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I got a good one! Rise!Turtle with their G/N friend at a basketball game when the Kiss Cam comes on and points at them. The ninja doesn’t do anything but their friend (feeling very pressured by the crowd) kiss them by surprise. It would causes all kinds of confusion and complications but I do like to see your version!
A/n:man I hope this never happneds to me, I personally hate the kis cams. Thank you for requesting
Summary:the kiss cam lands on you and the turtles at a basketball game and out of pure pressure you kissed him
Type:hcs:turtles x gn reader
Version:rise
Leonardo
He didn't expect it
He was telling the coward you two were just friends when you grabbed his face
You kissed him quickly with a big blush
It was a long and sweet kiss but instead a very short and a rough kiss
It was rough because you panicked and wanted people to stop yelling at you two to kiss
So you got it over with but left leo stuned with a slightly bleeding lip
You didn't mean to but you panicked
After the kiss cam moved on you turned to him and apologized
But he was sitting their with a lovestruck look
He was looking at you and he hugged you and said he qas waiting for you to do that
He was super happy and a couple people awed at his react
And others mentioned his lip was bleeding
He ignored everyone and actually kissed you back
But it was short and sweet
Donatello
He didn't think the kiss cam was actually on you guys
Well he also wasn't looking at it
He was looking at his phone
He didn't what to be their but came since you and leo where going
When he heard everyone shouting kiss he finally looked up at the screen and since it was on him and you
He was debating about weather he should kiss leos cheek or yours
It isn't the kiss everyone wanted but he's next to his brother and friend
Kissing his brother is gross and he doesn't think you like him like that
But you finished his thought process for him
You roughly kissed him out of pure pressure
He didn't mind the roughness but wasn't expecting you to kiss him
So he sat their blushing while leo gasped besides him
He was really glad you did that bit told you after the game since he couldn't process what just happened
Raphael
He brought you along just for fun
He was a fan of sports so of course he'd bring you
When the kiss cam came he didn't expect you to kiss him if you did he expected it on the cheek or jaw
Not on the mouth
So when everyone started to yell at you to kiss he panicked
He hated people telling him to do something like the way they were
He's heard from April how uncomfortable it is and that it happened to her and sunita on their first date
He didn't know hwo to react at that moment but now he knows how she feels
The amount of pressure that everyone was putting on you and him were insane
So much so he wanted to leave
And right as he grabbed your hand to pull upu away because of how uncomfortable he was
You grabbed his face and kissed him
He didn't expect it to be so rough but it was
He was shocked and didn't move from were you pulled him to
But he loved and he made sure to tell you at the end of the game
Michelangelo
He wasn't a fan of sports but he likes you
So 3 mouths before the show he made a plan to be on that kiss cam with you
So he figured out what seats was gonna be the kiss cam
He found out the date they were doing it
And planed it all out
He even told Donnie and April, and April mentioned that he should be the one coming up with the plans
Donnie just looked at him like he was crazy
But mikey had that plan set out and if it didn't work because either the cam moved or you didn't feel the same then he wouldn't try it again
So all he had to do was hope
So when it arrived, the just cam was on them
He some people could tell he was waiting for this
He looked at you after a minute but you reacted first
You grabbed his face and roughly kissed him
He could Tell you didn't mean to that roughly bit he kissed back before you pulled away
The kiss was short but you could tell mikey kissed you back out of pure love
And you loved that he felt the same
A/n:so again mikeys was my first to write, and i know nothing about kiss cams so yeah. I hope you enjoyed
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nikethestatue · 1 year
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Honestly I dont know if I’ll ever love Nesta. Sjm basically wrecked most of her characters trying to justify Nesta/ give her an arc and it didn’t work for me at all. Multiple characters watered down beyond belief just for Nesta to heal through constant training, sex and friendship bracelets. First Rhysand, I know what SJM was going for, seeing Rhysand not through Feyres rose colored glasses but she took it to the extreme with him lying to Feyre. Second Feyre herself losing her spark and fight and basically just being a doormat. Third Mor, “the dreamer of the night court” saying Nesta should be a Hewn City and still weirdly flirting with Cassian in front of Nesta. Just weird. And lastly Cassian, this strong dynamic character is nothing but a himbo now. What happened to The General of the night court? Because it is not acosf cassian.
And Nesta’s friends. Two girls who have never seen Nestas bad side, never been on the receiving end of her bitchyness are now her sisters? Is Emerie paying her bills? Would Gwyn stick around if Nesta called her a dog? NO. Feyre and Elain tried so hard for Nesta and nothing came of it. The ending was so cheap just to redeem Nesta and get her in the good graces of Rhys/Feyre. No real healing at all, and especially none with Elain who Nesta would supposedly whore/steal for. Yet she’s giggling so much with Emerie/Gwyn when if she just gave half of that love to her sisters everything would’ve been okay.
I seriously do not know what was going through SJM’s head while writing this and to me Nesta still isnt a good character. And it’s going to be very weird if in the next book she’s hanging out with the IC like nothing ever happened and they’re a great family
Couldn't agree more.
Especially the Emerie and Gwyn part. Like that part enrages me the most about that book. That and the obliteration of Cassian's character. But yes, if suddenly Nesta came to Gwyn and threw at her that she was responsible for Catrin's death, hwo would Gwyn react? Yet people feel that Elain totally overreacted when Nesta did that to her and accused her of basically killing their father. If Nesta made a comment about Emerie's sexuality, for example, would Emerie be like, oh, it's cool girl! Where as slutshaming Feyre in ACOTAR is somehow not a biggie.
The writing is such a mess.
Mor is actually a great example of how SJM just...doesn't think!??!!
If she is attempting to make Mor even less likable, I suppose she is succeeding. But Mor still hanging on Cassian, bashing his mate in front of him, telling Nesta that she ought to be in Hewn City...what the fuck?
I mean, maybe SJM is gearing up to make Mor evil? Because she certainly isn't doing anything to make her even remotely attractive.
And I get the idea of seeing the world through another person's eyes. but that's not how you do it. You have to juxtapose the perception with reality. There needs to be kind of a 'true reality' and then other people's opinions. But we, as readers, have to know that the opinion is in fact skewed. Nesta's views were skewed. But, at the same time, everything was written so badly, everyone comes out looking like shit--including Nesta, and the people that she supposedly hates.
We shouldn't need interviews with the author to understand what she was trying to do/say.
Ugh. SJM assassinated every character in ACOSF and thinks that it's a great book!
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fictionfixations · 1 year
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3.2 Genshin Archon Quest / Thoughts
GENSHIN SPOILERS
I just did the 3.2 archon quest
i started it at midnight, it has been 5 hours and 30 minutes since then
jesus fuck
so anyway
HOLY SHIT? SO MUCH HAPPENED and im gonna need to reprocess that when im not very sleep deprived NO CAUSE WHAT??? i cant right now but just
also greater lord r i really dont know how to spell her name but i assume you know who i am talking about by greater lord, because there is only one but so when she sacrificed herself or whatever for irminsul (i dont know if i spelled that right either)- to be honest i was really tired and yawning and felt like collapsing and resting but i really wanted to hear that story because you cant redo the quest and while you can relisten to the dialogue its not the same but so she did that whole thing and everyone forget her? it pains me, not to mention how the traveler reacts when we're in the grand bazaar at the feast where shes surprised that kusanali 'returned' to the akademiya
a secret. i wont be surprised if there turns out to be fics in the future where the traveler instead tells people about greater lord rugghadevata that does not look right, oof. uhm. but so yeah. ALSO SCARA??? apparently hes in a coma- WHO TF IS THAT DOOD WHO WAS REVEALED FOR I THINK 3.3 THAT WE ALL THOUGHT WAS SCARA?? WELL IT CANT NOT BE HIM--
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LOOK- NO BUT SRSLY?? i dont know if this is a leak or not, it just invaded my youtube recommended so i couldnt do shit about it because it was in the thumbnails but i THINK its not..? idk man but so anyway
jesus fuck they overhyped the boss fight- not that it wasnt cool, because it really was, but jeez it was a little bit easier then i thought haha no but since we got a shot of its battle mechanics it helped me get a hang of it easier? i ended up one trying it, but not without IMMENSE panic and character death uhh. okay so like you know how that text appears at the top of your screen to guide you?? okay so you know hwo like barely anyone read the vision hunt decree text on raiden's fight because they were trying not to die?
bro it was saying something which i now know is about stunning him and i could barely read it because i was just being attacked man i mean with trial and error i figured it out AND THEN HIS LEGS
i didnt know if we were meant to attack it or not man ;_;
ALSO ELEAZAR IS GONE
WOOOOO
anyway im gonna go sleep for like the next few hours because i actually have school and i got super immersed into the game to where i just completely zoned out and forgot about time and shit
AaAaa oh oh yeah not to mention nahida saying that we're like i already forgot what it was called but like.. there were 3 other people the fatui i think classified as not from this world, which nahida thinks one is the heavenly principles, but the other 2 we dont know, and the 4th is us. The thing IS is that our twin is NOT classified as an external person, like they BELONG in teyvat, which is.. ..huh...? and they were like there for khaenri'ah and had their journey through the 7 nations, which we knew what happened but this is more confirmation ig? and then towards the end we dont know. ..huh.? what the fuck idk man im gonna rest on it and hope i dont stay confused (i mean i sort of understand?? its probably one of those things ill have to look back on in the future when i understand)
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bipolbur · 6 months
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shit i need to write down that one au idea i had where wilbur goes to utah and everything is Wrong and Different bc it's like alive and reacts to wilbur's conciousness and his experiences so his old parents are gone and phil has replaced them and mutliple people from dsmp, namely tubbo and quackity, are there too, and wilbur is both happy and sad that there isn't a fake version of tommy bc he would have taken the fantasy where everything is okay but also he doesn't want to lose himself again. so he's trying to figure out how to navigate this world that is the same but also new and then tommy does show up and wilbur is like ohh there Is a fake version i just hadn't met him yet. and then tommy's like THERE YOU FUCKINGA RE YOU ASHSOLE SDO YOU KNOW HWO HARD IT IS TO FIND ANOTHER FDIMEHNNSION YOUF UCKING DICK. and wilbur's like oh. shit. he's real. nd then they are trying to naviagete the world/narrative together. bc i don't think wilbur leaving dsmp was him leaving the narrative it was just him returning to a limbo of his own making.
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mccarthymolly · 1 year
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vrishchikawrites · 2 years
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I posted 2,269 times in 2021
1421 posts created (63%)
848 posts reblogged (37%)
For every post I created, I reblogged 0.6 posts.
I added 1,991 tags in 2021
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#though i should make it clear that i was commenting on the reader perception and not the novel ending or lxc's character
My Top Posts in 2021
#5
god i wanna die every time i see popular posts with the misconception about hwo "wwx never does any work he just plays and lazes around while jc cleans up his messes" like please pls learn some reading comprehension, just bc jc says something doesn't mean it's true 😭
Ugh, this is the worst take and it is so fucking common. They even did it to Sherlock Holmes, I mean officially. He was never an uncontrolled and antisocial genius. Similarly, WWX was never a reckless and careless genius. People are just taking the thoughts of a character who has always been jealous and insecure as fact. If JC thinks WWX is reckless and intractable, he must be.
Their impression must come from statements like these -
"Him? He wakes up at nine in the morning and sleeps at one in the night. When he wakes up, he doesn't practice his sword or meditate; he goes boating, swims around, picks lotus seed pods, and hunts for pheasants."
WWX, of course, refutes this very easily but people remember JC's verbose complaints instead of WWX's very succinct reminder-
"No matter how many pheasants I hunt, I'm still number one."
