#on this day we have been blessed

[sunderwight]

Bingqiu AU where Luo Binghe's the chosen village sacrifice to the evil deity who lives up the mountain.

Normally the village sends maidens, but they've more or less run out of expendable girls of the right age and, ahem, "virtues". So of course Luo Binghe's early life bad luck kicks in. In the wake of his mother's death there's no one to really care about what happens to him, he's fairly pretty, and the village leaders decide that if they dress him up like a girl the teenaged homeless kid should pass well enough. And hey, y'know, he's probably got a hard life ahead for him anyway -- dying in a brothel of some venereal disease or on the streets of exposure or starvation. At least as a sacrifice, everyone else gets to benefit from his loss! And the kid will get added to a shrine and be remembered as a hero! If anything, he should be happy about this!

Binghe is not happy about this.

But he's also a skinny underfed nobody who is easily overpowered, dressed up like a bride, and tied to a post. So. Not much he can do but wait for the evil deity to come and do whatever horrible thing he's gonna do to him.

Meanwhile, Shen Yuan is pretty sure he's been isekai'd into the over-powered hero of some kind of supernatural adventure story? He's not totally sure because he doesn't recognize the setting, but the signs are there. He's got a shrine-like base of operations (though it seems to have become corrupted/ruined, probably he has to restore it somehow), he has a very resilient and handsome new body with spiritual energy of some kind flowing through him, and a very clearly magical sword. Plus lots of neat starter powers! Though it feels like he has other abilities that have been blocked somehow? Probably he has to level up in order to access them.

When he treks out of his "base" and finds what seems to be a distressed maiden, he takes it for his beginner hero mission. The girl claims that she's been doomed to be sacrificed to an evil god. That sounds a little above Shen Yuan's pay grade for dealing with, so he unties her and decides that they had better just get out of the whole region altogether. He already packed up anything useful from his base, anticipating he might get caught up in an adventure once he left, so they follow the river away from the settlement until they reach another one.

While they travel, Luo Binghe tells Shen Yuan about the cursed deity, Shen Qingqiu, who was cast out of the heavens for slaughtering one of his brethren and has apparently being do-who-knows what to maidens from the local village in exchange for his "protection" ever since. Sounds like a real asshole! And also mid-level boss type bad guy at least. Shen Yuan hopes he doesn't have to fight him, but he probably will.

Thank goodness he found Binghe, though! Clearly the helpful little sister type! He's definitely going to require her assistance if he's going to figure out how to navigate this world and level up his skills enough to take on a god.

[fumifooms]

What if we were both magic prodigies and it otherized us in different ways and we devoted ourselves to protecting a family member who has general other goals & priorities. What if we both did self-sacrifical devotion in opposite ways.

What if we were dark mirrors of each other and where I've grown overcontrolling you've grown complacent. What if, bought as a servant into a pretty loving home, ownership and control is what love looks like to me, and to you neglected and lonely growing up, love is gratefully taking any scraps of it you’re lent.

By belonging to someone, even if she comes back injured or fails at finding Delgal, she feels like she belongs and is cherished, by owning someone he feels safe in them not leaving him.

She’s what’s tethering him do you see… And he’s the only thing giving her direction and purpose in her state. She needs a compass and he needs a support.

They’re both so out of it 😭 It’s the weirdly intense and unearned mutual trust and reliance on each other?? They’re each other’s weird little comfort codependent teddy bear. Or at least they were headed towards that before SHE DIED THEN HE DIED THEN THEY BOTH FORGOT ABOUT EACH OTHER AND NEVER MET EVER AGAIN. Though she’s also the guard attack hound keeping him safe… And vice versa he heals her and can rewrite her very being with just one wave of his hand. They’re both so so mentally and physically vulnerable both but they cling onto each other. They can’t perceive things accurately but despite it all someway somehow they stumble into something closer to resembling companionship just before they both die. Falin is just that kind and Thistle is just that lonely. Overworked. We both haven’t lived for ourselves in a very long time, haven’t we.

They both have a similar devotion to the people they love but again the difference is that Thistle starts overtsepping while Falin is self-effacing. The other difference between them is that people care about Falin <3 People have given up on Thistle long ago, and he has given people reasons to, while people refuse to give up on Falin. Yaad has a mini arc about it dw about it it’s ok he’s not all alone in the end 😭😭 He reached out for Marcille’s hand but they already all wanted to help him, they just had to be given the chance to, Yaad just had to be given the chance to, it’s okay I’m okay

Hey what if we learned to get in touch with our own identity and the world around us and living in the present again through being in the worst codependent situationship ever.

