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untaemedqueen · 6 months

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At Your Service

Escort!Jeongguk x CEO!Reader

Genre: Strangers to Lovers!AU, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Chapter 16.

Series Warnings (Will Be Updated): Angst, Fluff, Cold Heartedness, Emotional Trauma, Healing, Smut, Dark Humor

Namjoon isn't much of a talker the escort realized as they drove silently through the streets. The only semblance of sound was the old fifties music in the background that somehow fit the blonde haired man to a T.

The silence did however give Guk time to think. He realized after the first few minutes in the car that Joon was basically a steel vault that couldn't be pried open for anything. He's loyal to you. And while your ex can respect that, he still finds it irritating.

What must you be hiding?

What is going on?

How did you do a complete one eighty on him like this? He clearly hasn't done anything wrong. Unless loving you is the worst sin of man.

It didn't take long for the car to pull up to your community gates and as he slid down behind the front two seats of the car, his heart began to hammer thick and sickly within his chest.

You'll be furious to see him. He knows that. You went through so much effort to keep him away.

You're gonna yell and scream. You might even throw something.

But he just needs to see you. He needs an explanation, goddammit.

With the mere shake of his head, he waited patiently until the gates were open and the car crept on by the guard station.

"Get up," Namjoon announced, "We're here."

The blonde man carelessly opens the front door with your not so hidden key and it irritates Guk to no end knowing just how easily he does this. He's done this many times it seems.

The first thing your ex hears is screaming opera, it violents his senses and he almost out of instinct covers his ears.

Joon simply rolls his eyes, ushering in the escort and folding his arms.

Your co-worker leans in just close enough to be able to shout in your ex-boyfriend's ear.

"Go upstairs and turn down the music, it's how she knows someone's here!" he hollers.

When Jeongguk pulls away, Namjoon is already turning on his heel to go out to the garden, leaving him alone with his thoughts.

How many times has the escort rushed up these familiar marble stairs? How many times has his heart pounded, echoing through his chest with radiant joy to turn down the music and get your attention?

It won't be the same. You'll come out to see who it is and when you actually see it's him, you're gonna go bananas.

The escort's feet are heavy as he moves, contemplation enveloping him with little care.

Just to be able to see you again… God, he can't even truly process his excitement.

He doesn't know what emotion he's feeling the strongest but as his foot hits the first step of the stairs… Fright wins.

His skin begins to sing with goosebumps and he combs his fingers through his hair like some sort of nervous tick.

The opera doesn't seem to help, if anything it makes the pounding of his heart times perfectly with each screech of vocals.

He takes a shaky breath, gripping onto the railing with enough force to crush mere metal.

His feet are sluggish and heavy but he ascends nonetheless.

Just knowing in a mere minute he will see you again, blooms the butterflies in his stomach once more.

Finally, he's on the second floor and Guk has to wipe his sweaty hands on his black jeans.

"Y/N," he hisses under his breath, reaching for the sound system.

With his heart thumping in his ears, he lowers the music and he turns accordingly to the long hallway of doors.

There's a moment of waiting that seems like it's forever until you emerge from the office he once helped furnish.

Your eyes are on the floor until they slowly raise to take in the escort in his entirety.

You're wearing an old hoodie of his, it's baggy on you with colorful letters of the alphabet stitched haphazardly onto the white fabric. It was always one of your favorites, you even voiced it to him the day before sending him away.

Your eyes become vulnerable and your nostrils flare as if you're trying to quell your need to burst out in tears. It's almost as if you're looking at a ghost.

Standing just feet away from you is a man with such love and adoration still present on his face.

"Y/N," Guk breathes, swallowing thickly.

He expects the anger, the shouting, the random objects thrown at him. But you simply walk back into the office.

"Y/N?" he inquires again.

His feet move on their own and within seconds he's standing in the doorway as you lay down on the couch.

You simply stare lifelessly at the carpet, gripping the teddy bear he bought you within your arms.

Suddenly all that fear and all the anxiety melts away within him and he sits down on the carpet before you silently.

Guk just stares at you, taking in every inch of your tired face. He memorizes the way your eyes close and the way your bottom lip tucks between your teeth to peel away skin nervously.

"Hi, sweetheart," he whispers softly, leaning back on his hands and watching how your knees draw inward into a fetal position.

When you hear his voice so clearly, your eyes squeeze shut.

Tears well up at the sides and coast down your cheeks. Your nose becomes darker and redder with raw emotion causing you to sniffle helplessly.

All the confusion and all the angry questions he has simply melt into concern. He knows now that he will sit with you for hours on end without any care for his real self. You don't even need to speak, just being close to you is enough.

But he does decide to say the three words that he never told you aloud. He needs to tell them to you while you're awake because even if you do end up sending him away again at least you'll know.

"I love you," Guk whispers.

Your tears become faster, your soft cries become louder, almost wails and you throw yourself off of the couch to hold him needily.

He opens his arms for you, burying his face in your hair as you hug him tightly.

The escort's eyes burn at the raw emotion and he sobs softly hugging you with all the strength he can muster.

All of the pain, all the sorrow, all the confusion, it pours out of him in wet, salty fat tears.

"Y/N," he cries loudly, squeezing his eyes shut as he takes in the familiar scent of cherry blossoms from your hair.

You bury your face into his neck then, not wanting to let him go ever again.

You've needed him so much over the past month and you know that sending him away is the worst thing you could have ever done.

"I love you," you whimper softly.

Even over his cries he hears those words and he looks up at the ceiling as his body racks harder with emotion.

Jeongguk wasn't expecting this. He wasn't expecting this to be so easy and heartfelt but maybe the month away from him has changed you in some way.

It feels like forever and a simple second that he holds you tightly on the black Persian rug but when you pull away he gets the sudden fear that you're going to tell him to leave.

"Don't send me away," he begs, cupping your face with warm hands, "I love you, baby. Don't leave me again. Tell me what's going on. Let me help you."

You can see the fright in his eyes, darting back and forth with shaky pupils as he looks up at you.

You're slow to stand up and he sits up accordingly, dragging his fingers over his wet, tear streaked cheeks.

You seem to contemplate his words for a mere moment and when you extend a hand to him, he takes it immediately.

"Baby?" he inquires softly, following you out of the office.

The opera seems to echo off the hallways walls as you continue down toward rooms Guk knows to be empty.

When you stop in front of one of the rooms at the far end of the hallway, you simply fold your arms and nod towards the door.

"What is it?" he inquires, grabbing ahold of the door handle.