(Exiled Rebels Translation - Chapter 13)
Cultivation is, well, cultivation? A skill that is cultivated through hard work, meditation, and dedication? If WWX is really as lazy as they say, how is his cultivation so much superior to JC? Didn't he start working on his cultivation later than JC? Did those skills come magically out of nowhere? To be that good and for JC's own father to declare him the leading disciple, he had to have worked hard.
JC never cleans up his messes either. Most of the time, he's going along with WWX on his fun rides and letting WWX take the punishment for it.
Seriously, such bad takes.
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#4
hello, are you still taking the short prompts? may i request for one where married wangxian met their younger counterparts during the study in Cloud Recesses? Maybe wangxian tease their younger selves and how their younger version and other disciples react to their arrival and to the teasing? Thank you!
"He looks almost... protective." Nie Huaisang observes to Jiang Wanyin and Wangji has to agree. His older self does seem to have an air of protectiveness about him.
He feels his fingers twitch when Wei Ying leans forward to study his future self, absolutely brazen and with no regard for personal space. The man who has accompanied his future self has the same air of mischief as Wei Ying does and seems entirely too amused.
Wei Ying is grinning, his expression inquisitive as he reaches forward and, much to his dismay, pokes the strange man's cheek.
The man laughs and his older self doesn't seem distrubed. Jiang Wanyin makes a noise of disgust but Wangji doesn't look at him. He wants to reach forward and snatch Wei Ying away.
"Wei Wuxian!" The Jiang heir snarls.
Both Wei Ying and the stranger look up at them. Something in the stranger's expression shifts, becoming a little more distant.
His future self glares.
Glares. At Jiang Wanyin.
Wangji knows himself and for him to openly express any sort of disdain for anyone is... quite telling. The expression is subtle enough that it escapes everyone notice. The stranger just huffs in amusement and nudges the older Lan Wangji with a smile.
That smile is familiar.
"What, Jiang Cheng? He doesn't mind! Tell him, Mo-quanbei!"
Mo-quanbei looks at Wei Ying with an expression of gentle reminiscence but there's something almost like... regret underneath it all. "No no, I don't mind at all!" He assures with a grin that's, again, strangely similar to Wei Ying's.
Jiang Wanyin stalks forward, his face lined with fury, "Just because people tolerate your-"
Lan Wangji smoothly steps before Wei Ying, blocking Jiang Wanyin's path.
"Aiya, Lan Zhan!" Senior Mo protests and Wei Ying seems baffled, peering around Lan Wangji to meet Wangji's gaze in question.
He has no explanation for his older self's behavior.
Jiang Wanyin seems torn. This Lan Wangji is their senior and obviously a very accomplished cultivator. His companion seems equally accomplished, though his air is certainly not as grave or weighty. He seems almost like Wei Ying in his playfulness and manner of speaking.
And they both seem to have some sort of bond with Wei Ying.
Wangji can't help but step forward, drawing everyone's attention towards him, "It is best for us to remain separate." He says, "Knowing too much of the future may cause unforeseen problems."
"Unlikely." Lan Wangji says, gently steadying Wei Ying as the boy attempts to peer past him. There's a slight spark of amusement in his gaze as he brushes Wei Ying's shoulder and fixes his hair.
Wangji struggles to contain his shock and fury. Who gave him the right to touch Wei Ying so brazenly? Like Wei Ying was his to-
"It is likely that the timeline has already split due to our presence here." Mo-quanbei says, shooting an amused look at Lan Wangji. His older self doesn't react, keeping his eyes on Wei Ying as the boy stares back at him in shock. "Whatever you learn will only help you."
"There are some things I would like to prevent."
"Lan Zhan!"
"Must protect Wei Ying."
And just like that, Wangji's entire perspective of things changes. He meets Wei Ying's gaze, who only looks at him once before turning away.
"What do you mean, protect him?" Jiang Wanyin demands but Wangji is already putting some pieces together. He sees how Lan Wangji keeps tracking Wei Ying's movements. How he stands between the boy and everyone else at all times.
Something happened to Wei Ying in the future.
He can't help but take a few steps forward, "We will protect him." I will protect him, he means to say.
His older self looks at him directly for the first time and there's an odd gentleness to him. His expression is ice cold but he seems more settled, content. "You will fail. At first."
Wangji feels his heart still for a small moment before it starts racing, "Fail?"
"Aiya, Lan Zhan, be gentle." Mo-quanbei says softly before moving around his future self. His smile towards Wangji is softest, most loving expression he has ever faced, "Don't worry too much, little Lan Zhan," Wangji is a bit too mesmerized to protest but Wei Ying does so on his behalf, "Just be who you are deep inside and everything will work out."
He doesn't know what kind of expression he wears because Mo-quanbei sighs and turns around to look at his older self, silently communicating.
Wei Ying is looking at him, his gaze sharp and contemplative. His eyes flicker towards his older self and he leans forward, expression curious once again, "Are we friends?"
Lan Wangji glances at Wangji before turning to Wei Ying, "He isn't worthy of your friendship yet, Wei Ying."
"Lan Zhan!" Mo-quanbei protests and his older self doesn't waver.
"But in time, he earns his place in your life and is your most trusted companion."
Mo-quanbei huffs, "If you're going to be mean to my Lan Zhan, I'm going to be mean to your Wei Ying."
Wangji feels rattled and meets Wei Ying's wide eyes helplessly. "You need to stop needling him." Mo-quanbei says, waving a finger at Wei Ying. "Be gentle, stop teasing him so harshly."
"But Wei-xiong teases everyone." Nie Huaisang says, "That's just his way of showing affection!
Wei Ying, oddly enough, straightens and focuses completely on Mo-quanbei. "He hasn't had anyone like you in his life. Sometimes you need to change your way of acquiring friendships, Wei Ying."
"Why does it matter?" Jiang Wanyin protests, "Lan Wangji hates him! Wei Wuxian should stop bothering him."
"No."
"No."
Wangji looks at his older self, surprised to hear an echo of his denial.
"Never hated Wei Ying." He says and his heart aches when Wei Ying looks at him in surprise.
His older self nods, "Never." He places a hand on Wei Ying's back and starts guiding him away, "We must talk."
Wangji makes to follow them but Mo-quanbei smiles and guides him away, "We are with me, little Lan Zhan!" He says cheerfully.
The story that follows makes his heart race and gut twist in fear.
"Wei Ying," He breathes when Mo-quanbei reveals who he really is, "You-"
"Aiya, don't worry too much. Just work together and I am confident you'll succeed!" Wei Ying pats his cheek and Wangji remains utterly still, soaking in the warmth of the man's hand.
Wei Ying expression is so full of love, Wangji can't help but lean into the palm a little, "Are we... friends?"
Wei Ying laughs, "Ah, Lan Zhan," He reaches up and tugs meaningfully at his forehead ribbon, "We are much more than that."
He swallows, struggling to deal with the flood of elation and nervousness sweeping through him.
When they rejoin the others, he can't help but seek his Wei Ying out. Silver eyes meet his gaze for a moment before flicking away.
There's an enchanting little blush riding high on Wei Ying's cheeks.
'Much more than that,' He thinks, feeling an odd flutter of hope in his chest, 'Wei Ying.'
(this turned out to be a little softer and less teasing. I always imagined that WWX and LWJ will be very kind to their younger selves, knowing what kind of trauma they're about to face.)
269 notes • Posted 2021-07-03 14:17:34 GMT
#3
You know what would be interesting?
JC never lost his golden Core.
And Wei Wuxian did not lose his.
But he still gets dropped into the Burial Mounds. And like I dunno how, but he comes out of there having mastered the new form of cultivation.
Jiang Cheng acts like a dick that's par for cannon. And this Wei Wuxian who has survived the burial Mounds with his golden core intact has no time for his drama.
He definitely confesses to Lan Wangji o ce he is out of the burial mounds.
Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji in the Sunshot campain would be brilliant. Cultivating and * *wink wink nudge nudge* * dual cultivating.
JC is seething with jelousy. He has everything. The gentry name, the money and sect leadership but the whole world is only speaking about Wei Wuxian and his like awesome cultivation. Both the sword style and with his flute.
Wen Qing and Wen Ning- Wen Ning convinces his sister to join the war. Wen Ning wants to be on Wei Wuxian's side.
What would JC throw a tantrum over if he doesn't have anything to throw a tantrum over??
Like for example he blames Wei Wuxian for Lotus Pier burning. Obviously it's not his mistake. But one day he is yelling at Wei Wuxian about it and sect leader someone maybe XiChen, maybe Sect leader Nie. Whoever. Comes and like defends Wei Wuxian.
What would he do then faced with the facts? Cling all the more to his warped world view? Or apologize?
It will be interesting to see.
You don't have to take this prompt if it's too messy or whatever. I love you and your writing.
Also, thank you for choosing to write my previous prompt.
XOXO.
(this is a little similar to trapped and patient but also quite different. Hope you like it! The format is a bit different because this is a lot of time to cover in a short prompt)
When he stumbles out of the Burial Mounds, Wei Wuxian is stunned. He can't believe he made it, that he was able to survive it, without his sword.
Wei Wuxian walks forward shakily, one unsteady step at a time, putting distance between him and that wretched place.
He feels weak, drained, devastated in small ways.
But he is free.
---
Yiling offers shelter in unexpected ways. He's able to hide in a temple to recover. His condition is wretched enough that he's mistaken for a beggar. A few people take pity on him and offer fruits and buns.
It takes him a week.
That's all it takes for him to recover.
Wei Wuxian washes all traces of Burial Mounds off him, soaks in icy river water for hours on end until he feels purified and reforged.
Now, he's ready for revenge.
---
Wei Wuxian has only tried his cultivation method on the dead. He has used it to repel the fierce corpses, fierce ghosts, and spirits soaked in resentment.
When he tests the method on the Wens, it proves to be even more effective. They scramble like mindless beasts, driven by fear and confusion. The sounds of his Dizi pierce the air and induce madness.
He watches from a distance, indifferent as the Wens turn on each other, swinging their swords, shouting at phantoms, all sense and intellect gone.
He turns away.
---
Jiang Cheng's arms wrap around him and the fog around his mind starts to slowly recede. He stands stiffly, blinking a little before looking beyond his martial brother.
Lan Zhan is there, staring at him with wide eyes. There's so much open concern on his usually stoic face that Wei Wuxian wants to turn away.
"Wei Ying,"
It is only then, under the power of that golden gaze, that his fugue state dissipates. He sees Lan Zhan step forward, almost reaching out only to pull back at the last moment.
Jiang Cheng pushes him away and punches his shoulder, "Where have you been? How dare you abandon us and just frolic off somewhere?"
Wei Wuxian swalllows with difficulty and answers their questions with his habitual dismissive charm.
But that honest expression of open concern on Lan Zhan's beautiful face doesn't leave.
He meets those golden eyes and feels something shift within him.
Shaking his head, he dismisses the feeling. There's no time for sentimental reunions. He turns his attention towards Wen Chao, unsheathes his sword, and kills him in one clean strike.
There. Done.
---
The war is already in full swing by the time he joins it. His martial brother and Lan Zhan are quick to take him to Qinghe, not even letting him ride his own sword.
"Wei-gongzi, I'm happy to see you safe," Lan Xichen greets, running a discreet eye over him. The older Lan brother's concern is well hidden but Wei Wuxian senses it nevertheless.
The man looks like he's just about ready to banish him to the healing halls.
He opens his mouth to reassure Lan Xichen but Nie Mingjue intervenes, slapping his back solidly, "I hear you're responsible for the devastation at Yiling. Good work!"
