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Fear and Hunger comic based on the game mechanic where the Girl will throw herself in front of you.......Makes me burst into tears so I had to try and make you guys burst into tears about it too
TW child death, limb loss, blood
Or, Lan Qiren’s mid-life crisis’ vacation
Based loosely off the headcanons of @robininthelabyrinth
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Who is this sassy.. lost child?
I can now recreate most of chapter 8!!! / bonus features below the cut / follow for more cool stuff
modern fantasy au where wwx, drunk and alone on his birthday, accidentally gatecrashes a gathering for cultivational sects, mistaking it for some xianxia-slash-asian-mythology-themed halloween party for the obscenely rich, and accidentally seduces-slash-instant-engaged to the second son of the dragon lan clan
Wei Ying stumbles across a crack in the pavement hard enough to jar him into a brief bout of sobriety. Which is a good thing, because now that he’s not stuck in a drunken stupor, he finally notices that he does not know where the fuck he is.
Gone are the apartment blocks ridden with budget-zombies, dollar-store vampires and other fictional characters running around for candies. And instead of storefronts with cotton cobwebs or pumpkin cutouts, there’s only a stretch of tall walls on either side of him, with ceramic roof tiles like those in traditional Buddhist temples.
Maybe he’d wandered deep in the alleys of Chinatown somehow? Well, that at least explains the distinct lack of racist idiots slurring, “konnichiwa” at him and asking for photos of him in his “nice kimono.”
The narrow path before him twists and turns seemingly at random. Wei Ying’s pretty sure the last corner should have led him in a circle. Instead, it spits him out of a moon door and onto a wide avenue lined with lanterns.
Across from him are giant traditional wooden gates, “Cloud Recesses” emblazoned in fine calligraphy on the plaque above it. The buzz of people talking and traditional Chinese music fills the air, the promise of merry-making from within like a beckon.
What to do now, Wei Ying?
The night is still young, especially by Wei Ying’s standards. He’s lost with no clue how to get to the nearest bus stop, let alone go all the way to his shoebox apartment with the unpaid bills. And here’s a party with people who remind him of his childhood home, where nobody knows him (probably) and he can fuck around for one night with no consequences.
What to do now, Wei Ying?
Wei Ying shrugs, tosses his empty bottle of cheap beer, and walks inside.
It’s a party straight out of Crazy Rich Asian - halloween edition. Or well, xianxia-slash-East-Asian-Mythology themed. Even in his black and red hanfu, Wei Ying finds he still stands out because where his are obviously cheap Taobao knock-off, theirs are clearly legit – made of exquisite silks and golden embroidery. And that’s just for those dressed as cultivators.
As he edges his way along the courtyard, an honest-to-god realistic looking asian dragon animatronic lands on the other side of the courtyard... next to a handful of peacocks and a qilin – or a lion, dressed as a qilin? Wei Ying pauses and looks around, half-certain he’s trespassed onto the set of a period drama. Except there are no cameras in sight, and no harried looking PAs or severe looking security guys have told him off, so.
Wei Ying traipses over to the buffet table, filled with all kinds of rice cakes and dimsum and pastries. He snags a couple of lotus paste mooncakes and nearly moans at the taste. Still, his eyes are trained on the real prize: fancy porcelain jugs of wine. The fine calligraphy on each bottle writes Emperor’s Smile and it certainly tastes heavenly. Wei Ying doesn’t even bother with the tiny cups; he just grabs two bottles before entering the fray.
He raises a fair few confused looks at first, but Wei Ying is a natural charmer, and with a few quips and jokes, he soothes any feathers he might’ve ruffled – which at times are quite literal. Wei Ying’s almost sure those peacock feathers are real, and likely not entirely legal.
It’s while he’s trading laughs with a guy dressed as a cultivator – with far more elaborate robes that are at least tastefully embroidered – that he spots him.
For a drunken moment, he almost thinks that Lan Zhan’s flirting back at him.
Wei Ying laughs. “Aiyo, no need to be so modest! I’ve seen my fair share of pretty faces, so believe me when I say you easily top all of them. You’re that gorgeous.”
“I am not.”
