#so like. au for improvement? AU FOR IMPROVEMENT!

[berrryparfait]

‎honey sugar you ! ♡‧₊˚

‪‪♥︎‬ featuring: head chef! sylus x pâtissier! fem!reader

— ༉‧₊ᐟ premise: a record of the highs and lows of your time as a fresh-faced pâtissier under the renowned chef sylus—two unforgettable years marked by burnt sugar, stolen glances, and the kind of lessons that shape both your craft and your heart.

❝ i can name three things that are sweet: honey, sugar, and you! ❞

— ༉‧₊ᐟ tags/cws: restaurant au, fluff and mild angst, sylus is kind of a prick at first, kitchen is a battlefield, enemies-to-lovers, airport trope

— ༉‧₊ᐟ word count: 1.4k

— ♫₊ᐟ soundtrack: 好きな人がいること – jy

✧ a/n: inspired by my all-time favorite j-drama, a girl and three sweethearts (suki na hito ga iru koto), which ignited my love for bossy, sulky, tsundere men <3

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS did not welcome you warmly. He scowled at your “incompetence” despite not having tried your signature dessert—a lemon meringue tart with a cinnamon-powdered twist—and deemed you unworthy of his mentorship right off the bat. He’s the most powerful person in the kitchen and is set on making sure everyone remembers it, rarely pausing to say “please” and “thank you” and glaring daggers at anyone who makes so much as a minor mistake. It’s stressful, working under a man like him—as if a bomb defusal is in progress and one wrong snip could be life-threatening.

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS is a bossy, domineering man. His arrogance truly knows no bounds. All the best ingredients, all the best plate arrangements—everything is “his territory”. He’s got the most experience, after all. Why question him? Besides, he’s physically intimidating, too, towering over you at 6’ 2” and watching your every move with those piercing, ruby eyes. He makes you sweat, that’s for sure. “Coffee bavarois,” he stated plainly when asked about this week’s dessert, no room for debate. You tried to tell him it clashes with the main dish, but he refused to give you the time of day. “You’re new here,” he warned, a sinister edge to his deep voice. “So you do as I say.”

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS is always the last person to leave the restaurant. He stays behind to experiment with new flavors and figure out creative ways to improve the menu, sketching and making notes like his life depends on it. One night, just as you’re about to call it a day, you catch him standing by the counter, a quizzical expression on his face. You hide around the corner and watch him in silence as he frowns at the serving of coffee bavarois before him, doubt—for the very first time since you’ve known him—passing like a shadow over his sharp features. He pulls out a slice of your lemon meringue tart from the fridge (your coworkers ask you to bake one every week), and, gingerly, takes a small bite. His face lights up in sweet surprise, but he quickly schools his expression, as if wary of watchful eyes. “God damn it…” he curses under his breath before scribbling something in his book.

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS isn’t used to admitting he was in the wrong. He struggles to hold your gaze as he “suggests” a change in the dessert menu, his perfervid desire for culinary perfection winning out over his pride. You, on the other hand, are trying your hardest to suppress a smug grin of utter satisfaction, the glorious tides of victory flooding your veins. “Yes, chef,” you reply, beaming. Your coworkers watch on nervously as he squints at your tone, the spark of a challenge passing unspoken between the two of you. Just when you think he’s about to lash out, he simply says, brusque as always, “Preheat the oven. Doors are almost open.”

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS has finally begun to acknowledge your level of skill, begrudgingly taking your lead at times and heeding your advice. He rarely questions your decisions anymore; at least when it comes to the dessert menu. Once in a while, though exceedingly rare, you even catch the occasional muttered compliment falling from his lips, and it makes you happier than it should. Part of you wonders if he’s begun to seek your approval just as much as you seek his. Petty competition aside, work has felt a lot lighter, lately. For what might be the first time in an eternity, working in the kitchen feels like working as a team. “That was…not a bad idea,” he says lowly, masking his words with nonchalance. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you— ” you tease, incredibly pleased with yourself.

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS gets surprisingly twitchy when met with skin-to-skin contact. He’d been watching you prepare a tray of macarons the other day when you asked if he wanted to try piping the vanilla buttercream filling. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a novice—fumbling with the bag and making a small mess on the baking tray. You sighed at his meagre attempts and reached out to guide him, your soft palm gentle yet firm on his knuckles as you filled the remaining macarons together. It worked well at first—both of you focused and in sync—but his grip eventually faltered. After a pause, he quietly shook your hand loose and returned to his own preparations, seemingly a little…flustered?

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS celebrates in silence. You’ve just won your first ever major haute cuisine competition as a chef-pâtissier duo, and rather than celebrating with the rest of the restaurant staff, he grabs a beer from the fridge and retreats to the balcony. You join him after a while, believing he deserves to feel proud too. The cool night air hits your face as you walk up to him—he’s hunched over the railing with a pensive, far-off look on his face. “Not having fun?” he asks sardonically. You rally the question back to him, to which he simply says he prefers celebrating in private. Yet…he doesn’t reject your company. In fact, he seems to find a sort of delicate solace in it. He opens up to you for the first time that night, telling you about the pressure he’s dealt with his entire life to live up to his legendary father's legacy. You tell him he’s enough and place your hand on his. Bright color warms his cheeks.

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS is patient with you; supportive of you. He’s still as broody and reserved as always, yet you find the other chefs smiling more. They laugh freely during work hours and, as a result, customers seem more satisfied, too. You’ve found a home here, and you’re happy. Imagine everyone’s surprise when you’re notified of a French celebrity chef’s interest in your dessert-making—his offer highly generous. He isn’t exactly more renowned than Sylus, but it would still be an excellent opportunity for you to progress in the culinary scene. It’s not something you can simply…pass up.

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS has been distant lately. His mood is easily soured, and he’s regained some of that signature bite when speaking to you. You know he’s just scared. Scared you’ll leave him, scared you’ll forget all about him when you move to Paris, your time together in the kitchen miles away. But he hasn’t discouraged you from going. “Award-winning pâtissiers would kill for an opportunity like this. Take it and go.” he says bluntly, and you’d be lying if you disagreed. So why does the thought of leaving this place behind hurt you so? And why is he acting like this if you’re already on borrowed time?

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS doesn’t bother seeing you off at the airport. You take in a shaky breath as you pull your luggage towards the immigration kiosks, devastated and confused. Did the past two years really mean nothing to him? Just as you step in line, heavy footsteps echo through the departure hall. You turn to see a very breathless, very desperate Sylus—still in his once-pristine chef’s uniform—staring right at you. He ran all the way here to stop you. To get something off his chest… “I’m not here to keep you from leaving,” he breathes, nothing but sincerity in those intense, crimson eyes. “That’d be selfish of me. I’m here to say goodbye. And…” Your heart squeezes as he cups the side of your face and leans in, planting a tender kiss on your lips. Hot tears threaten to spill down your cheeks as you tell him you love him, that you’ll never forget him, and that you’ll be back after chasing your dreams.

HEAD CHEF! SYLUS visits you every month, his warm embrace and playful kisses a welcome remedy for the cold, Parisian weather. You’ve barely been in France a year, and you already wish you could go back. Maybe next year, once you’ve finished perfecting this year’s dessert menu. You’ve always believed in expanding your horizons and chasing your dreams, but though they’re always evolving, always growing, in many ways…you already have. Because sometimes, a dream isn’t some far-off future—it’s the life you’re living. And for you, Sylus waits at the end of every chapter.

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[signfromeywa]

Let me introduce you to Joker 💜 he is also an old OC of mine, I just made him a bit blue 🤭 hybrid style like Ayluna. Now he is also a metahuman for my avatar AU 🥰

Joker is a Metahuman Hybrid clone, like Ayluna half human half Na'vi more on the human side. He doesn't have tail and kuru coz they modified his DNA and embryo to not have it. Also he is very unstable in his character. So he is (till now) the only metahuman who has a destruct mechanism inside his core, the M.R.S can activate, if he goes crazy.

I hope you like him 💜 maybe I will add more Metahuman. I like this AU, but don't worry. I will not forget my other avatar OCs 💜🥰

If you want to see his original design and old art from him:

That's his original design from an old story I have since ages :D it's a sci-fi story called The Hunters.

He is a mutant with a cybernetic spine and comes also out of a lab. His character and story are almost the same as in the Avatar AU :3

Here some nasty old art from him, but it shows how much he improved over time :3 I redesigned him 2021 but created him 2012 🤭 he is a very old character of mine 💜

[pokemon-ash-aus]

Ash after not updating after a month in the fanfic author au:

"Hey, guys! Sorry for not updating in a while, I finally got to start my journey as a Pokemon trainer!! And also because my partner Pikachu didn't like me at first (but we get along now and he's currently beta reading most of my work!) and we also got attacked by a wild flock of Spearow and we got pretty roughed up and we also saw this pokemon I never saw before! Also sorry if there's more spelling and grammatical mistakes than normal. I had to write some of these while on the road and also in pokemon centers."

Also bonus points if he's a semi well-known author for the show he writes for.

It'd be SO FUNNY THO

User: UpcomingPokemonMaster

Update: The Sorrow Upon the Earth

Author's Note: So it's been... Seven-ish? Months since i last updated. My bad! Trying to write on a journey is hard, and i don't have a computer. It's even harder when your thrown out a window. Learned a new word for it though! I was defenestrated :D

Anyways, here we go you filthy animals, i'm excited about this update!

Comments: 126

Anon: What do you mean you were thrown out the window!?

UpcomingPokemonChampion: It was only for like a second. It's okay, im better now :)

HerefortheGoods: Wow! Your grammar has really improved, must be all the social interaction!