Wei Wuxian smiles brightly, hoping to banish that increasingly familiar look from Lan Zhan's face. "Thank you, Nie-zongzhu." He smiles up at the man, "I can give you a full report of what happened if you wish it."
The Chifeng-zun's expression shifts into one of approval and he nods, "I do wish it."
"I would like to know as well, if you don't mind," Lan Xichen says and Nie Mingjue nods before he glances at Lan Zhan.
He chuckles, "Lan er-gonzi can join us as well."
---
Wei Wuxian doesn't realize he's been spending more time with the Lan brothers and Nie Mingjue until Jiang Cheng angrily points it out.
"You're too good for us, are you?" He demands, "Abandoning us in favor of your new friends! Even in the battlefield, you and Lan Wangji are inseparable! Have some shame! How dare you abandon your responsibilities and mess around with that man?"
"a-Cheng," Shijie reprimands gently but her voice is weak.
"Aiya, Jiang Cheng, who keeps track of such things amidst a war? They're all our allies. It's not like I have abandoned everyone." He still trains with the Jiang disciples and leads them in battle after all.
"Wei Wuxian!"
"Jiang Cheng," His voice makes his irritation clear, "Is this really the right time to worry about such trivial matters? Who cares about appearances during war? Are were not all one when on the battlefield?" He asks, narrowing his eyes on the furious Jiang, "We don't know whether we'll live or die when we ride out and you're concerned about who fights alongside me? Just who are you speaking of?"
"Who I am speaking of?" Jiang Cheng snaps in return, "Your obsession with that man is unseemly and reflects poorly on the sect! You know it and yet you carry on shamelessly-"
"My obsession?" He demands, "Just what are you trying to imply, Jiang Cheng? You're going to be a brat just because Lan Zhan happens to be the only one able to keep up with me?" It is no secret that his three month stint sharpened his cultivation in ways people find hard to fathom. He didn’t just develop a new cultivation method, he grew. Surviving the Burial Mounds is a feet beyond the skill and endurance of most cultivators. 
Wei Wuxian has earned his already formidable reputation.
Jiang Cheng reels back at the reminder, his face twisting with rage.
Never let it be said that Wei Wuxian takes things lying down. He has spent a lifetime appeasing Jiang Cheng and dealing with his insecurities.
He no longer has the patience.
---
He reaches out instinctively, pulling Lan Zhan out of a blade's path, spinning around to block the strike with his bare arm.
His thick leather brace manages to minimize the damage and he doesn't lose his arm but it is a near thing.
With a hiss, he crowds against Lan Zhan and brings Suibian down in a sharp slash, cutting the Wen before him from left shoulder to right hip.
"Reckless." Lan Zhan says later as he carefully stitches the cut.
"I couldn't let you get hurt." Wei Wuxian says softly, peering down at the kneeling figure before him. He has seen Lan Zhan in various states of indignity, covered in blood, robes soaked in the disgusting sludge of a war-torn field.
Nothing diminishes his beauty.
Wei Wuxian's heart races, his head spinning as he smells the scent of sandalwood. He swallows as Lan Zhan shifts closer, carefully snipping the excess thread and studying his neat stitches.
This close, he feels overwhelmed and realization dawns.
"I love you," He breathes, stunned.
He loves Lan Zhan. The knowledge strikes him now, suddenly, without warning. "How did I not know?" Wei Wuxian feels strangely dazed. How could he not know? It is so obvious to him, his constant need for Lan Zhan's attention, "I hate it when you ignore me." The feeling of those snapping golden eyes on him when he finally manages to gain Lan Zhan's attention, "It's thrilling when you don't."
He has never met anyone more beautiful, "I find you better looking than any maiden." Lan Zhan's proximity now makes him feel-, "Breathless," He says, "When I'm close to you I feel- how did I miss-"
Lan Zhan grip is like vice around his wrist.
Wei Wuxian stops, going pale as he realizes how brazenly he had just confessed love to a man. If Jiang Cheng were here, he'd definitely gut him with Sandu, "Lan Zhan, I-"
Lan Zhan surges forward, eyes blazing and expression dark.
Warm lips slide over his and his mind goes silent.
He doesn't think a single thought that night.
---
War doesn't wait for anyone and Wei Wuxian doesn't say anything in protest when Lan Zhan pulls away from him. He watches with heavy eyes as Lan Zhan shrugs on his discarded outer robes and glances at him.
"Is your body alright?" He asks and Wei Wuxian feels a blush crawl up his neck.
“No! Of course it isn’t,“ He complains even though his body is buzzing with lingering pleasure. He pouts up at Lan Zhan, who studies him with careful golden eyes, “Really, going on and on, taking your pleasure without any care for my virgin body.“ Lan Zhan’s ears are delightfully red, “Who knew er-gege could be so bold?“
“Wei Ying,“ Lan Zhan’s expression is flat but his voice carries a hint of a waver. Wei Wuxian just grins in response, “Be serious.“
In all honesty, his body is already back to its regular state of being. His Golden Core is still spinning furiously and the lingering energy from Dual Cultivation has healed any aches and pains he might have. 
“Fine,“ He says in a petulant tune, inwardly delighted that Lan Zhan is now his, “But er-gege must kiss me to make me feel better.”
Lan Zhan doesn’t hesitate, leaning over him and gently tipping his chin up for the demanded kiss. 
Wei Wuxian sighs, sinking into it as a curtain of silken black hair forms a private cocoon around him. 
---
The war ends but Wei Wuxian’s problems don’t end with it. Three issues stand before him; helping the Wen remnants, helping rebuild YunmengJiang, and figuring out how to marry Lan Zhan. 
One obstacle stands in the way of two of these three goals. Jiang Cheng absolutely refuses to lift a finger to help the Wen remnants, even though Wen Qing’s assistance helped them win the war. Jin Guangyao may have killed Wen Ruohan but Wen Qing prevented thousands of casualties.
Wen Ning was also responsible for rescuing Jiang Cheng from the Wen capture before he lost his Golden Core. It was fortunate that Wen Zhuliu had been called to visit Wen Ruohan and Wen Chao had to wait to enact that punishment. 
Wen Ning and Wei Wuxian managed to steal Jiang Cheng away just hours before Wen Zhuliu returned.
And yet, Jiang Cheng chooses to side with the Jins on the matter instead of listening to Lan Xichen or Nie Mingjue. Wei Wuxian knows it is partly because their sister is marrying into the Jin clan and they can’t afford to make things difficult for her, but still.
Jin Zixuan will obviously protect shijie. There’s no need to be so cautious, especially if three out of four sects oppose imposing any sort of punishment on innocent people. 
On a personal front, Jiang Cheng’s disapproval of his relationship with Lan Zhan is blatant.
Jiang Cheng can’t really stop Wei Wuxian from marrying whoever he wishes. He doens’t need the sect leader’s permission as he’s not really the member of the family. But his shidi is making things difficult with his sneering disapproval and contemptuous comments in public.  
He has already alienated Lan Xichen completely by calling Lan Zhan’s honor in question (boy did he earn the punch Wei Wuxian had leveled at him - sect leader or no). Nie Mingjue will never side with some upstart over Lan Xichen. 
Lan Zhan himself doesn’t care. He has never liked Jiang Cheng and he never will. He only retaliates when Jiang Cheng tries to attack Wei Wuxian. 
His protective er-gege as no tolerance for anyone trying to harm him.
Which is what, ultimately, breaks Wei Wuxian’s ties with YunmengJiang. 
The confrontation is embarrassingly public. He doesn’t mind Lan Xichen or Nie Mingjue being present but feels upset about Jin Guangshan and Jin Guangyao being there as well. 
“Twin Prides of Yungmeng, isn’t that what you promised me?“ Jiang Cheng demands, “Where will your pride be if you break all of your promises and get into...” He waves his hand at Lan Zhan in disgust, “Is this how you intend to repay us? My father raised you to be the Head Disciple of the Jiang Sect and you would rather be some sort of deviant?“
“Jiang Cheng-“
“And you would side with the Wen dogs too! Was this always your intention? Did you always want to bring down my sect and support its enemies?” 
“The Wen remnants have helped us. They’re not our enemies.“
“They’re not our enemies now,“ Jin Guanyao interjects calmly, his voice soothing and patient, “But surely you see that it may not remain so? We cannot risk another war.”
“They’re barely a few hundred people and we have already taken most of their resources. They’ll live as poor peasants. How can they be a threat to us?“ Wei Wuxian asks. 
“You’re indeed naïve, Wei-gongzi,“ Jin Guangshan says in a gentle, placating tone, “Perhaps your fondness for Wen-guniang is making you turn a blind eye. Beautiful women have a tendency to do that.“ He chuckles indulgently.
The sly implication in his tone isn’t lost on anyone. Lan Zhan’s expression turns frosty and Wei Wuxian feels a surge of fury strong enough to make his blood boil. There are so many things wrong with that statement that Wei Wuxian, for once, is rendered speechless.
“You question the honor of Wei Wuxian of all people?“ Nie Mingjue demands, taking a step forward, “I have stayed silent because Jiang Sect business isn’t my business but I will not have you slander and belittle a proven warrior in my presence!“
“Indeed,“ Lan Xichen says calmly but there’s no mistaking the sharp look in his eyes. Lan Xichen rarely reacts to provocations or interferes in sect matters that don’t concern him. But he’s not going to let anyone upset his younger brother carelessly, “The matter of the Wens is easy to resolve. Let us give them a small piece of land, let them set up a village, and forbid cultivation among them.“
“Er-ge,“ Jin Guangyao begins but Lan Zhan is out of patience. 
He steps back and bows to all assembled before placing a hand on Wei Wuxian’s back, “Wei Ying will choose his own path. Wens will remain free. Wei Ying and I will marry.“ He meets Jiang Cheng’s furious gaze, “Jiang-zongzhu must decide whether his brother’s happiness matters to him.“
Wei Wuxian winces. 
“My brother’s happiness?“ Jiang Cheng demands, “All everyone has ever cared about is his happiness! What about me? What about our Sect? A sect he nearly destroyed because of his loyalty towards you.“ Jiang Cheng looks at him, “Did you forget my mother? My father? How do you intend to repay the enormous debt you carry, Wei Wuxian?“
Wei Wuxian stares back at him, “What is my repayment, Jiang Cheng?” He asks softly, “What will it take for you to consider that debt repaid?” It has been over five years since the fall of Lotus Pier. Wei Wuxian has bled and slogged through war to restore that place to its former glory. He has kept Jiang Cheng safe, helped renegotiate shijie’s marriage, and used his name to draw skilled cultivators to YungmengJiang. 
What more can he give? 
“Loyalty.“ He stills, “You devote your life to YungmengJiang and nothing else.“
Lan Xichen makes a faint, alarmed noise while Nie Mingjue huffs in disapproval. 
Wei Wuxian takes a deep breath, feeling Lan Zhan’s fingers flex on his back. He levels a flat look at Jiang Cheng and thinks on the matter of debts. He thinks about Madam Yu’s refusal to bend, of Jiang-zongzhu’s passivity and lack of planning. He thinks about the Wen’s unprovoked attack on Cloud Recesses and the inevitability of war. 
He thinks of his Lan Zhan and shijie’s Jin Zixuan, without swords and facing an armed group of Wens under Wen Chao’s orders. 
He thinks of love. Of what it means to be truly, unconditionally loved. 
No sorrys and no thank yous. No debt owed for simply being a part of someone’s life. 
He thinks of acceptance that comes with an older brother’s amused smile. He thinks of an uncle’s gruff admonishment to behave followed by a stiff reminder to eat, you’re skin and bones already. 
He takes a deep breath and decides. 
