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THEY. HELD. HANDS.

verbal abuse

Historians will call them close friends 🥲

[SPOILERS FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVENT READ THE NOVEL AND FOR THE NEWEST MANGA CHAPTER]

I don't think I could stress this enough. He has to be in love cause this is insane. You have to be pretty inseparable to get a title calling the both of you twins 😔

I love them so much

I've been plagued by this idea for days now. Outlining it for future, though it's doubtful that I'll find time and energy for properly working on it any time soon. Slightly drunk and very tired, so bear with me.

Potential tw:age difference (it's appearance at least), mentions of mass murder.

So, what if Tang Bo as well as Cheong Jin and Cheong Mun ended up in the future? Let's say some Mangyo group tried to resurrect Chun Ma himself or even his entire army via bloody ritual and mass murder, but royally fucked up. So not only Mangyo army ended up in the future/present, but also Alliance forces. (Imagine Thanos from End game).

Que lots of angst for our time travelers, because almost everyone has been brought to the future, except Cheong Myeong. Imagine, one moment he's been there, right beside Tang Bo, and now he's nowhere to be found, already dead. Has been for a hundred years. Tang Bo is devastated.

And they are still at war with Mangyo, so they need to regroup and end up going to Mount Hua. Imagine everyone's astonishment and confusion when they witness Dark Saint Tang Bo, an Elder of his family, completely losing it at the sight of their Cheong Myeong. Lots of wailing and highly inappropriate love confessions and marriage proposals. Tang Bo barely avoids death by enraged disciples defending their youngest's honor.

Identity reveal.

And later imagine Cheong Mun and Cheong Jin seeing how truly loved and accepted their Cheong Myeong is by their descendants, despite his rotten personality and insane talents. Much more than he was during his first life.

𝘉𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯.

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 .

They're so silly HAHAHA

finished comm so now i have the free time to work on Soso again

I'm cooking-

The only context im giving is that I'm writing a fic, and this is a metaphor. And it's sad.

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.

What do you think about tang bo vs tang gunak for cheongmyeong. With either tang bo time travelling/reincarnated to the future or tang gunak time travel to the past?

hello!! i am so so sorry this is super late 🥺 I've been rotating this ask in my head for two months because there's simply so many possibilities with this, I absolutely love love love it!

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To say that Tang Zhan's twin brother was a bit of a recluse would be an understatement.

Despite being named after one of the most renowned members of the Tang Family, Tang Gunak's son took after the known worst traits of their great ancestor.

Tang Bo was as cold and uncaring as the earlier recounts of his namesake. But unlike their ancestor, his son wasn't interested in improving his martial arts. Rather, he seemed to content himself with staying indoors and building that strange shrine of his that appeared to be dedicated to the Plum Blossom Sword Saint.

Tang Gunak sighs tiredly. He could never get a straight answer from his son whenever he asked about his odd obsession with Mount Hua's hero. Through the years, he's learned to brush it off as another eccentricity of his son.

The one time he ordered Tang Pae and Tang Zhan to remove their brother's shrine, they both ended up needing immediate medical assistance because of how viciously Tang Bo had attacked them for 'desecrating' his altar.

He thinks it's such a shame that Tang Bo refuses to partake in his siblings' training, but despite his adamant refusal, his son's core is still one of the strongest among his siblings.

And one of the purest too, it suddenly comes to Tang Gunak's mind as he watches Chung Myung cheerfully chug down another bottle of alcohol.

It feels almost wrong how easy it was to compare Chung Myung's core with his son's despite them being on vastly different spectrums while having equally well-known namesakes from their respective family and sect.

On one end in the dark, there was Tang Bo who quietly cultivated his core as he whispered quiet mutterings to his altar and refused interactions with people unnecessarily. And on the other was Chung Myung, who was at the forefront of Mount Hua's rise.

It was admirable, truly.

Tang Gunak would say so as much if it weren't for the sudden killing intent he could feel directed at him.

Standing outside right in front of the window with no subtlety whatsoever was his son, Tang Bo. His face was pressed against the window panes and Tang Gunak only realized then how threatening of an aura his son could produce.

Chung Myung wiped the drips of alcohol away from his lips and cast Tang Bo an amused look, "Aren't you going to finally let him in?"

Tang Gunak would have if he didn't know that his son would begin to antagonize him the moment he's let into the room by monopolizing Chung Myung's attention and looking smug about it. It happened during their first meeting in the dining hall so Tang Gunak wouldn't be surprised if it happened all over again.

He would lean overly into Chung Myung's space and call him 'hyung' with an exaggerated tone despite being the older of the two. And much to everyone else's bafflement and discomfort, Chung Myung wordlessly let him.

While Tang Gunak was glad that his son finally deemed it alright to leave the confines of his room, he isn't sure if the change in obsession from the Plum Blossom Sword Saint to Mont Hua's Divine Dragon was a fair exchange.