You simply nod again, turning your back to the sight of it when he begins to crack it open.

His eyebrows furrow and he enters the room with his breath caught in his throat.

As he steps inside the multitude of boxes makes his eyebrow flicker up and he inspects them as he gets closer.

The words stamped on the sides of the boxes with black outlinings show exactly what's inside and he has to prop himself upright on one of the large sturdier boxes because his knees almost give out at the sight.

He opens his mouth to call your name but only a sob can breach past his lips. And all over again he's an emotional mess.

He cries softly, slowly setting himself down on the floor.

The boxes for the crib and the changing table begin to blur before his eyes and when he turns to the doorway he sees you leaning against the door jamb with hopelessness etched all over your face.

Within an instant, he springs up onto his feet. The escort barrels over towards you, grasping your face between both hands and smothering you with a deep kiss that seems to make even your frigid stance go soft.

Guk cries against your lips, hugging you closely to his body and for once you're really truly frozen in place.

Then once the shock begins to dissipate, a ball of fresh flaring anger forms inside of the man you love. He pulls back just far enough to narrow his eyes at you.

"Don't you dare ever send me away again, do you hear me? Don't you dare make decisions for our baby by yourself," he hisses, pressing his forehead to yours.

Just hearing the words you've tried so hard to ignore makes you shiver and you can only nod against him sullenly.

Jeon Jeongguk knows you. He probably knows you better than your own self at this point and he speaks every word clearly to calm any nervousness in your heart.

"Yes, this baby is early for us. Yes, we didn't plan this but we didn't do anything to stop it either. I don't love you less because you're pregnant with my child. I'm not angry that you're pregnant. You don't get to send me away because you're fucking scared. Do you understand me? You don't get to make decisions like that on your own. You fucking know how much I love you. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you," Guk enunciates, staring deeply into your eyes.

When your eyes flutter shut, he clicks his teeth sternly.

"C'mere," he whispers, pulling you back into his loving embrace.

Did he think he would be having a child? No.

Did he want children right at this exact moment? Not really.

But does he still love you and this baby more than anything in the world? Always, yes.

"I'm sorry," you breathe into his leather jacket.

He shakes his head softly, laying his cheek on your hair. "Don't be sorry."

"I'm scared," you mumble.

"So am I," he replies honestly, drifting his fingers over your back, "But we're gonna do this and we're gonna be such good parents."

You can only sigh then, letting his words thrust the reality you've been avoiding for a month back into your bones.

"Do you have a picture of my baby or what?" Guk asks, pulling away to give you a smile.

"Yeah," you bleat, looking over the room.

"Well show me," he chuckles, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

The thing you adore about Guk is how understanding and immediately willing he is to take any situation on his shoulders.

He's already come to terms with this while for this whole month you've barely been able to process what the doctor told you.

You've been scared of Guk, scared of yourself, scared of anything and everything because it's so far out of your comfort zone.

But now, with him being supportive, you might just have a sliver of hope blooming within the recesses of your chest.

He takes your hand, intertwining your fingers gently as you lead him back down the hallway towards the bedroom you once shared.

"Am I moving in or do you want to co-parent separately?" Jeongguk asks, looking around the mansion that hasn't changed at all.

You stop in your tracks, almost confused by his question. There are so many things that have to get sorted out and you've been hiding away from them all.

"Y-You can move in," you breathe, looking back at him.

You don't want to do this without him. Even though it was bitchy enough that you left him without a leg to stand on for the past thirty days.

"Okay, good," he whispers, kissing your forehead.

"And we c-can get married," you suggest softly, looking down at your feet.

"I'm not marrying you with that kind of proposal," he teases, hooking his arm around your waist and pulling you close, "Where's you on one knee with my engagement ring? You don't even have to give me a ring. Where's my protein bar?"

For the first time in a month you find yourself laughing and Guk's smile at the sound says it all. He's really in this with you. He's really here forever.

"I don't have either," you sigh.

"Well, I'm gonna have to change that. Before I even move in I need a stock of protein bars to keep me satisfied," he chuckles, pulling you towards the bedroom.

"How's Hawking?" you inquire, stepping into the bedroom.

"He misses you, misses your cuddles. Like me," the escort says truthfully, sitting down on your bed and laying back.

"He can move in too," you offer sweetly.

Guk tilts his head to you, watching as you open up the ornate black side drawer. When you pull out a thick picture his throat becomes terse and he can only swallow thickly to try and relieve it.

He opens up his hands to you, waiting patiently as you scurry over.

The escort taps his thighs, waiting for you to straddle him like all those times before you were gone from his side. You crawl over him, laying the picture on his chest and looking down nervously.

When he picks up the picture, he can only take a sharp breath between his teeth from the shock.

The baby is so small in the photo, he almost has to squint to see it. But it's there, as plain as day in black and white.

"Jesus Christ," he croaks out, drifting his thumb over the small little life form in the picture.

When he looks back up at you again, he can see your glassy eyes once more and he immediately coddles you. Sitting up, he wraps his arms around you tightly, pressing his lips to your temple.

"We're gonna be just fine, baby. I promise. I love you and you love me and we're gonna love our baby and do our best," the escort whispers, pressing his forehead to yours.

You can only nod childishly, sniffling softly at his words.

He lays back down, pulling at the hem of his sweatshirt you adorn. His hands coast over your skin, settling on your sides and he nods to you. "Take it off, lemme see my baby."

Just his words send such emotion through you and you comply within seconds. Taking off the fabric, there's no real change to your body so far but Guk knows you so intimately that he can tell you're swollen.

He lays you down softly, pecking your lips sweetly as if to assure you it's okay.

"You look beautiful," he avows, kissing down your stomach and your hands clench nervously at the feeling.

Guk opens your hands with his, intertwining them gently and when he reaches your womb an unexpected sob tears through him. He didn't even know he was ready to cry again until he just does.

He presses his trembling lips to your womb and you simply relax beneath him.

His eyes squeeze shut and he can only let out a shaky sigh.

Your body is warm beneath him and soft like the first day he ever got to touch you. And he knows he will never have a more intense love than this right here before him.

"I love you," he says simply, looking up at you and drying his eyes with the back of his hand.

"I love you, too," you reply, swallowing thickly.

He pulls away just a fraction, looking down at your stomach that shows no signs of change yet and he smiles. "And I love this kid."

You give him a warm smile, the apology you want to relay thick on your tongue. Jeongguk can see it in your eyes and he simply wrinkles his nose sweetly at you.

