#it just started flowing
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
listening to down bad on the tortured poets department made me think of these pictures of quintin. My thoughts are below. Kinda turned into a blurb. Oops.
Quinn looks like heâs gone through a fight with his lover pre-game. A fight that ultimately led to her leaving saying she couldnât do it anymore and heâs hurting bad. And when petey asked him what was wrong in the locker room quinn just told him the only thing he was repeating in his head âfuck it if I canât have us. fuck it if I canât have herâ
Petey and the other guys had no words, never seeing their captain like this. Not even when the fight broke out at practice that one time. It wasnât until they were all on the ice that it really sunk in just how bad he truly was. Quinn looking caught on the big screen looking frustrated, hurt, as if he was no longer the level headed player of the team.
That is until out of habit he scanned the upper boxes where all the WAGs sit and he sees her. At first he thinks itâs his imagination. He closed his eyes and looks again and sure enough sheâs there, against the glass of the box holding a sign saying âhuggy, Iâm sorry, talk after?â The camera man notices Quinnâs softening demeanor and quickly pans to him to hopefully catch his soft gaze on the screen. He does right as the lights start to dim. Itâs almost like itâs just for the two of them. It wouldnât have mattered if he was on the screen or not. She would have seen him either way. It was like they were the only two in the arena. He gives her a quick nod yes before skating to the bench.
All of the boys relax seeing their captain skate back in a different mood and start talking plays. âGood to have you back Q.â Brock says giving him a slap on the shoulder. âNow get out there and kick ass.â
#qh43#quinn hughes#quinnylouhughesx43#down bad#quinn hughes fic#quinn hughes blurb#quinn hughes gif#quinn hughes pictures#hockey#quinn hughes x reader#blurb#nhl#nhl hockey#cay writes#it just started flowing#down bad for this man#hes so pretty#pookie#quintin hughes
111 notes
·
View notes
Text
These two will be the death of me
#I started doodling with just pens and itâs improving my flow so much already#which means I can clean these up faster and hopeful post more#life is strange#lis#pricefield#chloe price#max caulfield#my art#sketch#procreate
3K notes
·
View notes
Text
One of the things missing in Veilguard is any sort of meaningful power struggle. By keeping to the poorer parts of the city-settings, we don't really deal with corrupt or powerful nobles. By defanging the Crows, an organization who famously has lethal squabbles between factions, they turned them into some weird, benevolent family organization. Even the assassin trying to make "evil" power plays doesn't actually manage to kill any of his targets, and his ruthless relatives? Also don't kill him in revenge. In the end, the status quo is maintained. Nothing has changed.
In Tevinter, we have the Threads, an organized crime unit who we know runs "protection" rackets on the locals and is involved in some kind of smuggling (it's Tevinter--so presumably this would involve slavery and dangerous artifacts, but it's Veilguard, so I guess not). Instead of them beefing with the Shadow Dragons, who presumably ruin some of their deals with their pesky "freeing the slaves" thing, and instead of their main issue being with any sort of law enforcement, something which doesn't exist in Veilguard beyond one singular templar who does all of jack shit the entire game, their main power struggle is with the Venatori, who are evil just to be evil.
And instead of the Veilguard siding with law enforcement or the threads and enlisting their help to, idk, unseat the corrupt head of the templars or otherwise deal with the venatori shit, the threads are highly favored by the storyline, and in the end the only real choice is to make Neve a thread or to make her... idk, the same Neve? The game calls her an "inspiration", but it's not like she's part of any organization, so we can't call her a figurehead. It's just like, see that random citizen right there? She rules. And I don't really see how that increases the power of the rule of law, because even if one good person is working within rule of law to get things done, she's not part of the system, and everyone already know the system is corrupt in Minrathous. Random citizens in fucking Ferelden know the system is corrupt in Minrathous, or they would if they weren't all dead. Neve is now just playing on hard mode to appear righteous, which, good for her, but I'm sorry, won't inspire all that many people who are still paying "protection" money to the local mafia.
(Putting Neve in charge of the Threads is an absolutely whackadoodle decision by the devs that I don't even know how to respond to. She has a single Thread contact. Presumably the Threads have a hierarchy. She has never demonstrated interest in being a smuggler. Being a detective really has no overlap with being a crime boss. Telling a group of criminals that they are all detective's helpers now is sure to go over like a lead balloon. What the fuck was that. Why did that happen.)
Maevaris and Dorian arguing came out of nowhere and lasted a fairly long time, which was interesting, but after the most recent election in the states, Maevaris's position sounds unbearably naive and trite, and this hardly counts as a power struggle as they both say they will support the other depending on what some random outsider thinks should happen. (That is soooo not a basis for a system of government. Why would Maevaris OR Dorian cede their power to Rook, someone they don't know and who doesn't matter)
The power struggle within the Wardens is also very stupid and easily solved. The First Warden is a moron. He dies (kind of). For some reason the extremely hot and competent couple who we first encounter in the middle of nowhere are next in command, so, phew. Problem solved there. A question of what the Wardens will do now that the Blights are over would have been interesting. Do they keep recruiting lest the Blight somehow reoccur and nobody remembers the Warden secrets? Or do they disband? Do they set themselves to seeking a cure and nothing else?
The closest you get to that is deciding what the griffons will do, which, again, why the fuck is Rook deciding that, but also there are 13 of them, in two or three more generations they will be dead unless a lot of mages bone up on genetics real fast.
Who is left? We have Rivain, which is just pointless in this game. I played as a Lord of Fortune, but you could drop that faction and not a single thing changes in the game. Pirates who don't loot valuable artifacts because they are elvhen? Give me a fucking break.
