#jiangswanyin

[planisphaere]

@jiangswanyin​ sent:

“did someone hurt you?” jl

*: ･ﾟ✧   interrogation starters.

He thought by now he was doing a good job at hiding the things he did not want to show anyone. But he was wrong - how could he ever believe he was able to fool his uncle? It was impossible and he already felt that nervousness bubble up inside his chest. To admit things like this and admit weakness along the way was a weakness in itself to Jin Ling - a weakness he did not want to show, especially not to his beloved uncle. 

His head turned to face away from Jiang Cheng - a poor attempt of hiding that reddened cheek from his sight. Uncle wasn’t supposed to know about certain things going on at Koi Tower. That he was picking fights with older disciples - or one and his somewhat mindless minions. That he did lose whenever they came at him as a group, if they would show up one after another Jin Ling would definitely win!

“It’s nothing.” Jin Ling finally spoke, his tone as unhappy as his expression. What was he supposed to tell him anyway? He did not want to sound like he’s not able to win his fights. “No one hurt me. They can’t! Fairy would bite them.” 

[blueqin]

☁️  @jiangswanyin​​​ / continued.

notwithstanding the tangible aggravation in jiāng wǎnyín's words,  lán wàngjī would have to concede there is some semblance of truth in them.  there is no true reason for any ill will between their sects or families,  but between the two men...  that is a different story.

there is a long pause,  lán wàngjī's lips pursing as a thoughtful gesture faintly paints his mostly void expression.  a second of hesitation is veiled beneath the bleak exterior as he considers whether to voice this thought or not,  well knowing it would likely be futile to bring up at all.   and yet... 

❛ not between sects, ❜    finally he points out as a correction opting for honesty despite how uncomfortable confrontation would turn out — regardless how volatile jiāng wǎnyín might be.    ❛ but between us. ❜

[wangxian-wenzhou-weilan]

He's Quiet Happy With What He Lost ...

[goldencored-arc]

⤷ W e i  W u x i a n    ⤷ @jiangswanyin​

       ⤷ “ i don’t have anything to tell you at all. ”

       It stings, but it’s what he expected. What he deserves, really. He has his second chance, one he’s learning to accept, to cope with, despite how he still feels as though he doesn’t deserve it. That poor Mo Xuanyu wasted this on him.

       “Jiang Cheng. Then why am I here?” The question is soft, mumbled, almost said to himself. Clearing his throat, he tosses on a smile and shakes his head. “Ah, I think Lan Zhan should be finished with his work in Moling by now. I think I’ll head back to Gusu and greet him.”

[nephils-archive]

                                                          nobody’s listening / @jiangswanyin​

                        ❝ but i know nobody's listening ‘cause my crimes have been confessed.   ❞

[flutebound]

@jiangswanyin​ prompted  :    ❛   my scales are sharp. don’t touch them.    ❜ 

                    𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄   ,    𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄    ,    𝐖𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 come to a abrupt h a l t just before the tips could even brush over the gorgeous iridescent scales that made up his humongous tail. he slowly pulls his hand back   ,   laughing awkwardly as he gives the mermaid   ( merman ? )   a sly grin. 

                      ❛ i - is that so  ?  just how sharp are we talking ?  ❜

[yuseonguarchive]

@jiangswanyin​ asked:  jc wants kisses

come get some kisses ; 6 - ear kiss

               haibo has been gossiping. jiang cheng has been busy lately, and haibo knows better than to interfere, but it feels like there's a distance growing between them. it isn't a bad thing, surely there's no couple that stays glued to each other's sides forever, but haibo has spent a lifetime feeling unwanted. the last thing he wants is jiang cheng to feel the same. so he's been gossiping for ways to lure him back, if only for a while. his approach has to be subtle -- his fears and concerns aren't something he wishes to talk about just yet, especially when they could be doing something more enjoyable.

               squeezing in behind his lover, his hands smooth gently down jiang cheng’s arms. he feels warm to the touch beneath cool fingertips. sometimes haibo wishes people would realise just how warm jiang cheng can be. all this time, jiang cheng has been nothing but good to him, and haibo wants to return the favour. what advice was he given, then? what great secret is it that will incite him to passion regardless of what he’s doing? so the aunties in the market claim, his ears. haibo had sat and listened to all kinds of tales, and the recurring theme had been ears. kissing, touching, biting, it doesn’t matter. so that is what haibo is determined to do.

               butterfly kisses are trailed up the sect leader’s neck, pressed into that sweet spot where his jaw meets his ear, and further still. soft breaths ghosts against the shell of jiang cheng's ear, before he starts to ply him with even more kisses, nipping playfully here and there. he doesn't know if it's working, but he's sure it must give presence to his own wants and desires regardless. ❝ lao gong, ❞ he murmurs, still pressing those feather-light kisses to jiang cheng’s ear. ❝ come to bed with me... ❞

[qingren]

@jiangswanyin / liked.

HOW DOES ONE CHEAT DEATH / how does one take the fall , only to be brought back up again ? what would be considered ‘ cheating death ? ’ & what would be considered ‘ living ’ ? several questions linger in his head & yet , wei wuxian is unparalled . the way he looks at life is unprecedented , even as the curtain call is yelled & all the other actors have left the stage . even with the velvet veil blocking his vision of the seats & and of all those who ever loved him , he still stands tall . he does not move .

so maybe that was why wei wuxian wasn’t fazed when jiang cheng lashes out at him at the temple . maybe that was why wei wuxian only sat there , silently taking in his brothers words . he hadn’t a reason to counter his claims about being the hero of the story , cause let’s face it : he was the hero of the story . his golden core . him saving the wen clan members —— god , even him helping lan zhan & the other cultivators of the lan sect . . wei wuxian was the good guy . in some ways , he understood why jiang cheng despised him .

but that didn’t mean he liked it .

no —— the very hatred jiang cheng radiated was something not even wei wuxian would dare to counter . i mean — what would he even counter with ? should he apologize for betraying the yunmeng clan ? should he apologize for giving him his core ? or , better yet , should he stay silent , & let jiang cheng’s speech run its course ? his brain hurt with all the options .

though in the end , wei wuxian raises his head , wipes away his tears , & offers the other a very , very shaky smile .

❛ i’m sorry , jiang cheng . ❜

❛ i’m so sorry . ❜