#king-and-her-lionheart

[darth-salem-emperor-of-earth]

I’m LATE but HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY!!!! Seeing you on this beloved hell site is always such a ray of sunshine, and I hope your days are full-glad!

Awww, thank you for the lovely and sweet message! I welcome all birthday wishes, belated or not. So thank you again for taking the time to send me this message, for it was a pleasure reading it! Seeing you on my dash or on this crazy hellsite in general always brightens up my day as well! Now it's your turn to get wishes for great days and an enjoyable week! <3 <3 <3

[greenerteacups]

HI! book 5 is exquisite so far - the high stakes, the family drama, the pining, the politics! I love it all so much. Now for a very boring and silly q on something I’ve been pondering, but I take it that Crookshanks didn’t get the invite to Malfoy Manor? Just wondering where he’s spending the summer, if he’s okay and if he will be joining the gang at Hogwarts? ❤️ sincerely, a concerned cat lover

Thanks very much, you're a gem! <3 Crookshanks is fine; he just wasn't invited. Probably could've come, if Hermione wanted, but that's a lot of travel for a pet, especially right before you put them through a giant move. (Sometimes I think about the hassle of traveling bi-annually with an owl, a cat, and a year's worth of luggage and I shudder in horror.) He's fine, though. He's chilling with Dr. and Dr. Granger in London, pigging out on wet food and doing an absolute number on the magpies in the yard, who are acclimated to unmagical predation.

[autumnalfallingleaves]

I Am Once Again Listening To King And Lionheart And Thinking About Hilda And Frida

[one-winged-dreams]

Remembering that bit of lore that I made that when my insert was a teenager he has a poster of a young king Varian next to his bed at the orphanage like a fucking backstreet boys fan.

[tiredassmage]

been screwing around for like 3 days tryna put a face to Oliver’s elusive Captain, lol, and I think I might finally have something that’s sticking. She has leapt at me with a kick of spunk and a semblance of a backstory, so stay tuned, I suppose? xD

[non-un-topo]

Sometimes you have to listen to music to jump-start the tears, like restarting a car battery

[can-of-pringles]

This is obvious now but King And Lionheart is a Dream and Lee song

that is all

It makes me emotional-

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

How would someone like Miko, Ei, and other high ranking officers react to an S/O with a long list of titles like Settra the Imperishable, King of Kings,-

(Genshin Impact) Yae, Ei, Sara, Kokomi, Furina, Jean, and Xianyun's S/O with an absurdly long list of titles

I've been building and painting a lot of Bretonnians lately, so dear readers, you will now become aggressively French.

By the Archons above, nothing was worse to Yae than having to be so serious during a ceremony,

Of all the things she could be doing, literally anything would be better than having to listen to some stuffy noble read their title.

So it was by chance S/O had to be present. She recognized their title was of Fontaine descent.

'The Red Hand of Brionne', 'The Red Duke', Something something Red.

...Wait, their titles were still being read off?!

(Yae) "My goodness, just how many titles with the color red can one have?"

Yae internally sighed as the list kept going. And going. And going.

All the while S/O stood perfectly still and respectful, not even batting an eye at the list of titles that probably would stretch from the top of the shrine all the way to the bottom.

Yae's head looks up to the sky momentarily, wondering how of all the people in the world she could have as a lover, it was the one who had to bore her to tears.

No doubt there were interesting stories of how the titles came to be, but this is not the way she wanted to find out.

And here Yae thought Ei had a lot of names to go by...

(Yae) "...Why is it still going?!"

Ei doesn't react too much at the titles being read off for S/O's form of address at first.

She had to deal with similar situations of people reading off her own titles, so it was only proper etiquette.

"Water-Knight," "The Holder of Secrets", "Keeper of the Way"

(Ei) "...Hm."

It was only now she noticed that the list actually exceeded her own titles.

Which surprised her more than anything.

As far as she knew, S/O was just a mortal. How many feats did they achieve in Fontaine during their short life?

She made a note to ask later, but now the list was starting to become a bit absurd.

...Maybe she should implement a law where only the most notable of titles are read off, because they would actually be here for eternity if this continued.

Sara gets jealous fast.

Not because S/O has more titles than her, she couldn't care less about that.

What really irked her, was they had the gall to own more titles than Her Excellency, the Almighty Narukami Ogosho!

Sara masks her annoyance well as she keeps reading off the list.

Line after line, name after name.

...Okay, who the hell even gave her this list, this was way too many!

(Sara) Leader of battles...? What kind of title even is that?!

She made that comment in her head as she droned on with the names.

With every single title read off, Kokomi's energy drained.

She loved her S/O dearly, but by the Archons, how the heck did they get that many titles while living in Fontaine?!

