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Never forget that even the showrunners simped for Jiang Cheng so hard, they lewded one of his most tragic moments 😔✊️
#canon jiang cheng#mxtx mdzs#mo dao zu shi#jiang cheng#jiang wanyin#mdzs audio drama#the artist definitely had to take a breather after they drew this#cos dayuuuuum#why did they draw him so..?? 👀👀#iconic of them tho ✨️#truly a jc fan moment
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I MET MICHAEL SHEEN.
16/03/24, National Theatre
So, if you've read my post about booking tickets to see Michael, you know all about my what-ifs. But the day was finally here.
I arrived at the National Theatre, followed all the Nye signs and here's the Olivier Theatre. I made my sister buy me the show's programme, hoping I would be able to get it signed.
I find my seat, I'm not in the centre but the stage still feels very close and you can see everything (amphitheatres are always the best).
Lights out. The audience is in religious silence.
Can't believe I'm actually here, this is happening.
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In the words of Staged, he really loses himself in his roles.
First of all, it's great to hear him speak in a Welsh accent.
But then we also see him turning back into a child, and you can totally believe he's young and innocent again. His stutter feels so real, his struggle and sadness too. The entire ensamble is great during the classroom scene, where they all help Nye against their bullying teacher (using those big canes to make him look scary really works). Hearing young Nye confessing that at times he thinks he 'shouldn't exist' because of who he is was a gut punch; Michael's delivery of that whole part is incredible, in that moment he really becomes a little boy that allows himself to feel vulnerable and says something dark to a friend. The way he jumps while saying "I can visualise and enunciate!" made me wanna jump too, he was ready to give up and then he found the solution through books, it's the joy and relief you feel when you realise that there is another way and your life is not over.
Now, I've watched musicals all my life and let me tell you that man is meant to be in one. He opened his mouth and all I could see was someone that had been waiting a long time for the occasion to show his talent, truly showstopping. He was so free and happy and confident, singing and dancing spectacularly. I couldn't stop smiling and giggling, we all clapped.
It's clear he means every word he says, and when he points and shouts his political arguments at the audience, those who feel called out must be shaking; I thought 'This is how people in Ancient Greece must have felt everytime they went to the theatre'. His Nye is inspiring, passionate, someone you'd want to follow, he stands up for what he believes in and lets nothing get in his way.
We get to watch him flirt, on all fours, waggling his 'tail'; everytime we think we've seen all he's capable of, he does something like this and surprises us.
But most of all, we see him being scared, first of having to do something, and then of not being able to do enough for all of us. At one point everyone has requests for Nye and I was expecting him to shout "Heal yourselves!" like Jesus in JCS, it totally conveyed what it must have been like to be in his role at the time, overwhelmed with daunting responsibilities.
In general, I appreciated the fact that it wasn't a linear biography, they chose life moments that have universal situations everyone can relate too, like they do in bio-musicals. I loved the staging. The colour palette is so recognisable; the curtains and the beds are used in many different ways so everything is explored at its full potential.
He is on stage basically all the time for more than two hours (sometimes twice a day, can you imagine?). Also barefoot and in his pajamas from start to finish, he looks like a teddy bear you just want to hug and protect.
He bows, looks at Nye's achievements, then leaves the stage.
Standing ovation, applause.
I go back to the theatre lobby, I was supposed to wait for my sister, but she's late. Meanwhile, a fan asks me how to get to the Stage Door. I start too fear that I'm going to miss my chance if I keep waiting inside, so I decide to go on my own. After no more than 5 minutes, he's outside with us. Forget Nye, I am living my fever dream.
He has just finished his second show of the day and yet he's smiling and listening to each and every one, signing and taking pictures. I know many have said this, but he really is an angel.
My sister arrives, and as soon as I'm sure she has the camera ready, I make my way to him. The two girls next to me who were speaking to him needed a pen and I lent them my sharpie, so I got my chance to look generous in front of him.
And suddently it was my turn.
This is as much as my scrambled mind allows me to remember: I tell him I'm Francesca and I'm from Italy, he asks me how long I am going to stay, I confess that I had arrived that morning and just to see him, that I would be leaving already the following morning. I can't even focus while he's signing my programme, I just want to find the right words. I manage to say how I enjoyed seeing his passion, all these different sides of him and how watching him sing and dance has been the highlight of my evening. We take a picture together, I feel his hand on my shoulder and I realise my arm is around the waist of this person I love. I had to thank him again, telling him that he only deserves good things and that we are so lucky to have him. He wishes me a safe trip home, and I melt.
I leave and I can't stop trembling. On my way back to the hotel I hold on tight to my signed programme and the sharpie that was in his hands just moments earlier. Only later I will realise that he's also written 'Ciao!', 'love' and 'X', without me asking for it or anything!
Seeing him act live was a big gift already, but what followed outside was beyond my dreams. I can't look at the photos without blushing, the way he looks at me in the video and then also strokes my arm for a moment, I mean pinch me now.
The more I think about it, the more I can't believe it happened.
I want to thank everyone that under my first post pushed me and encouraged me to see the pros of doing this, I share this beautiful moment of my life with all of you. <3
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CQL and Genre Intertextuality
I'm being bashed over the head with the "nhs's fan in CQL is made of xuantie/dark iron" thing again and @poorlittleyaoyao please understand that I am thinking of this constantly since you made that post talking about it because I'm just.
holding my head in my hands bc ye gods the cql show writers were genre savvy in ways that are hilarious but also make me feel like I've been hit upside the head with a waffle iron.
For those of us who are no longer damaged by the post or hadn't seen it (I don't actually know where it's gone bc the search feature doesn't work on this webbed site):
Xuantie/Dark Iron is a Jin Yong created metal that famously was used for the blade of the Dragon Slaying Sabre in the third novel of the Condor Trilogy, 倚天屠龍記/The Heavenly Sword and Dragon Saber.
The Heaven Reliant Sword 倚天劍 was created from Yang Guo and Xiao Longnv's Gentleman and Lady swords, whilst the Dragon Slaying Saber 屠龍刀 was created from Grandmaster Dugu Seeking-a-Loss's Dark Iron Sword.
Can we please all take a moment to appreciate how NHS's fan not his saber, NHS, from The Family With The Sabers, gets to shout about how his fan is made of xuantie. The most famous for being the metal that made up The Dragon Slaying Saber. His fan. Not his saber. his fan. dark iron. Dragon Slaying Saber. This is so funny I'm about to mcfucking lose it yet again while typing this.
Going back to Grandmaster Dugu Seeking-A-Loss (who appears in both Return of the Condor Heroes and Xiao Ao Jianghu) and his giant pet condor (sadly, only a ROCH feature) who might've been his one true soulmate for a second, this situation from episode 7, when the Yunmeng Siblings are leaving the Cloud Recesses:
Now, the subtitles here really DO NOT do this line justice because when I first saw it it took me FLAT THE FUCK OUT and I had to lie on the floor laughing for like, 80 seconds before I got my breath back.
Okay, what this line ACTUALLY says is "I am Dugu Qiubai (Grandmaster Dugu Seeking-A-Loss), what's wrong with seeking a match?"
Now, to understand this, we come to this backstory on Dugu Qiubai in XAJH:
“Senior master Dugu Seeking-A-Loss, who created this set of sword techniques, had a name ‘Seeking-A-Loss.’ He had been seeking a loss all his life and still couldn’t get one. Once the sword techniques were executed, he would become unmatched anywhere in the world. Why would he have to defend? If anyone could have forced him to draw his sword back and defend himself, the respectful master would have burst with joy and be delighted beyond measure.” Feng Qingyang said.
“Dugu Seeking-A-Loss, Dugu Seeking-A-Loss,” Linghu Chong muttered as he imagined how the senior master had wandered about the Martial World, unmatched anywhere, with only his sword, and couldn’t even find a single one who was capable of forcing him into a defending stance. That was truly admirable.
from Chapter Ten of XAJH: Sword Training.
"If anyone could force him to draw his sword back to defend himself, the grandmaster would have burst with joy and be delighted beyond measure" DO YOU SEE WHY JC STARTED CALLING WWX SHAMELESS NOW. they're JUNIORS. WWX is calling himself "the greatest man of all, who'd sought the feeling of losing just ONCE being forced to defend himself just ONCE in a LIFETIME" and saying "LWJ might be my equal. my soulmate. the loss I was seeking my whole life."
All 15 years of it I'm sure, WWX.
I'm not going to get into finding martial arts manuals or a respected grandmaster who taught you incredible things in a cave bc 1) LHC and Feng Qingyang up there are sitting together, in a cave and LHC is being taught incredible things and 2) Duan Yu from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils once found the magic finger lasers of ultra laser in a cave. In front of the statue of a goddess. (don't talk about the dancing goddess statue now, Tav. We don't have time for that in this post.)
Not kidding the intertextuality of CQL and how much it plays with and against the tropes of its genre, especially other wuxia tv adaptations as well as wuxia novels is insane. There's other ones I'm missing for certain and these were just the most funny to me, personally, but! just! oh my god! insane! insane! SO funny, so clever in so many ways
#meta#my meta#wei wuxian#nie huaisang#nie huaisang my beloved#I don't even know how to begin to explain how much this show and its show writers really KNOW its genre#there are certain shots where I'm like#'oh god that's an exact mirroring of the composition of this other shot in a show made like 20 years earlier!!!'#no cql doesn't know what a pacing is and there's four episodes of guanyin temple#but my god do these people who made this show really love wuxia and it really really shows#and that's lovely I'm so happy about it
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Sometimes, I truly think Jiang Yanli was a good sister to Wei Wuxian, but not Jiang Cheng, and it pisses me off because I feel like I'm being the kind of petty person anti-JC people say we Jiang Cheng fans are–
But I can't help but think of numerous occasions where Jiang Yanli was there for Wei Wuxian, yet none come to mind for Jiang Cheng. I can think of many times she broke up their fighting, but none where she sided with Jiang Cheng.
And that moment in the donghua, where Jiang Cheng hugs her and she seems almost surprised?
When will the people Jiang Cheng loves see him as more than his mother's son?
#the untamed#mdzs#mo dao zu shi#jiang cheng#jiang yanli#wei wuxian#cql#i feel immature even as i say this#but jc was the youngest#he needed their support#and yet he was the one always chasing after them#unfair af#jiang cheng deserved better and yes i'll die on that hill
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Okay, so I just finished the new Murder Drones episode. I feel like I understand even less now. Someone please tell me I'm not alone in this feeling.
A long post, spoilers and my barely coherent thoughts about moments that stood out to me under the cut.
What exactly is JC Jensen in Spaaaace trying to accomplish with these experiments? Nori and the other Workers must have been suffering so much at their hands. One thing I found touching in an otherwise horrifying flashback was Yeva caring for Nori, even through the nightmare they were living.
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It was sad to see Uzi being scared of N again.
