#wwx does not consider him a thorn more like a misplaced rib

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It hits Wuxian like a bullet to the brain, Jiang Cheng sneers when Wuxian says he thinks he might have an idea as to how to walk through the herd, and it just hits him. "You think I caused this, don't you?" His brother doesn't say anything, just wipes the viscera off his knife and scowls at the heavily barracade door. Heavily barracaded it may be, they both know it won't be enough. Not for long enough. The sneers, the looks, the- the everything. "I would never," Wei Wuxian insists hotly. Because sure, things had been bad, ruined- not ruined before the world had imploded itself, but they've taken a new turn. And Wei Wuxian doesn't want his brother to think him capable of this- doesn't want to belive his brother could believe him capable. Not really, not truly. But the evidence is here. He does. "What's the genius plan then?" Jiang Cheng asks, pushing forward, ignoring. Just ignoring. Never listening. Taking and- Not before, not when- "I wouldn't do this." Wei Wuxian reiterates. "And you have to know that." Maybe death is better than living when his brother thinks this of him. His brother's eyes sweep up and over, calculating and brimming with ice. "No, I know you never stick around to deal with your messes." Jiang Cheng sweeps out a hand, at the barricaded door, the starving mass outside, the weapons bedecking their person. For a brief hysteric moment Wei Wuxian can envision Jiang Cheng making the exact same gesture to Jin Ling to get him to clean up his room. Then the reality quickly rolls back in. And the relief. Because- "You-" "You just create them. And you never think about the consequences you create. And you mess with things you shouldn't." Jiang Cheng speaks over him, smile terrible and wide. "Don't worry, A-Xian, I know this isn't your mess, but that doesn't mean it isn't your fault."

when you have a fun idea but wwx would never explictly call JC out on his bullshit so. rip. so OOC for wwx alas

#vibe was (probs modern) zombie au #where actually wwx and jc find each other as survivors like to think jc (and friend?) accidentally stumbles across wwx's group #obvs iwth all their histor #and it's very awkard #and at some point wwx starts to realise/wonder if the reason jc is so extra petty at him is like #also because it's fun i should clarify just becuase jc doesn't think wwx is the necromancer who created the apocalyspe #he does stil think it's wwx's fault in the sense that he thinks someone tried to imitate wwx and fucked it up #so he blames wwx for messing around with this shit in the first place #he also kind of doesn't blame him but where most people may blame god for inconvienieces jc blames wwx #tumblr fic #to jc's surprise wwx does not leave him there to die despite him being a prick #admittedly jc was sceptical wwx would really have a way out cos he considers himself a thorn in wwxs side so he's like rip im dying here #wwx does not consider him a thorn more like a misplaced rib #jc thinks wwx should be worried that he (jc) is going to fuck up wwx's life and reputation with his group #wwx doesn't really ahve the capacity to worry about things jc will or he won't but he hasn't so he probably won't #also if jc calls him out then they have to TALK about it and he's banking on the fact that JC hates talking as much as he does