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[zidianing]

sandushengshou | jiang cheng | gembond: sapphire

You have reached the Sect Leader of the Yunmeng Jiang--what? I'll set my message how I want to set it! I don't need to state my name! ... Jiang Wanyin. Leave a message.

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voice | during feral week, after day one

[famili]

A-Cheng? How are you doing?

( this is the loaded question of how is he mentally doing. she's not uh. look, she's a married woman, or was one for well over a year, and it's not been subtle seeing how some of this has been playing out, and she trusts her brother implicitly.

which means if he's having a hard time and needs a dragon hug she's here for it, since she's stuck as a dragon who has been having a time of it all around, and she's worried. she knows he can take care of himself, and they are blessedly not alone in all this, but it doesn't leave her less worried when it's been more than a day since she's seen him last. )

Are you eating well? Where can I find you?

[zidianing]

[It's a miracle that she gets a voicemail back. But what she will hear is a clack and very loud shrieking and screeching. In between said loud noises, she would hear cooing and trilling noises as well. ...as well as dragon growls in the background.]

bad idea theatre

[famili]

( Her concern only spikes at the growling, and the... cooing? That wasn't a bad sound, but the rest has her panicked, and she hears the other growl and it's Jiang Yanli's turn to scrabble to pick up her tiny phone and take to the air. )

A-Cheng! A-Cheng, where are you?

poor yanli

[zidianing]

[Jiang Cheng doesn't have a response other than more shrieking. Though it doesn't sound like he's in pain, really. There's merrow sounds and dragon sounds and a clatter as the device is being knocked around.]

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang shows up at Jiang Cheng's residence unannounced. There's no chance for Jiang Cheng to try and wiggle out and it's much easier to convince him of things in person after all. He knocks after shifting around everything he's holding -- plenty of wine, some peanuts, and other various snacks that he thought might have been interesting to try.

He is relatively sure the other is home and if he's not -- well that would certainly be unfortunate!

[zidianing]

It would be unfortunate. But fortune favors Huaisang as the door opens and Jiang Cheng stands there, raising an eyebrow at all of the things the other man is carrying.

"Did Wei Wuxian put you up to this?"

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang smiles when he sees the other and he bows as best he can with his arms full.

"Not this time, I just wanted to come spend time with a friend," Huaisang answers and it's true. He doesn't need anyone putting him up to getting Jiang Cheng drunk or spending time with him.

[zidianing]

He scoffs and lets the other man in, helping him put the wine and snacks on his table.

"I suppose I should know when in our timeline you've been plucked from."

voice; a few days before the dinner party

[equivocations]

[ He'd debated a bit, before moving forward with this - it feels unnecessary at the same time as it feels essential, to make sure that the others know of the complicated situation. So he calls, and after a quick greeting, he moves right into the matter at hand. ]

Jin Guangyao is here. He says he does not remember much beyond names and faces, relationships and some historical events. The doctors say it is due to the trauma of his arrival.

[zidianing]

[Jin Guangyao.]

...Will you be all right if he is here?

[Of course he could be here. Jiang Cheng wouldn't believe a single word out of his mouth. He holds onto the device tightly.]

[equivocations]

[ There is a very long pause, as though Lan Xichen wasn't expecting that question - which, well. He wasn't, he wasn't expecting anything like it. ]

Will you be?

[zidianing]

Xichen.

[No. It isn't he that they all should be concerned about. Two thirds of the venerated triad here? Especially after Lan Xichen had been from when all of Jin Guangyao's machinations had been brought to light.]

Tell me. Please.

[Because that's what matters - how Lan Xichen feels about the appearance of the man once more.]

[voice]

[sadflutenoises]

Hey! When were you going to tell me?!

I had to hear about it from Lan Zhan!

Augh. You're impossible! Congratulations, asshole. Or good luck. Or whatever.

[zidianing]

[He's barely patient with this answer]

I was going to tell you after I had gotten the answer from Lan Xichen.

[sadflutenoises]

[There's an exasperated sigh and some intelligible grumbling.]

Alright, alright. You better!

Wait. Did you tell Shijie yet?

[zidianing]

Jie helped me with...some things. I don't know how to make a cake, all right?

[billowing]

[ From here for context ]

You know who it must be.

[zidianing]

I know. And I'm going to break his legs for it.

[billowing]

[ Ok seems a bit harsh but he'll let jiujiu decide adequate punishment. ]

Take care to remind him not to publicly expose others' fears.

[zidianing]

Oh. He'll be reminded all right.

[That doesn't even begin the punishment]

...make sure Wei Wuxian stays off the network.

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[jinlingers]

I did get Fairy back... do you want to see her?

action; after the festival

[equivocations]

With the festival and the charity dinner over, it feels as though he can finally breath a sigh of relief. He enjoyed every moment of it, of course, particularly working so close with Yanli and Guangyao - as he has since they first began working with this nonprofit - but he cannot deny there had been some nerves as to its reception.

But it had gone better than he could have hoped, and now that it is finished and he is home with Wanyin, he feels utterly relaxed. He feels...

Well. At home.

They've just finished cleaning up after dinner, when he comes up behind Wanyin to wrap his arms around his waist, just hugging him close.

"I appreciate you so much," he says softly, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck.

[zidianing]

Jiang Cheng doesn't tense up anymore when Lan Xichen embraces him for no reason. Instead, he relaxes in his hold, pausing in the toweling off of his hair.

Yes, the entire festival was a success but Jiang Cheng needed a shower to wash off...the entirety of the festival. And to unwind. He suspects it's possibly an attribute that he'd subconsciously picked up from his gembond. He'd just stepped out of it, sweeping the long, dark locks to one side, when he feels his beloved approach him.

Still, he shivers when he feels lips press against the back of his neck.

"I'd say that the festival is a success, Huan-ge."

[equivocations]

Warmth fills him when Wanyin relaxes into his hold, a soft contentment at how he's been able to be a source of comfort for him, as Wanyin is for him. There's a different kind of warmth at way he shivers, but he pushes that aside for the moment.

"It was, wasn't it?" He can't help but be happy with that - Yanli and Guangyao worked so hard for it, and with some of the political opinions on the Gembonded, he is well aware how many eyes may have been on an attempt at a cultural exchange.

"That is not all I was talking about, however." He rests his forehead against the back of his neck. "I appreciate your support in the festival, yes, but I also simply appreciate you, and your presence in my life."

Things would be very different without Wanyin, after all.

[zidianing]

He takes a sharp breath in and tenses just a moment before relaxing again. They literally fought against his shadow for Lan Xichen to accept him and love him for all that he is. Jiang Cheng relaxes in his hold more and leans back against him.

"You've always been there for my life."

He thinks back to that day when Lan Xichen offered for Jiang Cheng to lean on him for guidance in being a sect leader.