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I LOVE SAFEWORD USE IN NONSEXUAL SITUATIONS I LOVE THAT KANT HAD A WAY OF TELLING BISON THAT HE WAS CLOSE TO CROSSING A LINE I LOVE THAT THE SAFEWORD WAS ACTUALLY USED IN THE STORY I LOVE THAT BISON SAW THE SINCERITY OF KANT'S PLEA AND LEFT I LOVE THAT KANT WAS HONEST ENOUGH TO COMMUNICATE THAT BISON COULD DO A LOT OF SHIT TO HIM BUT THERE WAS STILL A LIMIT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT

There’s nothing I love more than stellar analysis 💜💜💜

Hello!! First, I just want to say how much I love all of your THK posts and breakdowns! Your perspectives on Kant/Bison have been really refreshing to see/read ♥️

On to me question/questions: if Kant/Bison were ever comfortable enough to breach the topic of BDSM again, what ways could you see that playing out? Even disregarding the massive elephant in the room (The Betrayal ™️), Bison’s inexperience/hesitance and Kant’s trust issues/control issues/reluctance is such and interesting dynamic, and I’m honestly disappointed at how underutilized it is within the plot. I could talk for hours about my opinions on Kant’s willingness to d/s.

I think, under different and healthier circumstances, Kant might have been more open to such arrangements. Given his trauma, early Parentification, and the lack of control he has with regard to Captain, it’s rife for interesting ways his dynamic could be explored (given proper care and comfort).

Apologies for the long ask/rant! I’m practically foaming at the mouth for someone to talk to this about 🤣

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awww thank you! i'm v happy to hear that 🥰 and don't at all apologize for the long ask, i love getting asks like this!!

the bdsm dynamic is fascinating to me for a number of reasons. i haven't written much on it in terms of analysis because i feel like we haven't gotten enough in canon for me to chew on, but it's sooo very interesting to me for all sorts of reasons. which, while i do wish we had more scenes to work with when it comes to looking at the dynamic, i think the fact that we're only really given episode three and only hints at it other than that is very intentional. because like you said, the circumstances are not super healthy and while again, we've had hints at it, i don't think they've actually explored that dynamic a whole lot post-drugging incident. they've slept together since then clearly, but they also haven't been back to bison's place together, and while it's possible they've used other things, it also makes sense if after that last nightmare incident, if bison is hesitant to use anything but the proper tools/setting for it, yknow? cause even though we haven't gotten to see them talk about it, i'm willing to bet that bison does feel guilty for being an unsafe dom in that instance, if how attentive and caring he was in the tattoo parlor is anything to go by.

i did already say this in my tags on this poll but to reiterate, i do believe we'll absolutely be returning to the bdsm dynamic - it just won't be until POST-clearing the air, which will presumably be happening next episode if the bison making kant a servant to him and crying on the beach tells us anything. which, i do figure we will get a sex scene next episode, but again, i figure it'll be post-all of that as well and probably a lovely little love-making/forgiveness situation alla sandray ep9. yknow the one.

soo, with that in mind, that gives eps 9-12 bdsm potential, and like. obviously there will be drama and plot to deal with as well but i'm sure those kinky freaks will figure it out, i'm not worried about. (though i will say. if my babe dying theory holds true, specifically that it's keen that kills babe while kant and bison are away figuring their shit out, i think we'll find that out either end of ep8 or beginning of ep9. so bdsm might take a backseat for a bit. but nevertheless we will get back at the very least by ep11 or 12! i AM certain of that)

BUT finally getting to what you actually asked me in terms of how i see it playing out, i do hope that they have another discussion about it like they did in ep3. i think now with the air cleared, they'll have to. not just so kant can admit he IS actually into the idea and it wasn't a total lie, but so they can set firmer boundaries now that kant does trust bison. because i think while kant was hesitant of it at first, i again think he was into it to a certain extent - it was just the fact that he didn't trust bison and he wasn't actually able to practice it in a safe way either time they tried. plus, they're both, in reality, very new to the dynamic. kant, who didn't even realize he was into that kind of thing until bison introduced him, and bison, who has done all this research but never actually gotten to dom properly. so, i think they will definitely need to take it a lot slower (which, to be fair, bison seemed far more apt to do that before he was drunk and drugged! i don't doubt his ability to be a good dom and take things slow. i think he was not at all in the right headspace or mindset to be doing anything like that, so obviously he was just acting on his deepest desires. hell, he literally told kant that he hopes he doesn't use his safe word! i do not think a sober and clear headed bison would have even thought to say something like that.)

so, with that in mind, i don't think any other bdsm scenes we get will be quite as intense as that first one from the end of ep3 - unless the much needed conversation happens as soon as ep9 and we get more after that and/or we get a time skip. which, i wouldn't be surprised if we do tbh, at least in like ep12. time skips to show the happy ending is such a common trope, i almost expect we will have one tbh.

but regardless of intensity, i do think the dynamic will be very interesting. i've said it quite a few times, but kant is a character that not only has severe control issues, but also has always NEEDED to be in control. he has had very little actual say in his life, but he has also always had to make a lot of big decisions and be in charge, so in a lot of ways he doesn't actually know how to hand over that control. i think it'll be difficult for him to actually do it, but i think in the end, it is ultimately something he wants and would be good for him. whereas bison is someone that has had very little control in his life and is desperate for it. so, i think it'll be such a good dynamic for them once they are able to talk it out and establish it healthily. it'll be good for kant to be able to get go of his control in a safe environment, with someone he loves and trusts, and it'll be good for bison to be able to have that control he wants so desperately and be able to exercise his clear interest in sadism without truly hurting someone. wins all around!