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Newfound respect for Doll, standing up to her own nightmare.
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Tessa has been setting off my alarm bells since she first landed, but I wasn't expecting what she did to Doll or...whatever this is. Then again, this really isn't Tessa at all, is it?
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I'm still thinking the Solver consumes planets and life, like Galactus from Marvel comic books. The flashback inflicted on N shows a world trying to fight back.
This next shot comes after the scene of V and J on the ground. Are these new Disassembly Drones we haven't met yet?
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Nori meeting N...one of the first things she says is, "Hey, you look familiar." So the theory that N killed her before can't be dismissed yet. Even in this weird setting, it's adorable that, down to her literal core, Nori still loves Khan.
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The fight with Solver Uzi moved too quickly for me to get a good screenshot (the animation in this episode was so good) but the way N broke it up, omg
(Little hearts and everything 💛💜)
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This is the part that genuinely made me laugh in this confusing maze of horror.
And this is the part that made me want to cry, especially when he strokes her hair.
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Uzi and N dangling over basically a hellmouth, and her loving him enough to sacrifice herself.
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I feel like she must at least suspect something is on the other side, or this is the calmest fall-to-doom I have ever seen.
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Here I think she's looking into the eye of the Solver itself, like the Eye of Sauron. Is she truly in outer space or is this a hallucination? I guess only the next episode will tell.
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Shifting focus a little, I was really happy to see these guys again, especially Khan. I've been hoping that he'd take a more active role and fight for his daughter.
He actually built Uzi's rail gun😭
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J remembers the rail gun. I love that shot of Lizzy and Thad. I hope the fan theories about them being siblings are true, they'd make a great brother and sister team.
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In conclusion, this episode was a rollercoaster.
Still not entirely sure of what I just saw or how I feel about it, only that it can be summed up by this image
This one, too, actually
Thank you for reading this far.
#murder drones spoilers#murder drones episode 7 spoilers#murder drones ep 7 spoilers#murder drones mass destruction spoilers#murder drones#murder drones episode 7#uzi doorman#serial designation n
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Re: https://www.tumblr.com/olderthannetfic/738859016693874688/why-do-some-popular-things-have-such-small & the person who replied to it in Another ask about Slay The Princess --
This answer was a facinating read as someone currently in the James Cameron's Avatar fan space -- i was only 8/9 when the first movie came out, and wasnt very into fandom Yet, but around the early 2010's when i Did get into it and went looking, there was almost Nothing to be found (and the few that Did exist were either short character studies written by some of the smartest people on the planet or troll fics), less than a 1,000 Total in the media tag on ao3 iirc?? And i remember feeling Fine with that, for the exact readon you both mentioned -- the first Avatar is a very well rounded film, no matter what everyone cares to say about it. It was Written to be a stand alone film, and bc JC is good at what he does, that Worked, and there truly wasnt much to write fic about besides Extreme au shenanigans or a few theoretic between-scenes, you know the type.
Then the second movie came out Last year and then the Game came out THIS and the fandom has just. Exploded. It's almost funny because so many of the younger fans, who were in it for x readering with the Sully kids, keep complaining about how "the fandom is dying 😭😭" in the tags the past few months and i just have to stare at it like pal just because we're not still shooting metaphorical fireworks about how much we loved the sequel and game doesnt mean we've all Moved On 😩 Im still Diligently mpregging the resurrected villain in my new longform crack fic thats probably going to be finished around the time the 5th movie comes out. Wee child you must Power through with us. Increase Your Fandom Stamina 💪😎🏃♂️!!!
But yeah it's just been Extremely interesting seeing how drastically things have changed, going from that completed, hard-to-write Wholeness from how compact the first film was vs the Flood of worldbuilding and lore and new characters we've been given (and have yet to Get, there may be some evil f/f fics beyond the horizon...) and how much the Sequel has contributed in the process of making Avatar easier to enjoy Casually, rather than as a "stereotypical", "extreme" strawman'd Avatar fan of yor (our elders who i respect most vehemently, for their help in understanding and writing the Na'vi conlang in all our fics 💪❤).
Even though the canon movies have a lot of problems, ive been luckiy enough to see the Fandom do what its always done best -- ive met wonderful people and Incredible artists while the life experience + background knowledge who can flesh out the areas of the concept that JamCam has yet to delve into, for whatever reasons he claims to have, and ive And others have felt moved enough by it all to start writing our Own incredibly self indulgent and sincere stories, within the same framework! Bc good lord it really is a sandbox. The moment you start diving into all the Implications of Avatar's universe, how the RDA is run, how Eywa works, etc etc etc.... jesus. ive lost so many hours of sleep reading real academic papers on Actual xenobiology (yes its a real thing, it both is And isnt what you think it is) for these movies, its nuts.
So some days like Now i just have to sit here like. Wow. We built this house And made it a home. and its Awesome. these asks made me want to gush about it 🥰 thats all! tysm!! Love this blog SO much, keep up the great work n have an awesome day everyone!!!
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Hi
This is more of fanon question but what do you think of stright boy wwx, who everyone knows he’s gay but him, doesn’t know his feelings even though he’s having sex with lwj.
And lwj still does shave sex with him even though he does think wwx is stright and won’t have feelings for him.
Hi Anon,
Wow, is this really a thing!? 🤔
I think they're reading a different book 🤣
Well my honest opinion would be that whoever thinks this really does not have much of an understanding of the characters in MDZS, or the plot for that matter. Whether this is something that some truly see in the novel or something they put in fanfic, it's just bizarre.
Firstly, only a few people made assumptions with regards to WWX's feelings towards LWJ. Really it was only the juniors who noticed something between them. JC was in denial the whole time (across both WWXs lives) until he couldn't deny it any longer - and even then he tried! Personally I think WQ noticed WWX acted differently around LWJ and at some point WN picked up on something between them as well. But bar that, most people wrongly thought the pair hated each other! So that's just wrong right from the start!
WWX is extremely emotionally intelligent, he understands people very well and that includes himself as well. Yes, he lies to himself and pushes his true feelings down at times - but this is a coping mechanism. He feels so deeply, his only way to cope about certain emotions that might bring him pain, is to play them down or convince himself they are different to what they are.
WWX is just trying to protect his heart. He lies to himself about his feelings for LWJ because to him, the latter wasn't interested. Yet WWX was still drawn towards him every time they met, because LWJ is the only one he's ever truly wanted. By the time WWX and LWJ have sex, WWX is more than sure of his feelings for LWJ! In fact just before all of this, WWX is so sure of his feelings he's absolutely terrified LWJ might not feel the same way.
So I think any idea of a fanon or fanfic WWX that is as emotionally dense as 'straight boy' WWX is, is just so far from the actual character, I don't see the point in them reading the novel, being a fan or writing fic using WWXs name if this is their take on him, as it's clearly not the character MXTX created.
As for LWJ having sex with this warped version of WWX, he simply wouldn't. As much as LWJ loves WWX, he would not have meaningless sex with him just because the latter 'doesn't mind'. Just looking at the end of chapter 95 and chapter 96, where WWX thinks LWJ has only just sobered up and is upset that they had sex. This scene should be enough to show anyone that this is not in LWJs character. WWX desperately tries to salvage their relationship because he loves LWJ so much he wants to be with him anyway he can. So he makes it out it was just something friends do! LWJ is so distraught at the possibility WWX didn't have romantic feelings for him, yet shared an extremely intimate moment with him anyway. How can anyone think he would just have sex with WWX if he thought WWX wasn't interested in him. It just wouldn't happen.
So again, I think that this fanon idea or whatever it is, is just so far from the truth it's just strange! Anyone who wants this to be canon should just go find another novel to read quite frankly!
It can take time to understand your sexuality and shaming a character who actually realised it pretty fast considering the circumstances, is just shallow and ironically makes them the "oblivious" ones they so often like to accuse WWX of being. It's obvious WWX would have realised his sexuality a lot sooner if LWJ had given him a little hint back when they were teens. Which isn't LWJ's fault of course, because people seem to forget he was coming to terms with his own feelings at the time as well! But if he'd given WWX a sign, he'd have been spurred on and pursued LWJ until they were a couple.
In WWX's own words:
"...If he doesn’t want me, I’ll bother him to the point that he does.”
Chapter 125 - Lotus Seed Pod extra, ExR
Although he wasn't fully prepared to accept what context the above proclamation was in, he still meant it! 🥰
I'm guessing you feel the same way about this obnoxious interpretation as well Anon, since you used the term fanon 😉 so that's a relief! Have a lovely day and enjoy the canon version of WWX and LWJ in all their true glory ❤️
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Yo! Fun fact - or maybe not so fun but it gives me a chuckle so hopefully it will for you too. My first ever introduction to the RWBY fandom despite loving the show for years was one of JC's videos where there's a full section on the horrible fanbase and it namedrops you specifically as 'one of the truly toxic voices of the fandom'. So I spent this whole chunk of time on Tumblr being unnecessarily wary of your account - until JC went out of her way the last few weeks to paint her own clown mask on and now I just find it really funny.
Oh, funny thing about that: Critter has repeatedly encouraged her followers to harass me, directing them straight to my blog here and to my Twitter account (when I still had one). She did this for me criticizing her videos, for criticizing Fixing RWBY, even for criticizing Madoka Magica! In fact, at one point, she ended up getting a bunch of her tweets deleted for this very reason...to which she responded by trying to get her followers to harass me.
She's very typical of many RWBY "critics", where they believe they're allowed to say anything they want about the show, its creators, even its fans...but the moment anyone criticizes them or their fellow "critics", they flip out, act like they're being victimized, and vilify the entire FNDM in response. No one is allowed to be critical of them or their work whatsoever.
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sending this comment for the In Chinatown fic here because my internet won’t let me post it on the fic itself
“Ive read this fic like twenty times every year since it was originally posted. Something about the way Alex and Sasha know each other so well, the Caps ensemble, the heartache and longing and eventually happy ending has captured my brain. Truly one of the all time caps fics for me.
(Shout out to my two favorite moments beyond in this: JC and Alzy’s prank war, Sasha first time shifting on purpose with Alex.)”
I kept this in my inbox for some extra days because rereading it makes me so happy. Thank you, kind anon.
I too miss the incredible weirdness that Sasha Semin brought to everything during his tenure with the Caps; honestly if you told me he really WAS a werewolf I would not blink an eye. I hope he's living his best life in retirement. And no matter what, I'll always be a big fan of Carlzner. (Unless, like they go on a public killing spree or something. That would harsh the buzz a bit.)
...that reminds me how I have a goddamn 120 page Ovi/Sasha fic that I keep thinking "man, just scrap it for parts, no one's ever going to care about this, the main plot point revolves around the goddamn Guardian Project which has essentially been wiped from the internet" and then I get something nice like this and I add another couple pages.
