#cheng shifu

[fabseg-creator]

Miraculous fanart: Kung Food (Chloenette AU)

Marinette and Chloé are in date in this scene. Wang Cheng, Marinette's great-uncle, akumatized in Kung Food and he assists their dinner date with the Celestial soup (or the Marinette soup) that is served to the girls.

The fact an akumatized person interferes in the two girls' date makes the same girls uncomfortable.

The reference to the image: That's from Kung Food (1.25)

Suggested by @legendaryheartsong

[bugoutreviewgirlie]

I review Miraculous Ladybug S1, episode 14: "Kung Food". Marinette's great uncle is a world-famous chef and would be a cannibal if he was evil, which are mutually exclusive facts.

read here

[tavina-writes]

still supremely disappointed that Jiang Cheng did NOT have a sexy torture dungeon. What a sad miserable time!

All the antis promised me he'd have a super sexy torture dungeon where he tortures poor innocent demonic cultivators to death, and I gotta say, this was a disappointing find to discover there was no torture dungeon.

Or dungeon at all.

[movielosophy]

Mysterious Lotus Casebook | foxes

[lilianhuas]

[plumsaffron]

What refusing to take the L does to a Marinette or Ladybug.

Proceeding evolving into betraying:

Everyone who stood by her

Who's been loyal to her and put their trust in her

The many inspired or encouraged by her

What she represents

And especially Adrien/Cat Noir

[tofufei]

where is mu chun fanart i ask

[levitatingrain]

ops tags,, because I like them too much

Anime didn’t prepare him for when the flirting WORKS!

Episode 19 Part 8

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[nemainofthewater]

In honour of the fact it is the evening preceding the birth of a religious figure best known for rising from the dead please have this poll.

They are alive in our hearts 😭😭😭😭😭

There are SPOILERS

SO MANY SPOILERS

PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK

Write-ins, propaganda, and images are welcome!

[whumpbby]

What would a young disciple Luo Bingge call his sect leader Jiang Cheng?🤔

Shizun is out of question.

Shifu? Would that fit?

[twilightarc-gm]

Added Context: Shixiongdi When One is Shifu's Son.

We all like sad Jiang Cheng, yes? Let me introduce to something that was clarified to me today:

When it comes to the children of the shifu, the age is what determines what "shi-" term the kid is called, so the order of disciples gets bumped up or down as a result. Whereas if there are no children, the order that the disciple started determines the numeric order, regardless of age--so a shixiong can be younger in age than a shidi.

So for example:

We have 5 shixiongdi, the 5th is 13 years old and is the son of shifu. Then a new disciple calls shifu master, but he's 14. So the new disciple would be the new 5th place shixiong and shifu's son becomes liu-shidi.

Now please consider this bit from Vol 3 Chap 15

“Shidi, shidi, lemme in. Please, I wanna sleep.” With his back against the door inside, Jiang Cheng yelled, “Who’s your shidi?! Give me back Feifei, Moli, and Xiao-ai!”

Not only did his dogs get taken from him, Jiang Cheng literally got demoted when Wei Ying entered the sect.

🥺 I just think it's so sad. I'm glad he gets Wei Ying and they get along later, but that moment has to be pretty hard for a lil 8-9 year old who was already being taught for a few years that he'd be da-shixiong. Y'know, hierarchy being as important as it is, and all.

[the-marathon-continues-nip]

WANGXIAN WON!!

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This poll is a celebration of fandom history; we're aware that there are certain issues with many of the listed pairings and sources, but they are a part of that history. Please do not take this as an endorsement, and refrain from harassment.

[xiao-erlang]

I can’t help but feel like Shen Zechuan’s vindictiveness is only further proof of his gentleness and deep empathy. For a very long time, Shen Zechuan lived with self-loathing and hung onto this desire for revenge to live. But this wasn’t a desire to commit revenge for himself—Chen Yang and Fengquan mistakenly thought Shen Zechuan skinned Ji Lei out of revenge for torturing him, but they had no idea what Ji Lei had done to Hua Pingting. (All things considered, I think everyone agrees Ji Lei deserved even worse—if only that was humanly possible.) Even when he deeply hated Xi Hongxuan and Han Cheng, it was only due to what happened with Qi Huilian.

Fei Sheng found Huo Lingyun to be similar with Shen Zechuan, because they are both men who could be ruthless towards themselves. For the sake of avenging their family, they would even shed their human skin and become a scourge or a devil. But it is impossible for a person without empathy to be so deeply affected by the fate of another person—to be able to kill(sacrifice) themselves just so their loved ones can have justice.

