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peachesancreams · 2 days
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Angelic Wives
Vox, Alastor, and Husk
There is a spoiler for helluva boss is Voxs part, just a heads up
Summary: just a stream of thought on their wives, who they are and how they’d act in life and heaven
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Vox
I see him running a TV program like a new up coming producer
he produced one of those musical/comedy jubilees, so people preformed or did comedy acts
meet his wife as she sang some cover of an older song, she had wanted to do her own original song but the studio vetoed it
he loved her voice and natural elegance, she thought his secretly pathetic nature was adorable
Old Hollywood IT couple vibes, but like any photos of them he’s blank or stoic looking
he just liked the contrast of his radiantly glowing wife to his darkness
she had no illusions about how terrible he was. She drank and smoked sure but she knew she had nothing on him morally
my headcanon is he got his head repeatedly smashed into a TV by someone he definitely stole the position from
I’ll say this once: She’s Only Heaven because of Him
Like she was a good person but if you’ve seen Helluva Boss you know you can like buy you’re way into heaven(donate it to good causes and the like)
Idk if they were a thing but i can see Vox taking out a life insurance policy on both him and his wife, either way when he passed she ended up loaded
didn’t want it, actually was SUPER depressed due to him passing so she kept enough to sustain herself but donated everything else
only went on TV on his death date, sang songs he loved or would’ve liked
did make only 1 album but it was very sad and it wasn’t popular when she was alive
was also murdered!! But in a mugging, her favorite pearl necklace got destroyed but she got to keep her ring(she wanted those damn pearls)
my first idea for her in heaven was to have a spotlight head akfbwjnxjdndkskd
honestly tho I think she’d be a Sand Cat, very rare but definitely not a house pet
people have mixed feelings about her being in heaven
it was cause she had a more ‘sexy starlet’ persona cause many people unconfirmed rumors
Now it’s mainly due to how she’s publicly admits to still loving her demon husband
knows they technically aren’t married “death do you part” and all, but she kept the ring dammit that’s her man
would be thrilled to know he had found a partner!!(partners of polyvees)
not the jealous type has a more “I can share as long as you have space for me in your heart” thought process
For Just Valentino
• “oh wow he found someone with the a similar moral compass! That is to say: none! Good for him.”
• think he’s very beautiful tbh
• “why are they both so damn tall…” jealous only of their height
For PolyVees
“I love the Evil Power Couple vibe….what? I can like it and know they are not good people! Logic people, come on.”
Craves velvettes designs, like heavens fashion has Christian Dior but she likes Velvettes fresh styles
would be curious about the relationship dynamics tbh like is her husband a hinge or what
Back to my HeadCannons!!
actually started her own jubilee program in heaven! Still takes a segment on Vs death day to sing him a song
It’s popular cause new souls who remember miss old MTV(I know I do) and older souls miss the performance aspect I bet
Heaven does have to check over what she’s putting on the program, it has to be clean and by heavens many rules after all
does a hosting segment on the weekends, she apparently got really popular after her death!!
People in heaven were gagged to see her being a TV host(Hell too if the Cherub commercial is anything to go by)
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Alastor
met when they were young adults at Mimzys club, it was a slow romance like spring thawing out winter
A slow realization but quick to accept their love for the other, got married so quick people actually started to gossip
that was a theme in their life together, being gossiped about but no one confronting them
he was a famous radio host after all! And she was his lovely housewife, even if she was a yankee
(he doesn’t remember her but they meet when they were younger but only she remembered, didn’t say much cause she knows it wasn’t a happy time for him)
loved to forage and garden, paired with his hunting they always ate very fresh food. (He misses it not that he’d actually say to anyone)
I can see him living outside of New Orleans, not in the bayou but close to the swamps
she didn’t know about his murder hunts, and as he became a cannibal after death she never ate a victim
so while he was shot in the head, my personal headcanon was that people thought the hunter was the mass murderer and a mob got to him before police
I will write about this somewhere else because I have A Lot of thoughts on police work back then, plus the forensics that aid in this
she was of course devastated, she barely ate and when the police told her what happened the first time she fainted
they had to repeat themselves 3 times till it registered that her husband was dead
so many assumed she offed herself, but she just fell asleep in the bath after a breakdown
having drowned and gone to heaven, she finally got to meet the other most important person to Alastor!!
