#onion boy jiang cheng

[ecccentrick]

I read with mine own eyes within tags of a post that people that don't like Jiang Cheng don't like/can't handle complex characters/antagonists.

Babe. Schnookum. Sweet summer child. Jiang Cheng fans turning him into a one-dimensional sad boy misunderstood tsundere is one reason I can't stand him! The main reason, in fact! Are there bashing fics out there that can be unreasonable? Yes. But a lot of them just happen to include his canon characteristics. Or swerve into his canon traits heavily because people uwu poor meow meow him. It's heard to find a long wangxian fic without him being sold as that, often at the expense of wangxian.

I know he's complex! He has layers, like an onion. As mxtx intended. Each one more insecure than the last. His complexes have complexes. I know this. He's already written to be insufferable, but what's more annoying is that insufferable-ness being erased or changed into a different type of insufferable.

Jiang Cheng has been turned into the fandom OC/self insert. There's at least one in every single fandom I've been in. Normally, I wouldn't complain, but there are people who will defend this OC/self insert and what headcanons they've decided are true to the death, harassing those who prefer their characters with a little canon. At this point, I'm just astonished at how willfully blind the stans allow themselves to be. Like horses that need their eyes covered to not get spooked by passing cars.

Well, whatever, I guess. I might as well be speaking to a brick wall. This is tumblr, at the end of the day.

#canon jiang cheng #anti jiang cheng #i guess #mdzs

[wangxianficrecs]

Follower Recs

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Hello! I would like to recommend three wonderful fics that brought me so much joy i wish to share it with the whole world: (coming out of my cage & i’m doing just fine by dirgewithoutmusic) [fic about wen ning, who he is and what was made of him, left me with so much love for this boy]; (and tomorrow comes by dirgewithoutmusic) [5+1 fic about wei ying, with food as a metaphor for love]; (space, skin, muscle, bone by tombenough_and_continent) [modern setting, where wwx and lwj are ballet dancers and meet when are cast to perform Matthew Bourne’s Swan Lake, lwj as the swan and wwx as the prince. it's heartwrenching and so so so beautiful, their takes on the play and how much it means to them gives a lot of emotion to the fic, i find myself rereading it every once in a while, just to feed the soul]

coming out of my cage & i'm doing just fine

by digerwithoutmusic (T, 2.4k, wen ning & wen qing, wen ning & wei wuxian)

Summary: Sometimes men are knives. Sometimes they wield them. 

Wen Ning had never wanted to be a knife. He had wanted to be a boy, and then a man. He had wanted his sister not to worry, to never be afraid. He had wanted to be strong enough that she wouldn’t search for bruises under his skin or sleep restless at his bedside through fevered nights. 

He did not think he would ever bruise again. He would not heal again, never watch purpled and yellowed flesh fade back to flushed, whole skin. He would never wake to her hand cooling his forehead. 

Wen Ning would just go find a little river, after bad fights, and wash himself off gently. He’d sew himself up, a stitch at a time, and tell himself that because the pain felt different now it didn’t count as pain at all. 

and tomorrow comes

by digerwithoutmusic (G, 1.9k, wangxian, wei wuxian & jiang cheng, wei wuxian & lan sizhui, lan sizhui & wen ning)

Summary: Five Times Wei Wuxian Was Hungry + Once When He Was Not

It was Wei Ying’s favorite spot to scrounge. The morning’s cook cut the vegetables carelessly-- there was always a good few mouthfuls to gnaw off the cabbage and radish ends, the onions and peppers. He remembered having roasted potatoes before, with his mother and father, but it was hard lighting fires. And as soon as things started smelling good, other people came, or dogs.

Raw potatoes though-- they were barely sweet, crisp, and grainy. He chewed them more for entertainment than because they filled him up. He’d gotten a good instinct for which mouthfuls went the longest ways. Some things stuck to the ribs.

Wei Ying curled up in a different hollow each night, a different rooftop or alley or meadow or tree, and ran his fingers over the curved ridges of his ribs. He counted them and thought of his mother teaching him arithmetic, moving little twigs and stones into place beside a fire.

space, skin, muscle, bone

by tombenough_and_continent (T, 23k, wangxian)

Summary: One of the first things Wei Wuxian’s new co-star said to him was “this show isn’t a gay love story.”

Vignettes of Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian performing Matthew Bourne’s Swan Lake, not in order

#follower recs #wangxian fic rec #wangxian #the untamed #we haven't read this yet

[a-very-fond-farewell]

JC: “stop being so damn competitive. I fought in a war too!”

