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serialmilipede · 4 months
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caretaker-to-whumper but it's because they capture the whumper who hurt the whumpee they've been taking care of for months.
at first the torture stems from a desire for retribution. whumpee is absolutely lovely and should never have been hurt like that. but then... it develops into a sort of game. pleasure curls in caretaker's belly when they sink the knife in just right, press a bruise just hard enough, scratch their nails along whumper's back, bite them, choke them, slap them, berate them-- when they make whumper scream out for mercy. it's so satisfying, addictive. the hours caretaker spends in the basement hurting whumper grow longer and longer as the weeks progress.
whumpee doesn't know, of course. but there's a noticeable shift in caretaker. the way they care for whumpee becomes tinged with passive disinterest. of course caretaker still cooks, cleans, tends to whumpee's wounds, peppers them with kisses and words of reassurance. but they don't sleep next to whumpee anymore. don't cuddle them and kiss their forehead until their breathing evens out. now, caretaker turns on the nightlight and leaves. they don't come back until the early hours of the morning.
caretaker tries to be present, but everything is blurry and out of focus. their mind is consumed by their pet.
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taizi · 3 months
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gently in the cold dark earth
scum villain's self saving system word count: 2k canon divergent / no system au; sy transmigrates into an empty npc role; gray lotus binghe loves his shixiong more than life and he's ready to make it everyone's problem
title borrowed from work song by hozier
read on ao3
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The first thing Luo Binghe does when he escapes the Abyss is return to Cang Qiong Mountain. 
With Xin Mo secured to his back, the way could be instant if he so chose—the journey of a thousand miles reduced to a single step—but he unsheathes the elegant jian at his hip instead.
Yong Liang sings sweetly for him, the snow white blade still shining and untainted even after years of helping Luo Binghe carve his way through hell. It has never once failed him, soulbound to the one person still on this earth who has never failed him. 
“Take it,” his shixiong insisted, low and urgent. The Abyss was behind them, an even deadlier threat was ahead, and Without A Cure clogging his meridians made Luo Binghe the best choice to wield the only unshattered spirit sword they had between them. “Binghe, take it.”
He pressed until Luo Binghe’s grip curled tight around the hilt, not hesitating to put his soul in Luo Binghe’s hands even with the rosy glow of an unsealed demon mark shining on his face. 
Luo Binghe flies at a pace best described as dangerously reckless, hardly smelling the fragrant spring air or feeling the sun on his face. His robes are a disgrace, his hair a tangled, matted mess, and it occurs to him that he could stop somewhere and clean himself up, make himself presentable, but it’s a brief, fleeting thought. 
Shen Yuan would be furious to find out that Luo Binghe wasted even a single second returning to his side. 
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He passes through the ancient wards effortlessly, feeling them fall away from him like water. It’s a simple thing to tamp down on his demonic qi, to disguise the parts of him that those so-called righteous cultivators would scorn. He ghosts through the familiar grounds as eagerly as a starving animal bolting down a fresh game trail, but one by one, all of their familiar haunts come up empty, without even a lingering trace of Shen Yuan’s spiritual energy left behind.   
The head disciple’s room is dusted and undisturbed, as if its occupant might walk through the door at any moment, but the lack of clutter and the empty book shelf makes it very clear to Luo Binghe what the truth must be.
If Shen Yuan returned to the peak after the Conference, he didn’t stay. 
All at once, images crowd the front of his mind—his shixiong grieving, pulling away, turning his back on those responsible for his heartache. 
Yue Qingyuan, always only a step behind wherever his precious Xiu Ya sword went, promised that no one wanted to hurt them. They only wanted to help.
He looked so solemn and righteous that Shen Yuan reluctantly allowed himself to be convinced. Luo Binghe, who had gone to the man for help after a bloody whipping when he was a child, only to be given a walnut cake and turned away at the door, knew better. 
He wasn’t surprised when Shen Yuan was wrenched away from him, and shizun sent him staggering off the cliff with a spiritual dagger buried to the hilt in his chest, all of it happening within a matter of seconds—but it still hurt. 
Shen Yuan’s scream followed him all the way down. 
I’m alive, Luo Binghe thinks, with no one there to tell it to. I came back to you. Let me come back to you. 
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Including time spent in the abyss, it’s three years before they meet again. 
Luo Binghe’s revenge is his second priority at best, but he is nothing if not efficient and knows how to kill two birds with the same stone. Huan Hua affords him ample resources and opportunities to scour the world for his missing shixiong while playing the role of earnest and diligent new disciple. He snatches up each mission that comes along as though  eager to prove his worth to the sect that so graciously took him in, but he takes every excuse to wander, to search, to make conversation with vendors and innkeepers and passing strangers. 
Have you seen my heart? It lives outside of me in the form of a beautiful young man and tends to wander. Very contrary, likes to fuss over people, could argue the stripes off a lushu just for fun. You’d know it if you met it. You’d never forget. 
The days blur together, meaningless and gray, but he doesn’t stop looking. Shen Yuan still exists somewhere in this world, because otherwise Luo Binghe wouldn’t. It’s the only thing that makes sense. The alternative doesn’t bear thinking about. 
And then, finally—an afternoon in Jinlan City, when Luo Binghe arrives in a throng of incompetent gold-clad Huan Hua disciples, to investigate a plague of all things—
He’s there. 
In dark, neutral colors and plain clothes, a traveling cloak with its hood resting down around his shoulders, as if his beauty could possibly be lessened by cheap, shapeless fabrics rather than effortlessly enhanced. His hair falls from its half-tail in glorious waves—he never did have the patience for anything elaborate, only wearing braids when one of his sticky shidimei cajoled and convinced him. Traveling alone, who could he possibly have to roll his eyes at and complain about and sit patiently still for?