Abigail is also a deer, and was thrilled to meet she lil Al’s lady! Always lowkey knew what kinda person her boy was so is not surprised he isn’t in heaven
his wife is Upset and Confused, he should be here? Why isn’t he in paradise!
I t’s not a-typical but Sera had a meeting with her and basically was like “listen you didn’t know this so you were safe but…”
tells his wife everything, doesn’t hold anything back. Sera knows Abigail has an idea, but not the full picture
now she is Upset and Confused but for very different reasons.
She’s upset for many reasons; he lied to her, many times and in so many ways. She felt like a fool
Confused at herself because she still…misses him. And loves him. He was her Al, sweet with terrible jokes and his mamas recipes.
She shouldn’t. Right? He’s evil and where he belongs.
Opened a coffee shop because she needed something to do, and with no forests to forage she turned to Abigail who turned her to cooking/baking
her menu has his favorite snack foods, and a handful of sweet items that she rotates out
expanded to matcha and espresso in the modern years, but kept her coffee shop in a vintage design
think a tea room design but for a coffee shop
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Husk
Ok so Husk always gave me ex-solider vibes, like the drinking and gambling? Coping mechanisms
Husk was probably a very hard man to love and did a lot of learning down in Hell
I can see him leaving his family, but only cause he saw it as the debt leaving with him
(It did and ended up being the reason he died, owing money to the wrong people)
His wife, the reason he can not love, was tough as nails at least on the outside
Would and did roll up her sleeves and did the “man’s work” around the house; fixed up the car, plumbing, made a table out of a tree that fell in the yard
If she could learn how to do it, she put her all into it
When he left took up neighborhood odd jobs, many actually used her for childcare and it inspired her to open her home to kids in need.
They didn’t get to have any kids before he left, they tried but…well she always ended up saying her kids came to her later in life
Caring for and loving those kids are why she’s in heaven, she thankfully passed while not fostering any young ones
Spontaneous heart attack, wasn’t surprised liked her meat and potatoes
Mainly white Calico, long haired to Husks medium(fluffycatsfluffycatsfluffycats)
Not surprised Husk isn’t in heaven, he was a soldier he killed people. Is a lil surprised she’s there
She was a kind woman, a hard life made her have a hard exterior
She did what she could for the children she could, but never saw it as enough
If Hell has children then Heaven probably does too
Opened a few orphanages, got permission from the Seraphim’s and everything
Isn’t a director but does do monthly check ins to make sure everything is to her standards. Wants the best for these kids.
Thinks about Husk in a bittersweet way, knows he’s probably enjoying all the gambling dens and ladies
He was faithful in life and that’s more then most women got, she doesn’t mind him seeking others
It doesn’t matter that she hasn’t tried looking for another, she always preferred her own company anyway
She had been annoyed and angry at him in life for leaving but in the afterlife…..in small quiet moments she thinks about him
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eddywoww · 22 hours
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I’m a little shit talker on Twitter but I feel it needs to be said here. If you spend any of your free time stalking and screenshotting ppl who have blocked you, you’re crossing boundaries and behaving like a literal child and I want nothing to do with you or your friends. I don’t care what you read, what dynamics you like, etc. I literally do not care. But you don’t get to cross peoples boundaries that they’ve put in place to not interact with you and NOT be critiqued for it. Like. That’s life, man. You act like a bully, less and less people will want to talk to you. Idk maybe be nicer 🤷🏻‍♀️
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xzazu2002 · 3 months
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Mr Doc he sleep
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This is a new form of torture 🥲
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vielle-art · 9 months
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anyways, ✨Karlach✨
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saetoru · 11 months
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al-haitham’s the kind of guy who tilts his head slightly for a kiss before you even lean in to give him one. he just knows it’s coming. expects it. trusts it’ll happen.
