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Lan Wangji: “he’s too close! And too naked! Quick! ACT NORMAL”
*bites
#mdzs#grandmaster of demonic cultivation#i would pay for his PoV in some chapters...#wei wuxian#lan wangji#wei ying#lan zhan#danmei#fanart
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Kiss Kiss Fallen Tree!
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#Sorry to everyone who was looking forwards to this comic only to find out I put WWX in the ugliest outfit.#Continuity came first. Plus let's be honest; he did *not* show up in anything fancy. Or in all black as seen in most fanart.#We are at the middle of WWX depression arc. His self-care was 100% because Jin Yanli would be sad if he didn't try to look nice.#Okay okay. Fine I've delayed talking about the kiss long enough.#It is absolutely a core LWJ scene over a WWX scene. Which is made even more fascinating because we don't get his POV.#But we get so many insights! His loss of control and his firmness all contrasted against how he trembles.#And all of that wrapped up in a wonderful self-loathing bow! You go Lan Zhan! You hated yourself so much for this!#WWX is a hilarious narrator for this because he is truly just...baffled by what's going on.#He would push the person away but he doesn't want to hurt their feelings or pride (putting other people first again are we?)#I do understand why this one is divisive for people though. I choose to look at it through a character/humourous lens.#I've seen people defend and admonish this scene as a particularly shitty thing LWJ did and let's be very clear here: It was.#That's why I like it. LWJ did a shitty thing and struggles with it. It's part of what makes him so robust as a character.#It's also fine if you enjoy this scene for it's eroticism. You're not a bad person for that. You are just A Person.#People will have their own experiences with this topic. Be kind to each other alright?
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Extra points if you can hear him say Lan-er-ge-ge
#mdzs#mo dao zu shi#wei wuixan#wangxian#i feel almost sorry#Should I draw Lan wangji pov#I imagine him taking of his robes#it would be a nice follow up#I never imagined myself drawing kinky stuff#the damaged wangxian has done to me
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Wangxian in public being disgustingly in love and the Juniors on a matchmaking mission
#Outsider POV and matchmaking my beloved#i feel like in the the Untamed version Wangxian probably took some time to get together#like after Wwx got back to the Cloud Recesses after his big journey they danced around each other#but still look exactly like a couple#and everyone is getting sick of their pining#so the Juniors are coming up with stupid plans to get them together and chaos ensures#i might have read every fanfic on Ao3 with this exact plot#might make a small comic with that idea one day#wangxian#wangxian fanart#the untamed#the untamed fanart#mdzs#mdzs fanart#wei wuxian#lan wangji#lan sizhui#lan jingyi#jin ling#ouyang zizhen#wei ying#lan zhan#wei wuxian fanart#lan wangji fanart#art#digital art
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six excerpts from a wangxian fic told entirely through ratemyprofessors reviews
#the historic beef of two physics professors#there’s lore but we’ll never know what it is#because all the narrators are unreliable and underinformed#outsider pov from the most unhelpful outsiders#so much wwx and lwj slander in this fic but also fair criticism but also praise!#love those guys#mdzs#cql#mo dao zu shi#lan wangji#wei wuxian#mdzs fic#the untamed#chen qing ling#wangxian#wangxian fic#untamed fanfiction#wangxian fanfic#mdzs fanfiction
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wow this post got depressing really fast. sorry
if you think about it. if you were just some random no-name cultivator who somehow got invited to the phoenix mountain night-hunt, and you heard something about 1. hanguang-jun of the sterling reputation, 2. wei wuxian the demonic cultivator already flouting social norms, and 3. a forced kiss....which would you believe? that lan wangji forcibly kissed wei wuxian? or that wei wuxian forcibly kissed lan wangji?
depressing thoughts.
#mdzs#jiang cheng#wei wuxian#lan wangji#not tagging the ship bc i heard there was discourse about this scene#anyways god this started out as a funnypost but got depressing real quick#sa mention cw#yanyan polls#anyways. “comforts” here probably just means a mix of giving wwx food#and going “do you want me to break his legs” “who's legs” “uhhhh nevermind”#also more seriously. imo jc negotiating a marriage between wang and xian as a result of witnessing this would in fact be morally despicable#bc jc doesn't know if wwx is also interested. so from his own pov he would be selling his shixiong to the guy who forced himself on him...#come on jc don't do that#if he talks to wwx and wwx is into it tho. well that's a different story. then that's just wwx's questionable proclivities
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How Lan Wangji felt every time his POV described the YILING PATRIARCH as “slender”.
#i noticed this when I first read MDZS and every time it was always when following LWJ POV#i tried to censor some of it…#wangxian#wei wuxian#wei ying#yiling patriarch#yiling laozu#lan wangji#lan zhan#mo dao zu shi#mdzs#the grandmaster of demonic cultivation#the founder of diabolism#grandmaster of demonic cultivation#fanart#my art#mxtx mdzs#edit to fix the caption a little
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Wangji My Brother | Part 1/?