A pale green ribbon is all that decorates his hair. Luo Binghe recognizes it instantly. 
“You should spend your allowance on yourself, Binghe,” Shen Yuan scolded him, not for the first time and certainly not for the last. 
“But I did,” Luo Binghe protested, widening his eyes and clasping his hands earnestly, the way he knew worked best. “I wanted it! And now that I have it, I want to give it to you.”
Shen Yuan was too clever by half to be truly fooled by the innocent act, but he always folded like paper anyway. He spoiled all of his shidimei but Luo Binghe most of all. Anyone on Qing Jing Peak would be hard-pressed to think of a single example of Shen Yuan telling Luo Binghe ‘no.’ 
Sure enough, after a second spent visibly wrestling with himself, he blurted, “Oh, fine! Hand it over.” 
He wore it every day since. He’s wearing it now. The wind catches the ends of it, sending it streaming behind him like the tails of a paradise flycatcher. Lovely. 
For a brief moment, Luo Binghe is frozen where he stands, finally faced with the very thing that he’s been missing for years, that he’s been living a miserable half-life without. 
And then he remembers himself and lurches forward. His voice is a tangle in his throat but he manages to choke out, “Shixiong!”
A strike of lightning couldn’t have jolted Shen Yuan into more perfect stillness. He stops mid-step, every inch of him as good as carved from precious jade. He doesn’t turn his head, and the sliver of his face visible from where Luo Binghe stands is very pale. 
Luo Binghe wonders suddenly if this has happened to him before—if Shen Yuan has heard a voice on the road or in the market that was almost familiar, that was almost the one he was hoping for, only to be disappointed when he turned to follow it and found a stranger. 
Luo Binghe shortens the distance between them with a few anxious steps and tries again. 
“Shixiong.”
The older boy whirls around abruptly, as if to get it over with. He’s bracing himself, but Luo Binghe barely has a second to absorb Shen Yuan’s painful-looking anticipation before it bleeds out of his face in favor of something else entirely. 
He looks like the earth has fallen out from beneath his feet, like he hardly dares to believe his eyes. Zheng Yang gleams golden at Shen Yuan’s hip, reforged and whole again.
“Binghe?”  
“It’s me,” Luo Binghe says softly. 
There’s a tableau he’s afraid to break, as if they’re in a delicate dreamscape and a move too sudden or loud might dissolve it. He wants to say I’ve missed you the way lungs miss air, immediately and needfully, I haven’t breathed at all since we’ve been apart. He wants to say you’re my light in the dark, I can only stand in front of you now because I love you too much to ever truly leave you. 
Instead, he tells his dearest friend, “This one made you wait. But your Binghe is here.”
Shen Yuan sprints the rest of the way to meet him, almost before he’s even finished talking, and they collide in a solid embrace that knocks the air from them both. 
His arms wind around Luo Binghe’s waist like steel bands, fingers digging into the back of his robes, precious face pressed into the crook of his neck and shoulder. Luo Binghe doesn’t hesitate to gather him up close, holding him as tightly and securely as he knows how, burying his nose in his shixiong’s hair and breathing in the familiar, beloved smell of him.  
Shen Yuan is a few inches shorter than he remembers. All the better to tuck him beneath Luo Binghe’s chin, to cover and surround him so completely that not even the heavens above can get a decent eyeful. 
He wants to grab and bite and pin Shen Yuan beneath him and never let go. His jaw aches with wanting it. 
“I’ve been looking for you,” Luo Binghe says, eyes wet. “I went home first.” Unsaid goes the obvious but you weren’t there. 
“How could I stay?” Shen Yuan bites out, managing to sound all at once strangled and bewildered and—charmingly—offended. He shakes his head without lifting it, an aggressive nuzzle against Binghe’s shoulder. “After what they did to you, I’d rather die than represent their stupid sect another minute.”
“Step away from it, Shen Yuan,” shizun said coldly. “I’ll put that beast back where it belongs.”
“No,” shixiong said in a voice that was smaller than usual, one that shook. He was frightened, clearly overwhelmed, but he didn’t budge from where he was plastered in front of Luo Binghe like a breathing shield. 
“Now.” 
“No, shizun.”
“Shizhi,” Yue Qingyuan said gently, offering his hand. “Come here. It will be alright.”
Shen Yuan said, “No. You can’t hurt Binghe. He’s not bad just because of who his parents are. He’s as good as he was yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that. He’s hardworking and loyal and a sweetheart to anybody who gives him half a chance. He’s so good.”
Liu Qingge was behind the sect leader, sword drawn. Shen Qingqiu was quickly losing what little patience he had, face twisted into a sneer, dark eyes stabbing hatefully at Luo Binghe from over his head disciple’s shoulder. There were more figures rapidly drawing closer, the other peak lords following the flare of Yue Qingyuan’s qi. The standoff was becoming more and more untenable, and Shen Yuan was too smart not to see that, shrinking back against Luo Binghe as much as he could without crowding him closer to the edge. 
“You can’t hurt him,” he said again, the closest Luo Binghe had ever heard him come to tears, “he’s my shidi.”
Luo Binghe is unsurprised by his shixiong’s loyalty, because it’s already been proven to him over and over. It’s unremarkable at this point, which is an absolutely remarkable thing in itself. It makes him feel warm with gratitude and affection and ownership. 