“Agree to disagree then.” Wei Ying snickers at Lan Zhan’s audible huff.
i really really want more modern cultivation au secret genius wei wuxian who just drops mind-blowing revolutionary theories and innovations anonymously under a stupid ass middle school pen name like yLlingla0zuxX
WWX regularly adds scans of primary source cultivation manuscripts to his zotero. Some of his references are super obscure. GrandArchivist is impressed.
ohmygod yes. Absolutely. This is in fact GrandArchivist's primary argument for why he believes yLlingla0zuxX is not some teenager, because no teenager could possibly know of these obscure primary materials, let alone understand them and add to them for the cultivation ver. of the Grand Theory of Everything.
Sometimes, in family dinners, one might even get the feeling that LQ eats just a tad faster than usual, if only to then start on some tangent and then settle in for heavy duty shop talk with WWX. Before long, LXC and LWJ get into the habit of clearing off the remains of dinner very very speedily, before manuscripts and rolls, and printouts and papers take over the table.
jane fonda got arrested the third week in a row at climate change protests. this time with ted danson
Legends only
For everyone complaining about how these two can get arrested and it won’t affect their careers, you’re right. It most likely won’t hurt their careers. That’s why they keep going out and doing it. They’re using their platform to their advantage. They’re both white, of an older generation, and famous enough to be recognized. They’re holding their generation accountable and making an effort to show up and enforce change. This isn’t them advertising a TV show or some bs, they’re there to help
This is a very good way to use your privilege.
Jane Fonda has been involved in protest since the America Vietnam war
Jane Fonda’s activism did, in fact, hurt her career, and she’s out there risking it all again. She wasn’t just involved in protest since the Vietnam war (tho that is what did her career the most damage, some lawmakers were actually calling for her to be tried for treason over it)
She was already under government surveillance before that for her support of the Black Panthers and her show of solidarity with two separate first nations re-occupations (Fort Lawton and Alcatraz).
She’s not being silly or doing a bit or pulling a PR stunt. She’s just not letting the cops scare her. Because this is far from her first rodeo.
Jane Fonda’s mugshot from Nov. 3, 1970.
She was arrested on trumped-up drug smuggling charges, which an officer later admitted was their only way of booking her because god damn Nixon wanted her arrested for her anti-Vietnam War activism. The FBI and the CIA, and the NSA had been surveilling her for months without her knowledge.
If there is any celebrity whose activism is not empty lip service, it’s Jane fucking Fonda.
Me, complaining about having a body: I have to hydrate it. Like a fucking raisin.
Aiden: ...we don't hydrate raisins. They'd just...be grapes.
Me: WELL I COULDNT THINK OF ANOTHER DRIED FRUIT, AIDEN. RAISINS WERE IN THE CABINET.
rehydrating dried fruits is known to be a way to add extra flavor to all kinds of foods. rehydrate dried cherries, then use the liquid to cook couscous. soak dried apricots in brandy, cook em in a tart, make a glaze with the leftover brandy.
rehydrate the raisin of your self and drink the fortified liquid left over.
consumption of the self has never sounded so delish
sometimes you gotta say "eat me" at yourself
I rehydrate raisins in rum and use it to make icecream
This was originally created for my benefit, but I've posted enough fics on tumblr (and elsewhere) that it might help others too. Some fics are in the process of being edited before posting. There are a lot.
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Okay, but have we thought about face blind LWJ recognising MXY as WWX the moment he sees him? Not by his looks, but by the familiar way he moves.
Since he was young, LWJ had only been able to differentiate people by their clothing, their motions, their little tells. He knew this made him deficient in some way, though for the most part he ignored it. He wasn't interested in other people to begin with. It was enough to have his mother near, a woman who was unforgettable for her warm hands and soft hugs. LWJ's mother smelled of sweet perfume and sounded like pure joy when she laughed. He loved her with his entire heart.
But then his mother was gone, and he was left alone with only his brother beside him - a brother who, if seen without his disciple uniform, was unrecognisable in his eyes. Suddenly, being unable to remember others became much lonelier.
Sometimes my grandmother just comes up to me and starts gossiping in her native tongue, and all I can do really is stand there blinking like some kind of idiot until she remembers I have basically a toddler's level of comprehension of said language. This can take upwards of half an hour in some cases. Often, it doesn't happen at all. So like...that, but LQR with WWX.
When WWX married into the influential Lan family, he'd known things would change in the near future. He just didn't expect them to become this level of complicated! He'd expected to be forced into designer suits, maybe even to be put through etiquette lessons. Never in his wildest dreams could he have conceived...this!
