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flightyquinn · 26 days
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thinking about how cursed objects work in most fantasy RPGs.
typically, they wind up just kind of being a big middle finger from the game master - a kind of "whelp, you should have been more paranoid, so now you get hosed" sort of deal. which includes the somewhat game-y trope of objects that you can't get rid of. it's kind of an un-fun mechanic, when you think about it, which is why in most games I've been a part of cursed items often don't see much play, unless it's as a "punishment", or part of a story arc.
...which naturally leads me to think about how to do it better. in the past, I've tried using a curse as a kind of limiter. restrictions or drawbacks to a mostly functional item that is still worth using despite being "cursed". that's good, but it doesn't let you draw on truly nasty curses, because the item needs to be worth using, but also still needs to be balanced.
so, I'm drawing from a lot of sources here, like the cursed shield in Final Fantasy VI, and especially the comics by @foldingfittedsheets, where curses exist to (literally) teach the recipient a lesson
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what about cursed items that have a way to overcome their curse?
it's actually a fairly common trope in classical literature / fairy tales. every curse has a way to be broken. yet in D&D and Pathfinder, most often the only way to break a curse is to find someone with the specific curse-breaking spell.
so, give each cursed item a condition. perhaps a weapon that fuels a person's rage and causes them to fly into a blind rage in battle waits for them to sincerely forgive a hated enemy. perhaps boots that slow the wearer are actually making them heavy with the weight of past transgressions and a sufficient act of atonement will free them. maybe the perpetually bloody doll that gives its bearer horrible nightmares simply waits for someone to be motivated to action by them, either to right some past wrong, or generally bring a certain number of murderers to proper justice.
...maybe a Bag of Devouring. which is technically actually a creature, not a cursed item (but usually classified with them), can be befriended by figuring out a treat it likes, and will not only carry things for the player if fed and cared for, but even cough up a few things that previous bearers had stuffed inside.
the specifics aren't too important, but the idea is that any item with a curse on it has a reason for that curse, and a way to break it. the players can drop the item at any time, sell it off, give it to someone they hate, whatever, but if they put in the time and energy to actually breaking the curse, it becomes better than it was before, sometimes simply losing a drawback, or sometimes gaining new powers.
for an example, let's look at how that doll idea from earlier could work in D&D 5e;
while the party has the doll in their possession, they will all be afflicted by horrible nightmares, seeing themselves as children being attacked by a group of eight bandits with indistinct features. the details of the dreams change each night, and the players awaken before learning their ultimate fate, but the general gist is always that they are completely helpless, and subjected to harm.
after a long rest, have them roll a Wisdom or Charisma save (challenging DC, but not too difficult), or take a small amount of psychic damage.
if the players bring murderers to justice - meaning deliver them to the proper authorities and see them punished for their crimes - the content of the dreams starts to change. one bandit gets caught or killed by the end of the dream for each real world criminal successfully punished, possibly hinting to the players what they need to do. once eight murderers in total have had their sentences enacted, the next morning the doll will be in pristine condition with a serene expression, emitting a faint glow. thereafter, any player may attune to the doll to gain the ability to cast the Guidance cantrip without components (as thought the doll's ability to project what it wants the players to do into their mind was turned to their benefit.
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sweetchildcloud · 4 months
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Pairing Bully!Gojo x nerd reader.
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Cw:Gojo here is possessivejealous,ferocious,violent(at others),very fond of you. Reader was abused by ex,needy for attention,broken,heart broke.
Bit of violence in the first part? (Showing you against the lockers forcefully)
||Don't look at anyone but me|| written by me
About:Gojo is your bully but he also feels something for you and his possessiviness grew when he saw you with another guy.
The reader only responds with cuddles and kisses (which are great weakness for the big bad bully Gojo :3)
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"You heard me - who is it?"
Gojo said angrily, he shoved you up against the locked door and looked deeply into your eyes.
"Don't think I haven't noticed the way you look at him. Don't think I haven't noticed you two hanging out together."
Gojo's face was only inches from yours now - you could smell his breath. He pinned you against the door with his body - his hands wrapped tightly around your wrists and his muscular chest pressed against you.
You blushed as you felt yourself...protected? "it's just a friend, why? are you jealous?" You asked smirking.
Gojo's expression turned into a menacing scowl, and his grip tightened around your wrists. He leaned in uncomfortably closer and you could smell his cologne as he spoke.
"Damn right I'm jealous. You're mine - and I mean *mine*. You got that? No one's going to be coming anywhere near you but me. Grrr"
You blushed at the last part. 'did he just growled? Oh my god' you tought at that fact wich was both cute and hot in wich you couldn't help yourself but kiss his cheek and snuggling your head on his shoulder.