(Gorou) "Lionheart, The Lionhearted, High Paladin of the Breton Court-!"

As far as she was aware, there wasn't even any Knight Houses like this in Fontaine!

...Then again, this was Fontaine she was talking about. They did have their theatres.

Kokomi doesn't mention anything about their stupidly long list of names until after the formal ceremony.

She drops her head onto their shoulders, sighing loudly.

(Kokomi) "S/O...why did we need to have all your names read out...?"

The AUDACITY S/O had!

To have more titles than HER, FURINA?!

This transgression would never be forgotten!

...But they were some pretty cool names, she did have to admit.

'The Golden Paladin',' 'Lord of the Lance', 'Roi Breton'

(Furina) "Hmph, and where exactly did you acquire such names, S/O? More importantly, how does it nearly rival my own?! Hmph! Perhaps I should read all of mine so that we are on equal footing!"

Honestly, some of those were starting to sound like stage names, which wasn't fair at all!

If they could do that, then so could she!

Needless to say, the ceremony the two were attending dragged on for way too long.

By Barbatos, those were some extra titles.

'The Green Knight', 'Knight of the Glade', 'Heart of the Lion'

Though, she only had a few titles under her own belt, the sheer number S/O had was honestly staggering.

But it was also admirable.

It made her want to keep up, and wondered if she could ever live up to Vanessa, and apparently S/O.

Because at this point she was wandering in her mind, the list was still going, and probably outnumbered Vanessa herself.

(Jean) Well...I suppose we did say we were to refer to all forms of address...Maybe we should revise that.

Xianyun was no stranger to titles.

She did indeed go by many, but S/O seemed to go by even more.

Which both impressed, and honestly annoyed Xianyun.

How did a mortal go by more names than Rex Lapis?!

'The Sacremor', 'The Soul-Killer', 'Duke of Couronne'-

(Xianyun) "One has to wonder why you must have all your names read aloud? We could be doing something much better right now..."

Granted, she did recognize a few of these titles, but that was no reason for dinner to get cold now!

Xinayun pouts, adjusting her glasses as she tries to get comfortable as the reading continued.

One found this situation inane...

[deuteragonist1]

Merthur really have it all huh. King and lionheart dynamic. Fucking hate at first sight then speedrun to trying to die for the other. Slow burn? Never heard of her. One of them wears gloves and one doesn't and I'm not even gonna bother to explain why that is top fucking tier. Lies and secrets that could bring about the doom of the kingdom. Obviously adore each other but will actually fucking die before saying it with actual words. The prince is a gigantic asshole who doesn't know how to show care or ask for attention like a person who had healthy emotional development as a child and oscillates between pulling pigtails and acting like an over-eager puppy or both at the same time. Domesticity levels previously unheard of. They canonically wear each other's clothes. One of them makes up words and the other promptly starts using them. Both are extremely into the other's specific brand of dumbassery. Their love language is fucking playing together. "I don't want you to change" fuck this fuck everything

[mrs-barnes-rogers-writes]

The Feral Princess - Part 3

Marvel AU

Pairing: Stucky x Reader

Theme: Soulmate AU / Medieval / Fantasy / Soulmate Marks

Summary: Bucky and Steve have known they were soulmates since they were children. Fate bringing a then sickly Steve and the future King together. War takes them apart and throws them back together over and over, in and out of each other lives, arms and beds. But something is missing and throughout, they know they are missing their third and final piece. The kingdom is now Bucky's and Steve's, the latter now a leader and no longer a sickly child. Both are war heroes, with the respect of their country and those that surround it. They are a force to be reconned with, admired and respected within the other royal houses. They could have any maiden or princess they wanted, but they don't want just anyone. They want their soulmate. They want their princess. Even if she is known as The Feral Princess.

Chapter Summary: Sam reports back to the others.

When Sam returns from the Kingdom of Lionheart, he is greeted by an overexcited Becca running down the castle steps. He wraps her up in a warm embrace, before cupping her face in his hands and kissing her softly.

“How was it? Is she coming?”

Sam sighs, knowing the trouble his news will bring.

“What is it? What happened?” Becca asked softly.

“They have dragons.”

“Oh.”

“Come on, we’d better get this over with.”

Sam makes his way up the castle steps hand in hand with his soulmate. Natasha appears out of nowhere and falls into step with him.

“Well?”

“You didn’t tell me they had dragons?”

“The House of Loxley? It doesn’t.”

“She wasn’t there. I told Robin of their intentions and he laughed and sent me to Lionheart.”

“Well I can imagine how that went.”

Before Sam had chance to retort they were at the Command Room. Sam took a deep breath and entered.

Bucky spoke first.

“I see she is not with you.”

