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naquey · 3 months

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His Butler, Recovering

A/n: Raziel is kind of a dick. I have a lot of fun with his "holier than thou" personality, believing humans are below him. This is a direct contrast to Sebastian, who, in Black Butler, is amused by mortals and fits in nicely. I honestly feel that he is like a black sheep amongst other demons or even celestial beings (if eventually there are not just demons).

Summary: Grell lets Sebastian stay at her townhouse, which was given to her by Madame Red. She and Raziel read the letter that Ciel left the demon and have quite a discussion about it. Grell's butler, Reginald, checks on Sebastian, aware he is a demon. Sebastian makes the human take him to a nearby cemetery, still grieving the loss of Ciel Phantomhive.

While he recovered, Grell let Sebastian and Raziel stay at her house. It was a townhouse that belonged to Madame Red. She had given another of her possessions to the reaper; after all, she knew she would die as Jack the Ripper. Sebastian slept upstairs, leaving the angel and reaper to themselves in the drawing room. Grell kept the letter. She took it out again and ran her manicured fingers over the envelope, gently tracing the azure blue wax seal.

"Do you even know what's in this?"

Raziel, who had been looking out the window and watching people pass on the streets, looked over at her. His eyes weren't focused. He was already lost in some other thought. The letter meant nothing to him. He was silent, zoning out in her direction. Grell tapped the letter against the small table she sat at, chewing the inside of her cheek. Confusion was written plain on her face like a piece of art. The angel tilted his head.

"Why does it matter? He's dead. Humans die." His voice was monotonous.

"I see why angels are unlike demons now." Grell let out a heavy exhale. "You worry not for humanity but only yourself."

Raziel scoffed and turned to look out the window once more. He felt more disconnected from humanity, like watching a colony of ants underfoot. They scurry around, steal from one another, lie, and cheat their way through life. The human existence for some was terrible. Thrown to the side like spoiled food. But, he wasn't so disconnected from mortals as he once believed. He, too, like Zariel–Sebastian–succumbed to the greed and arrogance of the nobility. He allowed the feelings and morality of man to taint him, who was once holy and virtuous.

"I worried for Oscar."

Grell glanced over her glasses at the shape by the window. Her posture softened, and she looked back down at the table, toying with the ends of her sleeves. She, too, cared for Oscar. Worried for him. His absence felt like something had been ripped from her, but she could feel him in the angel. He was not wholly lost.

“I… I came to him that night in the cathedral. The despair and anguish had taken its hold. He prayed for his mortal life to be ended that night.”

Grell was silent, staring at him while he talked.

"He needed to know that his mortal life was not worth ending; I tried to convince him a bargain for his soul would be a miserable, meaningless fate."

"You didn't want to help him?" Grell's brows furrowed. "He was in pain, he was trapped— "

"I didn't want him throwing his life away for something so stupid! He could have lived far longer than when he met me!" Raziel snapped at her.

"Why?"

"I'm not as involved as my brother. I watch from the sidelines. We— I do not give in to human desires."

"Because you don't think people should sin?"

"Sin does not exist. It is a mortal concept." Raziel let the curtain drop from his hold, covering the window.

"Do you want to know what is in the letter?" Grell asked, holding it up, vertically.

"I can only assume you wish to know the contents, and I cannot stop you. Regardless of if it is addressed to the demon."

"So, if I tell you, you will be okay with it?"

"I see nothing wrong with this notion. I'm not the one opening the letter." Raziel sat in the seat across from her.

Grell stared down at the letter, gently touching the delicate cursive that bore Sebastian's name on the back. Carefully, using her nail, she pried the wax seal of the letter. Doing her best to keep it intact. Her goal was to make it seem like it hadn't been opened, in case Sebastian gets upset. He had every right to; the letter was addressed to him. Once the wax seal was pried off, she pulled the folded paper from within the envelope and set it aside. The atmosphere suddenly shifted, and she paused. Glancing up at Raziel, who had a bored expression on his face, she took a deep breath. It was as if a weight was pressing down on her heart. Her hands began to shake, her ears and face heating up.

