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Look, I read.  A Lot.  The dozen-books-a-week type. Except my bestie introduced me to free fanfic online amid highschool, which is both free and requires no rushing to the library before they close. So.  Between classic-definition Epics and endless one-shots and everything in between? Yeah.  I read A Lot. This is for That Sort of stuff.  Prompts, ficlets, recs, headcannons, and of course Analyses Galore, of everything from fanfic to comics to novels and historic media. 99.9% reblogs, ofc.

[mockingwing]

danny tucker and sam procrastinate doing their homework during a study session by making this image and danny sends it to vlad at 3am on a random tuesday and vlad just stands outside on his balcony with his hands behind his back for like a good hour and a half

[bearcosmic]

Tim, walking into the Batcave and noticing everyone’s distraught appearance: What’s wrong?? Who died??

Stephanie: We have bad news Tim. You should sit down.

Tim: Oh shit did someone actually die?? Who was it this time?

Dick: Remember that civilian that we catch trailing after us every so often? The one who was involved in the Penguin incident awhile ago?

Tim: Oh. Clarissa O’Neal? What about her?

Damian: She was taken hostage by one of Black Masks henchmen. We didn’t make it in time to save her.

Tim: ? And that’s why you guys are so upset? C’mon guys lighten up, it’s movie night

Jason, getting visibly pissed: What the Fuck dude. A civilian we were close to fucking died because we didn’t make it in time

Dick: I know you didn’t like her much but show a bit of empathy Timmy. You usually take these situations seriously

Tim: I’ve been trying to kill her off for ages. Why would I be upset??

Steph: Tim you have 10 seconds to fix your attitude before i fix it for you

Jason: Since when do you take people’s lives so lightly? Dude you need to leave before I do something i regret.

Tim: I didn’t know you guys were so attached to her. I could revive her if you want, but honestly it’s more effort than it’s worth. And she was getting unwanted attention from the rogues so she had to go.

Damian: Revive?? Timothy what are you on about? And why are you saying that like you personally set up her demise?

Tim: Because I did? The planning for it took forever but I have to admit everything went a lot better than I was expecting.

Dick: TIM WHAT—

Jason: WHAT THE HELL—

Damian: MURDER? You?!

Steph, screaming over everyone else: WAIT SHUT UP

Steph: TIM NO YOU DID NOT

Steph: TIM DON’T TELL ME YOU DID IT AGAIN

Dick: Again?!? What are you talking about?!

Steph, laughing: Guys calm down. HE was Clarissa

Tim: You guys didn’t know??

Jason: HOW WERE WE SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT THE HISPANIC LOOKING WOMEN IN HER MID TWENTIES AND A CRIME ALLEY ACCENT WAS YOU

Dick: Tim i am THIS CLOSE to burning down your disguise room.

Damian: Timothy explain yourself

Tim: I had an undercover op that I needed a female field agent for a couple years ago to infiltrate penguins operations. Over time She became a bit too important and Black mask was threatening her. So I decided to kill her off. I got the info I needed already and it was becoming a bit of a drag keeping up appearances

Steph: You need to stop getting us emotionally invested in your aliases and then killing them off. This is the fourth time you did this to me. I’ll never forgive you for Alvin Draper, I still grieve him even though i know you’re alive!

Tim: YOU guys need to start recognizing me in disguise. Worlds greatest detectives MY ASS

Jason: DUDE YOU GAVE YOURSELF DOUBLE D’s WHY WOULD WE ASSUME THAT WAS YOU

Damian: My training in this area has been neglected. Timothy show me your disguise lair

Tim: Sure, after movie night. Let’s go

Dick: This is gonna bite us in the ass. Damian is already so good at impressions. We will never know if someone we are talking to is him or not

Tim: LMAO When i’m done with him? Yea everyone’s fucked

Steph: It’s gonna give Roger from American dad

Bruce from the corner: *Breathes a sigh of relief*

Bruce at the Batcomputer: *Sighs and moves Clarissa O’Neal from ‘Real Civilian Death’ folder to ‘Tim’s Fake Identities’ folder. Creates new folder labeled ‘Damian’s Fake Identities’

[marble-arch]

They closed the portal. Amity Park stopped getting ghost attacks. Vlad and Danny's parents did not take it well, but they handled that too.

