Fengqing
are you in love yet?
Bésame
bind
do i wanna know?
Golden Light Soothes a Hurt Heart
hard to reach (harder to love)
I Didn’t Mean It (I Did)
i have died everyday waiting for you
i won’t run from you
little beastie
Morning Sun
Mu Qing and his Cursed Luck
The Chapstick Challenge
The Five Sweetest Words
The Meaning of a Dream
The Rivals Edition to Hate, Joy, and Love
Things We Lost in the Fire
To Trail A Killer
try to be rhythmical
Waffle Irons and Autumn Warmth
we wake up together and you suggest we eat breakfast
where you go
would rather be a headache
you, my antagonist
Quanyin
between a wish and a prayer
cold hands, warm heart
consolation match
gifts
rough
Shuangxuan
a better ending
All That Was Lost, All That Remains
Blessed Beginnings, Blessed End
bringing in the wine
critique
empty waters
even the mayflies fly away
feast
if you can’t summon the flames directly from hell, store bought is fine
living with the ghost magnetic
of debts
On Working With A Water Demon
pearl
returning tides
sink
Still Waters
stronger currents
the art of cruelty
the tide it takes me away from you, and it brings me back again
the vicious, vengeful sea
too good at goodbyes
venues
vermilion
walking on air
welcome to my cage, little lover
your hand on my waist, my hand on your swim trunks
Luo Family from PINTWILF by @tossawary
WangXian pokemon au!!!
CW for kidnapping and general bingge behavior
Bingge, who has wrenched gods from the heavens and made use of countless divine treasures, ripping through the folds of time-space with xin mo to find and crush the orchestrator of his misery. He does not think it will be hard. He expects his creator to be an old creature, immortal and mighty as time itself; perhaps they will be calm and speak of fate, as though bingge’s suffering was naught but an ant struggling in the dirt to them; perhaps they will be cruel, having taken true delight in making his life agonizing.
But in a dingy apartment, small and cramped and stained with water leaks, he finds sqh working. The night is late and the only thing that lights up sqh’s face is the glow of his laptop. It’s almost divine. But bingge catches a glimpse of sqh’s face, and see’s him - so young, and yet impossibly weary and aged by the dark circles under his eyes and the weary blankness of his expression. This is no lofty god, conducting fates from upon a cloud. This is a creature who needs to eat and sleep as bingge once did.
Sqh turns when bingge steps on a crooked floorboard wrong, making it squeak. There is a bare fraction of a second where sqh looks upon bingge, and his eyes widen with emotion- recognition, panic, awe, fear. In that moment, bingge leaps forward, and knocks sqh clean out before a scream can even begin to form in his throat.
For a moment, bingge holds sqh. His creator, his god. Sqh is a faint weight in his arms, made haggard and pale by years of being shut away. But his face is softer in sleep, younger. Bingge enters his mind through his dreams.
He learns all there is to know of ‘Shang Qinghua’. There is no great tragedy to his life; he is no wayward orphan, or abused stepchild, or prince fallen from grace, or any other physically beaten and bereaved creature. But abandonment still lingers around him, the hurt of rejection buried deep. He is as resigned to his life of unpleasant work for survival as bingge is to his shallow existence and hollowed heart. Where bingge clings ever tighter to any love he can unearth, sqh shies from it, afraid to gain something for fear of the slight chance of losing it again. Here, in sqh, bingge finds the root of himself. He finds that which birthed him - that which held him close and nursed him, and released him onto the world as both a survival tactic and a buried cry for help.
Here is his creator, his god. His.
Perhaps it is not love bingge feels, not in the way he sees married couples love one another (not like his own marriages, no - he has long since learned that his marriages, even to the women he genuinely cares for, are not born of a true love). But it is a bone-deep feeling of belonging, the sense that a mechanism has clicked into place and is running properly for the first time. Here is the connection he has so craved; an utterly undeniable binding of red thread, a bond that cannot be broken by things like distance or emotion. Sqh is his, inasmuch as he is sqh’s. Creator and creation, god and vessel, mother and child.
