[Artwork] Xiuying


Yes, I'm aware she kinda looks like a dude and has interesting hair. It's part o...
2024-07-13 10:30:57 +0000 UTC View Post


Yes, I'm aware she kinda looks like a dude and has interesting hair. It's part o...
2024-07-13 10:30:57 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: don't know if you remember this character, but Meng Yi mentioned her in chapter five.
She's a main character, so she gets an introductory chapter.
Hope you like it.
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Xiuying
Most people don’t think about it, usually because pretty much everyone they...
2024-07-11 18:22:07 +0000 UTC View PostMeng Yi’s plan is brilliant.
Utterly insane, mind you, but brilliant. And like all insane but brilliant plans, it is simple but necessarily layered.
See, there are things called hidden realms in this world, which are basically pocket dimensions that spontaneously pop up and disappear in entirely random locations.
Since these hidden realms are… well, hidden, and, in proper ...
2024-07-09 17:55:42 +0000 UTC View PostI wake the next morning, refreshed, hungry, and to the sight of Meng Yi walking in with a small table laden with food.
“You have to be a mind reader,” I say.
“You cultivated for hours yesterday and ate nothing besides a qi pill, anyone in your shoes would be hungry,” she says.
She sets the table down on the bed with me, and I check out the spread.
I don’t recog...
2024-07-09 17:52:15 +0000 UTC View PostThe following day is paradoxically one of the most interesting of my life.
On the surface, it has no right to be, considering Meng Yi has basically banned me from stepping foot outside my room until I can at least conduct myself in a manner even vaguely similar to Xian Qigang. Or, rather, ‘my former self’ as she’s told me to think of him.
Don’t know why she bothers? I have z...
2024-07-09 17:49:27 +0000 UTC View PostRolling…
962 (Noble Rank)
Reward: The Path of the Sun Emperor Cultivation Method
It takes my brain a minute to comprehend what just happened. And then it takes a minute more to truly grasp the enormity of it.
When it does though, there is only one thing I can say.
“Holy Shit.”
“B...
2024-07-09 17:36:40 +0000 UTC View PostAnd then the girl says words that really scare the crap out of me.
“Who are you?” she asks. “Because you are not Xian Qigang.”
My immediate instinct is to lie. Bluster and hope that I can convince this girl who clearly has history with this unfortunate Xian Qigang chap whose body I’ve shanghaied that I am him.
But, as soon as the idea comes, I let it go. Tha...
2024-07-09 17:34:38 +0000 UTC View PostEverybody has fantasies. And by that I mean sexual fantasies.
Some people’s are super kinky stuff; like being peed on by an amputee or something, while there are others whose sexual fantasies are so vanilla that it’s kind of sad that they consider those to be fantasies in the first place.
I happen to be one of the latter.
See, my greatest sexual fantasy in life is to be wi...
2024-07-09 17:33:01 +0000 UTC View PostSynopsis: Xian Qigang was a typical xianxia young master; arrogant, narcissistic, and cruel.
Well, I guess he wasn't so typical, because even his own family couldn't tolerate him.
So much so that they sent him off to some tiny town where his stink would no longer rub off on them.
Xian Qigang is gone now though, and through no fault of my own (I think) ...
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Tuesday, 12 April, 2011.
Morning.
Contrary to what one might think if they didn’t know him too well, Brad Meadows was, in fact, not an idiot.
A racist, sadistic combat junkie, yes, but not an idiot. No, he simply let people think he was so they would underestimate him.
Few people had ever seen through this façade of Brad’...
2024-06-03 11:05:12 +0000 UTC View PostTuesday, 12, April, 2011.
Morning.
…“Taylor? Taylor, are you okay?” her Dad asked, and Taylor nodded, eyes never leaving Black Leg’s.
A sound like a thousand chainsaws started up outside and Black Leg frowned and, even as Taylor stared at him, disappeared.
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This couldn’t be a coincidence, Taylor decide...
2024-05-26 15:56:41 +0000 UTC View PostTuesday, 12, April, 2011.
Morning.
After the events of that morning, one might be under the impression that Taylor Hebert might skip school for the day to stay home and deal with the stress of The PRT practically accusing her of attacking, or at the very least, having a hand in attacking, Sophia, but that impression would be wrong.
...
2024-05-24 19:26:57 +0000 UTC View PostTuesday, 12, April, 2011.
Morning.
Agent Wallis pulled out one of those new, fancy phones that were all screen and showed him a picture; “Do either of you recognize this individual?”
Behind him, Taylor growled in barely restrained annoyance, and Danny, with the deepest feeling, muttered; “Fuck me.”
“So, you know him ...
2024-05-23 10:06:49 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: sorry this took so long. I have no excuse.
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Tuesday, 12, April, 2011.
Morning.
The last few days had been weird for Taylor, and if someone had told her that her life would somehow get weirder from there, she… well, no, she wouldn’t have doubted them, because her life was shi...
2024-05-20 18:40:17 +0000 UTC View PostMonday, 11 April, 2011
Night.
Sophia Hess (because Shadow Stalker is too chuuni a name for me to take seriously, even in print) was a hunter; a predator. She was a shadow in the night. The terror of the wicked.
She was vengeance.
Pfft!
