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same-name-supremacy Ā· 1 month ago
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A friend of mine showed me this
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I did not consent to this, I did not make this. I do not support AI in anyway
Whoever made this, take it down now this is not up for negotiations. If you know who might have made these, please let me know.
Please spread this around so people who have used this know not to use it anymore.
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stiltonbasket Ā· 9 months ago
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I know Nyoomerr wrote a mini fic where Shen Yuan dotes on Binggeā€™s kids, before I sent you the prompt also, but listenā€¦ I want many cakes!
There are so many possible cute OC Bingge kiddos Shen Yuan could dote on, and so many ways the Binggeyuan drama outside said doting could go! Iā€™d happily read a million different versions! ā™„ļø
In spite of having three older siblings to play with, and three nominal mothers and four nursemaids to raise him, Luo Shunlei was a very lonely child.
Unlike his brother and his two elder sisters, Shunlei was rarely allowed to see his own mother. Muqin spent most of her time away from his father's palace in the human realm, for she was Emperor-Father's most trusted lieutenant as well as his wife, and could not be spared from the various battlefields Father left in his wake for more than a single season out of each year.
That life suited his mother, Shunlei knew: and he was being looked after well enough, since Mother Ning doted upon him just as tenderly she cared for his sister Suoxin. But he hated to go to her when he fell while playing cuju in the garden, or felt lonesome for his absent Muqin, for Mother Ning cried so often when she thought her children were out of earshot that Shunlei could not bear to add to her troubles.
Nor could he go to Mother Liu, for Mother Liu was Luo Nianzu's mother, and Nianzu clung to her like a baby fire-horned monkey because his birth mother had died before Nianzu ever knew her.
(The less said of Mother Hua, the better, Shunlei thought. She was not unkind to him, but she made no secret of the fact that she was jealous of the favor Muqin received from Emperor-Father; and since Shunlei was Muqin's son, Mother Hua had never liked him very much, either.)
But then, late in the spring of Luo Shunlei's fourth year, Mother Liu brought a man into the hougong's central garden and announced that he was to be Suo-jie and Ying-jiejie's new Shizun.
"He will be your Shizun too, in time," she said to Nianzu, "as soon as you learn how to read more than a few characters."
"What about me?" Shunlei asked anxiously, plucking at the hems of her sleeve. "Shunshun wants to study, too."
At this, Mother Ning looked up from her account-book and kissed the top of his head.
"You can join this year if the taifu says you may," she assured him. "You're very bright for your age, Shun'er, but there's no need to rush. Mingyan gave Zhu-laoshi a twelve-year contract, so he won't leave the palace until the year you turn sixteen."
Sixteen sounded dreadfully grown-up to Luo Shunlei, who had yet to celebrate his fourth birthday. And if the new taifu really would be staying for the next twelve years, it hardly mattered that Shunlei wouldn't begin his studies until after he turned five.
But the taifu was more than happy to teach him, though Shunlei had only managed to learn the three characters that made up his nameā€”and by the first week after lessons began, Shunlei had affixed himself to his new Shizun like a barnacle clinging to the hull of a boat.
Zhu Qinglan was, strangely enough, only the second man that Shunlei had ever met. Imperial Father was the first, and Shunlei had seen some of his demon lackeys from afar; but they were forbidden to enter any part of the inner court save for Father's private palace, so he had never actually spoken to them.
"Are all men from the human realm like you?" Shunlei asked his Shizun once, not long after Imperial Father returned from his latest campaign in the North. "If they are, why doesn't Father make friends with them instead of fighting?"
Shizun laughed and put out his hand to steady Luo Shunlei's grip on his writing brush.
"No," he replied, after the brush picked up its pace again. "Your Shizun is very old by now, that's all. I had to spend eighty years wandering the wilds alone before I learned how to hold my temper properly, and my Shizun was long gone by thenā€”poor shifu! If your Imperial Father had met me when I was a young man, he wouldn't have wanted me as a servant, let alone a friend...or as his children's taifu, I suppose."
