text; un: weiwuxian

[resurging]

question: if you were, hypothetically, to trap a spirit in an inanimate object, how would you go about it?

[ this post was brought to you by: horror movie nights with the nephew! hooray! ]

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[inheritedpain]

WE WENT MONTHS WITHOUT YOU THREATENING TO HIT ME

COME ON THEN
COME ON AND TRY IT

[ Jin Ling sure is brave over text... ]

[consignation]

[ OH??? OH????

THAT'S THE SOUND OF JIANG CHENG'S BEDROOM DOOR SLAMMING OPEN. ]

JIN RULAN⁠—

[inheritedpain]

[ FUCK SHIT FUCK

there is a crash as the cup jin ling was holding hits the ground, the seventeen year old suddenly scrambling up and over his uncle wei ying as if the man was a barricade

from three quarters cover: ]

I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG!!

[resurging]

[shoves jin ling under the bed]

JIN LING! WHERE'D YOU GOOO--

[consignation]

HOW STUPID DO YOU THINK I AM?!

[ the whip is out, the spirit of madam yu has descended upon him in full force, and⁠— jiang cheng snaps a warning strike to one side of wei wuxian, then just... fully tackles him to the ground. tries to get him in a headlock. ]

What!! Stupid!! VAPID..!! Ideas! Are you putting!! In our nephew's head!!!

[resurging]

[wei wuxian is yelping very loudly, and then he's not making much of any noise at all, because jiang cheng's headlocks are very very very effective! he would know, this method has been refined on him!]

It-- HAK-- fff---

[it's fine he's gonna reach back and pull on jiang cheng's ear IT'S FINE!!!]

[inheritedpain]

[ And then here comes Jin Ling like a bullet out of a gun, sliding right out from under the bed and then jumping on his uncle's back to cling to him tightly around the neck. ]

Stop it!! STOP IT!!

[ He's doesn't even fully register what he's doing, he's just reaching out to try to grab at his uncle's arm when suddenly the purple crackling whip that is Zidian is sliding up of of Jiang Cheng's arm and onto his wrist, turning back into the twirling silver snake bracelet.

It shocks him enough that he just falls off Jiang Cheng's back and hits the floor. ]

[consignation]

[ it takes jiang cheng a second to even register that zidian is no longer in his possession. what hits him first is a sense of all-over wrongness, like the severing of a limb, and then his head jerks between his bare hand and where zidian now sits wrapped around jin ling's wrist⁠— ]

Since when⁠—

[ he starts to snap, but of course he already knows the answer. since always, surely. zidian protects this family, answers to one master but knows well that master's heart.

wei wuxian could take it too, if it ever occurred to him to try.

jiang cheng stops, eases the chokehold on wei wuxian. he sags to the floor, unable to hold onto even his mock anger, his show of indignant rage.

this is his family.

swallowing hard, he shifts his grip to crush wei wuxian against him instead. ]

You're both idiots.

[ and he loves you so much. ]