"Don't," he whispers, crawling up the bed to pull you into his arms, "We just forget it. Yeah? We just forget and move on. We look to the future now."

You cuddle up against him, closing your eyes and hugging him around the waist, clinging to him.

"It's gonna be a boy," he mumbles, closing his eyes.

"You think so?" you whisper.

"Oh yeah, I can't handle a little girl like you. She's gonna hold my heart and make me spoil her to no end," the escort laughs, leaning back against the headboard.

Even though the month apart was tortuous and strained, now that you're together again it's almost like it never happened. You don't want it to happen again and even if you have to change your whole being to make sure you're ready… You will.

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bonefall · 1 year

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So way back in the day on the original Warriors website, there was an area where you could submit questions about the series that the Erin's would answer and then post the question and answers on a FAQ page. Someone asked about prefixes that the Clans don't use because they're considered sacred, and the answer had been iterations of Moon-, Star-, or the Clan names themselves, so Sky-, Shadow-, etc.

Obviously this isn't true for canon anymore, if it ever actually was (citing here: lack of continuity between the Erins) but I'm curious to know if your AU has any prefixes that the Clan's absolutely refuse to use for one reason or another? Whether they be sacred or maybe they're considered "cursed", like perhaps a particularly evil cat has tarnished the prefix forever. (Such as the lack of Maple- prefixes in canon books post-Mapleshade! Maybe not intentional, but a cool world-building detail nonetheless!)

Stemming from that, do you think any prefixes would/could be turned into insults/curses later on down the line? Basically, what's the culture like for names? My favorite part of Warriors has always been the names, and the Erin's had such a nice thing going until it was tossed out the window. The system you use with Clanmew and all is super neat and I'd love to know more about Clan naming traditions! Also how each leader names cats - idk if it was you or someone else that I follow, but I saw a post talking about how each leader has a distinct way to name their warriors.

(Also small fun fact while on the subject of names, a friend of mine submitted a question asking about who Bluestar's parents were, and the answer was Duskflower and Stormtail. This was a few years before Bluestar's Prophecy was published, so she was very upset over them changing "Duskflower" to "Moonflower" when it did finally come out!)

The Duskflower thing is actually a misconception: What happened was that in a field guide, the Erins wrote that the name was "Moonflower," and then felt that "moon" should be sacred. That's when they started using "Duskflower," until Bluestar's Prophecy came out and they agreed with the editors that the older information should take precedence

(Rare anti-retcon win)

But anyway I have no banned or sacred names! I don't like that concept! Possibly because I am from an old fandom era of 'traditional namers' that just used it as an excuse to bully people and have bad taste. Hawkfrost's name ROCKS MY SOCKS and they all died mad while I'm still here.

My rules with namings is that EVERYTHING must make sense in-universe. So I don't like lyrical naming very much... names like "Friendlyface" or "Empyreanmist" are funny, but I don't see how a kitten would end up with those names unless every cat in their Clan stopped taking their lives seriously

(Or are in WarriorClan. BB!WarriorClan renamings are going to look WILD)

That also means ecologically invalid names get cut or end up being translation quirks. Names like Cypress, Olive, Myrtle, etc.

I don't ban "insult" names either, but I do rule that they are typically ShadowClan. They have a very dark sense of humor.

And yes I am the one with leader naming styles! So far these are the styles:

Bramblestar: terrible. Doesn't consider names beforehand, often comes up with titles that are awkward or unimpressive

Harestar: Reverant and thoughtful, tries to name based on friendships, interests, and quirks.

Mistystar: Names litters according to 'themes,' often sharing suffixes or picking similar ones.

Brokenstar: Only ever gives "cool" names with deadly and strong connotations.

Firestar: Names awkwardly, but genuinely. Surprises his Clan constantly with banger names (Lionblaze) or shockingly uncomfortable ones (Brambleclaw).

Onestar: Names practically, trying to limit suffix repeats and tonguetwisters.

So on.

#Better bones au #Bone babble

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zikadraws · 1 year

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it takes four doug has "been through the system of 'several lives'"? do you mean he's been killed by the monsters and respawned a few times, and if not what did you mean? im always a fan of aus that incorporate the respawn mechanics that the games theyre for brush over :3c🍿

Oh man isn't that one hell of a question, that I was totally prepared for ! And since you asked it you're now legally required to sit through my painfully long take on this. Enjoy.

(Fair warning : Long post ahead. And you even get drawings. Click For Quality bcz phone pictures.)

Well it's actually relating to a theory/headcanon of mine that I came up to try for the respawn system to make sense in-game, because I too love when the mechanisms in-game are a thing that's accounted for and explained in the "world building*. And the respawn system in Dark Deception always left me perplex. Allow me to put the problem :

So we, as the player get a certain amount of Lives, represented by skulls, that we can use to try again from the last loading point before a Game Over (in which case I think you have to do the level since the very start.) We get more Lives the more we progress through. So far so good. It could not be accounted for and I'll be content enough with that, HOWEVER. When you die while still having 'Lives', Bierce pulls out a snarky comment like "Oh you got killed by a freaking statue, that's bloody hilarious". But, when you die after running out of Lives and get a Game Over, she will say "You died... HAHAHAHAHAHA" (like the sadistic asshole she is), and that, invariably and only in case of Game Over.

(And, very importantly : when you lose a Life, you don't lose your progress, you don't lose any Shard (depending on the difficulty ofc lmao.) So that means there is no time rewind for Lost Lives : it's a thing that's happening and counts as part of the trial. (The Game Overs, however, are on us.)

Which implies that she's somehow aware that the Game Over means Actually Dead, and that the other times was a "Oh dear, you got yourself fucked up again didn't you." and that we could try again. So this implies that the "several lives" system is something that just occurs with Mortals, and not only Doug since it doesn't phase her.

Now it's kinda infuriating because other than the Joy Joy Gang with the Game Over no one else really says anything about this, so. How would that system, that's implied to be acknowledged, be explained in the Dark Dimension, and why is it not talked about ?

Well I think I developed a plausible enough theory, and I believe the reason, for that and a few other mechanics, could be the Soul Shards. Allow me to explain.

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So we all know the Soul Shards right. Each of them holding power, and supposed to have once been an unfortunate Mortal that got ripped to bits in Malak's Realm. So far so good, however : "Soul Shard" implies that what we collect is only a fraction of the entirety of the victim's soul, which means the rest must be trapped in Malak's Realm. Enslaved, consumed or just wandering, you'd expect these poor sinners (those who did not cave or qualify into becoming Monsters) to want to do the best they can to help the next victim, with whatever power they hold as captive spirits.