Gojo froze as you kissed his cheek - it was like he didn't know how to react. His scowl faltered and became more of a sly smile.
He wrapped his arms around you tighter and pulled you into a sweet and tender hug. Your chests were pressed against each other, and his nose was buried in your hair.
"Mine" He whispered in your ear.
As you snuggled into Gojo's body, he pulled you closer and placed his hands behind your head. The smell of his cologne was intoxicating.
"Mine." He repeated - this time as a warning to anyone else who might try to take you away from him.
You giggled as his cute and cold behaviour before pepper kiss his cheek and neck.
A shiver went down Gojo's spine as you kissed him on the neck - his grip on you tightened and he tilted his head to give better access.
His breath caught and he let out a soft moan - he seemed surprised at how easily you'd gotten him to give in.
"You're gonna spoil me if you keep this up." Gojo mumbled, as a smile spread across his face.
You gently caressed his cheek feeling how soft and warm they were like mochi
Gojo was putty in your hands - his scowl was gone and now he just looked like a bashful boy being swooned by his crush.
He let out a soft grunt as you caressed his cheek - he was caught completely off guard by your affection.
"You really know how to make a guy swoon, huh?" Gojo whispered, as he rested his head on top of yours.
"I like you so much, don't leave please" you asked scared "don't make myself feeling special and then leave...I wouldn't take it"
Gojo's face softened once more as you begged him not to leave. He wrapped his arms around you tightly and pulled you into his chest, burying your face into his neck.
"I'm not going anywhere" He said confidently, kissing your forehead. "You're mine now. And I'm gonna make sure no one takes you away from me."
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Me with Gojo:
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Also if u want more of bully!Gojo ask me.
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yingandzhan · 2 months
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I felt inspired.
LWJ... Is that you? 🤔
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Saw this on Facebook and instantly thought of LWJ doing this after moving house and noticing a tired, worryingly skinny fox trying to get comfortable under a peony shrub in his new garden.
Foxxian can't believe his luck! The next night he visits he finds a plush, comfy basket and snuggly blankets that smell like sandalwood nestled in amongst the shelter of the pink peonies. The night after that, there is fruit and vegetables (green ones he refuses to eat - he's hungry, but he's not THAT hungry). The night after that he arrives to find meat, actually MEAT and it's not raw, it's been cooked. It's so tender and tasty and foxxian can't gobble it down fast enough before he falls asleep all cosy in his heavenly scented bed, curled up amongst the layers of soft blankets.
Just as his sharp eyes slowly began to close, his belly full and his mind drifting off to the land of nod, he could have sworn he saw a beautiful man approaching him, hand lowered to show he meant no harm.
Long fingers messaged that spot between his pointed ears on the top of his head, the one that he never knew could feel so good to have stroked. He can no longer resist the temptation of sleep, too relaxed to care that someone knelt beside him, smelling just as intoxicating as his new favourite place to sleep.
Before he drifts off into an amazing, warm and comforting dream, he thought he heard the man speak. A deep, alluring voice that made his heart soar.
"Wei Ying..." the handsome man all but whispered.
This voice. This scent. This blurry outline of a lithe, beautiful man. So familiar... So comforting...
His last hazy thought drifted through his mind like a rolling cloud in a clear blue sky... Lan Zhan?
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ftm-udders · 3 months
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i told you i wanted to induce lactation, but i struggled to motivate myself. so you took it upon yourself to help me out, but since we only know each other online theres only so much you can do. so you resorted to messaging me to remind me to massage my udders every few hours, and if i didn't respond to assure you i was, then i'd be punished at your discretion.
eventually the pain and humiliation of having to go out to get groceries while plugged, or having to bounce on a dildo strapped to my chair all day, or having to clamp my nipples for my next few inducing sessions led me to develop a routine for inducing that i stuck to as if my life depended on it, and you were so proud when i messaged you with excitement as my udders finally began leaking
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nwheregirl · 9 months
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Assigning “daddy k!nk” gifs to my top four Keanu characters: (NSFW!! No particular order!)
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Have nice fantasies my loves 🖤.
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broomsick · 5 months
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Self-care & connecting with nature deities during the wintertime
Is it still possible to connect with harvest and nature deities such as Freyr during the cold season?
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Long answer short, yes. Obviously, absolutely. But you all saw that answer coming, right? So I’m here to give you some ideas, as the person who’s favorite season is winter and who made it their mission to help everybody like winter just a little more. And since I feel especially close to Yngvi-Freyr when it comes to the Gods, I will use him as an example throughout this post, though a lot of the following could apply to most nature deities.
