#consequences verse

[callmedrviper]

( @dragon-coil, continued from here) 

The mad scientist’s nose scrunched up in mild distaste, having observed the sparse and blank conditions Lord Orochimaru was being kept in from what glimpses he could get from outside the house. How awful! A brilliant mind like that not given anything of substance to explore or tinker with... 

Well, Dr. Viper was certainly going to fix THAT.

It had been surprisingly easy to get this close to the other. Watching the supposedly ‘special forces’ type guards fall quickly to his creations was down right pitiable. Viper glanced up as two of his flying plant creations glided over before settling on the roof of the house. They peered over the edge like gargoyles, making odd, unnatural growl like sounds and pleased they had completed the task he had given them. They were the first ones created from a new, refined process Viper had been testing; looking like large hybrids of fruit bats and lemurs that were made out of a pitcher plant. (Which, incidentally, was the parent plant Viper had started with.) They seemed to have better accuracy than earlier generations due to the ocular like structures these ones had developed. In any case, their acid had hit the guards heads and throats fast enough that an alarm couldn’t be raised. The fungal creations didn’t have that ability so a simple ‘strangle and crush before devouring’ tactic had to be used to prevent any ruckus. (Those two were still ‘having fun’ and ‘playing with their food’ it seemed, as they had not made a reappearance yet.)

Viper’s ears twitched upwards. He had heard movement from inside the house, near the back door. The mad scientist hesitated. Clearly, something had happened since he had last seen the other. Would his research partner be reluctant to see him again? Or downright enraged that Viper hadn’t been there?

Only one way to know for sure...

Viper silently walked over to the back door before leaning against the wall next to the frame without hinges. (He was in no mood to get whacked in the face when the door opened, thank you very much.)

“At leasst with assbesstoss you get physsical ssymptomss insstead of the numbnessss of boredom,” Viper finally completed his thought.

[wantonlywindswept]

more (different) random mdzs fic shenanigans! a tease of mean things because i am Predictable.

aka post-canon wei wuxian as bait, but not for who you think

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They leave Chenqing behind because they are stupid, and they trap him in a temple because they are not.

"There are no graves for miles," the cultivator confirms, as Wei Wuxian squirms against his bindings. "And these are purified grounds. There's nowhere on this mountain that you'll find resentful energy to use."

"Not until I kill you," Wei Wuxian agrees pleasantly, rolling his shoulders as much as he can, trying to ease the ache. There's a length of deity-binding rope around his neck; the knot chafes at his throat. His wrists are bound to opposite elbows behind his back, calves lashed together as he kneels in the middle of a stone-etched forbiddance array. 

They also stuck a handful of qi-blocking talismans on his chest, and didn't quite understand when he just laughed at them.

"I think that's beyond even your abilities at the moment," his captor replies.

He can't tell what Sect, if any, the group is from. Including the cultivator who seems to be the leader, there are about a dozen in total, their robes simple and nondescript. He wasn't able to pick out a specific fighting style when they ambushed him--while he was drunk, because they are degenerates with no morals--and their accents don't give him any clue; Baling is relatively diverse, anyway.

"What am I even here for?" Wei Wuxian asks, idly studying the carvings on the temple walls. "Did I kill your family or something? Eat your children? If it's to resurrect a dead loved one then I'm gonna need a lot more incentive for that amount of effort--"

The blow is a surprise; it probably shouldn't be. The sheath of the cultivator's sword cracks across his jaw and his head snaps sideways, blood welling where the decorative chape catches on his lip. 

He wobbles dangerously but manages to keep himself upright.

"We don't need your demonic talents," the man hisses. "Maybe if you hadn't invented them, you wouldn't need to be here."

Wei Wuxian squints at him, feeling a bruise welling on his cheek.

"So... That's a 'no' to the necrophilia, then?"

This time the hit comes from the opposite side, and carries enough force that he does go down, smacking into the stone floor on his side and wheezing a cackling laugh.

"You filthy little--"

"Sir!" comes a call from the front of the temple. "Sir, he's here."

The humor drains from Wei Wuxian's chest like water through a sieve. Uneasiness floods into its place, because of all the reasons he's thought of to be captured, it was never about being bait.

He's supposed to meet with Lan Zhan at the Cloud Recesses in three days. He was going there because it's safe, because a Chief Cultivator needs more protection than a Sect Heir, because Lan Zhan asked him to visit because he was worried--

"Let him come, then," the cultivator says, the rage on his face shifting to smug satisfaction. He moves to the other side of the array, standing behind Wei Wuxian to face the door, and draws his sword.

"No," Wei Wuxian rasps, struggling to get back to his knees. "No, you-- Don't you dare--"

A blade rests on his shoulder, kissing the side of his neck. Determined footsteps echo through the temple like a death knell and Wei Wuxian lifts his head and--

No.

No.

"Sect Leader Jiang," his captor says, "How kind of you to join us."

[wantonlywindswept]

consequences pt 2

pt 1 here

this basically kinda just turned into a treatise on jiang cheng being very very angry, up until he isn’t.

tenses suck! why do i keep using present. also this verse/idea/thing now has a name.