Shen Yuan is clever and quick on his feet and always three steps ahead, more knowledgeable about flora and fauna than anyone else Binghe has ever known combined, and probably a force to be reckoned with as a rogue cultivator, where the only rules of conduct he has to adhere to are his own. 
But Luo Binghe hates to think of him on the road alone, without the little martial siblings who follow him like ducklings, without his Binghe there to make sure he remembers to eat all his meals and comb out his hair before bed. He’s a creature of comfort, made for airy rooms with too many cushions and an abundance of sweets and books to read. 
Luo Binghe has fantasized more than once about building a home for Shen Yuan to lounge prettily in. It was, in fact, his favorite flavor of daydream since he was about thirteen. 
If Shen Yuan wants to rogue cultivate, then that’s what they’ll do. But Luo Binghe thinks, if he constructs a palace that’s as comfortable as it is grand, and fills it with trashy romance novels and obscure beasts and his own hand-made meals, he can convince his friend to live in it with him.
Shen Yuan needs to be taken care of. Luo Binghe needs to be the one taking care of him. They’re together now and they’ll never be apart again and those needs can both be met. 
That possessive, proprietary feeling coils dark and deep inside him, undulating lazily like a serpent who’s fed enough for days, reminding him over and over what he already knows:
Mine. 
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fruitsofhell · 8 months
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An old silly fic in honor of Galacta Knight's B-day: Galacta has a burrito bowl in hell and reflects on his life with Morpho Knight.
(Extra-extra notes Under Cut)
This is Yulia :3 she kinda sucks
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let-me-iiiiiiiin · 6 months
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holy shit. maybe instead of referring to the marriage fic as "marriage fic" I should call it "second-hand embarrassment fic"
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Round 3 poll 2
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Propaganda:
Goodtimeswithscar (Hermitcraft / life series)
Scared for life
Luo Binghe (The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System)
So he technically IS a bit creature due to being a half-demon but. What that means in canon: 1. his eyes turn red sometimes 2. he has a red marking on his forehead (that he often hides) Meanwhile, what fandom draws/writes him with: 1. extra-pointy fangs 2. slit pupil eyes 3. pointy ears 4. claws (sometimes retractable ones) 5. (more rarely, but still often enough) horns 6. tail also people looove to draw him huge & beefy & sorta having this beauty&the beast size difference with his bf. when canonically they have similar build and 4cm height diff 😂 So yeah basically fandom looked at the prettyboy half-demon with 2(two) visible demonic features and went Is anyone gonna creature-ify that? and didnt wait for an answer
#luo binghe literally has all the instincts of a fucking hellhound
#bingbing! somebody link that art where binghe turns into his 'true form' which is huge and has bigass horns and sqq is like 'ive never been#hornier in my ✨entire life✨' when he sees him. you know the one. i cant find it im on mobile.#also we should talk about bingpup too.
The artwork by @kelenia
#not to mention bingpup#aka fandom decided luo binghe was such a creature they made a creature version
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jade-len · 4 months
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no but seriously though, let's say that you've never read svsss and proceeded to transmigrate into pidw as either sqq or one of bunhe's random npc shixiong/shijie. is there anything you guys would've done different from sy?
personally, if i knew that bunhe was going to literally become the embodiment of toxic masculinity, a dictator who collects women as if they were some coins, and a man who's overall just the product of the abuse cycle... i would try my damn hardest to prevent any of that lol.
but, for me, i would not promote a harem or bingge's fucked way of thinking. even if i just transmigrated as some other disciple, there would be absolutely no way i would let bunhe turn into bingge (also because.. why would i let the entire sect continue to abuse him). and, probably not even really bingmei as well? i don't know, i would obviously still protect and befriend him, but i think i'd be much more stricter about teaching bingbing morals, good ethics, mental health, all that jazz.
like, we live in a time where we actually know better about that stuff! might as well pass down our 20th century knowledge, y'know? i know sqq loves binghe the way he is, but if i read pidw i would most definitely not like bingge's character due to airplane's wack writing
(cut under is just me rambling lol)
but if i were to transmigrate as sqq... honestly, it would go two ways for me. genuinely, i think (after the ooc function) i'd just run away from the sect and take on a completely new appearance using magic airplane plant bullshit, find binghe (because i know damn well the abuse wouldn't just stop there.. also because the system will probably still demand for me to be some sort of mentor), then be like that one cool teacher or older brother figure? i'd definitely be more of that instead of a proper shizun. idk, i'd just treat binghe as if he were my little brother
or, since binghe is still bunhe and thus hasn't darkened at all, i would maybe pull him to the side and say that i'm actually not his shizun. probably claim that the real sqq hated teaching (which was why he abused binghe) and kids, so he made a doppelgänger (me) to replace him as he goes to buttfuck anywhere else from here. since i would know of luo binghe's loyalty at least from never having read svsss, i'd tell him to respect sqq's wishes
this is so that binghe would at least know that i'm not shen qingqiu. because remember, in this alternate timeline i only know pidw instead and don't know if binghe would forgive sqq for all the abuse he suffered, so don't blame me for going that route! again, i know that the system would still probably require me to be his mentor for the abyss arc, so i'd have to still stay as bingbing pretty much gets an entirely new person as his shizun. but hey, would he complain? i don't abuse kids and thus won't ever hurt him. plus, i don't think i'd be able to constantly put on a mask and pretend to be sqq, the least i could do is have luo binghe know the "truth"?