Before him stood his husband's uncle - his new uncle - speaking about...something? Honestly, WWX was trying to listen but the old man just talked so fast. Too fast!
Lqr: WWX, you're a modern fellow. Have you ever heard of the slang term 'yeet'? One of my students...
Wwx: 😅😅😅
The time has come for use to evolve as a fandom.
The great predator hadn’t moved.
Lan Wangji stood still at the edge of the herd, head held high and scanning for any approaching predator while the others feasted on the lush spring growth, his eyes returning to the sleeping Tyrannosaur.
Like the day before, he didn’t alert on the threat.
Two days ago his sharp eyes had spotted the mass laying low to the ground and thought it a rock until it heaved in a breath, then it resolved into a great, muscular torso and a wedge-shaped head full of teeth.
Lan Wangji had sounded the alarm then, stamping his feet and curving his body to make a shield as the Lan herd shrunk into a protective mass. Larger and a purer white than any other, a trait that had nearly seen him picked off and devoured as a hatching, but now drew the eyes of ambitious or lazy predators away from the speckled blue herd he’d sworn to protect, luring them into a battle with what they assumed was a sickly diplodocus, easy pickings.
Lan Wangji was not weak however. Far from it. He’d survived to grow into one of the biggest and strongest despite the weakness of being born white in a dappled forest.
No attack had come, no movement at all.
Gradually, the herd had relaxed out of it’s defensive knot and Lan Qiren had lead them all to the next field over.
At last, tense, ready for an ambush, Lan Wangji decided he had to know and strode forward, spines stiffened and ready to swing with the full might of his tail, but even as he towered over it, the Tyrannosaur did not move. It lived, by it’s breath, but there was a nauseously sweet scent to him Lan Wangji found when he dared to dip close enough to scent.
Infection.
One black eye had squinted open, but no snap came. No lunge for the length of his neck. Instead there was a pitiable groan and a weak shuffle away from him.
“Get lost.” The other dinosaur whispered, closing his eye again and slumping deeper into the leaf litter he’d fallen onto.
Quite literally fallen, Lan Wangji suspected as he traced the scent of infection to an open wound on the Tyrannosaur’s leg.
He should go. Leave the injured predator to die as he’d clearly laid down to do. A bipedal with a lame leg was doomed to death after all. Doubly so for a carnivore who needed to hunt down prey.
It had been days since Lan Wangji had spotted him. Probably some days longer than that that he’d actually laid there. This area of forest had seemed unusually calm and safe from the moment they arrived as they passed north for the spring migration. His brother had gladly thanked the heavens for the bout of good luck, but now Lan Wangji suspected the reason for their tranquil grazing. This was without doubt this Tyrannosaur’s personal territory; free, for now, from any other great carnivore.
Lan Wangji had had many encounters with this dinosaur’s kin. Bore scars on his hide and his heart from battles won and loved ones lost. None would blame him even if he trampled the him to an earlier death.
Instead, he slipped away from the herd when his time at the edge should have ended and instead followed the dangerous scent of blood and death to a fresh carcass being sliced open under the curving claws of a much, much smaller carnivore. One easily sent fleeing in horror at Lan Wangji’s great size.
The taste of blood on his tongue was as wretched as he anticipated, but, grimly determined, Lan Wangji carried the mostly-intact carcass between his teeth and dropped it at the Tyrannosaur’s snout.
His nostrils flaired, once, twice, then his head rolled.
Lan Wangji watched his head tip, mouth parting to reveal the massive killing teeth as he tore into the meal from a prone position, too weak even to push upright. Carefully, Lan Wangji nudged a bit of bloodied mess closer to him, then headed off.
This valley was rich in vegetation of all kinds. Soon enough, he found the leaves that sucked out infection.
The Tyrannosaur was properly awake when he returned.
“What are you doing pretty diplodocus? Don’t you know I eat your kind.” he said as Lan Wangji began carefully laying the leaves on his wound.
“I am aware.” Lan Wangji said, eyeing the claws that so easily dug deep gouges in the earth when he thrashed at the stinging medicine.
“Don’t you think it would be better to let me die? If I get up again I’ll come hunt your little ones you know.”
He did know, but even so, the Tyrannosaur was too pitiable and this slow, lingering sort of death to lonely and sad. Lan Wangji would save his life for now, then fight him to protect his own if that became necessary.
“Hey.” The Tyrannosaur called out. “Aren’t you worried? I’m very dangerous you know.”