UpcomingPokemonChampion: Thank you! I definitely learned a bit more, but a lot of it is cause Pikachu is my Beta Reader :D

HerefortheGoods: Wow! That's awesome! I never heard of the Author Pikachu- do you have a link for them?

UpcomingPokemonChampion: He doesn't have an Ao3. He's my Pokemon partner

HerefortheGoods: W H A T

THIS WOULD BE SO FUNNY WITH THE STREAMER AU, A MIX OF IT IM JDNDJSJ

[greenflamedwriter]

Food Wars

Trigger warning Mentions of cannibalism/ sa / non consentual tampering with food with body fluids/ you have been warned (Don't worry the guy gets whats coming for him.

Shen Yuan/Luo Binghe- Food Wars Au but still a cultivation setting. _______________________________________________________

Shen Yuan has the god tongue and can tell each ingredient, from produce to meats and even where they came from.

 In the Xianxie version of Scum Villain still based in a cultivation setting in ancient China- therefore without the technology it's easier for SY to not know who people are by their faces alone (important for later)

Unlike Scum Villain there will be changes/ such as Huan Hua prizes itself on Cultivating Cuisine that helps cultivation that aides not only the youth but also elders who want to improve their cultivation. 

Like using pills/aritifacts or elixers they put all of their research into food. Huan Hua is the Base that funds this practice and prides itself on finding the best cheifs.

 Huan Hua is the base however other Cultivation sects can bring forward their expertise and unite together under the Immortal Alliance sharing their speicialities.

 So Shen Jiu who only cooks for his brother who has a fine taste and pallete along with Yue Qingyuan who is the Vice President and with his connections was able to secure the future of the Shen Twins.

However, Cang Qiong owe a favour to Huan Hua since it was the Palace Master who took them in and helped Shen Yuan develop the God tongue and Shen Jiu worked hard in the grueling Palace to earn his place. As kids from the street they were never truly welcomed instead SJ saw it as a change of ownership.

 Sure thanks to Yue Qingyuans connections he was a Peak Lord of Cang Qiong and had earned his freedom during a food war, however he didn't realise until it was too late it was only HIS freedom he earned leaving SY alone at Huan Hua.

So, he gained experience as a spirtual cultivator and honed his culinary skills and thus made the plan that only his cooking was good enough for SY who couldn't cook for himself and had poor cultivation and needed food to imrpove his weak consitution.

And for a while the scheme sucedded, Shen Jiu was finally able to see his brother and plan his rescue. Until the Palace Master saw through it and told SY to lie and say that his daughters (terrible) cooking was good so she will raise in statues and her reputation if not he'll never see his brother again.

And so With the Huan Hua blackmail, Shen Jiu's prickly nature and his need for survival and Yue qingyuan who promised to save the Shen Twins but was too late- Shen Jiu became Shen Qingqiu the Xiu Ya blade and a renowned Shizun and taught his own disciples his cooking techniques. However with his brother on the line he couldn't have anyone surpass him in both spirtual strength, cultivation and cooking prowess.

And so one particular disciple took the brunt of abuse, and once he was exiled from Qing Jing Peak he vowed revenge on his scumbag Shizun.

In the story, Luo Binghe exposed the Shen Brothers as fruads especially with SY claiming food was good/bad was wrong only because of the Palace Masters manipulations and Luo Binghe not only humiliated them he enacted torture, gruelling canibalistic torture of slowly carving up his Shizun but keeping him alive to face more extrutiating pain but the limbs he took? He fed them to his own brother and even when he was sick and his stomach cramping from the stress and pain Luo Binghe tenderly hand-fed him himself making sure he didn't waste one morsal.

And so when Shen Yuan transmigrated into Huan Hua to begin his training, he was lucky he knew everything about PIDW the only thing he wasn't sure was which taste came from what region and he worried about his memorisation skills however thanks to Luo Binghes POV and little hints and patterns was able to figure out what came from where.

 However it was not good enough for the Old Palace Master.

"As long as his tongue is intact, I don't care what you do to him. Make sure he learns his lessons."

The wonderful thing about Huan Hua is that they are able to enact torture that remains hidden, Shen Yuan could still go about his day still dressed emaculate, his movements graceful and demure and still looked healthy but underneith his skin had tiny pinpricks made from the teeth of Yellow Peony leeches.

 Shen Yuan had to admit it was a pretty insidious torture tactic however a well done one. It didn't linger, created the effect of striking fear into the victim and didn't create any physical effects down the road.

Nope, just the severe hallucinations and instant paralysis that would push anyone to the brink, he threw up and was sick the first couple times, he stomach still clenched at the thought of those leeches.

 And it kept his heartrate steady keeping him in a false state of calm, so he wouldn't accidently die of a heart attack or fear.

Truly a disgusting golden cage he transmigrated too.

His appetite was all but destroyed, he was underweight and was beggining to look sickly, with the constant migraines and headaches he was unable to complete his tasks.

He may just die from stress alone.

And thats when Shen Jiu came to the rescue, his presence alone his strong personality that made the Huan Hua disciples back off even the Old Palace Master had to bite his tongue when told the news that his once dying product was suddenly rejuvinated and more healthy looking even able to greet and see the Palace Master properly where as before the man walked in a daze unaware of his surroundings.

With such an obvious change, and the loss of the battle against the up and rising Peak Lord Shen Qingqiu he had to admit defeat and allow the brother entry to be in charge of Shen Yuans well being.

Huan Hua had people who bought their way in and had no talent and even when Shen Yuan spat out food and called it disgusting was told to swallow, smile and say it was delicious or he would be punished.

Years later, it was time for the Immortal Alliance Conference where all students and even rogue disciples came to show off their talents.

It wasn't all just food, even battles and defeating demonic beasts was part of the event that part Shen Yuan was looking forward too-

But his stomach was in knots, this was when he would meet Luo Binghe and in the book both Shen Yuan and Shen Jiu were extra snobby and even when it was obvious Luo Binghe's food was delicious Shen Yuan would call it disgusting!

However now that he lived Shen Yuans life, he understood the brothers a little more now. Before they were just rivals for Binghe to defeat and crush under his boot.

Now he felt sorry for him.

There was one man at Huan Hua who saved Shen Yuan, he was the only one who could put the Palace Master in his place but he had commitments of his own and couldn't save Shen Yuan.

 He saw the regret and pain in that mans eyes, he had a wife who was also a prisoner of Huan Hua he was trying to set free.

 Even though Huan Hua palace is inept, why do they keep winning battles and able to have so many geniuses like this man and Shen Jiu in their pockets?

It was Linguang-Jun, as a backer and strong force to both cooking pure demonic cuisine and strong he was always called as the champion and has been undefeated.

 It may look like Huan Hua has power over the Second in command for the Mobei-Clan but it was the opposite. Huan Hua was the cage and the Palace Master the Warden but Linguang-Jun was the CEO who kept it running and was in complete control.

Shen Yuan couldn't wait to see Luo Binghe's cooking. But he was worried about his first impression- not to mention the story!

After all, it was all the times Shen Yuan called Luo Binghe's food disgusting that enraged Luo Binghe to try harder and make such delicious foods, foods good enough to crush Linguang-Jun!

But if he was too cruel as a critique then he would be forced to eat parts of his brothers limbs!

 He accidently ate a dish that had blood nicked from the finger from the cultivator and almost spewed then and there it was nasty.

shen Yuan scowled, he swears this god tongue thing was a curse before he transmigrated he was able to eat whatever he wanted and not have his appetite ruined because one thing happened to be off.

Talk about the pickiest of picky eaters! 

Shen Yuan groaned, he was alone in the prepping room, it was the entrance exams for each contestent and luckily for Shen Yuan he was not meeting any of the disciples, he only sampled the dish with the name then told his man servants his decision if they passed or not.

 Before he and Shen Jiu were outside together and thats when Luo Binghe made his bold declaration, and hmm.

Now he understands why Shen Yuan looked at Binghe like he was dirt beneith his shoe, if anyone badmouthed Shen Jiu who made Huan Hua bearable he would be doing a lot worse than giving someone a dirty look.

However he skipped it, telling Shen Jiu it was anxiety from large crowds and he was going to get a drink.

 He was alone in the kitchen and felt his stomach ache.

When he was stressed, that man cooked for him and it helped Shen Yuan through the toughest years without his er-ge.

 It was only when the man left that the Palace Master was forced to send a missive to Shen Jiu to take care of his brother, the God tongue too important to lose.

Even so, he both memorised and knew how to prepare those foods and they became his comfort food.

 Stress eating...of course that was a habit he developed in this world.

But the worst part was...the reactions.

Goddamn airplane and his scummy writing, anyone who tries cooking has to...emote such a thing strongly and some expressions go that some food is orgasmic.

 And so each character over-reacts to good cooking, especially the love interests! 

Mostly it's the girls for Binghe to aquire his harem, yep harem dynamics are very popular in stallion novels- but the worst part even Shen Yuan is not spared from the indignity, in Luo Binghe's point of view he never viewed it as sexual, only beffiting that Shen Yuan lost his face so many times in public and shamed himself in such a way and would bold-face lie that Binghe's cooking was disgusting.

Which didn't help Shen Yuan when of course Binghe's cooking was good, losing his own credibility over wounded pride.

Shen Yuan sat, he made a small portion something easy on the stomach but just enough to not be hungry.

"Hello?"

Shen Yuan turned and blinked down at the most cutest cherub he has ever saw- although he guessed they were the same age the kid was a beansprout with large ears and paws for hands that he was sure to grow into.

