#ooooh my god

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

I love this photo so much.

[cycyuu]

I'm in lOVE????

[sillygoofyqueer]

So instead of writing, I've got another MDZS AU idea because that's what everyone wants to see from me hahaha...haha...

ANYWAY, picture Wei Wuxian as a ferryman/grim reaper figure in modern times, having lurked around in the shadows through the centuries, always there to greet the newly dead souls and gently unknot the tether that linked them to their bodies. The mortals called him the Yiling Laozu, based on the folktale about the poor little orphan who died in Yiling but came back to protect them when the most powerful ones would not.

A few of the worst souls are held below him like minions, too controversial to be allowed into the realm of the afterlife - according to the gods that rule over the place, anyway.

Fortunately for a small percentage of these souls, while the rest of them are left to fade away into the overwhelming Darkness, Wei Wuxian's sense of justice far outweighed his sense of duty and - because he didn't agree with some of these choices - he took them on as...employees, of sorts.

Hey, if the powers that be decide that he doesn't need help with the frankly never-ending workload that came with dealing with people dying (two people per second!! That was one hundred and six a minute, and he was expected to deal with that alone???), he's going to take matters into his own hands and collect his own help.

Hong'er was a soul that fought when Wei Wuxian began untying the bright red tether. He was used to the pain and the blood that was spilled as he remained ever gentle with unknotting the ribbon from the heart. The screaming and the anger was usual for a soldier felled in battle; hearing the soul screaming with such anguish, with such love for a god, was not. Wei Wuxian heard this and he paused - this pause was enough to allow the soul to slip through his grasp.

He didn't go after the little soul.

However, when the souls of the restless dead fell from his clutches and left him broken in the Space Between, he was a lot less merciful of the little soul; if he could not make the god apologise for leaving Wei Wuxian to put himself back together (was it truly so strange? Why was he so upset about this? It happened often - he was just another weapon, another tool for these gods, and this time he could only keep his self control in check for so long), he would collect the soul that had escaped before.

When the Yiling Laozu came for the wandering soul Wu Ming, he snatched him back just before the hoardes of violent spirits could tear him to shreds (he would not wish that pain upon anyone, not after what had happened to him) and dragged said spirits into the darkness for what they had done to him. Let them calm down there for a few centuries.

But Wu Ming was barred from the afterlife, for how he fought and thrashed and hit and bit and kicked and ripped (Hua Cheng would apologise for it later, shamefaced and almost silent, and Wei Wuxian would forgive him but never forget the blood that was spilt), and Wei Wuxian could not just abandon him in the Darkness after trying so hard to keep him whole in the first place.

The Yiling Laozu took on his first employee.

In contrast, the next one he plucked up was far less violent, far less angry but just...so, so scared. Hurt. Another teenager, this time shoved into what mortals called “The Abyss”. Wei Wuxian had always thought that to be a little too dramatic, considering it was really no more than a shallow crack when compared to the deeper, darker places he called home.

Luo Binghe's soul had been only loosely tied to his body with a thin, pale red string, so washed out and weak that it had fallen apart when Wei Wuxian's hands tried to unknot it - he had had to keep the soul together in his own hands so it didn't crumble right then and there. Despite the obvious weakness of the soul, the gods would not accept this poor, sad teenager into the afterlife; they gave no reason for it, but they would not let him in.

Of course, Hua Cheng had been close to storming the afterlife himself (so filled with rage, despite all this time), but the Yiling Laozu just curled around the poor broken soul and offered it the warmth and protection it so desperately craved, gave it stability and affection until those cracks began to heal and Luo Binghe could hold himself together.

Yiling Laozu's second employee was far more sensitive than the first, brittle compared to the harsh walls, but he had just as much anger and frustration at his disposal if a particularly tricky soul had left Wei Wuxian broken and bleeding (he wasn't used to people picking him back up and fixing him, so accustomed to doing it himself that he had flinched the first hundred times it had happened).

Something something there will be other employees and this was entirely derailed but the whole point was supposed to be Lan Wangji having a near death experience and floating in the In Between but a soft, warm voice laughing sweetly and telling him that his tether was far too strong, far too bright, to be untied now. Gentle hands holding him by his very sense of self and offering soothing touches as the darkness disappeared and the blinding white light of the hospital replaced it.

N then he's like 'I must have been hallucinating or dreaming' but then he almost dies again and this time the voice is tutting and scolding but still laughing as it talks of how eager Lan Wangji must be to meet him, those warm warm hands caressing his soul and then pushing it back down into his body.

When he finds an old folktale about the Yiling Laozu in his research, it's safe to say that he is desperate to see the entity he had fallen in love with once again.

God hold me BACK, I cannot be stopped from yapping!!! Tell me if you're interested lmao, I haven't even talked about the other employees (apprentices??) and also Lan Wangji being madly in love with this deity of old (let my man be a possible monsterfucker /silly).

[joy-girl]

One Piece 1096 // Roger Pirates

[gatioxd]

in honor of Thursday I finally post my silver doodles (in case you forgot I hate drawing him)

[madame-mongoose]

what was that

i cant even think of a threat right now. what the fuck

[doubledickedup]

I neeeed a fist fight so bad I need to press on day old bruises I need to resplit my lip from smiling I need to gasp and flinch when I get headbutt I need to moan when I finally get pinned and feel every hit I need to leave bloody hickies from a busted nose I need to frot against someone's thigh when they bite my lips I need claw marks down my back and on my thighs I need it to still sound like a fight from the noises we're making I need to brawl again mid rut

[hearts401]

gregory and tony mean so much to me but also just. ellis. do you think he noticed the distance growing? do you think tony told him he went to the pizzaplex with gregory? without him? do you think he went there the next day on his own. do you think he saw cop cars or do you think he saw th emissing posters. do you think he woke up to his mother asking him if he'd seen tony because he didnt come home last night and his parents are worried no mom i didnt he was out with gregory why did something happen what happened wheres tony and andandnandnand

[tomokikuroki]

[becabeale143]

#brittanysnow IG stories

[bisexual-steveharrington]

Rise of the Pink Ladies cancelled and removed?? during pride month???

[inkykeiji]

when he condescendingly calls you sweetheart ♡

[i-aint-depressed]

TW - S/H SCARS AND BULLSHIT. ALBEIT HEALED BUT STILL.

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fucking wish they didn't heal so soon but scissors can only do so much.

[zydraholic]

ITS A FUCKING FANTASTIC DAY FOR KAZUI FANS

[madame-mongoose]

no matter what u doooo i only wanna be with uuuuuuu

hey i ac tualy almost threw up for real lookif at thjis im still trying to keep it down i. oh my god. okay. ydh okay

okay.

[sapphic-bombshell-vixen]