“No, get off, I’m still angry at you”
“But it was just a joke~”
“Not to me”
Childhood Crush
(Jayce sneaks off to the Undercity often because he hears rumors about good materials there. Then, he met Viktor and it was instant...)
If JC ever got turned into a woman I think he would end up looking like his mother, not sure what he would think of that (or WWX) but I doubt it would be nice.
I think he'd be a slightly softer clone of her, thanks to the influence of Jiang genes. Jiang Cheng loved his mother very much, so seeing her again in his reflection would be bittersweet. Personally, I think this would lead to him trying to arrange his hair like she wore hers; but since she had two handmaids who likely styled it for her, I think he'd end up frustrated and stuffing it into his usual bun.
Wei Wuxian canonically thought she was super hot, and he's a bi mess. Since her last words to him were "I hate you" and he can't distinguish between Yu Ziyuan and Jiang Cheng, he'd proceed to rewrite his memories even harder. But only after sneaking around so he could catch a glimpse of his hot little shimei. And probably saying "wow, Lan Zhan, did you think Jiang Cheng could get prettier? Hahaha, it's too bad about his personality" while Lan Wangji fantasized about throwing Jiang Cheng down a well.
More importantly, Jiang Cheng would definitely realize he could get pregnant two minutes after his body was changed, and then he'd be an agender king about it.
Veneration of the Ruinous
Fandom,Pairing: Shepherds of Haven ( @shepherds-of-haven) , Niamh Valendil/Chase Trinaeste 3.5 k, smut..like… a lot (minors DNI pls) A/N: SOO the first sinful thing I publish is an absolute behemoth. Go figure. We aren’t here yet in the demo, therefore liberties were certainly taken, I just have MANY feelings and we love a Notable Shift in a relationship. I would like to thank Boyce Avenue’s cover of Crash Into Me and the valley by Miguel. And the Niamh x Chase playlist
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Anyways, drawing hands SUCKS
ok i've never read the novel but your tags on that post about jc and matchmaker requirements...mxtx girl i don't think you wrote what you thought you wrote lmao (jc noticing beauty? doesn't seem like he does sorry that's whats on the page)
Exactly!! The only time that novel Jiang Cheng is even hinted at having sexual thoughts is when (after loudly decrying NHS and WWX for looking at spring books) he wakes up with a book next to his head.
I do kind of sort of enjoy the idea that MXTX shared, that while that's his list for the matchmakers, that's not actually what he wants in a wife. Emotional vulnerability? 0%, he can't be targeted. Tactical evasion: A+++. No one will ever know he wants to be held!!!
each time you talk about the werewolf fic in the tags of a post just know i'm eating up every new piece of lore
oh gosh i meant to answer this so long ago OTL I'm so glad you eat it up, ME TOO when I actually have the brain for it TuT i've been in a mini-slump for werewolf fic, but yesterday i wrote a new scene that I'd really like to fit into it and it's making me go OwO over that fic again lol
Jason finds him.
It’s not a full moon, so he’s not really sure what to expect. Tim hasn’t done anything to piss him off lately, or he can’t think of anything he’s done that could have pissed off Jason lately, so he doesn’t think Jason came with a bone to pick. Which is good, because Tim can’t— Tim doesn’t want to fight right now. He could, if he had to. But he doesn’t want to because the thought of dancing their usual dance to its usual conclusion makes him even more nauseous than he already is.
And even if they don’t reach that finale, even if Jason wouldn’t push for it... with the state he’s in, him plus Jason plus fighting would send him skidding down a much deeper spiral. And that would really fucking suck right now.
He can’t be that weak in front of him.
Sweat clings damp and cold to his upper lip, clammy and horrible. His fingers are buzzing, itchy and hot and slowly losing all delicate feeling; he tries to straighten them out but they tremble and shake no matter how he concentrates on them to stop it stop it stop stopstop— and his heart rate is already fast enough, it doesn’t need the help. So he closes them into fists and shoves them around himself, squeezing his eyes shut.
He knows Jason caught sight of him because he saw the flash of a red helmet pausing on the rooftop across the street, and Tim has the fleeting hope that by the time Jason gets here, he’ll be able to stand without the brick wall supporting him.
He nearly convinces himself that his breathing is under control when he flinches, eyes blinking open instinctively, as a pair of gloved fingers snap in front of his face.
“Hey,” Jason’s rough voice bites. “You finally with me, dumbass?”