So... I may or may not be writing a fic...

In the spirit of avoiding my grading papers (the horrors of graduate school), I've begun to toy around with a Fangs of Fortune fic/plot bunny that may or may not come to fruition...So, here is a very very brief snippet from the brain worm that has invaded my thoughts:

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“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”

– Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

Every twitch of his-the wings sends an arc of pain, present but not real, racing up his spine. Fingers desperately strain against the urge to tear them off, to rip the unsightly appendages from their new, still healing joints, where pale skin met sinew and feathers. They were heavy, an unholy weight that unbalanced him, body and soul. He hated it, this nagging, roiling violation, tainting the very core of who Zhou Yichen was- who he would never again be. 

Yichen hadn’t left his chambers for some immeasurable period of time, for the sake of contemplation, or so he very much attempted to convince himself. Really, in some darkened recess of his mind, he knew, hidden, but not wholly, was the aching shame, a sensation that burrowed its way into his very bones, gnawing and taunting at every turn. Each footstep in the corridor, much louder than ever before, every hushed whisper setting his teeth on edge.

Teeth he pointedly didn’t acknowledge had sharpened into fangs. 

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On his third day of self-ascribed solitude, Zhao Yuanzhou finally makes himself known. 

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Anyway, would love to hear anyone's thoughts!

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The Beginning (?) of My Prom/Nont Fic… 👀

Lemme know what y’all thank about my mini ramblings 💪

@echo-story it begins!

A Love Like Ours, coming soon ^_^

@jingooism another jwds fic to melt your heart and make your teeth hurt ^_^

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- you’re beautiful too, unnie.

Ying Lei + ZYC and ZYZ

21. On a place of insecurity

(Ying Lei needs some love in this fandom ♥️)

You're so right, Ying Lei deserves ALL the love!

Seeing Zhao Yuanzhou and Zhou Yichen being disgustingly happy together doesn't get any easier, even with the passage of time. Ying Lei had kind of hoped it would: that he'd get used to them being sappy, and coincidentally going to bed at the same time, and then arriving at breakfast at the same time as well, looking equally sleep-deprived.

It's not that he doesn't want his friends to be happy! They deserve all the happiness after what life has been throwing at them. It's just that Ying Lei kind of wishes he had that, too. He stares into his cup of wine. The others have long gone to bed, and it's really no fun drinking alone, but as long as he doesn't finish this cup he doesn't have to go to bed yet. If he doesn't finish the wine he does not have to finish the empty darkness of his room, and lie awake in the night while his mind fills the emptiness with too many thoughts.

It's trying to do so even now, and Ying Lei has to shake his head to dislodge the thoughts that are trying to drag him down. Perhaps that's why he doesn't notice until it's too late.

Another pair of wine cups appears to his left in a familiar swirl of red energy, and someone sets down a new bottle of wine to his right. Zhou Yichen-daren sits down across the table, and the inevitable demonic presence that follows him elegantly flops down onto the cushion next to Ying Lei. He doesn't even bother to sit upright, and Ying Lei can practically hear his grandfather berating him. Apparently Zhao Yuanzhou cannot, because he leans his shoulder against Ying Lei's and reaches for the wine.

"Drinking alone isn't good for you, little mountain god," he purrs, and pours all three of them a drink. Ying Lei loses his tongue somewhere between feeling the demon's warmth even through his mountain clothes and the way the demon's thin robes are barely being held together by a single ruby-and-gold clasp at his throat.

Ying Lei decides that the sensible thing to do is to ignore him. Across the table Zhou Yichen is staring at him a little too intently, a knowing smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He is dressed at least a little more decently, which is to say: he's not showing any skin. What he is wearing, however, is most definitely a cloak that belongs to a certain great demon, over what appears to be his sleeping clothes… "Xiao Zhuo-daren, I thought you… both of you went to bed earlier. Is there something wrong?"

"Hmm, very wrong," The demon practically purrs as he hands Ying Lei his cup. Ying Lei looks at him and then remembers he was ignoring him and turns back to Zhou Yichen. He is just in time to see him blink away a confused look.

"Our friend seemed lonely," is all the explanation Zhuo-daren offers. "So we decided to make sure you're not," the demon adds. He raises his cup in a toast, and when Zhuo Yichen joins in Ying Lei can't very well leave them hanging.