So I believe they are the ones to give the Mortals more than one chance. How they do it is unclear, they might 'zap out' the corpse and reanimate it from a certain point of power, because this action takes a lot of their energy, and it needs for them to focus their collective power in certain emplacements -the Respawn Points for us. However, as it takes a lot out of them, they can only revive so many times. That's also why we gain more Lives through the levels : the more Shards we collect, the more people we get on our side to focus their energy to revive us.

As you can see I've given them a humanoid form because I felt they needed one. Anyways, they follow us around. (A lot because we're literally collecting them, I suspect.) When we die, the death screen advice is spoken by them, as pictured here.

I like to think they're also the reason why there is writing on the walls in certain locations (such as the Hotel, the Golden Manor and the Sewers), giving advice and warnings. I don't think it's blood, so it's probably something easier for them to produce. Those must be erased whenever they're spotted.

Anyways, they do more than that.

You see the chorus that you can hear in the background music ? Well I don't know if you ever noticed, but it appear to be singing warnings and injonctions, such as "Keep on moving" in "Maternal Instinct" or "Run for your life" in the teased ost "Silent Shopper" (I think). Here's my illustrated theory on that : Malak forces them to be the ominous background ambiance, so they choose to subtly try to screw him over and encourage us whilst doing so. (There is canonically whispering from the victims according to E, so I think this chorus might be part of this aspect of the lore.)

There are more than one type of Soul Shard, by the way. Depending on their level of spite, their energy, their personality and their desire to get back to their tormentors, they can sometimes appear as Stun Balls or Spotting Shards. Those are rare though, as most powerful souls are harvested ASAP.

(They might also be the reason you don’t suffer from exhaustion from running, idk.)

Also, once they've been collected their spirits stick with us even through the levels they're not from and even in the Ballroom, which allows for scenes like this one.

(Sorry about the colors lol still figuring out the scanner)

Anyways, that was basically the long and the short of it, though assuming the spirits follow Doug throughout the entire thing, I’ve came up with a few bonuses. Plus some cozy Tammy thing for your comfort.

So yeah long story short this pretty much explains how come Doug has gone through more than one life. He’s more or less aware of that fact, but he’s a lot in denial of the whole process and pretend the deaths never happened in the first place and that the voices he hears are indeed the other victims crying out to him and nothing else. Each death makes him more cautious, more reactive, more alert, and also more impatient. He takes the advice and what help there is to take, however he tries not to talk to them. Too much to take in and he kinda has to focus on his own problems. It helps that Bierce seems to royally ignore them. They do *not* like Bierce, by the way.

In total, Doug has died about four times so far. He IS kind of lucky, in the end of the day. That or he might actually be talented, who knows.

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Okay, so that was my explanation ! Hope you had the patience to read through all of it, and that it makes sense to you. Also enjoy the Soul Shard content, I’ve done these a while ago.

Alright, thanks for your ask. You’re welcome and have a great night ✨🤗💖

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eorzeashan · 1 year

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Force almighty, fine, I'll talk about this, since I can't just beam my thoughts directly to my followers' heads.

Cipher Eight AU (and key differences)

‣ I need to make it clear this is not the main timeline for this character, though if we're moots you probably already know. As a hard distinction I will call him Eight here, both for story reasons and to separate him from his original self, Nine.

‣ "But wait a minute! Eight is the name of his Chiss mentor!" That's right. Let's dial it back a bit. The original Cipher Eight, Inan'osta'nuruodo or Nosta for short, runs her spy career into the ground much faster in this timeline, forcing her into untenable circumstances where she must accept the protection of House Miurani and cease all espionage activities as well as permanently erase herself from the public and private eye. Essentially, she gets burned. Disavowed. She makes no argument to this deal, preferring to live out the rest of her days in hiding and to raise a family with the Aristocra rather than be crucified by her enemies, but it's upsetting to her: she hasn't finished her mission. She must pass it onto another. Her legacy cannot die.

‣ His Nine self suppresses a lot of his personality in general to become an unfeeling weapon, but as Eight, he just...stole who Nosta was so he could achieve her desires in the exact way she would. A mask within a mask. It's both a facade and a deflection that keeps him safe and focused on the mission at all times, but it wildly changes how the IA story goes because of this difference. He doesn't flirt with Shara knowing there is no future here, but he's much wittier this time around and a little comedic, and it makes her smile when he sneaks in a joke amidst the stiffness of Imp Int meetings. He'll always be fond of her, no matter the universe. His Nine self still regrets that she never understood him, either.

‣ Kaliyo's agreeing with him a lot more this time around, though he has no intention of repeating what he did with her as Nine. Namely, letting her hit so she could stop bothering him in some kind of messy reward system. He's also a bit dirtier this time, so I feel like she senses that and they have better synergy with him as Eight. His loyalty and duty to one woman rather than any faction means he doesn't care so much about the Empire this time around. He has a mission to allow someone who saved his life finally live theirs. No war will ever be greater than that to him, and because of that simple goal, he no longer has to lie down and take so much of the suffering the Empire inflicted on him as Nine. He finally has purpose.

‣ But his bond with Jadus...oooh. This is another drastic change. It struck me as odd how he quite literally fills the IA with his own power as a "vessel" and it never goes anywhere in the story, so i'll be focusing more on that this time around. I want to see how their dynamic develops since this time Eight is more curious and far more willful than his fearful Nine self. It's true that there's almost no fighting back against Jadus, but I want to see my agent try; it is part of his mission to get inside his circle and earn his trust even if this is an unexpected fork in the road.

‣ Warning for Jadorre if you've already read my first snippet of a fic. I'm interested in that Sith Lord, who remains so out of reach and impossible to understand. I want to see him be outdone by the person he least expects, and for there to be more than just a Sith and their bullied underling. He does have a modicum of respect for the agent. He gives you free reign, and a choice at the end, even if its cloaked in the intent to isolate you from your fellows. I think this could evolve into more-- a symbiotic relationship between agent and master, and that's where the meat of this AU lies. Perhaps they'll change each other, for better or for much worse. We never see what happens to Jadus after all is said and done. I want to be the first to tell that story.

