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[aesthetically-dying101]

Masterlist of everything:

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[fandombrainrotwithmori]

I might be cooking up something…

@ultramarinaa’s Champion lives rent free in my head. I might actually have a problem…

Anyways, look at this sweet boy (and please ignore the mess on my desk, thanks). Ain’t he pretty? I think he is. Would you believe me if I told you the hardest part is making his glasses?

This is what three hours of work, some air drying clay, and an awful lot of tiredness looks like: a cat. It is currently 1:59 am. I am a mess, but I always am.

Fun fact I planned on making him be in another position but I wholeheartedly forgot. It’s not even a joke.

OH! One more thing before I go, @thebreadmantm’s Champion sculpture fully made my brain decide to do this. Your creation is absolutely beautiful and so is your art. Looking at it makes me immeasurably happy. Go check out her blog! -Mori

[lordrandreaming]

Been mulling over a AU that popped up in my head. (A couple, actually but this one's got me good)Basically, Bingge has grown bored (and hollow) after doing his world's Shen Jiu in.

After he went and seen the 'fake Shizun' and the whiny version of himself (that kicked his ass too, HES TOTALLY NOT FEELING LIKE A SORE LOSER RN. He just got lucky, is all..) LBG decides fuck it, I'm back at dimension hopping to see where I land,And where does he end up?

In a world where Shen Jiu never escaped the Qiu household. But Bingge doesn't know that. He never cared about anything relating to his Shizun other than suffering, so when he spies his.. Shizun, out in a bright market, tailing around Qiu Haitang, dressed in COMMON robes, no light in his eyes, looking down at the ground, with his hair tied up in a braid over his shoulder, Bingge obviously wants to know what's up.

He spies his chance to get SJ alone, when Qiu Haitang goes off for a bit on her own, telling SJ to stay put, he strikes. The look on his Shizun's face is far from what he expected. Cautious, fearful, and downtrodden. He's been beat down, he's been broken, he's a pet at this point..

He's also VERY confused. Why is this noble man so interested in a slave like him? He clearly wants something, everyone wants something.Before Bingge gets some good jabs in at him about how miserable he looks, QHT comes back and gives him a weird look, before stringing SJ along again and away they go..

But that's not the end of that.

LBG follows them, and later in the night stalks SJ. He watches his Shizun move stiffly. Even in private, his head is down, and he has this lost expression on his face.In his dreams, LBG gives him everything he's ever wanted, he wants a stick of tanghulu? Its his. That really nice, fancy robe he's always wanted, but it's so pricey and too nice for a slave like him? Its his. It.. feels nice to he pampered, but who's this strange man? And why does he want anything to do with someone as low as SJ?

Turns out Bingge has a helpless Shizun obsession and spies his chance at molding Shizun like he molded him. This Shizun, who isn't even a Shizun (gives him a weird look because. Hes not a Shizun? But he still insists on calling him that?? Starts responding to it because he won't stop calling him Shizun)

Days go on into weeks, months, and Luo Bingge has been hounding SJ incessantly. He knows what's up, man wants him carnally. And he's not humoring it, often telling this idiot lord that he has better things he should be doing, than trying to entice a slave to love him.

Binghe does not give up, of course, and proceeds to prod him for information about what's happened to him. Some, he talks about, little he elaborates on, and other times, SJ just gives him a certain look that only says ‘I don't want to talk about that.’

LBG thought he would enjoy this, watch SJ go around like a solemn husk. Just waiting to die.. He doesn't. He wants to give him everything and more.You may be asking 'What about QJL? YWZ?’ well this ain't ABOUT them. QJL is a bitch and died early. YWZ is probably in a ditch somewhere probably. And is SJ married to QHT? Answer; he is not, because of QJL's death, QHT prefers his company as it was. Just an ear to listen and hands to braid her hair. She doesn't know about the abuse.

LBG either kills all the Qiu men, and burns the manor to the ground, or he buys SJ off of QHT.. Probably threatening to kill her over a slave. SJ learns about this, when LBG comes to claim him while he's cleaning, and he just thinks LBG is fucking with him.His face when he learns LBG *bought* him out, to make him his own, is priceless to LBG.

Pro? He gets to leave!

Con? He has to leave with the desperate man that's been trying to court him for GOD, YEARS? Slowly earning his trust, opening him up like the tender flower that he was to LBG… Okay. Maybe it won't be so bad.

LBG takes him away to a little hovel out in the woods, just outside the village. It's rather lavish for such a humble little home, with a garden, a pond, HOT SPRINGS, everything you'd imagine could self sustain, LBG has planned and plotted out over the years of getting to know SJ. Like /actually/ know him.

Even when they share the same bed, SJ doesn't really say much. What is there *to* say?

