#and either I'm stupidly reading too much into things or this is all super obvious and I'm dumb for pointing it out

[incarnadinedreams]

This isn't really new or anything but the more I reread random passages the more convinced I am that there's something very unique about the way Jiang Cheng reacts to Wen Ning and it's just so interesting!

I'm convinced it's more than just being angry. It's more than just hating him, or blaming him for Jin Zixuan's death or his sister's life. It's more than being a Wen, and it comes long before so many of those tragedies unfold anyway.

There's a sort of urgent, visceral reaction to Wen Ning's presence that just has this different feeling to it than how he reacts to any of the other characters. Even characters he has strong emotional responses to, it's never with the same panic or recklessness. It's not the same as the whole "vengeful wrath, fathomless hatred, or raving ecstasy" situation he's got going on with Wei Wuxian (sexy as that might be).

When it's Wei Wuxian, it's all "...well, well. So you're back?" and "Haven't you got anything to say to me?" Even when he's not being very nice, even when he's throwing teacups and furious at Wei Wuxian, there's still an edge of calmness in the way he lashes out. He's fucking mad but he's had more than a decade to think about this and he's got things to say and he's trying so hard to get a reaction from Wei Wuxian that he just won't give him.

But he can't tolerate having Wen Ning anywhere near him. Much of the time he instantly lashes out, physically, in ways to create space between them. He's mean to Wen Ning, but he doesn't really have much to say to him; he just wants to get away from him.

It really stuck out to me how instinctive and instantaneous and emotional that reaction is when I was reading this passage from chapter 81 (ExR translation since I've got it on hand in digital text form), when Jin Ling returns Zidian and rushes back into the fray during the Second Siege:

When Jiang Cheng was unaware, he stuffed Zidian's ring back into his hand and sprinted toward the crowd, all the way up to the most dangerous area before the mouth of the cave. Jiang Cheng was about to chase after him when he managed to slice a few corpses, staggering. He felt that Sandu was no lighter than hundreds of pounds. Two female corpses threw themselves at him from both directions.

Jiang Cheng cursed. As he lifted his sword again, another pair of hands tore the two corpses into pieces, "Sect Leader..."

Jiang Cheng lost his temper as soon as he heard the voice. He kicked Wen Ning away and cursed, "Get the fuck away from me!"

Obviously that is not very nice and poor Wen Ning didn't deserve a kick for being legitimately helpful there, but the point is that not only does he lash out - the reaction happens even when he's clearly got higher priorities going on in a chaotic situation. Throughout that entire event he reacts in a somewhat more even-keeled way to almost everything except Wen Ning being in his vicinity.

And it's not just after Wen Ning's death, not just after he became Wei Wuxian's greatest weapon, not just after he was forced to kill Jin Zixuan - it's specifically a pattern established from the moment he woke up in the Supervisory Office without a core:

Before he could say anything, those sun robes reflected against Jiang Cheng's eyes. His pupils suddenly shrunk.

Jiang Cheng kicked Wen Ning, toppling over the bowl of medicine. The black liquid all spilled onto Wen Ning. Wei WuXian wanted to take the bowl of medicine. He pulled up Wen Ning as well, who had been shocked speechless. Jiang Cheng roared at him, "What's wrong with you?!"

At this point he doesn't even know how he was rescued, since he was unconscious for all of that, and thinks they're in a Wen trap and likely going to die (or worse). But there's so many echoes of that interaction again, and again, and again between them.

And combined with Wen Ning's remarks during the scene just before this, where he tells Wei Wuxian about the discipline whip injuries and how Jiang Cheng 'should have other injuries as well', the way the narrative is so deliberately ambiguous on what exactly occurred, it all makes me want to crawl up the walls and gnaw on the light fixtures wailing WHAT DID YOU SEE, WEN NING?! WHAT DID YOU SEE?

