#bridenapping

He portals in and scoops up Shang QInghua because nope, no longer safe here he's speeding up plans bridenapping and keeping him close fuck the slow burn.

The entire sect is freaking to fuck out.

(Bingqiu bonus

1)where this happens pre-abyss and white lotus Binghe is very interested about demon stealing a peak lord, and how his Shizun knows so much and demons.

Or

2)where post abyss Luo Binghe is planning to join Huan Hua and do slow plan...only then sees Mobei Jun with Shang Qinghua and '...that was an option? he can just go scoop up Shizun?' he throws all patience out the window.

I am new to the TGCF fandom so sorry if I get anything terribly wrong! Here's a fic idea I had that I may or may not write at some point. If you think it would make a good fic please say so, or this may very well stay in my notes forever.

Black Water and Crimson rain are having a conversation about how Black Water has been pushing off his revenge for decades now because he's gotten attached to Lady Wind Master, even if he won't admit it. Hua Cheng gets him drunk enough to talk about it, and He Xuan admits that he's stalling because revenge against the Water Tyrant is literally his reason for existence and the thing keeping him alive, but he knows that going through with it would hurt Shi Qingxian badly. Hua Cheng is just like, "Who told you the only way to get revenge on someone is to kill them?"

Cue pov switch where Shi Qingxian gets bridenapped by Black Water Sinking Ships as revenge against her brother. He Xuan explains the rules of the bridenapping, with Shi Qingxian and his family having a month to break him out of the manor before He Xuan marries the Wind Master and keeps him permanently. The Water Tyrant is fucking terrified, which is exactly what He Xuan wants, and Shi Qingxian is a little frightened at first but quickly figures out that Black Water is like Ming Yi, all sharp on the outside but soft on the inside! The Wind Master does try to escape at first, partially from fear but also because that's the rules of the game! She's got to make He Xuan prove himself! And while the way Black Water said it was meant to imply that keeping her from escaping is to prove his power over her, Shi Qingxian uses it for another test. He Xuan stops her from escaping, but he doesn't hurt her. Isn't cruel with her. Doesn't get upset with her for trying, which she was certain other ghosts would. He's the opposite of rough, despite the demeanor he tries to shroud himself in, and that tells her a lot about him.

Slowly the attempts to escape trickle off as Shi Qingxian puts more of her efforts into befriending and getting to know He Xuan, although her brother's attempts to rescue her never stop. By week two or three Shi Qingxian's only real sticking point is the best friend she has a crush on. She doesn't much mind the whole ghost thing, they really aren't all that different from gods, and she'd managed to get He Xuan to admit he would take her outside of his lair to answer prayers if the marrige went through so she isn't worried about that either. He Xuan is nice when you get to know him, and plenty attractive despite his pale pallor. But what about Ming Yi?

It's getting close to the end of the month when she hesitantly sits He Xuan down and explains that she's in love with another. Although she's also grown to love He Xuan, and she feels horrible having to choose between them. She, very hesitantly, brokers the idea of a threesome. Or maybe a harem? That would be a think a great Ghost King could have, right? He Xuan is grumpy about it but not outright denying her, up until she tells him who it is.

At that point Black Water runs away to go 'blush' somewhere in private. Shi Qingxian was in love with him. Both hims, to the point where he wanted him to be in a threesome with himself. Hua Cheng just laughs at him when he tells him, the bastard, so in the end he has to go back to Shi Qingxian and tell her that he is Ming Yi, so no, he won't be having a harem.

retold by

S. E. Schlosser

There once was a beautiful girl engaged to a soldier who caught the eye of an evil woodsman who had sold his soul for the ability to turn himself into a wolf at will. He lay in wait for the girl when she was walking home one day and accosted her, begging her to elope with him. The maiden refused, spurning his love and crying out to her love to save her from his advances.

The girl's cries were heard by her eager fiancé, who had come searching for her when she was late returning to her parent's home. The soldier drove the woodsman away, threatening him with dire consequences if he ever approached the maiden again.

The furious woodsman lay low for a few days, waiting for his chance. It came on the girl's wedding day. She was dancing happily at her wedding reception with a group of her friends when the woodsman, in the form of a wolf, leapt upon her and dragged her away with him.

The enraged bridegroom gave chase, but the wolf and his bride had disappeared into the thick forest and were not seen again. For many days, the distraught soldier and his friends, armed with silver bullets, scoured the woods, searching for the maiden and her captor. Once the soldier thought he saw the wolf and shot at it. Upon reaching the location, he found a piece of a wolf's tail lying upon the ground. But of the wolf to which it belonged there was no sign.

After months of searching, his friends begged him to let the girl go and get on with living. But the soldier was half-mad with grief and refused to give up. And that very day, he found the cave where the werewolf lived. Within it lay the preserved body of his beloved wife. The girl had refused the werewolf's advances to the very end, and had died for it. After his murderous fury had died away, the werewolf had tenderly laid the body of the girl he had loved and had killed into a wooden coffin, where it would be safe from predators, and he came to visit her grave every day. Lying in wait for him, the soldier shot the werewolf several times as he entered the cavern, chasing him down until the maddened and dying werewolf leapt into the lake and disappeared from view. The soldier sat by the lake with his gun, staring into the rippling waters for hours as the catfish ate the bloody bits of the wolf that were floating on the surface of the water.

