Catra Is Being Catra

Some demon Shen Yuan fanart I drew, based on the fanfic, "Courting Demons," by Mayvn on ao3.

Because of this music he has become much more Handsome.... And i imagine him dancing in pilot suit under this music

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the witcher but with britney spears music (heavily inspired by @paper-records)

HONHONHON it be comic drop time! I did this one well over a year ago for the DLC zine, so I'm happy I finally get to share!

For those who might be interested, the edict in the cover reads as follows:

It is on this day of the 20th year of the Black Dragon¹, that your majesty Mobei Jun informs all of the most joyous news: The Northern Kingdom is to receive it's new consort, the most excellent and virtuous An Ding Peak Lord, Shang Qinghua. And decrees that on this very day, in all years to come, all shall learn to celebrate as the Day of the Midnight Sun, in honor of all the new glory brought fort to the North by this fated union.

¹.The 'Black Dragon' is the emperor title I give lbh -so every time I use it in comics, it's in reference to how long he's been in power as the emperor hehe

Enjoy, lovelies!

my watch doesn't quite communicate notifications right, so any time I get a note on Tumblr, this is what I see :/

it's not even on that post

The Irony about Amen's Fear of Pain is so crazy to me

Spoilers!!

Now I'm not the biggest fan of Amen but this update really proved that he's much more than the typical "red flag LI." People who romance him are right when they say he's a complex character and here's why:

Amen's quest for revenge against Shesmu ironically makes him a persecutor of his own kind, as he is one himself.

Amen's fear of deep, soul crushing pain contrasts sharply with his ability to inflict such pain on others without hesitation. His actions reflect a projection of his own fears, suggesting that he tortures others to cope with or mask his internal vulnerabilities.

The duality of Amen's attitude toward torture relishing the emotional reaction but disliking the physical messiness adds a layer of irony. It reflects a separation of his actions, where he disconnects his empathy from the cruelty he enacts.

Amen's fixation on avenging his parents perpetuates a cycle of violence and suffering, turning him into a mirror of the very killers he despises. The irony is that, in seeking justice, he becomes a source of injustice and pain himself.

Xie Lian: I married my soulmate, San Lang!

Wei Wuxian: My soulmate is Lan Zhan, and we got married too!

Shen Qingqiu: My soulmate is a pathetic rat man who is trashier than his own writing

Wei Wuxian: ...and you married him?

Shen Qingqiu: Gross no, I married his son

Xie Lian and Wei Wuxian: ????????

Heart of Chaos

A series in 3 parts

Cosmic horror Hualian AU in which Hua Cheng is an eldritch god and Xie Lian is a human (but not for long). 16k words in total.

*****

Part 1: dreams in the dark

[ rated E • monsterfucking ]

Stuck on a planet he'd rather never have seen, Xie Lian dreams. Faced with a tsunami of cosmic proportions that will destroy everything he's built, Jun Wu makes a decision. Given an opening, Hua Cheng uses it and takes everything.

Or: the story in which the most terrifying being in all of creation loves a mortal man.

“San Lang, you…” Xie Lian’s head starts spinning. Is it because of Hua Cheng’s proximity, or from elation at the prospect of leaving this backwater planet for worlds he can’t even imagine? He seizes that feeling and basks in it. “Who are you?” Hua Cheng inhales, then grazes Xie Lian’s jaw with his teeth. “Yours.” Hua Cheng’s kiss tastes like lightning. His touch sets Xie Lian’s skin on fire and reaches his bones to take root there, spreading flame through his veins until he’s full of it to bursting. At some point, he grabs fistfuls of Hua Cheng’s clothes and clutches them like they’re his only tether to the world. There’s a lightness growing in him, a feeling foreign and terrifying in its enormity.

@auchrauch drew this gorgeous painting for this part <3

*****

Part 2: broken dreams

[ rated M • POV outsider ]

This is how Feng Xin's world ends: in the rain of fire and death, as the universe comes knocking on his village's doorstep and brings with it flames of war. It brings a priest, too, one who calls to his god on the notes of his blood. And unlike the god of Feng Xin's home, this one actually heeds the call.

Or: the story of the end of the world. And the beginning of a new one.