Same for the Mourn Watch. There is pretty much nothing going on in that region. You could excise it from the game and nothing changes in the slightest. There is not a single excuse for them not using the Eluvians to help the Veilguard earlier in the game, given just how little they have going on.
The Veiljumpers are just missed opportunities all over the place. They could have had factions debating whether to join the god of vengeance in fucking up the human civilizations as payback for, you know, everything. They could have had people joining Cyrion in thinking that a Forgotten One might be the best way to face down the gods, given they'd done it before. There could have been a HUGE cultural impact on "what do we do now that we know our gods are evil fuckfaces--what do we keep and what do we throw away," but Veilguard ain't that deep. They could have had knowledge of a super-weapon or some elvhen bullshit that would help the Veilguard fight the gods... but nah.
In DAO, your decisions not only affected the political futures of the various regions, but they decided who would help you and how. Did the dwarves have golems? Did you have templars or mages? That whole wolf thing with the Dalish that I no longer remember that well? And the Dalish deciding to help changed how they were viewed in Ferelden. The mages helping you meant the monarch would treat them favorably. It fucking mattered.
In Veilguard, the only situation remotely close to that is the dragon decision at the beginning, which was one of the fucking dumbest plot points in a video game I have ever played. It was the first thing that made me set my controller down and go... what? What the fuck? The idea that Rook, a nobody, is the only person singularly capable of driving back a dragon in the entire north is laughable. What the fuck was Dorian up to that day? How is Rook more capable than every single Crow? How is it the two companions you sent to the other city were absolutely useless? If Lucanis/Neve + two companions were unable to drive a dragon away, what makes them think Rook would be the deciding factor? What makes them blame Rook when they themselves couldn't fucking do it? Neve in particular was a big part of fucking up that ritual and releasing the gods, so why is Rook taking all the fire for this?
AND WHY IS THEIR RESPONSE TO A BLIGHT TO FIND A SINGLE DRAGON HUNTER? HEY DIPSHITS, THE DRAGON IS HUNTING YOU. YOU DON'T NEED TO WORRY ABOUT THAT PART. YOU NEED AN ARMY.
But Treviso or Minrathous being spared doesn't change the global political situation at all. It would have been really interesting if it did. Tevinter hobbled? How many kingdoms would be salivating to take a bite out of their territory? With the trade princes of Antiva being absolutely fucked over by the Blight, who is taking over that trade? Who is getting rich?
Nobody, I guess, because why would Rook know or care about that, because, as previously mentioned, they are a nobody who doesn't matter and honestly shouldn't be listened to.
The stakes in this game are nothing because the bad guys are all so obviously bad that you know, as a video game player, that you are going to defeat them. Oh, the Antaam are just mindless, faceless brutes fucking up Treviso? Okay, let's kill them. Venatori again? I'm pretty sure they aren't the heroes of this game. There's no power struggle, and in the end all we've done is revert to the status quo, (except i guess Treviso is no longer occupied).
Except for the south. The south is dead. but we didn't have anything to do with that for some reason. Couldn't even be bothered to house some refugees in our safehouse that was built specifically to house refugees. The Inquisitor, who has access to the eluvians, couldn't figure out how to get other people through them or something so... sorry, every single Orlesian, Fereldan, and Marcher.
#veilguard critical#veilguard spoilers#datv spoilers#datv critical#dragon age critical#bioware critical#da critical#da veilguard spoilers#honestly this is just a rant with very little logical flow#I swear I had a point when I started writing but it got away from me#not even the end cards tlel you like#Dorian was a fucking tyrant who caused a revolt and blah blah#not that I remember anyway#no stakes no consequences nothing changes#tepid ass game
584 notes
·
View notes
Text
i think the thing i'm most disappointed about with riordanverse fandom now versus like 2014 is not only has the fandom not gotten any less racist or queerphobic or ableist (in fact in some regards its gotten worse!) but now it's just boring too. like there's no fandom infrastructure anymore - the community these days is almost entirely source material-driven - and you deviate from canon even slightly people get weird about it. whatever happened to the post-HoO fanon boom. the fandom needs to get weirder again. and self-sufficient. and less offensive.
#pjo#riordanverse#deep and weary sigh. we need to bring back the lower ecosystem rings of fandom#prop up some good ol' community spaces especially since a lot of old ones have totally petered out#< mostly referring to stuff like ye olde ship headcanons blogs#heck even doing a quick search for ''pjo headcanons'' the most recent blog was last active in 2017 and the other two in 2013#there's an rp community floating around but im keeping tabs on the riordanverse askblog community and its a bit dire#there's been like what - *one?* maybe two major fandom aus that have floated around recently?#one moreso being one person's au that most people dont actually do much with#and the other more being like a half-hearted general concept that got kicked around for a couple of weeks#i am legitimately tempted to just go wild and start planning out and setting up like a hub for trying to revitalize the community#like the community EXISTS. it's THERE. it ebbs and flows! but now it only really does much when there's new official content#and it rarely exists outside of that#and given we are technically in a fandom boom right now with the show now is like. the perfect opportunity to set up fandom infrastructure#so that new fans have a place to go and integrate with the community and start pumping new life back into things#also i think the fandom becoming more self-sufficient could help with the offensive part since Rick sure isnt helping
184 notes
·
View notes
Text
The tragedy of dabi ending up not like his father but like his mother. Both pushed to their limit by enji and committing acts they cannot take back. Out of the family picture and pushed out of sight by enji. Both having ended up institutionalized/hospitalized never having been unchained from their abuser
#dont mind me just thinking#i don't know i dont know man dabi hurt comfort fics save me. dabi hurt comfort fics. save me dabi hurt comfort fics#damn ive stuck by dabi as a fave character since 2016..#time is a flat circle but it flows through family#what kind of cruel ending is this for him where he ends in a place where his mother was at the start#anyway. um. just thinking#bnha 246 spoilers#bnha spoilers#dabi#touya todoroki#rei todoroki#wired.txt
241 notes
·
View notes
Text
You can't fight the role the Mother had in store for you
#Homestuck#Karkat Vantas#Eridan Ampora#Sollux Captor#Gamzee Makara#Kanaya Maryam#Aradia Megido#Tavros Nitram#Feferi Peixes#Terezi Pyrope#Vriska Serket#Equius Zahhak#Splickedydoodles#I started drawing Karkat last night at like nine PM and then I pretty much blacked out and woke up with these at eight AM#this style is VERY fun and relaxing to work in it turns out it's been a minute since I got in my flow that hard for a piece of art#keeping my shit fast and loose!!! painting all on one layer and going by the Vibes!!!#anyway here's these I might have to queue them to post later tonight too haha#I'm not good enough at delayed gratification to just wait till later when more people are on and I need to go to bed tbh
3K notes
·
View notes
Text
Lesbingyuan au where itâs the normal set up of post extras Bingge dimension traveling into another universe to find his own Shen Yuan. Except the world he arrives in (and is stuck in, canât opt out of this gender journey) is a slightly genderbent one.