‣ Because of his connection to Jadus, I imagine Eight takes a much different route with his previous companions. Whether this makes him even lonelier than his Nine self we'll have to see. But he's no longer so afraid to take risks and see the world when death is at his doorstep and inside his mind, and I think that certain knowledge frees him a little. He won't romance Theron this time, but maybe they'll be friends or at the very least, workaholic partners. I imagine Theron this time is both vaguely horrified but insatiably interested in him, so they get to have a clashing dynamic that makes him question what he knows about the world. Eight is loose and slippery like water, and far too strange not to want to keep an eye on. That sense of danger and risk is appealing to Theron, but he knows it's out of his reach in some way. Doesn't stop him from trying.

‣ I'm excited to see how this'll change things with Lana as well. Before it was a boss and her subordinate who rarely ever complained, now it's an independent and a Sith who feels a little unnerved by this mercenary of a spy. Still, now that he doesn't reject the Force and all its users so much this time around, maybe they'll have more of a relationship, rather than the professional distance they developed in the main timeline.

‣ Eight is also written without much support when Nine had a lot of my friends' OCs with him, so I guess this makes him more open to others now.

‣ I don't know how things with Zhorrid will pan out. I'm hoping I can think of some way for Eight to help her, because he thinks that unpredictable front she puts up is exactly that; a way to look bigger than she actually is when she is frequently thrown around by others. It'd take a lot of stubbornness and time. He has it, this time without so much disdain for her and what she represents.

#swtor #oc: orradiz #imperial agent #text #cipher eight au #his nine self was so mellow. well now he's about to act hilarious

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your-brilliant-lady-m · 3 years

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Part 2 - Basic Concepts of Miraculous Ladybug: Kwami

Kwamis are a fun concept and one of the main draws of the series. They make sense story-wise because, firstly, our characters need some support system. And since a lot of conflicts are centred around secret identities, characters should be able to discuss their double life with someone. As magical beings they could also be used to expand the lore, introduce new concepts and drive forward both the plot and character development. It doesn't always happen but Kwamis are a good idea. Some people who write AU's think that Kwamis are redundant, but I have to disagree.

Origins and nature

Where do Kwamis come from? What are they? It's never explained. Oh wait, it was explained in a comic people can accidentally find. You decide to explain the origins and nature of magical beings who are one of the key elements in your magic system and worldbuilding IN A SIDE COMIC, which has zero effect on your main story. Sounds legit.

Here it is.

So, Kwamis are abstract creatures. They can become tangible and interact with the world because of the miraculous jewels. Essentially, each Miraculous acts as an anchor to the material world for Kwami. They existed since the beginning of time and were invisible observers of the universe. Until they settled on Earth and observed how humanity came to be. This is where things get interesting.

Kwamis are the embodiment of abstract concepts. But, some abstract concepts were created by people (like everything mentioned in the comic: beauty, math, love, etc).

Kwamis wanted to help humans. And then, a human, who couldn't see, hear or touch a Kwami creates miraculous jewels. And now these beings can interact with the world, use their powers and grant them to humans. Yet, they are completely under control of their holder. I'll discuss it later, but why did Kwamis accept this deal? They are practically enslaved. At the same time they care about people and generally love humanity.

According to the wiki Kwamis grant powers because of "the privilege of having the ability to be perceived by mortals". What? Did I read that right? Kwamis agreed to be enslaved and used as a power source, because they wanted to interact with material world. That's it, guys, end of the story.

We also know these things about nature and abilities of Kwamis from the show:

1) need food, but only to provide the power for the holder;

2) can't phase through precious metals (Chloe's bracelet in "Rogercop"), their own miraculous and humans;

3) they can control if they phase through things or not – meaning that if they want to, they can (this way Tikki can stay in Marinette’s purse without much trouble and Plagg sleeps on Adrien’s pillow);

4) they can perform magic without a holder but they don’t control it very well, there are certain types of things that they can’t do without a holder;

5) they are immortal but can get sick for some reason, a non-magical reason mind you;

6) technology can't detect them in any way, you can't film, photograph or record their voices (writers establish this many times, but promptly forget all about their own rules in "Optigami", where Marinette talks with Kwamis over the phone without any problems).

If I missed something important, then let me know.

Look, the questions related to origins and motivations of Kwamis might not be very prominent in your story right now, but you must answer them in case you might need to involve these facts in the plot down the line. It's important to avoid contradictions in the serialised story with liquid plot, that can't be set in stone. It's a made up world for the sake of everything sacred! You can make up explanations and rules, of course as long as they don't contradict common sense.

Plausible ideas for origins and nature of Kwamis:

1) Kwamis are immortal spirits, whom humans accidentally summoned and bound with spells to Miraculous stones. They remember their existence before this. This version doesn't really explain their desire to serve people and love for humanity, however. It would be more logical for Kwamis to resent people for enslaving them. It doesn't explain how humans could create those spells and Miraculous stones either.

2) Kwamis are physical manifestations of abstract concepts who existed simply as fragments of matter for a very long time without sentience, until they were accidentally summoned through the Miraculous stones and bound by humans to serve them. Kwamis do not remember their existence before Miraculous. In this version Kwamis serve humans and love them because they have never known a different kind of existence. Unfortunately, it doesn't provide any explanation on the creation of Miraculous and spells.

3) Kwamis are gods, who created the universe with all its elements and concepts including humanity (similar to Valar and Maiar in Tolkien's Legendarium). They wanted to help their creations but discovered that their power was too wild and unpredictable for that. So, Kwamis decided to give up their free will and magical independence to help humanity. Together they created Miraculous stones for humans to use and sealed themselves inside. Kwamis as gods were abstract concepts, who didn't have a body. The act of sealing their power in the Miraculous gave them an opportunity to interact with outside world (an anchor) and each Kwami chose an small animal form (because humans easily formed bonds with animals, had animal companions (pets), small animals look non-threatening and familiar). Kwamis intentionally choose certain animal forms to suit the human symbolism. Humans later used magic that Kwamis discovered for them to place spells upon small gods (spells related to identity protection and so on). This version answers most questions, but if Kwamis are gods then powers they grant to people seem to be rather small.

Feel free to add more. I would be interested to hear your ideas.

Identity Protection

In "Origins" we learn that Wayzz can sense the aura of Butterfly Miraculous, a negative aura of activated Butterfly Miraculous, to be more precise. And yet, Tikki and Plagg are genuinely surprised to discover the identities of their holders in "Dark Owl". There are several things wrong with that.

Can Kwamis sense each other's presence? They shouldn't be able to do this to protect the identities of their holders. On the other hand, they are ancient spirits. So, their inability to sense each other seems weird. Unless it's the same situation as with the spell that does not allow them to speak the name of their holder aloud.