At a minimum, Jiang Cheng knows that Wen Ning was there at Lotus Pier prior to his capture by the Wen guards, because they'd both seen Wen Ning examining Jiang corpses on the training field before they fled for Meishan.

But everything after that is only implication and subtext and suppositions and speculation, not directly stated in the text. But based on his reaction, you can pry my headcanon from my cold dead hands that that Wen Ning probably witnessed all or much of what happened to Jiang Cheng after he was captured, and Jiang Cheng knows it.

I've also posted before how I think there's an at least nonzero chance that Jiang Cheng was never directly told that Wen Ning wasn't actually there with Wen Chao when they saw him early on, but came later to try to help (because when Wen Ning gives Wei Wuxian that information Jiang Cheng isn't conscious, and nobody tells Jiang Cheng anything. I don't think that headcanon changes much either way, but there is a slight difference, at least emotionally, between 'I helped you while I was there to slaughter your clan and destroy your life' and 'I came when I heard my crazy cousin was slaughtering your clan and tried to help you' and I think it's a juicy thing to add to the pile of misunderstandings they each have of the other's motivations and actions).

Which, if I go with these two ideas together, really drives home what a bespoke and specific nightmare the way the Golden Core reveal played out - not only the substance of the reveal, but the fact it was Wen Ning who revealed it.

He was already furious that they were even there at Lotus Pier, particularly Wen Ning. But the way it all happens it feels like it's not just echoes of the amplified emotions of the confrontation with Lan Wangji & Wei Wuxian in the Ancestral Hall, it's not just Wen Ning being a Wen, or even Jin Zixuan's death, the way the narration calls out. It feels like there are deeper layers to it.

I also feel a bit stupid for not noticing before this probably extremely obvious to literally everyone else who isn't a dumbass like me parallel of Wen Ning getting a gruesome scorching whip mark across his chest at Lotus Pier in the course of saving Wei Wuxian (more or less, sort of - we know as readers Jiang Cheng was intentionally trying not to hurt them with Zidian, but I don't think Wen Ning knew that when he jumped in).

Jiang Cheng looked to find that the uninvited guest was Wen Ning. Immediately, he raged, "Who let you inside Lotus Pier?! How dare you!"

He could manage to tolerate others, but definitely not Wen Ning, the Wen-dog who put his hand through Jin ZiXuan's heart and ended both his sister's happiness and her life. Just a look, and he felt the urge to kill him right there. How dare he step foot on the earth of Lotus Pier—he really was looking for his death!

Because of the two lives and many other reasons, Wen Ning had always felt guilty, and so he'd always been somewhat scared of Jiang Cheng, consciously avoiding him all the time. Right now, however, he blocked Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi as he faced him, taking the hard lash. A gruesome scorch climbed across his chest, but still he didn't flinch.

I don't know that it actually means anything but it's making me FEEL THINGS incoherently at this specific moment, so. Also I find it legitimately sad that Wen Ning has to live with guilt over things that happened when he was controlled by someone else, though the scene before the Ancestral Hall when Jin Ling starts crying on the boat is probably a better example of that. Anyway.

It's just there's so, so many layers to how uniquely horrible it is for Jiang Cheng that he not only finds out about the Golden Core transfer this way, but also that Wen Ning, specifically, directly witnessed this life-shatteringly huge deception and sacrifice too - while Jiang Cheng was unconscious, no less.

And, well, we know how everything got capped off in that scene...

Obviously the shock of the information was going to get a huge reaction no matter what, no matter who or how he found out. Even without the Wen Ning element, it already hits every one of his deepest weaknesses and insecurities and fears.

But to come from the guy who'd witnessed his family being slaughtered, who'd witnessed who-knows-what humiliations heaped on him (who also happens to be the same fucking guy that Wei Wuxian thought it was worth leaving Yunmeng Jiang for, breaking his promise for...), the guy he blames for his sister's tragic fate (whether that blame is misplaced or not), the guy he exhibits a panic response towards even decades later, and goddamn.