WWX:

#mdzs #cql #mo dao zu shi #the untamed #wei wuxian #wwx #onion boy jiang cheng #[*edited tags*] #[peeps...its a joke. i love jc with all my useless heart but. this is a joke on how competitive they are as siblings] #[i know theres a lot to unpack in their relationship as family but like..this is a shitpost.] #[everything is fine. chill out. stop screaming.] #[ily] #[bye]

[stiltonbasket]

In which Wei Wuxian needs a break, Jiang Cheng is smitten, and Xiao Xingchen finally makes his way to a safe haven.

Unfortunately for Wei Wuxian, twenty-five-year-old father of two and co-owner of Lotus Pier Bakery, his days always start at four o’clock in the morning. 

Right after his alarm rings, he showers (sometimes) brushes his teeth (if he remembers to) and combs his hair (if he can’t get away with wrangling it into a messy braid, which works for three days out of every five) before stumbling down the stairs to the kitchen, where he spends the next two hours mixing pastry dough and preparing enormous rows of stuffed baozi. After the buns and pastries are done—and pastry is always finicky, even for him—he takes out his pans of bread dough and bakes until his hands are numb from kneading and mixing, right before whipping up a sponge batter and making four different flavors of cake with it: plain, chocolate, a green tea sponge that is ridiculously popular despite only smelling like tea (though it’s still a good cake, as proven by his sister’s fondness for it) and strawberry. He also puts on a pot of lotus and pork rib soup, since the bakery serves meals during lunch and provides a free cup of soup with every order.

At seven-thirty, he hears the sleepy sounds of his brother moving about on the second floor, going about his own preparations for the day. Jiang Cheng’s morning responsibilities include getting himself ready, making sure Wei Wuxian’s six-year-old-son (an actual ray of sunshine, brought to life in the shape of a boy called Wen Yuan) is dressed and packed for school, and giving baby Xiao-Yu his first bottle before the breakfast rush begins. 

Wei Wuxian’s children are utter delights, though, so he counts that part as one of the many privileges that come with being an uncle to the two most precious baby boys in the world. 

“There’s also A-Ling,” Jiang Cheng says grumpily, when he comes down with shaving foam still stuck to his ears and A-Yu wriggling in his arms. “And I don’t have to change his diapers, Wei Wuxian.”

“It’s only once a day,” Wei Wuxian coaxes. He grabs the baby from Jiang Cheng and gives him a smacking kiss on the nose, his heart melting all over again as Xiao-Yu tries to imitate him and ends up licking his face instead. “How’s the most perfect baby in the universe doing today, baobei?”

Xiao-Yu only babbles at him, since he only just passed his tenth-month birthday and can’t really manage speech outside of the occasional “baba,” (directed at Wei Wuxian, of course) or the odd “mama,” which is also directed at Wei Wuxian because he is, as he tells everyone who asks him out and then runs the second he explains, very much a single father. Parenthood’s very bad for the dating scene, but he’ll gladly remain single for the rest of his life to make sure he can give his best to A-Yuan and Xiao-Yu. 

Not that any of them but Yanli ever thought about anything like romance or marriage, after the Jiang estate burned to the ground with their parents in it and left them dependent on a family friend’s charity for the next year and a half. 

A-Yuan comes bounding into the kitchen five minutes later, dressed in a tidy little button-up and neat grey shorts with a backpack strapped to his shoulders. “A-Die!” he cries, flinging his arms around Wei Wuxian’s waist and nuzzling against his stomach until his father bursts out laughing at how much it tickles. “A-Die, I’m ready. What do I get for lunch today?”

“First things first,” Wei Wuxian tells him, as A-Yu observes them through the mesh walls of his playpen with one chubby finger in his mouth. “Did you and your shushu finish all your breakfast!”

“Mm, we did! Shushu made eggs!”

“Then you can go pick out one of the buns in the cooling rack for you, and one for A-Ling. And two for your peacock uncle, since he always eats too much.”

Once A-Yuan makes his choices—a soft baozi with mushrooms in it for him, and and a green onion pastry with tomatoes for Jin Ling—Wei Wuxian fills up two tiny thermoses with hot soup and then fills up A-Yuan’s Spiderman water bottle, which is completely covered in the rabbit stickers he hoards every time someone takes him to the doctor’s office. 

“Lunches packed,” Jiang Cheng drones, starting up the various drinks machines behind the bakery counter as A-Yuan grabs his cousin’s lunchbox and tries to pack it himself. “I am now going to make coffee. And tea. And milk tea, since my elder brother is a cruel, cruel man.”