(hidden under a read more bc this turned basically into a wonkily grammatically tensed mini-fic)
Our darling Peerless Cucumber is a 20 something self-proclaimed straight girl with untapped soft butch potential, and is currently recovering from the harrowing trauma of the sunk cost fallacy. Sheâs spent a lot of time spending money on, reading, and participating in the online fandom of Proud Immortal Demon Way, and sheâs currently also dealing with the fact that all her hard work in making herself heard to Great Master Airplane was seemingly for nothing. You see, Shen Yuan had the brilliant idea to create an account that appeared to be a perfectly demographically targeted straight male fan of YY novels who could critique Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky as his fellow but also his better and be listened to and receive great accolades from all frequenters of Zhongdian Literature and be validated for her hate of his writing.
âAirplaneâs stupid pen name is a dick joke, I guess I gotta make mine one too⊠Just to, you know, seem legit and like we have common ground.â
What this charade accomplished was very little, but Peerless Cucumber did become very infamous for three things. One, his nitpicking (âItâs hardly nitpicking if it harms the integrity of the whole story1!!â). Two: his Luo Binghe fanboying (âAs a protagonist heâs clearly just a cut above the rest when it comes to soul and wit, the story just rarely ever shows it offâ). And three: his skipping of the steamy scenes (âI highly doubt this near identical scenario that also happened twenty chapters back but with a different wife of the week with this exact same cliffside flower giving off the same aphrodisiac mist to Bingge and new wife below will now suddenly be of any plot consequence for the next arc. It didnât last time either, SKIP!â).
His fervent online activity garnered him the reputation of being an Airplane anti-fan, but also the assumed personality of a submissive simp who hates the easily dominated women that populate Luo Binggeâs harem.Â
âlol thats why he must like mingyan so much. she never let bingge push her down. cucumber-bro must want a girlfriend whoâll chain him up and whip him! hes a pervert just like the rest of us, just a worse type kek.âÂ
Shen Yuan, when looking at such reply comments, gets shiver-inducing flashbacks to when her meimei left her BL comics out for everyone and the Buddha to see. She accidentally witnessed frightening scenes of thin, long-limbed men pushing each other down, tying each other to beds and cracking whips on skin until they shed blood, tears and semen, the shou begging for the gong to stop and the gong never listening.Â
Shen Yuan tries to put such things out of her mind if only to preserve in amber the precious, innocent image of her meimei she knows to be true, but also secondarily to focus on the insulted male pride sheâs supposed to be feeling after being accused of being a wussy submissive deviant in bed. That sort of accusation requires an in-depth 10,000 character response in order to remain in character as a straight male YY novel connoisseur.
Shen Yuan, as Peerless Cucumber but also as her true self, was undoubtedly straight. Staying in character, Peerless Cucumber made sure to extol the beauty of characters like Liu Mingyanâ âSheâs an intelligent and cold beauty and is written with a clear and vivid personality! A true equal for our Bingge on the battlefield and in matters of the heart!â As well as occasionally Ning Yingyingâ âSheâs not the boring choice, you all just donât know the special value a loyal shijie character brings, even if she does lose 99% of her personality to that one singular traitâŠâ
But donât get it twisted! This is a part of her performance! In real life, logged off and touching grass and breathing fresh outdoor air, sheâs your run-of-the-mill average girl who is just a part of the pack.Â
Her goals in life are simply not ambitious, is all. If there was a competition with ten available spots to win, sheâd have no qualms placing tenth and simply feel honored to have participated. If there are ten girls and nine of them bag a good boyfriend, Shen Yuan doesnât mind being the tenth who gets unlucky. Sheâs just kind to her meimeis and jiejies like that! As if sheâd take that away from them! They'd probably been wanted those boyfriends for a long time!Â
Shen Yuan is hardly a sore loser, and she knows the great importance of girl code and female friendship.
So, Shen Yuan being the normal average and totally straight and cisgender girl that she is decides to wallow in her Airplane-induced misery by going to a con, donning her homemade Mobei-jun cosplay. She worked hours of her life learning how to sew just for this project to the point her family thought she was finally thinking about settling down and learning wifely skills.Â
Unfortunately for her ignorant family sheâs actually just investing in a really elaborate excuse to cross dress. Well, itâs not really crossdressing, itâs just cosplay! Cosplay is totally different and not about taking on the gender of a character, but their larger identity! She didnât want to explain this to them, and internally felt afraid and hesitant about it, as if theyâd view her as weird for wanting to do this, so she didnât bother to try at all.