"To good company," the demon toasts, and they drink deeply. It suddenly occurs to Ying Lei that Zhuo-daren's ... boyfriend? His partner? Zhou Yichen's demon is leaning against Ying Lei, barely dressed, entirely indecent, and Ying Lei is letting it happen. He's also pathetically grateful for the company, and he'd rather the demon didn't move, but he also doesn't want to offend Zhuo-daren–

Someone lightly flicks a finger against his forehead, and Ying Lei is thrown back into the present. "Really, little mountain god, someone like you shouldn't get drunk so easily," the demon teases. He moves to steal Ying Lei's cup as well, but Ying Lei isn't about to let him steal the one thing he can rely on for company. He moves the cup to his far hand and holds it out of the great demon's reach. Zhao Yuanzhou makes a playful grab for it anyway, and for a moment too long Ying Lei is distracted by Zhuo Yichen's smile at their antics. Then he overbalances, and falls over sideways, and the demon leaning against him falls over with him.

The floor is not so far, and there is a cushion left there from when Bai Jiu was sitting on his other side during dinner. He lands softly enough, and even manages to save the wine– and then Zhao Yuanzhou plants an arm on either side of his head, catching himself and looming dangerously close over Ying Lei.

There is an infuriating smile on the demon's face, and he doesn't move at all, so Ying Lei can only lie there, one arm outstretched to hold his cup, the rest of him trapped under the warm weight of a demon. From somewhere above them, Zhou Yichen sighs. "Is this what you meant when you said you wanted to discuss our proposition, you great monkey?" Ying Lei can hear the eye roll that accompanies his words, and he has a front row view of the demon pouting, winking at Ying Lei, and then looking at Zhou Yichen all pouty again– without getting up from where he is practically sitting on top of Ying Lei. Ying Lei wonders what proposition they are talking about.

"Xiao Zhou-daren, sometimes you have to go with the flow! If life gives you an opportunity you should take hold of it with both hands and not let go."

Very carefully, Ying Lei sets down the cup of wine on the floor above his head. With his free hand he starts to lever himself up, fully expecting Zhao Yuanzhou to move out of his way. He should have known better than to expect the demon to behave in any way predictably, for Zhao Yuanzhou does not move an inch. He only smirks wider when Ying Lei tries to sit up and comes to within an inch of those smiling lips before realizing the demon's play.

"O- opportunity?"

"Yes," Ying Lei can feel the breath of that word touch his own lips, and shivers. Zhao Yuanzhou's smile is all teeth now, it is hard to look away. "We thought you seemed… a little too alone. And when we saw you watching us leave this evening we thought: perhaps he could keep us company."

There is something oddly specific about the way he emphasizes that Ying Lei could keep them company. Not his friends coming to drink with him, no: he, Ying Lei, join… them?

"Hah?" the thought refuses to make sense, but the demon only blinks at him, toothy smiley unchanged: dangerous and tempting. "But… aren't you two…?" It seems rude to even say the words, that his friends are sleeping together, living together, practically married except for some paperwork.

"Yes," both of his friends chorus at the same time.

"But then why…"

"Why not?" Zhao Yuanzhou grins. "Only if you're interested, of course," Zhou Yichen adds, ever considerate. "This isn't about us." Ying Lei has so many questions right now, he doesn't even know where to start. He settles for a lame: "I don't' get it," and immediately feels like hiding in a mountain cave for a few years because of how stupid that sounds.

"Allow me to show you," Zhao Yuanzhou grins, and doesn't wait for permission. He closes the small gap between them, and wraps a warm hand around Ying Lei's chin. His lips are hot against his own. Ying Lei gasps, and the great demon uses that invitation to invade his mouth, licking and tasting and stealing his breath–

Then he leans back, and he's still wearing that same smirk. Panic wells up in Ying Lei and he looks towards Zhou Yichen across the table– only he is gone, his seat empty. The warm fingers on his chin turn his face back to Zhao Yuanzhou, and then further to the other side, where Zhou Yichen has sat down next to them. Ying Lei doesn't get the time to worry about kissing Xiao Zhuo-daren's boyfriend-demon-something. Zhao Yuanzhou presents Ying Lei to Zhou Yichen, and Zhou Yichen smiles and wraps a hand around YIng Lei's neck. His hand is cold, or perhaps it only seems that way because Ying Lei must be blushing bright red, and he pulls him close. Zhao Yuanzhou sits back up to allow him space, and Ying Lei moves as if in a dream. Zhou Yichen's kiss is entirely different: gentle and questioning, lips moving together as if partners in a dance. His hand is solid as stone, unwavering and undoubting, and Ying Lei feels like a small stone caught between two great rivers. Xiao Zhuo's kiss steals his breath in an entirely different way, and when he finally comes up for air two pairs of eyes are looking at him expectantly.

So I Just Finished The Brothers Sun…

And I’m obsessed!!!!!

The whump: immaculate.

The family dynamics: a hot mess.

A new favorite sad man: Charles 🤌.

Soooo… I have a couple of fic ideas rolling around in my noggin, and wanted to see what some of y’all might be interested in (I will write even without an audience 🦅🦅🦅).

Ideas are welcome 💪