“Not right now.” Lan Wangji pointed out.
“So you think.” he said, snapping his teeth with a crack that made the air shake.
Lan Wangji stood firm.
“Very well then, why have you not killed me? You took the meat I brought you readily enough, so you hunger and wish to survive. I am a far better meal. Why have your teeth not taken my throat?”
“Because you are white.”
Lan Wangji blinked, then noticed suddenly that the Tyrannosaur before him was completely and utterly black. From the tip of his tail to the soft ends of the glossy feathers at his neck, there was not hint of the browns or muted colors. He was as black as Lan Wangji was white and would be nearly as unsafe in the world for it without tremendous strength and skill of his own.
“How were you injured?” Lan Wangji asked.
“A fight.” The Tyrannosaur said, then carried on in a way that said he did not want to discuss it. “Tell me, pretty diplodocus, what is your name?”
“Lan Zhan. Courtesy, Wangji.”
“Lan Zhan. Well then Lan Zhan, this one is Wei Ying, courtesy WuXian. Until the time I have to kill you, it is a pleasure to meet you.”
Lan Wangji huffed, unafraid at the baring of teeth. What a foolish Tyrannosaur, to play at being a villain when he’d just said in nearly so many words that he’d had not wish to harm him from the start. Daring to be bold enough to press the tip of his snout the the edge of the wound as he laid the next leaf, Lan Wangji gave Wei WuXian a pointedly satisfied look when there was no resulting snap or swipe.
A moment too late, Wei WuXian wriggled in a way entirely too ridiculous to be threatening.
Lan Wangji laid another leaf.
“What’s this then?” Wei WuXian asked with another shake.
“Leaves that drain poisons. Once the puss has drained, the wound can heal. You only have to keep up your strength until then.”
“And you intend to nurse me? Ply me with medicine and morsels of food until I’m well enough to eat you and yours? Why?”
“Dying this way...it is a bad way to die.” He knew. It was how his father had gone.
“Just for that?” he said at a whisper. “You’re too good. Much too good. As upstanding and pure of heart as your hide is white.”
“Rest,” Lan Wangji commanded as he finished the leaf wrap. “I will return.”
Days passed. Wei WuXian revived under a steady diet of small kills Lan Wangji stole from nearby hunts. His wound cleared. Lan Wangji felt quiet triumph when he pushed himself up with his short forelimbs to stand, wobbly, on his two feet and limp around the glade.
Soon, he was setting out in hunts to better feed himself.
Curious, Lan Wangji trailed him a few times, even helped by spooking prey with his heavy feet or cutting them off by barring their escape with the wall of his great size. He did not go often however. He did not like the blood, though he accepted it as the necessity it was, and Wei WuXian politely pointed out his heavy feet made it very difficult to sneak up on the better meals.
Indeed, Wei WuXian’s feet were light on the ground. Even limping, he was as quiet as the wind as he passed through the grass.
Instead he readied leaves to redress to his healing wound after what he’d laid was inevitably dislodged. The healthier he got, the more petulantly he whined and carried on about the sting and the scent and the itch and the misery of it all. Against every rational sense or logic, Lan Wangji found himself charmed.
When at last the time came that Wei WuXian was well enough, the two stood opposite each other.
“Will you eat me now?” Lan Wangji asked, already knowing the answer.
“No. Not you Lan Zhan. What will you do if I chose to hunt your kin? I know they are nearby.”
“Then I will fight you.”
Wei WuXian’s head dipped down, gaze pinned between his clawed feet.
“I don’t want to fight you Lan Zhan.”
“Then do not. Come with me.”
His head shot up.
“What?! Come with you? To a herd of diplodocus?”
“I have seen you can resist them from this close. I have seen you live on anything but me and mine. I have seen no struggle in you. Come with me.”
“Lan Zhan, you-”
Without further word, Lan Wangji turned and began to make his way back to his herd. A moment later, whisper-soft steps drew alongside him, picking up to a jog so Wei WuXian could be even with his head.
“Hey, hey, Lan Zhan, look at me!”
Lan Wangji looked and saw Wei WuXian’s toothy grin, felt the subtle, low vibration of one of his happy rumbles and felt content.
When he breached the treeline with a full grown Tyrannosaur at his side, the herd shrieked and cowered and his uncle bellowed loudly, but in the end, they saw his logic.