Uploading these as I make them, I’ll create a master post once it’s complete!
-> Part 2
#mdzs#lan wangji#wei wuxian#wangxian#lan xichen#魔道祖师#yilling laozu#i am making a comic!!! that’s crazy !!!!#first time for everything haha#but this part… i just needed a full comic of it….#this is going to be a xichen pov !! get ready for twin jades angst !!#also little bit of wangxian angst but that’s a given <3#lan qiren makes me laugh#wangji my brother
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Trying out these brushes I got from @artbylouris and I??? Love them so much?????
#The untamed#wei wuxian#lan wangji#wangxian#modaozushi#daily doodle#pov you’re about to get your ass handed to you by hanguang jun and yilling laozu
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WangXian x “As You Wish” by Faye Wong
If you are interested in xz’s version:
youtube
#i am aware that this song is about today’s generation doing better for the ones who died bcuz of the war#but…. can you blame me if i find some parts relatable to wangxian?#especially in lwj’s pov when wwx died#there’s a beauty in wanting to live in the world without the other just so that his memories would live on#the concept of ‘this world is beautiful because you lived in it’ and not ‘this world is not beautiful anymore now that youre gone’#the untamed#cql#lan wangji#lan zhan#wei wuxian#wei ying#wangxian#Spotify#my untamed x songs edits#Youtube#my gifs
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Looked so alive, turns out i'm not real by KatAnni
Looked so alive, turns out i'm not real
by KatAnni
M, 36k, Wangxian
Part of the MDZS Big Bang 2024
Summary: "Nothing leaves the Burial Mounds alive." Lan Wangji goes on a side mission night hunt with Wei Wuxian during the Sunshot Campaign, and finds out just how true that statement is. Inquiry rings through the room, and Wei Wuxian answers. This of course, has consequences. For the MDZS Big Bang 2024, Collab with Sweetlittlevampire Kay's comments: This story was meant for WIP Rec Week but it posted quicker than I was able to rec it! But it had me aboslutely hooked from the first chapter. Stunning writing and art! A story in which Wei Wuxian maybe doesn't really return from the Burial Mounds alive and Lan Wangji finds out during the Sunshot Campaign and I'm so hyped. Had some really strong cliffhangers in this story and the built-up to the happy ending was devastating. Featuring beautiful art by @sweetlittlevampire Excerpt: As if his strings were cut, Wei Ying crumbled to the ground, his head meeting the floor with a sickening sound, and Lan Wangji was on his feet immediately, Wangji clattering to the ground with a dissonant sound. “Wei Ying!” He sat next to the prone form, his hand shakily reaching for a shoulder, the other a wrist. So still. Not moving. No pulse. “Lan Zhan?” His voice was groggy, as if from far away. Lan Wangji was still holding his wrist, and tried to still his own heartbeat at the lack of one from Wei Ying. “What- Hey!” Wei Ying was on his feet within the next second, his hand withdrawn, and Lan Wangji stared up at him. “What did you do?!” His voice was suddenly sharp, accusing, unforgiving. The flute, that cursed black flute, was in his hands, pointed at Lan Wangji like a knife. Lan Wangji stared, unblinking, as realization seemed to dawn on Wei Ying, as his brows drew together. “You made me say that, with that song! How- Why-”
pov lan wangji, canon divergence, temporary character death, sunshot campaign, major character death, sentient burial mounds, hurt wei wuxian, hurt lan wangji, not actually unrequited love, wei wuxian's three months in the burial mounds, fix-it, somebody lives/not everybody dies
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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for this hard-working author if you like – or think others might like – this story.)
#September 2024#Wangxian Fic Rec#The Untamed#Wangxian#MDZS#Kay's Rec#Looked so alive turns out i'm not real#KatAnni#sweetlittlevampire#Mature#medium fic 15k-49k#MDZS Big Bang 2024#MDZS BB#pov lan wangji#canon divergence#temporary character death#sunshot campaign#major character death#sentient burial mounds#hurt wei wuxian#hurt lan wangji#not actually unrequited love#wei wuxian's three months in the burial mounds#fix-it#somebody lives/not everybody dies
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I see the hurt in your eyes when I tell you to get lost.
Get lost.
You stare at me with wide eyes.
(Wide eyes, trembling hands, blood on your clothes and mine.)
Why are you still here?
Do you enjoy watching me suffer?
You are supposed to hate me.
Get lost.
(Glaring golden eyes, the glint of your sword in the sun, ink on paper.)
A lifetime ago.
You know who I am, what I have become.
This useless shell of a body, worthless, worthless, a burden.
A waste of time, a parasite, a pest.
(Dogs barking at an orphan in the streets, two figures walking away, a clarity bell tolling in the dark.)
I was the one who should have died.
You are still staring at me, tears pooling in your golden eyes, hand still wrapped around my wrist.
You say my name, a reverent gasp in the stillness, much more than I deserve.
Get lost.