“No.“
299 notes • Posted 2021-07-08 12:12:39 GMT
#2
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(what can i say? I felt inspired by this beautiful scene. Surprise?)
Father
“He’s a lot like his mother,” Lan Xichen looks up to see his uncle come to stand beside them. He glances at the man between them to see a familiar smile on an unfamiliar face.
It is a marvel - just how much Wei Wuxian resembles his parents in action and personality.
It was an accident that led them to this situation. The juniors stumbled across an unknown array and accidentally activated it. It was only Wei Wuxian’s quick reaction that ensured they were out of harm’s way quickly. Xichen had been present and had seen the array’s energy brush against his brother-in-law even though he managed to avoid most of it.
The result of the accident? Two long-dead people, revived.
“Coming from you, that can’t be a compliment.” Wei Changze has a quiet tone of voice, much different from Wei Wuxian’s. But he speaks in a similar cadence - musical and attention-grabbing. His smile is amused and affectionate as he gazes at his wife and adult son.
Xichen hides his own smile when his uncle purses his lips and clears his throat, “Do not assume,” Lan Qiren says stiffly, “He is my family now. I bear him no ill-will.”
Wei Changze’s eyes are softer than his son’s but no less intelligent. He glances at Lan Qiren, his lips curving gently, “Won you over, has he?”
Lan Qiren has no reply for him.
“He resembles you a great deal too,” Lan Xichen says. Not in physical appearance because Wei Wuxian’s current body is somewhat different. But there’s an echo of Wei Changze in his gestures and posture.
How very interesting.
“In character, certainly.” Xichen stiffens and Wei Changze’s amiable expression cools a little. Fixing a polite smile, Lan Xichen greets Jiang Wanyin with a nod while Wei Changze bows in exactly the proper manner.
Lan Xichen has come to know his brother-in-law well enough to know that bow, as elegant and proper as it is, is nowhere near respectful.
Jiang Wanyin is scarcely less aware and his eyes narrow with irritation and distaste. “He’s just like you - willing to abandon his responsibilities in favor of-” He gestures towards Cangse Sanren pointedly before his eyes travel to Wangji, who has been watching his husband and mother-in-law with an expression of absolute contentment.
Nothing makes Wangji happier than seeing his Wei Ying happy.
“Forgetting all of his debts and duties to live as he pleases, while others suffer the consequences. As always.”
Wei Changze elegantly crosses his arms behind his back and studies Jiang Wanyin with a father’s gaze; gentle, assessing, and knowing. “Jiang-zongzhu is his mother’s son, I see.”
Jiang Wanyin stiffens immediately, “What do you mean?”
Wei Changze studies him for a moment longer before looking back at his family, “Death is a strange thing, especially for a parent. We don’t know what happens to the people we leave behind but-” His gaze is oddly sharp, “But when our children are at their most desperate, something in them reaches out. I have had glimpses of him all these years, Jiang-zongzhu.”
Jiang Wanyin is still, his expression frozen but eyes wary.
“You’re not a father. I pray you never feel what I felt when your mother tore the skin off his back with her whip. Not for treachery or theft, but for breaking his own arm.”
Xichen barely stops his gasp and his uncle is no better, glancing at them sharply, his eyes slightly wide.
“I pray you never see your child make excuse after excuse for the mischief of others; encouraged by their shidi to take the blame. I pray you never know what it is like to see a man you consider your brother ignore it all.” Wei Changze’s voice is shockingly mild and soft but the words are sharper than a cultivator’s blade.
“I saw you mock him for his fear of dogs and remembered seeing a small, fragile little boy - my boy - being attacked by starved animals on the street. I saw you steal the best meats from his bowl, unknowing or unwilling to remember that my son survived on discarded waste for years.”
Wei Changze looks at Jiang Wanyin with a steady, patient gaze and the Jiang-zongzhu doesn’t have the face to meet it.
“I saw you strangle him and blame him for your parents’ death. I saw him tear out his Golden Core and give it to you out of love and nothing less. You turned that into a debt.” Jiang Wanyin locked his jaw, “I saw you and my son come to an accord. I saw you not saying a word in his defense. I saw you gut my child in a staged fight. I saw you declare him the enemy when explaining the situation would’ve been far easier. I saw everything that came after. But you know something, Jiang-zongzhu?”
Jiang Wanyin looks ahead, his expression stiff.
“I haven’t seen my son once since he has been in Cloud Recesses with his husband.”
Xichen feels something clench in his chest.
“All the years he spent at the Lotus Pier, he called to me. He called to his mother. He didn’t utter a word. Like his mother had taught him, he forgot all offenses against him. He focused on grasping every bit of happiness that came his way. He moved on but his soul still asked for protection.”
“So what? It’s our fault? You blame us?” Jiang Wanyin demands, “Were we supposed to coddle him like some spoiled child?”
“Do Lans coddle anyone?” Wei Changze asks sardonically and that silences Jiang-zongzhu.
“Baba,”
They glance over to see Wei Wuxian studying them with pursed lips. Cangse Sanren is by her son, her expression unreadable.
Wangji is pale.
‘Ah,’ Lan Xichen thinks sadly, ‘Wei Wuxian hasn’t shared some of this with Wangji.’
“Aiya,” Cangse Sanren sighs, “Your baba is always so protective, a-Ying. Your poor mother’s heart can’t take it!”
Immediately, the air changes, and Wei Changze looks to the sky, his face slightly flushed. Wei Wuxian is grinning and Wangji is looking away, his ears tinged red.
Xichen bites back a smile.
‘Like mother, like son, it seems.’
Jiang-zongzhu scoffs and spins around, unwilling to face more censure. Wei Changze doesn’t say anything but there’s something dark and grim in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Xichen feels a pang of guilt as well. Wangji had spoken to him, cautioned him but Xichen hadn’t thought to dig deeper. If only...
“I am sorry.”
They all turn to Wei Wuxian, who is looking at his father with a pained smile, “I… I didn’t know I was reaching out to you and disrupting your peace,” he looks genuinely remorseful and Xichen’s heart aches for him. Wei Wuxian has never shared his burdens willingly. It is rare for him to do so, even now with Wangji by his side.
“Don’t be silly, baobao,” the childish address makes Wei Wuxian chuckle a bit. Cangse Sanren reaches forward to tuck his bangs away gently, her palm resting on her son’s cheek. Her expression is almost painfully soft, filled to brim with tenderness and affection. “We brought you into this world. It is our duty and right to bear your pain and your joy.”
“You said you haven’t seen him since he joined us here,” Wangji speaks up unexpectedly, looking at Wei Changze with his direct, unflinching eyes.
The Weis exchange glances before Wei Changze chuckles, “I imagine if he needs comfort or protection, he seeks you, Lan Wangji.”
“Not once?” Wangji asks, uncharacteristically so. Something about Wangji’s expression is off. Wei Wuxian certainly notices it before he calls his husband’s name softly, placing a hand on Wangji’s arm in concern.
Wei Changze, it seems, understands, “It is difficult to love him, isn’t it?”
Wei Wuxian stiffens but his father’s expression is gentle, “It is always difficult to love someone so insistent on letting all hurts go. You want to take on the world on their behalf but they don’t want you to. My wife is like that. Your husband gets it from her.” Cangse Sanren huffs but doesn’t disagree. “So forgiving that you start to wonder - is it true forgiveness or are they hiding their pain from us?”
“Are you bonding over my faults?” Wei Wuxian demands, his expression irritated but eyes amused.
“You’re without fault,” Wangji says calmly and Xichen feels a rush of amusement once again at Wei Wuxian’s blush.
“Lan Zhan! Not in front of my parents!” Wei Wuxian protests as his mother laughs delightedly, leaning against her husband with a pleased twinkle in her eye.
The conversation ends there and they enjoy a merry dinner soon after. They’re all due to leave for Cloud Recesses soon, the intersect competition they had attended in Yunmeng is over and most sects have departed already.
There’s no question of the Weis staying at Yunmeng. Xichen is certain there’s a place for them in Cloud Recesses.
Later that night, when he spots Wangji walking along the inn’s garden path with Wei Changze, Xichen lingers to observe. They seem to be conversing seriously but the air around them is relaxed. Wangji looks content, as he almost always does these days.
Wei Changze’s expression when he looks at Wangji is full of warmth and approval.
Xichen smiles.
His brother has done well for himself.
385 notes • Posted 2021-08-06 17:46:19 GMT
#1
Post-post-post cannon Wangxian being completely in love in the cloud recessess as teenagers who time travelled back to their own 16-17 year old bodies on accident.
In love. Wangxian are in love. In love. Just smooph and fluff.
Like they're effortlessly in love. (No matter how much Jiang Cheng yells and ties to control Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian casually refuses to hear any of it, as he'd been ignoring Jiang Cheng's homophobia and hate forever by the time they both came back by accident. )
Also wwx doesn't hide his genius and every one around him is like senpai *heart eyes* (honestly he's almost forgotten how to hide his effortless genius.)
(Just FYI, don't have to include this: this Wei Wuxian has long since come to terms with all his war and Sunshot and Shiji related trauma— just FYI.)
I just want to read as much of the smooph, smushy fluff and love you can stomach writing please.
Extra points if you can show them both just effortlessly and absentmindedly flirting.
(You don't have to incude this, but: They just take like a weekend off and go raze the main Wen family to the ground casually— back late with Starbucks— "We were night hunting. What do you mean the Wen family died? So sad. We feel so bad. Don't we feel bad?" " Mm. Feel bad.")
Thank you so much for existing in this fandom. I love your fics. I love you. 💖
Xichen is proud of his brother but he can't deny that he is sometimes concerned for him as well. Wangji is a dedicated and accomplished disciple but he is isolated from his peers. Xichen has friends and confidants but Wangji is simply content to be by himself.
That is concerning, even for a Lan.
He had hopes that incoming disciples would manage to shake him up a little but that hope didn't last long. Year after year, Wangji continued to remain aloof, not expressing any interest in the disciples.
But something has changed this year. Xichen didn't even know what was going on until a few weeks into the introduction of the guest disciples.
He spots them by chance. Young Master Wei is cheerfully waving at a vendor, his smile wide and bright, ensnaring the old woman's entire attention.
Wangji is right by him, Bichen in one hand but the other…
The other is placed on the small of Wei-gongzi's back.
Xichen watches as they move on from the vendor. He sees how Wangji seems to shield Wei-gongzi from the crowd, angling his body slightly to ensure his companion can walk freely.
It is a gesture of protectiveness. It is a gesture of possession.
Xichen studies their body language carefully. Wangji seems content to follow Wei-gongzi around, his expression closed but gentle. There are no frosty glares or pursed lips. His brother, for once, looks entirely relaxed. Everything about him is loose and easy underneath all of his Lan elegance. His shoulders slope gently, his spine isn't as rigid, and his walk is steady.
The First Jade has never seen his brother look so settled.
Wei Wuxian seems happy too, his smile incandescent and lovely. Almost as tall as Wangji, the boy is the very antithesis of his brother. While Wangji is sedate and content, Wei Wuxian is nearly bursting with energy and joy. His silver eyes sparkle in the sunlight and his long hair sways with every movement of his body.
Xichen's heart softens at the glimpse of such open beauty. There's certainly something alluring about Young Master Wei. He seems to suffuse his surroundings with happiness.
There's something in the air around them.
Despite his lively mind wandering from one stall to another, Wei-gongzi always finds his way back to Wangji, looking at him with a hopeful smile and a cheerful comment.
His brother's expression is unfamiliar to him. Wangji looks like his entire world is smiling up at him.
'Is this love?' He wonders to himself as he watches his brother gently pull Wei-gongzi out of a running child's way. He doesn't miss how the touch lingers, fingers curling slightly around the slender wrist before pulling away.