What predator would dare harm them with Wei WuXian at their side?
They called him crazy, but Lan Wangji knew they would soon agree because Wei WuXian was wrong, it wasn’t Lan Wangji that was good, it was him.
This is by far the best thing ever!
this needs more notes right now
I shouldn’t be laughing this much
harry potter starts a youtube channel and all of his videos are called like:
“STORY TIME: I WAS A TEENAGE CHOSEN ONE”
“BABYSITTING MY FRIEND’S WEIRD DEAD HORSE (INVISIBLE)”
“THERE ARE DARK WIZARDS TRYING TO KILL ME BUT ONLY THREE PEOPLE KNOW ABOUT MY HOUSE”
would like to add to this post and say that harry is uploading these videos to standard muggle youtube. people see this kind of scruffy, obviously Fucked Up kid rambling nonsense into his deskptop camera and just think he is really really good at shitposting
Harry, *filming himself with one hand, throwing raw meat at a seemingly empty space with the other*: “So anyways, you guys probably can’t see him through the camera lens but this weird fuck belongs to my best friend Luna who can’t actually take care of him right now because she’s out riding drag- er, um she’s on vacation in Romania so I have to do it. Um, the only reason I can see him is because I watched my close friend get murdered by an evil wizard when I was fourteen which, by the way, was around the same time I started to think I might be gay. Anyone else?”
Teens on tumblr who have no idea he’s being completely serious: “This is the only man alive who truly Gets me.”
Hermione finds out about his channel because someone she went to primary school with posts it to Facebook and then she marathons his entire channel overnight to make sure he’s not going to get arrested for breaking the statute of secrecy
Hot Take: they can’t arrest him for jackshit because Hermione shows them Muggle memes and demonstrates that the Youtube audience legitimately has no reason to believe he’s anything but an elaborate shitposter.
Slughorn:let me tell you the story of the kid who survived and killed the dark lord who was in this exact class where i teach him the most important part of potions
Muggleborn:cool cool
Slughorn:Harry Potter
Muggleborn: THE FREAKIN YOUTUBER
“you’re telling me….the person in the most important political position in the entirety of the british wizarding world….an esteemed member of the wizengamot…the prime fucking minister…is that lady who once punched a ferret?”
Hermione would have made a wonderful Slytherin. Fiiiiiiiiiiiic iiiiiiit!
The reason Hermoine isn’t a Slytherin is because she believes every time that what she’s doing is right. Not good for her. Not convenient. Not simply contributing to her goals. But she believes, with a whole-hearted conviction, that her choices are objectively right, fitting, and just. That’s why she doesn’t flinch. It’s one thing to think you’re doing something because it serves your ends, or its necessary. It’s another to have the burning conviction that the thing you’re about to do, no matter how heinous it might seem, is morally sound and just.
Slytherins know they’re justifying their means to get their ends. Gryffindors believe that every means they employ are just. Hermoine is a crusader knight with a wand, and doesn’t care what the collateral damage is so long as she is just in her destruction.
This is why Gryffindors are infinitely more dangerous than Slytherins. Slytherins serve their interests, and revise their plans when their interests aren’t served. They deal in reality. That’s what ambition is. But Gryffindors will march a bloody path down to the gates of hell if they are convicted of the moral necessity and justice of it, casualties be damned.
There was also the time she basically tried to set Snape on fire
my second grade teacher tried to gently break the news to my mom that I couldn't read at a parent-teacher conference lol. she's all like "I know this is hard to hear but she's very behind I'm sorry" mom comes home and is like NIA! EXPLAIN THIS!! I'm like mooooooom those baby books at school are so bo-RING! 😂
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many years ago, I had a meeting with my God son’s teacher, she was worried about his speech development bc according to her “he NEVER speaks”, I asked him - “Gabo, what’s going on?” he looked up from his book & calmly said “ Oh I just don’t have anything to say to that woman”
I had the exact same thing happen when I was a kid; my kindergarten teacher swore up and down that I was completely illiterate, cause I'd take the baby books in the classroom, flip through them, then never touch any of them again. My parents kept informing her that no, seriously, the kid can read, the kid is reading full chapter books on their own, of course they don't give a shit about See Spot Run
Teacher continued to insist they were wrong and in denial about their kid being illiterate. She throws such a shit fit over the matter that the principal has to get involved, and I am brought to his office for a specific literacy test in front of him, my teacher, and a parent. they expected my mother to show up, on account of it being 2004. Mom has a full time job doing something sciency at the pulp mill, and no time for this nonsense. Dad runs a small construction company, and absolutely has time for this nonsense. We're off to a good start already.