“The McDonalds down the street would have put us out of business if we hadn’t started serving bubble tea,” Wei Wuxian scolds. “And Wen Qing likes the way you cook the tapioca, so don’t even complain.”

He leaves Jiang Cheng blushing in front of the gargantuan coffee-maker and hustles A-Yuan out through the little door that separates the staff-only area from the dining room just before a large, expensive car pulls up just outside the sign in the window that reads Lotus Pier Bakery. 

“It’s Peacock-uncle,” A-Yuan pipes up, still amazed by the sight of Jin Zixuan’s luxury sports car, as if he doesn’t ride to and from school in it every day. “And A-Ling, and Auntie!”

Yanli breezes in half a second later, pouncing on A-Yuan the moment she crosses the threshold and covering his face with kisses. “Good morning, Yuan-bao,” she sings, as A-Yuan turns into putty in her arms and tucks his face against her shoulder. “Are you ready for school?”

“I’m always ready,” he informs her, before proudly displaying the two lunchboxes hanging from his elbow and the brown-paper bag held carefully in one hand. “See, I packed A-Ling’s lunch, all by myself! And Peacock-uncle’s!”

“Peacock-uncle’s going to be hungry again by lunchtime,” Jiang Cheng calls, sticking his head up over the espresso maker. “And he’ll be here at noon with the rest of the Jin crowd, just wait.”

“A-Yuan won’t be here at lunchtime,” Wen Yuan says peacefully. “A-Yuan will be at school.”

After that, Wei Wuxian gets A-Yuan settled in his booster seat, squeezes A-Ling, and waves at his brother-in-law with Jiang Yanli until the car vanishes down the street, leaving Yanli to put up her hair and march back into the kitchen to start cooking for rush hour. 

“A-Cheng, you’ve got the drinks and the registers covered, right?” she asks, before grinning from ear to ear as a young woman with a badge clipped to her shirt comes in and stares at Jiang Cheng across the counter until his face looks more like a roasted beet than anything remotely human. “Good morning, Wen Qing!”

“I’ll take my usual coffee order and a spinach roll,” Wen Qing says, sending a short, small smile at Yanli—which is more than anyone else except Jiang Cheng ever gets, because Wen Qing is a medical resident with no sympathy for anyone but her patients, A-Yuan, and inexplicably Wei Wuxian’s bad-tempered brother, who loses most of his senses whenever she walks into Lotus Pier and only gets them back about an hour after she leaves. 

“You’ve just missed A-Yuan,” Wei Wuxian complains, stocking the display case next to the cash register. “He kept asking when we could see you yesterday, you know.”

“I’ll try to get up earlier tomorrow,” she yawns, carefully not paying attention when Jiang Cheng overturns a box of sugar packets in an effort to wrap up her spinach roll as neatly as he can. “Or you could video call me at night, when those of us who aren’t bakers are most active. Like normal people do.”

“I go to bed at eight o’clock like an old man, thank you very much,” he sniffs. “My schedule’s murder on my old lifestyle—”

“You mean spending all night gatecrashing sorority parties like you used to back in college?”

“—and I have children to look after,” he finishes sagely. “Do you want soup, too, Wen Qing? I can throw in a free bowl.”

“We won’t make any money that way,” Jiang Cheng scolds him, providing a wonderful show of hypocrisy as he hands Wen Qing a cup of coffee with three protective sleeves on it to make sure she doesn’t burn her hands, a heat-safe straw jammed down the side, and a warm paper bag containing at least one more fresh pastry than Wei Wuxian remembers her ordering. “Here. Good luck today, Miss Wen.”

Wen Qing tosses a mouthful of coffee down her throat and then turns to stare at Jiang Cheng.

“If it weren’t for you and your perfect coffee,” she says, “I would have dropped out years ago.”

And then she strides out the door and climbs back into her car, leaving Jiang Cheng dumbstruck in her wake as Wei Wuxian doubles over and screams with laughter until he cries. 

“Stop that,” Jiang Cheng mutters, when Xiao-Yu’s adorable baby giggles ring out alongside his father’s. “Look, now Xiao-Yu’s doing it.”

“He knows denial when he sees it,” Wei Wuxian tells him. “Honestly, A-Cheng. A-Yu’s just trying to help!”