he’s yawning when he sits at the table for breakfast, hair slightly disheveled from sleep. he sits down and when you place the mug of coffee in front of him, his head angles a little for that kiss you place on his cheek.
he’s drowned in endless paperwork at the akademiya when you stop by to visit, chuckling when he gives you that look of despair at the all the work he has to do. you don’t even manage to walk up to him fully before he’s leaning in and waiting for the kiss to the top of his head.
he’s shirtless in the bathroom, brushing his teeth at night when you walk in to brush yours too, bumping hips with his as you giggle. you don’t even have to turn before he’s tilting his head so he’s exposed and ready for that gentle peck you leave at his jaw.
“have you ever noticed how demanding you are for these,” you chuckle one day, pressing a kiss to his cheek to prove your point.
he grunts, leaning in and burying his head into your neck as you greet him at the door after a long day. “what makes you say that,” he mumbles.
“you’re ready for one before i’ve even come close,” you grin, “what if one day i don’t kiss you?”
“you’d stop kissing me?” he asks, squeezing your hips as he nuzzles into your neck. something tells you he already knows your answer.
and he’s warm. he’s close. he’s here and he’s everything all at once. he’s all you need and everything you’ve ever wanted. he’s the messy hair of your mornings and the pouty lips of your afternoons and that shirtless back of every night. he meets you halfway—maybe even takes the first step so you don’t have to.
he leans in for that kiss before you do. because he needs you, wants you, loves you—and he never lets you forget it. so you turn your head, press your lips against the side of his head and run your fingers through his hair as he sighs in content.
“no,” you hum, falling in love all over again, “no i’d never stop kissing you.”
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hunterrrs · 6 months
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@suiheisen asked me if i wanted to see a cute video to cheer me up and then slapped me in the face with this.
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smolbean-17 · 27 days
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how much do you want to bet that these flowers will be placed on one of her brother’s graves in the end
and what if, instead of a bunch of pink ones, there are dozens of pure white ones
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ravennhearted · 8 months
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Sometimes I think about how Merlin took place over 10 years—a whole decade—and the thought of the show spanning that long feels entirely too long and like an infinite amount of time and that it can’t actually have been ten years
And then I think about how Merlin is 16-18 in the first season. And I just—
That means, at the oldest, Merlin was only 28. He wasn’t even 30
And then I just start losing my mind for a whole different reason
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oldmrfroag · 1 year
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Since I am now perceived as an mcyt shitposter I feel it is my holy duty to inform you that this blog is very very normal about Inthelittlewood aka Martyn
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phatcatphergus · 2 months
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Watching the video again really drives home how Tubbo never would have left sunny if he didn’t trust the people around him with her. The person that’s more important then his own life. The fact hat he felt he could trust them to be there for sunny, even if they weren’t there for him. The fact that he trusted them and sunny went to visit her dads body alone to celebrate her birthday.
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iheartjameshetfield · 7 months
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James seeing you having a conversation with a guy during their show and fuming with anger (even though the interaction was innocent). Then,after the show, he takes you to the dressing room and fucks you so hard that you can’t walk straight after😭 I’m definitely imagining black album James for this.
the way i was imagining black album james before you even said it omg 😭 great minds think alike.
he saw you and that fucking guy interacting a couple times throughout the show, causing his voice to come off a little rougher than usual in his performance.
“hey.” his raspy voice would suddenly appear next to you as he wraps an arm over your shoulder. “who’s this kid.” he nods.
you’d tell him his name and inform james, whispering to him that you were just having an innocent conversation, no need to get all ‘alpha’ like.
i feel like james is the type of person to say a completely different name to the one you told him. like you would tell him “his name is mark”
and james would be like “nice to meet you carl” 💀💀
“darling, it’s time to go.” he gives you a sickeningly sweet smile as he takes your hand in his, leading you to his dressing room.
when you go inside, he doesn’t even speak. he sits on the couch, gesturing to his lap, impatiently waiting for you.