So, Shen Yuan in her 160 centimeter/5 foot 3 inch glory decked out in dark blues and blacks, fur lining the shoulders of her outfit for style points, and wearing a long white wig styled mostly loose but with a few thin braids, chances upon a particularly striking Luo Binghe cosplayer. Not just any Luo Binghe cosplayer, but the best one! Heâs tall, must be over 180cm/6 foot but also svelte and willowy in surprising ways. His hair is long and flows down his back from a ponytail ornamented at the base with a thin metal guan. Parts of his cosplay seem very benign, but others seem meticulously crafted and exquisite in quality, especially that sword at his hip! Just looking at it intimidated her, yikes! Job well done, cosplayer!
This Luo Binghe also had the most beautiful and delicately boned face sheâd ever seen, eyes dark and deep and highly reflective like that of a lake on a dark and starry night. The cosplayerâs voice was also deeply melodic and enchanting.
This cosplayer⊠is also a woman! Shen Yuan nodded to herself internally, yes that must be it! No man looks like this in reality, this is a fellow female sufferer of Proud Immortal Demon Way impersonating a fictional man for similar psychological reasons as her. A surge of female loyalty spawns in Shen Yuanâs chest, and she doesn't even bother resisting the urge to walk over and strike up a conversation with this Luo Binghe.
She spat out her name in quick order and immediately started on the topic of female character writing in the novel. The Luo Binghe cosplayer was looking at her quietly and with a heavy amount of gravity, ink-brush eyebrows sitting elegantly low above her eyes in attentive focus. What a good listener this lady is, Shen Yuan thought. She canât remember when someone last listened to her this closely. She hypocritically chooses to not pay attention to that train of thought any further. âIn a world like Proud Immortal Demon Way,â Shen Yuan began with slight smarm, âwho would choose to be a woman? I certainly wouldnât if I wanted to see the interesting parts of the world that drew me into the story in the first place. A male protagonist can explore it freely, but the female characters are all locked away in either the marriage bedroom or the highly isolated harem palaces. Great Master Airplane clearly didnât eat enough walnuts as a child, he must have some sort of brain deficiency when it comes to writing proper charactersâ âÂ
The tall Luo Binghe cosplayer suddenly spoke up. âChoose?â âHm? Yeah, I mean, in a world like that, thereâs basically no choice, yeah? Gotta serve the narrative and readers and all. But the real world doesnât have a narrative, we only have ourselves and each other to guide us. So we just do what we want, figure it out as we go. Like us two! We wanted to dress up as these male characters from this asinine story and attend this con and we figured out how to do it! Weâre kindred spirits, you and I, weâre zhiyin!â âSo when you leave this con, you will also choose to take this manner of dress off and wear something else?â âObviously. Though, my go-to outfit is just a big t-shirt and sweatpants, or athletic shorts. This kind of thing is the extent of me dressing up.â Shen Yuan didnât notice, but the Luo Binghe cosplayerâs eyes mildly glazed over in irritated confusion at the unfamiliar terms. Nor did she notice the slight expression of planning that developed in that gaze, as if they were imagining a future shopping expedition to find an outfit Shen Yuan would want to dress up in that wasnât a facsimile of Luo Bingheâs right hand man.
âI⊠also want to leave this con and wear something else.â âThe busyness getting to you, huh jiejie? You must have gotten here a lot earlier than I did, you poor thing. I guess this is it, it was nice talking to youââ âI donât have any other clothes with me, and am unable to go back home. Can you help this poor one, jiejie?â âJiejieââ Shen Yuan coughed. âAm I⊠wait you canât go back home? Did your ride ditch you or something, aiyah what a scummy thing to do! I do have extra clothes on me, though I donât think theyâll fit you. But letâs go find out. I guess if I have to take care of you like this, it does make me feel like a jiejie. Your height made me assume you were older than me, haha.â
Shen Yuan laughed, and the Luo Binghe cosplayer rapidly relaxed and took on an easy smile. âAn innocent mistake. Jiejie must often be assumed to be younger than her actual age.â Shen Yuan hummed absent-mindedly. âEh, not really. Iâm only 22, and I think I look it. Itâs you who looks like a jade immortal, uh, meimei.â She stuttered when she realized she hadnât yet caught the other cosplayerâs name, and for some reason it felt weird to just call her Luo Binghe without her also LARPing along as Mobei-jun. Shen Yuan by this point had taken the tall meimeiâs hand, it pale and slender much like the rest of her, and had been pulling her along towards the public bathroom to make use of her backpackâs change of clothes, walking along the wall to avoid foot traffic. However, the moment she had finished her sentence and called the other one meimei, the Luo Binghe cosplayer suddenly slammed her free hand on the wall and yanked hard on the one Shen Yuan was holding, pulling her in close to herself, caging her in from behind. Shen Yuan squeaked and found herself crowded against the wall. Her back was encased in a warm and dark heat and she could see above her that jade-white hand curled tightly in on itself, heel practically grinding against the wall. It looked like it was trembling slightly. An earth-shatteringly tight grip squeezed the fingers of her still held hand to the point of hurting slightly. Shen Yuan winced at the sensation.
