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nowhere else

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Lucy and Mina If Lucy lived and they teamed up to murder Dracula.

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*cheerfully* we're feeling Good about it! I personally am feeling like I *won* -- I tend to underwrite because the reader's imagination is always gonna be nastier than anything I can come up with. if you're contemplating various horror shows, I'm right there with you. yes. whatever you're imagining? happened.

let's say for sure that at the time, JC figured it was a done deal, he was dead anyways, so no harm in bragging a little/running his mouth/letting himself be selfish and unfilial/getting it over with.

(was he right about that? well. urgh. no. things could get worse before he died.)

did wc's father know about wc's priorities? he did once the Jiang heir rubbed his nose in it, yeah, and he was extremely unamused about the whole thing. Bad Times Ahoy.

ahahahaha shit I keep bringing surprise noncon to the yard. fuck. okay guys, I pinkie promise that JC is secretly g a g g i n g for it and mostly furious that lan wangji is the guy who made this possible. with a side of "this had better not be one of wwx's Fucking Jokes".

thinking my pervert thoughts about zhanchengxian and how much of an absolute train wreck I think it would be (positive)

nah, these fuckers a) generally speaking do not communicate particularly well, b) have some real resentment built up that I do not think sex would necessarily fix, c) are not, even post-canon, really capable of being rational about each other.

considering a messy weird situationship where everyone is a little meaner than canon and coming into it from a slightly warped perspective:

wwx: yeah, Jiang Cheng has some feelings about the core thing and still might feel kind of abandoned (maybe? the most important thing is to never have an excruciating discussion about Our Feelings ever again). so to fix that, whenever we see him, we do this fun roleplay where I remind him he’s always going to belong to me and he gets treated like a toy. it’s hot and he’s into it; this is fine and should continue indefinitely.

lwj: fully seething but unable to deny my husband anything. if sect leader jiang is willing to do penance about the burial siege on his back that’s marginally acceptable (does it turn me on a little? yeah but in the way where I'm pissed off about it) the important thing is that he gets he’s not allowed to say no to anything wwx wants

Jc: as always wwx wants to have his cake and eat it too. fucking pathetic that I’m going along with it. fucking humiliating that lan wangji sees this shit. everything’s all in the past until wwx gets a hardon. it’s unfortunate that fucking the two of them is a politically smart move, particularly since I, like everyone else, have Moved On and am capable of handling this like a detached adult.

you know. hopefully you see the vision.

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okay 25 episodes into fangs of fortune and my god I cannot take it. all these lil fuckers know is:

weep

tenderly caress each other

prolonged worried eye contact

weep

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another version of this poll

you just got accused of a crime!!!!! unfortunately, this time you did in fact do the thing you were accused of. even more unfortunately, because society is unjust, the amount of punishment you would receive, were you to be convicted, is completely disproportionate to the actual crime you committed. in fact, one might even argue that the crime you committed, while legally a crime, is not a moral wrongdoing at all.

unfortunately, jiggy is still busy.

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the large amount of 3zun fic where they're a luxuriantly besotted throuple who all love each other very much is really so interesting if you think about it because in canon, things broke down between nmj and jgy INCREDIBLY early. the three of them literally barely had the opportunity to stand in the same room together before everything hit the fan (and they weren't even happy about it the few times they did, because meng yao was in such an awkward position).

by the time they officially became a trio, things were already irreparable between nmj and jgy. like nmj put "i'm gonna fucking get you, you little bitch" in his wedding vows

like to be clear i WILL read the fanfic because luxuriantly besotted throuples are basically my favourite goddamn thing in the world but it truly has almost zero analogue to canon… a communal delusion…

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i actually never ever want AO3 to be censored bc nothing is more fun than reading the tags on a fic and going “huh. didn’t know there was a market for that.”

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another prompt i did for the svsss gotcha, this time the iconic mpreg sqq, which got requested x40

i thought the idea of sqq craving food that doesn’t exist and binghe making it for him despite that was really cute

also, pregnancy suits sqq a little too well

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It's fine. he wants it. very badly

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*sighs* i have other shit i gotta focus on. that said. i release this into the wild.

"You meant to protect Wei Ying," Hanguang-jun said.

Jiang Cheng considered the exits. Wangji was blocking the door, of course, but if he didn't mind sacrificing his dignity, he could head out the window; there was no reason to assume the Lan bastard could swim. His tolerance for any of Lan Wangji's judgemental contempt had never been high, but ever since Wei Wuxian had visited, a couple of months ago, and made it clear that Lan Wangji was aware of that -- shameless, insulting offer -- well. His best life would involve never interacting with Lan Wangji again; since that wasn't possible, given their respective stations, rigidly polite distance would've been acceptable. He couldn't think of a single reason for Lan Wangji to approach him privately.

Ignoring him completely might make him go away, Jiang Cheng thought, and gave it up as a bad job; he didn't have the time or the energy to wait him out.

"Why are you *here*," he said, instead. 