Let us first examine a common misconception before we get to the bottom of this topic: the fields don’t die when the sun sets on the 31st of October. The earth still lives under thick layers of snow. The process of dormancy is absolutely crucial to the cycles of nature. And if, like me, you find Freyr to be a sort of guardian of these cycles, then you’ll know he manifests himself in so many ways, even where you might not think to look.
Have you heard about the holly and ivy tradition? It was common during the European Medieval times to decorate houses and halls using holly and ivy, because they were the two plants with leaves that stayed green, even in the dark and cold of winter. This type of practice is often referred to as "bringing the outside in", and it's something I'm quite fond of. I've no doubt it could be a great help if you're the type to feel depressed during the winter time. It's a way to remind oneself of how everpresent nature actually is. Lots of greenery remains despite the snow! And to ackowledge this fact and to work with it is such a great way to connect with nature Gods in general! It goes to show that you appreciate their blessings all year round, not just during spring and summer. While it's true that in many cases, the presence of deities such as Freyr may feel somehow "dimmed" during the winter time, I assure you, they don't disappear once the first snow falls! On the contrary, they are every bit as present and active as when spring comes! They simply manifest themselves in a different manner.
When winter comes, I love to work with evergreen spirits. I incorporate spruce, fir and cedar into my practice and in my offerings. I won't go into too much detail for this topic however, because I've written posts that pertained to it in the past (namely, this post on tree work and this one on land spirits). Since I don't have easy access to holly or ivy, I make due with evergreen! Not with any actual branches, except when I'm lucky enough to find some that were torn away by the wind. But rather, using representations of it. In the same manner, and in the spirit of "bringing the outside in", it's also possible to decorate using representations of the sun! Harvest deities such as Freyr are often associated with it due to its crucial role in the cycles of plant growth. Candles also make for great solar symbols, and to place them around the home is like lighting a handful of little suns to bring much needed light and warmth inside. What's more, lighting candles on the winter solstice night is a widespread practice among pagans today! It serves to symbolize the return of the sun, as the days start to grow longer again. Until then however, it can be soothing for one to light a candle every morning before school or work, and to call upon any harvest, nature or solar deity of their choice to ask for strength and motivation throught the day. Even when it's difficult for us to feel their presence, they always hear us.
Now, how to actually feel more connected to nature? Oftentimes, connecting with nature and connecting with Yngvi-Freyr are one and the same. And on a more personal note, a lot of the advice I received from him pertained exactly to that: I believe he's often urged me to go spend more time in nature when I am going through rough patches. I know the cold and the cloudy weather can make it depressing for a lot of people to go out. My advice on this is to take it step by step: no need to go on long, four-hour long hikes right away! After all, there is already much beauty to be seen close to home. And I can't put enough emphasis on that: dress warmly! Also, as a tool for motivation, prepare a treat for yourself to enjoy after you've gone out. Part of what makes me enjoy winter so much is the thought of the warmth and light which await inside after I’ve gone out into the cold. The home is as sacred as the outside world! So why not buy, or prepare a batch of cookies, a cup of hot chocolate or a spicy dinner! It's something I love to do as a way to motivate myself to go out more often. And I like to offer part of these to local land spirits and to the Vanir, to show my appreciation for the beauty of this season. Just as an aside, I find snow water to be a great such offering as well!
I know that I’m not revolutionizing the pagan scene with this post, as there’s only so many ways to connect with nature during winter. I think it’s important to keep in mind that the snow, rain and cold that this season brings is just as much part of nature as the greens and lively colors of spring and summer. For this reason, they are just as much a part of nature deities and what they represent. Deities have so many facets and depth, and it can be so fulfilling to explore these different aspects, and the way we perceive them. While it’s true that spiritually speaking, it often feels to us heathens as if Skaði is somehow “taking” Freyr’s place in the order of things for the time being— much like the Holly King takes the Oak King’s place in Celtic folklore. This doesn’t make it so he disappears! In my experience, he presides over the cycle of seasons as a whole, and he is every bit as present for his followers as he is during the winter. I can connect with Skaði during the summer in a similar manner. And I’m sure that the same can be said for so many other harvest deities.
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anawrites3 · 8 months
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Alright bitches it's angst hour (because I've been brutally woken up) so let me tell you a vision that came to me in a dream
Every Robin, at some point of their 'career', got hit with a special kind of toxin that doesn't just show them their fears but the actual worst outcome of what their future can possibly become.