But if they can sense each other like Wayzz did, then it means that Plagg and Nooroo were living in the same house for over a year and nothing happened. I mean, Plagg could have just come upstairs, take off the brooch from Gabriel, while he is asleep and return it back to Fu.

This question lies right here, on the surface. And that's only one massive and very obvious plothole. How to fix it? Establish that Kwami can't sense each other for identity protection. In "Origins" Fu meditates on his balcony and Wayzz sees a charged Akuma flying by. That's how they discover that Butterfly is in Paris and the Miraculous is in the wrong hands. Perhaps, Gabriel akumatizes someone for the first time to survey the surroundings and general public is not aware of this. This works better in the narrative, giving Fu time to select holders for Ladybug and Black Cat. It also establishes whether Hawkmoth can remove the Akuma from someone without Ladybug and discharge it. Maybe it depends on the circumstances (sometimes he can, but if this person was akumatized many times or their emotions are too strong and their mind doesn't want to let Akuma go then Hawkmoth can't pull the butterfly out with his magic). This scenario allows for Volpina to happen on "Heroes' Day". Silly recurring Akumas like Gigantitan and Mr. Pigeon could still happen. In this case Gabriel didn't want to akumatize the guy more than 70 times on purpose. It just keeps happening against his better judgement because evil butterflies are automatically attracted to Mr. Ramier. This way repeated attacks of Mr. Pigeon annoy Hawkmoth just as much as they do the heroic duo of Paris (I did not sign up for this Nathalie!).

Let's come back to the spell mentioned earlier for a moment. Kwamis can't say the name of their current holder out loud, but apparently, they can exploit a loophole in the spell by confirming the identity of their holder in another way. The spell doesn't work with other holders. Kwami can say the names of other holders if they know their identity. That being said, can the holder order the Kwami to tell them the identities of other heroes if they know them?

Kwamis know how each Miraculous looks with or without camouflage. Can the holder order the Kwami to tell them how each Miraculous looks in disguise (I liked that Grimoire doesn't have pictures of camouflage for identity protection)? Guardians can recognise Miraculous in any mode (Su Han). Did Fu teach Marinette this? Does she know how each Miraculous looks like unactivated?

Oh! Since we are discussing camouflage, let's take a moment to appreciate the Mother Of All Plotholes. Plagg didn't recognise Peacock because of the plot.

Relationship with Holder

I absolutely loved the idea that Kwamis must obey their holder introduced in "Sandboy". This concept opens tons of plot opportunities. It's such a great idea that makes sense, has potential, can create conflict. Why, oh, why didn't writers develop it more?

Like, it was so good. It can be a great push for character development. This concept resolves so many existing inconsistencies within the plot. It's mind-blowing.

Why can't Nooroo simply leave Gabriel, so that he wouldn't be able to transform? Because Gabriel bound him with Miraculous to always stay near.

In "Sandboy" Tikki asks Marinette's permission before going to the meeting. Plagg lies to Adrien instead. This implies that usually Plagg's holders weren't kind to him or feared his power (Su Han's remark in "Furious Fu"). Perhaps, his holders were taught to keep the Kwami of destruction under constant control. So, Plagg in turn has learned not to ask, because if he doesn't ask permission then his holder can't deny him freedom with magic.

Can Kwami lie to their holder? Maybe they can't lie to their holder about their nature, origins and powers and other Miraculous (but Kwamis can't reveal the location of Miracle Box, Guardian's identity and can't confirm identities of other holders known to them in any way). Kwami would be forced to speak even if they don't want to. That's why Nooroo told Gabriel everything about the abilities of the Butterfly Miraculous and the wish secret of Ladybug and Black Cat.

But Kwamis can lie to their holder according to Plagg in "Sandboy". If Kwamis can lie about everything (including powers) then Nooroo didn't have any reason to be honest with Gabriel way back in "Origins".

Speaking of Gabriel and Nooroo. Can Kwamis harm their holder? Maybe doing so would harm the Kwami as well. Can they do it only when the holder is not wearing the Miraculous? Can Kwami take their Miraculous from their holder? Will they disappear if they try to do so? It seems like Kwami disappears only when the holder takes off the Miraculous with the intention of renouncing power, the words "I renounce you" are not necessary.

Other Kwamis can take the Miraculous from people if it's not their own (Wayzz in "Feast"). But what if it wasn't possible. Imagine what could happen if it's not possible to take the Miraculous by force from the transformed or untransformed hero. Just like Lady WiFi couldn't remove Ladybug's mask. A person has to willingly give up the Miraculous. Only in this case, it's possible to take it. For example, somewhere around the middle of season 3 Hawkmoth could have trapped Ladybug and Chat Noir and cut off any escape routes. His Akuma tries to take both Miraculous, but they don't budge. Then afterwards, every Akuma tries to manipulate the heroes using hostages, illusions or mind control. It's hard to say whether this version will be better than canon, but it's a fascinating theory.

You can use the idea of obedience to create more situations contrasting the relationship of Plagg and Adrien, Gabriel and Nooroo. I liked how canon created a storyline about Plagg learning to control his powers without a holder and Adrien helping him. However, why would you stop here? Give us some flashbacks about Plagg's previous holders, tell us what kind of people they were. Expand the lore and add some character development for Plagg and Adrien. The same thing goes for Marinette. What kind of battles did they have in the past? What kind of people past holders were? Did Ladybug and Black Cat heroes always get along well? Were they allies or enemies? Were they always lovers?

Give us more information about Butterfly and Peacock holders. Perhaps Nooroo has dreams about his past holders who were good people. Show us what kind of things a Butterfly holder with good intentions can do. Tell us more about Duusu and her past holders, sprinkle in a few bits of info about Emilie and Duusu's relationship, just a few vague hints to preserve the mystery. You have a lot of screentime each season and instead of doing filler episodes dedicated to love drama, you can use them for developing minor characters, relationships between them and lore.