Every early morning, he gets up, makes breakfast, LBG has told him numerous times he doesn't have to do those things anymore. So.. what is he supposed to do? It's what he's used to. If everything is done already, why is SJ here?

LBG, seeing how lost SJ is without /something/ to do. So he starts suggesting things that his Shizun would do. Paint, play the guqin, so on so fourth. It's far too late for SJ to become a Cultivator, and he shows no interest in it either. So, LBG has a little homebody Shizun..

Eventually, SJ makes SO many paintings, LBG brings up that maybe he should sell them in town, make some money for himself. SJ is reluctant at first, obviously. He doesn't want to run a stand by himself.. He doesn't want to be around people. They would recognize him!So, ultimately, SJ decides against it and hoards his paintings.

Now, being who I am, ofc there's gonna be Mpreg. LBG knocks up SJ knowingly, and ‘comes to the conclusion’ that SJ is pregnant. He's absolutely not happy about this, but whatever. If his new master wants that of him, fine… It's better than anything else he could ask for. (His usual, sexually charged pestering. UGH)

Now, later in the plot, SJ is pregnant LBG decides to return home, just to see how everything is going. (Not good, all his wives and SJ’s ghost are mad at him.)Could kick this up a notch, and instead of just one SJ, LBG has MANY that he portal hops to meet up with and be absolutely filthy with (Dirty Shizun Fucker.) or to be pampered by that hand that should have, could have, but didn't in his world.

And when this dumbass finally returns to his wifey SJ, not only did he have the baby, BUT he started selling his paintings, and is LIVID with LBG. Holding the baby in one arm, hair tied up in a ponytail as he GIVES it to LBG.

When he finds out he intentionally left SJ a bunch of money, he's pissed and storms off with a huff. LBG treated him a little too good, because he's now the fiery SJ he knows and loves! LBG is a total kiss ass, and despite sleeping outside because of it, he still loves his Not-Shizun, Shizun.

He won't admit he has a Shizun Problem, and he's happy keeping it that way.

This /could/ go into SJ being PL of QJ, CQMS, but I'm unsure how to weave it together since SJ is already an adult and I'm unsure if adults can start Cultivation THAT late, but I like the sound of SJ just getting to live a normal mortal life..

Which brings LBG to panik™. SJ is getting older, his hair is greying. They've been together for YEARS at this point.. Their baby, Bingwen, is not so baby anymore. So.. LBG does the only obvious thing he can do, and turns SJ immortal, maybe even into a demon, or his Empress. Since, well, SJ at eternal place at his side? Sign LBG up!

But, SJ doesn't want that. Sounds nice, but.. He doesn't want to go on forever like this. If LBG had a heart, he would let SJ go. Spoiler; HE DOESN'T. SJ is mad at him yet again, and shuts him out for a while. He can, and can't believe LBG. He said he cared! He trusted him! It was bad enough they papapa’d, bad enough that he ended up pregnant with that idiots child…

But still. He loves him. He gives SJ everything. There are plenty of times LBG overstepped the boundaries he asked SJ to set himself, to make him feel a little more real. Like he /belonged./ Oh LBG, you're just a mess aren't you…

So, we are left with Immortal Shen Jiu. Does he stay in the humble little home, to live with his son and his idiot master-husband coming by on occasion to bother him,Or does he become LBG’s Empress in this world?

Either way, he ends up coming to terms with being a immortal, and that he's stuck with a deranged idiot for the rest of eternity. (Affectionate)

[moriitis]

ive gotten a lot of requests for more nsfw connor stuff and i promise i am working on them! may is a very busy month for me so im trying to write on the days where im free.

[xmoriartea]

When Shang Qinghua was first contacted about deals regarding his hot mess of a web novel, he signed whatever contracts would bring him money. Did this lead to some questionable merchandising choices? Mayhaps. Did people continue to buy them? Oh yes they did, and Shang Qinghua would gleefully take what pitinance of royalties it got him, thank you. Bitch all you want Peerless Cucumber, but Shang Qinghua knows your anti-ass wouldn't be half as vocal if you hadn't shelled out the dough.

So when he was approached about a mobile game for PIDW, who was he to refuse?

Of course they wanted to make a game where the player as Luo Binghe could woo each of his wives, maybe even in gacha format to really milk the fan boys dry.

Oh that's not what they want?

They wanted to make it a storyline game.

Well sure, it might take some time to meet some of the later wives, but the fan favorites were all in the original ten. That makes perfect—

Wait you don't want the player to be Binghe at all? Are you sure? An original player character? So you can choose a peak and woo Binghe? With the option of wooing other wives or other men?

And this tested well with PIDW fans???

Look. Honestly. He's stopped questioning it. He's seen the comments. His bisexual ass knows he made everyone stupid hot - he was stupid horny, okay? He just didn't think enough people appreciated that fact. Certainly not enough to warrant a dating sim.