"(Town) requested help a few weeks ago," Lan Wangji said.  He hadn't started sneering at Jiang Cheng yet, which - was it a record? maybe? probably? "Inquiry was performed. It was necessary to call the spirit of a Wen captain."

One eyebrow raised a quarter of an inch, like Jiang Cheng was supposed to pick up on whatever the fuck Lan Wangji was talking about. When he gestured impatiently for him to get to the point, his lip twitched in - disgust? impatience, at least.

"He was part of the group that oversaw your...capture."

"They've all been dead for years," Jiang Cheng said, short. "Were you not able to suppress? I assume there's a reason you're here."

"What you did was...admirable."

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"You want to die for Wei Wuxian?  Fine. That can be arranged," Jiang Cheng said, which was the sort of thing he'd break Jin Ling's legs for suggesting to the chief cultivator.  It was vitally - critically - important to ensure that Lan Wangji dropped this idea.

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"This is a waste of time," Jiang Cheng said, flat, irritated. "I have shit to do - look, just," and went to his knees (?) to paw at Wei Wuxian's skirts (??)

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING," Wei Wuxian said, in a tone that was fairly calm and reasonable, considering the circumstances.

Jiang Cheng made a face (that he would've said, right up until about five minutes ago, that it was the face he made when he wasn't sure if he was the butt of a joke and was deciding how much of a tantrum to throw about it, but Wei Wuxian would've said very confidently that Jiang Cheng wasn't going to his knees for anyone without a fight, and look! that had turned out to be wrong!) and -- looked to Lan Zhan.

On his knees. Face close enough to Wei Wuxian's -- belt -- that he could've lifted his hand an inch and gotten a fistful of Jiang Cheng's hair, if he'd wanted to, which was neither here nor there, just an observation. And he looked to Lan Zhan.

His cheeks had gone red. Which made sense! Wei Wuxian had never noticed how stuffy this room was - it was hot, actually, really hot in here.

"Did you just want to see if I'd do it?" Jiang Cheng asked, like he knew the answer already.

"No," Lan Zhan said, even, a little urgent, and Wei Wuxian gave up on propriety and gave in to his own instincts. Jiang Cheng's hair tangled, rough and a little oily between his fingers, warm at the nape.

It stung, a little, to think about them having some kind of connection outside of him, but he'd been gone for a long time -- well! Best not to think about that! Best to focus on the problem at hand, which was "no no no, not a joke," Wei Wuxian said, and ran a soothing thumb across the nape of Jiang Cheng's neck, because whatever Lan Zhan had done to make this happen was something he'd back to the hilt.

Jiang Cheng's mouth twisted. So stubborn, so haughty! -but he didn't pull away.

thinking my pervert thoughts about zhanchengxian and how much of an absolute train wreck I think it would be (positive)

nah, these fuckers a) generally speaking do not communicate particularly well, b) have some real resentment built up that I do not think sex would necessarily fix, c) are not, even post-canon, really capable of being rational about each other.

considering a messy weird situationship where everyone is a little meaner than canon and coming into it from a slightly warped perspective:

wwx: yeah, Jiang Cheng has some feelings about the core thing and still might feel kind of abandoned (maybe? the most important thing is to never have an excruciating discussion about Our Feelings ever again). so to fix that, whenever we see him, we do this fun roleplay where I remind him he’s always going to belong to me and he gets treated like a toy. it’s hot and he’s into it; this is fine and should continue indefinitely.

lwj: fully seething but unable to deny my husband anything. if sect leader jiang is willing to do penance about the burial siege on his back that’s marginally acceptable (does it turn me on a little? yeah but in the way where I'm pissed off about it) the important thing is that he gets he’s not allowed to say no to anything wwx wants

Jc: as always wwx wants to have his cake and eat it too. fucking pathetic that I’m going along with it. fucking humiliating that lan wangji sees this shit. everything’s all in the past until wwx gets a hardon. it’s unfortunate that fucking the two of them is a politically smart move, particularly since I, like everyone else, have Moved On and am capable of handling this like a detached adult.

you know. hopefully you see the vision.

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⚡️ ZAP!!! ⚡️

Today's my birthday, which means I get to be self-indulgent and post art of my favorite fictional little man! \o/ And I do mean self-indulgent - this one was such a delight to make every step of the way. I'm always excited when I get commissioned to make papercraft art of Jiang Cheng, and even more excited when I get to craft him some beautiful robes, show off his Zidian skills, and spatter him with a little blood! I was especially happy with the paper for Zidian - it's holographic irl, and reflects all sorts of vibrant blues and coppery pinks when tilted. It really looks like lightning flashing as JC strikes!

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here's my contribution to the fof fandom, i can't believe my catching up with yanan turned into the deepest i've fallen into a tv show in probably YEARS. can't say i'm complaining but i can say i've been crying, just, so much. ANYWAY

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sometimes you need dialogue tags and don't want to use the same four

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Another big general protest, similar to the April Hands Off protests is being organized for May 1st. You can find local protests at the link and, if you want to get even more deeply involved, you can join an organizing call on April 17th.

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