...

"This is good, as the God tongue you would make an excellent chief- so why have you not pursued that like everyone else?" Shen Yuan laughed.

 "This is good, but tell me. Would you expect this type of cooking in the contest? It's not exactly fine dining. Cooking is not...they are artists truly taking something and crafting so much passion and creativity into food. I merely consume and tell them if it's up to standards or not. Any dish I approved has aided countless cultivators and their sects but trying to find ingredients and best dishes that can create the same effect that isn't detrimental to the wildlife is key

I am no culinary genius, and these recipes I know was given to me by...a speical person. They knew of my picky tastes and weak constitution and what foods my body could take. Sure I have a God Tongue but I do not have God stomach."

Shen Yuan laughed self mockingly and Luo Binghe grimaced that had to suck.

Speaking off, Shen Yuans stomach grumbled, and the sweet lamb gasped, "This one apologises! I didn't mean to take your food-"

"It's okay. I was happy to share it." The boy pressed his lips together then his eyes shone with passion, "Let me cook for you."

"Ah that's not nessicary-"

"Please if you don't like it then you don't have to eat it, but I can't leave you to go hungry."

He sounded really serious about this. hah very well then.

When he smelled it, he sighed "That smells good- however as the god tongue my tastes are very picky. There's nothing to be ashamed off, if I don't react correctly it's no fault of your own and you shouldn't take it to heart."

"Gege you havn't even tried my cooking yet!"

"Ah thats right, my apolgies White Lotus." The young man faltered then returned to his rythm looking flustered.

"Lotus?"

"It's best I don't know you're name. After all my judgement should be fair to all and have their cooking so the work, but my Lotus looks like such a hard worker and so adorable I may be bias in my critique. Better for both of us hmm?"

The young man nodded, lips pressed together.

Shen Yuan had one hand on his cheek as he watched, it was better than those tik tok videos showing asmr. He could watch this kid preparing food forever.

"Here you go."

Hmm, Shen Yuan glanced down at it his lips pursed. "You need to work on your plating, one time a disciple at Huan Hua placed a suace with the meat and the meat soaked up the sauce for too long and became soggy losing all it's flavour."

"Ah- apologies!"

"No, there's nothing wrong, one time a-" hmm he couldn't say Luo Binghe who found this mistake after, in his first trial he almost lost as he never plated before and he looked like an amatuer however he was a quick learner.

"Another disciple, my Shixiong." He'll just make it up- afterall this kid was going to be competing against Luo Binghe eventually anyway.

"He plated similair to this and two ingredients blended together and made a whole new flavour it inspired a new dish."

Shen Yuan rummaged around in his sleeve quickly pulling out his book.

 "I made some notes on plate presentation as I found it fascinating and liked the style." Ah if he could become a magazine editor for Luo Binghe and illustrate his dishes for his food that would be a dream come true!

"Take it."

"Ah gege- this one cannot take this!"

"Nonsense, you'll need it." 

The young man took it delicately as if it was gold, "Thank you."

Shen Yuan smiled then looked at the plate, although crude it was cute.

Ahh the Immortal Alliance Conference was even a five year program, by the time he would be done this young man would blossom into a strong cultivator.

Shen Yuan took a bite of the dish and stiffened.

"Uh gege? Is it bad?" Lotus asked looking concerned, but Shen Yuan glanced down and felt warmth and then a full blown shiver down his spine, the hot steaming food made his lips red and he moaned eyes shut as he took another bite.

ah there it was, it needed refinement a few seconds off cooking had a slight after taste from it.

However, compared to the other dishes he sampled today, this was good.

 Shen Yuan pressed his legs together inhaling and swallowed, oh goddammit his stupid body and his stupid reactions.

"It's good."

Lotus blinked, not expecting it, his eyes looking wide and shocked. Even looking at the revered God Tongue he thought it was just a joke, just another obsticle for him to destroy to get what he wanted and some spoiled brat who knew nothing about cooking. 

However seeing someone enjoying his food, Luo Binghe who stood before Shen Yuan, felt something loosen.

 Shen Yuan looked similair to his scumbag of a Shizun, even when he was standing beside him his eyes looking devoid and bored before turning and disapearing before Luo Binghe could even introduce himself.

Thats why he followed the brat in here to threaten him and promise he was going to make his brother pay.

The smell of cooked food distracted him- and worse of all that brats cooking was good!

 It was on a completely different level and for him to say this was home cooking and not on a proffesional level?

He was going to have to try harder, and yet with how approachable he was and kind he appeared even by telling him not to worry about his food- but this was good. If he could trick the god tongue to sample his food he could gain insight to the competition.

 The reaction was good, and settled his nerves. And Luo Binghe found he liked the reaction to his food. He wanted to destroy both brothers but Shen Yuan complemented his cooking.

The god tongue said his food was good.

"However," Shen Yuan spoke and Luo Binghe braced himself, as Shen Yuan looked down at his empty plate looking sad it was all gone. Since he already ate Luo Binghe didn't want to upset his stomach.

"More dishes are going to be more than this, their are sects and disciples who were trained and devoted their lives to their sects speicialities such as meat, medicinal, herbs and other ingredients alongside the demonic attritbutes."

Luo Binghe internally scowled, he knew that but he didn't make it this far by giving up.

"Plus your peers, some will be more experienced and would even have perfected their techniques and signature dish and..." Here Shen Yuan looked to be pitying as if he was indulging a child and that just pissed off even more he was going to prove him wrong and once he won the only cooking Shen Yuan will have will be by Binghe's own hand and no one elses!

 "Pure talent. Some cultivators are very instinctive and can create menus on the fly and create masterpieces like that, sometimes hard work does nothing when fighting against a pure genius."

Shen Yuan sounded like he was talking about someone.

...The same person who gave Shen Yuan those recipes for his weak constituion?

"Your approach may be unrefined and you seem a bit green." Here Shen Yuan smiled, "But I know if you keep at it, learn from your enviroment and from others you could be in the top ten." 

Luo Binghe blinked, that was...high praise.

Shen Yuan didn't know who he was but with just that-

"You're going to have to work hard, the competition is rough and there are a lot of prodigys from all Sects - wait which Sect are you from?"

Luo Binghe pressed his lips together, if he said he was exiled would he lose Shen Yuans favour?

"N-no one. This one is a rogue."

Shen Yuan blinked then jumped up, internally Luo Binghe scowled thinking he was digusted by some no-name cultivator and was probably disgusted by- huh?

Shen Yuan slammed down a piece of paper and took out an ink pen and mortor and quickly wrote something.

He placed the paper up and blew trying to make it dry- "Ah my seal where is...ah there it is!" 

Shen Yuan had a certain spirtual seal so people would know it was his and not some copycat.

He placed it in an envolop burning the wax, 

Luo Binghe tilted his head, "Uh, gege?"

Shen Yuan beamed as he pressed the hot wax sealing the letter then gave it to Luo Binghe.

"Give that to Gongyi Xiao the Head Disciple of Huan Hua."

"Why?" 

Just because he liked Binghe's cooking and gave him some good advice and even gave him his notes doesn't mean he was some dog sent to do requests for his Master just who did he think he-

"It's a letter of recomendation. To Huan Hua as a disciple, sure my White Lotus could stand alone strong without a sect and do well, but this gives me some piece of mind. And with the training and advice from Huan Hua will sky rocket your chances of being in the top ten to number two!"

Luo Binghe blinked, "Number two? Who would be number one?"

Shen Yuan looked flustered, "Um well-" He couldn't just tell this kid Luo Binghe was obviously going to win- that would sound like he was cheating and already decided the winner!

And plus he didn't want this poor sweet lamb anywhere near that psycho! It's the reason Shen Yuan changed the rules!

 He didn't want to show his face in public from trying food in front of an audiance but also to avoid Luo Binghe at all costs! And so far so good!

"Well that is-" the poor thing was going to lose to Luo Binghe anyway may as well get him used to it. "My Shixiong cooks very good. A prodigy, someone who could even defeat Linguang-Jun if he wanted."

Luo Binghe's eyes widened, that sounded impossible, but was that the standard of this man?

Shen Yuan reached out and patted his head, and Luo Binghe didn't know what to do.

 "But with the dish I just tasted, I know my White Lotus is going to go far."

Luo Binghe couldn't breathe.

He left Shen Yuan in a daze, letter in his hand.

In just one moment, his enemy became his benefactor at this moment this Shen Yuan was no longer a stepping stone to reach the summit.

Luo Binghe grinned down at the letter, he could still smell Shen Yuan and where he touched the paper. His demonic sense of smell is how he became so good at cooking in the first place, that and his Mother who taught him how to cook and they bonded over food...and he watched her die of starvation.

Luo Binghe clawed his way to this point he plans on making everyone who ever looked down on him to choke on his cooking, to see him as the strongest. He was exiled by his Master and swore revenge on that talentless hack, and when his demonic nature was exposed he knew he had what it takes, from his mother and foraging demonic plants and grown ingredients near the Abyss even hunting and fighting Monty Python Rhinocerous and by his forced survival was able to learn about the meat.

To come back to the cultivation world a young man and only held back by the theory and technical aspects of cooking.

The book in one hand and letter of recomendation in the other. Luo Binghe's lips tilted into a dark smirk. He planned his revenge but using Shen Yuan as a tool to achieve his goals was much better than what he had originally planned.

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When Luo Binghe saw Shen Yuan before the judges, looking so refined and cold.

 It was like a switch, if Luo Binghe didn't find him in the kitchen that day, Luo Binghe would've hated him.