look i know that that probably breaks the system's rules, BUT remember, you can negotiate with the system. "well, i'm not revealing my identity as a transmigrator or the system? i'm technically still 'shen qingqiu', im supposed to be a doppelgänger, a copy! remember? so i'm technically him." also, i don't remember any rules about running away and such for the new identity plan, just that binghe still needs a mentor to push him off. i feel like with enough negotiation, i would be able to do this (also yes i know that i wouldn't know about the system not being strict, but i feel like i would figure it out pretty quickly, considering that i bitch a bit and will find a way to back up my argument if I'm really insistent)
speaking about the endless abyss!! yeah no i don't think i would be able to push him off. i think i'd make it abundantly clear that i don't want to, but i'm cursed to "fulfill" a prophecy or something.. either through a bunch of metaphors and stories. or, since system never said i had to full on betray him, just that he needed to be in there, i'd kinda just. tell him to jump and that there was nothing else i could teach him or something. i'll be waiting, bingbing!
and finally: what about if binghe fell in love? ...honestly don't know what i'd do with that. i feel like i'd be more gege material if anything since i'm not super different in age with bingbing, so i'd most likely see him as a friend or younger brother instead of a disciple (and i'd definitely treat him like one too. sorry, i just don't think i'd be able to take my job as a teacher or anything seriously, nonetheless actually teach teach. mentor-ish or bro figure, yeah i could do that. responsible teacher? okay, now you're asking for too much). so maybe? maybe not? i don't even know if i meet binghe's standards (which, admittedly, is kinda low but you get my point). i'd probably wanna kiss liu qingge though lol
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neonghostcat · 3 months
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Brain Overflow
You know how in my last 'state of the author' post I said I could feel the urge to write coming back?
Oh, it has.
It's terribly inconvenient too. I'm going to tell you a little about some of the things I've been thinking of and then whine/wibble a tiny bit if you click through to behind the cut. (You don't have to read the last bit!)
I've written down three different SVSSS (LiuShen) ideas in the last couple of weeks, added a few thoughts to older ideas, made a mental note of possible Cultivate extras, and just refused to write down others so as not to encourage rampant plot bunny breeding.
But let me tell you about a few of them because I'm hoping it reduces the urge to work on them better than just typing up notes.
The Lady Blackbird fusion Not sure what Lady Blackbird is? Well, it's a free tabletop rpg that you can download here. But the TL;DR is, "Sort of like steampunk Star Wars: A New Hope + Firefly + potential Jane Austen novel, if you want." I'll just C&P the pitch here: Lady Blackbird is an Imperial noble fleeing from an arranged marriage to be with her secret lover, the pirate king Uriah Flint. To reunite with him, she has hired a notorious smuggler and the crew of his skyship, The Owl. However, The Owl has been captured by an Imperial cruiser. How will Lady Blackbird and the others escape? What dangers lie in their path on the way to the pirate king’s lair? Can you see where this is going? (Actually, probably not your first thought, no.) We start with Shen Yuan transmigrated in a xianxia-by-way-of-steampunk gown, sitting in a jail cell with several men, a teenage boy, and a veiled teenage girl. System helpfully informs him that he is now "Lady" Blackbird, on the run to end up in the arms of Pirate King Mobei-Jun. His cell-mates are, as follows: Smuggler Captain Liu Qingge, Lady Blackbird's personal bodyguard Liu Mingyan who suggested her brother when LB said she wanted to escape, the ship's mechanic Shang Qinghua, the ship's doctor Mu Qingfang (or they pick him up later, I haven't decided), and "a goblin named BingBing". While SY is busy freaking out that System can't fool him - that's the Protagonist, Luo Binghe!!! wtf!!! System says "later, loser" and more-or-less abandons him (though still employing an OOC ban). So now you can probably see where this is going, lol. It involves at least a brief period where SY has to crossdress and pretend to be one of Binghe's future wives - a fiancée/wife of Mobei-Jun as Liu Qingge gets very conflicted feelings about his troublesome passenger. Featuring lots of Cumplane friendship, sassy MQF (as a treat), teenage smirking (likely aided and abetted by the adults), and space whales (naturally). I have not yet fully decided if the story Shen Yuan read was PIDW and now he has to figure out how the infiltration of "space with gears on it" into his xianxia has fucked up what he and Airplane know, or if the story was something like "Proud Immortal Starlit Way" and it was always like that. (Thoughts?) ---
The "SY Bodysnatches MQF" idea What it says on the tin... SY accidentally ends up in MQF's body instead of SQQ's. Only MQF isn't gone - he remains. This occurs directly before the Demonic Invasion and double qi deviation part of the plot and they rush back to the sect to deal with that. Then things get messy while they conspire to get SY his own body. Featuring: An extremely confused Liu Qingge, eventual Shenbros, and aro-ace MQF being very bemused at all times. ---
The "LQG Gets De-Aged/Age-Regressed" idea As you can guess: LQG gets age-regressed. This happens in Lingxi Caves instead of his death-by-deviation. He latches onto SY-SQQ and SY-SQQ is helpless to do anything but take the cute kid in. Featuring: BingLiu friendship, possibly Bing-other disciples friendship, but mostly establishing bro-code that makes Binghe switch his infatuation with SY-SQQ into family feelings as soon as LQG regains his adult body and it becomes clear that LiuShen is happening. ----
This is along with: Joint Custody (LiuShen), my SJ-SQQ second-chance redemption fic (LiuShen and LiuJiu, but different LQGs), a peak lords ascension fic using Cultivate's backstory (LiuJiu), a LiuShen timeloop fic, and at least another half a dozen fic ideas sitting in the hopper that aren't nearly as developed/that I am not burning to write yet.