#miraculous ladybug #ml #miraculous analysis #miraculous meta #ml meta #ml analysis #miraculous transformations #miraculous critical #miraculous ladybug critical #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #kwami #miraculous kwamis #miraculous holders

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imthepunchlord · 2 years

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Who would be chosen as Ladybug and Chat Noir in the Tri Life AU given that Marinette isn’t even there yet, taking out her interaction with Fu on the street, and Adrien would be allowed to go to school normally from the get-go, taking out his interaction with Fu on the steps (not to mention that being as emotionally content and one-note as he is in this universe, there’s even less qualities for Fu to latch onto as reason to give him one of the two most important Miraculous, where at least in canon there’s that whole outlet idea which while still weak logic is at least SOMETHING)? It’d be kinda funny and fittingly ironic if Luka was the Ladybug and Juleka was the Cat given that neither even register to Alya or Lila (with Luka not even attending their school and making the Earrings all the safer) who’re trying to discover who the heroes are for their own reasons. Bonus, it would help the Couffaine twins grow in areas where they need to (Luka with getting more actively involved in the scenarios directly around him and more proactive in his decision-making, Juleka with being bolder in her presence where it suits her and not so afraid to make certain things crumble in order for a better outcome) while still having each other and the other kwami to lean on (since Tikki isn’t always right and neither is Plagg, so having them bounce off of each other in the same location and in real-time would give much better rounded advice for things) given that there’s no way that they’d want or be able to hide their identities from each other on that boat (and given the stress that it’s put on canon!Marinette I’m kinda over the whole “Secret Identity Even from Close Loved Ones Who Can Help You” idea, especially since it didn’t amount to much besides a whole lot of unnecessary grief given that canon!Alya was made her confidant in the end anyway), which also removes the issues of Juleka being too skittish to try to be a hero without any family support and Luka having to pile on a new responsibility alone without any regard for his own feelings or schedule. There is the point of the two most powerful Miraculous being in the same location, but the writers don’t seem to have a problem with that given that Adrien and Marinette are often pushed to be in the same location even outside of school for the LS, not to mention Fu and eventually Marinette, both of whom have Miraculous of their own at the time, having the Miracle Box in their homes, so I’m hand-waving that. Plus, it’s kinda annoying to me the whole idea that the Cat and the Ladybug are apparently always a romantic couple; even strictly platonic pairings worry me now given that the show has proven that they don’t know how to do that, so where are the familial pairings?? Parents and children, siblings and siblings, even extended family match-ups?? Like, you’re telling me throughout all of history through different cultures and belief systems, that the two Miraculous centered around the idea of balance were NEVER used to strengthen familial bonds or kept as family heirlooms or wielded as protective talismans from outside threats to the family?? Come ON, ML crew, y’all KNOW that doesn’t make a LICK of sense 🙄 Anyway, apologies for rambling in your askbox lol, I’d love to hear your answer for the Tri Life AU even if I’m totally off the mark with my guess and you have other characters in mind 👍

I don't know.

This isn't an au I plan to write for, so whoever is LB and Cat doesn't matter. At most, I rolled out Adrien as a for sure as he can do Marinette’s test location wise but it's not a must.

Currently I have no interest in Couffaine siblings as LB and Cat, have at it yourself if you really want to see it.

#ask Punchie #it's one of those things where it's a random what if ask #and then the asks keep coming #I wouldn't mind exploring an arrival swap of Marinette arriving later #but it's not a high priority idea rn

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“you know you’re singing to your headphones out loud, right” au for moshang plz sqh singing modern songs that mbj doesn't know and being hella confused 🥺

Featuring karaoke-loving Shang Qinghua who gets a bit too drunk at a Cang Qiong mountain gathering, and he goes all out.

Or when Mobei Jun wonders why Shang Qinghua is singing about another man called Liang Shan Bo.

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Sometimes, he thinks about his old life before he ever had the misfortune of landing in a world of his own creation, with an annoying gaming AI system of sorts hounding his every move (in the beginning) or turning up at the most inopportune times just when he thinks it’s finally gone and left him alone (more recently).

Shang Qinghua remembers not having many friends when he was still Shang Qinghua, when ‘向天打飞机 Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky’ was still merely his writing Weibo account moniker and when he had millions of people looking up to him for his crucial contributions in writing this amazing story about his son Luo Binghe and the way he overcame all odds to become a success with a harem of gorgeous women at his feet (damn you, Peerless Cucumber bro!).

Back in those days, he lived off cup noodles and instant coffee. If he didn’t have to leave the house, Shang Qinghua would simply curl up in front of his laptop, either writing for his novel or watching shows (clears his throat) - actual shows! Chinese period dramas were his favourite, where a skilled and intelligent consort in the harem would outwit all the other women to be with her one true love, the Emperor, who falls irrevocably in love with her.

And when he got bored, he switched from the laptop to his television to engage in his second most favourite hobby - Chinese karaoke. Going out to a karaoke bar would require some level of socializing, and also a few friends so he gets more bang out of his buck from what he pays for the room, but at home?

With advanced technology and a tiny ass microphone in either shining gold or silver, Shang Qinghua’s home entertainment system was his very own personal karaoke room, His tiny mic even had that echo-y effect on.

Shang Qinghua has a thing for classic Chinese songs - ‘The New Butterfly Dream’, ‘Liang Shan Bo and Juliet’, The Moon Represents My Heart‘ - and contemporary karaoke must-haves, like Wang Fei. For an embarrassing few days, the Chinese version of Baby Shark was a veritable earworm as well.

After transmigrating into his own story set in ancient times, where he lives without technology, Shang Qinghua would be lying if he said he didn’t miss the Internet. Laptops would be incredibly handy, and so would switches for lights, definitely indoor plumbing for toilets, and induction stoves. Phones too, that would be nice, rather than having to ‘send word’ with letters.

Of course, there is no karaoke bar or machine for him.

Not all is bad though. At least he transmigrated to Shang Qinghua in this world as a baby, so it’s not as if he was surviving on Internet and technology one day and left to do everything manually the next day since someone was always taking care of him. Peerless Cucumber bro, of course, wasn’t as lucky, but the man has definitely taken to this world (and his son!!) like a fish to water.

And as for himself, Shang Qinghua does not need to envy Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe either, because somehow, he has gotten the man of his dreams too, even if said man was a little cruel and rude to him in the beginning.

He has the love of his life (coughs coughs) and they’re stuck in this world for the rest of his life. What more is there to want? Not to mention how his cup of instant noodles betrayed him at the last moment, resulting in his death! It is slightly safer, ironically, to be in this world instead.

All is good except... well...

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Shen Qingqiu marvels at the sight before him, torn between wanting to step in to stop Shang Qinghua, or watch this farce unfold.

He sometimes forgets where he, or where Shang Qinghua, who has been in this world longer than he, came from. They don’t always talk about the past when they meet, and aside from the occasional meetups, Shen Yuan is a part of him that doesn’t surface, not when he is with Luo Binghe.

Shang Qinghua, on the other hand, grew up here, and aside from referring to Shen Qingqiu by his Weibo account name, he seems otherwise well-adjusted, no hint of modern online writer Shang Qinghua in sight. It doesn’t feel as if he misses their original world either.