(The sweet scent of spilt wine, moonlight on crossed blades, cool night air streaming through Gusu.)
Get lost, get lost.
Your eyes are so soft, you look so hurt, why won't you go away?
Why are you helping this one, who has only ever caused harm?
Why are you still here, looking at me with your soft eyes, telling me you'd do anything for me?
Get lost, get lost.
(A familiar song, a burning brand against my skin — if it had burned through, would I have died?)
Get lost, get lost, get lost.
Why hurt yourself, when you can leave and turn on me like the others did?
Why stay, when I've done nothing but wrong everyone?
Why are you still here, Lan Zhan?
(Paper butterflies, the laughter of a child, your smile, your golden eyes.)
My name falls from your lips again, a reverent gasp, a word loved too much, a prayer.
I say your name, you look at me with hopeful eyes.
Come back with me, you say, I'll keep you safe.
I yank my bloody wrist from your hand, your face crumbles.
Oh, Lan Zhan.
I turn away with teary eyes, I can never bear to see you cry.
Get lost, get lost, get lost.
Please, get lost.
#wangxian#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#mdzs fanfiction#fan poem#mxtx poetry#mdzs poetry#wei ying#lan zhan#wei ying's pov#wei ying loves lan zhan#get lost#fanwork#gusu lan#cloud recesses#yiling laozu#yiling patriarch#hanguang jun
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Thanks for listening to my sad backstory. Anyway, here's Wonderwall.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan xichen#lan wangji#madam lan#This normally would have been two separate comics but I felt like it was a far better joke to have them together.#Enjoy the rare double feature comic!#I was listening to this episode - scripting out and preparing for a longer and heartfelt comic on this scene.#And then Lan Xichen pulled out his flute and started playing unprompted.#I could not contain my laughter. I know it is trying to be emotionally resonate and the flute is pretty but...#It really does have the energy of “Okay thanks for listening to my tragedies and traumas. I don't know how to segue out of this.”#This madam lan design is inspired by Qourmet's design! Really good stuff that I was not able to do more with in this one panel.#Speaking of...I know it is ambiguous on purpose and we are only told what happened through LXC's POV but...#I always interpreted madam lan's passing as a suicide. I think LXC was told it was illness to soften the blow.#She was stuck in a house with maybe a servant coming by to give her food. One day a month she saw her children.#Of course she was warm and loving in their memories-#She was trying to give them a version of her that would be remembered as such. She wanted to protect them from the truth.#She did her best but she was already dead a long time ago. She must have felt like a ghost haunting a house.#Love to her was waiting. And both her boys inherited that view of love.
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On 33 elders and the Lan's Discipline Whip
This tumblr post by @qiu-yan the other day on moral luck in MDZS came past my dash, and there was a mention of the thirty three elders in the Lan Clan who were injured by Lan Wangji - some of you may remember it better as the reason for his thirty three whip scars xD. And I remembered reading (mostly on twitter) people saying things like he got whipped 33 times 'for going against his sect elders', or that the elders deserved it for acting unjustly. Maybe this was a CQL thing??? But I wanted to share my understanding of the situation from reading the novel.
For the record, elders here aren't like ‘Elders’ in the sense of people in positions of power within a clan i.e. 长老 as you might see in sects from more conventional Xianxia novels. Instead, its noun for ‘older generation’ i.e. 前辈 within the clan.
So, here's a translation of Lan Xichen’s recount to Wei Wuxian of how Lan Wangji came to bear scars of thirty three strokes of the Lan Discipline Whip from Chapter 99/100, Discipline Whip Scars aka Hensheng: To Hate Life 3.
On Versions I’m comparing between two versions of the novel where the first chapter title is: {1} 魏无羡死了,大快人心! (lit: Wei Wuxian is dead, gratifying news for everyone!) & {2} 重生 (lit: Alive Again). The version I’m translating is {1} from the website Zhenhun using footnotes to compare it against {2}. Line breaks and other cosmetic or grammatical changes are ignored. References to chapter numbers and such will be based on {2} since this is the version used on the MDZS fandom Wiki. All chapter titles also are referenced from the wiki.
Wei Wuxian repeated, "Discipline Whip scarring?!"
He grasped at Lan Xichen again and said, "Clan Leader Lan, I truly have no idea. Please, tell me. How did he get those injuries? Does it have something to do with me?!?”
Embittered anger surfaced on Lan Xichen’s face, "If it doesn’t ‘have anything to do with you’, did he perhaps scar himself for no particular reason at all?” [1]
Zewu-jun had always been restrained and composed to the utmost, but this was a matter which had impacted Lan Wangji and thus uncharacteristically, his anger was roused. Yet after observing Wei Wuxian's expression carefully, this anger receded slightly and he asked tentatively, "You… you've had some memory loss?"
"My memories?" Wei Wuxian said. He immediately tried hard to see if there was anything he could not recall, and then replied, "I don't think there’s any period of time which I don’t remem — yes!"