I'd love to know which ideas you guys are most interested in. ;) Joint Custody is still next regardless and I'll probably not be working on either of the LiuJiu fics in the near future because they are definitely 100k+ territory and I'm still not ready for that. But knowing people are hype for something keeps me hype. ;3
I'll probably be in this fandom awhile, y'all. Please send help.
Sadly, I can't work on any of them yet, because I have over 2,600 messages in my inbox waiting for me to respond to. (This is not a humble brag - this is thousand-yard-stare territory. It was somewhere over 3000 for awhile until I started making a list of people who generally only left emojis or thanks and let them know that I was going to just thank them for all of them in one email so they didn't peppered by replies in kind.)
Not that I'm complaining about them, because I missed replying to comments so much (it's genuinely one of my favorite parts about writing fanfic), but it's still a lot and even if I could manage 100 replies a day (which for mental health reasons, I really can't), it's going to take awhile.
RIP.
More importantly - I hope you are well! 🌼
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bihansthot · 20 days
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Made gyoza for the family last night, usually I let Bi-Han make the jiaozi he learned from Mama Zero but I was craving Japanese flavors and I know my way around a dumpling, so I took the reigns. They were plump and juicy, crispy and delicious, the kids loved them and absolutely demolished them. Sy couldn’t help but sneak one or two even though human food gives him a stomach ache. I didn’t get a picture of the second plate but the twins are getting so good at folding the dumplings and Xue is getting there too! It was so much fun helping Bingbing with the dumplings and even though hers didn’t look the best, she is only three after all, but they still tasted wonderful. I love cooking with the kids especially my daughter, not that I don’t instill a love of culinary arts in all my children, I’m raising my boys to be equal partners not misogynist wastes of life but Bingbing really has an enthusiasm for it! She gets so excited measuring the ingredients and is so meticulous about it, it’s really adorable, I can tell she’s going to be quite the home cook like her mama. It’s chillier today so I have a nice big pot of bean and bacon soup simmering away today, what’s nice is the bacon is smoked in house at the Lin Kuei compound so it’s not often I have to make a trip to the village for supplies, being the Grandmaster’s wife certainly has it’s perks. I do like going to the village on the weekends though to browse the vendors and get local specialties or delicious dim sum that I don’t often make myself. I CAN make char siu bao but they taste better made by the old aunties in town than mine do. So yeah I figured it’s been a while since I’ve done a little self ship update or any writing about it in general so here’s just a little something.
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bfdreaming · 1 year
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Oh, actually, I just thought of a fic idea. I'm way too sick to write it but here it is if anyone else wants to.
Peak Lord SQQ is on a solo mission when for whatever reason, he de-ages into Wu Yanzi-era Xiao Jiu. Teenage SJ wakes up in the woods or something with all this expensive stuff, and figures they'd just robbed a wealthy cultivator, though it's weird that he's wearing these ill-fitting fancy clothes. Probably some weird scheme that Wu Yanzi didn't bother to explain, but he doesnt seem to be around, so SJ figures he might as well take the stuff and book it... after changing into some less ostentatious but still ill-fitting robes. Whoever this guy was, he sure was well-prepared...
He wanders for a bit, getting his bearings and hoping he isn't found by Wu Yanzi, a recently robbed cultivator, or a dead cultivator's friends, when he runs into Luo Binghe, recently orphaned. LBH is either too kind or too earnest or too hopeful or something, and SJ thinks, "This kid is not gonna survive on the street. UGH" And he acquires a little brother, against his will, thankyouverymuch. Binghe naturally latches onto him like a barnacle and SJ pretends to hate it.
Meanwhile, one YQY is losing his goddamn mind. LQG goes out to look for SQQ, and eventually identifies one of his fans, now held by a familiar-looking scrappy teenager. LQG pursues, but does not use his words, and said scrappy teenager assumes this is a friend of the cultivator Wu Yanzi had robbed, come for revenge... or maybe to get the stuff back, but he's pawned some of it and the rest is his now, fuck off. ...Binghe can have some if he's good.
LQG very much doubts this kid is behind his martial brother's disappearance but he's his only lead, and our dear War God naturally does not really explain his intentions at any point. Thus begins a game of cat and mouse that LQG reluctantly enjoys. Some of the tactics are familiar, and the kid is familiar too, so he does gain some suspicions. These are confirmed when SJ summons Xiu Ya, much to his own surprise.
LQG, knowing YQY is beside himself, decides to go ahead and send him a message saying he's found SQQ, but bringing him back might take a little longer. No further elaboration. YQY drops everything to immediately head to the location specified, and runs into SJ and Bingbing as they're trying to skip town. Cue a reunion between a very confused scrappy street kid and the most pathetic Sect Leader.
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serialmilipede · 1 year
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role reversal bingqiu au... disciple!sy constantly in conflict with his cruel, demonic master, ruler of both realms, king!lbh (name and title are a wip)... sy who gets whumped almost every day of his miserable life, by his master. truly, this universe is too cruel, to thrust him from one life of suffering in which he was destined to die young, into another! only... when his master notices other disciples following his example, he punishes them harshly. he patches sy's wounds, and forces him to stay in bed for a week. sy is deeply confused, even more so when lbh goes back to beating the crap out of him everyday only a month later! but still, no one else dares touch him. everyone knows he's lbh's plaything... and the king will only be merciful once. all those who piss on his territory from now on will die.
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latenightsleuth · 1 year
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7 Celebrities Who Disappeared and We Still Don’t Know Where They Are
Can you imagine how hard it is to pull off a good act of vanishing? VERY hard. Just ask Steven Leung, who tried to make it look like he’d died during 9/11. Spoiler, that didn’t work. And now can you imagine someone like Beyonce just disappearing into thin air? That seems impossible. Yet, sometimes it happens.
