#tang rotbb

[serenitys-alcove]

A Little Closer

Tang Bo x Reader

His mouth felt unbearably dry. The hard surface of the wall was cold on his feverish skin.

“Tang Bo, explain yourself,” you gritted out.

It was too much. The proximity was intoxicating, it made his head spin. And unknowingly, you pressed closer. He was tempted to just break through the wall itself, but then he’d have to deal with his family’s bitching for like, at least a month.

“Can you—” he wheezed, red in the face and trying desperately to avert his gaze. “Can you maybe, just, back up?”

Please, he begged. For my sanity.

A hand grabbed a fistful of the front of his robes, and he nearly cried in frustration. You were going to kill him with this.

“You think I haven’t noticed that you’ve been avoiding me all week? Do I look like an idiot to you or something?”

“No,” he rasped, trying not to look at your inviting lips. The ferocity in your gaze was not turning him on. It wasn’t—damnit.

“Look at me,” you snapped.

And…oh. He was so, utterly fucked.

[qourmet]

Flirting

[tama-journey-to-inspiration]

That scene from journey to the west: conquering demons (2013) that @chuliann told me to draw as Tangchung.

I had so much fun drawing wukong! While Bō sleeves are as stressful as always. But definitely, Chung Myung's expressions were by far the easiest part. Hehe

Edit: now I notice that a forget the sleeve in one panel. *sigh* why am I like this?

[bananaguyboi]

They're so silly HAHAHA

Edit- How the fuck did this get popular

[dannylemeow]

The Dragon and the Snake

Toxic by Britney Spears plays in the background when these two arrive

Art by: @OMG0TAKU

[huepou]

freakbo

[filialdisciple]

twitter/x rotbb doodle compilation

[tamavonpineapple]

No one expected that a man who specializes in throwing knives at his opponents will be also an excellent close ranged fighter too. Victims of the illusion of safety, thinking he'll be helpless one they get past the flying knives only to find out that the snake does, in fact, bite.

The man can throw a punch as good as he throw those knives.

[deathb4disko]

from that one meme going around rn o7

bonus:

[rtmlaila01]

I haven’t posted ROTBB content in a long while, I’m gonna pour out my love for DangCheong in this drawing 💚💓

[serenitys-alcove]

Concede

Tang Jan x Reader

Warning: sexual allusions. 18+ only.

He was staring again. Fuck.

Jan averted his gaze, trying to forcefully cleanse his brain of the strong, pretty Mount Hua disciple that was currently walking towards him—wait, what? His eyes snapped up at the sound of your footsteps, a bead of sweat rolling slowly down his spine. He straightened to his full height, hoping that he looked at least marginally more composed than he felt.

"Young Master Tang," you tilted your head, exposing the glistening skin of your neck. Your hair was messy and sweaty from training and he was definitely taking longer than socially acceptable to respond.

He nodded, greeting you in turn. Good, that was good. Looks like he still had some mental faculties in order.

"What brings you out here tonight?" 

You. “I live here,” he blurted out. Then winced. Internally.

Your lips twitched. “Yes, it seems so.”

Jan wanted to ingest his strongest poison. All hopes of making a positive impression on you withered and died, along with his dignity.

“Did you also come out to train?” You asked, then your brows furrowed. “Oh, did I take your usual spot? I apologize—”

“No!” He coughed, gesturing wildly. “No, you’re fine. I was just…passing by.”

You’ve got to be kidding me, he blinked. It was like his ability to communicate like a normal person had suddenly…disappeared. Why?

“Oh, okay.”

Silence.

“I was going to—”

“Would you like to—”

You both paused, looking at each other with wide eyes.

“Sorry,” you smiled sheepishly. “You go first.”

“No, no,” he gestured for you to speak. “I insist.”

You looked down, rubbing the back of your neck. It was the first time he’d seen you with such an unguarded expression, and it was…causing a strange warmth to bloom in his chest?

“I was going to ask if you wanted to train with me?”

What? Train? You and him? Together?

He took a moment to compose himself. Close his mouth and all. It wasn’t very Tang-like to gape like a fish.

“Sure,” he smiled, a mask of polite deference. “I suppose we could train together.”

