Why hadn’t Jiang Cheng amended after Wei Wuxian had defected?
Even if amending trivial rules set in place by his father wasn’t a priority at the time of Wei Wuxian’s defection, one would think that surely Lotus Pier’s “No Dogs” rule would be abolished after Wei Wuxian no longer walked this earth.
So why is it that, even after over a decade, that rule was still in effect?
People can argue and feel conflicted all they want, but Lotus Pier would always be Wei Wuxian’s home... and he wanted his Shixiong to feel safe in his own home—in their home.
“Could you help me overcome my fear of dogs?” — Wei Wuxian had come to him with this request.
Jiang Cheng was too taken aback to answer immediately, so Wei Wuxian follows up with—
“I know the reason you haven’t amended the rule prohibiting dogs is because you want me to feel safe here, but... I want you to be able to have things that make you happy.”
“You don’t have to do that for me...” It sounds far more vulnerable than Jiang Cheng cares to admit and it carries an unspoken “I’m already happy enough having you here”.
“Yeah, but I want to.” — absolute determination.
By the time the leaves start shifting into autumn hues, Wei Wuxian no longer trembles in the presence of smaller dogs and Fairy can run freely around Lotus Pier. He still flinches if Fairy barks too loudly or too often—and he’s still not great with most larger breeds.
And on the day of celebrating Jiang Cheng’s introduction into existence, Wei Wuxian approaches his Shidi with a fluffy purple blanket held in his arms with the utmost care.
“Happy birthday, A-Cheng~”
Jiang Cheng peeks into the folds of the blanket, eyes widening slightly.
“A-Xian...”
“I can’t give you back Jasmine, Princess, and Love, but I can give you the next–best thing—or the next–next–best thing, considering where these girls are in the family tree...” He holds out the blanket, gesturing for Jiang Cheng to accept the gift, which he does.
“I managed to track down where your father sent your puppies and the person who adopted Jasmine happened to reside in Baling—Zizhen was a big help with this—and one of Jasmine’s now-matured daughters recently gave birth to a litter of puppies.”
Jiang Cheng listened to his Shixiong prattle on, staring at the three puppies with the utmost fondness.
“I took the liberty of naming them beforehand—Nuò, Xìn, and Pàn.” — Promise, Trust, and Hope.
❨Yeah, there was absolutely no way Shixiong was gonna let Shidi be the one choosing names for their ‘daughters’.❩
trauma doesn’t often feel like trauma is ‘supposed’ to feel. it feels like indifferent detachment, watching from outside yourself because nothing can hurt you there. it feels normal, just how people interact, so why are you making a big deal about it? it feels like a joke – just how kids play, just how adults tease, just how some relationships work.
you wake from nightmares five years later and still wonder if you made it all up.
trauma can look like bad behaviour. like the stubborn refusal to get better, to stop self-destructing. trauma is putting yourself in harm’s way because you don’t really mean it, or because it’s funny, or because you just want to feel something, or because you just want to stop feeling. it’s wanting to destroy and reassemble yourself into another person entirely, so your real life can begin. because this isn’t real. because really bad things don’t happen to people like you.
trauma is the constant feeling of being an impostor. it’s the drive to survive twinned with the impulse to make yourself more sick in more ways. to hurt yourself to prove how bad you feel, or to punish yourself for exaggerating. you want people to believe what you’ve been through, to tell you your feelings are real, that your memories really happened. but when people do take you seriously, you play it off as a joke, apologize for bringing the mood down.
you go on and on about how it wasn’t that bad. you seek permission to still love the ones who hurt you, because it’s the people closest to us who can hurt us most deeply.
you can feel like the people who hurt you are the only ones who really knew you. in low self esteem, you can mistake cruelty for honesty.
there will always be people who have been through worse. that doesn’t make what happened to you okay.
there will always be people who don’t believe you. that doesn’t mean you are lying.
at some point, you have to take yourself seriously. you have to make a life you can stand to live. it’s the only way to survive.
Can everyone who reads this PLEASE reblog it?!?!? Libraries literally saved my life as a child!
Being abused at home, bullied at school and lost in the world, the library and all the books I could escape to the most amazing worlds, kept me alive!
I would walk to the library, and spend all day, from 10 am to 9 pm reading there!! I got special awards for how many books I read, I wrote little blurbs on why i loved the books (probably why I love to BETA and do ARCs)
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE Just hit the green arrows and the reblog!!!