There was indeed one period during which his memories were blurred and indistinct.
The bloodbath at Nightless City!
On that night many years ago, he had believed Wen Qing and Wen Ning gone, their bones ground to dust and scattered by their enemies. On top of that, seeing the Great Clans on their impassioned, self-righteous warpath and witnessing Jiang Yanli die before his eyes, he finally utterly lost control. Combining the two halves of the Yin Tiger Tally, he unleashed it, allowing it to kill indiscriminately. The dead under the Tally’s power killed others, who then became new fierce corpses, creating an endless supply of massacring puppets which turned the place into a blood-soaked hell.
After that, [2] although Wei Wuxian could just barely manage to stay on his feet, he distantly felt himself leave this slaughterhouse of a ruined city. There was a long period in which he was not fully aware of anything. When he finally came back to himself, he had already been sitting in a daze at the foot of Yiling’s Knoll of Unmarked Graves [3] for a long time.
Lan Xichen asked, "Do you remember now?"
Wei Wuxian murmured, "That period at Nightless City? I… I’d always thought that I had wandered back in a daze, but..."
Lan Xichen was so angry he could have laughed, "Young Master Wei, How many enemies were you up against that night? It was three thousand! No matter how much of an unparalleled talent of this age you may be - withdrawing entirely unharmed under those circumstances? How could that be possible?"
Wei Wuxian asked, "Lan Zhan... what did Lan Zhan do?"
"What did Wangji do. If you don’t remember it yourself, I fear he will never tell you of his own accord, and you certainly won’t be asking [4]. Fine. Let me tell you." Lan Xichen said.
"Young Master Wei, on that night after you took out the two halves of the Yin Tiger Tally, merged them into one, and slaughtered to your heart's content, you were at the end of your strength. Wangji, having been injured by you in your madness, was in about the same state. He was only able to get to his feet by leaning on Bichen. Even so, the moment he saw you stumbling away, he immediately followed.
"There weren't many people left conscious at the scene. I was barely able to move and could only watch as Wangji, with his Spiritual Energy clearly almost depleted, limped laboriously in your wake, then grabbed and pulled you onto Bichen. The both of you flew off on the sword together.
“I only regained my Spiritual Energy two shicheng* later and hurried back to the Lan Clan in Gusu seeking support. I was worried that if people from the other families caught up to the both of you first, Wangji would be perceived as your accomplice. The best outcome of this would leave him with a stain on his name for life and a damaged reputation, the worst scenario would be him being dispatched without a chance to defend himself. And so along with my shufu, I gathered thirty-three elders who had always praised and thought highly of Wangji. Together, we spent two days as the sword flies secretly [5] searching. That was how we found traces of your trail within the borders of Yiling. Wangji had hidden you in a cave. When we arrived, you were sitting on a stone within the cave, dazed, while Wangji held your hand, transferring Spiritual Energy to you and speaking softly [6].
“And the whole time, you were only repeating one word at him.
“‘Scram!’”
Wei Wuxian’s throat was dry, his eyes red. He was unable to say a word.
Lan Xichen continued, "My shufu appeared suddenly before him, giving him a scolding and asking him for an explanation. He seemed to have expected us to find him, yet he said there was nothing to explain, that this was just how it was. Since childhood and even after growing up, he had never been defiant toward our shufu and me [7]. But for you, Wangji not only talked back to shufu, he even turned his sword on the cultivation practitioners of the same origin, the same bloodline of the Gusu Lan Clan as himself, severely injuring [8] the thirty-three elders we had requested help from...
Wei Wuxian buried his hands in his hair, saying, "I... I didn’t know... I really..."
Besides repeating that he really didn't know, there was nothing else was able to say.
Lan Xichen tried holding back for a moment, but went on to add, "Thirty-three Discipline Whip scars! All the strokes within one session, one for each person. You ought to know how painful that is, how long it takes to recover from it! [9], [Note] After willfully sending you back to the Knoll, Wangji returned, despondent, to receive his punishment. How long he knelt before the Wall of Discipline! When I went to see him, I said ‘Young Master Wei has already made a grave mistake. Why would you compound it?’ But he replied that he wasn’t able to judge if what you did was right or wrong, and regardless of that, he was willing to bear all the consequences with you. [10] Those few years he was said to have spent ‘reflecting on his mistakes before the Wall’ were, at their core, because his motion was limited by his injuries. And even so, after learning of your death, he forced himself in this condition to get up because no matter what, he had to go to the Knoll and see for himself…” [11]
*One shicheng is approximately equal to two hours.