There are many eyes following Wangji and his friend, and all of them have indulgent expressions. The people of Caiyi town have seen Wangji since he was a child. They know him and his nature well enough.
Xichen suspects they're just as happy to see Wangji roaming the markets leisurely as a pretty butterfly flutters around him.
"Is that Lan Wangji?" Nei Mingjue observes, stepping up beside him.
Xichen nods, "And his friend, Wei Wuxian."
"Hm," his friend says, "I've been hearing that name a lot recently. They say the only reason Jin Zuxian beat him in the rankings is because of his looks."
Xichen chuckles at Mingjue's tone, "Ah, Da-ge, you must hate that."
His friend rolls his eyes, taking a sip of his tea. "How do looks matter when you're facing down Fierce Corpses?"
"From what shufu says, Young Master Wei is Wangji's equal in many ways." Shufu had been wary at first, wondering what sort of chaos the son of Cangse Sanren would bring to Cloud Recesses. So far, Wei Wuxian has proven to be a mischievous but brilliant student. "He challenges shufu in class. They end up having loud, angry debates," Xichen chuckles because he knows his uncle, despite all appearances, loves being stimulated, "He mentions the boy often." There's a comment about Wei Wuxian almost every time he has tea with his uncle.
He looks at the two younger master's thoughtfully, "I didn't expect this."
"Are they courting?" Nei Mingjue asks bluntly, "Because your little brother is acting like a husband already."
Xichen stills and looks at the pair again. That is what's off about their body language. They move around each other confidently, not like a young couple in fresh blooms of love.
There are no tentative glances, awkward touches, and hyperawareness. Wangji touches Wei Wuxian like it is his right. Like he is confident that his touch is welcome and desired.
For a moment, he feels a pang of worry. Xichen looks at Wei Wuxian, studying him carefully to see if there's any sign of strain or distress.
He finds nothing. Wei-gongzi responds to every gesture of affection like a flower blooming under the Sun.
"Ah." He realizes, "You think…?"
"Strong bonds form quickly between cultivators with matching potential." Nei Mingjue observes, "It wouldn't be out of the realm of possibility. Your brother looks a little too enamored for this to be a teenage fancy."
Well, isn't this an interesting development?
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"Your hair looks nice," Nie Huaisang says, hiding a smile behind his fan. Wei-xiong always looks good but there's something particularly radiant about him now. He seems to stand a bit taller, carry himself with a bit more confidence. His gestures seem stronger, somehow carrying more authority than before.
But the hair intrigues him. There's a glittering silver hairpiece in it and the strands of ebony are tied up in a neat style.
Neater than Wei-xiong's usual style. While Huaisang is certain Wei-xiong is perfectly capable of making himself as elegant as the Jades of Lan, he usually doesn't bother.
This was done by someone else's careful, loving, hand.
Jiang Yanli isn't at Cloud Recesses and Jiang Cheng would rather burn his own hands than show even an ounce of love towards his shixiong - something pricks when he thinks about that.
So there's someone else, someone willing to comb Wei-xiong's hair until every strand is glossy and straight, before tying it up with a silver and jade pin that looks expensive.
Wei-xiong is courting- no, he corrects himself, watching his friend wave enthusiastically at Lan Wangji, 'Wei-xiong is being courted.'
Wangji-xiong bows to his brother and walks towards Wei-xiong, his gaze softer than usual. His friend is smiling widely and immediately dissolves into excited chatter. Wangji-xiong doesn't seem bothered, just nodding occasionally and watching with indulgent patience.
There's something entirely lovely about the way Wangji-xiong's eyes remain fixed on Wei Wuxian's face. It is like nothing else is more important to him than Wei-xiong's smile and cheerful voice.
Standing together in the courtyard, both clad in white and glowing under the warm light of the morning sun, they look stunning. Huaisang's romantic heart sighs at the sight.
"What is he doing?" Jiang Wanyin hisses and Huaisang looks at him, startled by his icy tone, "I can't believe he's making a nuisance of himself again!"
"Jiang-gongzi-"
"Wei Wuxian! What are you doing, messing around?"
The loud voice catches almost everyone's attention. Wei-xiong looks over his shoulder and Wangji-xiong's expression turns frosty, all warmth draining from it immediately.
"Aiya, Jiang Cheng," Wei-xiong grins but it doesn't have that sheepish, placating quality that Huaisang had seen before, on those rare occasions he visited Lotus Pier with his da-ge. This grin was full of confidence and almost... dismissal. "Why are you angry now?"
Was that tone... mocking?
Huaisang's lips twitch as Jiang-gongzi swells further with rage, "Wei Wuxian! How can you be so shameless? Imposing yourself on Lan Wangji, always trying to distract him. Think of our sect's reputation for once!"
"Do not speak for me." Wangji-xiong's voice is icy and it cuts Jiang-gongzi's rant short immediately, "Wei Ying is free to seek me out whenever he wishes. No one may stop him."
And that seems to be that. Wei-xiong laughs and Wangji-xiong guides him away gently like he's someone delicate and not the strongest cultivator of their generation.
But, Huaisang muses, even strong people deserve gentleness.
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"Da-shixiong! Show us that one again," A Jiang disciple demands and Wangji looks up from his work. He has clear sight of the training ground from where he's sitting. Wei Ying is standing in the middle, surrounded by a few Jiang and Lan disciples.
They're all looking at him in adoration.
Wangji feels a flood of amusement and sets his work aside, content to take a small break. It is always a treat to see his husband in his element; teaching people and nurturing young minds. They may be back in their teenage bodies, but their soul is much older.
Wei Ying, with his natural ability to charm juniors and his hard-earned wisdom, is the perfect teacher.
"It is amusing to see you so smitten," Wangji looks up to see his brother smiling at him, "Wei-gongzi must be very special, yes?"
His brother probably aims to fluster him, he is so fond of teasing Wangji. But Wangji had been Wei Ying's husband for more than a decade before an accident sent them back in time. He is no longer flustered or overwhelmed by his feelings. "Very special," He agrees, unable to help glancing back at his beloved, "Very lovely."
Xichen chuckles, "He is indeed lovely." His expression turns sly, "Do I need to speak with Uncle? Betrothal negotiations may be complicated in this case."
Wangji remains unphased, "You may," He says calmly, much to his brother's surprise, "Wei Ying will marry into the Lans. Give no concession to the Jiangs. He is just their Head Disciple, not the part of the family."
"Wangji," His brother breathes, "You're that invested?"
"Un. Will marry Wei Ying. Give him a better life. A life of dignity, freedom, and respect. Free of unnecessary debt that no one should foist on a child."
That is enough for Xichen to understand. His gaze turns solemn and he looks at Wei Ying carefully, "If that is what you wish, brother, you will have it."
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Wangji feels his heart still when he steps into the library pavilion. He gazes at the scene before him, feeling the stiff formality of his expression melt away.
Wei Ying is beautiful, sitting there and reading peacefully. The evening sunlight envelopes him, giving him an ethereal glow. He traces his husband's features, feeling something akin to desperate love. It has been so since he saw this face and this body. Mo Xuanyu didn't lack beauty and Wei Ying's radiant personality had only added to it.
But this is Wei Ying's true body.
Helplessly drawn, he steps forward. "Xingan."
Wei Ying looks up, startled to hear such an endearment aloud. Immediately, his face is aglow with a pretty blush even as he laughs teasingly, "Lan Zhan! Don't be so bold!"
He walks towards Wei Ying and settles down by him, closer than truly appropriate but this is his husband. "Research?"
Wei Ying smiles, drawing Wangji's attention to his lips. There's no one in the library so Wangji permits himself the touch, reaching forward to gently caress them, "Such beauty." He whispers.
Wei Ying blushes again, "Er-gege," He protests, "Have mercy on my heart."
His fingers slide under Wei Ying's jaw, drawing him in gently. His husband is sweet and compliant as Wangji kisses him, an innocent brush of lips and nothing more. "My Wei Ying." His voice is low, heated in ways Wei Ying recognizes. He watches as those enchanting silver eyes brighten with passion.
His Wei Ying buries his warm face in his neck with a moan of protest, "Mercy, husband. You're so cruel to tease me like this when you can't take me to bed."
It is indeed a challenge to not have their 'everyday' but Wangji can be patient. Xiongzhang is already working on it.
For now, he is content.
They sit like that for a long time, Wei Ying leaning against him, trusting and calm. No one disturbs them and Xichen only stops by once, smiling knowingly in their direction and pointedly ignoring Wangji's restraining hand around Wei Ying's waist, stopping him from pulling away.
They spend the rest of the evening exchanging soft murmurs and softer kisses.
Nothing will stand in their way this time.
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epic-sorcerer · 3 years
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(Okay so for those of y’all who are like me and sensitive to people talking bad about stuff they like/general negativity, I’d advise scrolling away. I’ll be talking about a bad experience at Dairy Queen, as I am a sheltered kid of a Heath coach and sensitive to sugar. Do I like the food? No. Do I dislike the people who like the food? Also no. I’m glad people can enjoy something at such a low price. /gen)
If you like this chain, that’s cool. I have found memories of once eating fair Queen when I was really young. Once a vanilla ice cream and once chicken fingers and fries. Honestly I mgiht try the chicken again
However.
I saw a commercial aboht this chocolate chip cookie doe blizzard and I was like “cool” and went on with my life. Days past, it is now the present. It’s a hot day and I wanted ice cream and I was like “:0 what about taht Dairy Queen thing!!”
So I convinced my Heath coach mom to drive us to Dairy Queen. She got a brownie ice cream thing, I got the blizzard. She also needed to get what ever by bio father asked for and bring it. I forgot what that was Bc he ended up having to choose something else bc the machine that made the original thing he wanted what broken.
He chose a chocolate shake and the guy took so long to make it. When mom got to the car where I was the blizzard had melted and I couldn’t do taht upside down thing. Secondly, they don’t have a lid that fits the blizzard cup. They instead have a big lid that balences on top the cup like a comically large hat
On the way home, as the blizzard melted, it started to drip onto my cupholder. Who ever decided aesthetic of a no-lid cup was cool can lick the inside of my cup holder. It’s so sticky. I understand they wanted it to look overflowing with stuff, but it’s not worth it.
Also. The taste.
BORING. UNINSPIRED. Every bite was the same and worse than the last, because my body steadily reacted worse and worse to the discusting amount of sugar. To cover this up, I put some Nutella in it and it was the only thing to make it tasteful. Bc it would otherwise, forlack of a better word, plastic ice cream.
I love everything cookie doe, but every thing jsut felt stale and boring. Like if a beisnuss man with his boring ass briefcase and suit was blended up with the fucking cookie doe. Ugh. It’s like hwat would happen if pretzels had normal salt instead of the big salt. The do it for a reason, it keeps each bite interesting and different.
This blizzard tasted like cookie flavored dry wall, exept it didn’t have the crunchy texture. Honestly, the texture wasn’t that bad really. The only decent part Tbh. I liked that they had cookie doe pellits and skinny chocolate chip squares. That was really the only good thing about it and even then it was okay.
Something about Dairy Queen is so bland, corporate, and safe. The ice cream version of McDonald’s. This “flavor” tastes like the sheer generic-ness of modern graphic design. The corporate artstyle.
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Mom had this brownie ice cream thing. She said the brownie bits felt like dog treat pellets and she kept chewing and chewing but it never got destroyed.
We both had the awful feeling of the neutrition-less sludge settling inside our bodies. It felt awful, it almost hurt. To compensate, I ate a foot long, raw carrot but I still feel awful. It felt like I ate from burger lord from good omens.
