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Let world give me fanfics I want - an d now I want hurt and tortured in past Shen Qingqiu finding love and care and family. So literally fluff, if it's omegaverse it's even better, with tragic and horrible past.

Okay so I just want someone to made fanfiction about Mo Dau Zu Shi.

Like, guys, I got this idea and try to write something like this on my native, Polish, but its just not the thing I want?

Lemme explain, okay?

So, I think about cultivation world. Like, they're cultivating, right? They collecting qi, energy having its origin and beginnings in Nature, right? So, what if there were people who has that one big connection with Nature, that understands it so much, that it somehow became painful? People sensitive to energy to such an extent, that they can read mood in the crowc just from air? People with natural empathy, not only in character, But also having a real capacity for Empathy after passing a certain border of connection with Nature after starting the process of puberty? People this could be this rare that they're respected and valued, protected. Powerful and wise in way normal cultivators aren't. Connectet to natural order of universe in way that they're almost one with energy in the air, that they can cultivate almost without trying.

These people, with their abilities, are called saints.

Of course, their qi affinity is high, but in the world I think 'bout even this can't help them, if something horrible happened. In the world I think about, Jiang Yanli is one of them.

And Wei Ying next one.

I think about is as Saints being blessings for the family, and that no one can give birth to more than one Saint for WHOLE family - no brother of yours, no cousin, no distant aunt can bring from your blood next Saint to life. And this could be the only one proof Yu Ziyuan needs to be sure of her husband's love for her and children's, and his loyalty for her, to became more responsible for Wei Ying, and giving them proper childhood along with her own children. As it should be in the original.

I think about world, where even being a Saint, someone precious to world, cannot bring you absolute safety, because you still can fall under pressure, poison, expectations, like Jiang Yanli as young child, in world I imagine. And only many years of care, and medicines, and love of family and help from other Saint, like - i dunno - maybe Wei Wuxian absolutely loving their Shijie as Jiejie and protecting her and heaaling because they're family. Because, you know, demons of the heart can last longer that you can think, it's hard to take care of them, and they're plus poison could almost kill our sweet Yanli?

But - she will recover. Of course she will. I wish for a fluff.

I imagine that in this world for no reason in the generation on Yanli, Wangji, Wuxian, Xichen, Mingjue, and others, for some reasons are born ten times more Saint than normal. I imagine normal amount are like three, and in the dark times like War Against Xue Chinghain number 7 is something that is unbelievable.

I imagine in this world, that Saints are addressed little differently. Like, I dunno. I use for one of my works (because yes, I try to write it, but I'm not good and wish I could see someone writing it too, because wanna see what someone else could do with this wonderful idea) I made it that Woman Saint is addressed as Ayi Surname. For examples Ayi Jiang. Ayi Wei. (I wrotey own ff about it, I did it before. I wanna fem wei ying okay? Thx do anything you want with this it's just for some plot i want, you stay with boy wuxian if You want I wanna read as many ffs about is as possible and many wariations, just give links in comment if you want use something from this post ideas okay?) Male Saint could use Aya Surname. Aya Lan. Aya Nie.

FunFact™ — in Polish language word Nie, so Nie Huaisang surname, means NO! Hehe its funny when you read polish mdzs ff's and see jokes about it.

Like, it's not this much. Only some idea or two. But if someone get really good at plotting and making worlds, it could be awesome. I'm just not right one person so I'll leave this and look. If someone could be inspired by this. Try it! Anything can do, I want to see what ya people could do with using this!

Good Luck, People!

There was time when I was extravert. I like to meet new people and try to engage with them very often.

Now I work as shopseller and I just wanna throw my punch in face of bastards that are coming here.

Is that strange that I don't want to get shopping or something, and just want to get into bed, roll with Blanket or something and just sleep and read some good stuff with snacks?

I just hate socializing right now.

Okay, imagine the world, where everyone has special power.

Literally everyone.

And in that world, where almost everyone had that ability, you were born without it. You were born without something that society take as granted, and what depends on everyone lives.

This is the world of anime/manga My Hero Academia.

Imagine live in that kind of society! Imagine, that everyone judges you by something you don't have, the way you were born. Like, people are just crazy! Don't y'all think that?

Tell me. Tell me, why all of us live in that kind of society, when quirks are just synonym of your race, skin colour, gender, orientation, religion.... Why people are just framing racists?

