#birdcvged

[aeipathic]

📝 📝 for Jiang Cheng

headcanon meme || not accepting || @birdcvged

jiang cheng respected and admired nie mingjue, but even so, he started to understand nie huaisang a lot better once he understood the pressures huaisang felt from his older brother and other members of his sect. he didn’t really vocalize it (lmao when does he vocalize anything), but there was a period of time when he felt some unspoken kinship for someone else whose temperament and skills weren’t living up to the expectation of their sect leader and guardian figure and weren’t seen as representative of what their sect should be.

while jiang cheng doesn’t have quite the same appreciation for pretty, delicate things that nie huaisang does, he found that one thing he could talk about with huaisang was fashion. he’d never much talked about his own interest in clothing (believing it would only get him teased), but i imagine one of their first actual engaged conversations together, without wei wuxian to dominate discussion, was complaining about having to wear the plain guest uniforms the entire time they were at gusu for the lectures. 

[difficulttoforgive]

    @birdcvged said   !      🤰 – a kiss on a pregnant belly from huaisang to wuxian in the burial mounds verse

   despite himself his eyes burn with tears. wen qing had held him, after she’d told him the brunt of it. with pursed lips and the creases in her eyes and forehead that never seem to fade she’d explained the source of his symptoms as a child growing inside of him. he was lucky, she’d said, he hadn’t killed it with his behavior to this point. and then, more quietly, she’d asked if he knew who the other father was. he’d cried then, too. 

   he can’t hold his gaze for long before looking away, trying to blink away the moisture before it falls. he is emotional, more fragile than he has ever known himself to be and the reverence with which huaisang touches the swell of his abdomen makes him ache. he has done too much wrong and risked this life too thoroughly to deserve such tenderness. the child, perhaps, but not him.

   fingers slide gentle through his hair as he attempts to pull huaisang back to his level. he had been there and held wei ying, shaking, through the acceptance of it. he holds him now despite the fact it is another mans child he bares. “ stop that, ” he chides, voice cracking despite his best attempts. “ what have i done to earn such affections ? ” with force he pulls his face into a smile despite his suspicions he will see though it.

[luanzangxgang]

✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = oh god you are hella sexy ((is your friend checking you out? you betcha ;D))

And here I thought you only wanted to flirt with the beauties. Are you calling me a beauty? Nice to see an interesting side of you, Nie-xiong~

[lq-archive]

▏ ㅤ  @birdcvged​.​

❛ niè -gōngzǐ.  are you lost? ❜  his voice ever so calm  almost reverberating in the endless quietude of yúnshēn bùzhīchù.  and while genuine in intention,  the question holds some degree of disbelief — for having spent many seasons in the lectures held in the lánshì,  niè huáisāng surely would be familiar with both the premises and the rules following the approaching setting of the sun.    ❛ should i walk you back to your room? ❜

[indulgentia]

      @𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅𝒄𝒗𝒈𝒆𝒅​​​  sent  ♫  for   »   𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓  ！          〈  𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐆  +  𝐇𝐔𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐆   ᐅ   ɴᴏᴡ ᴩʟᴀyɪɴɢ:  罪と罰  〉

Despite  sharing  perhaps  a  momentary  goal  ( but  definitely  not  the  same  purposes )  of  whom  he  thought  to  be  yet  another  rich  master  hiring  the  Lin  Kuei  clan  services,  the  young  ninja  can’t  help  but  let  this  somewhat  unpleased  gaze  uncovered.  Solid  figure  unshakable,  no  sign  of  nervousness  or  hesitation  remarks  his  features  as  he  follows  the  other  around.  A  hint  of  grimace  seemed  to  spread  across  his  the  crescents  formed  by  the  pale  vitreous  irises  of  the  cryomancer,  almost,  almost  as  if  there  was  amusement  on  having  that  kind  of  dialogue:

❛❛ Don’t  look  to  the  future. ❜❜      Firmness  remain  present  in  both  his  words  and  demeanor,  usually  accompanied  by  a  solid  and  stern  expression  on  his  face...  Except  perhaps  when  around  someone  of  his  trust  and  esteem;  Truly  an  unusual  occasion  taking  into  account  the  kind  of  creature  he  was  and  the  role  his  position  entailed.    ❛❛ Just  live  in  the  moment,  something  you  can  be  confident  in. ❜❜

[dreams-of-fate]

@birdcvged​ said:  🎰 (pwetty plz?)

Donghua Dijun: Donghua’s demon hunter verse; the two of them having some sort of run in while Donghua’s out hunting demons or eating somewhere and Huaisang is also there. Conversation strikes up, things eventually get to maybe Huaisang prompts him to do some shady shit for him??? 