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Jiang Cheng has ghosts haunting him, and not just the one that actually came back to life.

He made as many enemies as he did allies over the course of sixteen years as Sect Leader. He led his people with iron control, especially in those first years, because YunmengJiang would not--could not--face any doubt from the other Sects. They already saw him as too young, too inexperienced; too naive to have not seen the outcome of his brother's demonic meddlings. They saw him as unfit.

There were vultures on the steps of Lotus Pier in the aftermath of Nightless City, and Jiang Cheng refused to show them how much he was bleeding.

He was mostly driven by rage, back then. Over the years it honed into a fine point, ice-cold and burning instead of the raging inferno it once was. What started as righteous hatred toward the Wens that destroyed his family became a fury that simmered close to boiling at every waking moment.

He hated Wen Chao for killing his parents, for stealing his home. Wen Zhuliu, for leaving him broken without a core. Wen Ruohan, for orchestrating everything.

Jin Guangshan for calling into question his ability to lead YunmengJiang, for manipulating him so easily when he was younger. The other Sect leaders for their hypocrisy and inability to see anything other than the power of the Tiger Seal they wanted for their own. Jin Guangyao for playing them all for fools.

His parents for not letting him die with them.

His sister for leaving him.

His brother for everything.

And he hated himself, too, in the quiet moments when Jin Ling was asleep and the alcohol on his tongue tasted more like grief than fury. To other cultivators he was rage given form; he was a controlled burn to his nephew, a terror to those who dared practice demonic cultivation.

Now, knowing about the core turning in his chest, knowing the truth of all the manipulation and lies, he's just the smoldering ashes of what once was anger. Of what, once, might have resembled a person.

He isn't surprised when he receives the letter.

'Come alone,' it says.

'Come unarmed,' it orders.

'I have your brother,' it taunts, 'Like you had mine.'

It's signed with a surname that he recognizes, and Jiang Cheng doesn't even stop to think before he's out the door and onto Sandu, racing out of Lotus Pier and into the dark.

[thedalektables]

11/Rose fanfic recommendations, ones where the doctor gets to keep Rose he doesn't have to send her back to her timeline.

We search as far as we could. This is all we could come up with. To my big chagrin. I hope there was more because this is definitely my favorite Doctor/Rose fics.

Fic Rec: Eleven/Rose Forever:

Eleven and his Rose Verse, by @bittyblueeyes​  9,10&11(T)Rose returns to her home universe and finds that the Doctor has a new face. But no matter what changes had taken place in the separation, he will always be her Doctor and she will always be his Rose. (Recced by @lastbluetardis)

Consequences Verse, by @nopondintheforest 10.5&11(T)WIP - Rose promised the Doctor forever. Is a life with her destined to be nothing more than a dream? (Recced by @hanluvr)

Rewritten, by @bittie752 10&11(T) After the events of GitF, the Doctor and Rose’s relationship changed. No longer would Rose allow him to string her along while he chased after other women. She was here for the adventure and the excitement of seeing the universe. And when he dropped her off in her Aberdeen, she would be ready. But after the Doctor loses his memories of events from just after their trip to New Earth, he isn’t happy with the new arrangement. And he tries to get back into Rose’s good graces with disastrous consequences.(Recced by @buffyann23)

Some are Lost Others are Found, by @don-tfeedthebadwolf11(T) 115k This is the story of how Rose Tyler returned to the life that she thought was lost. It all began when a mysterious little blue letter found it’s way into her universe. Now reunited, they share the most amazing adventures together. But something goes awry along the way. The Doctor is on a tyrant and Rose is captured. Will he be able to save her? Series 6-7 Reunion!(Recced by @buffyann23)

Speedbumps on the Way to Forever, by#QueenOfTheCastle 10&11 (M) 70k. Rose finds her way back to her Doctor in a bus on a planet called midnight. But even if she found him again, they will still have to work toward their forever every step of the way. (Recced by Julibellule)

Tyler Family Adventures Verse, by @bittie752 10.5&11 (M) 70k. Rose and the Metacrisis Doctor returns to the original universe and works hard to build and protect their family.(Recced by Julibellule) 

Out of Synch, by #HaelyPotter 11 (K) 15k. WIP - Seven children. Seven of them spawned by the Doctor and Rose and scattered across their father’s timeline. (Recced by Julibellule)  

The Woman, by @isilienelenihin 11 (T) 35k. Doctor Who/Sherlock - The Doctor never talks about her but weeps for her at night. Rose uses Sherlock’s help to solve a puzzle and to him.(Recced by Julibellule)  

If anyone have any suggestions or wants to rec their own fic, please, add them to this post or send them to our ask box! Hope it help. Enjoy ;-)

[thedalektables]

Just checking out your wish list and if you're still looking for Eleven/Rose multi-chapter fics, the "Consequences" series on AO3 by nopondintheforest fits the bill. :)

OH YES! Thank you. I’ll definitely read that one soon. Luv Eleven/Rose. It is so much better when the fanfiction is recced by someone. I feel more inclined to read it.

ref: Consequences Verse, by NoPondInTheForest