“No, she’s not.”

“What happened?” Asked Steve, voice heavy with emotion.

“She politely declined.”

“Politely?” Bucky asked.

“I mean she said, no, thank you, amongst other things.”

“Go on.”

Sam sighed and began to retell the events of the last few days. He’d been warmly welcomed, and both he and the two knights that had accompanied him had been given a full meal, mead and their horses stabled, fed, watered and groomed. After smartening themselves they were invited to the Great Hall to meet with the King. On approach Sam realised that it was a social day and that there were various Lords, Ladies and Knights in attendance. This had initially put him and the accompanying Knights on edge. Were they being led to their doom? Or to be made a show of?

As they entered through a side door, which Sam established was for guests, a Royal Guard had whispered to him.

“Lord Wilson, I’m afraid we’ll have to wait to announce you. There is a developing matter that requires urgent attention.”

Sam nods, simply grateful his head isn’t immediately being put on a stick. He spots a Knight he recognises from the Battle of Washington and reintroduces himself. He doesn’t notice the brunette observing him from across the room.

Exchanging pleasantries with the Knight, and observing the raised voices, he establishes that the youngest Princess and heir is missing somewhere.

King Richard doesn’t seem concerned and then it becomes clear why. He must have predicted the child would wander to you, as he appears unsurprised when you stride in the child on your hip looking ready for battle.

He tells of the altercation with the Governess. Bucky and Steve raise their eyebrows and ask questions, Becca gasps, Natasha seems unfazed.

“After she left to feed the dragons, I was announced.”

“And?” Asked Bucky.

“Well, Richard and some of the court laughed. Some seemed excited, although it appears they were new to court and weren’t exactly used to her behaviour or what had happened with the past attempts at courtship.”

“But did you speak with her? Directly?” Asked Steve.

“I did. Richard asked a guard to fetch her after he’d read your letter. She returned and Richard cleared the Hall so it was just her, him and I. I explained that you sort her hand. She said no thank you and tried to leave.”

“Tried?” Asked Steve.

“Richard asked her to wait and then let her read the letter. She said no thank you again….” Sam decided to stop his retelling there but his hesitation toward the end of his story, led Bucky to believe something was a miss.

“Out with it Samuel.”

“She read all of it, including the part where you said you would fetch her.”

“What? You put that in the letter to Richard?” Natasha asked. “Are you looking to start a war James?”

“We are equipped for it.”

“Against Lionheart and Loxley!? Are you insane? You realise she also has ties to Odinson!”

“He is our ally.” Steve pointed out.

“Not when it comes to her. You have no idea what you’ve done!”

“And what do you know of it Natalia. I do not see your soulmate upon your arm!” Snapped Bucky.

“James!” Yelled Becca. “You do not speak of our friends and their soulmates in such a way. Mother taught you better, and Natasha’s right. You shouldn’t have said that James. How will it look if you fetch a princess against her will.”

“You won’t even make it through the gates. You will start a war, that’s if you haven’t already.” Added Natasha.

“Nobody will stand in the way of soulmates being together. It goes against the gods. If she does not appear at our gates in two days, I will do as I said and I will fetch her.”

“Buck, she said” Sam paused and let out a sigh, “She said if you come you will leave as the others, bleeding or in a box.”

“Well, it’s a good job I like a challenge Samuel, and I will fetch her.”

Moments after Lord Wilson’s departure.......................

There’s a flurry of activity in your quarters as the Royal Guards bring in trunks for your things.

“We won’t need those. We’ll just take what we can carry by horse. Place them back in the store but out of sight.”

Lady Dawn is looking at you with a look you cannot read.

“Do say whatever it is that you want to say Lady Dawn.”

“Is this wise?”

“Are you questioning my judgement?”

“No, I’m questioning if you wish the kingdoms to go to war over you.”

You paused.

“There won’t be a war, it won’t come to that.”

“Won’t it?”

Before you have chance to answer, your second lady, Darcy enters.

“I have everything readied.”

You began to move around the room placing items into a satchel. You watch as Lady Dawn begins to put on her cloak.

“You do not need to come Lady Dawn.”

“I don’t think so. I’ve have not sat and watched you grow and attempted to raise The Feral Princess to miss her being tamed.”

Darcy let out a laugh and you soon followed suit.

“Ok ladies, time for another adventure.”

You slipped into the night on horseback, Lady Dawn, Darcy, and your Loxley guards by your side.

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[twilightarc-gm]

hello :D can you tell me why you like chengxian?

A Non-Comprehensive Guide to Twi's Love of ChengXian

Yes I spent time making this edit. I love them and I'm not an artist so sue me.

