cringe is dead but im still kicking

academia? like the nut?

svsss Scott Pilgrim au where Luo Binghe has to fistfight every peak lord in increasingly ridiculous fashion in order to win Shen Qingqiu’s hand in marriage

Overwhelming consensus in the notes so far

A little time together

[ID: Digital art of the Liu siblings from Scum Villain. They're sitting together in front of a window, reading a thick book together. Their heads are leaned close together and they look concentrated. The lighting is pale and the drawing has a subtle pink hue to it, giving it a peaceful atmosphere. /end ID]

I have been thinking about the blackening (as one does)…

…and it’s so interesting to me, the penalty Shen Qingqiu is faced with should he not decide to yeet his disciple into hell.

Account termination. Instant death. Sent directly home to his already-long-dead body, and that’s it for the villain of the piece who outright refuses his villainy. The protagonist needs a blackening for the story to continue, and Shen Qingqiu is going to provide it or get written out of the narrative. Either way, Luo Binghe is going to lose him. Either way, this is a turning point.

I wouldn’t claim that this is the intent of the penalty, but it fascinates me that the System has, potentially, backed the plotline into a corner - because Binghe still stands to be blackened even if Shen Qingqiu took the other choice.

Think about what that would look like, to him. He’s at the Immortal Alliance Conference, and everything is going wrong. He’s been outed as a demon, and not just a demon - the top tier of demon, as bad as it gets from the perspective of a righteous cultivator. His beloved teacher, the person who has been kindest to him and opened his home and heart to him, is standing there with his sword in hand, deciding what he’s going to do about what must look, to him, like a horrific betrayal. Binghe is apologizing. Binghe is begging for his life.

Shen Qingqiu hears him. Maybe it shows on his face, or in his voice, that he already knew; maybe there’s no hint at all, but Shen Qingqiu is suddenly talking quickly with an abrupt sense of urgency that Luo Binghe is having a hard time keeping up with. Telling him he’ll be wonderful - telling him he’s the best. Telling him the world will be his, with emotions cracking through that aloof mask that Binghe has never seen on Shizun’s face before, and it’s terrifying for reasons that Binghe cannot identify.

(He will, later. When he has time to think, he’ll realize it sounded like a goodbye.)

And then Shen Qingqiu is bleeding. And then Shen Qingqiu is on the ground. And then Shen Qingqiu is dead. There’s no countdown for Binghe - there’s no System, there’s no warning, there’s no answers.

Luo Binghe is a heavenly demon in the middle of a conference sabotaged by demons. Luo Binghe is alone. His fellow competing disciples are scattered, some dead or injured. The Peak Lord of Qing Jing Peak, the second in command of Cang Qiong Mountain Sect, maybe the only person he loved and who loved him back, is dead at his feet. No one will believe him if he says it isn’t his fault.

(He can’t believe it isn’t his fault.)

What choice does he have but to run? The last heavenly demon the cultivation world went up against has been sealed under a mountain for years, and one of the people responsible for that is probably looking for Shen Qingqiu already. They’ll be looking for him, too. There isn’t anywhere to hide; there isn’t any time to mourn.

There isn’t even enough time to ask why. Why again.

There is no closure waiting for him, because there is nothing to explain what happened. It just is.

It would be a different kind of blackening, certainly - less intense, probably, less of a warping, desperate thing. But how many times can one person have all the love and safety in their world torn out from under them before it starts to show? Before they just don’t allow things like love and safety to touch them, because that’s the better option?

Interesting to consider that, simply by offering the choices it did, the System rigged the story to guarantee that Luo Binghe would end up in hell (deliberate or not).

Interesting to consider that, even if Shen Qingqiu made what might have seemed like a kinder choice, there was every chance it wouldn’t have been.

at every angle of shen jiu’s life, qi-ge was there.

until he wasn’t.

sit with me?

the reading comprehension on this site is awful. the true power is in the demon blade. that's how it kills everyone.

really funny to think about pidw mobing actually can u imagine ur boss comes back from his interdimensional field trip and is like alright ive gleaned the key to achieving true happiness: i need to fuck men. and then the camera slowly pans to you

a certified sqh moment

[ID: Digital art of Shang Qinghua from Scum Villain. He has his eyes closed in a forlorn expression, seeming to sigh as he says, "I should be @ the club". From off screen, Shen Qingqiu says, "You're 80 fucking 6 bro". /end ID]

it's so sad traditional marriage is dying. how can adultery thrive in these conditions

love when characters have to have a domestication arc before you can even consider giving them a redemption arc

You guys do know you're supposed to reblog things, right

"well i like this post but i'm worried my followers might not" fuck your followers. The entire point of tumblr is to cause irreparable psychic damage to your followers. We are locked in mortal combat on the astral plane. You must win. You Must Win. You Must Destroy Them.

you: suck my dick me, an intellectual: inhale my richard

here it is! the post that started a “me, an intellectual” hell frenzy, and is officially ⭐ the worst post of 2016 ⭐

you: the worst post of 2016

me, an intellectual: modern art

im laughing so hard because no matter what song you listen to 

spiderman dances to the beat

no matter what song ive been testing it and lauing my ass off for an hour

hey guys do you want to circulate the heirloom dancing spiderman again i feel like we could stand to do that

boss texted me "i appreciate you staying out of the drama in the office"

i literally have no idea what she's talking about

Then you’re doing a fantastic job at it.

i fucking hate when people attribute a lot of the good stuff about indigenous culture to some inexorable Race Quality.

as if having a sustainable, beneficial, harmonious relationship to the land is due to some sort of Magic Race Genes. I mean it's a continuation of the idea that indigenous people couldn't have possibly done all this cultural stuff themselves so it must be hardwired into their biology.

its literally just racism and essentialism.

it's so gross and yet i keep seeing people make this mistake

yes actually this also goes for people who are like "anyone who isn't already an Indigenous Race is fundamentally ontologically incapable of understanding indigenous perspectives or having any sort of non-evil relationship with land."

that's literally just the "native people are strange and alien and incomprehensible and *primitive* and of a fundamentally different Kind Of Human than us civilized people" argument but then you say "and indigenous people are good". like. that's still race realism bro.