Tang Gunak watches as Chung Myung makes his way to the window and leans against Tang Bo from the other side.

Tang Bo's face noticeably softens as his gaze shifts toward the younger man and it twists a strange part of Tang Gunak's stomach to watch the same thing happen to Chung Myung's face.

Said man taps against the glass pane, "Stop being so intense. You're freaking your dad out."

His son grumbles while tossing him another stink-eye—Tang Gunak has gotten his fair share of those this past week ever since these two struck up a sudden close friendship. His gaze turns petulant as he returns his attention to Chung Myung.

"What is it about me making friends that you hate so much," Chung Myung rolls his eyes in exasperation.

"My father doesn't want you to be 'just friends'."

Tang Gunak would be more offended by the vitriol in the way Tang Bo called him his father if he weren't distracted by the weird tone his son spoke the last phrase.

Tang Bo takes a look at the mutual confusion on Chung Myung and Tang Gunak's faces and isn't sure if he's thankful or annoyed that he's surrounded by painfully emotionally oblivious people.

Less competition but, at the same time, it's sometimes too embarrassing to watch the way Tang Gunak unconsciously acted around Chung Myung in private.

Tang Bo narrows his eyes. It's been more than a lifetime, surely his feelings will reach Chung Myung faster than his father's does. Right??

tangcheong au where the tang elders set up an arrange marriage for their dark saint to make sure he doesn't run off and become part of another sect.

they want his power to remain with the tang and be used FOR the tang so they find a suitable marriage partner for him.

when he hears of the potential marriage, chung myung absolutely laughs off the idea.

tang bo agreeing to settle with some random girl? TANG BO?

Absolutely ridiculous.

He can't wait to meet up with Tang Bo again and hear him whine and talk trash about his family.

"They're really serious about it this time, hyung..."

Chung Myung doesn't know what to make of the unsmiling expression Tang Bo's face fell into when Chung Myung brought the topic up.

"I think...hm...."

Chung Myung doesn't know why his body suddenly felt cold all over. His eyes fell onto the tea that Tang Bo held.

Tang Bo absently swirls the drink around as an unsual tense silence fell between the two of them.

The liquid's swirling motion mirrored the emotions moving quickly through Tang Bo's eyes.

Chung Myung let out a snort that felt out of place, "Why are you thinking so hard about it? We both know you're going to reject it anyway."

Tang Bo looks up and catches his eye. He gives Chung Myung a long, searching look.

And if he really was trying to look for something in Chung Myung...

Tang Bo didn't find it.

"I'm—"

"We both know you're going to reject it, right?"

Chung Myung doesn't understand why he felt such a strong wave of emotion—why he was being so insistent about this.

Tang Bo drinks his tea in one go as if it were a cup of alcohol. His laugh rings oddly in Chung Myung's ears.

"I agreed to it."

"You..."

Tang Bo shrugs. "It was a good match."

"Since when have you ever cares about good matches?" Chung Myung asks, more accusatorily that he thought it would sound. "You've never cared about the Tang Family's orders before. Why care now?"

"We're getting old, hyung. Haven't you ever thought about settling down?"

Yes, Chung Myung doesn't want to admit, didn't you promise we would at the end of the war?

If Tang Bo meant it as a joke, Chung Myung didn't want to be seen as the idiot who took it seriously.

Why was Chung Myung even making such a big deal out of this in the first place?

Marriage wasn't going to stop their friendship. They could still hang around. It wasn't going to stop him from occassionally dropping by the Tang Estate when he was in town.

It wasn't a big deal.

But then Chung Myung thinks about Tang Bo asking to leave early because he had a wife to go home to.

He thinks about Tang Bo telling him he can't go outside Sichuan because his wife wanted him to stay.

He thinks about Tang Bo refusing a spar because his pregnant wife needed him.

Chung Myung never realized how possessive he could get with his friends. Would he act the same if Chung Jin or Chung Mun got married?

....he doesn't think so, but he doesn't think any deeper because of the unreadable look Tang Bo was giving him.

Chung Myung doesn't read too much into his sudden wish that they were drinking alcohol instead of tea.

"Never thought I'd even see the day that the Tang Dark Saint would allow himself to be a kept man."

Chung Myung tries giving Tang Bo an ugly expression, but the way his face twisted and stretched felt uncomfortably stiff and just wrong.

Tang Bo didn't seem to realize though as he turned his attention back to swirling his tea.

Tang Bo wore a small smile on his face that, if they weren't talking about an event like a wedding, Chung Myung would say looked a bit sad.

Chung Myung, with a grin that felt too tight on his lips, clinked his cup against Tang Bo's.

"Congratulations, Tang Bo."

"Thank you, hyung."

u know what lemme post it here too