Gguk's Drabbles

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iwaoi drabble

secret marriage / relationship reveal

fluff / humor

time skip / post-canon

"say... oikawa-kun," atsumu leans over the long restaurant table in onigiri miya with a shark-like grin, searching for blood, "ya got someone? or are ya single?"

oikawa stares at him for a long, long moment during which atsumu's grin falters at the edges and some of his fellow japan men's national volleyball team members turn towards them curiously.

abruptly oikawa rounds on hajime, who is sitting to his right. "you didn't tell them."

hajime looks caught out. he glances between oikawa and the rest of the guys who are watching with keen interest. a wince is already creasing his face as he attempts to placate oikawa, "i didn't think it was any of their business—"

"you've known all of these people for two years now! some of them for longer!" oikawa says with incredulity.

hajime pauses tellingly, before defensively pointing out, "so have you. you could've said something."

"three people," oikawa retorts in exasperation, "i knew three people here, and the rest i met like three days ago. hajime, seriously?"

"well, why didn't you tell those three!"

"wha— because i thought you did!" oikawa splutters, before adding, "you idiot."

"fine!" hajime groans because he knows he's lost this argument and that oikawa was going to hold this over his head for the rest of their lives, "fine, it's on me. but i still can't believe you didn't tell hinata."

"i asked you to tell everyone," oikawa reminds him acidically.

hajime raises an eyebrow dubiously. "i really never came up in all those text conversations?"

"oi, what do you think we talk about?" oikawa frowns at him. hajime remains doubtful, which, rude, but is maybe not completely unfounded.

sighing, oikawa says, "i just call you iwa-chan. i'm not like you, always telling people 'my husband this', 'my husband that' instead of using my name."

"what—?!" comes choked off from the background.

"husband?!"

"since when?!"

"YOU'RE MARRIED?!"

oikawa quickly rewinds his previous statement in his mind and then shrugs at hajime's unamused look, "oops. cat's out of the bag."

atsumu lunges over the table to grip oikawa's shoulder, spinning him away from hajime. his face is an open book of shock, eyes as wide as dinner plates, "husband?"

oikawa rests his elbow on hajime's shoulder and presses his hand against his smile because he knows it's irritatingly smug. "mhm, iwa-chan is my husband."

he tugs the gold chain around his neck out of his shirt with his left hand, pinching the ring hanging from it and raising it up for the table to see. he even leans over and does the same for the chain hanging around hajime's neck.

"we're married," oikawa beams, enjoying the minor meltdown team japan is having over the reveal. atsumu is clutching his hair in horror, tobio is frozen with a thunderstruck look, and shouyou is turning a concerning shade of red. he thinks bokuto might be crying.

the first to regain some sanity is sakusa, who leans around hajime to congratulate them quietly, voice sounding stunned.

then it's suna, sitting to oikawa's left, who sounds impressed as he says, "nice husband you got there."

oikawa smiles sunnily at him. "thanks, i caught him myself."

"shut up," hajime elbows him.

to suna, he says, "it's stockholm syndrome."

"for twenty-four years?" oikawa asks him dryly, "even when i was half-way across the world at one point and you could have easily been rid of me?"

"you already had your claws in me at that point," hajime dismisses him easily with a wave of his hand, "there was no escaping after high school."

"stop flirting," atsumu whines and they both turn to him, "it's like watching my parents."

oikawa snorts, raising both eyebrows in amusement. "if you look at your parents the way you look at both of us, i'm going to have to call the police."

atsumu blushes bright red, slouching in his chair out of embarrassment. shouyou and hoshiumi cackle loudly. bokuto reaches around a confused tobio to pat atsumu on the back in consolation. suna snickers to himself.

"you've got a shitty personality, tooru," hajime sighs, fond underneath all the resignation. oikawa looks over at him, impish smirk tugging at his lips, "and yet you married me."

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"Pay up"

[the-ultimate-oof]

[playing twister]

osamu: ‘tsumu, right hand red

atsumu: [ends up on top of sakusa]

sakusa: okay you’re doing this on purpose aren’t you?

osamu: i stopped spinning like 15 turns ago, honestly i’m surprised you didn’t notice sooner

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< jungkook’s duality >

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jiang cheng: no

wei ying:

jiang cheng: ...what did i tell you about batting your eyelashes at me

wei ying: [sadly] it only works on lan zhan

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You are one of my favorite authors ever! YOU WRITE SO WELL. ALL OF YOUR FICS ARE SO CHARMING, FUNNY AND HEART WARMING. I love how much you love Jiang Cheng!! Thank you for writing such good fics 💜💜

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! this makes me so happy to hear 🥺🥺🥺 jiang cheng is such a wonderful character i love writing and exploring him

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“You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.

- Wayne Gretzky, - Michael Scott”

- Chrollo Lucilfer

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and he’d come back to life because you’d miss him too much

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

chengxian | 13k

“you left!” jiang cheng snaps furiously, hand curling into a fist, hauling wei ying front and center with a grip in his collar. “you left like i was nothing, like i meant nothing to you! you promised! you promised. you promised you’d stay. and you left me.”

“i couldn’t leave them to die.” wei ying tells him quietly, hand itching to brush aside the lone bang that still curves in front of jiang cheng’s left eye.