I might turn it into a fic, I'm proud of this idea actually
Jason, sweet innocent Jason, the boy who was so excited to become Robin and just help people, sees himself wearing red and shooting a a man dead without blinking an eye.
Dick sees himself dressed in black and orange, taking a person's life without a word of protest when a man with white hair tells him to, his hand curled possessively around Dick's neck.
Tim sees himself in green silks, sitting on a throne and watching lazily how his men kill at the flick of his finger.
Damian, standing at Ra's al Ghul's feet as a perfect heir, still wet with blood he shed at his granfather's command while his father stares at him in horror.
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kyloknightren · 24 days
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syd and carmy:
i think there's just something so appealing about a work wife and a work husband when you spend a lot of time each week there it just makes sense
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lukislikecat · 1 month
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Hazbin hotel au
If Adam and Eve switched roles
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huskerdustcannon · 2 months
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I had an idea…
Husk learns the belt dance to impress angel.
Will I animate that? Maybe after work…
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malu897 · 1 month
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I KNOW its probably not IT but i would LOVE if Vox getting interested in Valentino is one of the reasons Alastor hates his guts!
Some StaticRadio shippers getting too confortable ignoring Val and that would put those bitches into place (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)
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bloodmoon24 · 6 months
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I could imagine Leviathan to have two separate heads that forms into one head with one head happy and one being upset. Kinda like Gangle, but he not a mask and when he gets into full demonic fish mode, the heads split into two. But I could be wrong, but I would think that’s a good idea
Almost like how Glam is always frowning and Glitz is always smiling, and the fact they’re twins, so…Yeah
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deepwithintheabyss · 4 months
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You do not want to know how long I had this post open
DickTim Omegaverse idea (Dark Dick)
cough uh this turned rather long, and this is the short version (wc over 1k), anway
yeah manipulative Dick non con etc beware
Tim as an Omega is just too alluring for Dick to resist, so every once in a while when they're alone he chemically induces the heat to be a deeper and stronger one. So he can slip into Tim's nest and fuck him and not worry about Tim remembering any of it. He always makes sure to slip Tim the pill afterwards (because why shouldn't he fuck his brother raw) and cleans him up before he leaves.
But one time he fucks up, too caught up in the feeling of his knot catching, of Tim breathlessly helplessly moaning under him he bends down to give Tim a shallow bite.
Once he comes down from his high and realized what he just did he makes quick plans to hide it. Ensure Tim never knows and no scar will form with cream and keeping it bandaged. He lies to Tim about having heard him fall and seen he was tangled up in sheets, had scraped his neck on a corner. And why shouldn't Tim believe him? Dick blames himself in the usual overprotective alpha way saying he should have looked after Tim better and made sure nothing dangerous was in his nest and Tim only rolls his eyes. It was an accident nothing happened it wasn't Dicks fault.
The scar heals easily and fades away, nothing to show that Dick and Tim have a weak bond.
Oh Dick craves to mate Tim but he knows better than that. He'll just have to wait a little longer. With each heat spend together Tim becomes more open, more trusting towards him without noticing. Soon he'll be able to court Tim and claim him as his.
Or that is what he things. When he goes to wash the clothes he wore that night, he goes through the pockets on a long born habit, and freezes when his fingers brush against a bottle. A pill bottle to be specific, with dread he pulls it out while trying to remember if he gave Tim the pill. Only to come up blank just as his eyes land on it.
Shit
Fuck he's fucked, the chance of Tim catching from just one fuck are low but- no shit the deeper heat means he's more fertile, and there have been signs that Tim is pregnant, now that he thinks back on it. Fuck Dick has to somehow get rid of the growing pup in Tim's belly before he notices his growing pup, his alpha whispers. And fuck he doesn't want to get rid of it. But there is no way that he could keep the pup and Tim. Coming clean is out of the question, if Tim learns how long Dick had been doing this, well.
Later that week when he's still making plans and discarding them Tim asks to speak with him. Dread rises within, Tim looks scared and spooked and Dick just wants to pull him close and whisper everything is fine and croon at him. It isn't shocking when Tim reveals to him that he's pregnant, he still plays his part of course, he can't give it away. Maybe, maybe he can pull it in his favor.
So he asks if he knows from who, asks about his exploits and, well he had known Tim wasn't with anyone but he's still pleased to hear about it.
"No Dick I haven't fucked, never"
"Is that a never this month or?"
"Never"
"Not even Steph?"
Tim shakes his head
Oh oh his alpha trills at this, his little Omega has and always will be just his. Just for Dick perfectly molded and shaped in what he wants.