Short Answer: I love these two self-sacrificing assholes and their aesthetics and I think they should kiss and get a happy ending for once. If MXTX doesn't want to do it, I'll write it instead! 😤

Long Answer: Click the Read More

"As long as we both live in this world, we'll meet sooner or later." -- Vol1 Chap6

👏 MDZS literally doesn't happen without Yunmeng Shuangjie, it doesn't happen without the huge sense of debt and love and envy and pride and duty that comprises everything about the relationship between Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng. They must meet because their stories are so wrapped up in each other that where one ends and the other begins is a blurred line at best.

MXTX put in so much work to separate these two for the happily ever after she wanted and if you think about it too much you start to wonder if the Wei Wuxian we grew to love with this story, that says this kind of line, is ever going to be really happy without Jiang Cheng in his life.

💗It's not incest, but the boys wish it was. I am half-joking about this, but also absolutely serious. The vague labels on their relationship is a very big part of the point!

They are very much the Shixiong/shidi(mei) xianxia/wuxia romance trope. The talented and wonderful shixiong. The shidi(mei) that adores their shixiong but can't be honest about it. Childhood friends to sweethearts. MXTX uses this trope and subverts it by not making it endgame or letting the story just end with the tragedy of the First Siege.

She uses the power of this trope to feed into everything in and around the secret of the Golden Core Transfer. It ends up affecting the entire cultivation world as the greatest token of love, of devotion, of sacrifice, of consequence, of dubious consent, of the crux of the very story itself... which is just incredibly powerful.

And the rest of MDZS flows from that.

He had always thought Jiang Cheng would be the one standing with him, and Lan Wangji against him. He'd never imagined that reality would be the complete opposite.

This is literally errata from vol1 official pg 262 and I swear it wasn't put in the first time because it feeds ChengXian too much. You say that Wei Wuxian thought Jiang Cheng would always be by his side? He couldn't imagine a world where that wasn't true?? That now he's in a reality where it's the opposite??? Omg???? Like this is the sum of the ChengXian tragedy right here because MXTX made a reality where they couldn't be together! 💔😭

Like LOOK!

“When you become the family head, I’ll be your subordinate. We’ll be just like our fathers. Who cares about the Twin Jades of Lan? Our Yunmeng has Twin Heroes! So—just shut up. Who said you’re not worthy of being family head? No one’s allowed to say that, not even you. Say it and you’re asking to get beat.” --Vol3 Chap12

You see for me it's about the strain between love and duty and all the points where those two cross.

My actual favorite romance trope is king/lionheart - lord/devoted - leader/subordinate - patron/agent - master/servant - 知己 (zhiji)

this relationship of knowing is one that is worth dying for

“So when Wei-gongzi returned to seek us out, my jiejie was reluctant to even attempt the procedure, at first. She warned him that writing an essay was one thing, but actually doing it was quite another. She wasn’t even confident she’d have a fifty percent chance of success.

“But Wei-gongzi kept pestering her. He said fifty percent was fine; the chances of success and failure were equal. Even if it didn’t work out and his core was wasted, he wasn’t worried about his future—but that wasn’t the case for Sect Leader Jiang. He was too competitive, too focused on what he stood to gain and lose in this aspect, since cultivation was his life. And if Sect Leader Jiang could only ever be an ordinary, mediocre person, his life would be over.” --Vol4 Chap19

Wei Wuxian was willing to risk his life on a 50% chance if it meant Jiang Cheng would Live. Yes yes Wei Wuxian's patent assholery here about how Jiang Cheng is so competitive etc, classic fooling himself. The point is that Jiang Cheng wouldn't be Jiang Cheng anymore and Wei Wuxian would rather die than experience that. Would rather cut himself apart than fail to protect his shidi.

Speaking of failures...

Perhaps there was this:

“I didn’t get caught by the Wen Clan because I insisted on returning to Lotus Pier to retrieve my parents’ bodies.

“When you went to buy rations in that small town during our escape, a group of Wen cultivators caught up to us.

“I noticed them early and left the spot where I’d been sitting to hide in a corner of the street. I didn’t get caught, but they were patrolling, and they would have surely bumped into you while you were getting us food.

“So I ran out and lured them away.” --Vol5 Chap22

Jiang Cheng never wanted Wei Wuxian to die, let alone die for him. He breaks down at the shrine coming to terms with what he will ultimately think of as his fault. We know this because when he feels at fault he doesn't speak of his good intentions. So, he distracts the Wen-dogs from Wei Wuxian > Gets caught and survives, broken > as far as he knows he's miraculously healed > only to find out that Wei Wuxian was taken by the Wen-dogs anyway 3 months later > Jiang Cheng never speaks of his failures, so will never say how lost his core in the first place > a war and 13 years later he finds out that not only did he fail to protect Wei Wuxian from Wen-dogs, but now also knows unequivocally that Wei Wuxian's descent into heretic cultivation was his fault... again.

