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twistedappletree · 2 months
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lotuslate · 7 months
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oh, your love is sunlight!
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lilapplesheadcannons · 10 months
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I just realised something. Jin Ling better get an expert matchmaker when he grows up. Lord, he's surrounded by the most rizzless people ever!
Who is this boy going to learn from? His dad, the martyr to chronic foot-in-mouth disease? Jiang Cheng, the man boycotted by all the matchmakers? Wei Wuxian, disaster gay? Lan Wangji, lord of let me bite you to tell you how I feel?
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teanshan · 3 months
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mvdsart · 8 months
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Nothing living leaves the Burial Mounds.
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deathbyoctopi · 1 year
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pixiefms · 9 months
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them setting bro qius house on fire and flooding it in the same night is so catastrophically on brand for them
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Redraw on a meme that’s based on a scene from Brooklyn99. It’s dumb, and it’s so flawed but fun was had.
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fistfuloflightning · 4 months
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Wei Wuxian/Mo Xuanyu is literally just flipped Jiuyuan—same characters (WWX/SY and MXY/SJ) with the same situations/background but where SQQ was forcibly evicted from the premises so SY could move in, MXY purposefully summoned WWX to take over his body. Now just give MXY/WWX the same opportunities that Jiuyuan was…
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twistedappletree · 3 months
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mfw i’m only 16 and have single-handedly made several of the most powerful cultivators cry simply by calling them stupid and telling a few “yo mama” jokes without any repercussions from the elders of my own clan who let me do/say whatever the hell i want because they’ve given up on trying to stop me
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stiltonbasket · 1 year
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jzx, seeing yanli carrying around baby a-yuan: oh. Oh.
Also, the idea of A-yuan being surprisingly tolerant of jzx while his a-niang and jiang-shushu have never felt more Betrayed™️.
Thank you very much for ur cultivation baby sizhui au i am in love!!!!!!!
As is the way of things when one happens to be the heir to a sect, no one has ever dared to hurt Jin Zixuan's feelings.
Of course, he argued with his mother sometimes; and when he was a child, he tried to quarrel with his father about the women he brought into Koi Tower. Those arguments never turned in Zixuan’s favor, but no one but his father has ever tried to insinuate that he was wrong about something important: and when the first person to do so turns out to be Jiang Yanli, Jin Zixuan spends the next two weeks in a state of abject shame.
He had misjudged Maiden Jiang, badly. He never knew her to be dishonest in their childhood, and she had never been proud—but Zixuan was flattered by the notion that someone would take the trouble to make him soup on a battlefield, and when he saw the girl who delivered the first bowl, Jiang Yanli seemed weaker and more talentless than ever in comparison. She could not fight, and she was not beautiful; and her pursuit of Jin Zixuan into battle seemed poorly done, when there were other women who had come to fight or elected to remain at home to defend their sect strongholds.
“Do you have anything in that thick skull of yours? Anything at all?” Wei Wuxian had demanded, on the day Zixuan insulted Jiang-guniang for bringing him soup. “She has two brothers at the front, and you think she’s here for you? Do you think you’d even get to see her face if Nie-zongzhu sent me and Jiang Cheng somewhere else?”
Jin Zixuan had been a fool. He considered Jiang Yanli’s affections as his by rights, even when he thought he did not want them; and now that he did, it would be shameless to pursue her considering their broken engagement.
Just the other day, he had seen her walking around camp with Wei Wuxian’s child in her arms, and the picture she made was so devastatingly beautiful that Zixuan wished he could strangle the younger version of himself that thought her plain.
“It’s nobody’s fault but your own,” Mianmian said mercilessly, when Jin Zixuan asked for her advice on the day before they departed for the Nightless City. “No one asked you to treat her coldly when we were children, or insult her at the Cloud Recesses. No one forced you to reject her cooking, either. You’re reaping your own rewards, gongzi, and you won’t get any sympathy from me.”
“I know I don’t deserve your sympathy. I don’t deserve Jiang-guniang’s love, either,” Jin Zixuan pleaded. “But surely—surely I could apologize to her? Her feelings must still be wounded, and I haven’t done anything about it.”