Shen Zechuan is a person who does not waver nor hesitate to sacrifice his limbs or his life for the sake of bringing his opponent down—even Ce’an had to threaten to get himself flogged by shifu in order to get Lanzhou to be more careful—he may loathe himself, but he fights for the people he loves with all he has!! It is his gentleness and empathy that cause him to be unable to accept such grievances happening to the people he loves.

Bonus quote: (the only time Shen Zechuan was “vindictive” for his own “grievance”)

[tavina-writes]

actually, the more I think about the amorphous blobs of just "disciples" of whatever sect in MDZS/CQL the more I'm just ????? about the sect organization and setup.

"jiang cheng's first disciple" okay yes this makes sense, I assume that's the first disciple he grabbed while he was dealing with shit at the sunshot campaign

"the lan sect's first disciple" the first disciple of WHO of HOW of WHAT

There do not actually appear to be established shifu-disciple lineages in the world of mdzs, like I do not get the vibe that JGS himself had disciples he was personally teaching shit so what does it even MEAN to be attached to a sect??? a disciple of a sect???? who is teaching the juniors????

Like, most large sects have multiple master disciple lineages yknow. like. having a shifu as part of a sect is not just an extra happy bonus perk it's essential to being in a sect and this ???? blobular sect structure in MDZS is driving me insane the longer I think about it.

[robininthelabyrinth]

Soo, funny story, turns out celestial mountains can move? So JC finds BSSR and instead of receiving his brother's core and tragedy ensuing, he gets his core fixed, has an illuminating weekend with his brother's extended family, and maybe comes back with backup.

ao3

Untamed

"All right, you all know your parts," Wei Wuxian said, pacing back and forth in a tight circle. "We've got everything we need for the transfer. We're ready."

"We are exactly as ready as we were the last time you said that," Wen Qing said waspishly. Despite her harsh tone, due was clearly nervous, alternating between fiddling with her tools and fingering the veiled hat Wei Wuxian had given her to hide her true identity - the story Wei Wuxian had spun to throw Jiang Cheng off the scent of what was really going to happen would only work if he sincerely believed that she was the fabled Baoshan Sanren. "He won't know a thing. Stop fretting."

"I'm not fretting -"

"Why isn't he here yet?" Wen Ning wondered. "It's not that long a path up the mountain. Even if he was blindfolded, shouldn't he be here already?"

Wei Wuxian started, then exchanged worried glances with Wen Qing. They hurried to the overlook point of the cliff, but no matter how they looked, they couldn't see a single trace of Jiang Cheng, not even his shadow.

-

"Uuuuuh no you're not," the lady said when Jiang Cheng told her he was Wei Wuxian. "You don't - you don't have the right face for it, okay? Cangse Sanren was a bit more - her face - there was this indefinable sort of - listen, I'm not possessed with an overwhelming desire to smack you right now so you can’t be him."

Despite the seriousness of the situation, Jiang Cheng found himself having to swallow down a snort of agreement - Wei Wuxian really did have that indefinable sort of quality.

"I could take after my father?" he suggested, though he'd mostly given it up as hopeless already.

Sure enough, the lady let out a bark of laughter - it sounded oddly like a bird's call - and said, "No way. Not that much! Anyway, why does it matter who you are?"

At that point, because Jiang Cheng was exhausted and hurting and blindfolded and still managed to see all his barely-resurrected hopes dying in front of him regardless, he burst into tears.

"Oh no," Baoshan Sanren said, sounding distinctly alarmed in a way that - if Jiang Cheng wasn't currently in the middle of humiliating himself - would have made him laugh because of how similar it was to Wei Wuxian being confronted by an emotion. "No, no, no, don't- please - I hate crying - just tell me what the matter is - someone help he's still crying -"

Eventually Jiang Cheng managed to squeeze the whole stupid story out, aided by the kind hands and helpful (or not so helpful) translations being offered by Baoshan Sanren's disciples.

"You can help him, right?" the littlest one asked, tugging on Jiang Cheng's sleeve defensively. He was twelve or thirteen or something - the others called him Xiao-shidi, so that was either his surname or a nickname - but he was a sweetheart that reminded Jiang Cheng of his sister. "Shifu, you'll help him, won't you?"