“but you left me to die.” jiang cheng tells him despairingly and wei ying is already shaking his head, denial on his tongue, “you left me to go die.”

inspired by exile - t. swift, from folklore

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[at a movie theater]

jiang cheng: how do you want your popcorn? sweet or salty?

wei ying, making heart eyes at lan wangji: i want them like him

lan wangji: [ears bright red] wei ying...

jiang cheng: sorry they don’t sell ugly popcorn

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«bts + ❝dynamite teaser❞»

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that scene in the temple where jin ling is being held at guqin string-point by jgy always gets me because jiang cheng goes “wei wuxian, didn’t you say you had him disarmed already?” which implies that he has utter trust in wei wuxian’s word even despite having already been lied to before by wei wuxian and also having recently found out about the lie. one would typically be wary of people who’ve lied to you, especially when you’ve just recently found out about the lie. that too, a lie that devastates you so personally.

yet in this tense scene, where being wary is key, jiang cheng hadn’t doubted his brother when he said jin guangyao was disarmed. not a mere flicker of doubt in this entire temple scene on jiang cheng’s part when wei ying is doing something (even if that something is demonic cultivation. jc tosses chenqing back. u know. the flute that killed his brother-in-law and by proxy his sister. did he even blink? no. u know what he did? he smiled.) wei ying didn’t lie really, he did think jgy was disarmed, but jiang cheng also shows no hesitation when believing his brother. more than that, he’s confused why jgy still has a guqin string because he truly believes in his brother’s abilities.

now extending all this a little further, jiang cheng trusts his brother’s ability to do the impossible. at any given moment. past or present.

remember how just before jiang cheng tells wei wuxian something to the effect of “no wonder father always said you embodied the jiang sect’s will and the jiang sect’s motto.”... remember that? jiang cheng wasn’t being sarcastic. he meant it. he really thinks wei wuxian can do the impossible if he tries.

which is why; jiang cheng had never for a second truly considered that wei ying gave him his core. why? the two points i just made:

1. jiang cheng believes his brother’s word. believes him when he never had a reason to doubt, and then even after finding out that wei wuxian lied to him.

2. jiang cheng believes wei wuxian can do the impossible. say what you want about jealousy and insecurity, despite all that (those frankly justified emotions) jiang cheng has always, always believed that wei wuxian can do anything. 

so. when his good old trustworthy, miraculous brother walks up to him and goes, “by the way i can get you your core back” (wwx slyly choosing to use baoshan sanren as the gifter of the core, a miraculous figure in the cultivation world, and someone he has a connection to, therefore making it that much more believable) what actual reason does jiang cheng have not to trust him? jiang cheng would never doubt his brother. he didn’t even doubt his brother after realizing he was lied to, so why would he ever doubt his prodigal, miraculous, talented older brother back then? 

really, this whole post is just to say that the temple scene is genuinely the one scene in which you can tell that jiang cheng will always respect, admire, love, and trust his brother. always. no matter how angry or bitter or saddened or hurt or jealous or betrayed or hateful jiang cheng may be, he will always love and trust wei wuxian. and remember: the best proof of love is trust.

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how the golden core transfer consent coversation went down

wen qing: before we cut you and your brother open and transfer your core to him, we need consent.

wei wuxian: wut really?

wen qing: yes.

wei wuxian: damn. alright. do you consent to cutting me and jiang cheng open?

wen qing: yeah sure. it’ll be fun. do you consent to me cutting you open and taking your core out and putting it in your brother even though there’s a 50/50 chance you might die?

wei wuxian: ofc.

wen qing: we need to ask jiang cheng too.

wei wuxian: [glances over and sees jiang cheng bedridden with the emotional pain of losing his family and his sect, the burden of being sect leader at the grand age of 18 in the midst of a war against the sect that killed his parents and having to navigate a political minefield filled with men the age of ‘too old to be manipulating traumatized teenage children’ trying to use every insecurity against him to make sure yunmeng jiang stays down, and the knowledge that he lost his core for his dumbass brother who decided to go out and get medicine all by his lonesome in his conspicuous black and red clothing that literally no one else wears, hours after the wen burned down lotus pier and would have clearly realized that the sect heir, his sister, and their adopted brother are missing and would therefore obviously search for them (oh and the physical injuries too)]

wei wuxian: let’s just call it medical power of attorney. i say he says yes.

wen qing: i’m pretty sure he can make decisions for hi-

wei wuxian: he says yes.

wen qing: if i asked him right now would he actually say yes?

wei wuxian: no. but he should. therefore, medical power of attorney.

wen qing: .....that’s definitely not how power of attorney works. like at all.

wei wuxian: yes but if i don’t do this i will literally suffocate in my well-meaning need to do everything in my power to save jiang cheng (especially since uncle jiang and madam yu made me promise) even though he would never want me to do this but i have to because otherwise how will i live with myself, never mind the fact that jiang cheng would be devastated if he found out afterwards and feel ashamed and guilty and hurt even though it was me who deceived him, what really matters is how will i live with myself???????

wen qing: 

wen qing: well when you put it like that. fine, the surgery is in three days, you convince him.

wei wuxian: thank fuck.

jiang cheng, nearly two decades later: WAIT BUT MY ANSWER IS NO!!!!

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jiang cheng: you piss me off so much

lan wangji: i simply said ‘hello’.

jiang cheng: yet here i am, boiling with rage

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i miss your sexy little short writings...

:o i didn’t know ! okay i’ll write some more then if ppl like them

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can we talk about how absolutely useless yunan is. LIKE I LOVE THE MAN BUT HE’S LIKE THE DAD WHO ALWAYS PROMISES TO BE THERE AND THEN SHOWS UP 2 MONTHS LATE.

what is the point of him as a magi..... what. shows up after all of the first sindria is dead, and sinbad was taken over by david, and he’s absorbed all the black rukh. ?{<^]?|! WHY SHOW UP

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i love how ohtaka draws sinbad, especially in the later section of sinbad no bouken. his face is always covered in shadows whenever there’s a decision to be made. even when he makes a good decision it looks like he’s suspicious/evil and there’s this amazing foreboding feeling to it. i just love how he never really looks like a good person.