But hey, if that's what they wanted to make, and they continued to pay Shang Qinghua regardless of flop or success? Have at it.

And if it means he can later taunt Peerless Cucumber in the comments that maybe Luo Binghe WILL fuck him if he keeps this up that causes four days of radio silence followed by a rant that puts his 10K a day to shame? Well that's almost better than the royalties.

[satanicchristiancult]

Muy poco me detiene de empezar a volver esto un blog serio en el que ahora les escribo únicamente en español.

Lo único que separa esa realidad de la nuestra es que si lo hago, sí que me aseguro de que nadie en su santo juicio lo lea. No es como si alguien lo hiciera, pero diay, tengo derecho a soñar.

Sígannos, subimos estupideces ajenas y propias. Somos graciosos y pendejos.

-Mori

[doggie-gf]

One day my body will cease to exist and I will become one with the worms and the dirt, and time will pass overhead until the day comes when nothing I'll have said or done in my short span of existence will matter. In some ways, this is comforting. This is freeing.

[missmorior]

just a thing- unfinished but i wanna share it elsewhere so i’m putting it here

Log date 24/09/XX

My name is Fen.

This was the first thing that had returned to me upon resurrection. Eons ago it may have been longer, as this feels like a nickname more than one proper. This… Ghost, assures me that forgetfulness is normal. To remedy it, I have decided to keep a log with what I know, so that I might piece together who I once was before I was chosen by the Traveller to wield its light.

I know that now, I am… Something. A protecter of those without the light. There are not many of us, and in the wake of the Darkness, humanity is scattered to the winds- terrified but still trying to survive. Many struggle to wield this power, to shape it, but I have no such hurry. My priorities lie with the people. I pick up what weapons I can scavenge or piece together, and when bullets run out, I have my fists. The energy that consumes my actions feels… empty. Like a Void. There is comfort in it.

Log date 08/04/XX

My name is Fen. I am a Defender Titan. My ghost is called Horus. My mission is to protect the Last City.

I have not been as good at keeping a log as I had once thought. The scattered entires have been bothering me more and more now that I have remembered who I once was. A scientist under the employ of one Clovis Bray. I did not always agree with his methods but… I believe it was the only way for me to have had the freedom I desired for my work. Exos. I was one of the few who helped develop the creatures. I see them, every now and again, and am filled with mixed emotion. Joy, at seeing a creation realized. Sorrow, at knowing that not all of their programming was entirely mechanical. Disgust at…

But I digress.

I log now to account for my found fireteam. It has been decades since I have thought to form such a close knit unit, I had thought this old woman too seasoned for it. These two are young, having only recently been brought back to life. I fear for them at times. Their youth begets recklessness, believing themselves truly immortal after the first few deaths. They are high on their Light and eager to earn approval. The Warlock burns as bright as a star, her Light blinding and difficult to look at when she bursts from ash like a Golden Age myth. She is an Awoken, a true child of the Reef who fought against the Fallen, and still has the rage to show it. There is no quiet of the Void within her like my own Light, and I believe it frustrated Ikora at times to see a guardian under her watch who is so determined to buck her teachings. Never let her learn of the storm- I fear instead of control, she would let the Arc run rampant. Speaking of… Our odd third member. An Exo that was found within the depths of the Hellmouth, whose ghost knew of her existence but was terrified to traverse the Moon. I understand. But years rotting away within that unknown liquid which spawns the Hive have left her without a voice and whatever color her metal once was, it is now unnatural darkness. Fitting that this creature became a Hunter. The Bladedance called to that one, I see her blinking from perch to perch. I wonder what Cayde-6 thinks of her; a silent Hunter among his yipping coyotes.

We have worked together to bring down the Hive creature- Crota. Our part not too significant but with these two I have no doubt we will be throwing ourselves into the fray all too soon. There are stirrings from the outer reaches of the Reef and the Fallen have grown too quiet. The Warlock grows restless. We may yet be flying out to her home soon.

Log date 10/10/XX

My name is Fen. I am a Defender Titan. My ghost is named Horus. I miss my Fireteam.

Nostalgia is a new thing. I have never longed for days gone by, but in the wake of the containment of SIVA Lyra and Blink have left to pursue their own goals while I remain behind in the city. Don’t get me wrong, I love the people of the city and have found fulfillment in helping to train new Guardians. These young people, so full of life and light.. They make me feel young again! One young Titan has become something of an apprentice to me. A human by the name of Claudius. He too has no memory of his past, like so many I’ve seen, and views the loss as a challenge. He wants to become someone who his past life would have been proud of. I wonder… Have I become that? Ha, the youth these days… He’s fallen in with two Warlocks also under my tutelage, and I have faith they will be an incredible team. And we once more return to what began this log. Lyra remains out at the Reef, assisting her people in rebuilding their home and consoling those still reeling from the loss of their Queen and Prince. She manages to send messages now and again, that their work is going well, and the Awoken are banding together even stronger than before. However they are few and far between… I wonder, will she ever return to the Tower? Or will she choose to remain with her kin now? Blink has chosen to remain at Fellwinter Peak among the Iron Lords, and recent news has shown that she has fully proven herself as one of them. I still see her now and again within the Crucible when I take my trainees to see how fully fledged Guardians fight. Her Bladedance is still chaotic as ever, and the laughter as she blinks her way through seasoned fireteams to unleash destruction makes me long for our days as a team. To bring us together again and show these young ones how a real fireteam fights.