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ep13: oh, the misogyny
wwx is finding a way to DISCREETLY get the formation to rest for lwj, who is walking on a broken leg, and still jc is like 'what the fuck did you do now' like damn jc he can't do anything right. makes that post about jc hero-worshipping wwx and copying what he does and idolizing him even funnier
wwx and jc gossiping about wlj is so mean. of course she can't carry a sword, she never learned how! she was a maid. they're clearly judging her for sleeping her way into a position of power, but I see you wen chao I know it's more on you than on her
wwx falling down/out of/off things. first of many!
this is a really pretty shot ngl the water is lovely
wlj being positioned as the jealous, spiteful mistress using her power to harm a Good Woman is so shitty. they both were treated (in this arc) as one-dimensional tools to support the arcs of the men around the. wlj I know the writing did you dirty but you will always be a legend to ME for miss 'ghosts don't exist'
interesting moment - it's actually lwj who steps in to defend mm with jzx. wwx looks like he wants to, but jc shakes his head and wwx ultimately stays put. it's cool to see lwj and wwx trade off scenes that establish them as willing to defy authority and risk attack for the sake of protecting the vulnerable. it makes their ideals and goals feel truly mutual and balanced rather than wwx coming in and inspiring lwj to have a moral code (as is sometimes interpreted by fans)
this fight scene is genuinely REALLY fun and well-crafted. jzx and lwj have some sick moves, as do jc and wwx
WEI WUXIAN ICONIC MOMENTS. god I love it when he points out the hypocrisy of the great sects and the cultivation world. why is this scene never talked about! it's literally one of the best from him in this arc
again a TRAGEDY that this significant moment between them chalks up to an angsty subplot for wwx and lwj later on. it's a fucking good aspect of their relationship and it does compel me like lwj drunk-branding himself is INSANE and I'll never get over it but the misogyny 😭
wwx shot three arrows at once and took out wlj and mm's two guards without hitting mm herself LEGEND
she is literally the only wen with an understanding of how politics work
FAMOUS LAST WORDS. my dude you just locked the teenager who's going to torture you to death in a cave with the weapon he's going to use to do it
this is literally such a fucking funny joke. slept on. also wwx does take serious situations seriously but he also sometimes does this. I don't even blame jc for being like 'are you serious right now'
YOU ARE BOTH SO USELESS. SCREAM
of COURSE mm is the one to slip and cut her hand and release blood to awaken the monster. of course it had to be her
I'd say that she deserved better but honestly after this her arc really rules and she's one of the few characters to get a happy ending so I can't be too mad
this scene is wild. lwj jumps in and THROWS wwx behind him like 20 ft
jc yelling at wwx to be careful and promising to come back. aw man
also WHY ARE THEY ALL LEAVING. wouldn't it be much easier to kill the false xuanwu if they stay and work together? I don't think wwx even expected lwj to stay with him. he was really ready to stay there and fight it off alone and maybe die in the process. he's unwell!
okay this has always bothered me. WHERE DOES HE FIND THE STICKS THEY ARE UNDERGROUND
that underrobe is so beautiful purely on an aesthetic level ugh he has such good taste. also I like that you can see his bare skin under it like HOW hot was that branding iron jfc
EVIDENCE!!!! EVIDENCE for my 'wwx is intimidated by lwj's earnestness and his fears around commitment/the strength of his own feelings cause him to avoid his feelings because getting too attached/too serious is scary for him even tho deep down he craves it'
wwx casually asserting getting scars/being injured as a...sexy and impressive sort of triumph of masculinity (?) as a young teenager vs. his devastated expression seeing lwj's scars as an adult. he has so much to learn
this translation is so weird. just say inedia?
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My ask is about the golden core transfer and what it would mean for jc. So, if it triggers you, don't read it! I feel the need to alert about this! Be safe!
I don't know you, ( and yes! wwx was just a traumatized teenager!), but the golden core transfer gives me so much negative emotions. Fandom focuses on wwx's pain (and it's interesting! ) but jc's situation is dismissed with "you have to be grateful about it. What a disprectful brat he is" and I am like, dude, you okay? (maybe their opinions are influenced by what wn says, without understanding that what he says isn't the truth, but only what he knows would hurt jc, because he *wants to make jc suffer*). I tried to think about what *I* would feel and I triggered myself, lol. I would get insane if I knew that someone put my brother's golden core in me (transferring organs is okay, but in this? I don't know that it's from my brother! Also when people say that jc agrees to the surgeon, I don't know if they understand the concept of "informed consent") . It's disturbing. I can't even imagine how jc feels about it! How can you live in a body which is modified in this way? Do you feel shame? (this is something a lot of victims feel). And I am not even talking about what this would do with jc insecurities! No one ever appreciated his efforts! Maybe in the moment doesn't , but wn's "you would never compere to him!" would destroy jc! And that's terrible and unfair. And more unfair it's how fandom treats this argument! My loved ones manipulated me for my sake : this doesn't make anything better! I can't imagine jc's feeling. This ask is messy, but my emotions are messy about this. The only thing that I know is that disturbed me the way fandom treats all of this. I don't want to be too harsh but I would see wwx and wq as monsters more then heros for this. And I am not even thinking about how can you trust again someone who did this to you! People can't forgive cheating in a relationship, lol. Oh, and the "jc and wwx's relationship is destroyed by jc's jealousy" : I am like: you okay, dude?? But maybe I am the weird one. Sorry if I seem rude! But this argument just triggers me
Thank you for the warning. 🥰
(Under a cut for both length and content. Reminder that I'm a CQL-only fan.)
Fandom focuses on wwx's pain (and it's interesting! ) but jc's situation is dismissed with "you have to be grateful about it. What a disprectful brat he is" and I am like, dude, you okay?
From what you're saying, I think I'm hearing that while the whole golden core scenario itself is upsetting for you, what's worse is really more about how fandom tends to talk about it. If I'm interpreting that correctly, then...yeah, honestly, I agree. 😕 And it sucks, because I think the characters of MDZS/CQL are supposed to be messy, and there are some truly delicious, nuanced discussions about justice and love and sacrifice to be had! Unfortunately, I've had to be more liberal than usual with the block button to avoid losing my love of the show due to the impact of fandom discourse.
Honestly, I feel like the whole fandom response thing often comes down to a few overlapping things:
a person is inclined to defend whichever character they like more and/or reject the character who reminds them of people who have hurt them in some way, which is totally normal! But doesn't lend itself well to textual analysis so much as an analysis on this how a piece of media affects me personally, which is an entirely different thing;
whether some element of the golden core transfer reflects a personal trauma (e.g. bodily autonomy) closely enough to shape their perspective on this whole episode in a way that's different from someone who lacks a similar experience;
a person's comfort level in allowing a character's actions -- especially a favorite character's actions -- to be complicated, messy, and maybe even morally questionable;
whether or not someone has access to evidence-based, accurate information about larger social issues like abuse, consent, etc.
I tried to think about what *I* would feel and I triggered myself, lol. I would get insane if I knew that someone put my brother's golden core in me (transferring organs is okay, but in this? I don't know that it's from my brother! Also when people say that jc agrees to the surgeon, I don't know if they understand the concept of "informed consent") . It's disturbing. I can't even imagine how jc feels about it! How can you live in a body which is modified in this way? Do you feel shame? (this is something a lot of victims feel).
Tbh, I also have some pretty strong feelings of my own. I talked about some of that here, from the perspective of a religious person whose faith has some distant parallels to Taoism. And as a survivor who hasn't always had a say in what happens to my body, I struggle with some of exactly what you describe when I think about the golden core thing and especially fandom's common responses too deeply. (It's why I'm writing a JC-centric fic like Crashing Like Stars in the first place, honestly, lmao.)
I think what I struggle with most is the pageantry that's shown in CQL: how WWX and WQ have a whole theater around it that somehow feels almost as bad to me as the act of transfer itself, maybe because it shows how much premeditation went into what is, by definition, gaslighting. I always have to skip this scene on rewatches, tbh. The non-consensual core exchange is bad enough; the playacting feels like a humiliation to me.
And I am not even talking about what this would do with jc insecurities! No one ever appreciated his efforts!
True, but to be fair...why should they? As far as most other characters are concerned, JC is unfriendly, probably not very fun or pleasant company to sit down to tea with, very obviously cares more about his own sect than anyone else's**, and has had the reputation of a disfavored son for years. The only reason to make nice with this guy is purely for politics, but everyone else has enough of their own stuff happening that there's no incentive to try giving JC the benefit of the doubt -- which he wouldn't even accept anyway, since he'd probably interpret it as condescension or pity.
**Which is true for everyone, of course, but he doesn't have the charm or charisma to at least fake concern for people or 'play the game' like JGY.
If you mean that fandom doesn't appreciate his efforts...I'm not really sure what to say to that mostly because I'm still puzzling over HOW DARN POLARIZING this fictional character is. 😂 Even his haters can't be chill about him and it's rather fascinating to watch, like a trainwreck.
And more unfair it's how fandom treats this argument! My loved ones manipulated me for my sake : this doesn't make anything better! I can't imagine jc's feeling.
I think a lot of people confuse things like context and motivation for justification, and even more so when it's a family member and emotionally charged beliefs about family relationships get pulled into the mix.
This ask is messy, but my emotions are messy about this. The only thing that I know is that disturbed me the way fandom treats all of this.
Unfortunately, when not treated carefully, discussions about fictional characters can cross into more real-world consequences. I've certainly blocked people less because of a disagreement in interpretation and more because their line of argument betrayed much deeper biases that made me feel actively unsafe, and I don't always have the resources or bandwidth to try educating folks who aren't here in good faith.
I don't want to be too harsh but I would see wwx and wq as monsters more then heros for this.
I think it's a false dichotomy, honestly. I don't think WWX and WQ are heroes or monsters: I think they're young people put in horrific circumstances with limited resources and support, forced to make decisions with no good possible outcomes. Again, not meant to justify anything, but I think recognizing that the things we label monstrosity is, itself, a very human thing to do is the best way to begin recognizing why it happens so that effective interventions, preventions, and methods for taking responsibility for one's actions to encourage real healing can be put into place.
And I am not even thinking about how can you trust again someone who did this to you! People can't forgive cheating in a relationship, lol.
Oh man, forgiveness is complicated. Some people DO forgive cheating and even worse, for a whole host of different reasons and motivations! (Me, I hold grudges for years.) But forgiveness can also be customized to a situation: maybe forgiveness is earned, not freely offered; maybe it means letting go of one's resentment towards another but not letting that person back into one's life; maybe the refusal to forgive is itself an act of self-empowerment because forgiveness was always coerced and guilt-tripped prior to that. But again, we come back to folks in fandom not always having a solid grounding to have productive, informed conversations about this sort of thing, which can lead to some REALLY unhelpful hot takes going around.