“james, seriously, it was nothing.”
“hurry up.” he seethes, ignoring you.
you scramble over to his direction, laying over lap. he lifts your skirt, running his rough hands over your smooth skin. he delivers a harsh slap to your ass, making you jolt forward.
“what do you say?”
“i’m sorry.” you mumble
he slaps your ass again, making you wail out. “what’d you say?”
“i’m sorry! please james…”
“sorry won’t cut it.” he sternly tells you, gesturing for you to sit on the couch next to him on your elbows and knees.
he roughly shoves your skirt off of you, along with your top. he starts by trailing his thumb down your heat, rubbing your clit in tight circles over your underwear. he pulls down your panties, plunging two fingers inside you, thrusting in and out.
“hold still.” he’d order you when you squirm, trying to rut your hips into his fingers. he starts off slow, rubbing your slick over your folds and then to your clit.
he would keep overstimulating you, thrusting his fingers inside of you but whenever he feels you clenching around him, he pulls out, wanting to edge you.
“james, please” you whine, tears springing on the corner of your eyes.
he mocks a face of sympathy, shushing you as he starts rubbing your clit again, making you cry out. you thrash underneath his fingers as he mercilessly thrusts into you, your slick and wetness leaking down your thighs and down his hands.
when you attempt to close your legs, james immediately opens them again, delivering a slap to your cunt. your elbows give out, and so would your knees if it weren’t for james holding you up by your hips.
“james, please, i need it…”
your voice is barely audible, too tired from being edged. thankfully, james finally listened to you. he pulled off his shirt and jeans just enough for his cock to be out. he strokes himself a couple of times, using your slick as lube.
he easily slips inside you, already enjoying the noises your pussy would make against him. he uses your hips as leverage to meet you back against his, enjoying the way his cock slips in and out of your pretty pussy.
you clench onto him, whining into the pillows of the couch when the speed of his thrusts increases. his arm reaches around to palm at your breasts, rolling your nipples in between his fingers.
when he feels your starting to rut your hips back at him, he slaps your ass in encouragement, loving the red marks that start to appear. “yeah, baby, like that. you can do better, come on.”
tears stream down your face from the overstimulation as you start to shake, feeling your orgasm approach you for what felt like the millionth time that night. you only pray that james would let you cum this time.
“need to cum james please. please let me cum, i’ll be good, i swear. i won’t do it again, just please.” you whine and beg, needing your release.
“i do love hearing you beg, though.” he quips, making you cry even more since you thought he wasn’t going to let you finish.
suddenly, a look of determination appeared on his face. he squeezes your ass, trailing them to your hips and grasps them so hard, bruises would appear the next day. he rubs your clit as he pistons himself into you, eager to get you to your release.
he pulls you up by your hair so your back would be against his chest. he attacks your neck with bruises, licking after to soothe the spot.
your vision starts to get hazy when you finally cum, feeling the sticky mess get on your and james’ thighs.
“thank you. thank you much. i promise i won’t do it again…thank you.” you repeat your thanks to him, not being able to think or focus on anything else but him and the feeling of you finally cumming after so long.
“we’re not done yet.” he whispers into your ear as if it were the most obvious thing, making you cry. your body couldn’t handle anything else but he couldn’t give less of a shit.
he pulls out so he can flip you onto your back. james uses your cum to lube himself up again, spreading your cum around your thighs and to your ass, making you as messy as possible.
he holds your thighs open, pushing into you again and starting to thrust. it was hard to enjoy the sight of him feeling so pleasured, the moans and groans he’s letting out as your cry, your makeup melting all over your face as you repeatedly apologize.
“james, fuck. ‘s too much james i cant.”
“shh, yes you can, be a good girl for me”
he ignores your pleads and speeds up instead, wrapping his arms around your hips to lift you up, instinctively wrapping your legs around him.