When his friends found him, the soldier's mind was gone. He babbled insanely about a werewolf that had been eaten by a catfish when it leapt into the water, and he sobered only long enough to lead the men to the body of his beloved before he collapsed forevermore into insanity. He died a few days later, and was buried beside his bride in a little glen where they had planned to build there house. Their grave is long forgotten, and the place where it stands is covered with daisies in the spring. But to this day, the people of the area have a prejudice against eating catfish, though no one remember why.

How about an AU where Madara time travels and somehow gets it into his spiky little head that the best way to stop the whole Zetsu-destoyed-everything-I-love thing is to remove Tobirama from the equation. Not by killing him, oh no. Not dramatic enough.

He bride-naps Tobirama.

Tajima is just chilling at home one day, enjoying having two children alive and drinking tea and not bleeding out into his armor when Madara comes home from his latest mission and just spits out "I'm married!" He's so proud that Tajima almost doesn't want to point out that Madara is like 12. Then his eldest (living) son plops down Senju Butsuma's youngest (living) son, who just seems kinda amused? but mostly resigned, and is still super proud of himself.

Tajima has to have the Talk with his son, followed up with just what the hell he was thinking. Has either of them even reached puberty yet???

(The answer is no btw)

Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one

I have been enjoying Captured Crimson by Emilx311, as well as the discussion it has sparked on tumblr and discord.  For those of you unfamiliar with the story, its premise is that the Uchiha have a tendency to carry off people with red eyes.  As you can imagine, this makes Tobirama’s life somewhat difficult.

I am not sure if this scene is going anywhere, but consider it my contribution.

Kissed by Fire

It was an accident in the end.  A poor decision on someone’s part, a stumble in the midst of battle, and the sizzling explosive tag went flying through the air to land at the feet of Uchiha Izuna and Senju Tobirama.  Being who they were, the pair didn’t hesitate a moment, immediately disengaging as one of them lunged left and other went right.  

 Not for nothing was Tobirama known for his speed.  The split second of warning was enough to put some distance between him and the tag, but not quite enough.  Ears still ringing from the force of the explosion, the Senju scrambled back to his feet, thankful he still had his sword.  He wasn’t sure how much time he had lost when the shockwave hit, but even a second was too much.  

 Spinning around, Tobirama lifted his blade into a guard position as he struggled to regain his breath. Even without the luxury of a thorough medical examination, he suspected at least one of his ribs was cracked.  Annoying, but he doubted his rival had faired any better.

 Izuna has also regained his feet.  The Uchiha opened his mouth to make a snarky remark only stop mid-word, as he stared at his rival.   Stunned in a way that had nothing to do with the explosion.  “Your eyes,” he whispered.  

 And that was when Tobirama realized.  His happuri. The one his Father had handed to him with a grave solemnity the day before his very first mission.  That he never removed outside the Senju compound, not even when he was sleeping.  

 The happuri that his kin had spent enough coin on to feed the clan an entire winter, paying an Uzumaki seal master to ensure that no one, not even a Uchiha, not even an Hyuga, would ever see anything but unassuming hazel eyes.  The happuri that even now, was lying uselessly on the ground, revealing Tobirama’s bright crimson orbs for all to see.  

 Hope you like it, and if it inspires anyone else to follow in Emil’s footsteps . . .

Shen Qingqiu freaking out because Luo Binghe keeps showing up on Qing Jing trying to kidnap/kill him, luckily he keeps managing to avoid him...barely. Luo Binghe seemed distracted first time, and that gave him enough time to plan all his contingencies, he's planned to escape every time so far. He's just hoping he can keep this up until mushroom bodies are ready.

Luo Binghe is beyond smitten first time he was distracted because Qing Jing peak Widow Shizun and sword mound and after that his Shizun keeps outsmarting and avoiding him. Only he sees this as a marriage hunt! and his Shziun is participating he's making Luo Binghe prove himself! Binghe is so happy.

He knows Shizun knows all about demon customs so his Shizun knows what he's doing.

The rest of the sect are freaking out! His disciple was a demon who is now a demon lord and is clearly courting him! They know demon customs and they're sure Shen Qingqiu must know to but doesn't seem to realize he's being courted!! the sect are just trying to figure out WTF is happening!? and does Shen Qingqiu actually know what's happening!?

At Least Traditions are Straightforward One of the best ways to show a bot from another Tribe that you are very serious about pursuing them is to actually pursue them. Then catch them, then tie them up and... Well. The steps varry depending on a miriad of factors. But at least the steps are very clearly defined. The legends and stories are plentiful. The protocol is solid. And Prowl is much better at social interractions when he has a solid protocol to rely on. So that's how he plans to respond to Jazz's flirtation. Jazz honestly didn't expect that. Not that he's complaining.

Currently standing at 32/32 chapters! (Because I can be particular about stuff like making my fanfic end on a nice round number -in this case in binary, since we're talking about the alien robots-)

It is also part of a series, but I didn't start on the next part yet.

Aurora stood before the mirror taking her reflection. This should be a joyous day and yet all the diamonds in the world could not sparkle bright enough to hide the sad resignation in her blue eyes. She was certainly wearing enough of them to know. The tight corset of her bridal gown felt appropriately cage like. All the gold lacing her leash. It was a cage she had placed herself in, the heavy weight of the wedding tiara she wore reminded her of that. She would sacrifice her heart giving herself to a horrible son of a murderous king, for the safety and happiness of all her people.