"Ah, Lotus." Shen Yuan would light up whenever Binghe found Shen Yuan hidden in his own prepared kitchen and allowed Binghe the allowance from his body guard Liu Qingge.

 The brute looked down on Binghe seeing him as nothing more as a street rat wasting Lord Shens time.

However, Shen Yuan has made his cooking even better and seemed to give good advice for each trial he has faced.

 "Lotus, I'm sorry if my criticisms are too harsh," Shen Yuan spoke looking apologetic, Luo Binghe shook his head.

"It's not too harsh, your critique is informative and to the point it has greatly improved my cooking." Luo Binghe spoke and Shen Yuan smiled "I had noticed some improvments in the line-ups." 

Especially Luo Binghe's Shen Yuan was sure that was his cooking it surpassed everyone and was on a different level. Ah his poor little lamb, Shen Yuan couldn't bear to watch it's as if he was sending him out to the slaughter to be devoured by the wolf Luo Binghe!

"White Lotus, by making it this far is no small feet. Safe to say there is a prodigy before me." Luo Binghe internally smirked, of course he was Luo Binghe knew he was far superior than everyone on this mountain.

 Even the god tongue who has such vast amount of knowledge and knew the ins and outs of fine cuisine couldn't prepare a meal past mediocirty.

It was embarrising.

Luo Binghe sneered behind his back, until he watched Shen Yuan cook and looked at home in his personel kitchen. It reminded Luo Binghe of his mother especially the look on his face when he greeted Luo Binghe.

He even fed him his food, the two compared and even made notes.

Luo Binghe's opinion began to change the more he observed Shen Yuan he even found himself thinking of being his own personal attendent and swiping the job role from Liu Qingge.

Then it escalated of having the God tongue in a cage by his throne in his line of sight, having Shen Yuan be fed only by the Emporers hand- such an asset deserves to be by Luo Binghe's side when he becomes the emporer.

And sometimes Luo Binghe became curious, on how the God tongue works, if it affects taste that much how would Shen Yuan react to tasting things that are not primarly food.

Such as...Luo Binghe shivered at the thought of Shen Yuan on his knees, when the two were preparing white creamy broth and some got on Shen Yuans face that visual has followed Luo Binghe relentesly and now that he knows what Shen Yuan looks like he does wonder how that would taste.

Would he like it? Or hate it? 

"Shen Yuan, for the God tongue what is kissing like?"

He couldn't directly ask, but that was a safer question.

Shen Yuan however, looked as if Luo Binghe mentioned a truamtisng past as Shen Yuan looked down grim smile on his face - Luo Binghe back-pedalled.

"Apologies! This one was foolish to ask such a question."

"No no, lotus it's fine everyone was curious and a few people even tried it." Shen Yuan shivered but more in disgust than anything else.

"Lets say my chances of being married is ruined, my reactions were so bad I was almost exiled from Huan Hua God tongue be damned."

That sounded really bad!

"W-what was the reaction?"

"Even if someone cleans their mouth, there is a trace of previous foods or other such consumptions and I can taste everything."

Ah Luo Binghe could relate, with his superior sense of smell he had to regain tight control over his reactions.

 "And that's just kissing, one time someone...never mind you're too young for this aha!"

Luo Binghe wanted to scowl but had to ask, "When people wanted to try it- did they force gege?"

Shen Yuan blinked, "Well...it was required of me to try. Yes I may posses the God tongue however such a rare ability can't be horded-" Shen Yuans eyebrow twitched, probably thinking what nerve about sharing resources from Huan Hua who were greedy rich assholes.

 "So they choice an appropriate partner suitable for Huan Hua however she may have ate something unpleasent and my reaction was considered rude." 

 Luo Binghe frowned, wait- the way Shen Yuan was talking.

"Did you want to get married?"

"The God tongue needs to exist to help the cultivation world, and joining two sects in matrimony could be beneficial-"

"No Shen Yuan- did you even like her?" 

Shen Yuan looked confused, "Does it matter?"

Does it matter?

So if Huan Hua wanted, they could make Shen Yuan do anything, even be molested and not disgrace them in anyway?

 They only want him for his tongue but the body and the mind? They have already deemed them useless.

 Afterall, someone like Shen Yuan should be the strongest cultivator and a renowned Master of the Culinary arts- he should have his own SECT!

Luo Binghe felt bile rise in his throat, he has faced abuse from his Shizun and yet the thought of what Shen Yuan is going through and has no comprehension on the horror of his life- no wonder Shen Qingqiu was a scumbag, Luo Binghe finds himself wanting to murder something.

Such a talent gone to waste by Huan Hua...that is a grievious crime.

His need for revenge changed, now that he realised how small that goal was in comparison to enacting justice for Huan Hua's treatment of Shen Yuan-

It was unforgivable!

It appears his new passion and creativity conveyed in his cooking. Shen Yuan noticed when he reviwed Luo Binghe's cooking. The first time it happened Luo Binghe is still unsure of Shen Yuans reactions.

The first time he knew Shen Yuan knew who Luo Binghe was and had already came to a conclusion.

It would make sense Shen Qingqiu would badmouth Binghe to his little brother and do everything to claim his cooking was terrible.

However Shen Yuan gazed down at the dish with a bored look on his face, and it made Luo Binghe enraged knowing even with a God tongue people will lie and because of his position people will believe in Shen Yuan even if he personally loves the dish he would lie just for the sake of pride.

It disgusted Binghe that the review will be bias.

Shen Yuan stealed a breath, as if he knew the dish was disgusting his hands shaking and lips pressed together before releasing his breath and the sudden look of digust vanished as he spoke.

"Presentation is abysmal. The person preparing the food needs to learn proper platting or soon this dish will be rejected before any taste is taken."

It was harsh but...Shen Yuan said the same thing just before this...

Shen Yuan took a bite, stealing himself.

And Luo Binghe and the others watched enraptured, as Shen Yuan entire body relaxed like invisible strings were cut, his lips red from the hot food and a light flush on his face the only way to describe it was content bliss.

 Luo Binghe forgot everything, it was as if seeing someone emerging from a soft slumber it was borderline sacriligious and Binghe wanted to gouge the eyes out of everyone watching.

Suddenly Shen Yuan blinked down at the dish, "Ah well, that is..."

Everyone was waiting for his verdict...

Shen Yuan raised his chopsticks and had another bite.

"He's taking a second bite!?"

"That's never happened before-"

"What's going on?"

Luo Binghe grinned seeing the reactions and Shen Yuan looking flustered and embarresed however, tease someone too much they'll snap and claim the food was awful based on pride.

Shen Yuan sighed using a cloth to dab at his mouth.

 "This dish althought with poor execution and a brute force for throwing ingredients and spices together hoping for the best has some room for improvment."

Luo Binghe's smile faded, what?

"Luo Binghe, the disciple whom prepared this dish has a grasp for culinary expertise however for the preliminaris this is subpar. This dish needs finer technique and a better understanding on the food and why they taste good together rather than making it up as you go along." The man sat up straighter, but Luo Binghe clenched his fists he knew it, Shen Yuan was biased because of his brother-

"This dish is adequte and can move onto the next round. However serve something similair in the next round I don't see this disciple remaining here at Huan Hua."

The next morning however, when Luo Binghe found Shen Yuan he gaped to see the young man rushing around the kitchen preparing food.

"Um, gege?"

"Ah lotus! You made it through to the next round congragulations ah don't tell me your dish I want to remain impartial."

Luo Binghe grit his teeth, yes he made it no thanks to you!

"What are you doing?"

"Ah I was hoping you would drop by, I did make a note to Liu Qingge to let you in aha." Shen Yuans food smelled amazing.

 However, unlike Luo Binghe's sense of smell Shen Yuan was going by taste and muscle memory.

 He taste-tested then adjusted based on that.

Compared to the day before, this style of cooking was drastically different.

"Ah I blew it yesterday, I hope he didn't take my critique the wrong way but I can't show favour to one disciple I have to be fair!"

hmm? 

"Who would take your review badly, gege?"

"Luo Binghe!" Shen Yuan almost waved his cooking utensil then thought better of it, with his back turned he missed Binghe's face.

"Ugh his food was so good- I completely embarresed myself out there aha! Luckily I was prepared!" Shen Yuan turned then looked red and looked back, "Um you know how it is with how people react with good cooking and as the God tongue well...ahah." 

Luo Binghe couldn't believe it, Shen Yuans reaction wasn't disgust he was just mentally preparing himself?

"You knew Luo Binghe's food was good even before trying it- how did you know? Wasn't his presentation bad?"

He was suddenly hungry, and wanted to know why Shen Yuan humiliated Luo Binghe and made him look like an amatuer out there when he knew his food was good.

 "I heard rumours and I knew it would be delicious, I know Binghe has no Sect," Shen Yuan spoke and Luo Binghe became distracted at the smell- just what was he cooking it smelled...really good.

"And I can't just give him tips and just tell him he needs to figure it out for himself, he can't rely on his sense of smell-"

"What?"

No one knows he's a demon...unless Shen Qingqiu found out.

"Hmm? Oh I just assumed- sure most Culinary masters are spirtual cultivators but demons and half demons were raised in or near the abyss their information is nescary to perfect our Cultivation world- The Without a Cure extracted from the Pollen of a flower in the abyss robs someone of their cultivation and kills them however! The abyss can also have resources that could improve someones cultivation or health honestly the discrimination against demons is such a waste."

"But he's up in the big leagues now and his cooking needs to be ten times- no thousand times better. But his cooking is so good I just know he can do it." Shen Yuan beamed even looking excited.