"I'm talented but no one can make golden cores out of nothing," Baoshan Sanren protested, but the little Xiao started crying, too. "No! No tears! Stop that -"

"But it's just so sad," he wailed, and then one of the other disciples, a girl who had a manner of speaking that suggested Wei Wuxian only tougher by far, gave a loud and thoughtful sniff.

"Don't you dare," Baoshan Sanren hissed. "Don't give me that, you're not even upset! You don't cry over anything, you little beast. You're just trying to bully your shifu!"

"Is it working?" the girl asked, sounding amused. "I could squeeze out some for the cause."

"It's all right, you don't have to," Jiang Cheng said, hating how his voice was still all watery and breaking even though he was finding this pretty funny. "If there's nothing she can do, there's no point, just leave her alone -"

"That's worse," Baoshan Sanren wailed. "No! Not the self-sacrificing routine!”

It wasn’t a routine!

“That’s the problem! I can handle everything but sincerity - ahhh, I hate this. All right, all right, you win, you brats. I'll fix him."

"But you said -" Jiang Cheng started to say.

"I know what I said," she cut him off, grumbling. "And I can't grow one from nothing. But – and I’m going to tell you in advance, this will be unpleasant – I can go get yours from the moment before you lost it and give it back to you."

"What? How does that work? I don't understand..."

"Time doesn't work right on the mountain. It's always the same time, even when it's not; that's why no one can come back after they've left," the girl said, sounding arrogant and carefree in a most familiar way, and Jiang Cheng's grief-fuzzed brain made a connection there that was so appalling that it couldn't possibly be true. "You up for some pain and agony if it gets you your core back, my friend?"

"Y-yeah? I mean, yes. Anything."

"All right," Baoshan Sanren said. Her raspy voice had turned into even more of a croak: it was like listening to a crow try to speak. Also, Jiang Cheng couldn't see, having not removed the useless blindfold, but he had the strangest feeling that she was smaller than before - he'd already assumed she was a wizened old thing, but for a moment she seemed no larger than a especially plump chicken. "Hold on tight, boy - here we go!"

-

"I greatly appreciate all your efforts on behalf of the Sunshot Campaign," Nie Mingjue said, and Wei Wuxian wondered if his greatest strength as the grand commander of the unified forces of the cultivation world wasn’t his saber or his command but his ability to sound completely sincere. "Murdering Wen-dogs by the score, going after critical targets, providing intelligence, even getting Mistress Wen and her brother to defect...but have you considered giving it a rest?"

Wei Wuxian choked.

It wasn't that he was surprised by the request - he'd heard it whispered for a while that he was doing too much, too fast, too viciously. He'd hunted down Wen Chao and Wen Zhuliu and harried them into the Burial Mounds, using the power there to tear them to pieces despite their army - if it hadn't been for Wen Qing helping him, he might have torn himself apart in the process. It wasn't healthy for someone with a golden core to use resentful energy the way he did, she had explained. She at one point told him that she was essentially using a bucket to scoop it out of his meridians like a boat that had taken on water.

Yet he kept using it - hunting squads, battalions of Wen, supporting the other sects from the shadows, months of effort - and never mind the worried expressions on Wen Qing's face, on Wen Ning's face, even Lan Wangji, who had just turned up at their camp one day and refused to leave...no, Wei Wuxian wasn't surprised by the request.

He just hadn't expected it to be phrased like that.

"I can't," he said, recovering a moment later. "As long as there are Wen-dogs out there - from the other side, I mean - the Jiang sect hasn't been avenged."

"I know that," Nie Mingjue said with...admirable restraint, actually. Wei Wuxian cringed a little as he remembered that Nie Mingjue was involved in this war for the purpose of avenging his father's death at Wen Ruohan’s hands. "But that's not your job. It's time to stop playing lone wolf and return to the sect that raised you. If nothing else, Jiang Wanyin could use a right hand man."

Wei Wuxian stared. He'd searched furiously for Jiang Cheng without success, days and nights stretching out endlessly only for hope to fade and be replaced by a frantic need for revenge; it had been that desperation, mixed with guilt over losing her prospective patient, that had convinced Wen Qing to officially defect. And now Nie Mingjue was saying - what? That he, Wei Wuxian, was the one missing in action? 

That he knew where Jiang Cheng was?

"...he's been recruiting to resurrect the Jiang sect for the last month down by Qingjiao. Did you not know?"

Wei Wuxian hadn't. Jiang Cheng was - fine? All right? How could he have gotten to Qingjiao in the state he'd been in?