Teacher is very smug about this, fully expecting me to once again prove my complete dumbassery. My daycare was attached to the school, and that's allowed me to build a reputation in advance. I'm that one kid that slammed their own head into a windowsill for unclear reasons, then failed to understand why adults were concerned about the blood pouring down my face. I've accidentally wounded myself so many times that my incident folder needed to be expanded. There is significant evidence for me being a dumbass of epic proportions.
Unfortunately for my teacher, I'm also a dumbass who can read.
I am handed a book. It is a picture book about an elephant. I refuse the book, because I find it boring and patronizing. I have no idea what we're all doing here, and nobody has made any real effort to explain the situation to me. The teacher looks triumphant. The principal winces.
Dad persuades me to just read the dumb book out loud. I begrudgingly comply.
I tear through the entire thing in about a minute, then throw it aside in disgust.
Dad was prepared for this moment. He is here to produce maximum chaos. The principal and teacher are still trying to understand what the fuck just happened, when Dad produces a different book and hands it me. He suggests I read a chapter of that to everyone.
I take the book, and happily begin reading Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
The principal is giving the teacher an unimpressed Look. The teacher is torn between wanting to strangle me, and wanting to strangle my dad. My dad is 6'3, which means neither option is very appealing. Neither staff member was emotionally prepared for a five year old to break out a novel. Dad has been arguing about this for weeks now. He is enjoying the vindication. He helpfully informs the principal that I've already finished the first two books, and am eagerly awaiting my older sibling being done with book three so I can start reading it.
The principal, now looking very tired, suggests that maybe I should go back to class now.
The teacher hates me with a passion and vengeance for the rest of the year. I am an autistic five year old, and therefor completely oblivious to it. I remain unaware of this entire story until my parents explain it to me as a teenager.
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💖 The Ballad of Hanguang-Jun and The Yiling Patriarch by Theladyofravenclaw (T, 40k, wangxian, JC/WQ, burial mounds settlement days, fix-it of sorts, musical theater au, misunderstandings, outsider pov)
Reliving Memoirs (重温回忆录) by xxwylzwangxian (Not rated, 167k, wangxian, canonical character death, canon-typical violence, hurt/comfort, drama, romance, homophobia, character development, dark past, BAMF wangxian, not friendly for a lot of characteres, WIP)
The Past and the Future Watching Together by sky34red (Not rated, 3k, wangxian, LXC & LWJ, WIP)
Second Chances by Stay_4Ever_18 (Not Rated, 51k, WIP, WangXian, XuanLi, ChengQing, Time Travel Fix-It, Angst, Attempt at Humor)
A smile that hid the pain by Raven2398 (M, 12k, WIP, WangXian, XiCheng, HuaLian, watching the series, Characters Watching the Show, Fluff, Protective LWJ, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Fix-It, Implied/Referenced Abuse, YZY Bashing)
Past MDZS watch the future by Charcharnatsu (G, 6k, WIP, WangXian, Time Travel, Watching the Show, Characters Watch/Read Canon, Characters Watching Their Series, MDZS characters watching Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Aᴍᴏʀ sɪɴ ғɪɴ (AU MDZS, Viaje en el tiempo) by ADN_98 (G, 139k, WIP, WangXian, Spanish Fic, Time Travel AU, Gran maestro de la cultivación demoníaca, characters watching their show, Golden Core Reveal, Golden Core Transfer, Characters Watch/Read Canon/Fanon)
Раскрытые сожаления by Freyra (Not Rated, 33k, WIP, WangXian, Russian Fic, XuanLi, Golden Core Reveal, Golden Core Transfer, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Everyone ships wangxian, we stan fanboy wrh, Protective JYL, Fierce Corpse WN, Characters Watching Their Series, Fluff and Angst, Fix-It, Scum Villain References, Post-Canon, JC is So Done, Yúnmèng Siblings Dynamics, I am warning you in advance everyone is ooc, Characters Watching the Show)