 "It's nerve wracking but also exciting. Hah- it's just so unfair lotus." Shen Yuan pointed a knife at him and Luo Binghe flinched.

"Luo Binghe is facing up against so many disciples who had honed their technique and become nothing but geniuses in their field it is still a part of Spirtual cultivation!" Shen Yuan turned back to his food and sighed.

"I worry if I'm not too harsh Luo Binghe will be unprepared, but if my critique can't turn of that passion completely. His cooking is good but it could be pushed to the heavens!" 

Luo Binghe couldn't believe what he was hearing then was shocked out of his stupour when a plate clicked against the table.

  "Ah here you go." 

Shen Yuans cooking this time was different, and the plate was drastically different.

 "Ah I figured using an example would help my point." Shen Yuan spoke as he gave Luo Binghe chopsticks "Enjoy."

Luo Binghe already felt apprehension at disrupting the plating now that he see's it...he can understand what Shen Yuan meant that morning and his plate seemed so sloppy in comparison.

He took a bite and immedietly gasped eyes wide as the flavours burst on his tongue.

Shen Yuan cried out "Ah- I forgot about that, sorry!" 

Luo Binghe may have embarresed himself as he slapped a hand over his face, he admits the human bodies were sensitive to good cuisine but that was the spirtual aspects to their immortal bodies.

 But it was worse than that...this food was a hundred times better than his.

"This is...Shen Yuan is this the creation of the god tongue?" Shen Yuan shook his head, "This was a recipe from a friend of mine. And this is seen as...the lower tier of Food Cultivation this food is only for rogue cultivators."

Luo Binghe stopped eating, what?

"This dish was created in speicification to my stomach and to aid my cultivation since Huan Hua puts more focus on that skill and almost forget about my cultivation and they don't give me lessons on cooking at the competitive level. Home cooking is all this one can do ahaha!" 

Luo Binghe felt like he was slapped in the face.

This...was considered home cooking!?

He was way behind!

"AH lotus- it's fine it's okay, you're food is good too like really good and just like Luo Binghe needs some refining, I don't it can surpass Binghe's but I know you'll make it far and when you reached as far as you go you can sit up with me and help me out."

ugh, why does it feel as if he's being both praised and insulted at the same time?

 "Wait sit with Gege?"

"Ah that does seem a bit...I sounded like such a spoiled brat there huh you're not a puppy following his Master sorry, it's just...You're already favoured I mean noones ever been allowed in here with me before and you get a free pass from the Old Palace Master!" 

Shen Yuan was...lonely?

And it appeared as if he knew nothing about Luo Binghe, just vague rumours and already had such an opinion of him.

 "Gege what do you think of Luo Binghe?" 

Shen Yuan hummed around his chopsticks then looked up to the side, "He's scary." 

Luo Binghe's eye twitched, huh!?

"But really cool, he's someone I wouldn't want to get on his bad side." Shen Yuan sighed placing a hand on his cheek, "His only flaw is his rotten luck of being a disciple of Shen Qingqiu. But maybe that was a blessing in disguise, under Shen Qingqiu he would learn nothing. But I know he would test his skills in this arena and come out a stronger fight from it. Just wait Luo Binghe will even knock Linguang-Jun on his ass."

He got all that from his cooking!? 

Luo Binghe took what he said to heart, his goal has not changed he was going to win this Immortal Alliance and become Emporer and see the devestation on his Scum Villains face and take pleasure from it.

But his brother Shen Yuan a ward of Huan Hua- rumours claimed his brother traded his brother and sold him to the Palace Master to learn lessons in advanced Spirtual techniques. He is second in a line of 12 renowned Masters and as such when he saw the Scum Villain he believed those rumours.

Now after seeing it for himself, Shen Yuan was a prisoner. 

A domestecated puppy who was alone.

 Luo Binghe entertained ideas of keeping the God Tongue in his cage, like a bird to admire in his throne room- however.

 This food, it was a crime that this wasn't shared into the world. That someone with such a skill is not allowed to hone his talent-

It burns Luo Binghe up, a fire much more expansive that the fuel for his revenge that in comparison was a small flame.

 It was a crime to take such a person and to confine them into such a small box, a domesticated wife.

And he knew how this was going to end.

The cultivation world were advancing, and they even figured out how to continue a bloodline and pair up the strongest people and create offspring to continue and even more stronger and skilled lineage.

Even gender was not an obsticle.

 Shen Yuan was the prize. The one who won the Alliance will be deemed the most worthy to prepare the dish that could make anyone fertile helping women...and men.

And Luo Binghe had a feeling...Shen Yuan was clueless about that, he was way too carefree about such a thing to know what was going on-

Unless he already picked a champion?

"Who does Gege want to win?"

Shen Yuan finally looked at him, "I don't really have a person I want to win. I don't know anyone that well, the person who wins could end up being a Head Disciple at Huan Hua or take Linguang-Jun on who knows?"

Luo Binghe blinked, this guy is really clueless!

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One time when he was speaking with Shen Yuan during those moments in his private kitchen.

 Shen Yuan mentioned how the god tongue worked.

Having him describe it and seeing it in person when Shen Yuan was a judge for the food. The food was taken to him and he was told the name of the food and addresed the crowd and once dismissed they would leave. If they won they stayed where they were.

 With each food he tastes he either politely spat it out or swallowed and said it was good and gave them a 'adequete' he always spoke down as if he was above it. If Luo Binghe didn't see him and know how he was feeling during these stages he would fall for it.

However when a name was called Shen Yuan reacted, it was small but Luo Binghe always watched him and knew his reactions he could tell when Shen Yuan was pleased or disapointed with his dish and was better feedback on how he can improve.

"This dish was created by Wen Xisheng." 

Shen Yuan trembled, it was similair to Luo Binghe's first dish. 

 It's as if Shen Yuan was going to be sick.

No matter what, Shen Yuan has always shown a calm collected image and has never looked undignified.

 As soon as he took a bite Shen Yuan placed a hand over his mouth then turned and threw up.

There was a sudden commotion- no one has ever made the God Tongue be sick before!

 Luo Binghe tried to see over the commotion just how bad did they cook that food-

There was a sudden snicker beside him and Binghe turned to see a disciple watching Shen Yuan with a strange look on his face as he licked his lips, he caught Binghe staring then leered.

"It seems that he doesn't swallow," He laughed mockingly and Luo Binghe knew this was the Wen Xisheng. He put something in Shen Yuans food. He grit his teeth and clenched his fists.

  He was going to make him pay- however when Shen Yuan was helped off the stage by the War god Luo Binghe needed to know if he was okay.

"Wen Xisheng, please come to the main office." 

The disciple had the nerve to look proud of himself, "I bet the God tongue wants another taste, best not to disapoint."

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When Luo Binghe went to the kitchen he was unsurprised to see it empty, but with his sense of smell he was able to sense the distress from Shen Yuan and followed it then found a room.

There was the sound of a commotion.

  "No-please this one is sorry- forgive me God Tongue!"

Luo Binghe paused the door was slightly open as if there was a rush and he slapped his hand over his mouth to stop his shock.

 Wen Xicheng was naked from the waist down, he was held down with some men coming towards him with a large blade.

 Were they going to castrate him!? Was insulting the god tongue that much of a crime?

"oh?" Shen Yuan spoke as he leaned over the man his face was devoid and for a moment he almost mistook him for his Shizun.

"Since you had no shame in using such an ingredient you had so much faith that it tasted good. However by doing such a thing...as the God Tongue I can't in good faith have someone use this in their practice. I cannot in good conciounse have such practice go with no consequence."

"I'm truly sorry!" The blade inched closer, "I won't do it again!"

 "Hmm, I don't trust you. You had such confidence in disgracing your food and serving it to me." 

 Shen Yuan sat on a table and pulled plate of soft cake, it had cream on the top that he picked up with his finger then licked it off.

Luo Binghe stared and even the man watched enraptured as Shen Yuan smiled looking coqutish.

"You learned how my tongue can detect any trace of ingredients in fine cuisine I can even tell what that ingredient is and where it came from, meat, produce, spice ..." Shen Yuan stroked his plate.

 "Sweat, blood...and even..." He played with the cream on the plate the white seperating on his fingers looking playful.

 "Semen."

What was he going on about?

"I'm sorry-"

"I can even tell if it's healthy y'know. You consume fatty foods that contain too much sodium. A man who favours those favoured Lotus Flaked Linguin." 

"How the fuck did you know I ate that!?" The man screeched trembling.

 "You think this is the first time my God tongue was pushed to the test of detcting the smallest hint of flavour? Think it's the first time my studies didn't require me to try everything to make sure my verdict is absolute? And you thought using semen in your dish was an acceptable thing to do, castration is too good for you."

Luo Binghe blood ran cold.

He did what? Shen Yuans studies requried to taste what!?

 Suddenly the men appeared with a pair of tongs and a blue goo like substance.

"What is that- what the hell is that!?" the man screamed.

"Oh this? When prepared right it's a fine delicacy. However in its purest form it is known as a type of Fungi as it's commonly found in caves and it consumes any type of meat, demon human anything goes. Most refer to this as a slime." 

The mans eyes widened as it was placed over his neither region and screamed at the burning as he saw his third leg being dissolved.

 "Best part it caturises any wound so you won't bleed to death. And also your skin will heal although I doubt they'll be anything left. Don't worry you can still go to the bathroom and pee but as a cultivator you won't have to worry about that."

Shen Yuans laughter was delightful, as the man screamed in pure agony "I'm sorry I'm sorry I won't do it again please!"