This evening, however, memories of modern times slap him in the face, quite literally.

“Shizun!” Luo Binghe calls, frantic, tugging him back into his embrace out of Shang Qinghua’s way. Once Shen Qingqiu is safe in his arms, his eyes narrow at the bumbling, drunk idiot causing a scene in the dinner hall, “Shang Qinghua...”

Shang Qinghua stops where he is, and then before any one can stop him, he picks up a pair of chopsticks, brings it to his mouth, and begins bellowing his way through-

-Jay Chou’s Hair Like Snow.

“Shizun, are you alright?” Luo Binghe fusses, his hands coming up to cup Shen Qingqiu’s face when his Shizun doesn’t so much as respond to him. “Were you hurt? Did he hurt you? How’re you feeling? We’ll go back home now-”

“What is he singing?” Qi Qingqi frowns in disgust.

They all wince when Shang Qinghua attempts to hit a high note, but fails miserably.

Fuck me, Shen Qingqiu thinks, his eyes impossibly wide, who knew Airplane bro was such a karaoke fanatic?

“... maybe he is possessed by a malevolent spirit? Or perhaps this is an unidentified curse?” asks Ming Fan.

“Or is this some new form of cultivation?” asks Ning Yingying, curious.

Yue Qingyuan, seated at the front of the dining hall, cannot help but be concerned for him as well. “Shall we call Mu-shidi to take a look at him-”

They’ve gathered for their annual meeting - a condition that Yue Qingyuan has set in place a few years ago after Luo Binghe ‘stole’ (married!) him away from Cang Qiong Peak - and although Shang Qinghua said he didn’t mind that Mobei Jun was unable to accompany him today, he spent most of the dinner drinking alcohol while in a melancholic state instead.

Who knew that Shang Qinghua was a singing drunk?!

Hence their current predicament.

At the Sect Master’s words, Shang Qinghua suddenly turns around and looks at Shen Qingqiu. HIccuping twice, he then beams, “Cucumber-”

Shen Qingqiu has never moved that fast in his life. Within a fraction of a second, he has his hand pressed over Shang Qinghua’s mouth, holding onto him from the back.

“Cucumber?” everyone choruses in confusion.

“I believe your Shang-shishu has had a little too much to drink,” Shen Qingqiu clears his throat, nodding at everyone else. “We should... send him back to Mobei. Isn’t that right, Binghe?”

His disciple, his husband, still has on an affronted, murderous look for how Shang Qinghua almost brained Shen Qingqiu with his flailing arms in his drunken fit. The moment Shen Qingqiu asks, however, his expression morphs into something so soft and full of love that everyone who sees it chokes.

“Of course,” Luo Binghe smiles, devotion apparent in his eyes. “Anything Shizun wants.”

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The words that are tumbling out of Shang Qinghua’s mouth are entirely incomprehensible, and so are the tunes he’s humming into his ear.

Mobei Jun thought he had gotten used to Shang Qinghua’s eccentric mannerisms, and also thought he knew everything about his husband, so many years later. Shang Qinghua is mumbling Chinese alright, but none of the characters put together make any sense.

Who is Liang Shan Bo? And who the hell is Juliet?!

His mood taking a turn for the worse, Mobei Jun hoists Shang Qinghua up further on his back.

After getting so drunk, the idiot had the gall to demand for a piggy-back from the throne room to their bedroom. Mobei Jun has never once suffered such indignity in his years of living. A bridal carry? Of course, anytime. A piggy-back? As if he was some beast to be tamed?

Well this definitely has to be a first.

While he was stewing in his thoughts, Shang Qinghua switches from that song to another one, and a stream of ‘du du du lu du lu’ emerges from his lips... AND something about... a sha yu? What the hell is that?!

Shang Qinghua lazily lifts his right hand as they approach their room, balls it into a fist and puts it to his mouth, as if he’s holding something, and whatever monstrosity Shang Qinghua is singing, his voice gets even louder.

Mobei Jun tosses Shang Qinghua off his back unceremoniously and onto the soft bed. Interrupted, Shang Qinghua blinks, his vision blurry, and is about to catch his breath and start singing again when his husband climbs in after him. Trapping Shang Qinghua with his entire weight, Mobei Jun seals his lips with a kiss.

“... My king...” Shang Qinghua murmurs in a daze, when Mobei Jun pulls back a few minutes later, his breaths coming out as short, harsh pants. “My king...”

“That’s right,” he says with a glower. “I’m your Da Wang, your husband.”

Mobei Jun doesn’t know who Liang Shan Bo is, but he’s going to make sure no other man’s name ever leaves Shang Qinghua’s lips again when they’re together.

And when his husband finally sobers up, he’s going to have a lot to answer for.

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Songs Mentioned (YouTube Links in Comments):

The New Butterfly Dream 新鸳鸯蝴蝶梦－ A Chinese classic, sung by Huang An but done beautifully by legendary god of singing Fei Yu Qing and singing partner for the song A Yun Ga

Liang Shan Bo and Juliet 梁山伯与朱丽叶－ A Taiwanese contemporary classic of sorts by Genie Zhuo, most Chinese millennials would definitely have sang this at a karaoke once in their lives - Song is inspired by Liang Shan Bo and Zhu Ying Tai, the Chinese version of Romeo and Juliet to some extent - They both die in the end and become butterflies, so they’re also called the Butterfly Lovers.

The Moon Represents My Heart 月亮代表我的心－ ANOTHER CLASSIC CLASSIC!!!

Baby Shark (Chi. Ver) － ˆThe baby shark hype did move to China, and it’s pretty hilarious LMAO and in Chinese, shark is 鲨鱼 (sha yu) but I’m assuming that in this world, there isn’t a shark kind of animal of sorts? So Mobei Jun and everyone else except SQQ wouldn’t know what a shark is or looks like?!

Hair Like Snow 发如雪－ By Jay Chou, another classic that all Chinese millennials would have sang in a karaoke bar

Wang Fei 王妃－ Jam Hsiao’s version is known best, and it’s pretty epic, not that anyone can reach any of the high notes in the chorus, but does that stop us from trying?!! Hell no!!!

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Notes: My first Moshang?!! That didn’t really have a lot of Moshang time?! But thanks anon, hope this sort of works?!

#svsss #scumbag villain #穿书自救指南 #渣反派自救系统 #scumbag system #moshang #bingqiu #mobei jun #shang qinghua #shen qingqiu #luo binghe #everyone else is somewhere there except my bb lqg #and anw karaoke sqh!!!!

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