#oops!!

[average-3ds-enjoyer]

even ms. saviour complex herself can’t fix her..

[silentheiss]

When Shen Yuan transmigrates in his definitely-not-favorite novel, he’s ecstatic. Sure, dying sucked, but he got a second chance! In a body that looked exactly like his, only healthy and with a perfectly good golden core, too!

He’s a rouge cultivator now, with a cool sword, enough money, long-ass hair and zero actual responsibilities!

So, all in all, Shen Yuan hit a jackpot. He travels, makes notes of monsters he sees and sometimes fights, collects rare herbs and flowers and feels just great.

He feels decidedly less great, when after defeating a Six Eyed Spider Viper in some nameless, remote village, he receives a bride as a payment. It shockes him into a stupor for long enough for the villagers to think he actually agreed, so as soon as he can talk again, he blurts out the first thing that comes to his mind:

“This one is already married!”

It doesn’t work as well as he hoped.

“So Nie Rong can be a second wife.” An auntie, possibly Nie Rong’s mother, waves her hand dismissively at him.

“No, no,” Shen Yuan scrambles. “This one wasn’t being clear enough. This one is not in position to take wives! He is- is, uh.”

“Master is a wife?” Nie Rong chrips, her cheeks reddened.

“Uh. Sure. Yeah.” Shen Yuan would like to leave the village immediately. A thrill of defeating a cool fucking monster wasn’t even worth the embarrassment!

“Master’s husband must be quite powerful to get such a cultivator as a wife.” One of the villagers says, eyes glinting with suspicion. “Who’s he?”

“This one’s husband is indeed very powerful.” Shen Yuan squeezes out of himself, taking a step back. “Very possessive, too.”

“How come he lets his husband travel so far?”

“Oh! It’s easy, really. This one’s husband’s harem is big enough to slip away for a week or two!”

An agitated murmur passes through the small crowd. Shen Yuan sighs, feeling the control of the situation slipping through his fingers.

“He doesn’t sound like a very good husband.” One of the aunties says. “Maybe you should divorce him and marry our Rong-er after all.”

“This one’s husband is not someone one just divorces.” Shen Yuan takes another step back. “Thanking everyone for kind words, but-"

“Oh.” Nie Rong says, eyes downcast. “It’s the Emperor, isn’t it? That’s why Daozhang can’t leave?”

“Yes!” Shen Yuan yelps before he can really think. “So you can see how the situation is difficult for this one.”

It’s a shit solution to a problem. Might be the worst, actually. But then again, Luo Binghe would never know and Shen Yuan gets a perfect excuse if something similar ever happens again.

And it does happen. Quite too often, if Shen Yuan is honest — shouldn’t all the girls belong to the protagonist anyway?!

So, Shen Yuan uses his perfect excuse: No, he cannot marry your pretty little daughter, he’s an Emperor Luo’s husband. And: No, fellow rouge cultivator, he will not share your bed, he’s spoken for!

Everything works without a hitch, until one day Shen Yuan walks into an inn where he’s been staying for last couple of days and comes face to face with the Emperor of Combined Realms, Lord Luo himself.

Shit.

[deadlyr0s3]

POV she asked me to slap her ass lmao

[ohmylaurrd]

My babysitter’s a vampire blackhawks edit from the vampdard truther… we could have never seen this one coming

[indigoisaspookyghost]

the worst part about getting close to people as an OCD haver is having to imagine their deaths and especially the aftermath in vivid detail while they’re just. chilling.

me: contemplating the details of their funeral, physically shaking and close to tears

the person: sitting around thinking about what they wanna eat for lunch

like okay but. but we could Not. there is no issue here. there is NOTHING going on right now to provoke this. there is no reason why we shouldn’t just. chill. we could just not be doing this. why are we thinking about this now. they’re literally fine.

[change-name-later]

They make me so ill. What do you mean during the whole night after breaking out. WPNZ not only keeps thinking about how fun he’s having. But keeps comparing the feeling to how he felt when he was with his EX WIFE 😭

[swainconnors]

to be good

She’s spent so long fighting a brain that seems to work against her. Being tormented as she overthinks every word, every action, constantly chasing some sense of worthiness that's always just out of reach. And she's so tired of it all. So tonight, she doesn't want to have to choose what to be, what to do. She doesn't want to have to think at all. She wants that control to be ripped from her grasp. Wants instead to place her mind entirely in Carla's hands, to let herself be unravelled till she knows nothing but her. She needs to let go of everything else, to become suggestible and pliant for Carla to shape however she pleases, to be taken however she wishes. Until she knows she's exactly what Carla wants — until there's no more room for doubt. Until she's good.

(Or: Set after Carla goes to visit Lisa in her office in the 25/06/25 episode, Lisa plans an evening taking care of Carla, and Carla finds a way to take care of her in return - an exploration of Lisa's need to be useful, her struggles with letting Carla in, and most importantly, her praise kink.)