As tears streamed down his face, he hissed through gritted teeth, “…Why…why didn’t you tell me?!”

And he begs to know why Wei Wuxian would do this!

“Consider it a repayment of my debt to the Jiangs,” Wei Wuxian added.

Jiang Cheng raised his head and looked at him with bloodshot eyes. “…To my father, my mother, my sister?” he asked in a hoarse voice.

Not him. Wei Wuxian won't admit it's for Jiang Cheng--the shidi he meant to protect as a good shixiong, the master he was meant to support, the heir and symbol of the clan and sect he loved so much he would readily lose a hand to protect.

The way Wei Wuxian tortures Wen Zhuliu by leaving him whole and standing while his charge Wen Chao is torn up bit by bit... The delicious parallels of -- you made me a failure, now see how you like it, watch the one you are meant to protect be torn asunder.

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Hold on I need a moment...

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How about some cute stuff?

Wei Wuxian waved him off and then hooked his arm around Jiang Cheng’s shoulders. -- Vol1 Chap4

He put his arm around Jiang Cheng’s shoulders and dragged him over to the veranda railings to sit down.

[...]

Jiang Cheng was quiet, but he seemed to have calmed down a little. Wei Wuxian put an arm around his shoulders again. --Vol3 Chap12

💗Wei Wuxian is always all over the person/s he likes and loves. Jiang Yanli might have been the first to carry Wei Wuxian but Jiang Cheng's were the first shoulders he chose to hang off of. Jiang Cheng stands so straight because he is used to bearing Wei Wuxian's weight! (Also he's of the gentry, and you can make arguments about a rod in places where the sun doesn't shine, but Wei Wuxian benefits regardless!)

Among all the kicks and shoves and rough housing and sparring, they are just so tactile.

Gif from this post.

… Jiang Cheng, walk slower, you’re gonna throw me off.”

Not only did Jiang Cheng want to throw Wei Wuxian off, but he practically wanted to bash his head into the ground to create a human crater. “So fussy even though I’m carrying you!”

“I didn’t tell you to carry me,” Wei Wuxian reasoned.

Jiang Cheng flew into a rage. “If I didn’t carry you, I think you’d hang out at their ancestral hall all day, rolling around on the floor. I can’t afford this embarrassment! Lan Wangji took fifty more strikes than you, but he walked away on his own, and you’re not embarrassed, pretending to be an invalid? I don’t want to carry you anymore. Get the hell off!”

“No, I’m wounded,” Wei Wuxian said. --Vol1 Chap4

💜 Yes I am bringing back this quote from my Jiang Cheng appreciation post.

Hnng, I am trying to be more concise, but like one of the things I also enjoy in romance is how two imperfect people choose to be together and that choice that they make is the gold and solder that fits the pieces together into art. Sure MDZS didn't want to go there even though that's where it started, but to me it will only ever be the story of Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian.

Honestly even Yi City arc is YMSJ | CX to me.

Song Lan = Jiang Cheng

Xiao Xingchen = Wei Wuxian

Baoshan Sanren is involved

Eyes = Golden Core

Baixue Temple = Yunmeng Jiang

GUILT

RUNNING AWAY

Xue Yang = Yuan Qi (Resentment) Modao/Guidao

CORRUPTION

A-Qing = lwj being obsessed with WWX and fighting his use of guidao like a-Qing is distrustful of XY and XXC being friends with him.

XXC kills SL = WWX kills JC (figuratively, JYL's death destroyed the last of the JC from their childhood and all the trust he had in WWX (you cannot tell me that WWX doesn't feel like he caused JYL's death (he couldn't control the corpse that hurt her, he didn't sense the sword coming for him and she had to protect him)))

XXC's suicide and shattered soul is thus my grounds for headcanon to what actually happened to WWX at the First Siege, just sayin'

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Anyway that's a bunch of canon stuff how about the realm of fanfiction/art?

Meme Format Reasons Twi is unwell about ChengXian:

From this post (yes that's my same edit)

Art Commissioned (So Far, more on the way and some I can't share yet) for ChengXian:

Happy ChengXian with Wei Wuxian in Purple by @robinade

Supportive ChengXian in pretty clothes! by Sugar_Shoal

Some more points for consideration:

💗 Point 1: They can't be normal about each other, due in large part by the people who raised them being unable to be normal about them either.

💗 Point 2: Their opposing ideologies, duties, and priorities make for the best drama, but in a better narrative, would balance each other.

💗 Point 3: Martial sibling romance ➡ tragedy! They fought together! Thought the future would be them together always! Then everything in the narrative tears it apart and all they're left with are the ashes of their choices and the lies that buried them.