Until they realised it was keeping Danny from fulfilling his Obsession to Protect.

It affected his concentration first, his health second.

But he still refused to re-open the portal. Inflicting harm on the people he's sworn to guard for his own needs is anathema to the fulfillment of his Obsession.

Jazz suggests he divert his attention to another core part of himself.

His love for the cosmos.

Danny starts going on space expeditions in Phantom form.

He goes to Mars and brings back samples. Pokes around Saturn's rings. Takes a nap on Pluto.

It helps tremendously.

Until he starts leaving the solar system altogether. He meets new alien forms, makes groundbreaking discoveries he cannot share in a scientific journal.

It's wonderful. That's the problem.

Space as an Obsession is all-consuming.

When Danny thinks of getting back home to check on his friends and turn back into a human, decades have passed.

Danny does not grow while he is in ghost form. He still looks like a teenager. His friends are middle-aged.

His parents are dead.

And his human form is different. As his ghost form has accommodated his Obsession by developing space-related powers, his human body has adopted the traits of the alien forms he has encountered. They are subtle, but in a dimension where he is the only hero of Earth, they unmistakably mark him as other.

He makes a portal to the Ghost Zone and begs Clockwork to send him back so he can return to his friends and family.

Clockwork congratulates him on taking the first steps to becoming the Ancient of Space.

"I cannot give you back the decades you lost, because even sent back to the past you will be stuck in the same dilemma. You cannot stay grounded on Earth without acting as a guardian spirit, and space makes you forget your anchors to mortal life. What you need is to fulfill both."

"How?"

"In a dimension close to this one is a world of heroes you would thrive in. In that world, an organisation called the Justice League was founded to protect their Earth and galaxy from all who would seek to threaten them. Lend them a hand, and you will fulfill both of your Obsessions as well as grow in your role of Ancient. For every year you do so, I will give you three days, six hours and five minutes to spend with your loved ones in the past."

"What do you get in return?"

Clockwork tilted his head.

"I do not think you realise how dangerous the malleability of a halfa's Obsession is. If you start forcusing on the time you have lost too much, you risk developing powers that will let you unravel the timeline, to devastating consequences. I will do all I can to steer you in a better decision, both for your sake and this world's."

[rheitais]

Dp x Dc Prompt - Strongest soldiers

Lois knows it. You know it. She is simply THE reporter. Even in a man's world she was the best at what she does. No one could replace her even if they tried.

There was plenty of ruthless competition but they were either too pushy with their clients, not well connected or straight liars. She knew damn well that the liars were simply people getting paid to spread defamation. And god does she hate that.

There was one in particular that was really bad. One of the first ever heroes, Red Huntress. A woman in a male dominated field. In that she would praise the hell out of her.

Yet there was little to almost no coverage on her. The only time anyone even mentioned her was because her cape partner Phantom would praise her to death. Yet that was it.

No one had gotten an interview with her. There were no accurate intel on her aside from some blogs that recorded her earlier days into her career. Everything else was pure fan theories or straight damaging rumors with no evidence.

Perhaps the huntress didn't care. But Lois sure did. She made it her mission to write a piece on the heroine.

Getting a hold of her wasn't easy though. Even being as well connected as she was after doing this for so long. Contact with anyone from Amity Park, the hometown, was like calling a ghost town.

Lois decided to take the trip instead. Modern tech made life easy but to her, this wasn't meant to be easy. Putting in the work the old fashion way was the goal.

Her best friend Clark had some thoughts but she shut them all down. Yes superman wasn't exactly allowed in that area. The local heroes sworn him off or something to that extent. So if something were to happen she was on her own.

Lois found it hilarious. As if she wasn't a grown woman doing dangerous stuff since forever. Laughable. She reassured him that she would be fine, though she didn't promise him that she would stay out of trouble.

When she arrived. Let's just say she was attacked immediately. She definitely didn't ignore all the warning signs that the locals told her about. Of course not, that would be utterly ridiculous.