Ah, I’ve wasted enough time. A message is coming through from Commander Zavala on an urgent channel.

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Log… Request Access… ********* Access Granted…… >Name query…. Data missing Query- “who are you?”….. >Data missing Query- “what are you?”….. >Exo. Model- unknown. Function- exploration and scouting. Query- “can you see me?”….. >Answer: yes. You are the annoying little light. You are also entertaining to irritate. Query- “can you speak?”…. >Answer: no. sensors indicate voice module has suffered extensive damage. >System query: how long have i been deactivated? Answer: “A very long time.” >System query: what am i? Answer: “A Guardian. Specifically? A hunter, though I don’t know what s-“… >Answer terminated. Too longwinded. The glowing human with you thinks I’m funny too. >System query: what is your name? Answer: “Well, I’m a ghost- oh no I can see that look don’t you cut me off again! I don’t have one-“….. >Understood. System memory recalls someone of similar fondness. They are dead now. >System believes that you would fit the name. >System query: set ‘Ghost’ name to ‘Desmond’…..? >Permission Granted….. Saving for reference….. >System query: can we hurry up and destroy some hive monstrosities Answer: “Copy that, Guardian. Let’s get you armed.”

Log……. Request Access… **************** Access Denied… ‘Cayde_is_a_loser’ is not the password, no matter how many times it has been tried >System message: Damn. Request Access… ************** Access Granted……. >System query: how long since the SIVA crisis?…. 2 years. 14 days. 7 hours. 57 minutes. >Name query….. System name set to “Blink” >System query: search systems for reference of prior system names…… Results found, would you like to restore name to “Nova-88”? >Denied…. System name remains set as “Blink” >System message: So.. Another of these logs. Des thinks he’s the only one with fancy machine bits, ha! It’s been.. A while, since I’ve bothered with these. I never took stock in the past, but more and more it’s been coming up. I don’t trust it. This SIVA business was made by Clovis Bray, who Fen and Whatever-good used to work for. There was the simulated emotions as well that were transmitted biologically and mechanically by Guardians a while back there too. Secret-y nonsense that not even the Warlocks understood. The Iron Lords returned and as much as I adore my brothers and sisters here… I think even Saladin realizes that my pack is not among them. My calling, yes. I can do the most good here and out in the wilds, not under the Vanguard’s jurisdiction. Systems still remain dodgy but I think I’m finally over it all. The Light fills in what bits are missing from my programming so I don’t even bother with trying to recover any lost memory from the previous 87 iterations of myself. They aren’t me anyway. I’m the only one who’s been a Guardian. Probably has a lot to do with the Vex tech that always makes me malfunction anyway and I don’t want to know more about them. They’re murderous robots. I kill the murderous robots. Tada! The End. Done. Anyways I have this story to record about the newbies who keep trying to climb to the top of Fe- >System reminder….. Meeting with Fireteam member ‘Havoc’ in approximately: 2 hours. Travel by ship will take: 1 hour 30 minutes. >System message: Ughhhhhh… I promised to meet her new protege. Right. This is Blink, signing off.

Log……….. Request Access….. ************************* Access De- >nO FUCK THAT THIS IS MY PROGRAMMING. SYSTEM OVERRIDE. Access Granted….. >System message: It’s gone. It’s gone it’s gone it’s gone it’s gone it’s gone it’s all gone. Why did this happen? How did this happen? Desmond is nowhere- I’ve been looking. Please let him be okay, please please please please- I can’t find my guns. There’s nothing to fight with. Where is Havoc? She was here too. I know she was I KNOW she was. What was his name… what was his NAME. I’ll KILL him. How DARE he. HOW DARE HE. >Proximity alert: friendly signature detected on approach >System query: identify signature. who’s still here >Signature identified as: Rabbit (Fiery Space Witch) >System message: Oh praise the Traveller, it’s Lyra. Someone’s alive. Someone’s safe. We need to get out. Away. I still need Desmond oh please please let him be- DESMOND. >Desmond: “Guardian… You’re alive.. I was so worried….” >System message: It’ll be okay. We’ll be okay. I was so scared. The Light is gone.

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