"Hmm of course you won't. I'm making sure you won't recreate your...experimental methods ever again." 

Luo Binghe was amazed even when everything was gone, Shen Yuan waved his fan open.

 "Remove his hands too, if he's confident to do such a thing he can still cause harm to others with those very hands."

"No- No please I'm begging-"

"This is the least you deserve and you know it. The reason I won't have your crimes exposed is that I know a pervert like you loves the attention. So I am not giving it to you."

Luo Binghe thinks it'd be such a waste to put someone like this in a cage by his feet when Luo Binghe takes the throne- perish the thought.

 Shen Yuan deserves to be in his service, he could imagine that sweet face turning cold with a whip in his hands, he would look so good disiplining his enemies like Binghe just witnessed, he wanted to see this again.

 Shen Yuan moved away, opening the door and looked startled to see Luo Binghe.

"L-lotus what are you doing here?"

"Shen Yuan was sick, this one...wanted to see he was alright," Luo Binghe sounded breathless still adjusting to what he just witnessed. Shen Yuan grew pale, "You saw everything."

Luo Binghe pressed his lips together, he was curious and some dark part felt envy that Shen Yuan would 'sample' so many things- being reminded of him licking the cream during the punishment still fresh in his mind.

"That man did something awful to Gege- but is it true that Gege had...was made to taste...that?" 

Or on the other hand what if Shen Yuan was forced?

Afterall even if he looked like a kept-pet he was still property of Huan Hua.

Shen Yuan shivered his pale face turning green, "Don't remind me. I was warned from Wen Xisheng but couldn't point anything out without evidence- I knew he did something to his food at some point and I thought he would spit in it but that? I didn't know what it was..." Shen Yuan laughed, "Telling him I 'sampled' so many others and saying his was bad was a bluff- but I knew it was awful because one time I was kissed and I almost puked in that poor girls mouth. The human mouth has so much bacteria and 'tastes' and I knew finding a cultivating partner was going to be awful if kissing tasted terrible." Shen Yuan admitted hugging himself and Luo Binghe could feel his blood boil.

He was even more disgusted by Wen Xisheng and thinks the punishment he got was light.

"I only knew what he did when he grabbed his crotch and asked if I wanted a sample from the 'source'" Shen Yuan laughed, almost hysterically the cool he had before completely disapearing.

 "Liu Qingge almost killed him then and there," 

Not just what Wen Xisheng did- but Shen Yuan even said when a women kissed him not when he kissed her.

 Shen Yuan had...no autonomy in this Palace did he?

Luo Binghe clenched his fists, "Yuan-ge..." He made his eyes water and lip wobble. And Shen Yuan gasped "Oh lotus- I didn't mean to scare you-" Luo Binghe shook his head letting the tears fall and cry out.

"It's Yuan-ge I'm scared for! You shouldn't have to worry someone did something to you're food- you shouldn't have to lie and look like stone when you're not!" Luo Binghe scrubbed his eyes.

"Oh Lotus,"

And Shen Yuan hugged him, Luo Binghe smirked, gotcha.

Luo Binghe knew Shen Yuan's postion and would never ask for comfort not to mention he was the god tongue even Liu Qingge followed them out and if Luo Binghe tried to give comfort even if Shen Yuan needed it, Luo Binghe would be dragged off.

 He wasn't even a proper cultivator he was a nobody, however if Shen Yuan made the move first?

 Luo Binghe hugged him hands above Shen Yuans waist and clutched his back.

 "Shen Yuan is so strong." Luo Binghe spoke still crying, Shen Yuan was hugging himself when he was speaking about the incident.

"Its okay, it's in the past the worst is over now..." Shen Yuan rubbed his back, but he could feel Shen Yuan relax, just as frightened and he was shaking.

"It should not have happened," Luo Binghe spoke eyes narrowed.

 "They need to watch people cooking so it does not happen again."

Liu Qingge nodded, "There are procedures being put into place. There will now be open kitchens so we can see the cooking."

Well at least there was that- wait.

Open kitchens.

"And the cultivators will present their dishes personally."

Luo Binghe tensed then that means- Shen Yuan will know who he is.

 He grimaced but leaned back tears staining his cheeks and wished he could tell Shen Yuan at a better time.

 Not after whats happened to him...but he had a feeling if he saw 'Luo Binghe' being called but his White Lotus coming forward wouldn't he react?

 And Shen Yuan hated losing his face in public.

"This one promises, as soon as I win all three challenges and fight Linguang-Jun Shen Yuan will never have to worry about anything ever again, I will personally cook for you - and help you escape from here."

"...Lotus?"

Luo Binghe clutched his hands tightly, "I promise I'll rescue you from this place, Shen Yuan should be the Master of his own Sect perfecting the culinary arts not here like some pedigree dog expecting to eat and heel on command."

Shen Yuan looked more confused, "I-what?"

 "Ask anything and it'll be yours. This Luo Binghe won't let you down." He felt Shen Yuan tremble and knew he was shocked- or maybe embarresed that the Luo Binghe he spoke so highly about was here in his own kitchen the whole time.

"Since being anonymous is no longer and issue I don't have to worry about Yuan-ge being biased. But after helping this one become a disciple here, by speaking so highly of my, of giving so much good constructive criticism made my journey easier and expected nothing in return. This Binghe will not waste Yuan-Ge's efforts. So please have faith in this Binghe to free you from this cage."

"Y-you...you're Luo Binghe?"

Luo Binghe smiled and kissed his hand, "Your Luo Binghe, you're White Lotus. I have a good sense of smell, I promise what happened today will never be repeated in the future I'll make sure of it."

Shen Yuan nodded, "Y-yes right um, do you uh want me to lie and say you're food is good?"

Liu Qingge turned surprise, why is Shen Yuan looking anxious all of a sudden?

"What? no! I want you to keep teaching this one- I can understand you now and know when you taste my food any criticism is for the better and I have improved under you're tuterlege please don't let that end!" 

"O-okay I won't stop...I uh...what about my brother?"

Luo Binghe's smile faded and Shen Yuan flinched, "You want justice for what he had done, correct? And...I won't be surprised if you have plans for this one either-"

"At first yes." Luo Binghe agreed and saw Shen Yuans face, "But after seeing you in the kitchen cooking for yourself- the nerve to say your skill is compared to home cooking is an outrage! Shen Yuan should have his own Sect!"

"Shh- not so loud!" Shen Yuan hissed remembering they were standing in the hallway and Luo Binghe shook his head.

 "You have talent, and like you said to me, its a waste to squander such a thing. I hate Shen Qingqiu and plan to challenge him once these trials are over but I have learned and grown so much my earlier plans were overshadowed by my new goals."

"Which are?"

"Taking Shen Yuan away from this place, to not fear the food he will consume. This one promises a better life for Yuan-ge."

Shen Yuan looked a bit dazed, ah the day was catching up to him. 

"This one will go and prepare for the coming trials, please wait for this Binghe."

"Yes- yes I have faith in you."

When Luo Binghe nodded and bid farewell, tears dry and a skip to his step. Shen Yuan glanced at his bodyguard.

"Liu Qingge?"

"Yes, Master Shen?"

"I think I'm going to pass out now."

"Hu- hold on- Shen Yuan!"

It all happened so fast, it was Luo Binghe.

 And he couldn’t suddenly change and act cold and aloof it was his lotus- was it all a lie?

Even so he had to be unbiased. 

Luo Binghe noticed the change how his Shen Yuan was being distant, how the kitchen was suddenly closed off.

 He glared up at Liu Qingge who pretended Binghe wasn’t there.

 “Why won’t Shen Yuan see me?”

“You lied. He rarely has anyone he can trust and he opened himself up to you. To find out not only are you his brothers ex-disciple but your motivations for this tournament was revenge. How can he think you have good intentions.”

“T-This Luo Binghe owes his life to Shen Yuan! This one will never harm him-“

“It’s too late. Even if you win or lose how can he know everything you do is for him, or to destroy his brother. Leave. Shen Yuan doesn’t want to see you.”

 And when Luo Binghe tried to find him to push past and demand Shen Yuan answer him-

Liu Qimghe beat him up.

Each tine he came after the tournament his food and cultivation improving- even winning meant nothing if he couldn’t see Shen Yuan.

 His critiques were still the same cold and abrupt but still helpful. 

But now he doesn't have the warmth of Shen Yuan explaining what he did wrong.

He feels as if he needs him now, to explain what he did wrong.

Months passed in this fashion before, he was allowed entry.

Liu Qingge was the war god for a reason and was really strong but there was moments where he was surprised when Luo Binghe almost won.

 He was improving.

So Binghe was ready then was shocked that Liu Qingge stepped aside.

 “Go on in.”

Immediately he was on guard as he stepped inside to hear laughter.

 As Luo Binghe stepped further inside he saw Shen Yuan was not alone.

 He was covering his mouth with his hand laughing as another man watched him eat with a hand on his chin looking besotted.

Luo Binghe wanted to wipe the look on that mans face.

“Oh hello,” 

Shen Yuan turned and his smile faded at the sight of Binghe.

His insides twisted up knowing he was the reason.

“Oh, it’s you that has my a-yuan upset.” 

A-yuan?

He wanted him dead.

 “Tianlang-Jun he’s my friend.”

“Hmm, nice to know my son has friends.”

Son?

Even Shen Yuan looked stunned, “You know?”

Even Binghe glared at the man he didn’t care who this he shouldn’t be so familiar to his Shen Yuan.

 “Of course I know- stop looking so glum come over here and try Shen Yuans food.”

Luo Binghe scowled but any excuse to get closer.