Unfolding the letter that was inside, she read the delicate cursive slowly. Taking in each word like it was used with Ciel's dying breath. Raziel rose a brow. He didn't understand her reaction or why she was being so careful with it. A letter from a mortal meant nothing, especially if it was a letter from a dead mortal. Some time passed, and he surmised she had finished reading; without a second thought or manners, he snatched the letter from her to read for himself. He assumed she would read it out loud to him from what she asked. Her face opened up in surprise, then began to twist into anger, but she stopped when he started laughing. Head thrown back, shoulders bouncing. His laugh rang through the room like a jovial sound. She had never once heard him laugh or experienced his other emotions. He wasn't one to wear them on his sleeve.

"He thinks he can command a higher being!" Raziel tossed the letter to her, a grin stretching across his features. "He truly thinks he can make Zariel do what he asks!"

"Sebastian can do what he pleases. Including listening to what Ciel said." Grell crossed her arms over her chest. "He needs something to busy himself."

"You act as if that mortal was his friend. Ciel Phantomhive was food. Mortals don't befriend the animals they kill to feed themselves, and the same goes for angels and demons."

"And you act as if he can shut those emotions off." She shot back with a scowl on her face. "Stop acting like you're so high and mighty; if anything, you are a hypocrite condemning your brother for caring about a human when you did the same."

"I don't throw a tantrum." Raziel's eyes were glowing golden. The smile on his face disappeared.

"That wasn't a tantrum; he was hurt and alone because you couldn't be bothered to help him!"

"It was no one's fault but his own because he ate that human. There was nothing I could do."

"Stop saying that! Just because you've disconnected yourself from the situation, doesn't mean it doesn't matter!"

"It doesn't because I truly don't care." Raziel rolled his eyes. "For someone who deals with reaping souls daily, you wear your heart on your sleeve. Is that how you killed yourself? Because people took advantage of that?"

The chair was scraped against the wooden floor, screaming in agony. Grell slammed her hands down on the table, leaning over him with a firey look in her eyes. Raziel noticed that he may have taken it too far, but his face remained stoic under her gaze. She slapped him. It happened within seconds. A red handprint began to form on his cheek, but he didn't move, dazed. Of course, he deserved it, so he wasn't protesting.

"I admit, I took it too far."

His fingertips lightly grazed over his reddened cheek. The skin was tender but wouldn't affect him in the long run. Grell was startled. He looked so unbothered by the slap across his face. His eyes were dark, sucking up light that came in contact with them. She stepped back, first and foremost worried about her safety. Moments passed, and the grandfather clock in the room chimed. Raziel didn't move.

"I apologize."

"You stepped way out of line." Grell crossed her arms over her chest, popping one hip out. "I'll accept your apology this time."

"Is everything alright in here?"

A young man in a burgundy three-piece suit and a trenchcoat stood in the doorway. The coat was buttoned all the way, and he wore white gloves. His hair was as red and as long as Grell's was, pulled back into a ponytail with two little strands pulled out from either side of his head. Heavy bags discolored the skin under his eyes, and his smile didn't even reach his dark brown eyes.

"Raziel! I do believe you haven't met Reggie, my butler." She had a closed-eyed smile.

"You have a butler? Does he know..."

"That you're an angel?" Reggie tilted his head to the side. "Yes, I'm well aware."

"Then what are you?" Raziel inquired.

"You don't have to answer that!" Reggie opened his mouth to speak, but Grell beat him to it. "Just consider him my butler."

"Yes, but is he human? Vampyre? Werewolf?"

"Is that important?" Grell rolled her eyes.

"I... Well, I suppose it isn't." The angel looked away.

"Reggie, could you be a dear and check on Sebastian for me? He's just upstairs in my room."

"Of course, my lady." Reggie bowed and disappeared around the corner.

The red-haired man ascended the stairs with quiet footsteps. The sun was already setting, and there weren't many lights on the second floor. Stopping at the landing, he peered down the corridor, barely able to make out a shadow in the distance. Typically, it was only ever himself and Madame Sutcliff. Although she told him that Sebastian and Raziel would be staying with them, he still assumed the worst when he saw the large shadow at the end of the hall. He was merely a human, and the other three in the house could get rid of him in the blink of an eye. So, he approached Sebastian carefully.

"Mr. Michaelis, are you alright?"

