I think Doffy is a perfectly constructed snack for autistic people. He's a puzzle, he's a ridiculous contradiction, he scratches the itch, he's so devastatingly hot in a weird way that makes my legs tremble. He's a bottomless pit of wonder. He pairs well with almost anyone and anything. He's a tradegy, a drama, a comedy. He's fucking EVERYTHING (pun very much intended).
Nghgrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaahhhhhhhhmmmhhhhmmmmm.
The problem is it's an obsession and he's under my skin and I'm living in his head and I want to touch his chest and peel off those ridiculously tight pants
is now a good time to say that i will NEVER take you seriously if you pull some "i like every genre but country and rap" shit? like oh that's so interesting! you're so cool and upper class, should we call Elvis Presley? should we have a party in Central Park?
It sucks when you have to try to put together why your cat started acting weird but everything has happened so much and now you're on your second period in like 3 years so trying to find The Trigger That Affects It Now is like playing a King's Quest game.
Like ok if I put the chair on the table does that help? Will it help if I offer you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich? Probably not but I'm at my wit's end here
'Fuck', you could hear him gasping for air. The heinous actions you performed to the man mutilated in your bathtub left him croaking in pain. Screaming for help, screaming for you.
Sure it was torture for you. Still being able to hear his dying breaths while you were a coward. Burying yourself under the cover, tucking your head beneath the pillows in a poor attempt to hide yourself from your own actions in your bedroom. The walls between the bathroom and your room did nothing to silence the sounds of the man actively dying.
And you had the nerve to cry. How for a single moment could you be so evil? Though, it wasn't for him. Every tear shedding for another selfish reason. No amount of liquor you drank before prying what you needed from the sorry soul in the bathroom would help you through what you've done. Nor would it allow you to see this through till the end.
You could end his life, why be hesitant when you've done this so many times? Kill. Dispose. Clean. You've been here numerous times. Why should who you've been torturing for the past few hours in a desperate attempt to get answers matter?
You've done everything you can to prolong his pain. Leaving him crying for the gods he never believed in.
It was heart wrenching. He was important to you, one you could imagine taking over the world with. A lifetime companion that displayed nothing but loyalty and love. You fought a lot throughout your past, an occurrence destined to happen based off of the sheer amount of time spent around each other. Growing together. No matter the disagreement. One would consider him your right hand man. Until now. Perhaps that's why it hurts so terribly. He's vowed his soul to you at one point. Now here he was, making a feeble attempt to turn you in, he should've known better.
It was pitiful, the way he had to learn that you were as ruthless and disgusting as every rumor detailed. Describing how you would stop at nothing to protect yourself and those that could easily expose you.
That was when Tseng learned too, after calling him over to help him take care of your little problem. The lengths you were willing to go through. It both entranced and repulsed him.
I just want to publicly announce that @bowlbirds is an enabler who keeps adding new “to do”s to my fic list and it’s the worst:
- Okay I came up with a 17th century baron Kaner & farmer Jonny myself, and with the help of a bunch of other people, and I’m still obsessed. Don’t let me do research into fruit manuals to see which fruit was considered an aphrodisiac. I already might.
- And there’s a 1988 musician au somewhere that was actually @bagelhagel‘s fault
- But bowlbirds was definitely the one to suggest dryad Jonny and Patrick and like ... that very quickly evolved into nectar jizz? (Don’t ask, seriously, you don’t want to)
- Somewhere in between something about Jonny fucking Patrick lookalikes and it’s angsty but then less angsty, and I’ve talked about this with more people too, and I’m pretty sure I came up with this one myself
- There’s also a cocktail bar thing where Jonny’s an ex-NHL barista and also an Experienced Bisexual and Patrick is a closeted gay current NHL player and they’re both idiots (in love)
PS there is internalized homophobia and shower sex in all of these (except maybe dryad AU, they probably fuck in the rain though) because I have no self control and I DO have a brand.
Here have an early modern peach drawing:
according to John Gerard’s Herball, they cause “[e]ngender naughty humors”
how do u think jyl coming back to life post-canon BUT it was at the expense of jc would go? ive been posting a fic abt that rn but,,, heehee i would love to hear your take (in general) :3 there are so little jyl coming back to life fics :'( (in my fic jc survives purely for ym siblings reconciliation haha)
I approve of your Yunmeng Sibling feelings agenda, and tbh Jiang Cheng trying to kill himself to bring Yanli back only to fuck it up so they can all be alive to cry on each other about it is definitely my favourite take on that concept.
If Yanli comes back at Jiang Cheng’s expense, (I’m assuming he uses the same array Mo Xuanyu did), I think both Yanli and Wei Wuxian are deeply fucked up by it, Yanli especially. We know how she feels about her little brothers getting hurt, and there’s an extra edge to Jiang Cheng being willing to/wanting to write himself out of existence to bring her back. Wei Wuxian is probably miserable about his brother killing himself, upset about how his invention provided both the means and motive, and experiencing some guilt and self loathing about having Yanli back under the circumstances. I assume he tries to fix it and maybe gets a little mad scientist about it. Jin Ling gets to develop even more complexes- he’s already lost so much, and now he’s getting back the mother he never had the chance to know but at the expense of the closest thing he had to a parent. Politically, I think unless Yanli has Jiang Cheng’s body and can get caught up on 13 years of politics without too many people noticing shit hits the rails pretty quickly. 3/4 of the great sects being destabilized all at once is just unlikely to be a good time for anyone except maybe Huaisang, and he probably didn’t want to do that much work.
I also think that in-universe a soul being destroyed is an extra level of awful for anyone who cares about that person- they all grew up with tangible proof the soul persists past death, so a loved one being permanently destroyed is not only a big deal, it’s unforeseen and not something they’re really equipped for. I’m always kind of sad about how Mo Xuanyu didn’t even have anyone to mourn that aspect of his fate.