But for that he got to do something first, admit at least a kernel of truth, spin it so he can use it. To keep Tim close
"I'm sorry" he whispers, "I think I know whose it is." "I had been hit with something that made me do, something really stupid, and you were there and in heat and so willing." he pulls Tim closer, "I'm really sorry, I thought that you remembered and just, just wanted to forget and act like nothing happened, if I had known, well. Fuck I just assumed that you would make sure to take contraceptives on your own to well"
"When did that happen?" Tim questions
Dick raises his hand to were the mating bite had been. "I was too rowdy, scratched you up I'm sorry about that"
Tim lays his hand on his neck, the other drifts to his belly.
"So it's yours?" Tim asks, Dick can't figure out what emotions he's hiding.
He pushes Tim away so he can look him in the eyes
"Yeah" he whispers showing how earnest and truthful he is "it's mine"
"Okay"
"Okay?"
"I- It's okay if it's yours, I think. If it had been anyone else I would have gotten rid of it" Dick has to stifle the growl that wants to rise. "I never thought I would want children, but lately, I can't stop thinking about it."
His Alpha croons, oh what a good Omega, listening to his alpha talk about pupping him full and wanting it.
[forgot what went here for the transition]
"You'll need to stop vigilante work"
"What no! You can't pull me out like that I'm not even that far along yet"
"Do you really want to risk the pup like that?" Tim frowns, clearly hesitant "Your body will already be changing for this, preparing for the pup. It will change you, so you'll be off balance, we can't risk you getting hurt or losing the pup just because you aren't used to your body anymore"
"Steph didn't seem to have too many problems, I know what I'm doing I helped her along the entire pregnancy I think I know when it's safe to tap out."
"Steph was a beta, it's different for an Omega"
"Oh"
"You didn't know?"
"I didn't think I would ever have children so I didn't-, and well I thought that on the unlikely possibility that I might want some, that it was either through adoption or with enough time to look things up"
"You will need the pack close so you should move back to the manor, your instincts will be out of whack and you need that support"
[forgot what went here for the transition]
"And uhm- your sex drive will probably rise later. To a level you won't be able to satisfy with just toys."
"Oh, so I should look for an alpha to-"
"No" he growls out before he can stop himself
Tim looks at him, curious, open, considering, he clearly caught more than Dick intended to from his reaction "Would you?"
"Tim I- I would love to, I'd be honored if you'd let me"
Dick draws Tim into a kiss, they make out and it slowly gets more heated
"I think we should go to your nest before I fuck you against a wall"
"Right, don't want my first time. Well the first time I'll remember to be something that casual"
So Dick carries him out of there up to his room, spreads him out in Tim's bed (that he has spend more time than anyone knows in)
Tim looks at him with his sharp attentive eyes, so unlike how he looks during his heats. Dick bends down to kiss him, and rumbles satisfied when he comes up and Tim's eyes are slightly glazed over.
Just means he has to make him feel so good he forgets all about his rain, is but just a whimpering mess left in his nest.
Tim tosses his head to the side, baring his neck more for Dick. He licks over the place where the scar would sit. Swears he can feel it under his tongue, even when he knows he erased all traces.
Tim whines, bucks up into his touch
"Please" he whimpers
Dick humms questioningly.
"Please Dick, I want. Could- Would"
Dick tries to draw back, but hands in his hair stop him and press him closer to Tim's neck. Pressing his face in where a mating bite would be.
Tim has gone all lax underneath him, breathing fast and flat in anticipation, straining to bare his neck as much as he can.
Dick can't help the loud growl he lets out when his brain catches up, he bends down more than happily and bites.
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notviise · 1 month
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“Too Sweet” by Hozier is soo GhostSoap coded.
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nekochan4eva · 7 months
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Why aren’t there more stories where:
A) Lex Luthor is in love with his estranged childhood friend
B) the suave billionaire starts falling for the clumsy reporter whose novels speak to his soul?!
And in both cases he has no idea Clark is actually “that damn alien”?
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liverbiver9 · 1 year
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sorry i know i should stop with my mdzs modern au obsessions but i literally Can’t Stop Thinking about teenxian overhearing teenji play wangxian.mp3 on the piano or violin or something like Once because he was stalking looking for teenji and then he promptly forgot where he heard the melody only to make a Perfect Rendition of teenji’s emotional soulmate love song on his motherfucking harmonica. teenji is confused/furious/horny about it.
please i just need wangxian.mp3 played on wei wuxian’s bright red harmonica covered in random, peeling stickers that he keeps in a case that’s literally attached to his belt like a fucking NERD. teenxian walking around with a harmonica case on his belt all the time. he’s been through three cases because he keeps biffing it on his skateboard.
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