“The time to make apologies was months ago,” she snapped. “Frankly, I don’t see how marrying you could make Jiang-guniang happy now. Let it go.”
So Jin Zixuan let it go, knowing that the bitterness of losing Jiang Yanli was nothing compared to all that she had endured at his hands. But then, a bare twenty-four hours after Wen Ruohan was finally slain, he meets her in the compound of the Sun Palace reserved for recovering cultivators, and stops dead in his tracks; for she has Wei Wuxian’s son tied to her back in a sling, and the baby had seized one of the gold peony chains dangling from Jin Zixuan’s guan as he passed by.
“Oh!” Jiang Yanli exclaims. “Pardon me, Jin-gongzi. Yuanyuan, let go of his hair.”
The baby—Yuanyuan, Jiang-guniang said—does not let go. Instead, he winds his tiny fists around the end of the chain and pulls it towards his mouth.
“Bu!” he shrieks, when Jin Zixuan tries to free himself. Unnerved, Zixuan drops his hand and edges a little closer; he hates listening to babies’ cries, and this baby’s crying kept their regiment from sleep on so many nights that most of the Jin cultivators refuse to go anywhere near him.
Jiang-guniang reaches up and pries Yuanyuan’s left hand open. But the minute she reaches for the right one, the left hand clamps back down on Jin Zixuan’s hair.
“I’ll just give it to him. I’ve got others,” Jin Zixuan squeaks, his face burning. “It won’t take long, Lady Jiang.”
He detaches the guan and its six gold chains from his bun, letting his long dark hair fall free, and then he puts it back up with a spare hairpin and gives his guan to the baby.
“Here,” he says, and then, when she opens her mouth to thank him:
“It was no trouble,” Zixuan blurts out. “It’s just a guan, and he’s only a baby.”
Jiang Yanli gives him a kind smile and steps past him, heading towards the house where Wei Wuxian is convalescing.
But Wei Yuan, apparently unsatisfied with the peony chains now that they were his and not Zixuan’s, wriggles up and hangs the guan over Jiang Yanli’s ear.
“Pitty,” he coos, rubbing his tiny cheek against hers.
In that very moment, the sun emerges from behind a veil of rosy clouds; and when it falls upon Jiang Yanli, the light strikes the golden peony blossoms in her hair, and fills her big eyes with a gentle fire that nearly brings Jin Zixuan to his knees.
“Mianmian,” he gasps, after he staggers back to the Jins’ guest compound and collapses on the floor by his bed. “Mianmian, I need help. I love Jiang-guniang, I do—even if her affections for me have faded. I won’t press her—I could never press her, even if I had not disrespected her so in the past. But if I have the slightest, slimmest chance, then maybe—”
Mianmian looks supremely unimpressed.
“Get up,” she sighs, a little while later. “Very well, I’ll help you.”
Jin Zixuan bolts upright. “Then you think she might accept me?”
“Why do you think I told you to stay away from her?” scolds Mianmian. “If she’d learned her lesson after that business with the soup, I wouldn’t have bothered. I warned you off for her sake, Zixuan, because Jiang-guniang still loves you.”
Jin Zixuan gawks at her, wonderstruck, and bursts into tears.
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lilapplesheadcannons · 10 months
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Lan Qiren: Wangji, I will be busy this evening with a discussion conference. You'll have to go to bed without your bedtime guqin music.
4-year-old Lan Wangji: Shufu is...evil? Shufu is unyielding? Shufu is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little qiankun pouch and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in Cloud Recess.
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teanshan · 3 months
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i think the biggest takeaway from this chapter is that mo guan shan is very loved 🩷✨
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th3e-m4ng0 · 1 year
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he's very excited to tell stories
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cujohcaps · 1 year
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empyrean’s touch pv
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Modern equivalent of the most eligible cultivator thing is a poll (probably made by Nie Huaisang) and right after the final results go live Wei Wuxian leaves an incredibly detailed rant in the comments about how Lan Wangji should be ranked number one and everyone that chose Xichen over him is a coward that just can't handle a hot person being a little mean (no homo)
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