There are just so many layers to this perfect little nightmare reveal on so many different levels aren't there?

There's just SO much meaty stuff for these two to dig into post-canon and all we get is an extra with a 'oh yeah sometimes Jiang Cheng yells on night hunts and Wen Ning is there' about it?!

I should probably just shut up and go read some Jiang Cheng and Wen Ning focused fics or something (whether romantic or platonic that's probably an area I really haven't explored enough vs. the amount of sheer interesting hints and material the novel gives to work with! If by some miracle anyone made it to the end of this beast feel free to drop any recs that explore them, especially that 'what did Wen Ning see?!' aspect of the whole situation because that is the current little brain worm haunting me right now).

[spacetimeconundrum]

Okay! The main one I can remember was Werewolf vs. Vampire. Little known werewolf habits/symptoms. Did Campion being a werewolf affect his relationship with the woman in Dancers in Mourning? I can't remember if you address that, clearly I need to reread. Also I'm just feeling Christmassy and wondered if you've thought about Campion At Christmas. I realized I'm not sure how they celebrated back then.

You’ve given me a lot of different things to think about here, so bear with me while I ramble on for a bit…

In the (stupidly long) time since I’ve updated my werewolf!Campion series, I’ve actually done quite a lot of writing (I know, I know, where’s the proof?) and spent even more time ruminating on various aspects of werewolfiness with respect toCampion’s canon-adventures: what’s changed for him, and what bits of werewolf lore am I keeping for his story. A few of these happen to be VERY plot relevant for Mr. Campion’s War, so I won’tnecessarily go into them in great detail here, but a few tidbits:

- Real wolves are pack animals and large percentage of their communication is physical in nature or scent-based; humans are social creatures that also need a certain amount of touch/physicality in their interactions to thrive; werewolves tend to be much more tactile than youraverage repressed English gentleman of the early 20th century and considerably more invested in how things smell. Albert Campion is no exception, though he has a great deal of upper class socialization telling him that no, he can’t just grab people and / or sniff them, no matter what his instincts are screaming at him.

Before being cursed, Campion dealt with his insecurities / social discomfort via inane chatter - make people laugh and they’ll underestimate him or look for another target. (He spent a lot of time at school being bullied before he learned this trick.) After, he’s not much different, though large crowds tend to make him more anxious and prone to make himself politely invisible. But if you’re one of the few people he considers part of his inner circle, he’s much less physically reserved than before. (This was actually the aspect of Campion’s transformation that Lugg found the strangest. People, least of all Albert bloomin’ Campion, do not tend to hug Magersfontaine Lugg. Not unless one or both of them is dying. It’s weird for both of them, but it gets less so over time.)

- As far asCampion’s inner wolf is concerned, Lugg, Amanda, Oates, Guffy &Mary Randall, Hal Fitton, Val, Uncle Avril and later Charlie Luke and Rupert are part of his pack.

- Alcohol has almost no effect on him. The super high metabolism that allows Campion to heal rapidly and shape shift also means his body tends to process alcohol before he feels any intoxicating effects. Helpful when he’s trying to drink a suspect under the table, less helpful when certain poisons actually effect him faster than they ordinarily would. (Thank goodness for his fast healing.) This makes the events near the end of Death of a Ghost rather more harrowing when he discovers the mad combination of spirits the villain plies him with are having a deleterious effect on him almost too late.

- Speaking of that high metabolism - rationing for WWII actually makes things rather uncomfortable for Mr. Campion, as he can’t exactly explain to anybody with authority that he really needs to be issued enough coupons for two people. He ends up sort of solving this problem by supplementing his diet by shifting on non-full moon nights when he can and going hunting in the countryside as a wolf. It gets a bit tricky though, as every shift is a massive calorie expenditure, meaning he risks creating a net loss for himself if his hunting isn’t successful enough. (Not to mention he’s not always stationed somewhere safe enough to venture out in wolf-form or the risk of being caught ‘poaching’ afterwards.) Campion spends most of the war irritable, hungry, and underweight.