The demon was hunched over, leaning against the wall with a hand pressed to his side. His eye illuminated a vibrant fuschia, and his nostrils flared as he inhaled the human scent. He made no move to jump to harm the redhead. His pale skin looked far sicker than usual, and within his eyes was a type of pain Reggie could easily understand. Sebastian took a step forward, trying to push back whatever consumed him. His joints and limbs screaming at him internally. As soon as he started to go down, leaning toward the floor, Reggie quickly put his arms around the demon, hoisting him up.

"Sir, I... I think it would be best if you went back to lie down."

"I don't need to rest."

"I'm quite literally holding you up at the moment."

"I can smell your soul rotting." Sebastian scoffed. "I don't need your help."

"Fine, then. Walk on your own."

Reggie pulled his arms away and stepped back from the demon's reach. He watched as the demon clung to the wall, shakily trying to upright his posture. Sebastian took one step forward and plummeted to the ground again, falling with a thud to the floor. It was a pathetic demon in such disarray relying on a mortal for help. Reggie could see in his eyes that he was pleading with the man, not as vile as he had previously been described.

"Is everything alright up there?" Grell hollered up the stairs.

"Yes, everything is quite alright, my lady!" Reggie yelled back to her.

With an arm under Sebastian's, he picked the demon up with great effort, the dark-haired man only helping him slightly. It wasn't as if demons recovered faster than mortals regarding flesh wounds. He may have been covered in bandages and no longer bleeding, but there was another reason for this sluggishness. The vitality of his being was gone. What only remained was an empty husk of who he once was. A poor, pathetic demon who flew too close to the sun like Icarus in the labyrinth.

"Look, mate, I don't quite care what happened, but you must return to bed. Madame Sutcliff will not be too happy you're up and about."

"I can't." Sebastian winced. "I need to go outside."

"Are you restless? Too bored? Need a glass of water? I'll be happy to fetch you anything you need."

Reggie helped Sebastian back into Grell's room, sitting him back on the bed. Turning on the bedside table lamp, he stretched. Sebastian looked worse than Reggie assumed. His cheeks were hollow, and the bags under his eyes were about as grey as his own were. The powerful demon looked pitiful and dejected. The life practically sucked out of him.

"Take me outside."

"I'll ask Madame Sutcliff–"

"No! Take me outside to see him." Sebastian snapped at him.

"Who would I even take you outside to see?"

"Ciel. I need- I need to see Ciel again."

Sebastian reached forward and grabbed Reggie's arm. His eyes were pleading, brimming with tears of the same color. The human tried to pull back, but it was as if the demon had a vice grip. He wanted to call out for Grell or Raziel, but his throat closed. Sebastian and Reggie stared at one another in silence for minutes. The clock on the dresser slowly clicked away.

"Let me go." Reggie finally spoke, trying to pull his arm back.

"Take me to Ciel." Sebastian's nails dug into his arm; he wouldn't be surprised if he began to bleed eventually. There most likely would be bruises, though.

"Will you let me go if I do?"

"Yes."

Reggie wasn't trying to consider this, listening to the demon. The last thing he wanted was to get his soul consumed. He also didn't want the demon to get up again and worry Grell; that was the last thing she needed. Sighing and hanging his head, Reggie nodded slowly. He also didn't want to stand there for hours while the demon stared at him. It was creepy, and prolonged eye contact scared the shit out of him.

So, he took Sebastian outside while Raziel and Grell continued to talk in the drawing room. It wasn't like he was trying to be sneaky. He went out the front door with the demon and neither noticed. Sebastian refused to use the crutches that Reggie had offered him. The human held up an umbrella, just barely able to hold it over Sebastian because he was inhumanely tall for someone who wanted to blend in amongst humans.

"Where is this Ciel person? I can fetch a carriage– "

"The nearest cemetery." Sebastian gave him a closed-eyed smile.

Reggie deflated, waving his arm out to call for a carriage to stop in the weather. The two climbed into the compartment and told the driver where to go. Sebastian sat stiff and tall across from the shorter human.

"How do you know Grell?"

"Well, she saved me from a house fire. My hair stuck out to her more than my cries for help."