Shen Yuan heard sharp, heavy breathing above her. Not knowing what to do nor quite what was going on, she squeezed back the hand that was keeping hers hostage and leaned back slightly. Comfort is what sheâs doing this for, right? Feels like the reason sheâs doing it.Â
Shen Yuan felt the other cosplayer jolt behind her. After a tense beat, a forehead slowly dropped onto her shoulder. Shen Yuan was wearing fur along the top half of her outfit as a part of her Mobei-jun cosplay, but nonetheless she could feel the vague contour of the otherâs nose through it, burrowing deeper into its warmth. Shen Yuan now felt awkward for only bothering with faux-fur for her cosplay. But with that face resting upon her shoulder and an odd sense of vulnerability wafting off of her, a sharp sense of broad awareness filled Shen Yuan's mind mysteriously. Her mind filled up with sensory information on the one behind her, naturally taking note of every detail with ease.
âMeimeiâŠâ the Luo Binghe cosplayer trailed off, muffled slightly by Shen Yuanâs cosplay, but also seemingly by her own emotions being stuck in her throat. âCan I really be jiejieâs meimei?â Shen Yuan didnât really know what to do or how to respond, so she simply continued to lean her weight back onto the other. She then pulled on the elbow that led to the hand positioned above her until it was brought down far enough for her to grab properly. Shen Yuan took both hands in hers and placed them in front of her in a comfortable position. They were slightly cold, so she rubbed at them with her thumbs.
The Luo Binghe cosplayer picked her head up and looked down at the sight with watery eyes and a warbling lip. Both of her hands were cradled in that grip, gently held in front of the shorterâs stomach in a tender and intimate fashion. Their arms were bent parallel and their front and back slotted together in a way that, to the taller one, felt predestined.
âCan you, what kind of question is that, of course you can. But, Iâd like to have your name too, if you donât mind? Only calling you meimei sounds like Iâm calling out to my real little sister.â Shen Yuan laughed and looked up over her shoulder nonchalantly.Â
Somewhere in the distance, she can hear people giggling and snapping pictures of the two. She felt a twinge of embarrassment. Of course this moment looks compromising from the outside, theyâre cosplaying Luo Binghe and Mobei-jun!
Shen Yuan was suddenly working very hard to maintain a cool poker face in front of her very tall and newly minted meimei.
Bringing up her real little sister and then suddenly being thrust into this type of self-aware of cringe violently and nonconsensually summoned forth invented images of a dog blooded BL scenario that wouldnât be out of place in her real meimeiâs leisure literature.
Fellow con goers, please have mercy on us two women and don't be thinking of what I'm thinking! Weâre merely having a pure hearted, early friendship bonding moment! Skinship is very much common and normal between people like us, disregard the kabedon! Totally normal female friendship is blossoming here, get your homoerotic dog blood tropes out of our personal lives!
âThis one is called⊠Qiu Bingbing.â Her voice hitched and quavered with some sort of ineffable, delicate emotion. âBingbing, ah? Written with the same character as Binghe, meaning ice? And Qiu, is that with the character meaning the autumn season or the character meaning a grave mound?â
Qiu Bingbing hummed and nodded lethargically to the first question and spoke up for the second, hesitating slightly. âQiu as in autumn.â âWhat a pretty name, âautumn iceâ. You fit the bill of Luo Binghe perfectly, but with a name like that itâs nearly a pity to go by something else. Youâre a miraculous find in a place like this, Bing-mei.â Shen Yuan complimented with abandon, eager to make her new friend feel good, and turned around. Still holding one hand, she impulsively took the chance Qiu Bingbingâs still bowed head offered and patted it softly.
She did that for a while, not paying attention to anything else. A euphoric smile opened on Qiu Bingbingâs lips. She was lost in the moment too.Â
The rest of the world fell away. As long as Luo Binghe, no, as long as Qiu Bingbing can worm her way into every crevice of Shen Yuan, sheâll be fine. He before was always grasping at any semblance of peace and security only for it to slip through his grasp like sand, but sheâs found it. Sheâll nestle in and hibernate inside Shen Yuanâs veins and sheâll never let go. She will never.
âLetâs go get you those clothes. Good thing I like them oversized, they should be mildly presentable on you, even if they arenât anything girly.â
âI can live without anything girly, anything of yours will do.â
âThatâs good to hear, letâs go then.â
#holy fuck im leaving it at that#svsss#my text#my fic#? dear god in an ideal world that tag will get more use than just this#lets call this...#Cucumber-jiejie And Her Newly Minted Meimei#shen yuan#luo binghe#luo bingge#luo bingmei#lesbingqiu#lesbingyuan#this was originally a much smaller draft that i was making on mobile but i misswipped and suddenly all my progress was lost#so taking a second crack at it with my semi-remembered general gist i ended up writing what's basically a fic?#not really a writer but i entered the flow state and what can a bitch do but obey it ya know#i wonder if that was airplane's mindset when he started writing pidw: âlol might as well see where this takes meâ#i guess i can also tag this as#trans luo binghe#transbian luo binghe#my vibe was genderyes she/he unblossomed butch lesbian shen yuan#and withered but newly watered and speedrun-recovering she/he trans lesbian luo binghe. or as she's called here Qiu Bingbing
95 notes
·
View notes
Text
DP X DC X Subnautica
Where the Justice League (mostly focusing on the Superfam or Batfam or Flashfam) are large leviathan-esque creatures living on Planet 4546B. Maybe they can change forms due to Precursor experimentation, maybe not. Those with young hang out around the shallows more than the others, what with most of them being large super or specialized predators.
Enter Danny Fenton, interning on the Aurora when the ship is shot down by the Quarantine Enforcement Platform. Oh sure he probably would have tried to stop the destruction and help, but his ghost powers are a bit on the fritz and a well-meaning worker pushes him into one of the last life pods seeing as he's a child.
Now the leviathans may not know what a ship is exactly, but they can definitely understand that in most cases things technology = precursors. As far as they understand, a metal deathtrap not unlike the old labs or caches fell alongside several metallic eggs, with the emerging hatchlings misshapen and not living long.