Scott Smith
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Scott Smith was a founding member of the band Loverboy but on November 30, 2000, he mysteriously disappeared at sea.
Smith, his girlfriend, and their two friends went sailing after Loverboy’s concert in Vancouver, B.C. When they were nearing San Francisco, the weather got stormy with gigantic waves. One of them knocked Smith of the vessel and into the water.
“We turned back around but couldn’t find any of the debris or cushions or the man-overboard pole,” said his friend Bill Ellis. Coast Guards and private searches couldn’t find him. His body was never found.
Rico Harris
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In 2000, Rico Harris played basketball for a very famous team the Harlem Globetrotters but because of his drinking addiction he couldn’t pursue this career and went on to work as a security guard. In 2014, he was fired from there for drunkenness. When he left his mom’s house in LA and went to Seattle and stay with his girlfriend, he vanished somewhere along State Route 16 near Sacramento.
His backpack and phone were found on the roadside, but he was nowhere to be seen. Days after his disappearance people were reporting sightings of a giant person walking alongside State Route 16. Human footprints were found in the sand but not Harris.
Fan Bingbing
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Fan Bingbing is a Chinese A-list celebrity, one of the few Chinese actresses to make it to the international market. But in 2018 her movie contracts leaked onto social media and it turned out that she’d been using fake contacts to avoid paying taxes. And on July 1, she disappeared.
People think that the authorities reeducating her this way and also show other stars the consequences they could be facing. Later in October, she released an apology on her social media and the Chinese authorities stated that she would be paying a fine. Nevertheless, she still has not been seen in public.
Bison Dele
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Bison Dele whose real name is Brian Williams was a basketball player who was famously odd. When he quit basketball he was seen firing off bazookas into the desert in Lebanon, and then wandering through Asia, living as some sort of rich hobo.
In 2002, when he was in Australia, he learned to sail, bought himself a boat named the Hakuna Matata and decided to sail from Tahiti to Hawaii. He, his girlfriend, Serena Karlan, the ship’s captain, Bertran Saldo, and Dele’s older brother, Miles Dabord were on board but they never made it to Hawaii. Everyone but Dabord vanished at sea.
Dabord was arrested in Phoenix two months later trying to buy gold with his brother’s money. When he was released on bail, he committed suicide via insulin overdose. Supposedly he was prone to violence and envied his brother’s success.
If you or anyone you know is having suicidal thoughts, please call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-TALK (8255).
Oscar Zeta Acosta
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Chicano activist Oscar Zeta Acosta relentlessly consumed pills, hallucinogens, and drunk alcohol in huge quantities. In May 1974, he went to his family home in Mexico and just vanished. His friend Hunter S. Thompson spent years searching for him and later claimed that he was probably killed in a drug hit or a political assassination. However, Acosta’s body was never found.
Richey Edwards
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A rhythm guitarist and lyricist of Manic Street Preachers Richey Edwards was a mid-1990s British rock idol whom The Guardian called “a lightning rod of sorts for adolescent angst.” He was handsome, moody, and has a talent for writing lyrics about depression.
In February 1995 he disappeared from his hotel room and his car was found abandoned near the Severn Bridge. In 2008 he was legally declared dead but his body was never found.
Jim Sullivan
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Read more at: https://nexter.org/7-celebrities-who-disappeared-and-we-still-dont-know-where-they-are
In March 1975, Jim Sullivan was heading to Nashville but he never made it there. His car was found abandoned in the desert outside Santa Rosa, New Mexico and his clothes, wallet, and guitar were all found in a nearby motel. One of his friends said that if Sullivan was planning to vanish, he would’ve never left his guitar behind.
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sxintl · 1 year
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2022.10.01 SNH48 Team X “Xiaoyi” Yang Bingyi Birthday Stage | Duan Yixuan’s letter to Yang Bingyi
To my dear Shuibaobao,
I honestly didn't know how to write this letter, I've amended it so many times with so many versions written, I was afraid, I was afraid that it's not that good.
We've walked through so much time, been together for so long, and been through so much together, though it seems like the older we get, the more we're worried about.
For once I felt like I might not be able to write anything so I thought simply making you happy would be enough.
Preparing for a birthday stage is an irritating and tiring thing, I don't know if this is Chip or Dale, either way, right now it's Xuanxuan Didi, right, a cheap substitute.
Y: High-end version!
I wanted to make you feel a bit more relaxed.
I've always felt like you're a child I watched growing up, but at the same time, while I watched you grow, it's like you were watching me grow as well. We saw the changes in each other's personalities, hobbies, habits, and mentality along the way.
We were like people running around a misty magical forest barefooted while chasing after and searching for the light, we were also running away from the damages the twigs and vines coming after us would bring. It was like some kind of quest, some kind of adventure, it was also like some kind of escape. In the course of running, we've accepted growth, change, and lots and lots of partings that happened naturally. I'm just really glad that, the "us" that I met the moment I stepped into this piece of forest, the "us" that is still working hard and struggling through the mist, has never let go of each other's hands that were tightly held together, we did not lose ourselves.
And I've always thought that I know you very well, and therefore, I'll instinctively think that there shouldn't be anyone-- that no one should, or that no one can know you better than I do.
Then one day I was talking about you with someone, I started talking about your hobbies very surely, and then they challenged me saying "hmm, maybe she doesn't think so now." If it were from before I would definitely refute it, but that day I didn't dare to, because I was afraid that someone else would know the current you more than I do.
This is me giving you hints.
Y: There she goes again.