“that’s it baby. let kyle know who’s makin you feel this good.” he smirks, almost sadistically as he pounds into you.
you forgot completely about kyle or mark or whatever the fuck his name was. you were solely focused on james and james only.
you both let out loud and filthy moans, not caring whether all the people outside can hear you or not. he wipes away some tears from your eyes before leading his fingers down to your clit, rubbing it harshly and the feeling of pleasure adding for him whenever he touches himself on accident.
“oh james, fuck i cant-” you threw your head back, shutting your eyes as you scream. the pleasure was way too much. it was too overwhelming for you, you just couldn’t handle it anymore. the knot in your core just snapped as you released, james still rubbing you through it. only this time, it felt more intense then you have ever felt it before.
“holy fuck” james heaves as he watches you squirt all over him, your juices going on his stomach and chest as well as yours. “gonna cum so deep in you fuck baby.”
the sight instantly made him cum, james stilling inside of you as you clench around him, draining every drop inside as he moans in euphoria.
you hiss when he pulls out, not being able to handle any more friction. he uses this thumb to spread your folds, pushing back his cum that was threatening to leak out.
“good girl, that was fucking amazing. you did so fucking good for me, yeah? god that was..” he couldn’t even form any coherent thoughts let alone words as he replays what just happened in his head.
he’s both in shock and in awe of you as he helps you get dressed, letting you rest on the couch while he puts on his own clothes.
when you leave the room, he hooks an arm around your waist to help you walk since you were way too tired and fucked out, you physically couldn’t.
you pass by mark, the whole reason for this happening, and james sends him a cocky smirk as he waves at the boy. you hiss and whine as you feel james’ cum trickling down your legs, shoving your face into james’ chest and telling him you want to go home.
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what have i done
i actually hate myself for this
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profictiontheatre · 1 year
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PSA to antis: The people in your life don’t have to “vet” the fanfiction you jerk off to. I don’t know why there’s this weird obsession with if your family would “approve”
Adults don’t talk like that. Friends, maybe. But family? I hate to break it to you but if you tell your mom what you jerked off to last night she’s gonna be grossed out whether it was loli porn or straight, missionary videos.
Do you know why? Because people don’t usually tell their parents about what they jerk off to.
Hope this helps
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frnkiebby · 3 months
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what in the hell~🎃
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phoenixkaptain · 1 year
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Thinkin about Su Xiyan, Tianlang-jun, and Luo Binghe again…
Su Xiyan who was forced into doing things and who desperately didn’t want to betray Tianlang-jun and who drank poison so she could see him again and warn him only to find out that she was far too late. And she gave birth to a little baby boy and instead of tossing him overboard into the water or letting him freeze, she wrapped him in her own robes to send him down the river. She must’ve been hoping he’d live, right? She must’ve been desperately longing for her child to live. She must’ve been so tired. She looked back on those times when she and Tianlang-jun would tease and flirt with each other and despite everything, she must’ve felt so terribly, terribly alone.
Tianlang-jun, who begins as a legitimately almost pure-hearted maiden. He likes to bounce around the human realm and play their songs and read their stories and spend way too much money until he’s broke. And he falls so hard for Su Xiyan. He falls so hard for her, to the point that he brings her up constantly and he asks Zhuzhi-Lang whether or not he’s handsome and he trusts her and trusts her and trusts her… only for everything to be torn apart. Only to be buried under a mountain and stuck thinking that Su Xiyan is the one who caused all of it. Barely even able to mourn for everything he’s lost.
It isn’t like the world is kind to them after everything. Tianlang-jun is painted as a monster who was on the verge of storming the human realm. Su Xiyan is badmouthed the moment people find out that she was pregnant with Tianlang-jun’s child. No matter what she does, she can’t win. If she betrayed her sect for Tianlang-jun, then she was a traitor who was seduced by a demon. If she betrayed Tianlang-jun for her sect, then she was a horrible mother and terrible woman. If she tried to kill her unborn child, she’s unfit to be called a woman. If she tried to save him, she brought an unholy abomination into the world. She just can’t win.