But as your eyes crinkled, it was like you could see right through him. “Alright,” you grinned back. “Show me what you’ve got, then.”

He did not shiver. He didn’t.

A few strands of hair were escaping from the careful style you'd secured it in, and already, he was having a hard time not getting distracted.

Focus, he breathed, sliding out his daggers. You’re the son of the clan head, act like it.

The first round ended with the tip of your sword under his chin. “Hey, what happened to all that passion you showed Jo Geol, huh?” You teased, lowering your blade.

Jan felt excitement climb in his gut. A small smile pulled at his lips. “You just got lucky, watch.”

True to his word, the next round ended with your sword arm pinned down by three of his daggers.

“How’s that for passion?” He smirked slyly.

“Touché,” you laughed, making his smile grow.

The night wore on, taut with tension as the momentum shifted back and forth. Push and pull. Almost magnetic.

You swung at his torso. He ducked, rolling beneath your arm.

There! His gaze sharpened. An opening.

He leapt at you, catching you off guard as you both tumbled to the ground. You blinked at the feeling of cold steel against your neck.

“Concede,” he grinned wildly, panting.

Your eyes widened as you stared up at him, saying nothing.

Slowly, his grin faded from his face as he realized he was practically straddling you.

Oh. Hell.

The sight beneath him almost felt sinful. There was a flustered expression on your face, one that he was pretty sure matched his own. Sweat ran from your temples and pooled deliciously in your exposed collarbone. And your mouth—your mouth was parted in a cute little oh—

“Young Master Tang?” You said softly. He didn’t respond, blood rushing furiously in his ears. “…Jan?”

He almost groaned at his name on your lips, spoken softly and reverently like a prayer. He was pretty sure his face was on fire now. The warmth spread down his chest, traveling lower to his—oh no.

Reality dunked over his head like cold water, sending him scrambling to his feet.

“A-Apologies,” he rushed out, unable to look at your face as he bowed his head. “I’ve selfishly taken too much of your time. Goodnight.”

And then he fled exercised a strategic retreat. As he ran and leapt over rooftops, even the cold wind wasn’t enough to calm the inferno on his face.

Yah, what did get myself into?

Back at the training grounds, you were still on the floor, staring breathlessly up at the sky.

Shit, you thought, closing your eyes. He’s…kinda cute.

[halloween-neko96]

If I have a nickel for every favorite ship of mine that includes the MC and his dead best friend(s) who had already died before canon even began yet keep haunting the narrative, I would have 3 nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened thrice.

[konigindreamingoffood]

These three idiots are my heart and soul ❤️❤️

#still sleep deprived and beginning to doubt reality

[bluebirds-stuff]

Tang bo return au inspired by ge's and azu1as Tangchung arranged marriage au

Something Something happens and chung myung ends up needing to be (faked) married for a short awhile so the tang family offers the hand of a distant tang cousin who's been making waves in the cultivation world and getting stronger during the last 3 years (*note that this is after cm is 21 ) who seems to REALLY hate the demonic cult and the great sects who won't meet each other until the wedding day

Now on the outsider pov we have people up and down making sure everything is doing good on said wedding night , and it is ..... except for the fact that said wedding grooms seem to be late for THEIR OWN WEDDING

Thankfully the mount hua disciplines see their youngest coming, not so Thankfully he's coming covered in blood dragging a (dead or unconscious ? ) demonic cult member and all of you are worrying about the poor groom who doesn't deserve to be tied down to this heart attack inducing menace ,except the groom ALSO Shows up covered in blood dragging a (also dead or unconscious ?! ) body without a care in the world, then all of you see your youngest FREEZE at the site of him as if he saw the dead coming back to life he did

And the tang groom freezes too and whispers in awe and confusion " taoist hyung-nime!? "

The crazy bastards proceed to drop the bodies and launch at each other with desperation

And all of you are hit with a horrible gut feeling that this isn't going to be a "fake" wedding after all .

[dannylemeow]

His three amigos

I crave more PBSS & friends content so bad. I’m only at chapter 564 of the novel and I can’t read fast enoughhhh 🫠

This is a repost. Please help me find the artist.

[huepou]

i haven’t posted in a while hiii