💗 Point 4: Every AU where they end up happy instead!! 😭 I can't wait for @twinclownsoflotuspiers next CX Happy Ending event! Thankfully there is also @omiixcx coming up this APR 21st-27th! 👀 Yes that was a promo and prod.

💜 Point 5: ChengXian Pros = Zongzhu-shidi getting to love and protect his shixiong fully and truly without restraint.

🖤 Point 6: XianCheng Pros = Overprotective shixiong merciless in his affections for his Zongzhu-shidi.

💗 Point 7: Ship them for tropes based on miscommunication, acts of service, there was only one bed, boundary issues, genderfuckery, soul bound by choice, bickering, bantering, finishing each other's sentences, married-divorced-never-were, childhood shenanigans, cutting oneself on the other and denying the blood ever was...

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I am not even getting into the monster/monster-maker aspect, am I? They are both at the same time!

JC makes WWX a monster by being the recipient of the golden core and believing WWX has control of guidao so encourages its use.

WWX makes JC a monster by lying to him until their relationship is broken irrevocably at the Bloodbath and years after JC is known for hunting demonic cultivators.

If you want to get really dark with it, there's also the cannibalistic aspect. WWX becomes a part of JC with the transfer. JC unwittingly consumes WWX and his fortune. The golden core is in the lower dantian, the belly, behind and below the navel. The symbology..! XianCheng is really good for the more gothic themes of the ship.

Let's be real, the vibes are straight up Wuthering Heights in multiple facets. MXTX recently admitted to that novel was one she read so insert conspiracy theory red string board meme here!

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I spend a lot of time readdressing the themes introduced with the YMSJ dynamic and are exacerbated by the golden core transfer and the way Wei Wuxian handles and fails to handle that situation. I like how destructive they are about each other. There's a lot of potential there to create something together as well, but they were never given the chance.

Ideally, after the Jiang parents were gone and not influencing them anymore, or if they aged up enough to just stand on their own—and Wei Wuxian has his cultivation intact... Well in that scenario they could have easily stayed the Twin Prides/Heroes of Yunmeng and they would have been so happy being in the home they both loved and making the most of their lives one step at a time and arguing the whole way.

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That's what fanfiction is for! 💜💗🖤

Hey, you made it to the end! I hope that was entertaining at least there is so much going on with this ship sometimes my brain just goes brrrr about it, y'know? Take care! Happy CX thoughts to you!

[junipers-archive]

Personal Issue

Word Count: 650

Includes: fluff, fluff, fluff, you confront Spencer about him saying he loved you last night when he thought you were asleep!!

You were on your way to meet Spencer for lunch, you two were missing each other so often it wasn't uncommon that one would come home while the other was sleeping. You had roomed together for a year now if only for convenience of both of you working government jobs, him a profiler and you lawyer.

That convenience however, changed after 8 months when you started dating.

But last night was the night he told you he loved you, last night when he thought you were asleep.

And this afternoon was when you promise yourself you will confront him.

The traffic is hell, but you eventually meet upon the agreed spot, a local café you two frequented.

He see's you before you see him, coming up from behind to startle you, in pure Spencer fashion.

"Hey!"

"Jesus Spencer, you know better not to scare me like that!" You giggle softly at his pouty expression as you turn around.

"Oh come on, you can't excuse it this one time?"

"Well since you're so adorable..." You smile, wrapping your arms around his neck to peck him on the lips.

"Come on lets get a table, its almost rush hour." He says when you pull back, leading you to the front desk as the waitress has you follow her to a small table near the window.

You order eventually, choosing your favorite dish even though you'd also promised yourself you'd try something new. And as you wait you begin to find yourself chickening out of asking him about last night.

You want to know, you really do, but what if he was going to say it today? What if he was going to say it in 30 seconds?

"Did you know chicken alfredo initially appeared in France during medieval times?" He's referring to the grilled chicken Alfredo you just ordered,

"Its actually a pretty interesting story, grilled chicken was the favorite of King Richard the Lionheart during the 12th century and at this time grilled chicken was a delicacy-"

"Spence." You interrupt him, which he takes in stride.

"Y-Yeah what's wrong? Am I ranting-"

"No. No You're not, I just-" how do you begin this conversation? "You know when you came home last night?"

"Yea it was around two in the morning and you were knocked out.." he tilts his head like a puppy and you feel yourself grinning.

"Um yea, I-I wasn't asleep, I had stayed up in hopes I could surprise you but then-" You stop looking up at his horrified expression of your entailing.

"You-You heard me um...look Y/n I totally get it if you're weirded out or don't want to talk about it or if you even wan to-"

"Spencer. I'm not. I just...Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you try when you at least thought I was conscious?"

