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#im so soft after this !!!!!!!
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main takeaway from certain fan reactions to the finale is this:
the final scene with ankarna was so meaningful to the bad kids' arcs and how they made peace with being wronged by people they loved, and if all you can focus on is that the rat grinders didn't get much screentime, then you don't love dimension20 and you don't love this world: you want to be playing your own hs themed dnd campaign and you're mad the oc versions of the rat grinders you made up in your head acted ooc. these are not your characters and this is not their story.
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mewtwo24 · 3 months
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Not to be That Guy but like.
Am I the only one that can't stop thinking about how Tianlang-Jun says about Luo Binghe that he pretends to be cold-hearted like his mother. The hint of fondness there, the heartache in that utterance.
Like it drives me absolutely insane. Imagining her putting on a front of strength, cold and driven and unrelenting. Why does TLJ say that about her. Did she secretly look for solutions that meant reconciling with demons instead of hurting them when her sect wasn't looking? (I wonder this because I feel like his weird fondness for SQQ would lowkey track if it's connected to the woman he once loved.) Did he mean that she was tasked with basically assassinating him and she fell in love with him instead (re: failed step one)? Did he mean that she was fond and doting in her own way (e.g. conceding he was attractive, paying for his exploits and humoring him)? Did he mean that, like LBH, she thought that power would be the thing to protect her--and that it was disguising a person who was deeply and privately wounded? All four????? I don't need sleep I need a n s w e r s
Did she know about the Huanhua Palace Master's skeevy ass intentions before she met TLJ? Or did those only come to significant light after she fell in love with TLJ? Is that why she never anticipated that level of betrayal, because initially she had no intention of being with anyone romantically? And HHPM just assumed she would be under his thumb forever?? Was she furious at her own indiscretion or did she try to use the pregnancy as a bargaining chip, a way to try to stop the immortals of Cang Qiong Mountain from attacking TLJ (plus the bonus of marriage entrapment no takesies backsies this is where LBH gets it from)? Did she try to use that claim on her to dissuade HHPM from his covetous advances, framing herself as tainted so that she could finally escape? Did she dream of a life by TLJ's side, far away from Cang Qiong Mountain?
Like. Literally every single permutation of what this could mean guts me to hell. Do you ever just cry about tianxi because I--[loud bawling noises]
#svsss#tianxi#tianlang jun#su xiyan#like this shit keeps me awake at night#i'm trying to put fic ideas together and every time i go back to that line i just#find myself trying to parse and hone out su xiyan's mannerisms/personality#zzl's descriptions help a great deal but i also love that they're limited in the sense that#1. zzl was clearly scared shitless of/disconcerted with her LMFAO#2. he was suspicious of her (as a cultivator fundamentally) and its fascinating that TLJ did not seem to share this suspicion at all#or one could argue tlj just didn't care beyond his attraction and glee being around her jkahglfdskjhsfkhjg#there is also the hilarious implication that part of what turned tlj on so much about sx is the fact that she could prbly kill him#tlj really said 'i love a woman who can and WILL kick my ass'#'none of that soft power seduction shit manhandle me or nothing'#like he always believed deep down--or at the very least wanted to believe--that she loved both him and lbh dearly#i'm not usually the fix-it fic type but the Way I Need To See Su Xiyan Destroy Huanhua Palace Master's Entire Life.#i just want sx and her boytoy to live happily ever after is that so wrong?#i also think of that person (im so sorry tumblr user i dont rmr who u are at the minute) that said there had to be trust between tlj and sx#because YES. ABSOLUTELY. I AGREE. AND I WANT IT FOR ME#don't mind me just the usual descent into madness anytime i think too hard about svsss#i need to outline damn you airplane and your refusal to expand on LBH's juicy ass backstory#ill never forgive the chinese (joke)
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min-xie · 2 months
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help i cant stop drawing fem neuvillette
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mintypsii · 9 months
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how are we feeling about the live action sanlu nation
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hythlodaes · 1 month
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and it all slows down
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alilaro · 6 months
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they look fucking DISGUSTING. i am in love with them
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monster-d0ll · 1 year
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okay , maybe it hasn’t popped in my dash , but no one is talking abt lagoona and drac having squished together in pipes , MULTIPLE TIMES
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moonilit · 10 months
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“Tell me about Kanver,”
Self-Immolation By @itsjustliah, chapter 14
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ldyinthewxll · 11 months
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open too: M!21+
plot: idk matt and y/m fucked last night and now matt is having trouble sitting properly(whether that be from a spanking or smth else is up to you), so no plot.
connection’s: boyfriend, fwb, one night stand, anything really just no incest.
who: matthew miller, late twenties, homosexual, bottom, switch, veterinarian
dont like my starter unless were mutual’s and you plan to reply.