"Yes, she has always adored the color red." Sebastian chuckled. Trying to be polite.

"Sometimes she tells me I looked like someone she used to know."

Sebastian could almost recognize it. Reggie did look awfully similar to Madame Red. He was, of course, human just like her. His eyes held that same kindness, and his face had a similar shape. The demon could only assume that was why Grell had chosen him to be her butler, to keep some semblance of the woman close even though she had already taken her jacket and was living in her townhouse. Reggie shrunk under Sebastian's gaze, playing with the ends of his sleeves and looking away. He wasn't all that confident in himself.

"When did Ciel die?"

Reggie didn't know. He wasn't aware that Sebastian had devoured his soul, that there was no grave for the late Earl of Phantomhive. It was such an innocent question that stung so profoundly. Sebastian masked his pain with a smile, something he has always done. There was no need for this mortal to see him as weak, or to see him suffering.

"Months ago." Sebastian lied, his hands clenching in his lap. "I wasn't able to attend the funeral."

"I think it's kind of you to visit his grave, even if you couldn't attend the funeral."

"Yes, yes. Kind of me, indeed." Sebastian chuckled dryly.

Reggie thanked the driver and paid him once they got off at the nearest cemetery. The rain continued without stopping. Drenching the soil and turning it into mud. The cemetery was empty, all except for the graves of the dead. Sebastian asked him to help find the grave, a proper distraction because of the large area around them. He may have been hurt, but that wasn't going to stop him from using his inhumane speed to dig a makeshift grave for Ciel Phantomhive. He was done quicker than expected even with the pain in his ribcage and side. At that time, Reggie had wandered over to the plot he had chosen; it was secluded from the others. He couldn't go back to Phantomhive manor and face seeing his actual grave. No, this would do nicely for now. Sebastian hid the shovel behind some other graves just as Reggie approached him.

"I'm sorry I didn't bring flowers; I feel rude."

"Nonsense, the only flowers he ever liked were white roses, which are quite expensive."

"How long did you know him?"

"It felt like forever." Sebastian knelt, gently touching the grave he haphazardly used to make the spot he dug. "He... In a way..." Sebastian fell silent; he didn't want to admit his thoughts. Especially not to a human.

"I'm sure you'll be able to visit him in heaven." Reggie put his hand on his shoulder.

Sebastian was startled, not by the hand on his shoulder, but by the notion that he would ever see Ciel again. Heaven didn't exist. Humans only believed so to keep them from freaking out once they realized the truth. Humans were such simple-minded, innocent creatures who could never handle reality. Reggie jumped when Sebastian began to laugh. The demon swore it wasn't his laugh, that he could hear Ciel laughing from within him for a moment. But he cackled hysterically. He wanted to believe the notion true, that he would ever be able to see Ciel again. To be reunited with him after death regardless of his soul being food. Reggie watched him cautiously. He wasn't afraid of demons, but he wasn't entirely sure if Sebastian brought him here just to kill him. He didn't believe demons had feelings, but seeing the dark-haired man doubled over on the floor laughing his head off, part of him thought for a second that he was wrong. Reggie looked around as the rain poured harsher. He noticed a shovel behind a few grave markers and saw that the dirt had recently been moved.

He wasn't going to tell Sebastian he knew.

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khushireadsandrambles · 3 months

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Promise

Pairing: Ray Kon x Mariah Wong/Mao Chen

Note: So for my dear followers and members of Bakuten Shoot Fandom, here is my ReiMao Oneshot and a snippet from my book "The End is Nigh"

Mariah was sitting at a hilltop, her eyes glimmering with tears as she rubbed her eyes again and again. She loved Ray. She loved him so much that it hurt her heart. But she had also promised herself one thing- that she will never come between Ray and his dreams. How can she be a good lover if she will bind Ray to her? Love isn't a bondage, its a bond that opens up the whole sky to fly freely. If Ray wanted to fly, who was she to stop him? Yes, it worried and hurt her heart that maybe, he will fall in love with someone else.

She scoffed. Of course, why would he love her? She was a reminder of the village anyways, just a village girl, nothing else. She would want someone with an open mind and modern thinking. She was a naive village girl, she wasn't even beautiful! He definitely won't love her-

"Mao?"