Luo Shunlei pouted. "Shizun can be my friend."
"Mm, then this teacher is very lucky. Oh, Shun'er, not againā€”you mustn't touch the scroll at all, remember? See how well da-gongzhu is writing."
It was true that Shizun was scolding him, Luo Shunlei reflectedā€”smudging his copy-work as he thought, to Shizun's great distressā€”but he did it so gently that Shunlei wriggled with glee, feeling very much like a wilted flower that had suddenly been thrust into the full light of day.
Shizun treasured Luo Shunlei, just as he treasured Da-jie and Er-jie and Gege; and since he belonged to all four of them, he loved them equally. Mother Ning loved Da-jiejie the most, and Mother Liu loved Gege the most; and though Mother Hua loved nothing in the world other than Er-jiejie, Shunlei was certain that his Muqin loved Imperial Father far more than she loved him.
Zhu Qinglan loved no one at the palace better than he loved Shunlei, and that feeling was so dreadfully new to him that he burst into tears the next time Shizun entered the schoolroom with a bowl of his favorite sweet sesame cakes.
"Why are you crying?" Shizun demanded, bewildered, as Luo Shunlei let out a wail and scurried over to bury his head in the long skirt of Shizun's white robe. "Are you ill?"
He passed the cakes to one of the maids and lifted Shunlei onto his hip, feeling his cheeks and brow with the back of his rough hands.
"His little highness doesn't have a fever," Shizun muttered, "but we can't take chances, so run for a taiyi as quickly as you can. This one will stay with the little prince until the doctor comes."
"No," Shunlei bawled, rubbing his face against Shizun's shoulder. "I'm happy, Shizun."
"Happy?" Shizun asked, more puzzled than ever. "Why?"
Luo Shunlei laid his cheek on Shizun's soft neck and wept, too overwhelmed to explain that no one had ever made anything specially for him to eat before.
His siblings were only passingly fond of sesame cakes, though they refrained from saying so to save face for their Shizun. But Shunlei likes Shizun's cakes even more than the ones Father sometimes makes for their weekly luncheons, and yesterday, Shunlei had finally worked up the courage to ask if Shizun could bake them again.
Shunlei's lessons were canceled that morning, since Shizun and Mother Ning's taiyi said that he needed rest; and so, he spent the rest of the day being carried about the palace on his teacher's back, and fed another handful of sesame cakes whenever Shizun remembered he was there.
By the third month, Luo Shunlei decided that he loved his Shizun more than anyone else he had ever known, except for Muqin and his Suo-jiejieā€”which was why he bit off the left half of his Imperial Father's nose when Father told him that he meant to take Shizun into the hougong as a bride.
"You can't have Shizun for your wife!" Shunlei screeched, incensed. "He's ours!"
Imperial Father only raised his eyebrows at him.
"If you ever do that again," he drawled, conjuring a mirror to make sure his nose was healing properly, "I'll send you to the North to fight ice demons with Hualing, and I won't bring you back until you're too old to need a taifu anymore."
Luo Shunlei growled and kicked his little feet until he heard the satisfying crack of one of his Imperial Father's ribs snapping in half.
"You can't," he insisted, as Father let out a gasping wheeze and put a hand to his chest. "You have thirty wives already! That's too many. You can't have my Shizun, too."
Father's right eyebrow climbed a little higher up his forehead. "Everyone under the sun belongs to me," he said. "If I want your Shizun, he'll be mine eventually. There's no more to be said about it."
"But Shizun doesn't want you," Luo Shunlei scowled. "Everyone knows that."
For some reason, Father's face fell so quickly that Shunlei almost regretted his unkindness.
Only almost, though.
"It doesn't matter what he wants," Father said at last, after a long silenceā€”and after his broken rib had healed, much to Luo Shunlei's frustration. "But heā€”he will want me some day, even if his heart lies elsewhere now. You'll see."