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matt whinced as he sat down, shotting a glare at the man sitting across from him. “shut the fuck up.” the blonde spat. “you are the reason my ass hurts right now.”
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forlorn-crows · 11 months
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Dew returning from Tour and has some soft and loving reunation (is that even a word? Its a word now.) sex with Aether.
I don't know why but I'm almost crying over happines from this thought.
listen, this could be softer, it could. but its dewther. and they're desperately horny for each other. so it goes as softly as it can. but it's all love, i promise.
crow once again demonstrating she doesn't know what the definition of a ficlet is...1.4k lmao
The scent of shampoo, cinnamon, and relief curls around Aether's nostrils as he hugs Dew tight to his chest. The little ghoul melts into him, breathing him in just as deeply. Smushing his cheek into his chest.
"Missed you, firefly," Aether mumbles into his hair, voice a little watery.
"So much," Dew replies. “So fucking much, Aethe.” The admission is only loud enough for the quintessence ghoul to hear. As always. 
They pull away just far enough to look at each other, like really look at one another’s faces. There’s nothing different, of course. Simultaneously familiar and foreign. 
“Hi,” Dew whispers, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
“Hi,” Aether grins back. They reach for each other again at the same time, the fire ghoul extending his arms towards his neck while Aether scoops him up by the waist, lifting him off the ground. Dew gives him a chaste kiss before burying his face into his neck, clinging. He hides behind his curtain of hair, pressing his lips to the quintessence ghoul’s ear, daring to scrape a fang against it.
"Now get your dick inside of me before I tear off your pants in front of everyone,” he says, low and suggestive.
Aether huffs a laugh into his shoulder. "So, I shouldnt bend you over the stair railing and fuck you right here?"
Dews knees admittedly go a little weak at the suggestion. If it weren’t for Aether still holding him up, he’d surely have stumbled. “No. Don’t want any of them right now. Just want you.”
Aether hums against his skin. A playful growl bubbles up after that, right before he hikes Dew up, throwing him over his shoulder. 
“I’ll be taking this one, ghouls and ghoulettes,” he calls over his shoulder. He doesn’t need to see Dew’s face to know he’s trying his hardest to scowl at the resounding laughter from the rest of them. 
The pouting doesn’t stay long, not when Aether brings him to his room, pushing him against the door as soon as it’s closed and pulling him into a deep, open-mouthed kiss. Dew whines through his nose, desperately grabbing at the front of the quintessence ghoul’s shirt. Restraining himself from tearing it off with his claws. He can’t make his fingers work anyway, not with the way Aether threads his big hands through the hair at the nape of his neck, guiding his face however he wants as he licks into his mouth with a groan.
He’s not sure he’s ever been this hard in his infernal life. 
“Need you,” Aether says simply. “Need you so fucking badly, Dewdrop.” The use of his full name sends a shiver down his spine, threatening once again to make his knees drop out from underneath him.
He whimpers, needy. “You too—fucking hell, get your clothes off.” Aether pulls away from him like he’s been burnt, shucking his shirt off with one hand and fumbling his waistband down with the other. Dew follows suit, yanking off his sweatshirt and tshirt at the same time, toeing off his shoes and nearly tripping over himself. Somehow, they hobble towards the bed without injury, clothes flying into the corner without care. 
Aether bullies the fire ghoul onto the bed as soon as they’re both bare, pushing him down onto the sheets and engulfing him with his body. Dew groans with it, canting his hips upwards as their cocks slot together. 
“Oh fuck—oh fuck,” Dew pants, nearly shaking as his hands grope at Aether’s back, his shoulders. 
“Mmpf—can we—wait, can I just—” Aether pulls back, propping himself up on his hands, chest heaving. “Can I just—let me look at you for a second?” It’s pleading, said through a gasp. His eyes are searching his face, roaming every inch of Dew’s body. 
The fire ghoul grips his arms. “Aethe, you just—”
“Please?” Their eyes meet, so much unsaid crossing between them in a fraction of a second.
Dew softens. “Yeah,” he breathes. “Yeah that’s—okay.” He smooths his hands down Aether’s arms, stopping just under his elbows. He looks up at his mate, searching his expression. It’s almost pained—fang poking out as he bites his lip, brow furrowed, nose scrunching, eyes shining—but underneath it is disbelief, reverence. Love. 
“Fuck, Dew,” he sighs, a little bit of laughter bubbling up with it. “I can’t believe you’re here right now.”