"And you are on crazy lady." Lois found herself happily in the arms of her very annoyed target.

"Am I?"

"For jumping into a banshee storm? Willingly? Yes."

[Masterpost]

[littlewhiterabbitb]

Seeing marclef's Fakey art got me to remember this really, really old doodle I still have.

Smol bean, big cookie~

Vanishes back into the shadows

[emis-liushen-vibes]

One funny part about the idea of transmigrator Shen Yuan, transmigrator Shen Tang and Shen Jiu as a trio is that Shen Jiu gets to go from "great, I have to deal with these two problems" to "oh, so this is what it's like to have someone who won't abandon you" to "oh no, my stupid siblings will actually die before they abandon me and I don't want that".

Another funny part about the Shen trio is that Shen Tang absolutely wants Shen Yuan to be happy and date, while Shen Jiu does not think anyone is worthy of either of his siblings. So you have someone trying to help Shen Yuan realize he's not straight and someone trying to keep him in the dark as much as possible.

Honestly, these three are so funny together.

[akaanmo]

happy bday timmy!!

[tossawary]

Thinking about how Han Solo is apparently a regular visitor to Tatooine and Different First Meeting AUs... if Han Solo had fucked up and gotten into horrible debt earlier, maybe Jabba might've forced him to become a podracer or something. He IS a hell of a pilot. (He's maybe even a little Force sensitive about it!) Humans don't tend to have the reflexes for podracing, but that's fine, because the crowd likes a good deadly explosion every now and again.

The funniest stupid thing that could happen here is some podracer promoter looking at Han Solo and going, "If that's fake, that's a stupid ass name. If that's real, that's stupid ass name; never use your real name. We've got to get you a gimmick, kid. We've got to make up a persona. We're gonna sell a storyline, so you can do better for yourself than just helping Jabba fix the races to get the most of the sports betting money."

(Download the new Duel of the Fans app for live betting on wins and crashes today!!!)

"There's only been one human podracer of any note here, some really tiny kid about 30 years ago, and people still talk about it. So we're gonna say you're him all grown up and coming home. We're gonna build on something here. No, I don't know how humans age and I don't care. You'll be wearing a helmet most of the time, and then we'll just say you look good for your age. Humans are ugly, who can tell? Kid, we're going to make you a STAR."

And fine, whatever, it works to start out with. Han is mainly focused on not dying, both on the racetracks and at Jabba's terrible, non-stop parties he's forced to attend sometimes. (Boba Fett SUCKS; Han would shove that guy into the sarlacc pit if he could get away with it.) He's GOT to find a way to get himself and Chewie off of this awful sand planet...

And then this belligerent teenage farmkid shows up like, "I heard about your podraces on the radio! Are you my DAD?!?!" And also two Star Destroyers are suddenly looming overhead, full of Imperial Security Bureau agents AND Imperial Inquisitors, demanding to know how Jedi General Anakin Skywalker is alive and why he's making dramatic villainous speeches kayfabe-style about how he's going win the Mos Espa Belt for humans everywhere on the Coruscanti Galactic Sports Network's Outer Rim Podracing channel.

[batsandbirdbrains]

When the other Batkids find out Dick and the other original Titans actually lived in Titans Tower by themselves, as teenagers, with zero adult supervision, I want them to get so excited and ask what it was like, it must’ve been so much fun, how cool.

And Dick just remembers the oddest shit.

How everyone lived off of cereal for a week straight because no one knew what to buy at the grocery store.

How everyone got food poisoning when they ate nothing but mini corndogs from Wienerschnitzel for five days because they were having a promotion and it was cheap.

How none of the Fab Five will ever eat at Wienerschnitzel ever again because of said food poisoning incident.

How Wally failed his high school English class that first semester they lived in the Tower because no one was around to force them to study or do homework, and he ended up having to go to summer school and they all made fun of him for it.

How Dick started living there at 16 because Bruce kicked him out so the others stayed with him in solidarity.

How they all continued working as the Titans with Dick as a giant fuck you to Batman.