But then there's the egg that landed in the shallows, which at first they thought was empty. But a hatchling- much smaller than the previous ones- emerges, a day later than the rest, but they're alive even if their swimming is all wobbly! It's so tiny, and obviously hatched too early with the strange split tail and how it keeps swimming to the surface for air, and they have to protect it! Now if only the little hatchling would answer their calls and not dart into hiding spots whenever they approach...
Honestly this is up to the writer lol, but I like to think that Danny's ghost form, when he finally manages to achieve it again, goes a little naga-esque. Almost like a sea snake instead of just a whispy ghost tail, which while better for swimming doesn't help his freak out over most ghost powers still not working.
Danny is just trying to survive man, maybe find other survivors, turn off this big alien gun, stop creating frost crystals when he sneezes, the usual. He doesn't need giant humanoid-esque leviathan-sized sea creatures poking around!
#DcxDP#Prompts#Subnautica#Prompts that came from a dream lol#featuring Danny's ghost form being like a naga lol#danny phantom au#Space core Danny#Khaara is like an ecto-disease like a super deadly ecto-achne that the precursors fucked around and found out with#Why are Danny's ghost powers on the fritz? Idk maybe it's his first ghost puberty or maybe it's something the Precursors did#Batfam#Supergam#Flashfam#Hell maybe all three families are there in the crater trying to pspspsps the new son/brother#Batfam are deep-water leviathans with reflective undersides & patterns who start brightly colored and get darker with age#Superfam deserve long flowing fins that mimic the red capes & also glowy bits#Flashfam are long and eel-like for speed with electrical abilities for fun#Wonderwoman is probably plated around the limbs & bits of gold-vein patterns (babies hatched in nests of clay perhaps)#Aquaman is even more fish-esque#Cyborg is a young-adult leviathan that was experimented on by the Precursors and is similar to the Warpers#Green Lanterns have transparent green fins that mimic their constructs & green bioluminescence#Danny: I am not a *baby*#Justice Leviathans: Oh my stars it's a *baby*#Billy: Just accept it there's no escape#No shipping between Danny plz to them he is literally a baby
567 notes
·
View notes
Text
not to go on about it. again. but i'm gonna
but i also kept thinking about how devil's chord explaining susan to the audience, plus the twist song, plus the pantheon stuff, plus the pyramids of mars-esque scene about devastated future london ... was probably meant to be the previous week's episode instead of the bridgerton riff
#my number 1 conspiracy theory that doesn't matter at all apparently#i think if i ever rewatched from this season start to finish i'd swap rogue and tdc just to see how it flowed#dw spoilers#doctor who
117 notes
·
View notes
Text
feeling some sort of way about him
#im squeezing him like a lemon#or well. like a lime lol#have a vaguely angsty/melancholic/solemn alder#one of those 'having Feels and An Urge To Draw but Dunno What' moments#kind if just starting Something and going with the flow and the vibe#my art#my ocs#oc: alder#poe
55 notes
·
View notes
Text
guys Iâm honestly happy that klance didnât become canon because I love how as a collective group of people we utilize our right to explore what could have been and create the most smoking hot scenarios ever and yes I obviously wanted more of their friendship growing into this bond stronger than anything else in the universe especially since Voltron has teamwork and family as one of their main lessons but thatâs more of a development issue all aroundâŠok besides that thereâs something about klance where it provides this PERFECT environment for shippers to inhabit and FEAST upon. With klance, thereâs a solid, engaging dynamic between the two set up, which is this weird one-sided rivalry that stems from Lanceâs insecurity and his need to prove himself of his worth and Keith literally being one of the best pilots for his age but since theyâre flung into space and chosen to become child soldiers in this 10,000 year old intergalactic war so they have to work as a team which surprise surprise forces them to put aside their differences and work as a team which is shown a bunch when Keith needs to become a leader and Lance steps up as his right hand and and they have some kinda tender moments that wonât definitely drive shippers into a shipping craze (or worse) SO YEAH you could see why people loved it with all the classic tropes and mutual growth all that schmooze (ALSO THEY KNEW EACHOTHER BEFORE THE MAIN PLOT??? Well maybe not like friends or even acquaintances probably BUT HELLO?????? EVEN MORE SHIT TO EXPAND ON????), and they share multiple scenes that could be interpreted as romantic but thereâs no explicit romance. This environment is fucking dripping drenched flash flooded cornered by 1000ft tsunamis in all directions with potential for shipping, so when people saw this relationship between two bros with this sort of homoerotic (IM JOKING. Kinda.) unresolved tension towards each other and the POTENTIAL for a good slow burn rivals to friends to lovers, it was to no oneâs surprise that they went APESHIT. Klancers made countless different ways where they get together whether it be pre-Kerberos, post-gettingthefuckoutofearth, the start of the show, the end of the show, after the end of the show, right smack in the middle, anywhere, anytime, for who the fuck knows why just ANY REASON DAMN IT it doesnât really matter because people were pumping out fanfiction or fan art or any fan media of klance faster than I spit out a raw baby carrot after chewing it for one second and now weâre all wallowing about how it should have been KICK but the thing is that if VLD did KICK all the way to Altea, the production of these beautiful stories that so many people have and still are coming up with about klance kissing in midst of a battle, helping each other with their crippling nightmares, smiling for the stars or some other sad premise, and whatever is nestled in his pulseâŠjust like uhhh the amount of fics like these that go into great detail about Keith and Lance in these random situations that end up with them getting together being produced would go down to some degree because of the fact that if the peopleâs beloved sharpshooter and samurai had ended up together like we had wanted, and the majority was satisfied with the ending the creators had given, people would have shifted from writing about âHow could Lance and Keith get together?â to writing about âWhat could Lance and Keith do now that theyâre together?â And like. Thereâs nothing wrong with that honestly I would be HYPED if klance was ever canon but there is profound beauty in the way the community is able to create more from less and turn a show that went to shit in the last few seasons shine even brighter than it did at its prime. Like I wouldnât trade my favorite fics 4 anything.