On a serious note though, Sophia Hess thought she was hot shit (even though the only t...
2024-05-09 17:47:39 +0000 UTC View PostMonday, 11 April, 2011
Morning.
Bakuda (because she’s the kind of chuuni loser who goes by their cape name even in their own heads) was a lot of things, and a follower sure as shit was not one of them.
Lung knew this of course, it was obvious from the way she’d reacted when he’d tracked her down and ‘asked’ her (in a total...
2024-05-06 19:05:40 +0000 UTC View PostIt was 6:30 AM on Monday morning, and, just like it’d been yesterday, the first item on the order of business for the day was a full attendance team meeting.
Rory wasn’t surprised. Scuttlebutt (by which he meant he’d heard from Assault, who’d definitely heard from Battery, who [presumably] had heard from Miss Militia) was that last night, two capes, Glory Girl and a newbie, had ca...
2024-05-06 08:38:34 +0000 UTC View Post“Sorry, to get in the middle of this,” Prince said, somehow much closer than he’d been what felt like a second ago, “but they’re coming out.”
The Dallon sisters shared a look and a silent agreement passed between them; they would table this for later.
Vicky Dallon had no idea what was going on with Amy; maybe it was stress from the late nights she always had on the weeke...
2024-05-03 19:03:51 +0000 UTC View Post“Hi, the name’s Vinsmoke. Prince Vinsmoke. You can call me Black Leg.”
“Um, hi,” Vicky said straightening, “I’m Vicky Dallon. Glory Girl. But I’m not in costume right now so Vicky’s fine…” she trailed off, staring at the stranger, Black Leg’s face.
Amy wondered what was so special about it until her sister spoke.
“You said to call you Black Leg,” sh...
2024-04-30 10:11:03 +0000 UTC View PostMost people didn’t know this, but Amy Dallon, more commonly known by her hero name Panacea, was not a pleasant person to be around.
They didn’t know this because, thankfully for them and for Amy’s family, Amy didn’t like to be around people.
In fact, she rarely ever interacted with anyone unless her much more amicable sister Vicky, more commonly known by her hero name Glory ...
2024-04-28 12:01:55 +0000 UTC View PostSometimes, not always, and really not even that often, Danny Hebert hated his daughter.
Just a little bit.
It hadn’t always been this way. In fact, in the grand scheme of things, it was a fairly recent development, having only began a little over two years ago, when Danny’s wife, Annette, Taylor’s mother, had died in a car accident.
Annette had always been a rather reckl...
2024-04-28 11:59:19 +0000 UTC View PostWhen Thomas Calvert was four years old, he wanted to be a superhero… well, no, actually, that was when he was five years old, when he was four he wanted to be a giraffe (he thought they were the coolest things ever with their long necks and their fancy patterns).
So, to reiterate, when Thomas Calvert was five years old, he wanted to be a superhero.
There were n...
2024-04-28 11:56:50 +0000 UTC View PostTaylor Hebert was a dumbass.
She would argue vehemently if you ever called her that to her face, of course, but that wouldn’t stop it from being true; Taylor Hebert was the biggest fucking dumbass in the universe.
Worse, she was a suicidal dumbass.
Now, you’re probably thinking to yourself; “Are the harsh words really necessary? I mean, the girl isn’t the brightest, tr...
2024-04-28 11:55:15 +0000 UTC View PostSeventeen year old Lisa Wilbourn, also known as the villainous cape Tattletale, and once known as Sarah Livsey, was pretty sure that her boss (who, she would like it to be known, she only worked for under duress) wasn’t particularly attached to the idea of her continued survival.
Hers or her teammates.
This was because, first, he’d done something as monumentally daft as making t...
2024-04-28 11:53:35 +0000 UTC View PostSynopsis
A new player is in town.
He’s got a list of names, and he intends to check them all by Christmas.
Oh, don’t worry, it’s for a good cause.
A/N: the One Piece tag in the title is really just for the insert's power set.
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It was Saturday, the 9th of April, 2011, and Taylor Hebert, depressed, grieving, lon...
2024-04-28 11:51:45 +0000 UTC View PostTwo weeks ago, if someone had asked me what I was most likely to do if I found myself isekai'd to Gotham City, I don't know what my answer would have been, but it would probably have been something along the lines of ‘jump off a bridge and hope I wake up anywhere else.’
And I probably would only have been half joking too.
What I'm quite certain it wouldn't have been, is ‘start...
2024-03-28 17:27:47 +0000 UTC View PostBarbara “Barb” Gordon
It was late Tuesday morning, and Barbara Gordon was spending it the same way she'd spent many of her mornings for the last three years; she was getting her ass kicked by Bruce Wayne.
Bruce liked to call it training, and when he wasn't handing the eighteen year old her ass in eighteen different ways, she generally agreed with him. Rig...
2024-03-26 09:13:06 +0000 UTC View PostI look at Keisha.
“Guess we're going to dinner,” she says.
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“I don't like this,” Annie says for what is likely the thousandth time.
Okay, that's not true, a thousand is an exaggeration, it's actually been more like a hundred.
“Yeah, we know, Annie. You've said. Repeatedly,” Keisha grouses without interrupting the application of her mascara.
... 2024-03-21 17:17:22 +0000 UTC View Post