Oh, and the "jc and wwx's relationship is destroyed by jc's jealousy" : I am like: you okay, dude?? But maybe I am the weird one. Sorry if I seem rude! But this argument just triggers me
I don't think you're weird at all. 😊 JC and WWX's relationship is thorny and messy and multi-layered, compounded by unaddressed trauma and mutually conflicting coping strategies and perspectives, exacerbated by the people around them playing political games with their relationship because of their respective positions of power. I think JC's jealousy is a factor, but it comes from being constantly compared and found wanting since childhood, and we have multiple scenes in CQL where WWX does something Cool (TM) and JC will do that half-exasperated smile or roll his eyes with a laugh or something that clearly isn't mean-spirited. The evolution of their relationship is made by a progression of smaller decisions on both of their parts in the context of family dysfunction, loss, war, and political powerplays, and I think flattening it down to "JC is just a jealous bitch" or, conversely, "WWX is just an arrogant asshole" does a disservice to WHY these goddamn characters have taken so many fans emotionally hostage, lmao.
LONG STORY SHORT I agree or am sympathetic with a lot of what you say, anon, with maybe some different perspective on other pieces, but I found that MXTX fandoms became a lot more lovely when I began using blocking features liberally (and, frankly, avoiding Twitter altogether).
#rt asks#anon#this got long i'm so sorry#'my thoughts on yaoi' by which i mean the golden core and fandom lol
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i don't remember the last time i wrote here
and it was earlier last week haha. it's funny. anxiousness does the funny thing where the world flips upside down in a matter of moments. the last time i wrote, i tried to write myself into a content, relaxed mood. the last few days have been pretty turbulent. i felt very tired and frustrated especially because i was stressing during break.
the nice thing about time is that things come and go. so maybe it was really bad but it passed. and maybe it was wasted time but that time was going to pass anyway.
during breaks i just don't know what to do with myself. i'm started to understand my mom better. she would always yell at us during holidays, when she had no more work left to distract herself. i can relate with that. i'm not yelling at anyone though just to be clear. there's just the sense of being lost, not knowing what to do with your time. forcing your mind to enjoy the relaxation, but failing to force the relaxation. and then just this unimaginable rage builds up. but i get it, my mom didn't have many healthy outlets. i'm lucky to have healthy outlets so even if i'm frustrated, at least i'm not taking it out on anyone directly.
i was hosting jc from wednesday to saturday. that was super tiring. it was fun! i learned that i am not a fan of live comedy. i also learned that movies are getting faster and faster paced (see: puss in boots). i also re-learned to NEVER TRUST THE BLUE LINE!!!
i'm trying to accept that there will always be ups and downs in life. in relationships. part of me thinks that i will always be able to feel happy no matter what because i should live my life and plan and control such that i can be happy. but logically i know this is a bust. my heart still believes that i should be happy because i don't deserve to be truly sad and any sadness comes from lack of foresight and that my friends is side effects of model minority.
but on the idea of ups and downs in relationships, i can fully believe it. my therapist and i had an incredibly nice conversation today. she convinced me to change the way i view conflict! i don't think i've had such a productive therapy session in awhile. i told her about me and ny's weekend. she told me that conflicts/disagreements happen in healthy relationships. apparently, all couples go through the thing where one person repeatedly asks the other person to change something. it's just like slowly breaking out of the habit, and as long as the other person is putting in effort to change, then it's fine.
therapist asked me questions and we talked about how
growing up, my parents would expect me to completely change after telling me something once. any criticism they repeated, they would throw a tantrum.
it made me think that all conflict of any kind of dreadful and a sign of failure, a precursor to a huge falling out. so the idea that it's normal to encounter bumps and repeat the same feedback is compleeeetely new to me. in my mind, conflict/disagreement is so bad and must be avoided at all costs!
this took a huge weight off of my shoulders. if conflict is normal, then i don't feel as bad when i bring up things. if conflict is normal, then i don't get frustrated at myself for being "sensitive" or emotional/sad. if conflict is normal, then i won't take it personally when ny screws up. i won't internalize his mistakes as a sign of intentional lack of care for me.
the only past reference i have is my relationship with ia. the problem with ia is that he would always say that he would change, but towards the end it was all talk, no action. the relationship was going to end anyway, but i think that previous relationship made me really averse to the idea of repeating the same constructive criticism a few times and that being normal.
the difference in my relationship with ny is that i can see a bunch of ways he has changed to make space for me, and he genuinely really likes making me happy (awwwwwwww i know so sweet gross). the revelation for today is that someone can make mistakes to make me sad WHILE ALSO being very devoted to me. because no one is perfect! because it takes some time for someone to break an old habit and adopt a new one!
the weekend was really rough for me, but i can see like a million ways that ny tried to make it better. bless his poor, patient soul. ultimately, the root cause was that i was viewing conflict as this grave terrible ominous thing but it wasn't. it was just routine maintenance, like updating your computer except the software update comes with a little hurt feelings and tears shed. but the software update also comes with a lot of care and devotion :') and that makes me happy.
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To Respect a Scholar
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Tags: Wei WuXian Canon Genius, WangXian, not for JC fans, JC Canon Characteristics, JC’s Canon Homophobia, Author!WWX
Wei WuXian was dead.
There were many emotions that Lan Qiren was feeling at that statement. Relief was the most prominent one,as the greatest threat their way of life was gone. Dread was a lesser feeling, at the thought of the discussion conferences to come, what claims people would make to what remained of the Yiling Patriarch and his inventions, but that could not be helped.
However.
He never expected to feel angry.
It had been another long day of teaching. This year’s batch of students were lacking in many areas of cultivation and he was considering writing to their sect leaders and families about ousting the current mentors they had available and choosing persons better suited to the job.
Some of them couldn’t even name their founder’s for goodness sake!
It was nearly curfew and Lan Qiren had long settled into his home, having fixed himself a pot of black tea to calm his nerves and relaxed into his common room with a few scrolls and books at his side.
The first book was a work of fiction, the image of a person with their back to the cover dressed in white and silver robes, a tall, elegant guan in their hair, and their spiritual sword- a shining silver blade with a seafoam green sheath embellished with tiny birds and tree branches stood atop a mountain peak overlooking a small, worn-down village. On the character’s shoulder was an owl, a black, demonic thing with wisps of evil flowing from its tail feathers.
It was titled: The Lost Pearl of Niu Village by Wei WuXian
It was a tale of an older brother searching for his stepsister. Having been accused of being a sorceress at the age of seventeen, the young girl, Feng Yun, ran away from home in fear of execution. The protagonist, Gao Han, was already training to become a cultivator at the time and tried to vouch for his sister’s innocence, but went unheard. Years later, when his training is finished, he takes on the life of a rogue in order to find his long lost sister.
At first, he was a little more than apprehensive at reading anything that that boy had written, having long heard of his tales of debauchery and his many vices. However, he stilled himself, taking a deep breath to remind himself that he had dealt with Wei WuXian at his most rowdiness and could handle anything the adult version threw at him.
He treated the book as he would any other, taking in its plot and themes, doing his best to understand what metaphors the author had made towards certain moments. He even found his lips upturning at the growth the characters within the story underwent. He was so interested that he barely remembered the pot of tea waiting to be consumed beside him. However, as he continued on through the chapters he also couldn’t help but become angrier and angrier.
‘What a waste!, ‘he found himself thinking, ‘What a waste of a great mind!’
It wasn’t as if he didn’t know that Wei WuXian was intelligent; the boy was just as knowledgeable as his youngest nephew- ‘perhaps even more so’ part of his mind whispered to him as the piles of cultivation manuals found inside Wei WuXian’s den surfaced in his mind.
Shaking his head, Lan Qiren continued on with the tale, getting more intrigued with the story and even more angrier at the person who had wrote it.
"Truly a waste, “Lan Qiren grumbled as he lit another candle as the first one flickered out
If anyone was to ask why a candle was burning in his home all night, Lan Qiren would ask them why they were out after curfew.
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It had been a year since Wei WuXian died.
And Lan Qiren was annoyed.
It had taken many months, but the elders of the Jin Sect were finally able to get through some of the locking arrays Wei WuXian had put on all of his manuals. The most prominent of the few were the schematics to the Stygian Lure Flag and the Demon Wind Compass. With them, the Jin Sect quickly gathered their most talented weavers and metal workers to create and put the items up for sale for the entire cultivation and civilian worlds.
Lan Qiren was one of the first to receive a compass, and as he eyed the intricate detailing and sigils carved into the sidings and needles, he became angry at Wei WuXian once more.
‘What a waste of a great mind!,’he thought
But that wasn’t the reason he was annoyed.
“But if you really think about it, the Demon Wind Compass isn’t all that useful, is it? I mean, it only gives you a rough estimation of where the creatures are, and it doesn’t tell you how strong it is either, so you really don’t know what you’re up against.”
The time for the guest disciples to leave the Cloud Recesses had come, and their parents had come to get them. For days now, Lan Qiren had had to sit through multiple meetings with sect leaders giving them his personal reports on what their children needed to do in order to excel in their learning.
It was midday now, and most of the Cloud Recesses had settled into the dining hall for lunch, guests included. Many still awaited in line, having their chance to chat before they had to abide by the rule of “No talking while dining”.
Standing near the entrance were a couple of AnpingRong disciples, talking about the newest cultivation tool.
Lan Qiren felt a tick forming on his forehead as the young man continued to flippantly talk down about the device that he had personally seen save civilian lives from certain doom and alert cultivators to danger in their midst.
Lan Qiren couldn’t help but speak.
“It is well known that notes for a second version of the Demon Wind Compass was underway long before the Siege on the Burial Mounds. If one wants a more accurate compass, then one should read the Yiling Laozu’s notes and attempt to create it yourself.”
The two Rong disciples flinched and snapped their heads in his direction. At the sight of his unimpressed eyes, the young disciples shivered and immediately took back what he said.
“Ah-ah, Lan-Laoshi, this one has spoken too much it seems. I apologize for this one’s arrogance. Wei WuXian was truly thoughtful to leave such an invention behind.”
With a bow, the two disciples hurried along to the food line while Lan Qiren stood in the doorway watching their every move.
...
Despite fears that the Yiling Patriarch would return, Wei WuXian was still dead.
And Lan Qiren was agitated.
While the Lan Sect hadn’t sent as half as many disciples as the Jiang and a quarter of the Jin, to the Siege of the Bural Mounds they still sent enough to be recognized for their efforts. When the Jin claimed all of Wei WuXian’s texts on Diabolism and Jiang WanYin took ChenQing, the Lan and Nie were given the chance to take what they were owed.
Being a clan known for their predilections towards literature and music, the Lan of course secured as many music, fiction, and poetry books as they could.
They’d taken the texts and built a side room on the pavilion dedicated to them, shelving them on dark blue shelves and putting cleaning and banishment talismans all around the room along with the typical fire-resistant talismans of the rebuilt library.