Luo Shunlei squinted at him. "I'll go tell Shizun what you're planning," he threatened. "Then Shizun can run away, and I'll go with him."
"Do you really want to visit the North so badly?" his father said idly. "Everything that lives there could eat you up in one bite."
(Shunlei's mother had taught him what to do in case anything ever ate him, so he could survive perfectly well in the Northern Desert if he had to.
Naturally, he said nothing of this to his father.)
Shunlei reached up and tugged sharply on his father's hair.
"Shizun won't like you if you send me away," he sniffed. "You can't be stupid if you're an Emperor, Imperial Father. Shizun said so."
Father sighed and tucked Luo Shunlei under his arm. "Would it really be so bad if Qinglan joined the harem?" he asked. "He'd still be your Shizun, and you'll still get to see him whenever you like. Nothing will change for you and the other little ones."
Luo Shunlei said nothing.
"And," Father said softly, "you can call him muhou after he and I are married. I plan to make him my empress, so he'll be your Imperial Mother as well as your Shizun."
"Imperial Mother...?"
Shunlei had never had an Imperial Mother before. Officially, every woman in the harem was Father's legitimate wife; the sole difference in status between them was that only the five inner wivesā€”or four now, after the untimely death of Luo Nianzu's birth motherā€”were allowed full courtyards of their own and the right to raise children.
None of them were allowed to call themselves empresses, only consorts and wives: not even Mother Ning, who had reputedly been Father's favorite wife since his childhood on Cang Qiong Mountain.
But if Father meant to take Shizun as his Empress, and if that meant Shizun would be Shunlei's Imperial Mother, then...
"Then if you do marry Shizun," Shunlei ventured, plucking at the yaopei dangling from Imperial Father's belt, "can Shun'er have a little sister? Or a brother?"
Suddenly, Luo Shunlei felt his father's body go cold.
"No," Father said brusquely. "You may not."
"But why not?" he persisted. "If Shizun becomes my Imperial Mother, won't he be allowed to have his own Shun'er? Like Muqin and Mother Ning andā€”"
"No," his father repeated, more harshly than before. "After your Nianzu-ge was born, I vowed that I would never father another child. Don't ever mention such things again."
Luo Shunlei stared at him. "But I'm smaller than Gege," he said uncertainly. "Didn't Father break that vow already?"
"Enough," Father hissed. "Listen to me, Luo Shunlei. I nearly killed your Mother Ning by letting her give birth to Suoxin, and I as good as murdered your late Mother Qin by fathering Nianzu upon her. If Hualing had tried to give birth to you the usual way instead of molding you from our mingled blood, she wouldn't even have lived long enough to bring you into the world. Would you have me risk killing your Shizun, too?"
Shunlei's eyes burned.
"No," he said in a strangled voice. "Put me down."
So Imperial Father set him down on the ground, looking very much as though he could not bear to stand in Shunlei's presence for another moment.
"Don't you dare mention any of this to anyone," Father said wearily, as Shunlei rubbed his fists across his smarting eyes. "Otherwise, I really will send you up North to your mother."
Luo Shunlei nodded, somehow contriving to hide his tears until he made his way out of his father's courtyard; and then he staggered off to the Bamboo Palace where Shizun lived, hoping against hope that Shizun was at home and not out on another beast-trapping trip with Mother Liu.
"Shizun," he sobbed, beating on the gate with his tiny fists. "Shizun, Shun'er is here!"
And then Shizun was there, bundling Shunlei into his arms and draping a warm cloak over his shoulders before bringing him into the Zhugong's little kitchen for cakes and hot tea.
He fed Luo Shunlei and washed the tears from his little nose; and then, after his sobs began to slow, Shizun wrapped him up in a soft blanket and took him to Mother Ning.
"No," Shunlei wailed, as Mother Ning came running out of her own palace with worry all over her face. "Mother Ning, Shun'er wants to stay with Shizun."