He winces at that, speeding up his words to compensate for his eratic mind, "Itwasapersonalissue"

"what?"

He takes a deep breath as the waitress leaves your drinks on the table.

"It was a personal issue."

"You being in love with me involves me!"

"But-"

"No. Spencer, I know you're new to this and its adorable but when you love someone you tell them. To their faces. When they're awake." You emphasize shaking your head.

He grimaces, nodding his head. "Well, to be fair I was only practicing."

"Practicing, really?" you were smiling despite yourself.

"Yeah I wanted to tell you for a while just didn't know how." He rubs the back of his neck out of nervous habit.

"Well." you asked expectantly.

"Hm?" Did he really not know?

"Are you going to tell me?"

"But you already-"

"Doesn't count." You grin at him victoriously as he blushes, ducking his head and telling you exactly what you want to hear.

"iloveyou" and its short and fast and adorable and so Spencer like that you'll take it.

"I love you too, Spencer."

[the-lark-ascending69]

Okay some actual ronance crumbs I found during my rewatch:

How quickly Robin becomes Nancy's right hand woman. Nancy says "everyone in groups of 2, Robin, upstairs" (slight paraphrasis) and Robin follows her. Robin enforces her will and defends her decisions. During the fight with the demobats, they cried each other's names a lot of times, Nancy shouting a bunch of orders that Robin quickly followed. You can tell Robin trusts Nancy's judgment a lot, and Nancy trusts her loyalty and smarts.

Speaking of trust, Robin seems to feel very safe with Nancy, confident that she won't let any harm come to her (well, to anyone in the group, Nancy is The Protector, but this is a ronance analysis). When fighting the demobats, Robin cries for Nancy's help. When they're in the upside down, she holds her hand looking for comfort. Nancy protecc.

Robin clearly thinks Nancy is a genius and trusts her ideas 100%. She clearly admires her, and that is a rare thing for Robin to do. But you can't tell me Nancy wasn't blown away by Robin standing her ground at the asylum the way she herself never seemed to be able to do in s3. In fact, I think Robin was the first person to ever defend Nancy from old men in positions of power who don't think she's capable enough. They just make an amazing team.

Nancy and Robin are the true King and Lionheart

[one-winged-dreams]

[wc-confessions]

i love squirrelflight because the fan content made for her helped me in the aftermath of leaving an abusive relationship.

discovering the Pigeon, The Beer, Favourite Crime and New Year's Eve pmvs changed my perspective on the whole ordeal i was going through. despite being the victim of the relationship i was in, i felt guilty and like i was in the wrong despite the damage that was done to me. in some ways, squirrel was similar to me and i was similar to her. from her pmvs, plus how creeplily similar my ex was to ashfur, i could finally accept that i wasn't to blame. i was a victim, but i'm not just that forever. i can grow and keep going no matter how hard it is, The Beer especially showed me that, and Favourite Crime reminds me of my best friend who helped through it all too. i guess i'm the squirrelflight to their leafpool :).

there are countless more pmvs and maps that helped me, so many that i can't list them all. but a special thank you to hopeful content like King & Lionheart and Try, which further emphasise my last point - i can grow and be happy, and i am! :)

in short, thank you warrior cats animators. the visual media you create of these kitties has undeniably helped me.

(tag with whatever necessary for trigger / content warnings)

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[greenerteacups]

Hi, hi! I never shut up in my fic comments, so I’m going to practice restraint here and quietly scream that I find everything about Lionheart delightful. It’s such a smart, witty, honest, beautiful, and deeply romantic story that honors a character arc for Draco that scratches so many itches in my brain. Every time I read it, I feel spoiled. 

I have SO MANY questions and general exclamations, but I’ll stick to one. I always love reading your thoughts, but there is zero, null, zip pressure to respond in any way. Just think of this ask as an energetic virtual wave. 

So, if your Narcissa and Molly were forced to name each other’s biggest flaw, what would they say? (I ask this knowing that what whatever they said wouldn’t necessarily be true, of course.) I’m endlessly fascinated by their parenting, but also the lives they lead beyond it. Molly and the Order. Narcissa and the pureblood circles she’s navigated her whole life. They both so obviously love their children, but I can’t ever decide if Molly’s dislike for Narcissa (I mean, I’m assuming she dislikes her) would include a stiffly admitted “you’ve raised a good son,” or if she’d say “Draco became good in spite of you.” 

<3 Tig

TIG!! Hello! I read your comments religiously, and by that I mean with the totemic reverence properly afforded to King St. Stephen of Hungary's right forearm. I hoard them in my inbox like Smaug's jewels and kick my feet like a schoolgirl over them. Or like a very schoolgirlish mixed metaphor of a dragon, that is. The longer, the more dragonly schoolgirling. To wit, I have been grinning at this stupidly for like, five whole minutes.

