that Only Son was Post-Roger's birth. That is important for this analysis!

Anyways, something I noticed is that when it comes to Roger and their parents Roger is never called their father's favorite. It's always their mother. Part of me wonders if this is more indicative of the writers' view on parental relationships and mothers (even though they do seem to value father-son relationships?), but this isn't a English essay or NYT opinion piece so let's push that aside for a moment.

Roger's relationship with their mother seems to be the thing (along with her abuse of Heinz, but I feel as though that goes without saying) that drives the biggest wedge between them. And I will get to that. But there's never any mention of Roger and Papa Doofenshmirtz's relationship- there is one moment where we see him praise Roger! But he seems to be absent for the most part, only being a cruel, hostile father figure in Heinz's stories.

This has led me to believe that I do not think Papa Doofenshmirtz likes either of his children- at least, not as children. Based on how he acts in Father's Day, his interaction with Heinz is almost friendly. Polite. But more like how you would treat an acquaintance, not your son.

he praises Roger, yes, but once he realizes the gift Heinz was trying to give him, he DOES appreciate it. THIS IS NOT AN EXCUSE FOR WHO HE IS. this is more to show that i think his relationship with his children change as they come of age. he does not like them as children but as adults, he thinks they are easier to get along with. this isn't just me speaking out my ass- it's not uncommon for abusive parents to do this. it's harder to wield your power over someone who is no longer dependent on you.

just straight up HC time: i think Mama Doofenshmirtz shielded Roger away from the worst of Papa Doofenshmirtz's abuse and ire. obviously, having to do this in the first place is fucked up compounded with the fact she only does this for one child.

maybe i'll add on more, but for now, i need to do my hw. ok. goodbye.