The rest of the day goes on much as days at Lotus Pier Bakery usually do; happily, but so very busily that Wei Wuxian ends up staggering back upstairs for a second shower with Xiao-Yu when the lunch rush ends. The eatery serves coffee and baked goods from opening to closing, and is open for dine-in restaurant meals from eleven to two-thirty; Yanli does most of the cooking, while Wei Wuxian does the prep work, and Jiang Cheng handles the take-out baked goods sales and the drinks and helps wait tables until time comes to wipe down the tables in the dining area after the lunch customers finally finish eating—and the result of it all is that all three of them are so drained that they can hardly keep their eyes open, especially after dealing with parties bigger than about four or five. 

“How is it only three-thirty,” Wei Wuxian moans, slumping wearily over the counter with Xiao-Yu tied to his back when Jin Zixuan comes by to drop A-Yuan off and pick Yanli up later that afternoon. “I want to sleep, A-Jie.”

“Have you looked into getting any more part-timers?” his sister asks, pressing a cool, soft hand to his cheek. “I know Xue Yang’s doing well, but he only comes three times a week.”

“A-Yang’s a gremlin,” Wei Wuxian dismisses. “And he barely talks, it scares the customers. I was thinking of having someone move into your old bedroom, but of course it isn’t so easy with Yuan-bao and A-Yu here.”

“What about Wen Ning?” Jin Zixuan suggests, absentmindedly turning A-Yuan upside down and swinging him back and forth while Jin Ling begs for a turn on his other side. “A-Yuan’s his cousin, and he dotes on A-Yu, so it could work out, couldn’t it?”

“Not until he finishes his degree. And he’s got a job lined up after that, so there wouldn’t be any point,” Jiang Cheng shrugs. Wei Wuxian and his siblings all went to college, graduating with degrees in dance performance, mechanical engineering, and economics, in order of age—but then the fire came along and ruined everything about a year before he and Jiang Cheng were set to graduate, and all the three of them wanted to do after that was spend as much time together as they possibly could, so they ended up opening the bakery instead. “And we don’t know anyone else well enough.”

“Well, something will turn up,” Yanli soothes him, tiptoeing up to kiss his forehead and then Wei Wuxian’s before lifting A-Ling into her arms. “Promise me you’ll get some rest, A-Cheng. And A-Xian, you have to promise, too.”

“We promise,” they say dutifully, before watching her leave with her husband and son. 

Letting her go doesn’t seem half so bad these days, since they know how loved she is at home, and that she’s always going to come back to them in the morning. 

“She’s right, you know,” Jiang Cheng sighs, after a long pause. “We really do need to get some new staff, or we’ll run ourselves into the ground.”

“I’ll start making ads tomorrow night,” Wei Wuxian promises, sending A-Yuan upstairs for his afternoon nap and dearly wishing he could go have a nap, too. “Let’s get through the rest of the day, and then I’ll put in a call to the printers’ so we can put up flyers.”

___

As it turns out, however, the answer to their quandary comes about two hours later, after Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng put the “closed” signs in all the windows and shutter the blinds behind them. Jiang Cheng is just about to unroll the blinds on the reinforced glass doors when he takes in a sharp breath and shouts for Wei Wuxian, who comes rolling out of the dining room in five seconds flat before trotting over to stand beside him. 

“Is it just me,” he says, “or is there someone staring at me outside?”

Wei Wuxian looks. There definitely is someone outside, dressed in shabby, misshapen clothes and holding a dark little bundle to his chest, and that someone looks more than a bit familiar. 

Almost, he realizes, like a certain long-absent member of his family, from whom he has not heard anything in the past two years save for three very hurried phone calls. 

“No way,” he breathes, unlocking the door and running out into the street just in time for the someone to fall straight into his arms and burst into tears. “Xingchen!”

#wangxian #the untamed #mo dao zu shi #nielan #chengqing #wen qing #wei wuxian #jiang cheng #jiang yanli #jin zixuan #my fic #modern au #wuxian versus world: bakery style

[ctl-yuejie]

all of @howdydowdy‘s most loveliest tags for my fanfic, you are so wonderful i don’t know how i deserved the good luck to find you ;A;

1. #OH MY GOD!!!!!!!#it's here!! i'm gonna lose my whole entire mind!!!!!#well i hope everybody's ready for me to scream about every single installment as it comes out because this is the most important thing now#i didn't even know turnip!ah yuan was gonna be in it THIS IS THE BEST SURPRISE!!!!!#i feel so honored that my tags had anything to do with inspiring this incredible au but this is absolutely so much better#even in this short installment i'm getting such a good feel for the three characters who have made an appearance so far!#excited to see your lwj!!!#'the only thing his viewers enjoyed more than his content were the occasional take-downs Wen Qing was dishing out in the comment section'#ahahaha you are so funny#PLEASE EVERYONE LOOK AT THIS AMAZING FIC! I'M SO EXCITED FOR IT!!!!#i don't know all the things that are gonna happen but i have a general idea and guys it's such a good au#op is so creative and brilliant!!!#the untamed#ah yuan and his two dads will be the death of me#fic#these are a few of my favorite things