What would Narcissa and Molly say about each other? I wonder, I wonder. They're quite alike in being protective and (in their way) nurturing mothers. They both take pains to keep their children out of the war effort, albeit somewhat unsuccessfully. They're also very prideful, domineering, and intent on getting their own way. I think Draco acclimates to Molly's parenting style when he's around the Weasleys in part because it's so similar to his own home: you have a present and visibly dominant mother figure, who gives most of the orders, and then an auxiliary (or, in Lucius's case, absent) father figure whose name is usually invoked only to give force to the mother's commands. They also had children around the same time, though Molly was a mother years before Narcissa was, and so probably thinks of Narcissa as quite young. I expect there would be an element of mutual condescension, if not outright scorn. Both of them believe very strongly that their ideas are The Right Things, and if you disagree with them, it doesn't matter what your reasons are, you are simply Wrong. They have equally inflexible moral compasses that happen to be oriented around radically different poles.

They are also both — and I don't think it's a spoiler to say this, because everything I'm about to say is stated in the text — extremely competent fighters. Narcissa never fought in the first Wizarding War, but she's still an accomplished duelist, and formidable enough to have the respect of both Severus Snape and Albus Dumbledore. She's an expert Occlumens, practiced Legilimens, and her husband was the Dark Lord's right hand. Molly Weasley, on the other hand, is one of the only people alive to have beaten Alastor Moody in a duel, and one of the few people in the Order who seems to feel comfortable giving shit back to him at Grimmauld Place. It's worth noting, too, that Molly is fairly bellicose as a person — she has a snap-your-fingers temper — and among her seven children, you have (canonically speaking):

a curse-breaker (one of the hardest/most demanding intellectual jobs in the wizarding world),

a dragon-tamer (holy fuck),

a Head Boy with more N.E.W.T.s than Hermione canonically has, who got a high-ranking aide position in Wizard Parliament straight out of high school,

two crackpot inventors who start a business selling bioweapons at age 17,

a chess prodigy who beats a 50-something master at age 11; hijacks a flying manual car, teaches himself to drive it, flies the fucking thing from Devon to Surrey, and kidnaps his best friend; subsequently flies it again from LONDON to HIGHLAND SCOTLAND; uses said car to bulldoze a horde of giant spiders; threatens a serial killer to his face, while nursing a broken leg; breaks into the wizarding version of MI6; blows it up; ensuingly helps prosecute a war effort to prevent a fascist takeover of Britain; and:

Ginny Weasley.

And on the other hand, you have Narcissa (in Lionheart), whose children, though few in number, consist of:

Draco Malfoy (prodigious, annoying, thus far remarkably hard to kill).

So regardless of your stance on the nature/nurture debate, you have to believe there's some fairly intense parenting happening on either side of the equation.

In my fic, they also both hold similar roles in the present: involved in the war effort, but not in the same way some of their colleagues are, either by choice (Molly being the de facto quartermaster for the Order safehouse, and hence the Order) or by necessity (Narcissa being unable to come out publicly on either side of the conflict without putting herself, and Draco, in danger). Those positions of "neutrality," which for both of them is really just a cover for their work as covert operatives, is made possible by the fact that they are mothers. No one would suspect the impoverished housewife Molly Weasley of running a guerrilla military out of her kitchen; likewise, few would suspect reclusive, tragic pureblood widow Narcissa Malfoy of being the pet huntress of Albus Dumbledore. Which is part of what makes them so effective. There's also something in the fact that they're both very feminine, both in their position and how they hold themselves, but they embody different aspects of femininity — specifically, the elements of femininity that are useful to their cover. Molly leans heavily into her role as the blustering, bossy, overworked mother, to the point that most of her children don't see her as anything else. Narcissa, on the other hand, leans into the "Mater dolorosa" angle, presenting herself as this demure, ladylike mistress-of-the-house, which is helped by the fact that her husband's death gives her an excuse not to go out often. The perception that she's a frail widow crippled by grief — which is anything but the truth, as becomes clear pretty much by her first appearances of Lionheart — means that people in her pureblood circles don't make the same demands of her that they would of Lucius, and she absolutely exploits that to her advantage. They're both Gen X women who grew up during (if not slightly before) the second-wave feminist movement; their relationships with sex and social position flow from that. They don't break molds; they flip them to their advantage.

Anyway, I've totally neglected your question. To wit: Narcissa would say that Molly's greatest flaw is her inability to conceive of an ideal more important than happiness. Molly would say that Narcissa's is cowardice.