But that wasn’t why he was agitated.
“What in the world is this chicken scratch?! You’d think the Yiling Patriarch could at least write; I mean my four year old cousin can write better than this.”
Two Lan disciples-two juniors no less- sat in the middle of the Diabolism Archive, sets of books in between them. One, a peachy eyed young man looked at their friend with wide eyes as the other scowled down at the books on hand.
Lan Qiren himself was visiting the library to head to this exact archive. He was looking for the second volume of The Good Lord’s Concubine, another one of Wei WuXian’s fiction novels.
“Ugh, this is useless, i can barely even read it, “the Lan junior threw the book to the ground in a fit of frustration
Lan Qiren had little patience for the visiting disciples of the sect not taking proper care of the texts within the library pavilion, so one can imagine how he felt about this.
“It is a known strategy, “the two juniors stood so quickly that you’d thought they’d been stuck with pins, “for a writer to get down information as quickly as possible, no matter how the writing looks, as to not lose any thoughts. They will later rewrite those words into more elegant texts, “Lan Qiren stood in the doorway like a judge, jury, and executioner
“Lan-Laoshi, “the two shivered uncontrollably
“We have multiple of Wei WuXian’s texts that show that his calligraphy is near perfect. The Yiling Patriarch was working on multiple inventions by himself and would have had even less time to rewrite his works, “Lan Qiren’s eyes narrowed, “As he is dead, you can understand that these are the only versions we will ever have of his work....unless you wish to rewrite it yourself?”
One of the boys started to shake their head rapidly, “No, no senior. We...we ourselves are only beginning to understand talismans. To try and rewrite Yiling Laozu’s work and be able to put it into an understandable form is....”
He didn’t have to finish.
Lan Qiren huffed, “For almost damaging intellectual property you will copy “Etiquette” fifteen times, am I clear?”
The boys let out a “Yes, Lan-Laoshi” while nodding their head solemnly.
Not sparing the boys another glace, Lan Qiren walked to the shelf containing the second volume of his current fancy.
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Wei WuXian was alive.
And Lan Qiren.....didn’t know how to feel about that.
He knew he still didn’t like Wei WuXian. Didn’t want to see him, didn’t want to hear him, didn’t want anyone else in the Cloud Recesses to have to deal with him.
“Do not go near Wei Ying.” He’d carved the rule into the stone just days after WangJi returned from eloping with his husband
But at the same time....
Wei WuXian was barely seen around the Cloud Recesses; he could still be heard at some points however. He spent a lot of time in the Library Pavilion, as he learned from a couple of passing seniors, time to the point where his life was split into three activities: 1. Corrupting the youth who were ignoring the rules, 2. Further corrupting his youngest nephew, and 3. Doing heaven knows what inside the Library Pavilion.
A few of the elders had came to him with concerns about the matter.
“What if he’s inside the Room of Forbidden Books?, “Elder Lan Jiao-long groused to him while pulling at their sleeves, a nervous tick of theirs
“We should tighten security, who knows what he could be thinking up?, “Lan Fai urged him
Lan Qiren tugged at his beard, “I will see to him; be at ease.”
At that, the two smiled and said no more, knowing that he had little tolerance for the Yiling Patriarch as it was, and bowed before continuing on with their day.
He had a bit of time before his next class, so he hurried along the paths towards the library pavilion, certain that Wei WuXian would be there.
By the time he got there, most of the disciples had long cleared out, more than likely going to prepare for their next class. He eyed with displeasure some of the books and scrolls which had been left thrown any which way on the tables, and made a mental note to talk to the class about their behavior. Righting the texts, he continued on through the building looking for the only set of black and red robes in the entire Cloud Recesses.
Despite its large size, even the Library Pavilion had a limit to how large they could actually build it, and at the back of the building sat his in-law.
Wei WuXian was sitting alone- Lan WangJi had taken a quest to Guangling and left his husband, who had finished a nighthunt with the juniors the night before, to rest. Stacks of blank parchment sat to his side along with a pot of ink. On another table sat finished papers laying out to dry.
“Wei WuXian, “Lan Qiren walked up to the man with narrowed eyes
Wei WuXian looked up and gave him a smile, “Lan-laoshi, to what do I owe the pleasure?”
Lan Qiren frowned, “What are you doing?”
“Writing,”Wei WuXian waved his hand, “Just had a fancy for a bit of fiction is all.”
Walking over to the other table, Lan Qiren ignored the diabolist’s side eye and picked up one of the parchments.
He read:
-X-
“I don’t care! I don’t care! Just let it all burn!”
Zhou Su’s scream was consumed by the flames raging all around them. Dropping down to the floor, Gao Han ripped his sleeve clean off and snatched his canteen out of his satchel. Again, ripping the sleeve in two, he doused them with what water he had left and crawled on his belly toward Zhou Su.
The young maiden was curled in the corner, shaking as the shelves around them were engulfed in blue fire. Getting up close to her, Gao Han ran his hand through her white hair causing her to whimper.
“We have to leave,, “Gao Han said, trying to sound as level headed as possible
Zhou Su shook her head from in between her thighs.
“Go, “she muttered, “Just go.”
The young woman pushed at Gao Han, “Leave me!”
‘Not a chance!, “Gao thought, flinching when another shelf fell down behind them
Wrapping his wet sleeve around his mouth, Gao Han swiftly threw his arms under Zhou Su and picked her up. The woman startled.
“What are you-, “Zhou Su gasped in alarm, “Put me down!”
With all her might, Zhou Su struck at Gao Han’s back as the young man hurried to the stairs of the cellar. Her trailing red robes were singed by the the ever looming fire.
“Let me go! Let me die! I don’t want to live anymore!, “Zhou Su shrieked as they neared the top of the stairs
“Stop it, “Gao Han ordered, throwing Zhou Su over his left shoulder to fiddle with the door’s lock
“No, let go!, “Zhou Su shook with whatever strength she had left, forcing Gao Han to drop her on the stairs
“Zhou Su!, “the young rogue got down on his knees to pick her up again
“No!, “the maiden crawled backwards on her hands, “Stay away!”
Hurriedly following after her, Gao Han tried to wrestle Zhou Su back into his hold while the young maiden tried to throw herself back down towards the fire. The flames themselves were not far behind them, the blue inferno had reached the stairwell and smoke was slowly filling the hall.
“Zhou Su, “Gao Han coughed, “Please, stop. Come here.”
Zhou Su swatted at him, “No. No! Get out! Go away; let me be!”
She kicked him in the face and irritation filled the young man’s eyes. Throwing himself at her once more, Gao Han tried to force her hands behind her back.
Gao Han snarled a beastly sound, “Stop it! Stop fighting me, Feng Yun!”
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“This is The Lost Pearl of Niu Village, “Lan Qiren set the sheet down on the table and turned back to his in-law
Wei WuXian blinked, “You’ve...read it before?”
“I read the first installment, “Lan Qiren replied with pursed lips, “You never finished it.”
Wei WuXian huffed and looked back to his writing, “Yeah, I was a bit preoccupied in the afterlife and couldn’t find time to finish it.”
“You are writing more of it?, “Lan Qiren walked and sat down on the other side of the man
“Yes, “Wei WuXian blinked again, “Sizhui loves this story. I made it for him you know, and I wanted to finish it for his birthday as a surprise.”
Lan Qiren looked down at what Wei WuXian was currently writing before looking back up, “Is this all your doing?”
“Hmm?, “the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation quirked a brow at him
“Do you only come to the library to write fiction?, “Lan Qiren already knew the answer but wanted to hear it out of the man’s own lips
“Of course not, “Wei WuXian smirked, “You can’t really expect me to never do any research again, do you?”
“Stay away from the Room of Forbidden Books., “Lan Qiren immediately ordered
“Okay, “the man hmmed, twirling his brush in his hand
Lan Qiren’s eyes narrowed at him once more, suspicious at the easy acquiesce. Wei WuXian met the man’s eyes head on, and his smirk widened.
“I promise I won’t go into the Room of Forbidden Books, Lan-Laoshi, “Wei WuXian spoke, amusement coloring his voice
That just meant that he would probably ask Lan WangJi to go into it for him, the Lan elder immediately realized, and there wasn’t anything Lan Qiren could do considering that banning a blood member of the clan from entering parts of the pavilion was nigh impossible due to the function of their tokens.
Lan Qiren felt a tick wanting to form on his forehead and sighed deeply.
“Let me ask you something, Wei WuXian, “he spoke again
“Hmmm?, “Wei WuXian set down his brush
“It’s about the first installment of your book, “Lan Qiren laid his hands atop one another in his lap
“Yes?, “Wei WuXian rested his head in his hand
“It’s about Huang Ling, “Lan Qiren stated, “I wanted to ask if you intentionally wrote him to be as spoiled as he was, and what his parents had to be like to raise such a discourteous young master!”
Wei WuXian’s eyes widened at the Lan elder before he let out a loud laugh and threw his head back to Lan Qiren’s irritation.
Wei WuXian snickered a bit more, “Well, Lan-Laoshi, do you really want me to spoil the story for you?”
Lan Qiren let out a huff, “If learning a small part of a story ruins the entire thing for me then the story wasn’t worth my time in the first place.”
Wei WuXian shook his head, silver eyes shining with what could only be glee, “Very well then. You see Huang Ling....”
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Wei WuXian had been back for three years now.
And Lan Qiren was annoyed.
Not at Wei WuXian, if one could imagine that, but at Sect Leader Yao.
“Wei WuXian is a depraved fiend. Everywhere he goes he has to prove how shameless he is! How could he write such dribble?, “the man spat to Sect Leader Qin
The “dribble” the man was referring to was one of Wei WuXian’s newest fiction novels. It was a romance between a young female disciple and the heir of another sect. The young girl was once a street orphan who’d been picked up by a benevolent sect leader and allowed to cultivate. Through hard work, she became well known for her achievements. The sect heir himself was exceptional and was praised for his work all around the Jianghu. The conflict of the novel was the fact the young sect heir’s family and friends didn’t like his relationship with a former street rat and attempt to have the young woman assassinated, implicating the sect heir in the process.
It was titled: In the Valley of the Plum Blossoms and was Lan Qiren’s next read.
Today was the first day of this year’s GusuLan Discussion Conference, and Wei WuXian himself was not present. Instead, he and Lan WangJi had decided to take a trip to Qishan along with Lan Sizhui and Wen Qionglin. Lan Qiren himself had been pleased at the idea, because that meant that the man would not be there to cause dissent within the cultivation world.
But it seemed dissent would start whether he was there or not.