Bingge’s suffering was molded by sqh’s hand, yes. But it was not without purpose, no - it is bingge’s suffering that has been given the dual purpose of keeping food in sqh’s mouth and kept him from going mad with lack of catharsis. Bingge has always, always been able to suffer any hurt if it would aid someone, and so he cannot help the thrill that he feels to know that his agony had meaning. It is a flaw he shares with his creator; for why else would sqh change the story of his heart to suit the whims of faceless people, to cater to their desires? Bingge feels every ounce of resentment flood away.
Bingge cradles sqh’s body on the apartment floor. The light of the laptop continues to pool over them, washing out the color in sqh’s skin, making him look as delicate as porcelain. Bingge wonders what color he is under the light of the warm sun. He gently tugs sqh’s hair free of it’s tangled hair tie, loosening the unwashed strands. The room smells of sweat, and salty noodles. Sqh’s strange clothes fit him ill, bulky and oversized, as though he was trying to trick himself into believing there was someone nearby.
He is small and dirty and weak, but bingge finds this irrelevant, if not comforting. Here is one who would not scorn his child self, grubby-handed and shoeless and starving. What is a physical state, in the end, when it can be changed so easily? Bingge will wash him and drape him in fine clothes, and feed him by hand until he is radiant, and then people will look upon sqh and see what he is - bingge’s.
(He knows, from looking, that mbj is sqh’s most beloved creation. His favorite. A toy made just for himself, carefully hidden from the greedy gazes of his readers. Bingge does not mind - for he is the first, and he will not be jealous of the little pet sqh made for himself. Perhaps mbj would be better suited to a bed than the battlefield anyway, he muses.)
Without another look or another thought, bingge rends the world with his sword again and steps through the hole, god cradled in his arms
There's something poetic about the fact that Luo Binghe's most prized possession is a fake jade Guanyin pendant--objectively a counterfeit, cheaper version of the original, yes, but something that holds immense emotional value to him because of the kind and loving memories of his mother that he associates with it.
His first and only love is his Shizun, who is, in a sense, similar--a counterfeit, not actually a lofty immortal master, but just a guy who got transported into the body of one. A knockoff, but one that Luo Binghe cherishes dearly because unlike the original, he was kind and loving. He made Binghe feel cared for, once upon a time.
And, at the end of it all, Binghe, after years upon years of having thought he lost his mother's pendant, his Shizun's care, is told that both have been nearer than he ever could have imagined. Shen Qingqiu gives him back the pendant, and says, "stop saying that no one would ever want you," because the pendant is proof, he is proof, that Luo Binghe is loved in this world.
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Mobei-jun from SVSSS
Submission: He's a demon tsundere who doesn't realize his human boyfriend is scared and easily squishable. Got demoted from king to cabinet minister during a hostile takeover but is pretty chill about it. Huge boobs.
Zhuzhi-lang from SVSSS
Submission 1: Snake boy my beloved
Submission 2: I love him
Hello....just want to say thank you so much for your posts, especially, about SVSSS....Can I tell you something? I just started reading MXTX works last year, and since then, start searching many meta analytical posts about them....And most of them favored MDZS and in second place TGCF.... Not many of them made SVSSS their no #1 favorite....And then I found your tumblr.....
Thanks so much for sharing your writings, they're amzing....💐🥰🤩
Can I ask your opinion on something? One of the person (that I found) who also loves SVSSS, said that they hate SV Binghe because he seems more "pathetic" compared to PIDW Binghe (which they loved)? They said, SV Binghe seems more whinny and childish, etc....I don't really agree but don't know how to said that....
Wat do you think about that thought above? Is there still a bit PIDW Binghe inside the SV Binghe?
Also do you agree that Tianlang Jun and Zhuzhi Lang are a few of the best villain characters from MXTX works?
Sorry for this super long ask, and kinda stupid questions from me at the end....
svsss supremacy yeah scum villain truly is the neglected eldest child… but there are a bunch of really great blogs here that post primarily scum villain content! @/piosplayhouse has an ask with a collection of links on their page with art, fic, meta, etc. from various folks and it’s a really great resource to check out some of the amazing creators in our little corner here :)
so, here’s the thing about comparing sv!luo binghe vs pidw!luo binghe. i think they have one major difference, and it’s rooted in how they express their anger and dissatisfaction with the world.