At least with family owned ice cream, you can feel the love in it. One near where I live is simply named after a popular first name for a person. You get the feeling taht the person really exists and has a passion for ice cream. But I do not know who this Diary Queen is, it just sounds like a worse Freddy murcury. Like he ate cheese right before a show and his voice is suffering from not obeying the Singers Diet.
Even cold stone creamery is much better. Even if it is a big chain, there is still heart. There is emphasis and love for the employees’ ice cream mixing talents. They put on a show like mild habatchi and we watch in awe as they make our treat in font of us with such skill. Idk hwo well the cold stone employees are treated, but still. To the average customer, there is much more emphasis and appreciation aboht them compared to Dairy Queen
The guy at Dairy Queen took like way too long to make a fucking milkshake. I’m not blaming the guy, I’m Blaiming the company. I’m blaming whoever contributed to someone struggling with making a milkshake. Because that is not a happy or maybe even well trained employee.
By the way, it apparently tasted awful and watery, despite the fact the best part of the shake is the ice cream. Dairy Queen centers on ice cream. How did they fuck this up?
Anyways. I still feel sick. We all do. I did have fun complaining though. It’s nice that Dairy Queen puts “(treat)” after their name and almost everything they sell, implying they are a sometimes food. However, I feel they are more of a once a life time food. I dotn think I will ever buy from them again.
I feel the onyl reason my past memories were fond were bc of the context. The first one was when me and my family back in elementary school were driving a long way to a vacation spot and we stopped at a Dairy Queen that makes savory meals. I had fun bc I was exited for the vacation, the food itself was mediocre and cheap but I didn’t care.
The second time was also in elementary, I went to a Dairy Queen with a friend and her family and had lots of fun with them on a hot day. It’s the experience I was remembering, not the taste.
At least when you pay for stuff like fairs and festivals, the horrible conditions are worth it. Yes, you have to use portapottys, yes you have to be in close proximity to way too much peopel, but you are paying directly for a positive experience.
With Dairy Queen you are paying for an “edible”supstance and it is your choise if you also want to have fun.
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can you write a reaction like hwo they would react to you sitting on his lap while other people are around like there are not enough chairs or seats so you sit in his lap. in bullet point form pls
A/N: Here you go! It’s Firday y’all, you know what that means, it’s time to binge watch a drama this weekend! I started watching It’s Okay to Not Be Okay and I have a feeling it’s going to get really good.
Yonghoon:
- Would be the one to tell you to sit in his lap instead of standing
- Would pull you onto his lap if you refuse
- Would kiss your shoulder while you talk with others
Harin:
- Would wrap his arms around your waist
- Would have no problem with you sitting on his lap
- Stares at you with heart eyes
Kanghyun:
- Would be a little shy at first but would get over it
- Puts his chin on your shoulder
- Kisses the top of your head
Dongmyeong:
- Would be semi-confident
- Would be giggling into your shoulder
- He likes it a lot
CyA:
- Shy babie
- Wouldn’t know where to put his hands
- Blushing the whole time
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AU where marceline is the school's local harana for hire she writes quick songs for anyone who wants to have a song sung for anyone for whatever reason they want
It's usually a lot of love songs (she's gotten tired of this really fast) but sometimes she gets requests for songs for friends
Anyway, Lady and Jake help her out with this business by making bouquets and playing along with her respectively. And Bon is usually just someone she bounces ideas with cause Marce may know so many people, but there's still a number of rich prissy losers that Bon knows and that's usually her clients. Also, Bon loves getting to stretch her writing skills.
(Though she's also pretty tired of love songs)
Marce gets a commission one day to make a song for Bon and she just kinda. Stares at it. Her clients aren't anonymous. Well, not usually. A lot of her songs are made from shared memories and the small percent made from flowery words are usually douchelords who are too confident about their place to think they'd need anonymity in case of rejection.
So when she sees that this one didn't have a name she was a little... confused. There was also the fact that Bon is notorious for saying no to everyone who tries to ask her out. And not in a way where friends tell friends this, but more of she said no to a guy who payed the whole school to get in on his grand plan to ask her out
(Even Marce tho it wasn't for a song. It was more of he asked her to drive Bon to school at a specific time. She obviously told Bon this but they didn't have a lot of time to talk about it bc the guy texted everyone their roles literally on midnight and wired the cash after sending the message.
A little worrying how he not only got everyone's number but also everyone's bank account. She and most of her friends changed phones then bc that was creepy as all hell)
She doesn't tell Bon. Not because of some customer confidentiality or whatever but because... Well she doesn't really know. It just made her irrationally irritated and sad. Odd.
She takes far longer than usual to reply to this. She doesn't understand the hesitation. Or maybe she does? Bon has called her a bleeding heart a million times and she guesses thats the reason. She feels bad for them and doesn't want to watch another person who put in effort be rejected. Yeah that's it. She should tell him that. Maybe they were new or something. It'll be fine, plus they didn't want a full song so they werent paying much. Yeah, that sounds like a game plan.
The next day she says yes and wonders all day why she did that
For about a month she keeps this commission to herself. She spaces out more than usual during this time. Not quite disassociating, just staring into space and thinking.
Bon isn't worried bc this is usually how she gets when she's got a song in the works. She needles her about what it is and who it's for, but she generally deflects and at some point just straight up lies and says some random names.
She also learns more about her client. They're not new, they've actually known Bon for about 3 to 5 years. They're pretty close apparently and actually knows Marce personally. Theyve talked several times and have hung out here and there too. (That sure didn't make her anxiety and paranoia skyrocket)
She feels a lot of anxiety and worry and trepidation and god other irrational shit about this commission. She doesn't really tell anyone (something her therapist, or Bon more importanly Bon, would frown at) so she's just left to wallow about it on her own. She tries working on it as much as she can but it just feels... wrong somehow. She doesn't really get it but she feels like she'll lose something because of this. She doesn't get it. She knows they'll be rejected and they'll all laugh at it in the end and just.
What is it. What's wrong.
She feels a tap on her shoulder and she almost falls off her bed. Jake's apparently been trying to talk to her for a solid minute and oh jeez now he's got that Worried Big Brother look.
He peers at her and asks what's wrong and not-so-subtly threatens that he'll stay and use his Big Brother mode on her if she tries to lie to him
She just sighs heavily and curls up
"Someone commissioned a suicide mission"
Jake makes an 'o' with his mouth. Theyve always called anyone who tried to flirt with Bon a suicide mission and laughed pretty hard at it. Even Bon calls the poors souls who try suicide missions.
She uncurls a bit and faces Jake with a small smile, ready to laugh with him about it as she should. But for some reason Jake just... Looks at her with this worried look. Not his patented Im-Worried-For-You-Little-Sibling but more of one would give to a friend when they know something they don't.
Marce laughs, shakey and unsure. "What? S'not like this doesn't happen. It's Bon, ya know? The sweatheart of the school." With a mean streak that rivals the devil, she adds quietly- fondly- in her head.
Jake just nods slowly. He drags his eyes away from her and stares at her wall, eyes unfocused.
Marce starts having a bit of a panic because what is that face, why is Jake acting like this, is there somethin on her wall, wait does he know the client, is he friends with the client, is he the client, w-
Jake flops his short, chunky body on her bed and pulls her to lay down too. Roughly, might she add. And not to mention absolutely unexpected.
He's smiling again, big and all teeth. It twitches for a second when he makes eye contact but bounces back so quick she thinks she might have imagined it.
"Ha! You're gonna write for a suicide mission this is hilarious!" He makes a move to ruffle her hair and she just starts flailing to avoid this. "Man! I haven't seen one in a while so this'll be fun at least. Something else to keep us busy other than those stupid douchefucks who thinks a song is a sure fire way to get laid."
Marce is confused but doesn't question this sudden change. Plus it actually helps? She snickers -because no, she doesnt giggle she is cooler than that- at the thought of watching the client be rejected before Marce can even pull out her guitar.
"Yeah, threw me off like hell cause Bon is practically legendary but hey apparently there are still some brave souls out there."
"Oh dude, I've got a great ass idea," Jake sits up and leans on his elbows, "Let's keep this a secret from princess. Oh and Lady cause you know she cant keep anything from her."
Marce kinda laughs at this in confusion. "Uh what? Why? If you haven't noticed my services include a bouquet and unless you've learned flower language I dont think we can take Lady outta the equation."
He snorts "I may not know flowers, but I know my girlfriend. I can just be vague and she'll take it as a challenge and try to make the perfect bouquet. S'no problem on that front.
"I figured we could keep it a secret so we can see Bon's pure and raw reaction. Like I said, there hasn't been a suicide mission in a looooong while so she probably doesn't expect this. And it'll be way more funny cause someone commissioned you for it. Where it is no secret that a) you do this and b) you get help from the three of us."
"You got a point there detective. Bur fair warning, Bon will be giving us the stink eye for days if we do this. Especially me because she's my thesaurus and metaphor maker. You know how she loves taking credit for making them sound like a stupid romance novel."
"Psh, she loves you to hell and back. She'll just pout at you for a while and when you buy her her favourite candy it'll be right as rain."
Okay, that sounded valid but at the same time Marceline kind of shut down after Jake said Bon loves her so uh she guesses she'll just trust that it'll be fine?
" 'nother idea," Jake says softly. He's looking at he- actually. No he's not looking at her, hes just looking her way but his eyes are just. Not there.
"Uh, shoot"
"Make this song the best you've ever made."
Marceline laughs for a second before she realizes okay wait Jake is serious about that. What. Why the fuck would she do that.
He shrugs and smiles again. Soft and pitying -what why why is Jake acting like this what the fuck- and he gestures around a bit before speaking.
"Well, first off it'll be good practice for you. You've been workin with Bon for about as log as you've been doing this so think of this as a test to see how you are now on your own.
"Second, well ya gotta admit if you pull out a banger and Bon actually likes it it'll be way funnier cause you can sing it and she'll look all annoyed but you can see that her tapping her foot and bobbing her head. It'll be funny for everyone involved.
"And lastly," Jake takes a deep breath before speaking, as if this is one of the toughest things he's done in a while. "Call it a father's intuition."
She stares at him. She- she doesn't know hwo to react to that.
After a second, Jake cracks a soft smile and "Did you get Lady pregnant, you fucking askal" just slips out of her mouth.
Jake laughs loud and boisterous at this and Marce just follows.
Yeah, she might as well make this the best one she's ever made. The client won't get the girl, but at least she can make her like it
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Wording the privilege thing different is just coddling racism. And framing it as a debuff makes it seem like a set amountc but actually interdectionality impacts specifically hwo oppressions and privileged interact differently. Like being a black woman has its own unique challenges of misogynoir, its not just racism + misogyny but the unique combination
(This ask was in response to this post.)
You might be right. I don't know. I go back and forth a lot on whether it's worth it to try to explain things less...bluntly.
A lot of people reject certain ideas no matter how they're worded. On the other hand, some white people who are disabled, poor, had an abused childhood, etc. react very defensively to the perceived suggestion that they don't have any struggles at all, whereas [explaining the effects of racism by saying that all their problems would be worse if they were also people of color] can bypass that reaction.
From a strategic standpoint, it may make sense to choose whichever tactics are the most effective at changing minds.
I would absolutely not tone-police someone who didn't want to take that route, though. If what I said implied tone-policing, I apologize for wording it poorly and conveying the wrong message.
One thing’s for certain: I’ll keep thinking about what you said.