“What does that heretic know of love? It’s common knowledge that he’s used his demonic wiles to seduce Hanguang-jun; it’s an embarrassment to GusuLan that he thinks he can get away with this!, “Sect Leader Yao continued
“It has been added to the fiction section of the pavilion actually, “Lan Qiren said as he strode across the room
Lan Qiren rarely dealt with Sect Leader Yao, barely felt the need to. The man was usually quite crafty with his words and knew who and what to talk about most of the time to get reactions and support out of people. Most of the time, Lan Qiren didn’t let the man get to him.
Today was not that day.
“Lan-Laoshi?, “the sect leader was incredulous
“As Yao-Zongzhu knows, GusuLan collects many forms of literature and other texts. To have another one of Wei WuXian’s works as part of our collection is no embarrassment to us at all, “he said swiftly and concisely
“Ah, “Sect Leader Yao blinked, “I see.”
“If it pleases Yao-Zongzhu further, I have personally read many of Wei WuXian’s works of fiction. They are not filled with debauchery as one might think. Many of them are tales of righteousness and romantic stories, which is a principal of the Lans, “Lan Qiren continued
A sweat formed on the sect leader’s brow, “Is that so? That surely is an interesting development, Lan-Laoshi.”
It was interesting to everyone but the Lan Clan, who knew that Lan Qiren would read everything under the sun as long as it was not obscene material or the waste of parchments known as spring books.
“I read many things Yao-Zongzhu would not believe, Wei WuXian’s works among them., “he slaps his hand with his ruler
One more look from Lan Qiren sends the Yao Sect Leader into a full on cold sweat. Eager to get out of the situation, the man quickly apologizes before engaging the Lan elder in a talk about next years classes.
“Tell me, Lan-Laoshi. What beginners talismans will you teach next year?”
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It had been five years since Wei WuXian came back.
And Lan Qiren was agitated.
Not at Wei WuXian, somehow, and not at Sect Leader Yao either. Probably because the man wasn’t there.
“It amazes me how shameless you can be, Wei WuXian. Spending other people’s money without a care in the world.”
Lan Qiren could count on his hands the number of times Sect Leader Jiang had visited the Cloud Recesses. The man had made it clear on his third visit, two years before the Siege of the Burial Mounds, that he would much rather wait weeks for correspondences than have to deal with their “onerous” rules.
“Look at all this trash! Does the Lan Sect really allow you to waste your money on- what is that- loquat seeds?”
Today was a special occasion, not because of Jiang WanYin’s visit mind you, but because tomorrow was Wei WuXian’s birthday. Everyone in the Cloud Recesses was surprised to learn that the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation had never celebrated his birthday before, and Lan WangJi had decided that that could not stand and went behind his husband’s back to plan a celebration with Lan XiChen’s support. Lan Qiren assumed that Wei WuXian was a bit in know, as disciples who would not be in the Cloud Recesses on the day of the event had started giving the man gifts a week in advance.
That was the “trash” Jiang WanYin was referring to. The loquat seeds themselves were a gift from Lan JingYi, who was going to Baling for a joint hunt with Ouyang ZiZhen and Jin RuLan to search for a deer yao so they could bring its beast core back as a gift for the diabolist’s research.
“It must bring the Lan elders great shame to know that not only is one of their heirs a cutsleeve, but his husband is a spendthrift to boot! Lan WangJi’s ancestors must be looking down on him in humiliation, “he laughed then
Lan Qiren didn’t even know why the man was here. Was it because he knew Wei WuXian’s birthday was tomorrow and wanted to create strife? Did he know that Jin Zongzhu and Nie Zongzhu were going to attend and thought his presence important?
At the insult to his husband, Wei WuXIan’s eye’s narrowed, “Watch your tongue, Jiang Cheng! Say what you want about me, but don’t you dare insult my Lan Zhan.”
If there was one thing Lan Qiren would never admit, is that he was proud of how protective Wei WuXian was of his nephew.
“Watch his tongue? How dare you tell Jiang Zongzhu what to do?!, “another voice interjected
Lan Qiren set his eyes on the other man. It was Sect Leader Jiang’s head disciple and right hand, Du Lim. He was a pretty average cultivator, followed Jiang WanYin’s teachings and orders to a t. Lan Qiren had personally taught the man once and thought that he didn’t really have a mind of his own, never really quite thinking and always following.
But perhaps that was what Sect Leader Jiang wanted.
Wei WuXian spared the head disciple a quick glance and nothing more, “Jiang Zongzhu has come into my home and insulted my husband. If he cannot even give the barest amounts of respect towards the owners of the home, perhaps he shouldn’t have come.”
Jiang WanYin had snarled then, “You! How dare you? Know your place, Wei WuXian!”
Sandu Shengshou had reached out towards Wei WuXian then, his other hand going for his sword.
Despite knowing the man didn’t need his protection, Lan Qiren found himself standing in front of Wei WuXian.
Jiang WanYin’s fingers were inches from his face.
“Jiang Zongzhu, "Lan Qiren said staring the man down
Unable to hurt another sect’s elder, Jiang WanYin quickly snatched his hand back.
Lan-Laoshi, “the man glared at the cultivator behind him
“Is there a problem?, “Lan Qiren raised an eyebrow
Jiang WanYin scoffed then, “Problem? Just that Wei WuXian never seems to know his place. He has no respect for those in power!”
“His place?, “Lan Qiren’s voice gave away nothing
At that, Jiang WanYin’s gaze shifted towards Wei WuXian once more. The man was looking back at him with no emotion what so ever, like he was a fly trying to annoy him.
“Isn’t his behavior against your rules?, “Sect Leader Jiang looked back at Lan Qiren, “Shouldn’t he be punished?”
“Punished?, “Lan Qiren paused letting the silence reign over them for a moment, “No, not at all.”
Jiang WanYin clenched his fist around his sword, “And why is that?!”
“It seems Jiang Zongzhu had not noticed, but I have been here the entire time, “Lan Qiren starts, “I have heard everything.”
Before the man could open his mouth, Lan Qiren continues, “Wei WuXian has not bought these items, they are gifts from his students and members of the clan. His family gives him these with all the love and respect they can offer.”
Jiang WanYin’s face started to turn a dark shade of red. Behind him, Wei WuXian looked ready to interject, but Lan Qiren started to speak again.
“Further more, know his place? Wei WuXian fully knows his place as the spouse to the sect’s heir, “Lan Qiren’s eyes narrowed, “Heaven’s forbid anything happen to XiChen, but if anything does-as he does not have an heir yet- Lan WangJi would become the sect leader and Wei WuXian would help him lead it.”
Lan Qiren threw an arm behind his back, “I find it appalling that Jiang Zongzhu would come into our home and attempt to attack the heir apparent’s spouse. Such an action is a declaration of war!”
Jiang WanYin finally shouted out, “Don’t tell me you’d actually declare war for him? For Wei WuXian?”
“As long as he is married to my nephew, Wei WuXian is a member of the Lan Clan. We are always willing to go to war for our family, “Lan Qiren’s voice was final, “Now, I suggest Jiang Zongzhu and Young Master Du go to their designated guest rooms and await for someone to be able to receive them. Do that, and perhaps I won’t inform Lan XiChen of what has transpired.”
Eyes alighting in what could only be abject rage, Jiang Wanyin looked to be ready to throw another tongue lashing at his former head disciple. However, when he looked at the man, Wei WuXian simply laid his hand on his ChenQing and the words died in Jiang WanYin throat.
Jiang WanYin couldn’t tell if Lan Qiren was bluffing about going to war or not. But at the off chance that he wasn’t, Jiang WanYin wasn’t dumb enough to chance it and end up having to fight an army of the undead along with the entire Lan sect and their subsidary sects.
With one last severe look at the Yiling Laozu, Jiang WanYin muttered a quick, “Fine” before yelling at his head disciple to follow him back to their rooms.
As Jiang WanYin and Du Lim stormed off, Lan Qiren turned back to look at his in-law.
“The disciples should have known better than to weigh you down with so much as once, “he said tersely
Without letting Wei WuXian reply, Lan Qiren picked up a box with what he was sure was stuffed with fans, and books, and jewelry.
Wei WuXian blinked at him in surprise, “Lan-Laoshi?”
“I’m sure you have better things to be doing than standing around here dealing with this nonsense, “Lan Qiren replies before turning around
With that, Lan Qiren started in the direction of the Jingshi. Wei WuXian had no choice but to follow after him.
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It had been ten years since Wei WuXian married into their family.
And right now Lan Qiren was facing a headache.
“There, there, a-die is here, “Wei WuXian cooed
“Waaaahhhh!”
Infants were a blessing, but they were also very very very loud. This little, loud blessing was named Lan Jing. His grandniece.
“Oh, little one, it’s alright, “Wei WuXian stood, turning in slow circles as he rubbed at the girl’s back, “Baba will be back soon to make it all better.”
Lan Jing had become part of their family five months ago. In a trip to Yiling to check up on the cenotaph to the Wen remnants, Wei WuXian and Wen Qionglin had come across and newborn abandoned on the edge of the cursed mountain. Wei WuXian took her as his own merely seconds after his eyes landed on her.
As soon as they two returned with the infant, Lan WangJi too accepted her and the two parents spent the week with the healers getting a check up for their new daughter. Unfortunately, because she was left out in the elements for so long, little a-Jing’s body was weaker than most, and so she was prone to sickness.
The child sniffled in her father’s arms, “Waaahhh!”
“I know, I know, “Wei WuXian smiled as she snuffled closer into his chest, “Baba will be back with your medicine soon.”
As Wei WuXian landed a kiss on the top of the child’s head, Lan Qiren contemplated why he was even there. He was passing by when he spotted Lan Wangji bolting from his home in the direction of the healing pavilion, and simply walked inside without wondering what was going on.
“Bofu, “Lan Sizhui’s voice brought him out of his contemplations, “Here.”
The young man set a cup of black tea in front of him. It was inside one of Wei WuXian’s newest inventions, a cup that would hold tea to the proper temperature without burning one's hand.
He hated to admit it was his favorite invention.
Seeing his grand-uncle take a sip of tea and hum in content, Lan Sizhui turned to his father.
“a-die, I can take her until baba gets back. You should get back to your writing, “Lan Sizhui stood and walked with his arms open, ready to receive his little sister
“Hmm, are you sure Sizhui? She bites!, “Wei WuXian grinned while adjusting the five month old in his arms
“It cannot be that bad, “Sizhui grinned and effortlessly took the young girl from his father
“Mhmm, you’re right about that, nothing can be as bad as a-Yuan’s bites, “Wei WuXian’s grin widened, “I remember when you first started teething you bit me so hard on the chest Wen Qing thought I’d been attacked by a snake!”
A bright blush covered Lan Sizhui’s face, “Ah, I’m sorry!”
Wei WuXian laughed and placed a hand on top of the young man’s shoulder, “I was okay, just surprised!”
Giving the young man a quick pat, Wei WuXian went to sit back at his desk while Lan Sizhui sat the table with his sister, her little cries slightly muffled by his robes.