The fire ghoul offers a small smile in return. “I’m here.” He rubs his thumbs back and forth across Aether’s skin, soothing. “Come down here?” The bigger ghoul obliges, slotting their bodies together once more. Dew sighs happily, tail thumping against the bed as he buries his face into Aether’s neck. 
The quintessence ghoul places kisses into Dew’s shoulder, really pressing his nose into his skin. He works his way down to his collarbone, teasing a little tongue and fang. Dew drops his head back down to the bed, groaning bodily. 
“Yes,” he breathes. He drops his hand into Aether’s hair, encouraging. He mouths at the hollow of his throat, nips along his sternum. “Fuck, Aether, yes.” The ghoul above him groans low before dragging his mouth over to a ringed nipple, sucking it into his mouth. 
Dew howls, a wrecked feminine sound that goes through the break in his voice. The hand in Aether’s hair tightens to a fist, ripping a groan from him too. But he keeps sucking, swirling the metal around his tongue, working the bud until it hardens in his mouth. 
“Satanas, you’re gonna kill me—please, Aethe—hn.” Dew’s cock kicks between them, no doubt already spurting precum onto his stomach. 
“Could spend all night doing this,” he admits before latching onto the other nipple. Sucking harder on purpose, abusing the sensitive flesh. 
“Please don’t,” Dew begs, twisting his other hand into the sheets. His cock kicks again, traitorously. 
“Won’t,” he mutters. “Can feel how hard you are.”  
“Want you,” the fire ghoul whines, bucking his hips into Aether. “Don’t make me wait.”
“No more waiting,” he agrees, running his hands down Dew’s torso. “Fuck, no more waiting,” he repeats, like he doesn’t believe himself. Dew guides his hand down between them, pulling his face back up with the other. Their lips seal together with a shared groan as Aether wraps his hand around them both, stroking from root to tip. 
“Fuck,” Dew nearly sobs. “Satanas, Aether—”
“Yeah,” he breathes. “So good, Dew, fuck you feel so good.” His knuckles brush against the pool of precum under the fire ghoul’s naval, making him groan. He coats his fingers, smearing it over them both and stroking again. 
Aether only gets in a few more strokes, a few more sloppy kisses before Dew’s pushing at him again with a whine. “Unholy shit, fuck me—please, need you inside me, s’ not enough.” The quintessence ghoul moves to press his fingers against Dew’s fluttering rim. Nearly ghosts them over the muscle before Dew’s gripping at his shoulder, claws digging into his skin.
“Don’t need it.”
“Dew—”
“Aether—”
“It’s gonna hurt if I don’t—”
“Aethe, for fucks sake.” He’s wild-eyed, desperate. Aether stares, fingers still hovering over his hole. Dew swallows. "You aren't gonna hurt me, Aethe.” He huffs out the tiniest laugh. “Please, I swear to Belial if you don’t get your dick inside of me—”
“Okay, okay.” He spreads Dew’s legs, settling more between them. He gives himself a stroke, long and luxurious, sighing. He indulges in a few pulls, smirking when he sees Dew ogling him with an open mouth. “You really want me that bad?”
“I’m gonna punch you.”
“Hm,” Aether hums, lining up the head to his—notably wet—hole. He groans. “Fuck, yeah, you want me bad, don’t you?” He grips Dew’s hip and dips inside before the other ghoul can get a chance to respond. It’s slick but it’s tight. “Oh Dew, that’s—” 
“Uh huh,” Dew gasps, shaking with it. “Fucking all the way, all the—”
Aether thrusts down to the hilt, both gasping. Dew’s eyes flutter shut, mouth dropping open as his little chest heaves with breathy moans. Aether holds onto his hips like they might drift apart if he doesn’t. 
And they sit there, unmoving, heavy exhalations and sounds of pleasure mingling in between each other. Aether sinks down slowly, melting back against his mate’s body, letting the smaller ghoul tuck himself into the space that feels designed just for him. He rests his forehead against Dew's, just reveling in the fact he's there, that they’re together again.
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evilsartcorner · 10 months
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arsenicflame · 1 year
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i want to see izzy suffer SO badly, i want to see him hurt, put that man through hell
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fuckingstupidbracket · 2 months
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like a regular bin, not even recycled or anything
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hellishgayliath · 5 months
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I MADE MY SON TODAY
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JUST DRAWING HIM ISN'T ENOUGH I NEED TO HOLD HIM PHYSICALLY IN MY ARMS AND TREASURE HIM EVEN MORE
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He fits in so well with the gang <3
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theswordwizard · 9 months
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I don't think matt being a priest is hot
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wikitpowers · 5 months
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this will always remain one of my favourite kit & ty moments :((
they are so cute stop :(( pls can we have a comeback to their favourite words in twp i need that so badly :((
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