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Wellllll… if you can afford it, I happen to sell some froggy things on RedBubble, including some really big transparent treefrog stickers that happen to look very nice on nalgene bottles and cupboards and things…

“This is fucking stupid.”

Severus looks over at zir, three drinks in and by all appearances stone cold sober. “What’s with the attitude? This is what you wanted.”

Quinn hadn’t wanted it like this. Ze hadn’t known that Severus was going to do something this moronic. “Why – you can do something else. You could use the year to research, or develop more potions, or help me go through all your damn books. You don’t have to take up the defense position.”

“It’s fine,” he says, taking another sip. “Most of them don’t die.”

“Just quit,” ze snaps. “Can’t you be normal about literally anything? So what if Dumbledore throws a fit about it, he didn’t want you take the defense position either and you went around him by using the board-“

Ze cuts zirself off, staring.

Severus had gone around Dumbledore. Dumbledore had been pissed that he’d been overruled at Severus being appointed the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Quinn had assumed that Dumbledore had been pissed for the same reason that ze was, that it ended terribly for every single person who took up that cursed position, but maybe that’s not the case. Maybe instead the reason that Severus had gone around him and the reason he’s pissed off about it are same.

Dumbledore and Severus have never gotten along. Quinn has never thought anything about it, because Severus doesn’t get along with most people. But maybe the reason is something deeper.

“You can’t just quit, can you,” ze says uncertainly.

Severus’s lips flatten out for a moment before he forces his whole body to relax and manages something that’s close to a smile. “Are you really just going stand there and watch me drink alone? Some friend you are.”

Quinn sighs but drops down in the seat next to Severus, pouring zirself a glass of the strange, dark liquor. “Are we celebrating or mourning?”

“Not sure yet,” he says, then raises his glass in a toast. “To endings.”

HI HI HI sorry i am like a week late replying to this. maybe because i have obsessively been reading apothecary diaries and doing nothing almost else.... heh

Anyways! I have not been reading the manga, I've been reading the light novels. And admittedly my friend shared them with me but this is where she got them. Hope that helps!!

This has been sitting in my inbox for AGES I'm so sorry! I kept putting it off because there was always something more urgent to do but I still wanted to leave it there in case I ever was bored and felt like like doodling something but was out of ideas.

Anyways! Here's my baby Lachlan in disappearance :D

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to be honest i haven’t thought about mingcheng very much! i’ve read a few really good fics for them but they’re not at the forefront of my mind. they’re a very interesting dynamic to explore, and one that i think i might like to look into more in the future!

i actually do think they’d work in canon, specifically during the sunshot campaign. jiang cheng very obviously has some sort of crush on nmj in nmj’s intro scene, and i think nmj would be impressed by how jiang cheng stepped up as a sect leader after the fall of lotus pier. it would likely be a wartime thing exclusively, both moving on afterwards because the relationship would no longer be feasible and they had other things they needed to prioritize first, and before they could talk about it again nmj dies.

If you do end up writing it, send me a link :) poor Jiang Cheng, he just keeps being forced to adopt - first Jin Ling, then Jin Ling’s sect, then Nie Huaisang (he insists)...in the end the only other adult around is Lan Wangji and, well, no.