Falin and Thistle sitting in a tree, sucking on flowers together because they’re h-u-n-g-r-y 💕💕💕

I bet he’s only ever thought of flowers as useless ornaments. Weak weeds. But she shows him they’re tasty and useful and good and pretty in their own right too and deserve existing without proving their worth and waaa <33 Thistles…... Did you know thistles taste sweet if you remove the thorns and eat them?

"Even as a chimera, her kind nature remains" you can’t suppress her in the way that matters. You can’t soothe him in the way that matters. It’s doomed. You’re doomed. It’s all doomed. Save me.

[fatedroses]

More than just the Demon.

[toppamplemousse]

some rancid sebchal fic recs pls !!

ok.... i have a few..... but rancidity varies. anyway. lo and behold some sebchal recs:

except you ravish me by @gayferrari - this is less sebchal than it is charles x ferrari as an institution. and it is less rancid as in toxic than it is, like, straight up insane. if you personally want to feel like you're wearing a chastity device, this is the fic for you.

tunnel vision by @ninetqs - alright well common theme of. well i shant spoil. this was a FANTASTIC sebchal read. blessed in this day and age of sebchal drought.

he's knot my problem by redwithlove - firstly this author has a GREAT sebchal profile pic. secondly, its top charles and he's like, a puppy. who's horny. idk how to describe but its SO GOOD. make that old man suffer some.

juniper by boldlettered - ok finally this is actually 1644 with background sebchal. but the sebchal did move me and the lewis bits are HOT. this is the only 1644 i have ever read and it did damage.

FINALLY. obviously you know i'm gonna say teacher's pet by @sebchal - yes THE sebchal author has THE sebchal url -> this simply tells you all you need to know. don't talk 2 me unless my leather straps are visible under my shirt at school.

(ok and obvi self promo for our horrid rancid 'pls read the tags' sebchal <3)

[quinn-of-aebradore]

THIS IS NOT A DRILL

ESSEK FIGURE AND, AT LONG LAST, ESSEK DICE ARE HERE

[beyondthislifetime]

People who truly dislike Edwina Sharma are wild. Heaven forbid an 18 year old be charmed after being almost relentlessly pursued by an older man. Three married women, including her mother, are for the match. THE QUEEN is for the match. The only person saying he isn't right for her is her sister and like I'm sorry but my sister could swear that a man wasn't that into me and I would not listen if he BOUGHT ME A HORSE!???!!?!!

[kaurwreck]

I won't promise it'll be okay, regardless of what happens over the next few days, but I can promise the outcome is navigable.

[bottombaron]

there is no way that Guillermo’s pussy wouldn’t drive Nandor absolutely mad with power

[gasstationpopcorn]

[bad-traffic-smp-ideas]

rock life

it’s just a rock for 5 seconds

A whole 5 seconds?

[explodingstarlight]

the emo trinity is alive, well, and prospering in 2023

[kangals]

day 3! we’ve had a lot of fun up here but I’m kind of relieved to be heading back home tomorrow, we’re both pretty tired after all of the hiking. hopefully we can come back one day!

[psalmsofpsychosis]

waking up to David Mazouz dropping a phd thesis on Joker and calling Joker 2 "flat and mild" instead of "outrageously hate-worthy" and outright coming out and saying "whatever good Joker 2 tried to do Gotham did first" and then proceeding to like and put an Amen to an "Only Batman would go to this length to find the good in Joker because he is his one true love" comment and SCREENCAPPING AND REPOSTING THE COMMENT AS HIS IG STORY LIKE, babygirl i desire you carnally

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Just got home after spinnin out something feirce off the highway into the ditch. Hope y'all are staying safe and warm tonight ! Remember to use four wheel drive on icy highways and drive slow for winter conditions!

[yumemiruuuu]

No memes for now until I come up with something, just my new shelf with 2ha and a postcard of my favorite TGCF cover 😔🤌🏻

(coincidentally, I still had my husky funko from 7 years ago)

[tmariea]

Been thinking about quanyin and what might’ve been going on in Yin Yu’s head as it all fell apart:

This was my dream, and I achieved it. This was my dream and the living of it is not what I had dreamed. But it’s still a great accomplishment and that can be enough.

The living of my dream is not what I had dreamed, and you’re the one who reminds me of that, without meaning to. It’s not what I hoped and you’re the only one who sees it.

You’re the only one who sees it, and you remind me that I could have something different, be someone different. But who would I be when I have defined myself by this for so long. What would be left of me?

What would be left of you when you achieve my dream too?

What if what is left of you is so much more? What if this fits you like a second skin? Why were you made for my dream? Why wasn’t I?

I can’t say any of that. Because you saw that this thing wasn’t a fit for me but you ran on ahead. Because I brought you to the place we both are today, because I was supposed to be your mentor, because I told you ‘no I’m going to stay’ before. I can’t tell you this, I can only sit in my misery and watch you from afar until I break.