“If you knew why havn’t you…?”

Luo Binghe sat before them but realised with irritation that Tianlang-jun was in between them as a buffer and Shen Yuan avoided his eyes.

[bleedingichorhearts]

Can you do a follow up story on Lycas from last year's mermay? I wanna see how he gets back at the reader rotating them. Smut is a must 😘

“Oh man, Lycas has become a bit of a monster since I’ve been ever slowly improving them in WH40k, Space Marine Husbandry Sentience Au, and the new Mermay: Nox Thalassic Au. He became more like a Lycan, but at least more at ease. So, with the new Au in effect for him he has definitely changed, but I can make a short thing for you of him in 2024 Mermay… if I can remember what I was doing since then…” - Ichor

Summary - “2024 Mermay Lycas breeds you.”

TW // Dubious Consent, Smut, Breeding, Overstimulation, Oviposition, Flash Fiction.

||Mermay 2024||

You gasp as you can feel his fangs sink into the fabric of your neck and into your skin. His scaled tail quickly wrapping around one of your legs with ease, squirming a certain part himself just right where he wants. Hands- er fins? Holding you up just above the water’s surface, knowing that you need to breathe. Especially if he plans to put his pups inside of you.

He lowly growls at you for how much you're moving, his grip tightening on you in order to keep you in place. His mouth opening and repositioning to get a better hold on your neck. To get you to be more still; submissive in his hold, and it works with how he's practically coiled around you, pressing you up against his body like a snake would.

"Lycas!" You whine out, feeling how one of his talon-like fins slowly rip open your suit from your sides, down to your waist and continuing like you were some sort of teasing gift. How his scales shift just beyond one layer of fabric, swirling; cutting up your suit, and this Mer just purrs in response like he isn't doing anything wrong. Like he wasn't about to mate with you on the damn open surface of the water.

The Mer coos at you when he feels that he is a good position, and a sudden, slimy heat greats your backside before sliding between your legs where his talons get rid of the rest of the fabric that confines you from him. The shreds of your suit floating away with the waves that slosh around you with calmness. Was he really going to make you cry out to the world like this?

The gasp that leaves you, and the pleased purr that vibrates your body was your answer.

His scales cut into your skin as he moves slowly at first but gradually starts to quicken. Your breathes coming in short as you whine and whither against him; head throwing back despite his latched hold on your neck. He was going a bit fast for your mind to comprehend, to piece together what pattern to go through: Breathe, thrust, curl? Curl, breathe, thrust?

A groan and a shiver leaves you when he hits that particular spot inside of you. Your own body faulting for a second at the intense pleasure that his cock gave you. Hands coming behind you to grasp at the Mer behind you as you didn’t have anything else to grasp besides plain water. Another pleased, growly sound coming from him as your fingers rake at his scales. His movements becoming impossibly faster, taking your breath away like you were drowning in the waters itself. That familiar coil tightening within you.

You jerk slightly when you climax, an another whine leaving you. Eyes fluttering tightly closed from the bright blue sky’s above you. A low hiss leaving the Mer when he feels your walls tighten around him, but he doesn’t falter. His fangs instead readjust to your shoulder. His tail curling more tightly around you to keep you strictly in place. Loving purrs coming out of him when he hears that he’s doing a good job. Listening to your overstimulated whines and cry’s. Your hands trying to claw at his scales.

You weren’t sure of how this creatures mates, but you were pretty sure you were getting the full experience, and it definitely wasn’t regular: like a human, and you honestly should have expected that, but what you hadn’t expected was how this creature kept going. Never minding your own climax, and it feels like he prolonging his own. His cock was twitching eager, hot, but never releasing.

You yelp however, when the Mer gives a harsh thrust forward and grinds, locking himself inside of you with a pop. His teeth digging into your neck, making you bleed as his one of his talons comes up quickly to handle your neck gently to keep your head afloat. A warm feeling washing over you as your body seems to relax; becoming light. A satisfied coo leaving the Mer as you can feel a slight weight being added to your womb after a few moments.

Lycas leaves you in the same position, making sure his pups takes place within your blissed out body before unlatching from your neck and giving you gentle licks to help your fragile skin heal. His tail still curled around you as he doesn’t want to leave you quite yet. He likes the feeling of being inside of your warmth, and that slight weight near your belly.

[sillygoofyqueer]

scratching at your walls, wailing at your door, grabbing your foot from under your bed-- mad scientist wwx au thoughts??? crumbs?? brain worms??? pls give me something to live for

I have no excuse for not posting yesterday I just Didn't Want To. I got distracted playing solitaire then it was eleven o'clock and I was like "my brain isn't WORKING" and then I fell asleep. Anyway get OUT from beneath my bed, that's where my cats stay, they don't like strangers, dude. Anyway, mad scientist AU. Wei Ying is just very tired, but he's got adrenaline from the battle and from the thought of seeing his family after so long of relying on the dead for comfort and company, so he basically leaps at the chance to talk to someone. That someone is Lan Wangji, who is carting him back on his blade with a gentle but firm grip, as though scared he will slip away from his grasp if he even loosens his hold. He starts yapping about anything and everything that comes to mind, not wanting to be silent ever again after all of the time he has spent in silence, with his own thoughts being his only company. Through this yapping, Lan Wangji learns a lot about how Wei Wuxian thinks, how his genius mind works, flitting from one topic to the next. He also learns a lot about the teenager's new-new cultivation method.

Wen Ning watches and listens along as well, watching how Lan Wangji listens and hums slightly when it calls for it, very occasionally uttering a soft word or two that is lost to the wind to all but Wei Ying. He gets more excited with whatever Lan Wangji says, acting as though there is truly nothing wrong with him despite literally everything visibly wrong with him. He has resentful energy crawling through his skin like cracks and he doesn't seem to be blinking and his arms are barely even moving which can only be due to a build-up of resentful energy, something that he had always struggled with even before The Incident. He is so pale and malnourished, but he smiles and laughs like nothing has changed, one hand gripped so tightly around the flute he has made that his knuckles are a pale grey.

They make it back to the war camp and Lan Wangji lets go of Wei Wuxian (with some difficulty), ignoring everyone else as he steps away and lets Wen Ning take over. Wen Ning drags Wei Ying through the camp, ignoring how silent it gets when people start to notice the two of them, when they notice Lan Wangji standing there and watching worriedly. All he cares about is getting Wei Ying to the rest of their family in the medical tent. It's thankfully pretty empty in the moment, due to Wen Qing being a girlboss that drastically improves how efficient the place all is. They find Wen Qing unpacking the new supplies that have just been sent in from Gusu, while Xue Yang is generally being a nuisance and only helping out when he wants to see what something in the package is.

Xue Yang is the first one to spot Wei Ying on his way into the tent, basically going stock still for a few seconds and then trying to sprint forwards but being forced back by the chain attaching him to Wen Qing, who just thinks he's still being a pest. He may be fucked up and insane, but he is still only twelve years old so he doesn't even care that he's crying when he sobs out a "gege", basically trying to wrench his arm out of the cuff. Wen Qing finally looks up just as Wei Ying steps into the tent, and then Wei Ying is being tackled for the second time that day, this time by two people. Xue Yang clings to him as he cries and cries, refusing to even think about letting go of his gege after being without him for so long, while Wen Qing is more efficient, wiping away her tears as she takes stock of the situation and immediately drags Wei Ying over to a bed.

Meanwhile, Lan Wangji reports back to his own gege about the entire situation. Lan Xichen takes note of how his didi describes Wei Wuxian's choice of cultivation - "it is not demonic. It seems to act as another form of liberation for otherwise unreachable spirits." - and then asks about Nie Mingjue the battle itself. They're obviously just stalling to give Wei Wuxian and his family as much time alone as possible, but there comes a point where there's nothing else to report about and Lan Xichen simply has no excuse to not go and see Wei Wuxian - out of respect. He isn't going to just sit around and not show concern for a teenager who has just saved so many peoples' lives, who he had left to rot despite knowing that Wei Wuxian was being brainwashed.

Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen go to the medical tent, where Wei Wuxian is chilling in a bed with Xue Yang laying beside him, arms wrapped tightly around the teenager's arm and face buried into his shoulder, trembling slightly despite his attempts to hide it. Wen Qing is scolding Wei Wuxian with little remorse despite the pout on his face, and Wen Ning also has the guy's other hand trapped both of his own hands. Lan Xichen exchanges pleasantries with him, then asks Wen Qing how he's looking when he asks Wei Wuxian himself and gets a "never been better!" in response. Wen Qing explains that the teenager naturally has a unique cultivation base that balances both resentful and spiritual energy due to dealing in both from a very young age, but the resentful energy is far outbalancing the spiritual energy right now.

However, the resentful energy seems to be the only thing holding him together. He has a sickening significant amount of internal injuries that the resentful energy seems to be carefully attempting to heal - amassing in many different areas of the body. To fix such a thing would require long term cleansing of resentful energy mixed with an increase of spiritual energy until the two are rebalanced in his body. Lan Xichen is like "oh bro we can totally help with that" and Lan Wangji goes "I can help with that. I can play cleansing for you :(" From multiple angles, this seems like a good option because one, the Lan are well-known for their healing cultivation tactics, two, Lan Wangji is the best cultivator who is not beset by multiple other responsibilities that he can't plan around, and three, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian actually seem to get along.

[kittycatsfromzolar]

au stuff under cut!!!

& Dance au fun facts!

(and some mini lore)

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・The studio the players dance at is called Ètoile dance academy (ètoile is star in french and I thought that was fitting)

・William and Anne are Romeo's technical guardians, sometimes when romeo is away for competition (out of state) on of them will go with and either charmion or kempe usually fill in for the week.