Mother Ning blinked. "He didn't make you cry?"
"No!"
"Then who did?"
Shunlei frowned and burrowed into his Shizun's coat. "Nobody. But Shun'er is staying right here."
"All right, all right," Shizun said soothingly. "You can stay with Shizun for as long as you want. Lady Ning, if you would..."
Mother Ning nodded and promised that she would send a maid to the Zhugong with a bag of clothes for Shunlei.
"You can send him back for his bath, if he needs one before bed," she fretted. "But if he'd rather stay with you, then that's all right, too."
Satisfied, Shizun bowed to Mother Ning and whisked Shunlei back to the Zhugong, where he was made to drink two more cups of medicinal teaā€”though he did not mind this, since Shizun had already fed him all the fresh-baked sesame cakes he could holdā€”and put to bed on the pretty lounging chair in the front room.
"Go to sleep," Shizun told him, stroking his hair. "And don't look at this teacher with such big eyes. I'll still be here when you get up."
Luo Shunlei's lip trembled. "Do you promise?" he whispered. "You won't go away while I'm sleeping?"
"Of course not. Has your Shizun ever broken his word? Lookā€”I won't even let go of your hand. You can hold this one, and I'll use the other to write while you nap."
So Shunlei finally let himself drift off; and when he opened his eyes again, some two hours later, he found that Shizun had fallen asleep at his desk, with his head on the erhu score he was copying and his left hand still clasped about Luo Shunlei's.
Suddenly, Luo Shunlei's heart felt very full. But then he remembered that Shizun would leave one day, whenever Father deemed that Shunlei and Nianzu and their jiejies had no further need of him, and then...
And then Shizun wouldn't belong to Shunlei anymore.
His spirits sank. He squeezed Shizun's palm, not knowing whether he wanted his teacher to sleep on or wake up and comfort him.
But at that moment, two words shaped themselves upon Luo Shunlei's lips; and before he could bite them back, he found himself saying them aloud.
"Imperial Mother?" he whispered, hugging his Shizun's arm. "Muhou, Shun'er is...is...."
And thenā€”like a ray of white sunlight spearing through a blanket of cloudsā€”his Shizun smiled, though he had not woken, and kissed Luo Shunlei's pudgy hand in his sleep.
"Hush, my baobao," he breathed, already sinking back into his dreams. "Don't cry. Mother is here."
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invinciblerodent Ā· 6 months ago
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actual image of me trying to figure out what class to choose for my Rook so i'll have one of each possible class in my 3 person party as I drag my love interest and my best friend through the ass end of Thedas
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an-albino-pinetree Ā· 2 months ago
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I would be the gayest redneck little shit.
Iā€™d be unstoppable/j
@thescarletnargacuga I did it āœØ I didnā€™t know if you actually wanted to be tagged sdjh
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prince-liest Ā· 1 year ago
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Iā€™m reading Witch King by Martha Wells, and now that I have read more than one (1) series by this author, I have been suddenly brained with a two-by-four sharpied over with ā€œrealizing that I really enjoy novels by Martha Wells because they live in the specific niche created by the intersection of casually and thoroughly queer casts and non-romance storylinesā€
I am as ever a sucker for non-human main characters struggling with their very human feelings, which is why I jumped on Witch King the moment I sawĀ ā€œthe author of Murderbot wrote another book with a main character thatā€™s non-human,ā€ but I live in this dichotomy where I can really enjoy reading queer romances but I donā€™t really identifyĀ with non-ace characters (which is not actually something I figured out how to differentiate until I was Last Week Years Old). so there are lots of books out there that I enjoy reading but itā€™s comparatively rare for me to read something that feels like it was written For Me and Martha Wells does that very well
anyway, give me more ace it-pronouns human-spliced robot main characters and people-eating demons who consider rank over gender when finding new bodies to inhabit
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mangokabuto Ā· 9 months ago
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Some genderbend sketch before bed <3
(bonus below cut. I got carried away w/ usopp lmao)
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OH FUCK I FORGOT NAMI'S TATTOO LMAOOOO IGNORE THAT SORRY..