When I just came to Shanghai, you read me the letter you wrote for me whimpering, you said with that we get to meet more often. And after that you did come to find me more often, there wasn't anything special, nothing that we had to specifically talk about, just snuggling up on my tiny sofa, we'd talk if there was anything to talk about, if not, we'd be on our own phones, then I'd fall asleep while playing on my phone. And when I woke up, you'd tell me seeing Whiskey and me sleeping side by side was very healing. When you leave, you'd suddenly say "hugs", and I'd say "oh? You're leaving?"
And when you started raising Yang Jinjin, I felt a strong sense of crisis for our Pudding. Because I was actually afraid that if our Pudding had lost the one thing that temps you, I was afraid that you wouldn't come to find me that often anymore. However- Or rather, afraid that every time you want to come to find me and Pudding you'd be held back by Yang Jinjin's temptation, so I tried to change him. What I didn't expect is that he's super good and listens to orders well in your room, every time you bring him over, he'll turn into the fiercest kitten in the world when he sees Pudding.
He can't stand him.
Y: I must defend our Yang Jinjin, our Yang Jinjin is a scaredy cat.
D: Alright, you don't have to say more. Yes, he is a scaredy cat. But he scares Pudding into looking more like a scaredy cat every time.
Y: Because he's- whatever, it's our Yang Jinjin who's too fierce.
D: It's okay, I can understand him.
You used to say there's a lot of people who come to my room, but whenever you come to find me, I feel really happy and relieved.
Our Bingbing also has a lot of friends, every time when you accompanied me through the long corridor, walking in the same direction, and yet when you had to say goodbye in the end, the sound of my door closing would be a bit louder, were you not aware of that?
Everyone in the centre knew how good of a cook I am during lockdown.
Y: That's exactly because everyone in the centre knows!
D: Listen to me!
But then I'd hear you talk to others saying things like "oh, our ingredients", “who's gonna do our dishes?" I really wanted you to spit out the curry rice I made for you.
Every time I heard you in the room opposite to mine I'd intentionally send you a message asking, "are you over there?" and you'd reply immediately saying "you even know that?"
Yeah, I am giving you hints, but I know that it's mainly my problem because this is my reflection, after giving you hints, I mean, I should reflect on myself, after all, it goes both ways, there's no way that only one person's at fault, and two people can't be… right? It's not a mistake, because I don't think my problem is a mistake, nor yours is a mistake, it's just habits.
Just that I think my problem's a bit worse, maybe I'm not that enthusiastic about a lot of things or anything fun in life, and, indeed, I don't like to play with anything, and maybe I'm not that interested in many things, even so, you still have to think of me and invite me, even if I've rejected you.
Because, because there's a possibility that I just didn't want to go with you guys today, like you guys were playing over there and I saw that a lot of you all were playing together already, and I'd feel that "you guys are already enjoying yourselves, and I'm really tired," and I'd want to sleep. But I might not be that sleepy on the next day, and you guys are still having fun then I'll wait for an invitation.
Right, so maybe, you'll still have to think about inviting me. Because there are things that may be no fun to me, but if I'm doing it with you, I feel like I'll still be quite happy.
YYDS is the name of your birthday stage last year, but to me, you've always been the embodiment of that, it's another nickname of yours.
As expected from my senior, you're super reliable even at a young age. When I broke down because of the problems that arose during the rehearsals for my birthday stage, you would communicate with the staff about the problems, you would help me choose that "ding" bell, you would help me check the props and see if they were suitable, you would help me film the videos, and you would help me hide in the corner of the stage to control the lights.
I could not be more thankful back then, and I thought I had to return this and be reliable too. But then who knew you would be this amazing, while I was still dazed from being busy with everything, you were almost done with your birthday stage, I still haven't had the chance to be that reliable person for you, and you've already done it yourself.
Leave me some chances to fulfil myself next time. When there are things that you're too tired to handle, you can tell me, I'll help you.
All of your stages today were prepared using time squeezed out in between your intense work schedule. And actually I've been watching the live, unfortunately, every time I entered the stream it was always during scene changes, I don't know why.
Then there was this one time a song played, I said "wow it's finally here", and Zuo Jingyuan said, "what is it?" I said, "I don't know, a song is playing anyway." I think it's because I'm just happy to see it. Because during your rehearsals, I actually didn't watch it. But when I saw it, I thought that you can squeeze out so many amazing and spectacular performances under an intense work schedule is just "wow", right?
And I thought that small, skinny and fresh Shuibaobao little senior has grown bit by bit on this stage, turning into a beautiful star. For some reason, I felt the gratitude of a mother. I know that the growth came from bits and bits of hardships, so you must take care of yourself well too. I'm already drinking lots and lots of water every day, you should try to replace a can of coke with water each day.
Just one can, not a lot, just one.
Y: Okay~
Let's take good care of ourselves and live longer, as in until the day our hair turns grey and all of our teeth have fallen, I'll still be asking you "hey, is this wrinkle not pretty enough?"
And maybe it's just me, maybe the longer you live, the more you'll think about the future, you know that I'm always worried about you, but every time you tell me seriously that you feel happy doing what you're doing, I think you who started the journey towards your dream at a young age are really impressive, still, I hope that you can worry about it more, you get me?
Then as a mother, every time I hear you say that I do get a bit nervous, but I'd also sincerely feel how great that is. To purely like something, to purely be satisfied by something, I wish those blinking eyes, the child with light shining in her eyes, would continue to feel happy from what makes you happy.