Whipping her head, she cursed in her mind when she saw Ray, and felt the tear marks on her cheeks. Frantically getting up she wiped them and turned to look at him with a smile. "Ray! You didn't leave?" She faked her happiness.

"Mao, what happened? You didn't even came to see me off. Are you hurt that I'm leaving?" Ray asked with concern lacing his voice, his eyes swirling with sadness and worry for the pink haired friend of his.

A Friend for whom he had feelings.

It wasn't long that he had figured it out. But when few months back The White Tigers and Blitzkrieg Boys arrived at same time at Tyson's Dojo- which was disastrously hilarious time of their life- he had been watching Mariah nearly tearing Kevin, Daichi and Ian in new one after the three had pranked Kenny and messed with his Laptop.

Surprisingly it was Tala who had pointed it out, just smirking and saying, "I didn't knew you liked pink." And when he asked how Tala knew his feelings, it was Bryan who snorted on his vodka and said, "It is so obvious that you love your pink haired Kitty." And that had made Ray blush, leading into the two taking it as their right to tease him about it at every point.

And ever since then, the pink haired girl of his own village had taken her heart. Maybe his heart was never with himself in first place, maybe she had it always.

"Oh it's nothing Ray, I just wanted some time alone." Mariah said and looked away, tucking a hair lock behind her ear. Something she did when she was nervous.

"Mao.." Ray held her elbow and turned her towards him. "You are lying. What is it? Tell me." Ray demanded, his golden eyes glinting in sun. Mariah felt her breath shortening. Ray looked like the very White Tiger, Baihu, the Protector of their clan. Be it his fair skin or those Golden eyes he—

Her eyes widened, and she gasped internally.

In the hazy midst of a dream, there stood a figure of enchanting allure. Adorned in the resplendent attire of an ancient Chinese dress, his long hair cascaded like liquid midnight, softly swaying in the ethereal breeze. His Zhishen robe, a pristine canvas of white, bore intricate designs in shimmering gold, each motif dancing in harmony with his every movement. Atop his noble brow rested the majestic Mianguan crown, a symbol of sovereignty and wisdom. Amidst the misty veil of slumber, he stood as a vision of regal elegance, a fleeting embodiment of grace and kindness, giving her a slow smile despite her being unable to see his face.

"Mao?" Ray's eyes widened in worry when he saw Mariah's tears flowing. "Mao!" He shook her worriedly and Mariah blinked, wiping her tears. What did she do? Did she zone out? Whom did she saw? Why was the person in her vision eerily similar to Ray? Why was she feeling this sudden urge to cry and hold Ray?

"I-I'm fine Ray!" Mariah choked out and Ray looked at her with a frown. "You are crying Mari—" "You want to know why I didn't came to see you off, right?" "What?" Ray was stumped by sudden question, thrown off guard.

Mariah took a deep breath and said, "You want to know why I didn't come to see you off, right??" She repeated, a tear rolling down her cheek. Ray widened his eyes, and his hand reached up, wiping the single tear that rolled down. "Yes, I do.." He said softly, cupping her cheeks.

Mariah gulped and took a daring step ahead, their chests now touching as her pink glove clad palms enclosed around Ray's black gloved ones. "Ray... Can I ask you something?" She whispered softly and Ray nodded gently. "Do you.. Do you love me?" She asked. She knew very well that Ray was aware of her feelings for him. Her feelings that never extinguished, despite him having left village. Lee always berated her for loving Ray before they made up, but she brushed it off and stood on her ground.

Ray was caught off guard as his breath got stuck in his throat, no words coming out for a while. He stood there silently, holding Mariah's cheek as his white eyes stared in her eyes, which were wavering. Mariah felt her confidence shatter and she tried to take a step back, but Ray's firm hold on her face prevented her to do so. Ray smiled softly and gently caressed her cheekbones with his thumb and peered in her golden eyes.

"Mao... I'm not a fan of Words. I would like to do the action." He smiled softly and tilted her head up, closing his eyes and pressing his lips against hers. Mariah felt her knees buckle as her tears flew rapidly, and she hurriedly wrapped her arms across his neck and his sturdy arms fell around her small waist, pulling her flush against him as he kissed her more deeply, savouring the taste if strawberry on her lips. He tilted his head for more access and kissed her more deeply, nipping at her lower lip with his sharp teeth.