pidw!binghe, after being pushed into the abyss by shen qingqiu, learns to externalise all his anger. think, “the world has never shown me any kindness and therefore the world itself is fundamentally flawed, in order to survive i must take what i am owed,” in the sense of strength and power and influence. pidw!luo binghe becomes saintly ruler and demon emperor because it’s his way of exacting revenge, because he thinks that it’s the world’s penance to him after putting him through so much suffering for so long. there’s no end goal in it—no shizun to win back, no peaceful disciple days to return to—and so he becomes this bottomless well of want and anger, which exacerbates the problem. “any slight will be repaid a hundredfold,” indeed, because he’s never experienced satisfaction, and will never know when to stop. his want is aimless and cold and destructive, without direction to temper it. what is there to be sticky to when he doesn’t want anything directly?
scum villain luo binghe, who received three years of kindness from the man who later on pushed him into the endless abyss, learns this from it: “there is something fundamentally wrong with me, therefore i must make the world my own to become better, to justify my existence, to regain even a glimpse of that kindness i received.” any time we see luo binghe’s anger, it’s predominantly internalised—he hates himself so deeply because even when he received kindness, there was something to take it away. he interprets the common theme in these losses to be himself, his own faults and failings as a living being. but he only wants one thing, and he wants it so desperately that it nearly eats him alive. in some ways, he’s pathetic and sticky because of this—he knows exactly what he wants, and that he’ll do anything to get it, and once he has it he won’t feel the need to go out and get more power or influence. so long as luo binghe has shen qingqiu at his side, the rest of the world can go fuck itself. it was all only ever a way of increasing his value in shen qingqiu’s eyes, to make him regret tossing luo binghe aside and take him back.
but pidw!binghe and sv!binghe share the dna of their personalities otherwise—powerful, decisive, unhinged, manipulative blackened protagonists with generally questionable methods of getting what it is they want or need. both binghes are capable of human stick-ifying someone. both binghes learn to view the world as strictly transactional: nothing ever freely given, only ever earned or taken by force. shen qingqiu is a sacred figure for them both in that he’s pivotal to luo binghe’s worldview, and where his anger is aimed to cut. internal, external. himself, the entire world. and, i would say, both binghes are sticky and pathetic—he was, after all, originally written by shang qinghua as a thinly veiled fantasy proxy of himself, and shang qinghua is notoriously both sticky and pathetic. you can make all the arguments you like, but i think something many writers can agree on is the excising of our own traits and implanting them into our characters, seeing those traits get either amplified or frozen over depending on the events that happen to them. pidw!binghe is never safe to be sticky and pathetic, and because of that he never wants anything enough to be that way. sv!binghe was safe and sticky for three years, and so does everything in his power to return to that.
(additionally: there’s an excellent twitter thread posted by @/zykamiliah that really cuts to the heart of luo binghe’s “childish and whiny” behavior and the gist is that it’s an act. it’s an act to make himself palatable enough to love, it’s an act to make shen qingqiu comfortable giving him affection. it’s an act, borne out of traits that he just amplifies because he’s scared he won’t be loveable otherwise.)
all this is to say that there are, of course, so many differences between pidw!binghe and sv!binghe. i know they’re listed out in the bingge vs bingmei extra (which i won’t have until november, sigh), but “sticky and pathetic” is actually a trait i think they share, only it manifests differently based on their experiences, is either amplified to increase his chances of receiving affection or crushed deep into him to ensure he doesn’t lose what he’s taken for himself.
(also you pose an EXCELLENT question regarding tianlang jun and zhuzhi-lang that i really do love but this is so long already so i’ll answer that in another post and link this one)
I think part of the reason I’m so obsessed with MXTX’s works is the way that each story seems to hold you gently as say “Your kindness mattered. It didn’t alleviate the suffering, it did not undo the pain. But your kindness mattered.”
Kindness could not erase Luo Binghe’s abuse, but it changed the story into a kinder one.
Kindness did not stop Wei Wuxian’s death, but it did save a-Yuan.
Kindness did not undo Xie Lian’s suffering, but it renewed his sincerity to help others.
Kindness did not change the entire world, but it helped create a softer future.
Its such a nice message, that maybe kindness will not protect you, maybe you don’t see the outcome of it, but you should still try to be kind, and I love that honestly.
I don't know which is the original manga but once I saw it I knew it had to be turned into Bingqiu
Original:
bro shut the fuck up im analyzing homoerotic subtext