Lost Dimensions - MDZS Reacts by SkyDownBelow (M, 71k, WIP, WangXian, ZhuiLing, XiCheng, XuanLi, WangXian Get a Happy Ending Soft WangXian, Yunmeng Bros Reconciliation, JCGets a Hug, LWJ Has Feelings, Good Kid LSZ, LSZ’s WangXian’s Child, Characters Listening To Songs, Watching the Show, Characters React, Past and Future React, OCs are in the first five chapters, Protective LJY, LJY is a Little Shit, LJY is older, BAMF WWX, Hurt WWX, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Past Child Abuse, Bad Parent YZY, JFM Has Faults, Naive XXC, Canonical Character Death - WWX, This is in the past though)
mdzs au watch the original mdzs by Charcharnatsu (Not Rated, 7k, WIP, WangXian, JFM & YZY Bashing, Bad Parents JFM and YZY, WWX Needs a Hug, Characters Watching Their Series, Characters Watch/Read Canon, MDZS characters watching Mo Dao Zu Shi, Depressed WWX)
Ridiculous viewing by Taekook9597WangXian (T, 1k, WangXian, glimpse of future, past react to future, Characters Watching the Series)
Changing the Fate by 1319nimika (T, 54k, WIP, WangXian, XiCheng, XuanLi, QingJue, Fluff, Smut, Mutual Pining)
READING THE NOVEL -
🧡 Reading Mo Dao Zu Shi by Athane (M, 125k, WIP, WangXian, Post Canon, Spoilers for Novel, Angst, Fluff, Canon relationships)
A Glimpse Of Our Next Life by TimeToRead112 (Not Rated, 5k, WangXian, Time travel, Implied sexual content, Dimensional travel, Light angst, Mutual pining)
🧡 Switched by shorimochi (Not Rated, 95k, YiZhan, WangXian, WWX & XZ Body swap, Dimensional travel, Humor, Light angst, Misunderstandings) (WWX reads the novel after getting switched with XZ and reacts differently to things when switched back)
What Your Heart Desires by pupeez4eva (M, 7k, WangXian, Humor, Crack, WWX is reborn in the modern world after his first death, where the MDZS novel exists, WWX becoming VERY well acquainted with the whole novel)
Redesign by yllzdefender (T, 5k, WIP, WangXian, WWX in WWX’s Body, Jiāng Family Bashing, JC Needs a Hug, YZY Bashing, JFM Bashing, LQR Metaphorically Qì-Deviates, Established WangXian, BAMF LWJ, BAMF WWX, Protective WQ, Protective WN, Time Travel Fix-It, Canon Compliant, Good Uncle LQR, Original Character(s), genderfluid WWX, not Jiang friendly)
Wei WuXian returning in Mo XuanYu's body but he is still a member of the Jin clan and did the ritual without anyone knowing
Now Wei WuXian has to pretend to be him and has to deal with Lan WangJi visiting the same day he came back
suddenly mxy is very intolerant towards his peers being creeps or abusive and everyone's like "damn ok"
jgy: when did he grow a backbone...*shrugs* good for him ig he's learning *secretly a bit salty cuz this makes his plans a bit messy so he has to change them*
lwj is not sus at all until he is passing one of the rooms w/ his brother while there for some reason or another and hears wwx humming wangxian as he is in the midst of passing
he has never invaded someone's room and so quickly
wwx is startled and doesn't know why he barged in cuz all he was doing was putting up his hair and humming
wwx pov: i wasn't being sus wtf...
lwj pov: wei ying wei ying wei ying wei ying-
and then lxc is just awkwardly standing in the doorway wondering why his brother acted possessed for 5 seconds and barged into someone's room and 2) why he's suddenly so happy and attached to who jgy said is a very nervous half-brother of jin guangyao/zixuan but has oddly been less nervous than usual.
lxc pov: has my brother found someone who he likes as much as wwx?
i just got permission to officially add this to my project list ✍(◔◡◔) ❤✨
it will likely take me a lot of time to get to it cuz i'd like to add a lot of mxy experiences into it and dont wanna spoil GOM
not sure how long the project will be but i'd like to do a few chapters probably
I'm very inclined to see a vinegar-soaked lwj as well which i believe i can get in this situation ( ⓛ ω ⓛ *)
also viciously protective lwj heheheh
What should i name it?
i instinctually wanna name it Salt & Vinegar cuz it makes me laugh but i should make a good name lmao
*hand goes crazy in jinlintai*
nie huaisang: oh no who did that *watches it wreck the entire building* oh what a shame. the horror