Mariah let out a yelp at that, and Ray broke their kiss, adjoining their foreheads together as sun shone brightly over them, casting a lovely scenery around them. "I hope you know now..." He breathed out softly, smiling at her lovingly. Mariah nodded rapidly, her tears flowing more and more. "Mao, I promise you. I will return. And when I return.." He took out his Beyblade, and caressed the bitchip of Driger. "I will marry you.." He smiled softly.

Mariah let out a loud teary cry, and lunges forward. Ray yelled in surprise as he felt himself going off balance and he fell on his back, only for Mariah's lips to contact his in a sweet kiss. "I'm yours, Rei." Mariah mumbled shyly between their kiss, and he hugged her tightly, taking off her head scarf in process. "Ray!" Mariah gasped and tried taking her scarf back.

"Nuh-uh!" Ray shook his head and held her scarf up. "It's your token, I want you stronger than ever and face me in Tournament, okay?" He asked softly and her cheeks turned red as she nodded, and slowly laid her head on his chest, listening to his soothing heartbeat.

"I love you Ray.."

"I love you as well, My Little Mao.."

I wanted it to turn out more beautiful and aesthetic but well ig that's the level if romance I can write—

#ray kon #rei kon #mariah wong #mao chen #beyblade fanfiction #tyson granger #beyblade g revolution #kai hiwatari #max tate #max mizuhara #white tigers #hilary tachibana #hiromi tachibana

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the-girl-with-too-many-ideas · 27 days

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Does anyone else get the feeling that at their core, all of mxtx's works are about cycles of abuses.

#idea dump #ramblings of a sleep deprived girl #heaven official's blessing #tian guan ci fu #scum villian self saving system #mao dao zu shi #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #mxtx #mo xiang tong xiu #cycle of abuse #I don't only mean the passing down of trauma #I also mean the abuses of an established corrupt system #that systematically hurts people that are less fortunate than those who actively benefit from it #to me this one is more prevalent in mdzs and why jin guangyao downfall is so upsetting to me #because he was coming close to breaking the cycle of abuse of both the system and of his family #but unfortunately it was his past actions in service of perpetuating it that doomed him #if he had realized a lot sooner that his father was not worth it #and started pursuing his own interests from the beginning instead of his father's approval he could have changed everything for the better #not to mention that unlike his father he actually treats his spouse with respect and doesn't intentionally hurt her #emphasis on the 'intentional' part (if you know you know)#just like Jin Guangyao became the new wei wuxian Nie Huaisang became the new Jin Guangyao #so i'm of the firm belief that since the system is still in place the cycle will repeat again #and Nie Huaisang will replace Wei Wuxian as someone else becomes his Jin Guangyao #sorry for this long ass essay in the tags lol #it's 3am so I'll probably do the other two another time #also let it be known that I'm only running on spoilers/fanfictions/wiki when it comes to svsss and mdzs #so if anyone bothers to read my essay tags be free to correct anything if I get something wrong #side note why wasn't mdzs about breaking cycles???#why didn't yanli become sect leader. Jiang cheng remain coreless. or Jin Zixuan marry into the Jiangs to show worth outside the norms #you can be a strong woman without being cruel. cultivation doesn't equal worth. and powerful women are beautiful and should be respected

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rarepears · 8 months

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Wei Wuxian as Shen Jiu's demonic cultivator teacher

Shen Jiu trained under the biggest and baddest demonic cultivator Wu Yanzi, right?

Well, who did Wu Yanzi learn everything from? What if... Wei Wuxian, upon his death in the Burial Mounds, woke up in a new world (ahem PIDW) and continued his demonic cultivation again?

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Wei Wuxian, alias Wu Yanzi: How did I ever raise a kid to become a mini-Lan if Lan's worse green instead of blue! Ahahaha Lan Zhan, are you haunting me in my second life?! Is this the kid we would have raised together if those events didn't happen?