â
Ok another little thing Iâm going to put here: With Klance, all I wanted was for them to be great friends đđđ. I tend to prefer klance becoming canon in later seasons or at the end or even an open ending with no confirmed romantic relationships because I am a sucker for character development and the idea of Keith and Lance both harboring these feelings that at first are just admiration and respect but then escalate to yearning for one another or becoming close friends at the end of the show and getting to imagine anything I want post canon is EVERYTHING if you give me S7 Garrison klance Iâll keel over and thank you like I was a second away from dying of thirst and your gift was a truck load of water
#GOD wtf I keep thinking about that post again and Iâm starting to contemplate my opinion I had on that post#I wish I could rephrase that whole post right neow but I did it like almost a month ago so Itâd be kinda weird đ°#(yes this is the same post I was ranting about in my little silly midnight rant yesterday or noâŠtoday)#voltron#voltron legendary defender#vld#lance mcclain#keith kogane#vld lance#vld keith#klance#laith#scenarios#aloe vera does it again guys#she did the word vomit thing again#đđđ whyâd this take hours for me to write#ok guys I hoped you liked this pls donât forget to hit that like button smash the subscribe button and donât forget to click that bell#for notifications every time I post a new videoâI mean rant about fictional characters#I do this thing where I want to add specific points along the way but I donât and I canât add it now because thereâs no possible way to add#without ruining the flow of my writing do you get it?#maybe I do but then I have to face the fact that the sentence I worked so hard on is completely irrelevant and now I have to delete the#whole thing#đ€Źđ€Źđ€Źđ€Ź#OH MY YAP#I just realized how much this is (this is now in the morning)
77 notes
·
View notes
Text
Iâll be honest i HATE the way the QSMP fanbase is treating Gegg and Tallulah. Like Gegg literally just appears, bro hasnât done a single thing and people start talking about how they want him to die đ ?? And Tallulah starts feeling insecure trough no fault of Gegg and the Gegg tag just EXPLODES with hate. Iâm a big petty baby and i donât like seeing /neg in the tags bro. It just kinda feels like tallulahs the golden child who can do no wrong and Geggs the scapegoat whoâs blamed for everything, and i feel like people are already taking it too far
#Gegg#QSMP#worm do rant#I can't belive im ranting about minecraft egg roleplay#To be honest i really relate to the whole seeking love an affection thing#so the first gegg stream was kind of like emotionally comforting almost#and then this gegg stream was fucking awful ngl#like its super funny#but seeing how people reacted to gegg made me upset#Also? geniunely starting to not like Tallulah#just by assosiation#don't like seeing her treated as the golden child at geggs expense#this might all sound rlly stupid but im off my meds and i need to be emotionally invested in something that has no consaquence over my life#because if i focus on my actual problems im gonna kay em ess#HE DID FLOW UP TILINS ROOM THATS FUCKED UP#but aside from that? bros innocent#i support geggs rights and geggs wrongs
769 notes
·
View notes
Text
THE MUSKETEERS 10TH ANNIVERSARY REWATCH / fave episodes [2/?] âł SEASON 1, EPISODE 4 / the good soldier
#themusketeersedit#the musketeers#perioddramaedit#perioddramasource#the musketeers bbc#aramis#tmrewatch*#edits#i'm having so much fun rediscovering my lost love for textures#this doesn't even make any sense it's all over the place#but it's bringing me such peace of mind that i'm going with the flow honestly#hopefully someone else will like it too â„#i couldn't skip this one#the angst was too delicious! the acting too life changing!#marsac was a mess but his scene with aramis were really something else#and i also loveeeeeeeeee how we're starting to see all their little dynamics coming into play#d'artagnan being a little shit <3 porthos being protective of said little shit <3 athos being an absolute menace with just three words <3#and aramis being unhinged obviously#my fave
267 notes
·
View notes
Text
Moze x Jiaoqiu
warnings: none
word count: 900~
description: just them being domestic (pre-2.5 events)
moze is the type of husband who always cleans, keeps everything neat, he will run (quite literally) anywhere and do any errand without complaint, nothing is too hard or difficult for him. he is v protective, âI promise I will bring him backâ, nothing is stopping him from getting his husband back, he is confident in his abilities, to the point he isn't even worrying. he always attentively listens to jiaoqiuâs ramblings, his full attention on the foxian. he will eat anything jiaoqiu puts before him, no matter his preferences. uttering simple praises after the meal and never letting his husband clean up.
at night he cuddles with him, being the big spoon, holding his husband close, face buried in the orangey pink hair. like a touch starved kitten, he gravitates to him during the day, always hugging him- backhugs are his favorite. jiaoqiu always smiles, a sparkle in his eyes with each embrace. moze is often quiet, very thoughtful- usually ending up blunt in his words but not cold, never cold. the care and love for each other shown in the soft words, gentle embraces and lingering gazes. moze doesnât do causal touches, his hands donât wander to jiaoqiuâs soft tail, or even softer ears, or to caress him. he doesnât want to overwhelm his husband or make him uncomfortable. yet when they stand close he bumps his nose against his. and when he is so so tired he rests his forehead on the shorter manâs. recharging, seeking comfort, love. luckily for him, his husband knows his main love language is physical touch. jiaoqiu bringing his hands to cup his cheeks, thumbs caressing the rough skin. he misses the smile that brightens the foxianâs face, his eyes shut relishing in the sensations. such a sensitive and responsive man. jiaoqiu is the only person moze allows to touch him, to drag those soft fingers across his scars, through the silver hair, to see him shirtless. he is the only one with whom he makes and keeps eye contact. moze is the type of husband that even without being close jiaoqiu can feel his touch on him. sitting across him, over a hotpot. lilac eyes on him. full of love. as if he is caressing his husbandâs cheek at that moment. making jiaoqiuâs chest feel warm from the feeling of such a silent expression of admiration.