[1] This part in italics isn’t in {2}. [2] Added in {2}: But after going through all of these, Wei Wuxian’s body and spirit had been seriously damaged. [3] He was at the foot of a small hill near the Knoll in the revised version. [4] This part in italics isn’t in {2}. [5] In {2} Lan Xicheng and his uncle explicitly requested the elders to keep this a secret. [6] In {2} Lan Wangji was asking him something. [7] In {2}, Lan Xichen only specifies that Lan Wangji has never talked back to his uncle, leaving himself out of the sentence. [8] In {2} Lan Xichen says they were severely injured, nearly fatally. [9] There’s a break in {2} with Wei Wuxian’s inner thought of ‘This, he knew.’ Reason being what I have in [Note]. [10] This part in italics isn’t in {2}. [11] This part in italics isn’t in {2}.
[Note] Per Chapter 11, The Elegant Flirt 1: Wei Wuxian has never been beaten with the Discipline Whip before, but he has seen its mark on Jiang Cheng. They’d tried all sorts of ways to make the scarring go away, but it was in vain. All clans use it for disciplining members who had committed grave wrongdoing. Later in Chapter 59, Sandu: The Three Poisons 4, we learn that Jiang Cheng was hit with it by Wen Chao who got his hands on the Jiang Clan Discipline Whip.
// a thought //
We just learnt that Lan Wangji had been injured by a berserk Wei Wuxian himself, was struggling to stand and nearly out of Spiritual Energy. Then he had to control Bichen to fly them both to Yiling, and at least at the moment they were found, was attempting to heal Wei Wuxian with the Spiritual Energy transfer. From Lan Xichen’s account, it took Lan Xichen four hours to recover somewhat and regain enough Spiritual Energy to go home for help. So let’s say Lan Wangji did take some time off from minding the catatonic Wei Wuxian to replenish his Spiritual Energy, he’s still not fighting them at a hundred percent. His elders from Gusu Lan had not participated in the fighting at Nightless City (uninjured), but they’d all been on their swords for two days, searching for Lan Wangji. Probably still in a much better form than him though. How was he able to injure them ‘severely’?
(I think there are two options. One, Lan Wangji is just that good of a fighter. Two, his elders were holding back.)
#MDZS#Lan Wangji#Gusu Lan Clan#personally I thought it was a shitty thing to hurt people trying to protect you - but also could understand from the POV of a teenager#when you feel backed into a corner and multiple terrible things just happened#hurting them was protecting them back in turn so the cultivation world doesn't see the Lans as 'covering up' for LWJ if the news gets out#another way to see this is... you know that trope when someone lets the escaping person go while injuring themselves to cover up?#it's certainly not an act here - he really hurt them. but i can see where should the need arise for that framing...#...it could also be 'the Lan Clan tried to stop him but LWJ went rouge' so he doesn't implicate them#it was a betrayal of his family and he was fully aware THAT'S WHY HE CAME BACK FOR THE PUNISHMENT#there are a lot of layers to this LOL#imo it was never just 'he stood up to his family for wwx'#family protects family in all directions
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The proposal
"How do you get married?" Wei Ying asked as he scooped porridge to his mouth.
Jiang Fengmian choked on his scalding hot coffee and started to cough. Yanli, bless her, pushed a napkin towards him. Yu ZiYuan frowned at Wei Ying from where she was feeding baby Jiang Cheng.
"You don't. You don't get married for another twenty years. Not under my roof."
"But Lan Zhan said we should get married so I can go live with him."
Jiang Fengmian dabbed the tears off his eyes.
"Don't you think you should wait for your mama and papa to come back before you get married? Marriage is a big decision, and you are, if you don't mind me saying so, kinda small."
"I am this many big." Wei Ying showed three fingers.
"No, add one more finger." Yu ZiYuan showed him. "You can add another one from next week after your birthday."
After much confusion between his thumb and pinky, Wei Wuxian held up the correct number of fingers.
"This many, auntie?"
"Yes. But you need to be able to show all your fingers and all your toes too before you can get married."
"Why?"
"That's the law."
"What's the law?"
Before Yu ZiYuan put a foot into the trap, Jiang Fengmian intervened. They'd spend the entire day at the breakfast table if they got into a circle of questions and answers with Wei Ying. Even two adults combined were not enough to answer all the whats and whys of an almost five years old.
"Hurry up and finish your porridge, A-Ying. You don't want to be late for school, do you?"
Wei Ying considered his options. On one hand, as soon as A-Cheng was finished with his bottle, he could be enticed into an exciting game of catching Wei Ying's fingers. On the other hand, Lan Zhan had pretty-pleased him to come to school early so they could talk some more. He could play with A-Cheng later. Wei Ying made up his mind and started to shovel porridge into his mouth. The rest of the breakfast was uneventful. Yu ZiYuan burped A-Cheng as she kissed her husband goodbye. Jiang Fengmian herded the children out of the door before they could go back for another goodbye kiss for the baby.
In the evening, once Wei Ying was done telling his parents all about his new friend and they were done patiently explaining to him how come it was still morning where they were even though it was late evening where A-Ying was, Yu ZiYuan took the phone.
"Your son," she looked specifically at Cangse Sanren, "is planning to get married."
As expected, Cangse Sanren burst into a fit of laughter. Her husband was less amused.