“There, there, a-Jing, “Lan Sizhui used the same tone as his a-die, “Baba will bring a remedy for your sniffles soon enough.”
Looking at the two sibling a little while Longer, Lan Qiren’s eyes soon shifted to their father in the corner. From what he could see when he walked in the room, Wei WuXian was working on two things at once. One was a set of children’s books that was going to be placed in the newly constructed nursery in the Jingshi. The other was a book about a young village boy who comes to find he has the power of ice manipulation.
He couldn’t wait to read it.
Suddenly, the front door to the Jingshi slammed open and Lan WangJi emerged with a medicine jar in his hands.
Lan WangJi eyed his uncle in surprise, “Shufu?”
Lan Qiren grumbled, waviing his hand towards Sizhui and a-Jing, “WangJi, quickly, come give her the remedy!”
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Wangxian Fic Recs
Hi! In the mo dao zushi/ untamed/ grandmaster of demonic cultivation there is one character I love above all! Yes, as you guessed from the picture, it is Lan Wangji/ Lan Zhan!
If you are a fan hoping to read more fics that is more LWJ centric (but in wangxian form) then you have come to the right place! I present to you my fave fic recs!
But there are fics here that might be more WWX centric but I love how LWJ is portrayed in these fics so I’m including those too either way. So here we go!
These fics are old ones. I’m starting with ten then I’m going to post more maybe tomorrow. Some of my absolute, super fave fics have not yet been written into this post so please look forward to those in the future!
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carefully adjusted are the rabbit nets by ectocosme
one-shot
(Let us start this list off with something adorable! LWJ and RABBITS who doesn’t love this combination? WWX is messing about with the rules as usual when he witnesses the cutest scene! The stoic LWJ is talking quietly with rabbits! Seeing the other’s fondness for the cute fluffy animals, WWX makes a plan that would maybe endear LWJ to him)
Six Centimeters by Keysmashed
two-shot
(All of WWX robes fit perfectly, ever wondered why? Perfectly fitting clothes is just another sign of our beloved hanguang-jun’s devotion. A domestic, fluffy fic that made my heart shiver in both sadness and fondness. A nice two shot to cleanse the soul.)
speaking with the speech of men by ectocosme
four chapters
(LWJ is confused by WWX’s actions. Is he teasing him or flirting with him? He can’t tell and he is afraid to get it wrong because he knows what heartbreak feels like. He goes out and seeks the advice of his brother and cousin. This is a really sweet four shot that features protective!wwx, supportive but protective!LXC and their OC cousin, and one ex-crush of LWJ who is a jerk and gets what’s coming to him- courtesy of the protective!WWX)
two guys r in love that’s literally it by victortor
one-shot
(A time travel fix it which features a confused LWJ who is fascinated with the prodigious Jiang sect senior disciple, WWX. WWX flirts with him and sees right through him and LWJ can’t help but be drawn in by this mysterious disciple who seems to have been through so much despite being so young. A sweet, sad story with a happy ending)
Adventures in Solitude by etymologyplayground
one-shot
(I really love how etymologyplayground write Lan Wangji in his/her/their fics. He is a little sad and softer, it makes me want to wrap him up in a blanket and never let him go! This fic is set on episode 16 of the untamed. A what-if fic where Lan Zhan finds the Jiang trio mere moments after they escaped the siege of the YungmengJiang. LWJ is the best supportive and caring person ever, and the interactions between the wangxian couple will just melt your heart. I wish it really did happen this way, a short reprieve before the tragedies about to come. Mostly focused on the two’s relationship. Have a read! You wont regret it!)
Threaded Together Series by Aki_no_hikari
currently has three fics, ongoing
(Featuring our favorite wangxian couple and the legend of the red thread. These two adorable boys are connected by a red thread. Join these two in their adorable shennanigans, a shy LWJ and a mischievous WWX trying to get LWJ to kiss him. Kisses treated as bribery! So much fluff and sweetness, though warning for the third fic, there is angst. Overall absolutely lovely!)
Lan WangJi takes a sick day by firesonic152
one-shot
(Good sick and hurt Lan Wangji fics are like rare gems you did not expect to find. I have read lots of LWJ taking care of WWX but I would love it too of someone takes care of LWJ. In this WWX wakes up to LWJ on the ground unable to move because of how bad he was feeling. Cue WWX doing his best to look after his beloved husband and there is even a special appearance by the Lan juniors! Look forward to a domestic, fluffy one-shot with a sprinkle of hurt. Absolutely love love this. And i have reread it so many times!)
Gratitude by Suspicious_Popsicle
one-shot
(Appropriately titled. Gratitude is a sweet fic that features a strange creature WWX finds hopping about. LWJ won’t tell him what it is but that has never stopped our favorite gremlin before. What he finds is something unexpected and sad, however is grateful nevertheless for how things turned out. [I’m grateful too to the two mvps T.T you’ll find out what I mean if you read it] This features an injured LWJ and a bit of look into the past. Truly a wonderful fic!)
from such spring colors by wolframvonbielefeld (maknaeline)
one-shot
(This is a bit more WWX Wuxian centric but I just love jealous!WWX fics because there are too many jealous!LWJ ones hahaha. My reaction when I read this: I love them so much these two idiots *cries into a handkerchief* Just wow, a unique take on obliviousness, this fic is centered around the concept of the hahaki disease- is a fictional disease where the victim of unrequited or one-sided love begins to vomit or cough up the petals and flowers. Except in this fic, hahaki disease is a gift. It is sort of a fix it as well, where our second favorite couple yanli and zixuan are alive and the wens go on to live in Cloud Recesses. Features pining, misunderstandings, flowers, and a truly oblivious WWX. The last two scenes were the best part !!!)
When fish soar by mondengel
one-shot
(a short fluffy fic which is more on JC’s POV. I love how both WWX and LWJ are both mythical creatures trying to hide who they are but are sort of aware of each other’s existence. Sweet and fluffy and deep in my heart I wish this was long because I have so many questions but it good as it is too!)
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So we will end it like this for now, ten fic recs for the moment. I will have another ten up tomorrow! I have so many of them trust me xD These are old fics, because I started from the beginning but if you want I can start giving recs for more recent ones. So yeah, this is just the start! Tell me if you find these great and let me know what you think of them! Thank you!
#wangxian#the untamed#cql#wwx#lwj#wei wuxian#wei ying#lan wangji#lan zhan#wangxian fic recs#fic recommendation#fanfic#mdzs#mo dao zushi
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JC Love Month 2020 Day 10
Knowledge
Day 10 of JC Love Month brings more Mingcheng, where JC at first rejects NMJ but then comes to the conclusion that if his parents will never be happy with what he does, then he can at least make the decision that will make him happy.
Nie Mingjue sees what Jiang Cheng’s answer to his confession will be on his face long before he even opens his mouth.
He has known this would be the answer, but the knowledge still doesn’t make it any easier to bear, if he’s being honest.
“I can’t,” Jiang Cheng says and he puts his arms around him as if he needs to protect himself from Nie Mingjue.
That hurts more than the rejection, actually.
“It’s okay,” Nie Mingjue tells him, even though it doesn’t feel like it’s okay, at least not at that moment.
“I just—I mean—I love you, too,” Jiang Cheng says, and that actually comes out as a surprise to Nie Mingjue.
“What?” he asks, completely stunned by this turn of events and Jiang Cheng gives him something that should probably be a smile, but comes out more as a grimace.
“I love you, of course I do, I have for a while,” Jiang Cheng tells him and Nie Mingjue hates how his voice shakes as he says it. “But my parents, they would never accept this,” Jiang Cheng says with a little shake of his head and then covers his face with his hand. “So I can’t.”
Nie Mingjue knows that Jiang Cheng’s family life is not the easiest—understatement of the year, really—but he didn’t think it was that bad.
“I don’t want to put you into a tight spot with them,” Nie Mingjue awkwardly says and Jiang Cheng lets out a shuddering breath.
“I know that,” he gives back but he still seems unhappy.
It makes sense, if he truly does feel the same for Nie Mingjue.
“Wanyin, nothing has to change,” Nie Mingjue softly says because they have been friends for so long that Nie Mingjue finds it ridiculous that this should change everything. “I’m still your friend, you know that, right?”
“Yeah,” Jiang Cheng whispers, and he sounds anything but certain about that.
“I mean, I’m not going to lie, I need a few days after this,” Nie Mingjue says, as carefully as he can, but Jiang Cheng still flinches, “but after that, we’re going back to how it was, okay?”
“Okay,” Jiang Cheng mutters, clearly not believing Nie Mingjue’s words and it only makes Nie Mingjue more determined to show Jiang Cheng that he truly meant it when he said that.
“Thank you for not suggesting that we do this in secret,” Nie Mingjue says suddenly and Jiang Cheng levels him with a look.
Nie Mingjue prefers to see his temper like this because it’s the Jiang Cheng he knows.
“Never. I’m not one to keep my relationship secret, I would never do that to a partner,” he says with vehemence and Nie Mingjue gives him a small smile.
“How very good of you,” he tells him and then has to look away when Jiang Cheng flushes slightly.
Nie Mingjue ponders briefly if he would have preferred to never know that Jiang Cheng felt the same for him, especially now that it’s clear that they are apparently not meant to be, but then he slightly shakes his head.
No, he would always want to know that Jiang Cheng loves him as well.
“I’ll get going then, alright?” Nie Mingjue asks and Jiang Cheng can’t look at him when he nods.
It seems like they are both going to need a few days to come to terms with this.
When he’s back home, Nie Mingjue wonders if he should have asked why Jiang Cheng’s parents wouldn’t approve of their relationship, to see if there was something he could argue against, but he berates himself for even having that thought.
He’s not going to argue Jiang Cheng into a relationship when he doesn’t want it, that’s not who Nie Mingjue is.
He doesn’t even know if Jiang Cheng is out to his parents or not. Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan are not known to be very accepting people and it’s probably not far off to guess that they wouldn’t approve of Jiang Cheng coming out to them.
Nie Mingjue never personally had to go through the same since his parents died so early, so he can only imagine how horrible it must be to know that your own parents would never accept you as you are and he just hopes that he never made Nie Huaisang feel like that.
“Da-ge, I’m home,” Nie Huaisang yells as if on cue, and Nie Mingjue calls him over to the living-room.
“Oh, you have your thinking face on. Why do you have your thinking face on?” Nie Huaisang wants to know and Nie Mingjue glares him but he can’t keep up the charade for long.
“Huaisang, come here,” he says and pats the couch next to him.
Nie Huaisang does as he says, but he’s slow to follow and clearly nervous.
“It’s nothing bad,” Nie Mingjue reassures him and ruffles Nie Huaisang’s hair, simply because he knows it annoys him.
“You’re still making me nervous,” Nie Huaisang says and smacks Nie Mingjue with his fan. “Just spit it out.”