As a 50 year old woman, the library offers me so much. Digital art pads to borrow, 3D printing, book clubs that are face to face (yeah, the introvert likes face to face because a moderator will stomp on anyone getting snarky)
New books in LARGE PRINT! I’m visually challenged and as much as I love my kindle, The feel of a real book in my hands will always be a beloved feeling!
Our library also has quarterly books sales of almost free books!! For 5$USD we get in a day early and can buy as many as we want. Anyone else has to wait and there is a limit for the first 2 days.
Also many, many libraries have inter library loan(it may be called something different). This means if they don’t have the item you want, they can get it for you. This may include photocopy/pdf of articles. This can also include along with books and DVDs, microfilm/fiche which is also a huge resource. Check around for libraries that are listed as depositories if you want to look at government documents.
Remember that many colleges and universities have open stacks for the public. You will likely have to pay a membership fee but you will get to stuff.
The library was one of my favorite places to go as a kid and I still live to go and just. Sit and read. Or do homework. The university I’m at has a massive 8-story one I love to just wonder around in~ Great places
it is way too easy to accidentally follow people on this site. sorry to the person I just accidentally followed and then unfollowed, I'm sure you're perfectly nice
Fandom: Donten ni Warau
Pairing: Tenka X Shirasu
Genre: Romance, Hurt/Comfort
Wanted to Write a fanfic for them for the longest time and I finally had the motivation to do it. yay! I don’t ship these two but… the feels of those who ship them are getting to me. As in.
Okay, now I think fandom world ist just messing with me. I finished the manga today, so I am completely up to date with the story - and even with THE THING happening - my questions stands:
(LAUGHING UNDER THE SKY THEY CALL IT, I think I cannot cry because as soon as I feel like it I need to cackle like an idiot about the sheer genius of the irony of that title.)
Where is my sappy fluffy art?
Where is my dark, sad art?
Where are my 500 fix it FFs?
Especially the last one - WHERE ARE MY 500 FIX IT FANFICS?!
(Where is my Current/Modern Day Reincarnation AU?!?)
(Where is my shameless smut??)
Is everyone still too much in a state of shock and doesn’t do anything because you guys hope this will take another turn in the sequel??
OR…..is this fandom not on tumblr and AO3? Is there a magic different place?
its so shiddy when u have to convince yourself to do your hobbies. like, its fun, you like it, why cant you just do it. do it. do it. but what if.... mindless media consumption instead....
Y'all ever get so invested in an RP, that when you finally finish your reply and it's your partners turn...
You can copy/paste and reformat your creativity-induced blood/sweat/tears...
And it looks like it could double as a decent portion/preview of a lengthy slowburn one-shot AND an excerpt of a philosophical analysis + an example of what it encompasses, in the form of how modern society can portray it in their fictional content... or even recount in a work of non-fiction? 🤔 🤔 🤔
The previous post about this topic (https://sincerelysalty.tumblr.com/post/185872088105/hakata-tonkotsu-ramens-twitter-groupchat-rp) has been updated with a few bits of info, so be sure to check it out!
This post is just condensed, in regards for the characters to be roleplayed!
Claimed characters: Lin Xianming, Shunsuke Saruwatari, Kazuki Saitou, Jirou Tanaka, and Misaki Tanaka.
Debated characters: Enokida, José and Yamato (**These characters are being considered by current gc members, but are still fair game to be claimed!)
Unclaimed/Needed characters:
❧ Banba
❧ Naoya
❧ Saeki
❧ Shigematsu
❧ Genzo
❧ Sayuri
❧ Any other minor characters.
(And possibly a Feilang, if anyone is up for it~!)
As a promo for the chat and incentive for joining us, I’m writing a HTR ficlet for each member of the group! (And if you roleplay a character, you’ll get a bonus poem!) ♡
Saying “this niche, properly tagged, warned, and rated piece of fiction could theoretically hurt someone” is not a good argument. This properly labeled cookie with the allergen information at the bottom that contains gluten could theoretically harm me very badly, but only if I consume it. Tags are like nutrition labels, and warnings are like allergy information. If you know you have an allergy to something, the logic is to stay away from it. It is the same with fiction. I’m not running through stores yelling at people to take all the products with gluten off the shelves just because it could hurt me. Instead I ignore it and go to the gluten free section and find cookies that are right for me. And if running through a grocery store yelling sounds ridiculous, that’s because it is. Stop doing the same with fiction.
