#artbythree

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she said, you know, like a liar.

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I Want my Wei Ying Back, with apologies to Jon Klassen.

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Inspired by @dotstronaut‘s Good Omens inversion, and of course, the original stinky bastard man.

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I'm always thinking about localized Xie Lian. He's a day laborer squatting in a condemned building. He's a brick shithouse who's missed several meals. He's visibly recovering from recent injuries. He has the most beautiful face you've ever seen. He dresses exclusively in shitty old stained clothes the color of death, an ankle monitor and an old hat a farmworker gave him when he was dying in the street. I wouldn't say he's a Christian, but I bet he wryly appreciates the story of the Crucifixion. (Not the icon of muscular Christianity, but the Jesus who got the cops called on him for sleeping on a park bench.) What if Hua Cheng found his god one day, waiting outside the Home Depot for a day's work so he could eat.

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I do know that in SVSSS Binghe is a lithe bishounen type. But in @nyoomerr's binggeyuan dimension-hopper "if you don't have your own boyfriend, rented is fine", he ends up in sweats because they don't sell off-the-rack tailored stuff big enough for him - or at least so Shen Yuan claims. Even in sweats you know Shen Yuan has him looking like a shaved bear that someone wrestled into a sausage casing. You know I believe in old Shen Yuan rights, but the kid in this fic is such a little shit, he's great.

(for a much cuter version, see @shitpostlemon's adorable drawing.)

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In this house we love and respect a good narrative foil

(x)

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Oh delight, @mikkeneko has started posting Scum Villain fic “In Durance Veil”. Author should have a quick sketch of Chapter 3, as a treat.

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The waning moon (don’t look back in anger)