Shen Jiu: ...fuck Shifu found the alcohol stash again

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Once he becomes Qing Jing peak lord, Shen Jiu regularly hauls his demonic cultivator teacher back to the peak because no one can trust Wei Wuxian to practice proper self-care. Wei Wuxian goes by his name instead of alias when on the peak of course.

And how does Wei Wuxian pay his cute little student back? By releasing a bunch of rabbits into the bamboo forest! Shen Jiu is ready to whack his teacher into oblivion for the stunt.

Wei Wuxian: QAQ how did my student become such a Lan! Next thing you know, he's going to write up a wall of rules!

[#if wei wuxian was shen jiu's demonic cultivator teacher au]

#wei wuxian #shen jiu #shen qingqiu #svsss #scum villian self saving system #scum villain #scumbag villain #mdzs #mao dao zu shi #mxtx #webnovel #fanfiction idea #the untamed #if wei wuxian was shen jiu's demonic cultivator teacher au

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tardisimpalalover16 · 4 months

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Does anyone remember what fic this is? Lan Wangji travels back in time and he reacts differently to Wei Wuxian. They start getting closer. Afterwards LWJ is said to go into seclusion and WWX is upset that LWJ didn’t say anything. For how ever long LWJ was gone WWX skips Gusu Classes to wait for him in the tree near the path up the mountain where LWJ is supposedly at. He’s actually went to defeat the Wen before they could even start the war, and he came back with the Wen refugees. WWX hears that Lan Wangji is back and runs to see him. I remember he even thinks that LWJ and Wen Qing might end up together which causes him to have an angsty moment lol

#wei wuixan #lan wangji #wangxian fanfiction #wangxian #find a fic #ao3 #the untamed #mao dao zu shi

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kukuandkookie · 7 months

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wip titles meme

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Tagged by @crimsonrainseekingflower! 💕💕💕

Thank you for the welcome surprise—another one I finally discovered once I looked at my notifications and stuff! Fortunately this time I’m remembering to make my own post haha. 😆

I hope you don’t mind if I also divide by fandom, and these only vaguely include a couple art wips!:

SVSSS:

Grave Matters

Cinderella III: A Twist in Time AU!?

Just a Dream (is this unfortunately a lame-ass title 😔)

Haunting You

Singles’ Day

TLJ/ZZL/LBH/SXY ADDAMS FAMILY AU??????????

Bingqiu White Snake (animated movie) AU

Waiting for the Tree Branches to Bloom Again

Safe from the Storm

I See in Both Your Eyes (Something Indigo)

AU: The Lion King II??

Family Meal Goes “Wrong”

TLJ’s Lament

LBH²

狗哥狗哥，你真了不得 (Gou-ge, Gou-ge…)

Slavic Vampires…

CNY Dumplings Competition

Enchanted (because we’re doing this now, I guess)

Limb Regeneration What If?? 🤔

Of Costumes and Candies (Something Orange)

Something Old, Something New, and… (Something Blue)

SV OTGW AU

I Ship My Rival x Me AU

I Have to be a Great Villain AU

Happiness Just Out of Reach

Lost and Found

Words to Heart

Breathing Smoke Into the Lungs

HORRIBLE NEW IDEA: Maybe title: Just Enough. Just Enough for Me

Love Letters (that’s all I got so far *insert deepfried emote here*)

Daycare AU???

Hmmm. Prince x Princess AU?

Xi Yang Yang AU

Gongzhu

Followers Milestone Celebration

Teacup scene

I Think My Uncle Ships Us Help

Unattainable

I’d Like to Try Staying Awake (for You)

Breaking the System (aka Fuck the System? Literally or—jk jk lmfao)

Bonuses include the latest chapters for I’d Rather Spend My Whole Life Asleep (With You) and To Tame a Beast, except the former doesn’t have a wip title. The latter does in the sense that the chapter title is Pixiu!

Erha:

Putting the Musing in Amusement Park

This Venerable One Will Not Be Outdone

What You Left Behind/Do You Also Miss Me?

[The] Romance of Wolf/Husky and Haitang

Ghost Bride (Corpse Bride but Chinese?? And Reincarnation)

Reconciliation

Fifteen Growing Up Flirty

Out of the Closet (and Into Your Arms)?