- That said, there are absolutely advantages to being a spy who can shape shift.

- Cats and horses hate Campion now, to the extent that some of his friends (who don’t know why these animals have taken an instant dislike to him) tease him about it. Dogs are either extremely wary of him or instantly his best friend, with very little in between.

- Campion had to falsify paperwork to avoid a government physical. Fortunately, he knows more than a few people in the right professions who owe him a favour or two. He’s avoided eye exams and medical check ups entirely since becoming a werewolf, mostly out of an overabundance of caution. He’s never sick and orders replacement spectacles from a theatre supplier.

- His eyes shine green instead of red in photographs taken with a heavy flash, but this really isn’t a problem until later in his life when colour photography becomes more commonplace.

- His normal body temperature runs hotter than most people’s, which is handy when waking up naked outdoors on a chilly English winter morning, miserable when riding the tube during a sweltering London heat wave.

- Is Campion’s lycanthropy contagious? If say, he were to bite someone, would they then become a werewolf too? Ahahaha. Stay tuned on this one, as it will be addressed in Mr. Campion’s War. Minor spoilers, it is inheritable, as Rupert Campion discovers to his dismay upon reaching puberty.

- Are there other supernatural creatures in Mr. Campion’s world? Other werewolves maybe? Yep. More than you’d think. Not gonna say who just yet. ;)

- His relationship with Linda Sutane (the woman in Dancers in Mourning) is largely unchanged by him being a werewolf, other than his enhanced senses making it much more obvious to him how mutual their attraction was (very). He still didn’t act on it, though he very much wanted to, and they parted as friends in the end. (The scene in Dancers in Mourning where he goes for a long walk through London to try to suppress his feelings for her very nearly ends in him stripping off his clothes and going wolf for a while until he manages to get a hold of himself.) This isn’t directly addressed in any of my stories, but it gets alluded to a little in Mr. Campion’s Secret and Mr. Campion’s Snarl.

- Christmas wasn’t celebrated all that differently then than today I think - dinners with family, presents, etc. The holiday actually only gets a couple brief mentions in the novels - first in The Tiger in the Smoke, which takes place in late November 1950, and then The Mind Readers, which seems to take place in December 1965. The short stories are another matter: The Case is Altered takes place at a Christmas party Campion attends in, presumably, 1938, wherein he has an opportunity to play Santa. The Man With the Sack is set on Christmas Eve, 1936? The Snapdragon and the CID is explicitly set on Christmas day, but various bits of it are so wildly anachronistic to the established timeline, I have no idea what year it’s meant to be; it’s blatant holiday fluff though so who cares. If you haven’t already read them, I highly recommend the short stories. Campion works really well in that format and they’re quick reads.

Merry Christmas!

[questionofdarkness]

Hi! Could i get a match up? I'm female but genderfluid & asexual I'm 18 and 6'1 , I have brown hazel eyes and long super curly brown hair with a neutral red tint. Also a bit chubby. I'm super shy but I love hanging out with friends. I'm super sarcastic but all my friends call me the mom of the group because i take care of everyone and stick up for them. I love baking and it's also my career. I love reading and listening to music and theater musicals. I'm so shy, I just want cuddles!

I match you with… Tamaki Amajiki!

It was a warm Tuesday afternoon, the sun was burning on the streets andthe air was hot and stiff inside the crowded metro. You did your best to keepthe bags in your hands out of the other passenger’s way while not letting go ofthe pole that kept you from falling at every stop. You had clearlyoverestimated your ability to carry all the groceries for the next week byyourself on your way home. Normally, you’d go to a store nearby your smallapartment, but you figured you could safe some time by getting them beforeboarding the train. But you ended up buying a lot more than expected, as youwould have to bake for multiple occasions within the next few days and had justrecently used up your supplies. There was a thing from work that required youto bring two trays of cupcakes and then a friend’s birthday and also a visitfrom yet another friend that hadn’t seen in a while and who had always beenaddicted to your trademark cookies. So now you stood in between a bunch ofstrangers, sweating due to both the weather and the rising anxiety filling yourchest, and wished you could have at least looked at your phone or get yourheadphones out. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, an electronic voice announcedyour stop and you shuffled out the waggon as soon as possible, staring at theground and trying to get past the other people without having to ask them tostep aside. Oh, how much you hated rush hour public transport! The station wassmall and there weren’t many people around, the shade of the big apartmentcomplexes providing some relief. You took a deep breath, glad to have some morespace, and started to walk towards your flat. But you didn’t even manage to getto the first staircase before you heard two voices behind you, a quiet, softone saying “Mirio, wait-“ and the other, not exactly quiet one, yelling “Hey,Miss!” You unintentionally fastened your stride, but the steps behind youremained consistent, fastened actually and the voiced called again. Now it wasunmistakable, they were talking to you, and before you could turn around a handlanded on your shoulder. You jumped a little and took a step back, only to befaced with a huge smile and two comically dark eyes, staring at you with noill-intent in them. “You forgot your bag, Miss”, the man said and his smilewidened as he handed you a white plastic bag. You must have forgotten it inyour hurry when leaving the train. You didn’t dare to tell him that you’drather he used different pronouns right now. Instead, you thanked himawkwardly. The second man behind him seemed around as uncomfortable as you.Half hidden he seemed to be escaping your shy glance on purpose. His black haircovered most of his face and he was staring at the ground with the kind of shyanxiety you knew too well. You didn’t really know if they expected you to sayanything else but you also couldn’t just turn around and leave while the blondone was still staring at you. He seemed oblivious to the mood. “You seem tohave quite a heavy load there. May we help you carry your bags? Which directionare you going?” “Oh that’s… really not necessary. I wouldn’t want to botheryou.” Man, this situation was really strange. “Oh no, it’s no bother at all! Weare heroes, you know? Helping people is our passion!” And without furthercomments he grabbed half your bags and started walking down the street withgreat certainty. Great, now you had to follow him. You awkwardly stayed behindhim while he happily spoke about this and that and everything. The dark hairedboy was silent as well. He seemed even less happy with the situation, althoughhe at least knew Cowlick, and you felt bad for him. “Your friend is very…energetic”, you quietly mumbled. The blond one didn’t even hear you, but hissmaller friend apparently did because he let out a small sigh. “Ah, yeah, he islike that, sorry.” He sounded honestly remorseful, while also fond, like a dogowner apologizing for his puppy jumping at people to lick their faces. “It’s ok”,you tried to reassure him, although it kind of wasn’t, especially because youhad no idea how to get out of what was happening. Were they going to walk youall the way to your house? You didn’t want them to know where you lived, evenif you couldn’t sense any mall intent from either of them. “I’m sorry”, he saidagain, “I should have stopped him. I’m so useless.” “No, no!”, now you felt awful,“It’s really alright.” But he didn’t even seem to listen to you any more, asthough he had withdrawn into himself interlay, his posture defensive. Hequietly grabbed his friends sleeve and pulled at it. The other one spun aroundwithout dropping his smile, looked at the slightly smaller one and then to you.“It appears, this is as far as we can accompany you. It was a pleasure!” “Ah…ehm, likewise?” He put down your groceries grabbed your hand, shook it like afreaking earthquake and left waving you over his shoulder. His friend was stillslightly holding onto his shirt, still defensive and withdrawn, but he alreadyseemed to be doing a bit better. Confused as to what had just happened, youpicked up your bags and started walking back to where you’d come from. Cowlickhad been leading you to the wrong direction the whole time.

For some reason, you started running into the two of them on nearly adaily basis. You never learned where they were going or why Blondie had set hismind on befriending you (or so it seemed?) but he was very persistent and asyou got adjusted to his overly eager personality a bit, you started to be ableto actually pay attention to his words. You learned his shy friends name,Tamaki Amajiki, through that and even picked up Mirio’s through the smallcomments Tamaki sometimes dropped. It was… strange. Mirio greeted you like anold friend, treating you as though you’d known each other for year, withouteven knowing your name yet. Amajiki was the absolute opposite and you wonderedhow they came to be friends. You couldn’t deny there was something slightlycharming about Mirio’s eccentric behaviour though. He seemed so honestly gleefulto see you every time, it kind of made you feel happy. Somehow, you managed togrow more comfortable around the two men. You slowly started commenting onMirio’s tales and he was delighted. One day, Amajiki was covered in bandagesand Mirio looked less happy than usual. Worried you asked what had happened. Itwas like this you learned about their affiliation with UA and all the thingsthat had happened to them. You also found out where they were going every day –a special care centre that did research on Mirio’s condition in the hopes offinding an antidote. Amajiki, as his closest friend, accompanied him to keephim out of trouble and protect him if need be. It was both sad and beautiful atthe same time. And you admired the black haired boy for his selflessness. Hestill barely spoke, but he had stopped looking as uncomfortable a while back.

Your relationship with the two didn’t change. They (or rather Mirio)would come up to you, greet you and hold a casual discussion about everythingwith you. This changed, however, when the third friend of their small group, anequally eccentric but even quirkier girl called Nejire, tagged along and immediatelydecided you were going to join them for multiple activities while also askingway too many way too personal questions about you. You felt thrown back to thefirst time you had met Mirio and again ended up getting dragged placed you hadhad not intention to go to, but it turned out fine. You were able to relaxafter a while and the three of them and Neijire’s best friend were a funnygroup to be around. So somehow, you ended up being friends with some of themost promising future heroes in the world.

To no one’s surprise, you and Tamaki started sticking together slightly.Your similar introvert attitude often leaves you standing on the side-lines.That’s how you started getting close to him, while watching Neijire and Miriofrom a distance and smiling about their stupidly energetic behaviour. You alsolearnt more about him through the other two, about his mental struggles and hislow self-esteem and how hard he was trying to get out of the vicious victimcircle he had ended up in and many other things you had never realized. Ofcourse you had been aware of the issues from the start, he was blatantly obviousafter all, but you hadn’t known that he was actually working on them. It madeyou happy to know, while also rising the wish to help him find the strength towork through them at the same time.

It took a long, long time for a relationship to form between you two.That was mainly due to the fact that neither of you were really looking for oneand he especially wasn’t ready. Only after a long friendship and many smallsteps towards improving his mental condition did you find yourself slowly driftinginto romantic territory. Since both of you are asexual, it had never beenrushed and you had all the time in the world to adjust.

You share not only an understanding for each other’s introversion, butalso similar character traits when it comes to standing up for others. You havestrong believes and are ready to fight for them and your friends, although younormally keep to the background and are happy leaving the centre of attentionto someone – anyone – else. You also found out that Tamaki shared your taste inmusic, which makes for cosy evening, cuddled under a bunch of sheets andcushions. You often watch movies together or read in silence. He also obviouslylikes your baking and food in general. You started to try and design new recipesto see how he’d transform them into his quirk.

He visits you at work as often as he can make time. After having finishedhis studies at UA, that schedule is all over the place though. He loves thesmell of freshly baked goods and the cosy atmosphere there.

Mirio still is an essential part in both your life’s and sometimes it’shard to tell whether he is a part of your relationship or not. He is undeniablyclose to the two of you, especially Amajiki.

Altogether, it was a long road to get where you are with Tamaki. He isnot an easy person to get to know and his personality can sometimes bedifficult to handle. But he truly has a heart of gold and he is a wonderfulperson in general. He’d do anything for you and makes sure you know how much heloves all of you. You have a quiet and private relationship which gives you allthe room you need to be comfortable.