“Did I ever make you feel like I wouldn’t accept you? Before or after you came out to me?” Nie Mingjue asks, because he needs to know right now if he failed his brother in that.
“No?” Nie Huaisang says, confusion written all over his face and Nie Mingjue scrubs a hand over his face.
“Why is that a question?”
“Because I don’t know what’s going on,” Nie Huaisang says. “Of course you never made me feel like that. I knew you were gay for as long as I can remember, so I never had to worry about you accepting me as I am, did I?” Nie Huaisang asks and Nie Mingjue nods.
“Of course not,” he says and Nie Huaisang gives him a thoughtful look.
“What brought this on?” he wants to know and Nie Mingjue sighs.
“I confessed to Jiang Cheng,” Nie Mingjue says and then shrugs. “It didn’t go so well.”
“But he loves you,” Nie Huaisang gives back, a frown on his face and Nie Mingjue gives him a sad smile.
“And sometimes that’s not enough,” he tells him. “I don’t think he’s out to his parents, and I think he doubts they would accept him as he is, and they are not going to approve of our relationship. He said he can’t do it.”
“Oh,” Nie Huaisang whispers as he understands where Nie Mingjue’s question came from. “That really fucking sucks,” Nie Huaisang then sums up and startles a laugh out of Nie Mingjue.
“Yeah. Yeah, it does,” he agrees, because what else is there to say, and then he tugs Nie Huaisang into his side, who lets out a token protest, but follows easily.
It’s good to spend a time of heartbreak with his family.
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Nie Huaisang just left after dinner when someone knocks at Nie Mingjue’s door. He frowns, quickly scanning the room to see if he can find anything Nie Huaisang might have forgotten, but nothing springs into his eyes.
Nie Mingjue mentally shrugs and then makes his way to the door where the person impatiently knocks again.
“Yes, what?” Nie Mingjue asks, more than annoyed as he yanks open the door, only to come face to face with Jiang Cheng.
“I know you don’t want to see me for a few days,” Jiang Cheng starts, clearly not even taken aback by Nie Mingjue’s greeting and when he shuffles his feet and worries the hem of his shirt, Nie Mingjue realizes it’s because he’s so nervous that he’s just powering through whatever he wants to say.
“But I have been thinking,” Jiang Cheng goes on, and before he can say anything else, Nie Mingjue holds up his hand.
“Do you really want to do this in the doorway?” he asks and when Jiang Cheng simply blinks at him, Nie Mingjue steps to the side to let him in.
Jiang Cheng follows his invitation, clearly anxious to get back to whatever it was he wanted to say, and Nie Mingjue wonders what it can be.
He really didn’t want to see Jiang Cheng for a few days, and for him to show up here like this must mean it’s serious. Serious enough that of course Nie Mingjue will hear him out, if it’s so urgent he can’t even wait a few days.
“So tell me,” Nie Mingjue says once Jiang Cheng is in his living-room and Jiang Cheng startles as if he forgot what he originally came here for.
“I did some thinking,” Jiang Cheng says again and Nie Mingjue nods.
“So you said,” he says, mostly to break the tension and he thinks it worked when Jiang Cheng sends him a glare instead of the nervous look from before.
“I don’t give a shit what my parents think,” Jiang Cheng says and Nie Mingjue blinks at him.
That is quite the bomb to drop, especially after what he said to him earlier.
“What?” Nie Mingjue asks and Jiang Cheng shrugs.
“I don’t care what they think,” he repeats and Nie Mingjue shakes his head.
“That’s not right,” he says, because Jiang Cheng cares so much—it’s the whole reason he’s always so stressed—so this cannot be right at all.
“No, Mingjue, listen,” Jiang Cheng says and Nie Mingjue shuts his mouth. “It doesn’t matter what I do, they will never be proud of me or approve of me. Okay, yes, I care what they think about me, I care so goddamn much that it’s hurting me every day, but that’s just the thing. It will never change. I could be picture perfect and they would still find a flaw with me.”
Nie Mingjue is inclined to agree with him there, because Jiang Cheng’s parents are just that kinds of assholes, but he keeps silent for now.
“I’m out to them, and me being gay was never actually fine, it was just something we didn’t talk about. And then Wei Wuxian came out as bi and suddenly me being gay was a problem, because Wei Wuxian did it ‘better’. He still had the option to fall in love with a woman and why couldn’t I be like that. It was a whole thing,” Jiang Cheng says with a wave of his hand as if that wasn’t actually the worst thing Nie Mingjue has ever heard and then he goes right on.
“And no matter who I’m going to end up with, it’s never going to be good enough. My mother had this perfectly planned already; she would bring a nice young lady home that she picked, I would marry her and pretend to be happy, and we’d have lots of kids to secure the Jiang line. Everything that deviates from that is going to make her unhappy, so I never stood a chance because I deviate as early as ‘brings home a nice young lady’,” Jiang Cheng says and Nie Mingjue can only nod at that, because it does make sense what he’s saying.
“So it doesn’t matter if I am with you or not, at least not to them. They are already unhappy with me. I cannot make them approve of my relationship as long as I don’t bring home a girl.”
“What does that mean for us?” Nie Mingjue dares to ask, though he can guess where this is going.
He just needs Jiang Cheng to say it.
Jiang Cheng gives him a small smile before he goes on and Nie Mingjue wants to go over and kiss him immediately.
“If they don’t approve of me and my relationship either way, why would I make the choice that leaves me unhappy as well?”
“You shouldn’t,” Nie Mingjue agrees. “You really shouldn’t. You should be happy all the time.”
“And I would be happiest with you,” Jiang Cheng says and steps closer to Nie Mingjue. “I know you said you needed a few days, but I figured that was only when I rejected you and I’m not, not anymore. So, is this okay?” he asks, and he seems unsure all of a sudden, as if Nie Mingjue hadn’t declared his love for him earlier that afternoon and Nie Mingjue cannot let that stand.
“It’s more than okay,” he reassures Jiang Cheng and pulls him close with a hand on his hip. “You really want this?” Nie Mingjue asks again, because he needs to be sure, needs Jiang Cheng to be sure about this.
“I do,” Jiang Cheng says and smiles at him. “I love you. Of course I want to be with you,” he whispers and leans up to press a kiss to the corner of Nie Mingjue’s mouth. “If you still want me, after how tremendously stupid I was today.”
“You weren’t stupid,” Nie Mingjue corrects him. “You were concerned, and quite reasonably,” he adds. “But I will always want you. I love you, too,” he says, smiling at Jiang Cheng as well and when they kiss this time, it’s no longer just to the corner of a mouth.
Nie Mingjue suspects that there will be many fights for Jiang Cheng in the future, but he vows to be by his side all the time.
He’s not going to let him face this alone.
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sometimes i think about how jc's actions in response to his supposed victimhood are on par with xy's, especially if you take into account how many innocent people he killed over the years for reminding him of wwx. coupled with his handling of jl, the fact that the people of yunmeng and his own sect have genuine reason to fear him, his abuse of power, and the extreme brutality he exhibits towards wwx once he's back, and the fact that despite all of that he never faces consequences for his actions due to his position, it's kind of insane that he's not only so beloved by the fandom but actively defended to the extent he is. at least xy stans understand that xy is a deranged serial killer. at the very least xy doesn't discriminate who he murders based on class, or have access to the privledge that jc does. xy has connections to jgy, who is powerful, but jc is an independent sect leader. he gets to make decisions that affect his entire district, and people act like it's such a tragic burden that jc has all this responsibility, how terrible that he had to build his sect all by himself because wwx selfishly abandoned him. not mentioning the fact that jc has always been ambitious, always wanted the position he has, constantly put wwx down and was ultimately very successful without wwx's help (also not mentioning the fact that wwx DID help him and at great cost. lol). look at su she, who actually built his own sect from the ground up despite obstacles jc never faced; the fact that his society looked down on his efforts and that he wasn't building on top of a foundation that was already there. su she started out with even less assistance than jc had. and still none of that is an excuse for su she's abuse of power and killing of innocent people later in the story (things jc also does! even more directly and with even more freedom!). in fact, su she is even more criticized for it than jc, despite jc having been born into his position and historically showing a proclivity towards classist behavior. i'm not saying su she or xy are sympathetic characters, i'm just pointing out that jc has a lot of similarities in common with them and often even less excuse for his behavior. and pointing out the fact that despite this, literally every other character is criticized more heavily than jc himself in this fandom. characters are even blamed for influencing the terrible actions of jc himself in an effort to justify his character. it's asinine. how many bodies has jc piled up over the years in his spite? how often were his intentions ever truly good and, when they were, not also conveniently self-serving? not denying that jc has moments where he is caring and protective towards his loved ones or that he isn't always innately cruel but all those times are just like the bare minimum of what a good person would do. loving your family, protecting them (sometimes), making sacrifices for the good of others, those are things that jc not only does extremely and increasingly infrequently as the story progresses, but no where near to the extent of being equal to practically any other character aside from the worst villains in the story. and also they're all things that should, to an extent, just be expected of someone. like he does them so rarely and so poorly that he's disproportionately praised when he does the bare minimum such as looking kind of sad when reminded that he sort of killed his brother. on the exact opposite end of the spectrum, wwx gives so much of himself so often that fans seem almost blind to it at this point. it's so backwards.
literally like jiang cheng made a career out of getting innocent people killed and yet the same people who recognise the issues w xue yang’s worldview are out there saying jiang cheng deserves to collect blood debts because... having disproportionate wealth and influence is really difficult, i guess? people will forgive and justify any degree of moral cowardice from jiang cheng as long as it enables some kind of vague benefit for the sect, of which he is the primary profiteer, because he’s apparently innately entitled to chase that power at the expense of others.
like. su she. fuck that guy but i don’t see anyone defending him on the basis that he had no choice but to do what was most politically beneficial for him, or justifying his behaviour by pointing out building a sect was hard and people are rude to him. once again i cannot overstate how much i don’t care about su she but the idea of him ‘deserving’ success less than the idiot sect leader who treats human lives as currency is... annoying! especially when taking into account that characters like su she are rightfully punished in-universe and by the narrative for the crimes they commit, while jiang cheng can go around annoucing his intent to murder and torture people without anyone batting an eye.
jiang cheng... over the course of the series has done way more harm than good, yet is almost exclusively rewarded for it. like you said he fulfilled his ambitions of becoming a strong sect leader, he has power and money and wei wuxian’s cultivation and the fame and prestige of killing the yiling laozu. he lost a lot but he gained most of it back, he is very well off, which isn’t something i can say about many less malicious characters.
in the end i just think it’s pretty insane that jiang cheng can get away with doing horrible things, inbetween ongoing threats and announcements that he’ll do more horrible things, while ensuring that the people who saved and protected and healed him suffer immensely, but he’ll turn around and say he’s actually the victim because those people’s heroism made his consistent self-interest look bad! really crazy
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