How they stayed up for two days straight hacking both the Justice League and the department of water and power because Bruce was petty and didn’t pay the bill for the Tower, so they stole the money from the JL’s account and paid the bill so they could get power and running water back (they’d been using a generator to do said hacking).

He looks at these kids who he desperately hopes never have to feel as scared and powerless and alone as he felt those few years he lived in the Tower.

And he tells him, “It was alright.”

They think the world of Batman and the other JL members. He won’t ruin that for them. Besides, the Fab Five hate the JL enough for the rest of them.

[batsandbirdbrains]

I keep thinking of an au where somehow the fab five just don’t know Robin/Nightwing’s secret ID but they know he somehow has done every possible side job known to man, and it just becomes like the running joke from American Dad with Roger having a million disguises/personas

Dick: You should look him up, tell him I sent you.

Wally: Irwin Beyer, Junior, acting coach. This-this is you, isn't it? I'm-I'm gonna get down there, and it's gonna be you.

Dick: It's a strong possibility.

Or the four of them are at some class he recommended they go to for whatever reason and they’re all excited waiting around until:

Roy: The teacher here is supposed to be the most intense and demanding instructor in all of clowning, and... shit, it's Rob, isn't it? It's gonna be Rob.

Dick, bursting through the door in his disguise of the day: Alright, jackoffs, the name is HJ Rimmons!

[marble-arch]

Had this mental image of Danny graffiti-ing the Watchtower so I had to draw it lol

[headspace-hotel]

I've gotten some really interesting insights by thinking of fanfiction as the "default" mode of storytelling and thinking of original fiction as a variation off of that

Across the (several) novels I wrote as a teenager, nothing ever fit into the "rough draft -> more polished drafts -> final draft" sequence.

I would write something that was supposed to be a first draft, then completely rewrite it to the point that I didn't have a first draft and a second draft, I had two different first drafts. My sense of what I wanted to write evolved very quickly, and I never reached a stable enough sense of what my stories were about that I could begin to refine it instead of being trapped in an endless cycle of scrapping everything and starting over

My adventure with Bucky Barnes fanfiction (first reading it, then writing it) led me to these things:

multiple different, mutually contradictory versions of the same story can exist and all of them can have value at the same time.

The idea that writers imagine "their own" stories and characters out of nothing is a cultural idea we made up. Nothing is really "original," we just have a (legally enforced) cultural norm of making stories appear separate by giving characters distinct names, using different plot and worldbuilding elements, not deriving too much from any one particular influence

Being a storyteller is deeply connected to being a story-listener. You have to hear the story before telling it yourself.

the concept of "originality" makes it really difficult to learn the storyteller/story-listener thing, because the way we're taught to see it is that writers can somehow, like, sublimate everything they read into raw Ideas and then use those ideas as ingredients to create Their Own Thing.

Which, yes you can pick and choose what tropes you want to use, but breaking something down to its atoms means you can no longer see how the thing works as an organism, because you took it apart.

I think our culture has difficulty seeing stories holistically because the idea of "originality" is so pervasive.

Playing in an environment where the storytellers are exchanging the same story, telling and re-telling different parts and in different ways, deriving ideas from each other and refining those ideas with further iterations until they become their own "canons" that sprout more stories, helped me understand a lot of things I didn't understand before.

In the Bucky fanfiction ecosystem, those ideas and tropes that were assembled to form the whole weren't just interchangeable parts anymore: it was clear how they supported certain themes, evoked certain emotions, explored certain ideas, and so on.

The "nodes" of story that clustered together and intensely cultivated new variations were functionally entangled with imagery, symbolism, and particular literary techniques, and seeing how different storytellers engaged these things taught me a deep understanding of their possibilities.

Therefore when I got it in my head to write my own fanfiction I had done a lot of deep thinking about what my take on the story was going to be "about" and the themes it would engage and the techniques it would use to do that. Because I had already read 30+ different iterations of the story of Bucky Barnes, the man who would become the Winter Soldier, that were all compelling in their own way.

I'm starting to think that this is a fundamental part of the storytelling process and the idea of "original fiction" has grimed it up a little bit. You have to hear the story before you can tell it.