And, the sudden isolation, and the busy schedule, made us seem to have missed out a lot unknowingly. But that's fine, we can still have the sweet osmanthus in October, the snow in December, the waves in the coming May, and with the spring blossom that we missed, I believe that our remaining time will make up for the romance and happiness that we have missed.
Where should we start? I don't know, but I know where you want to go, I even secretly Googled if there's sweet osmanthus in Xishuangbanna, but I don't think it matters whether they have it or not because I've secretly booked a villa with a pool, we can play in the pool together.
Y: I'll also give you some hints at night.
Love you~
Y: Actually, I feel like this year… how should I put it. As you know, it seems like a lot has happened, and as you said, the longer we've spent together, more things would've happened, the more we've experienced together, and it's true that there are more concerns. But what I believe has never changed is no matter what the others ask me, my answer is always you.
D: You are also my best friend.
Y: So don't you worry.
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lan-wangjis-autism · 1 year
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ship game beefleaf and bingque???
Beefleaf - Ship It
What made you ship it? A) Lesbians. B) Lesbians. C) LOVE the forbidden love, hidden identities, and just. Everything
What are your favorite things about the ship? Lesbians I LOVE THE VIBES. Also sunshine x grumpy, lighter color x darker color
Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? Lesbians
Bingqiu - Ship It
What made you ship it? It was the main ship 😭 Also the complexity of like. Everything about it? Also Bingbing is adorable
What are your favorite things about the ship? Binghe. He's so fucking adorable even as the demon emperor. Also I love the fact that if I write fics I can just. Use whatever modern idiom/phrase I want bc Shang Qinghua and Shen Qingqiu are transmigraters AND Shang Qinghua is lazy
Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? Not one I can think of rn tbh
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let-me-iiiiiiiin · 7 months
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There really is nothing to read. What the hell do I do now
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ramu-ego · 1 year
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bing bingbing hey hey hey!! woahhh your love 4 ego is unmatched LMFAOO, i’d never really thought much abt him but mayhaps your blog may change my mind !!! (you still get 2 be his top wifey though)
OHH!! my top 5.. it’s hyoma, seishiro, rin, reo & isagi! (not in any order but hyoma’s up there!!) funnily enough, WE R ON THE SAME FIRST IMPRESSIONS FOR RIN!! at first i was all “Man emo chars are so lame” THENN MY HATRED TURNED INTO AN OBSESSION LFMAOOA .. U RIGHTT I KNOW RIN WAS ON AUTO PILOT.. aint got a single thought in that stupid brain of his
THR FIRST ONE TO CATCH MY ATTENTION WAS HYOMA!! my friend sent me him, told me his nickname “princess” and said i would like him — i have a weakness LOL .. i feel like he’d produce such pretty reactions ?..!!?! the bath scene made me. kick my feet for unholy reasons!! THE SELFISH REASONS IS SOOO REAL OF YOU (i love being unapologetically mean to subs it’s entertaining in a way)
the fic sneakpeek with rin already has me running laps imm so excited HHAHA !! you bet once you post i’m running to that post as quick as possible! already loving how many thoughts and hcs you’re putting on this blog!!
hmm, not too sure how to end this.. any thoughts on your mind? or how’s your day been, depending on timezones! - 💌
OH I FELL FOR HIM THE SECOND I SAW HIM-
-Ego is....very much my type. Painfully my type. If you saw a majority of my other fandom husbands then...Ego's in good company 😂 (said he was ugly then seconds later was head over heels) And I will always be indignant about his treatment in the fandom! Especially from manga readers!! I'll let anime only watchers slide bc he's...rough, for a while. But anyone who reads the U-20 game and still thinks he doesn't care is just being willfully ignorant. Ego went full blown dad mode in that second half of the game and I have yet to recover from his dilf energy coaching that game 😤
seriously though was ready to hate Rin like I hated a few other characters bc fanon personality was shit. Total ick. Was literally tired of seeing his face and I didn't even know what bllk was. But then his little scenes kept building and then the U-20 game happened and now...all I wanna do is make him worse 🥰
Chigiri goes in the Bachira/Kunigami box like...is it legal to not like them?? Are there really fans who hate Chigiri bc hello??? Pretty pretty princess but also will not stop laughing at the weird Reo/Nagi fanclub that just formed around Chigiri. The off the wall friendships in bllk kill me and both Reo/Nagi being fans of Chigiri in their little England team is still killing me. The bath scene though, if they cheap out on Chigiri's thighs I (and a few others) will be rioting. Give!! Us!! The!!! Thighs!! and the rest of the stupidity that happens in that blessed scene istg
GAH I'M SORRY THE RIN FIC IS ON HOLD- A certain someone (they know who they are <.<) Gave me the worst idea for Niko and well...dragging my pussy across my keyboard horny writing a Niko fic I never thought I'd write bc I thought Niko was an ugly little mother fucker (yes I see the irony in thinking Ego is drop dead gorgeous but the other bowl cut ugly...shh) But not to spoil anything but it may or may not be bc of the previous nipple headcanon post and the delightful idea of male lactation and chapped boy nips 🙏
Thoughts...it's 6:40 am and I've barely been up for an hour power slamming some coffee down my gullet before I start the day. Thoughts blank except survive the day and avoid a toddler tantrum like I'm defusing a bomb 😂 But also to make plenty of time to write for horny boys 🍑 Lemme play the uno reverse card! How have you been? Enjoyed last weeks bllk episode? Are you a dubbed or sub watcher? Favorite part in the manga thus far? Any characters you wanted to see more of or weird side characters that just interest you??
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bahoreal · 1 year
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me being a bit of a lesbian and writing xu bingbing/mu xing into this fic
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