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dash said touch headcanon and i said hoOoo
sonic essentially cut off most social contact with people when he was 10 when he became an orphan, and didn’t really resume some of it until he was 12 and met tails, who helped ease him back into it. he was generally more guarded when he was younger (think up until heroes?), and he may be older and better off today, but it’s an old habits die hard thing. sonic is just. naturally the type to only really vibe with physical touch if you’re a close friend-- otherwise he actually is uncomfortable by it, especially if it’s out of the blue. he’s not AS guarded as he was but he still is to an extent. he also just. likes his personal space and his set boundaries. all of this is part of why he didn’t react well to amy chasing him when they were younger (mostly refering to being more closed off and I Am! Independant! disease he had pre-heroes. also he hoenstly didnt knwo hwo to deal with the fact anyone had such an obvious crush on him lmao)
that being said he DOES have an undeniable need for it even though it’s a subconscious thing because he just. wants comfort and safety. if you sleep next to him he’s going to cling to you (he has TERRIBLE sleeping habits).  vulnerability! we have issues with it in this house. he can be surprisingly cuddly once he gets past everything else. 
not that this all means he never touches people, because he does, but he either plays it off as a joke, is restricted to quick stuff, or it’s for some sort of necessity. for example he has no issue carrying people because he’s done so a ton fo time to get them to safety. the same can kinda be applied to holding hands, but that REALLY depends on context. if he has to grab someone’s hand to pull them along for safety reasons (like carrying people) he’s fine, because he has a goal. if a little kid (or someone who’s older really) wants to grab his hand because they need comfort, sonic’s not gonna say no to that, but it’s a Limited Edition thing. the thing with hand holding in particular is that once you manage to get Through His Apprehension sonic really likes it? he likes just casual hand holding. he’s also a fidgeter sometimes, so being able to fiddle with someone’s hand is super nice. it’s just a lowkey but comforting ‘im here’. this is hypothetical though, because that implies an equal amount of quiet vulnerability and boy does he have Fun with that
tl;dr if sonic Consciously leans against you without having to play it off as a joke you made it my dude
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storyunrelated · 4 years
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The thing that always
cooks my nut about worldbuilding and that whole rigmarole is really kind of-
actually, wait, let’s back it up a bit.
The primary purpose of a story is to be entertaining, right? Now I know you might say that the purpose of a story can also be to impart messages and morals and teach lessons and you wouldn’t be wrong in saying so.
But!
You’re not writing a fucking textbook, right? Because those teach things too. What you’re doing is writing a story, which is to say weaving a message and a moral and a lesson into something that is meant to engage attention - to entertain!
If you were just into teaching you’d be standing at the front of a class pointing at a blackboard and explaining things point by point. But you’re not doing that! You’re writing a story with characters and a world and a plot, a story that serves to explain what it is you’re trying to teach by showing how it works in practise.
See?
Or so runs my thinking, at least.
The point is, what comes first is getting people to pay attention in a story. Which isn’t saying much, is it? I mean, how do you do that?
Lots of fucking ways! So many ways! And a lot of them tend to clash.
Mean you’ll always need characters, those are vaguely important. And you can either have them being quite simplistic and straightforward or else complex. Straightforward means that people will know what to expect and how they’ll react, letting things move along at a far faster clip - more attention on events!
Like, is Jotaro Kujo a deep and complex character? No! But he doesn’t need to be! You know what his deal is, now watch him have to handle whatever new bullshit is coming his way!
But then you can also have complexity, layers, things, you know? And then you can tease them out. Then part of the fun is watching this character bend and flex as they’re put through the wringer - in that instance it’s watching the character that’s the fun part, as much or even more than the events themselves!
That’s kind of the point of most drama on television, I reckon. Like, they tend to be comparatively ‘mundane’ events like, oh, a murder or some shit and then the entertainment of the piece comes from seeing hwo everyone is dealing with the impact of it. You know? 
A murder isn’t mundane, just to point out, it’s horrific. But you know where you stand with a murder. It’s not like YOU MUST GATHER THE TEN FIRE CRYSTALS BEFORE THE ALIEN MOON ARRIVES AND HITS OUR MOON. And even then that’s simple enough you’d probably still be focusing on character responses! Maybe. You could.
I’m so lost.
What was I saying again?
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madilayn · 5 years
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The Deathworlders - Adam Ares & Ava Rios
The Deathworlders is a masive piece of work, also known as the Jenkinsverse.  You can read it at https://deathworlders.com/books/deathworlders/chapter-00-kevin-jenkins-experience/
It is updated fairly regularly, but it will take you a while to reach the point where you are waiting for chapters!
It’s a huge sprawling space epic with so maany characters that it cam be hard to keep track of them   There are points of humour and points of absolute terror and sadness.  It’ very well written, and you will become invested in parts of it, and care about characters. 
There re so many intertwined stories, that you will find something that will appeal to you.  I’ve found myself completely invested in two of the stories in particular. 
This piece is looking at the relationship of Adam Ares and Ava Rios and how its treated.  In particular, how Ava has been treated, and why I feel it’s a completely unfair treatment of her. 
There are some spoilers, so it’s under the cut.
WARNING LONG POST
One of the big subplots of the Deathworlders series revolves around Adam Ares and Ava Rios.  They are introduced in about Chapter 10.  15/16 year olds – Adam is the son of San Diego Detective Gabriel Ares who was investigating a murder that involved Terri Boone.  
Gabriel gives his son advice on dating, and when Ava is pointed out to him, he advises Adam that he should ask her as Ava was very interested in him as well.
 So – we have two mid teens and we are later given information that they are each others first romantic attachments.  They went to the same school – and probably didn’t know each other very well (in the manner of high school teens).  
 Their first date was to the roller derby (and incidentally – it was the first – and really only time – Adam completely deferred to Ava’s interests.  This is important in the light of what subsequently happened with them. At that first date, there was an incident engineered by The Hierarchy that resulted in Gabriel Ares being seriously wounded – badly enough that he would not be able to continue working with the San Diego Police Force.
 We next see them in Florida where Gabriel has taken them after he was recovered somewhat.  The idea is to have a bit of a holiday to take their minds off what has happened.  They are in Florida when the destruction of San Diego occurs.   Leaving Ava orphaned – the only people aive that she knows are Gabriel and Adam Ares.  
 In the narrative, Hambone clearly shows Ava as being severely traumatised by this – more so than Adam who still has his father (though he is traumatised).  
 Kevin Jenkins arranges for them to emigrate to Cimbrean, with the aim of Gabriel taking up the role of Chief of Security (Police Chief).  However, nobody seems to have really thought about Adam and Ava, much less investigated their mind set and trauma after what has happened.  
 In fact, when they get to Cimbrean they discover that Gabriel will be living in an apartment in one area of Folchtha and Adam and Ava sharing what is, in effect, a Tiny House, some distance away.  
 Remember – these are 15/16 year olds who are still going to school – and will be doing so on Cimbrean. Even the other children make comment about this (Sarah Tisdale says hwo lucky they are as she has to still live with her parents and younger brother).
 And apparently Gabriel Ares is in agreement of this.  At least, he makes no objection to it.  
 So – we have two teenagers, in their first romantic attachment, both having undergone serious trauma, being forced to live alone while their only parental figure is living at some distance to them.  And nobody even offers any form of counselling to them
In many ways – you can blame what they become from here on in, and theire actions, solely on the adults who have put them in this situation.
I have no doubt that had they still been living with Gabriel, he would have noticed the signs of trauma emerging.  And it is entirely likely that the pair would have drifted from romantic into sibling relationship naturally.  
 The reality is – it’s rare for your first boyfriend/girlfriend to be your last “one and only”.  
 They are confronted then with other things – the Tisdales open marriage and the family’s relaxed attitude towards ndity (the whole swimming naked in the lake – it take much longer for Ava to be able to do this wheeas Adam is able to jump in almost immediately).
 Then comes the next tragedy – Sarah Tisdale is murdered by a member of The Hierarchy when the three children notice something unusual at the construction site.  Adam and Ava are unable to stop “free spirit” Sarah from trying to see closer what is happening.  Sarah has no survival instinct.
 Sarah’s death affects the whole Colony – from Owen Powell downwards.  However, the two that it affects most by witnessing the whole thing ae Adam and Ava – both of whom blame themselves for her death.  
 And once again, absolutely zero counselling is offered to them.  And yet it is this incident that shapes their future career paths and determinations to make a difference.  
 All of this without one person questioning their motives.  
 For Adam it’s easy – he has a military career path that he can go on, and he makes this decision without discussing it with Ava  just presenting her with his decision and the assumption that she will accept it and just wait for him to be through with the training.  
 When Ava decides to go to the London School of Journalism (encouraged by her teacher) Adam duestions her about being in London.  However, they are both in agreement that it will be 4 years of training for them both and they will be able to meet up.  Adam’s objection about her being in London means he won’t be able to see her as much as he would like.  He never once asks her opinion.
 This becomes a repeating pattern in their relationship.  Adam makes decisions for his career, expecting Ava to just fall in with them and be there waiting for him when he is ready.
 In this – Adam is displaying many teenage boy traits – where a girlfriend is to be there for when he’s not hanging out with his friends and her role is to watch admiringly from the sidelines.  
 Fair enough when you are still school kids, but it doesn’t work as you get older.  
 At no time, does Adam ever take any interest in Ava’s course or life.  Or even really want to meet her friends.  As BASEBALL points out some time later, Adam had no idea that she was already very well known as a photographer and had a website of her own.  He rightly points out to Adam that he (BASEBALL) knows more about Adam’s girlfriend than Adam does.
 He’s no the only one – many people try to get Adam to understand that he’s being really inconsiderate and that he’s actually lucky Ava has stuck by him.  Adam is constantly surprised that there would be any doubt that she wouldn’t.  
 In London we have Ava suffering.  She loves Adam but every time that she sees him or speaks with him, it becomes all about Adam and she is left (afterwards) feeling sidelined.  
 Early on – we see them on Cimbrean over Christmas and they are supposed to be holidaying together. Except they are only together at night. Adam continues his training regime and Ava is left to fend for herself.  
 Even Gabriel notices and mentions it to Adam – who is (yet again) confused that he might actuaslly be doing something wrong.  Ava confronts him, and we see that confusion and then Adam tries to make Ava feel guilty about daring to want him to think of her.  That his career is more important because it was all about helping people and even brings Sarah up.
 Adam isn’t manipulating her consciously – he’s too innocent to do that.  He just hasn’t ever moved into a more mature mindset and it’s not helped by the intensely masculine and “brotherhood” environment of his training and then the SOR.
 In their relationship, all contact is initiated by Ava but the subject in the contact is always all about Adam.  Usually because Adam is making decisions for them both without letting her know – even if he’s had plenty of opportunity.  Even when Ava calls him with exciting news for herself, Adam never hears it because they end up fighting due to yet another decision Adam has made and not bothered to let her know about.  
 He never does find out what she wanted to tell him, and it doesn’t even seem to bother him.  
 Once again, BASEBALL calls him on it, but Adam does nothing.  
 This then tips things over the edge for Ava, and results in her becoming quite a hated character – both by a lot of readers (in fact, some of the comments about Ava from make Redditors are really disgusting) and also the SOR as a whole.  (though they never really accepted her at all – she was clearly an interloper when she did interact with them).
 Whilst in London, Ava has made some friends.  The first of these is a housemate who takes her out to a bar, whee they meet the other two men.  These men are more than happy to get together with the two ladies and one of them, Sean, makes it quite clear he’s attracted to Ava.  Ava, however, firmly shuts him down and tells him right from the start she is in a committed relationship.  
 Now  remember – at this time, Ava is 17 and has until now, had a very restrictive world view and experience.  
 Her friends see her relationship with Adam, and are not happy with how he treats her.  Ava is also aware it’s not great, but she loves Adam enough that she will accept it (not happily, but does so).