"I hope he's not bothering any poor girl in his new school."
"It's a boy. And from what I could gather, the proposal came from him."
Cangse Sanren wiped her eyes.
"Ah, puppy love. Remember how Fengmian was so besotted with you? So cute."
Jiang Fengmian felt warmth rising in his cheeks. There were some obvious disadvantages with having childhood friends who were witnesses to his early childhood transgressions.
"We were in middle school!" He hissed. "And I didn't ask her to marry me until uni."
Yu ZiYuan patted her husband's cheek to comfort his delicate sensibilities. Missy Jiang still had the same thin face as always. She tried to divert the conversation.
"But good for the kid, though. I was worried A-Ying would have a hard time making friends."
Cangse Sanren turned her head to look at her husband.
"Remind me to buy something for the kid before we return. After all, it's our son-in-law."
She broke into a fresh bout of cackles. Wei ChangZe smiled helplessly before bidding goodbye.
Jiang Fengmian found Wei Ying and Jiang Yanli taking turns to blow raspberries on a giggling Jiang Cheng's soft tummy. Soon, A-Cheng managed to grasp a pudgy fistful of Yanli's hair, and Fengmian had to extricate Yanli from a protesting baby.
"Come on baobao, bedtime." Yu ZiYuan picked him up. Jiang Cheng had a half an hour window after his dinner when if he fell asleep, he would sleep through the night until morning. A minute past that he'd get overstimulated and cranky. Yu ZiYuan carried him to his bedroom. Wei Ying followed her with his eyes.
Jiang Fengmian cleared his throat.
"Do you miss your mama too, A-Ying? She'll be back soon."
"No, no. I am not a baby." Wei Ying made a face. "Lan Zhan says I am going to be the mama for his rabbits. I don't know how to, though. I don't think I can carry a rabbit like the way auntie carries A-Cheng. Or give them baths," He confided.
Jiang Fengmian struggled to find answers.
"That's why you need to wait until you are a grown-up," Yanli chirped in unexpectedly. "You can carry two rabbits when you are old."
Jiang Fengmian smiled gratefully at his daughter.
"Twooo?" Obviously, the amazing feat of carrying two rabbits simultaneously blew Wei Ying's mind away.
"Even three, if you start working out and become strong." Jiang Yanli said sagely.
Wei Ying remained awestruck at the idea of carrying so many rabbits in his arms throughout bathtime. Jiang Fengmian switched the overhead light off and sat down on a chair between Wei Ying and Jiang Yanli's beds with the storybook in his hand, ready to pick up from where he had left it off. Wei Ying squirmed under his blanket as five-year-olds often did before bedtime. Jiang Yanli kept yawning but forced herself to stay awake for the ending.
The next day, when Yu ZiYuan picked up Wei Ying from school, he fished out a folded piece of paper from his pocket excitedly.
"Sit still, A-Ying. I am trying to buckle you in."
But A-Ying wasn't paying attention.
"Look at this! Lan Zhan drew this for me!"
Yu ZiYuan clicked the buckle into place and squinted at the paper. It was a red and black rounded blob.
"Er, that's a lovely- , um, ladybug?"
"Nooo," Wei Ying giggled at her ignorance. "That's me."
"Mnnn, an artist, eh? A bohemian? A debonair rogue? Is that how he lured my poor, innocent darling?" Cangse Sanren pretended to faint over videocall that evening.
"I doubt a five years old is indulging in cigars and absinthe wearing a dressing gown in a studio, my love."
"What an old-fashioned idea you have about artists, ChangZe!" A postgraduate in art history, Yu ZiYuan couldn't let the comment slide. But Wei ChangZe only smiled.
Jiang Fengmian interrupted.
"We are taking the kids to the beach tomorrow."
"Enjoy. I wish we could take some time off on weekends as well." Cangse Sanren sighed.
"That's not fair. You deserve some time off. You're working too hard."
"Well, it's a critical moment in the research. We are almost there. Anyway, we are travelling to attend Xingchen and Song Lan's wedding in California next month. That is something to look forward to."
The next day, Yu ZiYuan was woken up by soft hands patting her arm before the crack of dawn. She grabbed the squirming, squealing mass and spoke in a stage whisper,
"Fengmian, I caught a mouse!"
The squirming mass in her embrace giggled.
"I am not a mouse. I am Wei Ying."
"No, you are a mouse. Wei Ying is still sleeping in his bed because he's a good boy."
Wei Ying continued giggling. Jiang Fengmian spoke in a sleepy voice,
"Just feed the mouse to the cat, my lady, then go back to sleep."
"No, no. Don't feed me to a cat!"
Yu ZiYuan hid her smile in Wei Ying's curls. They didn't have any cats. The only pet in the house was a shy betafish in a small aquarium.
Wei Ying calmed down.
"When are we going to the beach? Lan Zhan will be waiting for me."
"Let's sleep a bit more, darling, ok? It's still dark. And we can't wake up A-Cheng too early or he'll cry."