Xun Zhao: Chief editor of a fashion magazine in modern, probably have met a few times through this café / bar slash runway-work clothes rental place that WIN co-owns when she has gone to check up on things and Huaisang is chilling at the café part? (I need to refresh myself on what it technically is on that half of the warehouse lmao) 

Jin Yan: Huaisang nosing around for information on the Jins, thinks she might be a good one to subtly poke around for any extra info? 

Bai Qian: They honestly probably met while Qian was watching a play and then had drinks afterward. Since this is just Qian’s state of existence sometimes, lol.

Shao Wan: Basically she’s going to fight him to the grave - jk jk, this one can be discussed more.

[baisha]

❛ please , just let me go , i won’t tell anyone … i promise . ❜ (for wen chao)

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  . // @birdcvged

❝Are you stupid, Nie Huaisang?❞ The second young master of the Wen Sect sneered, pressing a foot onto Nie Huaisang’s chest as the other younger boy lay sprawled to the ground, senselessly crushing his ribs. Having someone weaker beneath his foot always succeeded in making him feel like he was the superior of the two, but wasn’t that the truth? Like his father often say, the Wen Sect was meant to rule, and all those who disobeyed them were nothing more than traitors who deserved to be taught their place. ❝Tell anyone, see if I care. That good for nothing bird is just an animal in my domain. How easy would you think it is for me to get another? Instead of you pitiful whelp, crying over some thing that could not even tell apart its own master. Tch, why would even Nie Mingjue want to protect useless brother like you?❞

[yearswaited]

i love poetry!! do birb boi!

𝙸   𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴   𝚈𝙾𝚄   𝙰   𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻   𝙿𝙾𝙴𝙼   𝙱𝙰𝚂𝙴𝙳   𝙾𝙽   𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁   𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴   //  𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂   𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 @birdcvged

virgil ,   the   eclogues ,  eclogue  II

Come here, O lovely boy: for you the nymphs bring lilies, Look, in the baskets full; for you the Naiad fair,  Plucking pale violets and poppy heads, combines Narcissus with them, and the flower of fragrant dill; Then, weaving marjoram in, and other pleasant herbs, Colours soft bilberries with yellow marigold.  Myself, I’ll pick the grey-white apples with tender down,  And chestnuts, which my Amaryllis used to love; I’ll add the waxy plum (this fruit too shall be honoured), And I’ll pluck you, O laurels, and you, neighbour myrtle, For so arranged you mingle pleasant fragrances. 

trans .   guy   lee  &   kimberely   johnson

[flowcrsoul]

━━  ❀ Automatically WEARY at presence of a human around these parts as she retracts into the bush (though nine red tails still peek out behind her, curving curiously in the air) - “I’m not - I wasn’t going to STEAL any chickens - ” The girl protests past pink lips furled into pout, ready to scurry away at a moment’s notice. 

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[cascadingsorrows]

Send “NO!” to find my muse dying on the battlefield

Send “NO! reversed” for my muse to find your dying muse // Accepting

Anonymous Said: “NO! reversed” ((for mingjue from @birdcvged))

Nie Mingjue’s worst nightmare was becoming a reality as he tried to reach his brother, ambushed on their way back to the Unclean Realm, their disciples trying to fight the assailants back yet they were slowly overpowering them all and he was separated from Huaisang’s side. Swinging Baxia down at any foe he yelled for his brother’s name. No! he couldn’t fail his little brother, he couldn’t fail the only family he had left. 

He could feel the raging anger surging from Baxia flow into his own veins, he could feel every fiber in his vibrate with incontrollable rage as he yelled in rage. He couldn’t see his brother, he couldn’t hear him and that only made him panic further, his control slipping as he tore through his enemies. “Nie Huaisang!” he called out as he turned around and in the distant he saw him, a figure on the ground and it felt as he was stabbed, his body freezing as he staggered towards the younger man. 

“Huaisang!!” he screamed as he dropped Baxia onto the ground before letting his knees drop, his trembling hands reaching out to hold his younger brother close, “No, no Huaisang! wake up...wake up Huaisang!” I promise to always protect you, I’ll be the sword so you can keep painting, I’ll practice the saber so you can fly.

We’re brothers and I will protect you...

I will protect you...

I killed you... 

“I’ll take you home, I’ll buy you all the brushes you want...I won’t force you to pick up the saber...Didi... wake up...” he whispered with no avail and he scream in rage, the freezing wave that crashed into his chest now turned into a raging inferno as he lost every sense of control, blood dripping down his nose as he held his brother close and shot out a wave of spiritual power, knocking everyone down. 

There was no use in fighting when the only thing worth fighting for laid dead in his arms due to his own failure. He was now alone in a world with no meaning and as he snapped his head up, Baxia flew by it’s own accord and slashed a man. If this was what a Qi deviation felt then he would welcome death. 