Is it possible, I thought, that this is what a "first draft" often functionally is? I ended up writing so many "first drafts" that were just sloppy assemblages of ideas I imperfectly guessed I might like, and once they were assembled, I realized I didn't like those ideas and what they communicated.

So I thought, What if all writing is fanfiction, and when you write a first draft, you are essentially writing something to write fanfiction of.

This way of thinking of it is fascinating in what it implies. Fanfiction is not a linear continuation or refinement of the original; it can be a retort, a further extrapolation, a complementary piece, an antagonistic refutation. There's always an inversion: listener becomes teller. In other words it implies that first draft and further drafts are a call and a response, rather than an increasingly "improved" version of the same thing.

It suggests that it's actually fine or even expected to have multiple drafts that aren't necessarily linear improvements on each other. It also suggests that a first draft shouldn't be read thinking "okay how do I improve this" but "what sticks with me about this?" The failures or inadequacies of the first draft are not so much things to repair as things to respond to.

I don't know what I think about this, because honestly, after experiencing fanfiction, the intensely private nature of writing original fiction seems to run contrary to the nature of storytelling, which is communal.

I have a sort of distaste now for the idea of creating a story, characters, and world that is "mine" and that mine is the definitive and "real" version of. I don't want to be fixed into the "teller" role, it's not right. I don't know what to do with this feeling!

[papayafromtv]

a lot of people keep asking for more expansion on the whole jason todd's PTA war with the HOA association in his neighbourhood in the batcom series, so i feel like i should let you all know i'm not ignoring that. it's just that i took the concept out of the batcom verse to be it's own fic. and the initial estimate for wc was 7k. and it's at like 20k rn. so that's gonna be finished in the next day or two. cause i'm stupid

[suzukiblu]

WIP excerpt for ActualGnome; "feral Kon and liger pups". content notes: feral behavior, nonconsensual drug use, unknowingly enslaving a sapient person. (( chrono || non-chrono ))

So Kato just ignores Father's pulling and burrows down into Father's stomach, because obviously he was gonna do that. Father wheezes.

Very silly.

"Kato!" Panthera calls, taking a step back and clapping her hands together. "Here, boy!"

Kato immediately goes limp on top of Father with an unhappy whine, flattening out on top of him like a blanket. He never likes to get up off Father, so she doesn't worry about him being bad. Kato's never bad; just sometimes he sulks a little. And also Father spoils him, Mother says, so Kato doesn't ever really think he has to get up off Father. And well, Father does spoil him, which Panthera thinks is okay. But also Kato is really super cute when he wants to cuddle, so Panthera understands.

They kind of do have to let Father up, though. Probably.

. . . well, Mother could just be in charge, really. But also Father's wheezing even worse now, so probably they should still let him up.

"Kato!" Panthera repeats firmly, clapping her hands again and then pointing down at the ground in front of herself. "Here, boy!"

Kato gives her a sulky, pouty look, then rolls over and kneads at Father's stomach as he curls up on top of him again. So he's very sulky about getting up off Father today.

Well, he usually is. And he hadn't seen Father at all yet today, either. So it's fine, Panthera decides.

"Oof," Father groans. "Kato, boy, please. I can't actually leave Tawna to run the whole kingdom without so much as a by your leave. She'll throw me to the reef. She'll throw me to the bats."

Kato just makes another grumbly noise and starts chewing on one of Father's spaulders. He only dents it a little. And this time he's not chewing on Father's crown, so he's being so good!

Panthera knew he'd be so good.

[greenflamedwriter]

His precious disciple

tags: unfinished, prompt, Luo Bing-ge X Transmigrated disciple Shen Yuan. Shizun!Binghe / Post-PIDW Heavenly Demon Emporer Palace Master takes on a scrappy little brat of a disciple whose self-suffiecient and becomes the most beloved favourite of Huan Hua. How can Luo Bing-ge cope with these cretins trying to steal his disciple now that he's come of age- what do you MEAN Luo Binghe said he wanted nothing to do with the brat what does that have to do with it!?