Wei Ying nodded and then closed his eyes. Soon enough, his eyes were closed and his breathing became regular.
They all overslept that morning. As a result, they were quite late when they finally reached their destination.
Jiang Fengmian started to carry everything to the beach. But he almost tripped when an excited Wei Ying got in his way.
"Come on, A-Ying. Let's go buy ice cream."
"Yay! I want a chocolate one."
"Strawberry, please." Jiang Yanli started to dig at the sand with her toy spade. Jiang Fengmian spread the beach towel and put a bottle of water on each corner to stop it from blowing away in the wind. A woman slightly older than him walked towards them, carrying a picnic basket in one hand and holding a child's hand in the other. The child was about Wei Ying's age, cute with chubby cheeks in a blue t-shirt. They both had light honey golden eyes.
"Perfect," Jiang Fengmian thought to himself. A potential friend for A-Ying. He smiled up to the woman.
"Nice day, isn't it? I was worried it might get cloudy."
Jiang Cheng, who had drifted off in his sling, shifted and let out a small cry of protest. The other child moved closer to his mother.
"A shy one! Pity!" Jiang Fengmian thought to himself.
The woman put a reassuring arm around her son's shoulder.
"This is Lan Zhan."
Bingo! Jiang Fengmian observed his nephew's potential suitor with a new interest. It was hard to believe that the shy child hiding his face against his mother's midsection was actually forward enough to propose to Wei Ying in recess.
"Hello, A-Zhan. This is A-Li, and A-Cheng." Jiang Fengmian pointed at his children. "My wife has taken our nephew for ice-cream."
However, it seemed Lan Zhan had already spotted said nephew because with a sharp cry, he sprinted off like an arrow to where Wei Ying and Yu ZiYuan were walking back carrying icecreams.
Wei Ying must have noticed him too because he dropped his icecream and ran towards him. Yu ZiYuan made a split second decision to follow them.
She caught them by their arms and dragged both of them towards Jiang Fengmian and Lan Zhan's mother.
"A-Zhan, why did you run off like that?" Mrs Lan admonished.
"A-Ying, that's dangerous. Don't run..." Jiang Fengmian started as well.
"Look what you kids make me do! The icecreams..." Yu ZiYuan lamented.
But everyone came to a halt when Lan Zhan grabbed Wei Ying's hand and spoke with pride and admiration,
"This is XianXian."
Jiang Fengmian caught Yu ZiYuan's eye and nodded. She understood.
"Oh my, you must be A-Ying's A-Zhan. He has been talking about you for weeks now."
Lan Zhan nodded solemnly. It was absurdly adorable to see a child his age act with so much gravity.
Yu ZiYuan turned to his mom.
"We don't know how to thank your little boy. You see, poor A-Ying had to move in with us because his parents are on a research trip. We were so worried he'd have a bad time getting along with his new classmates. But, it seems like A-Zhan here was a perfect angel."
Mrs Lan asked a pertinent question at this point.
"Why does he call him XianXian?"
Jiang Fengmian extended his arm to ruffle through Wei Ying's curls.
"His courtesy name is Wei Wuxian. A-Ying is more of a nickname."
Wei Ying made a noise of dissatisfaction and jerked his head away. But he didn't let go of Lan Zhan's hand. Soon, the boys were in their own world.
Jiang Yanli was the first to remember.
"Mom, the icecreams?"
Yu ZiYuan sighed.
"Those brats! I'll go get some more. Would you like some as well?" She asked Mrs Lan.
Mrs Lan shook her head,
"Thanks, but my brother-in-law is bringing along my eldest child and his friends. Maybe I should wait."
"Oh, don't worry. I'll grab a few extra." Yu ZiYuan started walking towards the icecream van. But she stopped midway. Lan Zhan was staring at the adults defiantly,
"XianXian and I are getting married today."
"Oh no, you aren't! You two are collectively not even ten yet. No one is getting married until they are at least twenty-one." Yu ZiYuan put her hands on her hips.
Little Lan Zhan looked at his mom imploringly for support. But Mrs Lan looked like she was too shocked to speak.
Jiang Fengmian spoke in a soothing tone,
"Why don't we talk about it later? I mean, you still have to meet A-Ying's mama and papa and ask them for permission."
Lan Zhan slowly nodded while maintaining eye contact with Jiang Fengmian. What a curious little boy! Soon, a man leading three other children joined them. One of the kids looked like an older and smiley-er version of Lan Zhan. Jiang Fengmian knew the other two. They belonged to the Nie family. HuaiSang was at Wei Ying's age. The moment Lan Zhan spotted him, he put himself in front of Wei Ying.
"Saozi, what happened?" The frowning man asked.
"We met A-Zhan's XianXian."
"Oh, hello." The boy who was most definitely Lan Zhan's older brother waved. "I am Lan Xichen."
Wei Ying waved back. There was another round of introductions.