And of course Luo Binghe’s supposed to be tragic. Of course his story is supposed to be sad. But he’s so desperate for any hint of affection and he’s told to his face that he’s an unholy abomination and his father doesn’t seem to care about him and his mother tried to abort him and it’s so easy to feel all alone. It’s so easy for him to feel like he doesn’t fit anywhere, because he’s both human and demon, which means he’s neither human nor demon.
The part that always makes me tear up is when Luo Binghe tries to merge the two realms together. He’s so desperate. He’s so broken. He doesn’t know what to do and he only knows that he doesn’t want to be left behind. He says that nobody has ever chosen him. He says that it would be fine even if Shen Qingqiu hated him, as long as he didn’t toss him aside.
And it’s awful! This family is awful! It’s so sad! It’s too sad! Su Xiyan chose Luo Binghe before anyone else did. Su Xiyan chose to save him, chose to try and keep him warm and dry. Even at the cost of her own life, she chose him! And she chose him because she loved Tianlang-jun! She basically poisoned herself trying to keep the only thing she had left of Tianlang-jun alive! Tianlang-jun says that Luo Binghe looks like her. Tianlang-jun can’t even be angry or sad when he mentions her, he just goes blank, until he finds out that she really wanted to save him and he can’t help but love her all over again! Tianlang-jun looks at Luo Binghe and Luo Binghe is proof that Su Xiyan loved him!
Luo Binghe realizes that he hurt Shen Qingqiu and he’s more than horrified. All he’s ever wanted to do is be strong enough that Shen Qingqiu doesn’t have to get hurt saving him anymore, but all he ever seem to accomplishe is hurting Shen Qingqiu himself. He tries to learn demonic cultivation to get stronger and he gets pushed into the Endless Abyss. He tries to learn spiritual cultivation and Shen Qingqiu dies in his arms. He tries to keep Shen Qingqiu’s body in perfect condition so that he can bring hin back to life, only for the body to be stolen out from under him twice. He asks, again and again, for Shen Qingqiu to choose him, and he never gets chosen.
But, you can’t actually blame Shen Qingqiu. Because all of those scenes of him not choosing Luo Binghe ARE him choosing Luo Binghe! He chooses Binghe and Binghe’s safety everytime, he just never realizes that he himself is necessary for Binghe to be safe. And why would he assume that? He hurt Binghe and he feels like he can’t be forgiven for it, to the point that all of his suffering is him punishing himself.
Luo Binghe in the wedding extra asks Shen Qingqiu to marry him and he’s so nervous beforehand that he literally trips. He stutters. And even after he asks, he tells Shen Qingqiu not to answer, because he can’t listen to the answer, he can’t listen to Shen Qingqiu turn him aside again and he contents himself with thinking that even if they aren’t married, Shen Qingqiu has indulgently allowed him to follow wherever he goes, and that’s enough.
So when Shen Qingqiu does say yes, it’s emotional. He’s shocked. And even as he pulls out all the stops for the “wedding,” I don’t think Luo Binghe is actually convinced that Shen Qingqiu meant it until the next day, when Shen Qingqiu calls him “Husband” without even being asked. I think that’s the moment it hit him. Shen Qingqiu chose him.
We start the novels by hearing a basic outline of PIDW, which starts with Su Xiyan choosing Luo Binghe. We end the novels with Shen Qingqiu choosing Luo Binghe. Luo Binghe finally, finally understands what it feels like to be loved.
Meng Mo and the Huan Hua Palace Master want Luo Binghe as their student because he’s powerful and capable and, in the Palace Master’s case, he reminds him of Su Xiyan. His wives, it’s somewhat strongly implied, mostly wanted him for sex and what he could do for them. Nobody ever really befriends Luo Binghe at any point. He’s always standing apart from others. He’s never part of the Huan Hua disciples and he stands out amongst the Cang Qiong sect disciples and he stands out among demons and he stands out among humans and
And he finally stands with Shen Qingqiu. He’s finally not alone. He’s finally someone’s first choice. He finally feels like someone’s first choice.
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lupeloto · 9 months
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hey i think it's crucial to remind everyone that these two get to grow old together <3
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