Luo Binghe is admist a scuffle with a Demon in the middle of a forest,

So theres a scuffle and he comes across this scruffy street rat and scoffs like "Ew why should I even waste my time on you?" so he leaves the brat jokingly going "If you find me THEN I'll be your Shizun-"

This is right after he comes back from the scum villain world seeing the imposter binghe married to the nice Shizun, so this Bing-ge is wearing qing jing robes so the kid doesn't know HE'S the heavenly emperor.

Making it harder for the kid to find him like how can someone like that get close to the emperor and seek an audience it was lose-lose.

So why pray tell was there a kid running across his banquet table running over his food prepared for his wives with guards on his tale and landed before him with a gap toothed grin.

"Found you, shizun."

Then the kid gets tackled to the ground and his wives are screaming that this child assasin got close.

Luo Binghe thinks he is so bored he'll do it, he grabs the kid by the scruff of his collar and asks his name.

The kid bows and says "This Shen Yuan greets Shizun."

_______________________________________________________

Luo Binghe is a hands-off Shizun, because Shen Yuan is a transmigrator he has inside knowledge of PIDW so given the chance to live in the Palace, food and a roof over his head sorted resources to get a sword and access to the Palace Library- he doesn't even realise Luo Binghe is not being his Shizun.

Manuals sent to mess up his cultivation? Shen Yuan loves it, he takes it as a challenge to prove himself as Luo Binghe's personal disciple.

The abuse faced by other Huan Hua disciples? They are just jealous that he was choosen as Luo Binghes personal disciple and Luo Binghe is probably watching how he'll react so Shen Yuan uses cunning and tricks to not only avoid the bullying but to reverse it and make it where no one messes with him ever again.

His cultivation improves leaps and bounds and he gives credit to his absent Shizun who completely forgot he existed to be honest.

All comes to a head when Shen Yuan grown from brat to a young man in his early twenties, goes on missions and helps villagers, thanks to his Token and advertising as Binghe's disciple he earns a reputation, he finds so many treasures and such- because Luo Binghe is no longer looking for new wives so all the treasures and tasks he did for a wife plot of the week is just left unattended. Shen Yuan thinking "Well since he's not using them more for me!"

However, Shen Yuan can't leave the palace alone even when he was cleared he has to have another disciple accompany him which was Gongyi Xiao, so while Shen Yuan is trying to have a humble reputation and crediting Luo Binghe- Gongyi xiao is ticked off because he saw how unfavoured Shen Yuan is, he then tells the people they saved that it was all credited to Shen Yuan that Luo Binghe is a Shizun in name only. Shen Yuan: ...Are you trying to kill yourself!? Slandering the Heavenly Emperor?

But rumours spread and it came back to Binghe who now has to step in and a new level of training begins, Luo Binghe works Shen Yuan harder, intense physical training, studying texts and barely any moment to rest and Luo Binghe was intense just his attention for his "Precious personal disciple," Shen Yuan wanted to kill Gongyi Xiao for putting the protagonist in his line of sight. He was breezing through Huan Hua life but now it was like military training.

Both crossed swords and Luo Binghe critiqued his fighting style and never held back, it was impossible for Shen Yuan to match Luo Binghe but he had to be strong to even be considered to be representing Luo Binghe.

Given his transmigrator knowledge SY already seems like a child prodigy, outside Huan Hua everyone see's him as the precious jewel and his humble and soft bearing and his attitude of a lofty cultivator has so many people think he's the one good thing from Huan Hua who genuinely helps people he becomes a favourite outside of Luo Binghe.

Which then leads to night hunts, he and Luo Binghe go out and like a personal disciple Shen Yuan has to prepare camping, or inns, and cater to the emperor whenever he leaves. And Shen Yuan hates it he was so used to being on his own that he never saw the need for using an Inn or carriage when a sword will do just fine and he finished his mission before sundown.

And Luo Binghe was acting like the Palace Mistress, demanding so many things, food tea, and sneering at the quality and blaming SY for it somehow. Shen Yuan wants to punch him but can't he'll probably break his own wrist.