・Frankie HATES (despises even,) improv. He just can't do it

・May is very flexible. Many would assume Romeo would be but he definitely almost broke his back once trying to do a trick 😭 (canonically his upper body strength is ass. He doesn't play about jumps though)

・Juliet and May live either near or close to each other so they always end up leaving in the same car

・Juliet hosts all the end of the season parties after the final show. Usually they are hosted at Frankies but she definitely makes a killer party out of that venue!

・Romeo likes to watch the others and cheer them on when hes not needed in practices (or during breaks)

・Angeliqué gets crazy tired during measurements and costume week. Trying to measure hundreds of kids and make sure all the costumes are payed for (eventually) gets exhausting

・Romeo's rolling preformance bag (yk were he keeps all his stuff) is DECKED in iron-on patches, courtesy of Anne.

・Benvolio and Mercutio are also on the competition team

・Lance teaches in crazy ass clothes and yells "MORE PASSION!!" at the hip hop classes when they are caught lacking (its in good spirit)

・Many think Angeliqué runs the studio but actually William does

・Juliet and Frankie first met when Juliet went up to him, started talking and just then dragged him around kinda (after insisting he meet may)

・When Romeo first transfered mid-year he took a private technique class before starting competition the next year.

・Juliet wears the most baggy zip-ups in class (either unzipped or around her waist)

・May has 3 pairs of the same tank top, all in their iconic purple shade

・Frankie is a victim of sweat absolutely demolishing his hair during rehearsals

[cobra-wives]

Hi, first of all, I love your blog, especially your art.

I wanted to write as I saw you reblog a gifset of Sam and Robby and put "if we got miyagi-do robby I maintain that we needed cobra sam." I totally agree! and it's something I would like to see in fic or art (I would try to write something if I could figure out the right plotting). sam is the only one who hasn't changed dojos - up until S6, tory was a cobra before switching sides; demetri seems to be miyagi-do only, but he attempted to join cobra kai first - and when she learnt eagle fang style from Johnny, it worked really well for her. I just want to put her in that scenario (cobra kai).

when I saw someone else liked the idea of cobra sam, I wanted to share my thoughts.

"well look who isn't their daddy's daughter."

"...you aren't so bad yourself, sensei lawrence."

a cobra! sam au, where she trains under sensei lawrence - some thoughts and ideas below the cut!

johnny lawrence is living in the dumps. he's got a wimpy little kid as a neighbor, a shitty old car, and an even shittier stepfather who he's kinda glad is cutting him off. samantha larusso is going into her sophomore year of high school and she's already dreading it. dreading the time she has to spend with her new "friends," missing aisha, and feeling the pressure of being her father's little larusso. surely they're not so different.

the car crash happens. in this version of the story, sam is closer to herself - it's the middle of the night, and she doesn't wanna be in the car with two other screaming teenage girls. there's some kind of energy in the old, dimly lit parking lot, pushing her to get out - or maybe it's moon kicking her out of the car to deal with the drunk old white man - but she's suddenly on the curb and staring up at this old guy with a scruffy beard, who looks... some flavor of miserable.

"i've got... money. my dad-"

"i've heard the story a billion times, kid. lived it too." he looks in the direction of yasmine's car, how it left skid marks on the asphalt and stunk up the air between them. "fuck's up with your friends?"

sam bristles. "they're not-" my friends, sam wants to say, but the words are too heavy for her to push out. johnny looks at his dented car and groans - "me and these fucking cars this week. first it's that damn ad, then it's that fuckass billboard-"

"i know what you're talking about," sam sighs. she sets her bag onto the pavement next to where he's sitting on a parking stub, sitting beside him but clutching her keys in slight caution. "my dad is... an embarrassment."

johnny's eyes widen. "shit, kid - what's your name?"

"samantha. but since we're gonna be here for a while, you can call me sam. sam la-"

"russo."

he tosses the bag of alcohol behind him, cleaning himself up with a grin aligning his face and a pathetic sniffle. here's the part where they clean themselves up, where they fear the mention of her father's last name and look at her like she's a rich encino princess.

"johnny. johnny lawrence," he says. "your dad kicked me in the face 33 years ago."

who knows how it goes from here. sam gets to hear the story from a different view, from johnny's side. johnny sees a version of himself from 33 years ago - raised a rich brat, with dismissive parents who thought oh sure, phases came and went. first it was friendship bracelets, then it was scrunchies and makeup and then it was boyfriends and oh, then it was off to college! he knows what it feels like to not want to be your father.

it's a horrible decision. it's the worst decision he'll ever make in his life - well, maybe, going to the beach on that fateful night might contend for number one - but the thought of it sparks some kind of rich flame in his muscles. this sam girl is every ounce of her father's worst traits - hot headed, entitled, and so ready to fight.

she'd make the perfect cobra.

"i scratch your back, you scratch mine," johnny proposes. "what says we forget everything that happened here, and you come to my dojo and train with me? i bet your daddy would go nuts if he saw you in a cobra kai gi."

"you're crazy," sam chuckles, but her grip loosens on her keys. "i have one rule."

"sure you do. you larussos and your rules." johnny raises his eyebrow, amenable.

"you call me sam, and only sam. no miss larusso, no little larusso, all that shit. and in your dojo, that's my name. got it?"

johnny grins. shakes her hand. "you got it. sam."

who knows where the story goes from here. we get to see a darker version of sam, caught between two versions of herself. the impulsive, violent, and hot headed part of herself that johnny feeds - the side that ends up hurting the people she loves, the side that makes her feel powerful, but wrong. the passive, fearful little girl her father wants her to be. the part that lets demetri's arm get broken, that watches all her friends get hurt and the part that loses to that nichols girl. (that nichols girl, oh she's tough. but she's not the best. she can't be the best, because she's the best and if she isn't, she's nothing to nobody and that's even worse than being a pawn.)

and no matter where she goes, she's only a pawn in a man's game; whether that man be johnny, kreese, hell, even her own father. it's a tough time for a girl to find herself in a man's world. how she does it is only up to her - and that can be the scariest decision ever.

[bumbleboa]

a year ago I drew this fanart for @cal-writes train AU (fic found HERE) and it has been my favorite piece of fanart of last year. So today I wanted to do a redraw, but instead of drawing the same piece again, I drew a prequel to the events in the last piece!

[noodles-and-tea]

For the twins in time AU, I genuinely wonder what kind of people the young twins grow up into because of Stan’s/Ford’s influence. Especially if it takes years for the portal to get fixed.

(Sorry if it seems like I already sent this question, I don’t know if it got sent the first time I asked)

I haven’t fully fleshed out how Ford grows up in the past but I do have thoughts on Stan presently

[otaku553]

Fire (Part 2)

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(Spade Pirate Sabo AU Masterpost)

And that is!! 18 of 18 pages!! It's this long because I didn't want to break up their fight. I hope you enjoy :)

I had to rewrite their fight like,,, 3 times lmao. I'm not very good at writing fights because I'm Incredibly Passive Aggressive and Very Non Confrontational. Thankfully my partner helped me out a bit with making the escalation feel natural, so hopefully their grievances and motivations read well. In the end, both of them are starving probably-emotionally-stunted teenage boys in a high-stress situation, and Tage is being faced constantly with one of the biggest sources of his trauma that he doesn't even remember-- of course he's going to lash out.

Fun thing I learned this time around, if I struggle with planning a chapter, it can kind of help to write it out in prose like I would a fanfic, and then translate it to comic form. This is how I eventually ended up with 18 pages of comic,,, because I can't really estimate how much I'll need to draw when I'm writing in prose. In turn, this did help a lot with adding more natural behaviors between dialogue, like Tage tapping his finger to fidget while crossing his arm, or all of their pointing and gesturing while they're arguing.

[hinamie]

truth is, I used to dream about boys like you

jjk atla!au with @philosophiums

[spacebubblehomebase]

Hello, my fellow DC fans! Miss me? 👀✨

Back at it again with some Supersons! I've always wanted to draw an evil Jon and while their pose above may seem quite forward, in my head, they're just a hero and a villain with no history and no future. Doomed enemies if you will. It's funny how much more tension they have here because of it than when I actually try to draw them as a ship. I blame it on my asexual ass confusing intimacy. To think I actually finished drawing this just now too! The power of delulu has returned stronger than ever, bae-bee! XD -Bubbly💙

[inkyrainstorms]

based on the Billstill au by @jellynut! You guys should totally go check it out, it's so cool and angsty and somehow my monkey brain took that idea and made it Stan tormenting Bill forevermore. (This has spiraled rapidly not its own au of an au based on an earlier idea I had once) (might draw more of this au and that one who knows)

This has been going on for at least 15 hours straight, and Stan is having the time of his goddamn life watching Bill suffer

And then Bill gave Stan horrendous night terrors

And then Stan bought a giant bag of nachos and ground them up into crumbs and dumped them in the sea or some shit

Transcript and full image under cut

Bill, floating intangibly: You're a loser, Mac

Stan, looking up from his magazine: Yeah? And you're an interdimensional demon dumb enough to die in my head. You're the biggest idiot I know, and I know me

[amelia-yap]

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[p1ctur3]

@octdl-lee

Random captive TDL au lore dump and some behind the scenes stuff since you asked so nicely :]

Dark in captivity

victim did use dark as a way to train and get the mercs and him used to the box

victim and agent (i would probably explore their dynamic in this au also, mitsi would haunt this narrative because yes)

some behind the scenes things

additional art