The Prince and the Pauper (but based on The Princess and the Pauper because I’m a criminal who hasn’t read the original 😂)

Wo Jia Dashixiong Naozi You Keng but with an Erha Twist

TW WARNING FOR THIS ONE but Passive suicide ideation fic

IDK WHAT TO WRITE FOR CWN’S BDAY… GOD SOMEONE SEND HELP GFGKDFHGKSDFHG (this one has a more polished but still wip version titled CWN Birthday Fic: Past, Present, or Future, I Want to Celebrate With You 😆)

Jiaoren CWN

Priest CWN & demon MR…hehehe (now a Dianran AU?)

More Than Just Puppy Love

Flower Shop…Redemption…Thingy?

From Wanton Wants to Wonton Wonders

A Taste of What Could Have Been

Screwdriver

First Bow to Heaven and Earth

Hidden Love AU

Mo Ran pulls a Bing-ge

Mind(-Reading) Games

Stone Lion

Swallowed Flowers

Confessions (Role-Swap AU)

TXJ Week (help we’re way past that now 😔): De-Aged Fic

A Tear in My Heart aka Read You Like an Open Book aka To Leave a Piece/Page of Me in the Nooks and Crannies of You?

Shi Mei Jiaoren Fic: [I’m] Afraid to Live Without Breathing

I also have a lot of Erha and SVSSS fic ideas that are unfortunately just blurbs in my ideas document right now and not full-on wips so they don’t have any titles I can share. 😔

Misc:

First Times, Second Chances, and Third Time’s the Charm…s (?) (Link Click)

Missing a You of Another Time (Link Click)

Danmei, xianxia-esque story (Link Click)

Suriel/Sariel

Call of the Wolves (specifically chapter 78)

Chuju the Chou

Papillon and Akuma’s Story

Papillon and Akuma Role Reversal AU Story

Circinus and Pyxis

Smoke & Mirrors

Dimension Hoppers

Take Me Back to Hell (All Saints Street)

I’ll Love You Until All the Stars Fall from the Sky (The Legend of Luo Xiaohei?)

Fengxi like Shade in Firewing (The Legend of Luo Xiaohei)

Mafia AU Xuanli x Laojun (The Legend of Luo Xiaohei)

Continuation of Falling for You (White Cat Legend)

How Could I Ever Ask You to Love Me? (White Cat Legend)

My Shadow It Follows Me

The Us of the Present Could Perhaps Be Just as Tender as the Us of the Past (Scissor Seven)

A Conversation With a Dead Man (MDZS)

Magical Girl AU (MDZS)

Xue Yang’s Regrets (MDZS)

Ao Bing and Nezha in a shoujo high school AU… That’s it. That’s the whole idea (Nezha 2019)

Surprising the Un-Surprise-Able (I Have to be a Great Villain)

Xianxia AU (Kiss the Abyss)

Breathing New Life (Kiss the Abyss)

I Will Chase You to the Ends of Time and Space (Kiss the Abyss)

A Family Outing (Beryl and Sapphire)

Just Some Gay Little Dudes (Beryl and Sapphire)

Steven Universe AU (Beryl and Sapphire)

Something as Sweet as You (I Ship My Adversary x Me)

A Present to be Cherished (I Ship My Adversary x Me)

I Ship My Adversary x Me and 严禁造谣 Crossover? AU Swap?

Additional misc wips I haven’t touched in forever are the latest chapters for The World Doesn’t Deserve You (MDZS) and Frostbite (All Saints Street). 😅

And as a bonus, these aren’t at all “official” yet but the more I read for some manhua the more I’m tempted to write fics for them… For example, a fic for Blemishing the Contaminated or My Lovely Troublemaker season 2 would be so cute, even if I don’t exactly have any clear or obvious ideas for them. 🥺

Phew, wow. I had way more wips than I expected AKFJSKFHSJS. Some are honestly just super half-baked documents tucked away in a folder with only a title and outline, but I hope something here was of interest to you guys. 😆💖

As for tagging…

I also don’t think I’m capable of tagging as many people as I have wips otl. So I hope you guys don’t mind if I tag just a few of you!

@ezrathesplit @levia-kun @yumichanhamano @softdekus @rongzhi @azunshi

(Of course, if you would rather not, feel free not to do this!)

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