And...recruiting? How could someone without a golden core recruit? Nie Mingjue didn't seem to know about the loss, or he would have mentioned it, surely - everyone would be talking about it - had Jiang Cheng found some other way? But how? And why hadn't he come to find Wei Wuxian?

Well, in fairness, Wei Wuxian wasn't making himself easy to find, traveling in secret with only his few companions. But still...

"He really does need support," Nie Mingjue said. "He has Mistress Jiang, but she's not the martial type, and that little sworn brother he picked up from who-knows-where might be a brilliant talent and a hero for the ages in the making, but Baoshan Sanren's disciple or not, the kid is still only half-grown -"

"Baoshan Sanren's what?!"

"Jiang Wanyin's little sworn brother. His name is Xiao Xingchen, and he's twelve. Maybe fourteen. Far too young, in my opinion -"

"I'm sorry," Wei Wuxian interrupted. "I have to go now. Right now."

-

"About time you showed up," Jiang Cheng said, though his snide words were belied by the wide grin on his face and the way he pulled Wei Wuxian into a fierce hug. "I heard you've been doing wonders in the three months and a day I was gone, and in the month since I’ve been back...you got those Wen to defect, invented a new type of cultivation...what's this I hear about you and Lan Wangji sharing a camp, huh? I thought he hated you."

"Uh, no, turns out that was a misunderstanding," Wei Wuxian - who was currently sharing a lot more than a camp with Lan Wangji once that misunderstanding had been cleared up after Wen Qing had lost patience with what she termed their 'ridiculous mutual pining' - said blankly. It was probably just his imagination, but he fancied that he could feel the golden core under Jiang Cheng's skin, shining bright, as familiar as his own. If he hadn't known what he knew, he would never have thought... "What happened? How did you...?"

"Baoshan Sanren fixed it! Just like you said...though you went to such lengths, with the blindfold and pretending to be you and all that. Apparently it wasn’t necessary at all!"

"Uh, right. My…mistake."

Jiang Cheng pulled him into another hug, nice and tight, and whispered into his ear, "You had better not have been planning to transfer me yours, you bastard."

Wei Wuxian blanched. How had he figured it out..?

"Yeah, that's what I thought," Jiang Cheng said, releasing him and rolling his eyes. "You're a lot like your mother, you know?"

"My mother? What are you talking about?"

Jiang Cheng's crooked grin was the most wonderful thing Wei Wuxian had ever seen. 

"It's a long story," he said. "Probably as long as yours, for explaining everything you've been up to for the past few months...but we'll have time to talk it over. Baoshan Sanren is big fan of talking things over, almost to the point of ridiculousness, but I think she has a point, even if none of her disciples agree. It's made me feel better these past few months, anyway, talking about what happened, whether with the Wen sect or even just frustrations I had growing up..."

He laughed at Wei Wuxian's dumbfounded expression.

"Like I said," he said. "Long story. Come meet little Xiao, will you? We're going to need to work together and put in all our efforts to keep him out of trouble -"

"He's a brat, then?"

"No, worse: he's an idealist. You'll understand when you meet him."

Wei Wuxian let himself be dragged along by Jiang Cheng's eagerness, and he was about halfway across the new Jiang sect camp before it suddenly struck him that this was really happening. That Jiang Cheng was back, alive and healthy beyond Wei Wuxian's wildest dreams, whole once more in both mind and body - that they were side by side once more, finally back on track to fulfill his childish promise of them being the Twin Heroes to match the Twin Jades - that his lies had somehow transmuted to truth, and it was all resolved without sacrifice...

The first smile in what felt like months stole across Wei Wuxian's face. 

"All right," he said, laughing and slapping Jiang Cheng on the back as hard as he could. "Show me this new little brother of yours - I can't wait to spoil him rotten!"

"Tease him to death, you mean!"

"No, no, I can be good! Wen Qing has this little cousin, an orphan, I've been helping out with him - I have child-rearing skills -"

"I don't believe a word of it. Is it Mistress Wen or Second Master Lan that does all the work?"

"...Wen Ning, mostly, but that's not the point..."

Life, Wei Wuxian thought to himself, was good once more.

[sweatsnervously47]

Xie Lian is really like, "How can I be gay? My Shifu never told me about men and both my friends are straight!"

Mu Qing and Nan Feng (who just got back after fighting *ahem* horizontally for the last 3 hours): ...

Mei Nianqing: ............

Hua Cheng (Out here looking like a snack, but with the self esteem of a street urchin): Truly it's a heavenly miracle. O.O