Of course, some people trying to do something with that. But, Iit didn't work. Or at least I can't see that this actions make changes. I know - to change something we need much more time. And this drives me crazy. This mean - I can't be that free in my words like I want to be. This means, I need to hide so much of myself, because my surrounding are... Well, not that kind. This means...

Well, this means I can't be myself, and can't live freely.

And not only me.

So just tell me - why we all don't just, right now, roght here, join forces all together and make a big wave? Why we must take small steps, to make smallest change and.... It didn't even work for long?

Just tell my why this shitty world must be that shitty.

Honestly, this is both depressing and really heartwarming. One thing I hate most about our society currently is how they convince people that their only worth is in working, and if they can't, they're useless. Like imagine thinking humans only purpose is to basically just be a fucking robot. Man, just make a fuckjng robot then! Don't give me that bullshit. (Not talking to you, btw)

Demons and monsters that torture people because they feed on human suffering are so dumb. People are suffering everywhere my guy go literally any place and take a deep whiff.

I don't understand hating someone should totally explain why people hate on each other yo. I actually don't understand most social stuff. People tell me I'm autistic but I don't believe them so it doesn't matter !!

Socieetyyy

Eyeyeuwyayaya

Bweh

Do you know what I hate? What I'm really, really angry at?

We're not allowed to express love.

And it pisses me off.

Yes! That boy in my class looks stunning in that green sweater! I gaze in awe at the way my friend looks like an urban goddess at midnight drenched in street lights, surrounded by dancing teenagers at a party in the theatre parking lot! Another one looks like dawn and summer fields fell in love with her! I adore the way my classmate dresses like a punk fairy, with dirty blonde braids reaching to her hips and grazing her red leather jacket! The boy who lends me his eraser has the most fantastic sense of humour, the way he looks down for a second before he grins!

I love herb gardens! And perfume oils! Old books and fantasy novels! Dope-ass boots paired with a nice coat and conservative scarf clashing with my pink hair! I love poems! And jasmine tea!

I love how the old Vietnamese lady runs the best soup bar in town. How excited my seat neighbour gets over fancy notebooks. I love it when a fellow teenage girl hesitantly smiles back at me across the street.

Why is she hesitant? Because there's that ever-lasting question. Is this the socially designated response? Am I supposed to react differently? Am I supposed to react at all? Wouldn't it be "cooler" to ignore me?

Is it weird when I tell a boy I hardly know that he looks epic in that sweater? Is it over the top when I tell that girl in my French class how cute her boots are every time she wears them? Is waving at people I barely know but I get a happy vibe from bad?

Is it wasteful and expensive that I love perfume and essential oils? Is me wearing my mother's expensive coat with leather boots and purple hair childish? Is my idealism and wide-eyed hope to be laughed at?

We're not allowed to express love.

I had so much of it.

Gas Prices Skyrocket

He bluffed, “It’s the cheapest you’ll find a vintage sports car.”

She huffed, “It looks rather new for a vintage sports car.”

Love for the ages: soft, steady, slow, and sweet, or a

flame: fast, beautiful, and deadly, like a vintage sports car.

Pulling off her shirt she felt revealed, reviled, repulsive,

telling herself it’s not trashy if you do it in a vintage sports car.

Cherry red, blood red, red wood. Scattered under moonlight.

On the accident report they called it a vintage sports car.

Heaven forbid honesty! Hide your feelings, your secrets,

undercover. Like in the driveway, a vintage sports car.

Status symbols: a Rolex watch, a million bucks, a

yacht in the bay. Trade your wife for a vintage sports car.

The past thrown away, left to rot and not be remembered.

Left to decompose in a junkyard next to a vintage sports car.

Lost, lonely, loveless? Ditch the club, forget online dating.

One thing that can never leave you: A vintage sports car.

To escape your problems you must run far away.

My suggestion? Zero to sixty in a vintage sports car.

A gold-digging robbery! Get away with his money, his heart,

a license plate reading RAY-RAY on a vintage sports car.

Scary puppy

The Close-Up Face of a Spider.

my dad, trying to explain the concept of money to me: say you have a sandwich, and i need your sandwich. but i don't have anything to give you. you're not just gonna give it to me.

me: i would just give it to you.

my dad: