#tangcheong

[dew-in-the-morning]

Look at him, he is so fucking in love

[qourmet]

Flirting

[w-s-kibela]

I've been plagued by this idea for days now. Outlining it for future, though it's doubtful that I'll find time and energy for properly working on it any time soon. Slightly drunk and very tired, so bear with me.

Potential tw:age difference (it's appearance at least), mentions of mass murder.

So, what if Tang Bo as well as Cheong Jin and Cheong Mun ended up in the future? Let's say some Mangyo group tried to resurrect Chun Ma himself or even his entire army via bloody ritual and mass murder, but royally fucked up. So not only Mangyo army ended up in the future/present, but also Alliance forces. (Imagine Thanos from End game).

Que lots of angst for our time travelers, because almost everyone has been brought to the future, except Cheong Myeong. Imagine, one moment he's been there, right beside Tang Bo, and now he's nowhere to be found, already dead. Has been for a hundred years. Tang Bo is devastated.

And they are still at war with Mangyo, so they need to regroup and end up going to Mount Hua. Imagine everyone's astonishment and confusion when they witness Dark Saint Tang Bo, an Elder of his family, completely losing it at the sight of their Cheong Myeong. Lots of wailing and highly inappropriate love confessions and marriage proposals. Tang Bo barely avoids death by enraged disciples defending their youngest's honor.

Identity reveal.

And later imagine Cheong Mun and Cheong Jin seeing how truly loved and accepted their Cheong Myeong is by their descendants, despite his rotten personality and insane talents. Much more than he was during his first life.

[bluebirds-stuff]

Tang bo return au inspired by ge's and azu1as Tangchung arranged marriage au

Something Something happens and chung myung ends up needing to be (faked) married for a short awhile so the tang family offers the hand of a distant tang cousin who's been making waves in the cultivation world and getting stronger during the last 3 years (*note that this is after cm is 21 ) who seems to REALLY hate the demonic cult and the great sects who won't meet each other until the wedding day

Now on the outsider pov we have people up and down making sure everything is doing good on said wedding night , and it is ..... except for the fact that said wedding grooms seem to be late for THEIR OWN WEDDING

Thankfully the mount hua disciplines see their youngest coming, not so Thankfully he's coming covered in blood dragging a (dead or unconscious ? ) demonic cult member and all of you are worrying about the poor groom who doesn't deserve to be tied down to this heart attack inducing menace ,except the groom ALSO Shows up covered in blood dragging a (also dead or unconscious ?! ) body without a care in the world, then all of you see your youngest FREEZE at the site of him as if he saw the dead coming back to life he did

And the tang groom freezes too and whispers in awe and confusion " taoist hyung-nime!? "

The crazy bastards proceed to drop the bodies and launch at each other with desperation

And all of you are hit with a horrible gut feeling that this isn't going to be a "fake" wedding after all .

[briar-oses]

stare.....

bonus

[taminee]

the best gift🎁

[feelovedd]

𝘉𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯.

[bananaguyboi]

They're so silly HAHAHA

Edit- How the fuck did this get popular

[filialdisciple]

—a tangcheong reincarnation ficlet set during the shaolin tournament arc 👍

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Part 1 2 3

baek cheon didn't think much of the loud commotion being made in the audience stands as a large family entered the arena.

"huh? what's all that noise over there?" yoon jong voiced out.

the rest of the mount hua disciples turned their heads in the direction yoon jong was pointing at and they watched as people unabashedly stared at the person in the center of the group.

"you missing a cousin or something, samae?" one of the disciples joked.

the man in question looked closer to a tang than he did his own family members who walked beside him. whereas their hair were varying shades of light brown, his was dark and closer to tang soso's own color.

tang soso frowned, narrowing her eyes as she tried to peer at his features which were slightly too far to distinguish properly.

"I don't recall having any cousins in shaolin..." she mutters as yu iseol also tilted her head in question.

the man's gaze sweeped lazily across the arena. even from afar, baek cheon could tell that the man's gaze was contemptuous.

he didn't need to use his qi to enhance his eyesight to know that the gaze that was thrown towards the sect leaders' stand was absolutely scathing.

jo gul scratched his cheek. "he must be the rumored son of the zheng merchant family. see the crest on his robes?"

"what do you know of him?" baek cheon asked. he doesn't really understand why but a part of him felt like he had to be on-guard towards the strange man.

"not much," jo gul winced, "just that he's a bit older than us and that he...mildly poisoned one of the daughters of another family in sichuan."

"..."

they all turned towards tang soso.

"are you sure he's not part-tang or something?" yoon jong asked.

their conversation is abruptly interrupted by loud shouts cheering for shaolin.

the disciples of mount hua shared resolute nods as they began marching forward, letting the praises pouring out from the audience straighten their spines and walk more resolutely.

chung myung seamlessly slipped back into their fold, the money pouches he brought with him noticably emptier than when he had arrived.

it felt as if the cheers for them rang louder than those for shaolin. it was a very ovewhelming feeling and all of them could feel the pressure on their shoulders.

once again, they watch the reliable back of their sajil as chung myung finally sets foot on the stage, gazing up.

the current head of the zheng family was not influenced by the excitement that seemed to radiate from his fellow tournament-goers. rather, his eyes were locked on the face of his elder brother who he had never seen look as emotional as he did now.

there was disbelief on his face. he wore a strange expression which wavered between hope and doubt. unfathomable emotions swam in his eyes.

"ge, is everything alright?" he worriedly asked. "if you wish to leave, we don't have to—"

"no." zheng bo cut him off. "we're staying."

he shared concerned looks with his other siblings, but they silently agreed to let it be.

their eldest brother had always been distant, but he was never unkind to them.

they could never understand where the weight zheng bo seemed to always carry on his shoulders came from, but he never lashed at them.

they had never known zheng bo to be anything other than melancholic, so seeing the way the beginnings of a lively spark enter his eyes...

it was as if they were watching him transform into someone else for a moment.

"hyung...?" zheng bo murmured as he practically threw himself over the railing to get a closer look.

luckily, their youngest sibling, about the same age as the youngest second class disciple of mount hua, managed to pull their eldest brother back by the robe.

"zheng bo, what's gotten into you?" their mother worriedly clutched at him.

a string of incomprehensible muttering escaped zheng bo's lips. "...a descendant? no, he—a wife? no, as if..."

questioning stares were thrown their way from other audience members, but they were quickly distracted by the start of the deciding battle between the two finalists.

it was a battle that no one could have ever expected.

it felt too one-sided and the zheng family, as with the rest of the spectators, found themselves at a complete loss over the practically one-sided battle between shaolin's hye yeon and mount hua's chung myung.

there was heavy and glooming feeling charging the atmosphere. the previous racuous and excited cheers turned into silent feelings of apprehension and confusion.

“this is nothing compared to what mount hua has been through.”

zheng bo let out a pained, heartaching noise.

"ge," the second zheng son started, still lost. "do you know what he's talking about?"

it seemed to him that chung myung was talking about something beyond the prior slow decline of their sect.

zheng bo seemed to be too overcome with his own emotions to answer.

they all turned back their heads to the stage and were graced with the sight of a soft curve of a blade that arched beautifully, tearing apart all the golden winds thrown towards its weilder's way by hye yeon.

"beautiful..." someone in the audience behind them mumbled.

and it truly was a mesmerizing sight to see.

and it became all the more so when plum blossoms pink, an unstoppable multitude, bloomed from chung myung's sword.

tang bo crumpled where he had was standing.

happiness, guilt, and, most of all, /relief/ wrapped themselves around his heart—his heart which, for the longest time, for over three decades, had been hollowed and emptied out of any possible feelings.

"you're here too."

tang bo didn't have to be alone anymore.

[halloween-neko96]

If I have a nickel for every favorite ship of mine that includes the MC and his dead best friend(s) who had already died before canon even began yet keep haunting the narrative, I would have 3 nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened thrice.

[midnightplumblossoms]

YOI AU Tang Bo x Chung Myung where they are figure skaters. Both of them just made to the podium (I’ll leave it to you to decide who won gold) and during/post banquet they slip back to the hotel room for an ‘afterparty.’ Just the two of them 😉😉😉

Thank you!

🔞 "How does it feel to be under me, hyung?"

Chung Myung pinches his ass in response, a glare on his face. It would have a stronger effect if the other man wasn't flushed and panting though.

((And continually pulsing around Tang Bo's cock so wonderfully that Tang Bo wouldn't mind if he manages to squeeze the soul out of him too.))

Tang Bo breathlessly chuckles into the junction of Chung Myung's neck, planting a soft kiss against the warm skin. Then he bites down on him.

The sudden pain causes Chung Myung to flinch and tighten around Tang Bo. "What the hell, Tang Bo?"

Tang Bo, in return, only groans, barely holding himself back from spilling all of his cum into Chung Myung. "Been waiting to do that since your free skate," Tang Bo mumbles. "You looked so sexy out there on the ice, I almost jumped over the barriers."

Chung Myung rolls his eyes before locking his legs around Tang Bo's hips, shoving his rival's cock deeper into him. "Well I'm here right now."

Chung Myung grabs the gold medal under Tang Bo's neck and pulls him down so their lips barely touch each other. "So why don't you get your prize and fuck me already."

Tang Bo's night is hazy with the taste of wine against their lips and tongue and the euphoria of winning his first gold and claiming figure skating legend, Chung Myung, as his. Finally.

[rtmlaila01]

I haven’t posted ROTBB content in a long while, I’m gonna pour out my love for DangCheong in this drawing 💚💓

[seraph-of-the-mikayuu]

Historians will call them close friends 🥲

[SPOILERS FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVENT READ THE NOVEL AND FOR THE NEWEST MANGA CHAPTER]

I don't think I could stress this enough. He has to be in love cause this is insane. You have to be pretty inseparable to get a title calling the both of you twins 😔

I love them so much

[staryyyyyeeh]

Office yuri tangcheong

One day you will be famous

[briar-oses]

congrats for being out of paywall, soso-ya

[taminee]

holding his husband's favorite snack😋