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deepsixsquid Ā· 6 months ago
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One thing that I will always find special: Splatoon players finding funny ways to bring other games into the mix In this case, Guilty Gear, which also has a special place in my heart~
Speakin of which, that's a perfect segue for this
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same-name-supremacy Ā· 11 months ago
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Cute!
I made another genderbend total drama ocs. This time, it's Saoires and Blake
The td genderswap au belong to @same-name-supremacy
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same-name-supremacy Ā· 1 year ago
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SameName doodles sometimes!
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Some silly moments and big sis Danika.. obviously
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Hey a sneak peek at some beta designs
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I wonder what my favourite ship is.. hm.. a mystery.
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ectopuppy Ā· 4 months ago
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its the boyyyyyyy (and shoko)
brain fell out so i drawed my sonic ocs uwu
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shiawasekai Ā· 2 months ago
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There is sheltered and there is "never telling your daughter everyone's real forms are crows/"horses"." This scene solely from Asebi's perspective makes her reaction a lot more logical lmao
The anime plays the scene mostly from Wakamiya's and Yukiya's + it skips the entire scene with Asebi meeting a "horse" for the first time so her reaction seems a lot more non-sensical. You have no grasp on the fact her only experience with people in their crow-form is with "horses" and even that is a rare sight for her.
Now I would love some lore details on how yatagarasu ended up defaulting to human form to the point this is even possible.
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same-name-supremacy Ā· 1 year ago
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Feel free to follow this account if youā€™d like! Itā€™s something I wanted to do for a good month.
Iā€™m posting drawings tomorrow!
Hello! Welcome to Super Crown Sitcom! This is @same-name-supremacy second blog. I recently became obsessed with this dead trend and wanted to make a whole account for it!
I do have a few rules I want followed!
No NSFW comments, not even suggestive comments. Many characters here belong to franchises that include children
Proshippers are not welcome! Racists are not welcome! Homophobes and transphobes are not welcome!
No reposts, only reblogs
Fanart is allowed, please keep it SFW!
Thank you for following these rules!!
I hope you all enjoy my silly drawings! Thank you for reading!
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katerinaaqu Ā· 4 months ago
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Caleb: You know... Kelly Clarkson once said "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" and I've realized I don't wanna be stronger anymore bitch. I am tired of being stronger. So whatever's trying to kill me, if you could just do it already. That'd be so great
Cedric: I'M TRYING BITCH!!!
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transingthoseformers Ā· 1 year ago
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Hii so I saw a post about Mtmte Megatron x tfp optimus x mtmte Rodimus and I NEED TO HEAR YOUR THOUGHTS ON THE AU!
I was gonna link all the posts but i CANNOT FOR THE LIFE OF ME FIND THE FIRST POST FOR THIS PLOTLINEšŸ˜­
ykw there's others but i need to tag them because i run this plotline rather often.
Basically, Lost Light dimension hopping shenanigans lead to the idw mecha arriving in the tfp dimension, and they, upon noticing the war is still ongoing, contact the tfp autobots. Chaos ensues, Tfp Optimus and mtmte Megatron are somewhat slowly falling into this adorable relationship with mtmte Rodimus not only shipping it but being bolder about his advances on both his Megs (who Roddie has been involved with for a short while now) and this archivist prime.
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shalom-iamcominghome Ā· 6 months ago
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Me at one of the shul members: This is my shul bubbe. There are many like her but this one is mine
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thatweirdnoise Ā· 1 year ago
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I have this random hc that Jorginho (the iv drop) and Jorge (Bagi's chat) are like parent and child, like Paul and Paul Jr
(note: adding the suffix -inho to a word in portuguese turns it into its diminutive form. So Jorg-inho means little Jorge)
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