Which leads to shenanigans, after a while Luo Binghe finds himself enjoying life outside the Palace on night hunts and seeing this disciple of his light up about demonic beasts and even same some to the detriment of Luo Binghe and he finds his disciple teaching him about the world he conquered.

He finds himself softening up with Shen Yuan and even requesting the young disciple come to court, help him with paper work or even represent him sometimes with the horror of the other lords at court.

Seeing the unfavoured Personal Discipe suddenly being given a favourable position of power and making demands and the token on his hip made everyone bite their tongues AND then chucking vinegar when the plans and deals SY put in place that sounded ludicrous ended up benefiting the people and taxes for Huan Hua and Luo Binghe when he comes back to court praises him.

However the more he grows into his looks the more the wives begin treating Shen Yuan strangely, he assumed it was jealousy that he was taking their Lords time, so he tried to help with time management some wives wanted nothing to do with Binghe so he cut their time and that left more wives enjoying Luo Binghe for tea and asking requests, when Luo Binghe asked Shen Yuan if he had time and Shen Yuan said "yes your schedule is available for another 2 sichen," the wives realised Shen Yuan was Luo Binghes personal secretary and if they wanted to get to Binghe they had to get into Shen Yuans good graces. But when he gets older and looks like a handsome young man some wives Liu Mingyan and Ning Yingying start giving him odd looks, he avoided them unsure if they disliked him or gave him pitying looks.

It is explained when a wife plot revenge happens where a wife brings back Liu Qingge to life so Liu Mingyan would leave the Harem (since she seems favoured by Luo Binghe)

Liu Qingge newly revived and disoriented see's Shen Yuan and walkes toward him with purpose, Shen Yuan flinches unsure wether to run because it looks like Liu Qingge is about to stab him-

Instead the newly revived cultivator begs for forgiveness "Shen Qingqiu this useless shidi apolgises you tried to save me and this one was a fool and almost hurt you."

Liu Mingyan gasps, she and everyone thought Shen Qingqiu murdered him but it wasn't true and Shen Yuan is staring down hands held up awkwardly trying to get the ar god to stand back up but he floundered more.

"Uh this one...my name is Shen Yuan I'm not Shen Qingqiu." how could he be mistaken was he confused?

But the looks of the wives, confirmation of Gongyi Xiao and how most people in court gave him pitying looks as if he was a dead man walking.

"Master Gongyi, do I resemble Shen Qingqiu?" Shen Yuan was shaking, if that was true then-

"Yes, it wasn't obvious at first but when you grew older you began to resemble Shen Qingqiu...and that was around the time Luo Binghe began to take notice and took your studies more seriously you both spent more time together."

Shen Yuan was going to be sick, and with the confirmation of both Liu QIngge and Gongyi Xiao, Shen Yuan sent a letter to Luo Binghe knowing by the time he recieved it he would be long gone.

Shen Yuan took nothing, it would be ungrateful and he had no right to take anything from Huan Hua he found robes discarded from a criminal and left his token on his bed in his rooms.

He wasn't like before when he was a kid, no strength and unable to provide for himself so he can survive now.

As soon as Luo Binghe saw it he flew into a rage, he hunted down Liu QIngge grabbing his color and demanded what he said to his disiple.

Liu Qingge sneered that Luo Binghe's sick game was over to hurt someone who happened to look like Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe was befuddled he had no idea what he was talking about.

"Shen Yuan looks like Shen Qingqiu? DO you believe this Lord to be simple? This disciple knows Shen Qingqiu this one has been with Shizun and knows his face more than anyone else-" Luo Binghe froze looking around at the others, his wives court lords and even disciples like Gongyi Xiao were staring and Luo Binghe's eyes narrowed.

"Did you all think this Lord was entertaining Shen Yuan only to waste all these years and his potential because he happens to share that scumbags face?"

"Others specualte he was Shen Qingqius reincarantion, others see many similarities-"

"Only those who have never seen Shen Qingqiu before if he was here it would be night and day- Shen Yuan loves teaching disciples he is gentle with them-"

"He uses a fan,"

"So many other people use fans, he likes demonic beasts and Flora and is lazy but when he wants he is the most hard working disciple here and puts many of Huan Hua to shame- to compare him to that thing Shen Qingqiu is insulting not only Shen Yuan but to this Lord as well!"