 Sean, however, seems to hate Adam from the start, and is always trying to push himself into Ava’s consciousness.  But he’s subtle.  He IS manipulative and he’s manipulating Ava for all he’s worth.  Sean never looses an opportunity to diss Adam – either subtly or more obviously.  
 When they do meet Adam, Ava’s friends react differently.  But Sean is the only one who is hostile, and the two put on such a show of masculine posturing that even Ava can see what is going on and is annoyed with them both.  
 And later on, she again reminds Sean that Adam is her boyfriend and how much she loves him.
 Sean tells her he has a crush on her, and Ava admits that if she didn’t love Adam and wasn’t with him, she might have a crush on him.  Might.
 For the next few years, Sean doesn’t loose an opportunity to push that he loves Ava 0 subtly and in a way that she feels quite bad about rejecting him.  
 He has ingratiated himself into her life in a way that she couldn’t get rid of him – he’s the one who helps get her work known – helping her to set up a website and become known as a photographer.  
 But it’s quite clear that nothing Sean has done is just for Ava.  
 It’s after Adam tells Ava that the SOR has been posted to Cimbrean and that he has taken on a 16 year/lifetime enlistment with them that things reach a head.  
 Ava feels, not unreasonably, that this was definitely something that he should have discussed with her.  Yes – the SOR had required an answer quickly, but Adam made absolutely no attempt whatsoever to contact Ava.  Even justifying not even bothering to e-mail her, let alone calling or texting her.  
 It is this that they have their major fight over, when Ava calls him to tell him her news (as he was in a plane en-route to Germany so the unit could travel to Cimbrean).  
 This does push Ava over the edge and is the ultimate reason that she starts looking at her life.  
 And the conclusion she comes to is the conclusion of a confused, frightened and inexperienced young girl, not a young woman with any sort of romantic experience behind her. Certainly not a conclusion and an idea that any honourable person would take her up on.  
 Ava goes to Sean and proposes an affair – an affair with a finite ending (the end of her University course it would appear) with no strings attached.  Basically to meet her sexual needs and personal needs whilst Adam is away.
 And when Adam does come to visit, or when she goes to Cimbean, she would be wholly Adam’s girlfriend.
 In fact, in all of this Ava sees herself as totally being Adam’s girlfriend and sees Sean as a lover and a friend.  
 Sean sees tihs as an opening, and takes what she offers, but still puts Adam down whenever he can and when he sees Adam makes subtle “ownership” moves towards Ava.  
 Ava tells two people outside of her very very small circle of friends (two other people).  One is Gabriel Ares (who guesses something is going on) and BASEBALL who also guesses (much more accurately) what is going on.
 This is really the start of Ava’s very bad relationship with the SOR as BASEBALL makes absolutely no bones about his very low opinion of her.  Even though he can understand and feels that Adam is treating her badly.  
 But absolutely nobody who could help her, gives her advice not to do so, or any other options.  Even Adam’s father, who thinks of her as his daughter by now.  Not one person sees her decision as that of a confused and hurting young women, who has no idea how to deal with how she is being treated.  
 Not one person.  And yet, afterward, they all feel quite justified to judge her as untrustworthy and as the villain in the whole situation.  In fact, the whole attitude is “poor Adam” rather than trying to find out from Ava why she did what she did.
 The SOR as a whole, even takes it one step further to actively dislike and distrust and not hesitating to say so to a number of people – both on Cimbrean and on Folctha. Once again, leaving Ava completely alone and vulnerable.  
When Adam does find out, once again, he’s not willing to ask Ava, but immediately kicks her out of his apartment.  Eventually he does start listening to her, and they begin to heal, but that takes time, and he does nothing to try to change the opinion of the SOR
 When Ava is caught up (through no fault of her own) in Operation EMPTY BELL, the attitude of the SOR towards her confuses even the troops on the ground, but, to their credit, are not influenced by it.  
 However, Ava discovers that her reputation as untrustworthy, to the point of being a security risk (which is, frankly, ridiculous!) goes up to the CIA level.  You can see how this hurts Ava, and adds further to her trauma.
Ava seems to be painted as something of a jezebel, and is described by both Powell land Sean as a user. Basically, they feel that she uses her “womanly wiles” to use men.  It’s a very very misogynistic view of her.  
 Everybody agrees that Adam did not treat her well, but nobody bothers to see just how badly he did treat her, and the effect it had on her.  
 It’s almost as if they expect Ava to behave in a much more adult way than Adam simply because she’s a female.  As if she’s not allowed to make mistakes.  Not allowed to wand Adam to put her first.  Because Adam has is MISSION and Ava can’t possibly be as important as that, or have anything as important as that in her life.  
 All in all, the treatment of Ava and Adam is incredibly stereotypical with the woman as the villain who ruins the poor innocent man, who does it deliberately and then goes on to deliberately use men for her own designs.  
 When in reality, we don’t see Ava do this – in fact we see her floundering on as a human, as a teenager who has not had any sort of life experience and who makes major mistakes because she has had no adult guidance plus the added problem of being the victim serious, and untreated, mental trauma.
 As I said earlier – in the course of things, maybe Adam and Ava would not have stayed together as a couple. However, whatever chance they had was doomed by the fact that neither of them was given the sort of support and advice and, more importantly, mental health help that they needed.
 Adam does go on to a much more mature relationship eventually with Martina Kovacs, but Ava’s mental issues mean she is left alone romantically with nothing in sight.  And with the reputation of an untrustworthy woman who does not deserve romance.  
 Hopefully this will change, and Adam and Martina between them will change the minds of the SOR about her, and also help her to find somebody who will value her for the person she truly is, and give her the loving, mature relationship that they have themselves.  
 Because Ava deserves it.
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How I draw
So I was recently asked how I became good at drawing. I’m mostly self taught so I don’t have strong art techniques or basis but I decided to make a masterpost on what are some of the points that taught me how to draw at the level I am now. Hope this helps.
1) Pick a style and find an ispiration
Don’t listen to people who say it’s bad to copy other artists. Every artist always started by studying the drawing of those who came before them. Choose the style you’d like to use - manga, western cartoon, realistic, semi realistic - and gets inspired by those who draw in that style, copy their drawing and even trace them. At some point you’ll develop your art style that may or may not be very similar to their but don’t be afraid of starting like this.
(these are drawing of an oc of mine i drew in different styles inspired by Rumiko Takahashi, Kentaro Miura, Bruno Brindisi and Rebecca Sugar)
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2) Study real people and learn to build the body and the face
This is a good advice mostly if you have a realistic/semi-realistic art style but it can be useful for cartoonish style too.
Look at photos, study the human body. Look at general anatomy studies too (even if, in my opinion, unless you wanna become an hyper realistic artist 100 pages of anatomy manual are just useless), deconstruct the human body and look how it works.
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These are general rules and obviously all humans are different. Learn to draw different nose, eyes, mouth and jaw shapes, look at real humans for that.
After that learn to construct the body. You can do it in different ways, some people prefer using shapes, i personally prefer just doing lines and then creating the person on it. I’m gonna draw all the steps I use to draw the body and the face.
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This is for general shapes but it counts with everything. Study the shapes of muscles, how faces react to certain expressions, how bodies move.
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5) Watch and read tutorials and manuals
There are a lot of tutorials on youtube or deviantart or tumblr and a lot of manuals that will help you get better and achieve a better artistic technique. 
A few personal notes:
- Before buying a manual look carefully at it, don’t buy it on impulse or because you saw a couple of good pages. 
- Stay away from manuals that are like “let’s draw manga” or something similar unless you are sure they are good manuals. 
- Don’t trust artists who only draw white/white passing people. Learn hwo to draw features of colors, learn how to color darkskin, look at artists who draw people of colors. 
- Don’t trust men who only draw women and especially a lot of naked women, even if it’s for artistic purpose and it’s not porn. They probably never saw a naked woman and they are gross anyway.
4) Doodle a lot
I think this is kind of a given but I’m gonna say it anyway: it’s useless to do one big complicated drawing a month - unless you already know how to draw - and that’s it. Do a lot of little drawing, sketches. On your computer, on paper. It will help your hand in becoming more fluid and eventually your art style will become more firm and good. Doodle a lot, its not important if it’s good or not just do a lot of little drawing and it will help you a lot more than doind few, big, complicated ones.
I guess it ends here. I never went to an art school so this is mostly stuff I self taught myself or read on other tutorials but I hope it helped. byee
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knightofbalance-13 · 6 years
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“At least Raven is a more interesting character than Taiyang.”
NO.
No she is not.
Raven is a bitch and just about everything about her reinforces that. From her ideals and way of life down to even her appearance and body language and especially her Semblance, Raven is a bitch through ad through.
Cinder is more interesting than Raven. I want to know why Cinder craves power, what her history is and how she met Salem.
Adam is more interesting than Raven. The implications from what Blake has said, even after Volume 3, paint Adam as someone who while selfish, has a point to hs existence and his very presence serves as a warning to how causes can be hijacked and used by selfish people.
SALEM is more interesting than Raven. Salem’s long standing history with ozpin, her control over Tyrian, her ability to control Grimm and her knwiledge all interest me.
And Taiyang? I want to know more about HIM. What was HIS family like? What inspired him to be a Huntsman? How did his family react? How was he trained? What was his training like? What was he like in Beacon? What flaws did he have? Was he like Yang or like Ruby? How did he met Qrow, Raven and especialy Summer? How did he interact with them? How did he do with cooperation? What struggles did he have to face, how did he react to them and how did he grow? What missions did he take? What impressed him? How did get together with Raven? How did he take being a father? Hwo did he react to Raven leaving specifically? How did he interact with Summer and Qrow afterward? How did he fall in love with Summer. What was their relationship like? How did he raise Yang and RUby practically alone?
And don’t even get me started on the questions between him and Ruby.
I do not care about Raven. I care about Taiyang.
So no, she is NOT more interesting than him.
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auroraphilealis · 6 years
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So, my old bestfriend/boyfriend messaged me after years of having no communication, and we skyped for like 2 hours. After, he didn't talk to me for months. Then, randomly he said he was moving and he would be going to my school. Still, he doesn't ever talk to me. I fell into a total depression over the last few weeks, and it's stupid, but I think it's because if this. Did I disappoint him? I feel like I did. I wish I could prove that im good enough to talk to. I miss being close to him. so much.
I’m going to be real with you, sweetheart. I’ve been in a situation very similar to this. The details don’t matter, but the fact of the matter is, when a person treats you like that, it doesn’t mean that you aren’t worthy. I understand how that can effect your self esteem, and as someone with PTSD and underlying mental issues myself, I understand how it can worsen an underlying depression and make it worse. The thing is, though, that doesn’t make it your fault, and it doesn’t mean it’s not something you can’t fight. 
You have to come to terms with the fact that this person is toxic to you and your life. They don’t deserve you, not the other way around. They can’t treat you that way and expect you to jump everytime they want to talk or hang out. They literally shouldnt’ be allowed that much control over you. 
There are two things you can do. 1. confront them, tell them your feelings, how they make you feel, and be honest but never, ever, apologize for how you feel, and see hwo they react, or 2. come to terms with the fact that that person doesn’t deserve you and you need to cut them off cold turkey. Yes, it sucks losing someone you were that close to. I’ve been through it many times myself. But that shouldn’t keep you in a relatinoship that isn’t good for you.
What’s best to do... is protect yourself, and cut out people hwo make you feel shiitty about yourself. 
You deserve bettter. 
You will find better. 
There really are more fish in the sea, and you are only hurting yourself by not going out and finding better. It is never okay to settle. Always seek for better, no matter if you think you will find better or not. 
Trust me, you will.
I did. 
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