Warships arrive at dusk. Clouded in interstellar dust, they appear on the sky and immediately start raining fire. Forests burn, houses lie in ruin, the world itself groans and cowers under the onslaught a fortress couldn’t have withstood, let alone a settlement without defences. There are no evacuation ships. Not that it would change anything if there were—the army blankets the sky so densely not even a sliver of starlight makes it through. Feng Xin looks up and, without a shred of doubt, knows this is how they all die. “This is insane!” Mu Qing screams as they run between burning houses and craters some of the buildings have already turned into, and try to herd the survivors away from the bombardment. “What do they even want?!”

*****

Part 3: i've touched my dreams, but still i bleed

[ rated E • body horror • transformation ]

Nightmares are a persistent thing. Xie Lian's greatest one raises its head from the dead in the least expected moment.

Xie Lian aches. Down to the marrow of his long-dissolved bones; to the deepest forces linking particles of what makes him himself; to the darkest, faintest thoughts that have ever run through his mind—he aches. He aches when he moves, aches when he lies still, aches when he lets Hua Cheng pour power into him until he’s full to bursting, aches until it settles and then after it’s long gone; he aches, aches, aches. Pain courses through him, sets what may yet remain of his nerves on fire and unleashes thousands of unseen worms crawling under his skin. They aren’t there. Never. They don’t exist, and the crawling is merely sensations firing up in echoes of his nerve endings and synapses in the memory of his brain that fails to process so many impulses all at once—fails to have realised it’s all but gone. He runs a fingernail down his chest. The skin splits easily in a clean, smooth, deep cut. There’s no blood. No fat, no viscera, no bone peeks out from layers of tissue. There is no tissue. There’s only light: blinding, potent, pulsating golden light.

POV: You decided to take Shen Yuan out to see some monsters, and his Gege found out

a few pieces from SVSSS big bang 🦊🤍

44k gorgeous words of qijiuyuan where fox demon shen yuan saves 79

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63684022

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Writer | Artist | Beta

Continuation of the Beast Peak Lord SY AU with SJ.

Click here for part 1

They both would have gotten to Cang Qiong a little later than everyone else. However, with SY there with SJ, SJ is less bitter with someone with him that is also a little bit behind on their cultivation. With SY there with SJ he never had to learn under Wu Yanzi so his cultivation core is only underdeveloped rather than shattered and pieced back together haphazardly.

When SJ first found out that SY got into the Beast Peak instead of Qing Jing he was absolutely upset. He went on long silent stint, ignoring SY until he couldn't take it anymore. Meaning that SJ broke first, despite being equally as stubborn as SY, and sought him out to talk.

Idk if I want to go into more detail about their disciple years. Maybe if I find the energy I will :). But when SJ first became Head Disciple and understood that would mean he would be the next peak lord he was hesitant to accept as he didn't want to leave SY behind. Thankfully SY, or course, being the top performer of his peak also became Head Disciple. I like to think they have this sappy promise when they first joined the sect (or even before when they met at the Qiu mansion whispering late into the night about far off plans of escaping and becoming more than what they are now) that they promised each other that they would get married when they became Peak Lords. But or course, it's only so that they could guarantee that they would both raise above their stations forced upon them at childhood. Yes, definitely not because they both started to realize that maybe they were the only two people on the face of the Earth that knew so much about each other without the fear of judgement. Or that they are so comfortable around each other than any other person. And to add some sparkle I think it would be hilarious if they did a small no-nonsense wedding that was just them and the officiator. And none of the other peak lords know about their marriage status and it somehow become unveiled at the most inconvenient time.

I haven't thought about how YQQ would fit into this but I'll figure it out...maybe. And I still want SY to be a transmigrator. Maybe his early arc could be that he's starting to learn that SJ had a more complicated past/ maybe this was like the rough draft of what SJ could have been. And SY is PISSED that readers were left without vital context to SJ motivations and even more so that SJ was delt the worst hand out of all the character. I also think it'll add a little flare with the system there or if like SY started out with the system and then gained enough points throughout his life to get rid of it idk. I do know for sure that when SY meets with SQH and finds out he's the author there is going to be less words spoken and more action taken lmao.

Sorry for the rambling. Again I'm a shitty writer and just had this AU stuck in my head that I needed to get out so all I got is drawing dumb doodles of this. I'll link the first part of this AU up at the top of this post incase y'all want to see the humble beginnings of this AU.