on the days jiaoqiu voices that he feels tired a quick response is given in turn âI can carry you.â a blunt, straightforward, and the same offer every time. he is more than happy to carry him + he enjoys showing off for his hubby. not caring for the public opinion or any observers; it doesnât even cross his mind, jiaoqiuâs happiness the only thing on his mind. sadly, he is always rejected (occasionally making him pout). moze doesnât even know why (painfully obvious why, the rare blushed jiaoqiu further confirming it). shadows are his safe haven, but jiaoqiu is his peace. they fill each other's needs, like puzzles fitting together, completely domestic in their behaviors; perfect for general feixiaoâs safety and well-being. despite working together they donât get tired of each other. work is work and their house is home.
coriander is not allowed under this roof and no big lights are ever on. when they have guests, jiaoqiu compensates with many small lamps, fairy lights, and a bunch of candles. unscented ones. otherwise, they would clash with the meal. sometimes, jiaoqiu will light a scented candle, but it wonât be lit for longer than an hour, otherwise, he would get overwhelmed due to how sensitive his nose is to smells. moze being the clean freak, and insistent on maintaining really good hygiene and not strong perfumes so he can do his job perfectly would just make jiaoqiu purr if he could. type of husband truly only for him. jiaoqiu is quite a social butterfly and he drags his husband with him, who will grumble a bit and then go along, and behave politely to the best of his capabilities. moze cannot read a room to save his life, short in his sentences and straight to the point despite pondering his words prior, they end up always coming off blunt. he means no harm and what he says is usually of little matter, and none of it holds any weight to him when all he needs is to hear his darling chuckle or gaze at him and all is well in his world. the only result he could possibly ever wish for.
and when they kiss? the lighting and shadow with fire and spice? the I talk a lot, flirtatious, rarely flustered with I listen to you with heart eyes, mainly unaffected but you make me smile. well⊠they keep it private. such actions feel too personal and intimate for them to be shown in public and given for anyone to see on display. they hold it too close to their hearts, it matters in a different way to them. something near and dear. they wonât be caught showing pda, not even holding hands- well they rarely hold hands either way. it is behind closed doors and in the privacy of their home that their lips meet, and hands wander, leaving soft touches in intimate places that theyâd never do in public (unlike many others). it means too much to them.
#UGH THEM#BITES THEM#idk what this is i just had to write it down after watching the 2.5 livestream#moze is so autistic coded i cannot explain it but he is#the gays!!#moze x jiaoqiu#BEN BALMACEDA TRY TO VOICE A HOYO CHARACTER NOT IN A GAY RELATIONSHIP CHALLENGE FAILED#gg honestly that man has range i was so surprised and he did an insanely good job with moze#also finally felt comfy enough to write about moze now with the va change#ben is truly amazing#kaveh is always my pookie#IM SO LUCKY MOZE IS A 4 STAR PSPSP I GOT UR HUSBAND COME HOME MOZE#btw i do speak chinese amongst a shit ton of lang i speak and their pronounciation of moze is kinda strange. it should be a âtsâ/ âcâ sound#not a âzâ sound#also for some reason i thought i was gonna write like 2 sentences so i started writing on tumblr and had to save it as a draft when I poste#it got fkn deleted cos tumblr fkn bugged out and i spent 2h breaking down#down cos it was so fkn beautiful. and i couldnt possibly get the flow of it back or the exact version#my heart was lowkey broken cos of that and day's plans highkey ruined#hopefully i managed to rewrite it again in a way that it is readable#moqiu#mozilla firefox#hsr#honkai star rail#fluff#jiaoze#mozeqiu
56 notes
·
View notes
Text
They both have social anxiety đ„
#I havenât drawn in a while and the lines just started flowing today#I love könig#also donât mind me#self insert#könig x reader#fanart#könig#mw2#we both have social anxiety#and yet bring attention to ourselves in public with our appearances#I have funky hair and like to dress alternatively
798 notes
·
View notes
Text
... Really though, how WOULD the Hornsent view Morgott or Mohg? WOULD they revere them, for the aspects they bear - the horns, the tail, the wings - or would their hatred toward Marika be that strong that, even for the omen twins, they would still hold contempt?
#{{outofbloodboon}}#morgott the omen king#mohg lord of blood#Picturing Mohg in particular. Like... This place. This is his moment to shine!#A place of belonging!#But the Hornsent hold nothing but hatred toward him for Marika's blood still flows in his veins.#And you can just sort of see the heartache on his face.#Because even among the hornsent he's still despised.#... Yet he doesn't quite hold it against them. He knows their hatred toward Marika. He holds that same hatred for Marika.#And that hatred is only further flamed the more he learns.#And then he finds the shaman village and feels his emotions turn complicated.#... So this was where it all started?#He'd been holding onto this hope that... At some point Marika had felt remorse for locking himself and Morgott away.#Holding onto the hope that at one point Marika HAD loved them.#But seeing the shaman village. Learning what became of her people. And the answer becomes quite clear.#There was never any love...#But by that point in time Mohg is simply far too exhausted after everything to really hold any more hatred.#He won't ever forgive her. No. But...#...
46 notes
·
View notes