"So you are really real? Uncle kept saying you are just Lan Zhan's imagination." Lan Xichen sounded curious.
"Xichen!" Both his mom and his uncle exclaimed. Both the uncle and the youngest nephew were exhibiting matching pairs of reddened ears.
Jiang Fengmian laughed.
"No, he's real alright. Very much so. You can touch him to be sure if you want."
"NOOO!" Lan Zhan was standing in front of Wei Ying with his arms outstretched in a protective stance. " Xiongzhang, don't touch my Wei Ying."
"Okay, didi." Lan Xichen spoke in a soothing voice.
Jiang Fengmian sighed. This will certainly be an interesting summer.
#mdzs#mo dao zu shi#mdzs crack#wei wuxian#lan wangji#jiang cheng#jiang yanli#lan xichen#jiang fengmian#yu ziyuan#cangse sanren#wei changze#madam yu#lan qiren#alternate POV to the imaginary boyfriend
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A little chengzhan silly about Jiang Cheng cleaning Lan Wangji's pond that I wrote as a birthday annoyance for @haifoct last year.
A white robed duckling entered the Jingshi’s gardens. The junior Lan disciple had been quite disturbed by noises of heavy panting and cursing. The sight that presented itself now, however, left him more worried about Hanguang-Jun than expected.
Inside the small pond stretching between the house and a simple pavilion was a man, knee-deep in the water, bare chest gleaming with sweat in the summer sun. No other than the infamous Sandu Shengshou, Jiang Zongzhu was wading through the pond, ripping bundles of algae out of it and throwing them behind him where they landed with a squelching noise on the grass. A cascade of curses too violent for the Cloud Recesses escaped his foul mouth continuously.
The junior disciple clutched his sword to his chest, unsure if he should be concerned or afraid, even more unsure if he should draw his sword or stab himself awake. On the Jingshi’s sunlit porch sat Hanguang-Jun, legs crossed as if to meditate, a cup of tea cradled in his slender hands. An aura of complete calm and serenity veiling him into his own universe.
Keeping his distance to the cursing, half-naked man in the pond, the junior disciple made his way up the porch, all his skill needed to dodge the bundles of algae thrown about.
“Hanguang-Jun,” he said cautiously. “Should I alert the elders that Jiang Zongzhu is in need of an exorcism?”
“No need,” Hanguang-Jun replied, voice calm and eternally steady, teacup secured in his hand, his thumb rubbing strangely, almost distractedly along the rim.
The disciple felt a blush watching those usually controlled fingers move like this and quickly looked away, blushing even fiercer when Jiang Zongzhu tore a giant bulge of algae and weed out of the pond, ripping it over his head with a manic expression of victory that eclipsed any descriptions from blood painted war stories.
Jiang Zongzhu was a well-trained man, his body an example what almost four decades of dedicated training and cultivation could achieve. Lean muscle of his chest and shoulders revealed, wet pants barely holding onto his waist. If Hanguang-Jun were interested in such a physique, it might have been a challenge to face this indecent display of bare skin. And as his disciple, it would have been his duty to guard Hanguang-Jun’s eyes.
Alas, Hanguang-Jun walked on this world free of any desires. The sight of this bare-chested man did not faze him. His eyes keeping watch of every move should that man endanger himself in his rage, his posture straight and envious, unbothered by anything, his ears flushed from being exposed to the bright sun too long.
“Han-Hanguang-Jun,” the junior disciple said, incredibly weirded out despite knowing there was nothing to feel weird about with Hanguang-Jun and Jiang Zongzhu. “Why is Sandu Shengshou weeding your pond if he isn’t cursed?”
“Mn…” Hanguang-Jun ran his thumb along the edge of his teacup. “I do not know. I will keep a close eye to find out.” He tilted his head when Jiang Zongzhu dug into the pond, water splashing high in a fountain that showered his hair until it escaped the bun’s hold. Dark strands glued to his face and neck by water and sweat. Jiang Zongzhu threw himself forward like he wanted to dive into the water, bending low to growl angrily at a piece of weed refusing to be pulled out easily.
“Lan Wangji,” Jiang Zongzhu suddenly bellowed towards the heavens. “Learn to clean your damn pond! If I see this mess one more time, I drag you to Lotus Pier to show you how clear a lake can be!”
The junior disciple gasped at this insulting behaviour. Nothing was cleaner and better taken care of than Hanguang-Jun’s garden, after all.
He turned – and for the first time in his life, he saw the faintest flicker of a smile on Hanguang-Jun’s face. Quickly disappearing behind the cup when he took a sip of tea. A long sip. Even his throat was now as red as his ears.
Whatever this was, the junior disciple decided to leave it alone and attempt to forget about it. No one would believe him anyway.
#chengzhan#zhancheng#jiang cheng#lan wangji#duckling pov#jiang cheng helping lan wangji improve his pond cleaning routine#teacher jiang must explain again#wangji was distracted#🤭🤭🤭#we must indulge in chengzhan sillies at times
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