Luo Binghe shoved Liu Qingge and stomped away, that brat shoved his way to his palace annoyed Luo Binghe to death lazed around reading and sneaking away during the night past curfew causing dissent and discourse in the palace only to make it better to rework the system to Luo Binghe's favour and earned more and more reach as Luo Binghe saw the benefit when Huan Hua was in the palm of Shen Yuans hands and now he wanted to leave?

Luo Binghe was surprised Shen Yuan had his blood mites he can't remember giving SHen Yuan food with his mites, being in a palace full of people sometimes gave him a headache.

(Its because Shen Yuan as a child before he infiltrated Huan Hua found food dumped outside and he was starving and one of it was a wifes plate that was tossed out that held blood mites in it)

Shen Yuan is found and Luo Binghe gapes to see Shen Yuan no longer wearing the quality robes of Huan Hua, hair done up in a simple pony tail, a rented sword (Shen Yuan gave his sword back along with his token feeling he has no right to use those)

And Luo Binghe hates it, he hates that Shen Yuan has to take work and be snubbed by people judging him as a rogue weak cultivator and talked down to and he's still humble and soft spoken and even when he helps the village the chief does not pay him the proper amount but Shen Yuan accepts his meagre pay and goes to get more resources to aid his cultivating jobs, joss paper, quicken pouches.

[haveihitanerve]

big fan of Bruce refering to any of his children as "oh yea thats my kid from my [blank] marriage"

He's never been married. No one except for the kid he's refering to and the other "parent" knows who he means.

Dick? Yeah, that's the kid from his first marriage. He and Clark have never been romantically involved, but that's Step-Dad Clark to you, Damian.

(Barbara is his Step-Child. He's currently in that Marriage Number Zero with her Father. He knows it. They don't talk about it. She calls him Dad on weekends.)

Jason? Mhm, that brief stint as Brave Little Warrior makes him child from marriage numero dos, with Diana, of course. Go kiss your mothers cheek, don't be disrespectful now.

Tim? That's BatCat's child, yeah. Marriage number three and actually they never divorced but its #Complicated so don't ask him any questions about it, he gets sensitive.

Damian is the youngest but somehow he managed to be the child of Divorce Number One, and no one is willing to explain that one to anyone who asks.

Steph? She's somehow both the second child of marriage number three and the grandchild of the child from marriage number one. It's complicated. She carries a whiteboard and red string around and is willing to explain it to anyone who asks.

Cass? He created her via mitosis. She's the child of his first birth. People don't know how to deal with that sentence when Bruce says it. That's why he keeps saying it. She says it too. People have stopped asking and they say it anyway.

Duke? The only child of Situationship Three. Hal is offended that's he's third.

"Okay, but consider- you're the only one who I had a child with, Hal." "Spooky. We didn't have fucking shit. He- He's black." "Are you being racist right now, Papa?" "I'm- we're both white!" "Are you a deadbeat dad?" "No, no- fuck you! He's mine and Selina's, now. You don't get any claim, White Fuck." "You're white!" "Sorry- are we implying that you and Selina did-" "Not like you! It's like a disease with you!" "Guys you're not even married I can't be a child of divorce like Damian... also Lina already has two children." "She can have another. It's not like B isn't doing it." "So you agree he's mine-" "Nope, I'm taking the rights." "YOU DIDNT WANT HIM-" "And so yet another child falls the victim of the foster system. Can I train with assassins too?"

[ahsoka-in-a-hood]

Apparently some people still need to hear this so: using an 'ai checker' is still using ai. If you are feeding someone's fic to one of these checkers, you will still not be sure their fic is ai because they are not 100% accurate, but you can be 100% sure that you are using ai. For fic. Furthermore you are doing the work of an ai scraper for them. You are, personally, feeding the machine. There is no actual excuse for using an ai checker on fanfic as a hobby. YOU are the problem.

If you think a fic is ai, mute it and move on. That's it. That's all you do.