[evcryopeneye]

@stvrgvzcrs​ / @birdcvged​ asked: 👫 for zizhen and huaisang, please 🥺

Zizhen is a sensitive soul, he’s sensitive to rejection but he is not stupid. While, whatever, it is that is going on between them is...complex and convoluted, and as the date approached he started to come around to the idea and psych himself up / try to see Huaisang in a new light. To find out it wasn’t real, that realisation was painful. It cut in another way, emotional whiplash of a kind he had never experienced, and it was the first time he really realised that people will genuinely cross any line for themselves. It took a little of the shine out of the world. He’s not that naive afterwards.

At least on the surface. There’s a certain level of public front to maintain and he does. He wouldn’t cross Huaisang. While he isn’t exactly happy about the predicament he finds himself in he’s also aware that Hauisang would easily out maneuver him. His only real option is to find a way to make it work.

The realisation that Huaisang’s unable to love, takes a long time to settle with Zizhen. It challenges a fundamentality in the world he had assumed. He’s a romantic lad. He’s always believed that everyone has the capacity for love and goodness, that everyone must love in one way or another. To rock a foundational belief takes a long time to reconcile.

He does care about Huaisang, but he doesn’t know how to express it. He’s aware that Huaisang is first and foremost really an artist, while Zizhen isn’t especially artistic, even though he can appreciate it. He is a doodler. He’ll play with a calligraphy brush while listening to people, or pretending to listen. Little doodles of cute little cats, trees, a mouse. Depends what his mind wanders to. They normally get left scattered around.  

[aeipathic]

❛ i don’t know what to do . i just don’t . ❜ ( for jc )

breaking down. || accepting. || @birdcvged

     “do you ever?” the words are spoken in an undertone, accompanied by a roll of jiang cheng’s eyes. still, the exasperation is more reflex than anything, a perfunctory response to cover what is, if jiang cheng’s being honest, an unpleasant twist of sympathy. he’d been horrified to hear what had happened to nie mingjue, when word had reached lotus pier. he’d always seen nie mingjue as — as a pillar of strength, he supposes, someone who always stood firm even when everything around them was faltering. once, nie mingjue had looked at jiang cheng and said that he lived up to his reputation as a teenage hero, and jiang cheng had glowed with pride. 

     he’d seen his own parents the same way, though. strong, steady, immortal to a child’s eyes. it hadn’t made a difference then, either.

     there’s a moment of silence. jiang cheng’s not — he’s never been good at this shit. other people’s emotions, their vulnerability, just make him feel awkward and inadequate next to them. but nie huaisang...jiang cheng knows only too well that he never wanted this. that he was never, if they’re being honest, cut out for it. he wanted to chase after birds and paint fans, not lead a sect. of course he’s overwhelmed. jiang cheng knows how that feels.

     “i get it,” he says eventually, glancing away. “getting thrown into all this, before you’ve...if you ever need. advice. i could probably help.” he had to figure out how to lead a sect on the goddamn fly in the middle of a war; he’d like to think he’s learned a few things about the business. 

[difficulttoforgive]

    @birdcvged​ said ! " he is an idiot. you're amazing, and if he can't see that, that's on him. " (to sqx)

   a wet laugh bubbles in qingxuan’s throat, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. she shouldn’t cry. it’s stupid to cry over a fact that has been known to her for so long, to cry over a boy who has rarely if ever spared her more than an exhausted glare. but her intelligence has often been belittled, so she supposes it is appropriate to cry for him anyway.

    “ ah, sangsang, ” she sighs, rubbing her face against their shoulder and giving their hand a gentle squeeze. they are so good to her. she wishes her obsession could fade and leave her only with affections for them. it would be easier that way, she thinks. “ you always say the right thing. i wish i was better at listening. ”

[luanzangxgang]

"Can I hug you?" he hides his face behind the fan, but after the previous impase when he tried to touch wuxian and he recoiled, huaisang figured he needed to ask first "You look like you could use a hug..."

He didn’t mean for it to happen the way he did. Nie-xiong was a good friend of his and didn’t deserve to be pulled away from, especially when he always felt at home with him. And here he was, asking permission because Wuxian had to be so goddamn fragile. He, instead, gave him a look and offered his familiar smile. “Since when do you ask for anything?” He teased him but moved to lean in. He put his arm up and leaned on his shoulder before he reached for his fan.

[kongque]

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His expression is tepid, but his head tips to the side in question as he stares a little too long at his peer in the indelicate silence of his judgment. “Forgive me, I’m still in the process of trying to ascertain what it is that you do successfully.” A smile plays at the corners of his mouths, that curl into a benign grin. “Do you posses a discernible skill? Am I familiar with this art?”

[ziwangye]

 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 ✿ 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐄-𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other .

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other .

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other .

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other .

︳︳︳︳    @birdcvged​​​        /         prompted.          /         accepting.