2. #second! installment!! time!!!#i feel like i'm a reader in dickensian london waiting for the new chapter to come out in the magazine#except there's less pollution and i don't have to put coal in an oven#why are those my associations with dickensian london? idk don't worry about it#jiang cheng makes an appearance! okay so i have never really understood him but i've been reading a LOT of fic#and i'm starting to get the picture i think#this is like...just the right amount ominous to get me super excited to see what happens next#WYD JC????#also wwx's characterization is just *chef's kiss*#<3 <3 <3 love u op you're too good to me#puns

3. #ohhhh shit everybody lwj is here! things are happening!!!!#i love all the sibling feels lxc gives me always#in every single fic i read he's like 'lwj i found another boy your age please be friends with him i love you so much'#oOoOoO the shoot will be four whole days i wonder what can happen in four days you guys...#like maybe...mister stoic guqin falling in love with disaster farmer man????#STAY TUNED#you know what just occurred to me is that lwj needs an emotion translator#i'm thinking like luther the anger translator for obama in those key & peele sketches#except it's just someone interpreting all of lwj's stoic faces#i mean lxc can read his faces so you'd think he could do it but idk if lxc himself is emotive enough#i'll have to think about it more

4. #this fic is the gift that keeps on giving#slowly introducing new characters...now we're meeting my sweet baby wen ning...i don't deserve this happiness...#also wei wuxian's carefree chaotic energy is just to die for#and what's this? jiang cheng appears on the horizon? narrowing his eyes at a tumbleweed that rolls across his path#his spurs jingling menacingly as he stalks ever closer?#hold on to yer hats cowboys i smell some Plot approaching#the untamed#fic#(okay also 'explosive arts & crafts projects' ahaha you are the best at these descriptions)

5. #oooooooo things are really coming together my dudes...#more jiang cheng content! okay he is really growing on me. grouch with a heart of gold. huge schemer. just wants to make fun of his BIL with#his brother but feels like he has to prioritize his ~responsibilities~#he loves wwx and understands what motivates him and at the same time just wants him to like. chill#the air quotes ahaha#that wwx makes them and that jc hates it#also i think my favorite image from this is the fact that one of the draws of the tv show is that all the cultivator hosts are handsome#which means that when lxc needed someone to cover for him he just went to the producers like#'no worries my little brother is also super hot so he should meet all your requirements'#'is he personable? no. does he speak in complete sentences? also no. but are the viewers gonna go batshit over his face? absofuckinlutely'#and the producers were like 'oh yeah dude say no more'#this is so fun i'm really enjoying these updates!!!

6. #not the city centre itself but a nearby mound#which sounds unusual and ominous#honey you got a big storm comin'#lwj is getting there early...oh fuck the suspense...#also 'either this is just how show business works or no one really knows what they are doing' why not both lwj??#ahaha i am cackling and steepling my fingers imagining how this is all gonna go down#babe i'm glad you decided not to give me spoilers because it is so fun watching things unfold

7. #i'm just imagining the perspective of the film crew showing up and it's a barren wasteland#they're like...wtf kind of establishing shots are we supposed to take of this??#don't worry guys the cutest child on the planet lives here. just get some footage of him frolicking in the turnip fields#the audience will lose their effing minds

8. #i love jc's logic like 'no one can find out about this or it'll be bad for the family. how to accomplish this? better get a film crew'#also i love how he's lowkey bitter that no one wants to interview him AHAHA jc you peach#and he's like 'maybe i'll watch the show. JUST TO MAKE FUN OF WWX FOR NO OTHER REASON'#wow i'm like becoming really fond of this character op!!!

9. #AHAHA love this image of lwj staring after nhs as he traipses down the street#'fancy birds? tf kinda innuendo is that??'#also lwj deciding to wear all white so that people won't approach him ahaha damn where is my equivalent outfit??#MATCHMAKER LXC STRIKES AGAIN!!!!!#did lxc even have to go out of town for real or was it all a setup to get lwj and wwx in the same place??#wouldn't put it past him tbh#lwj is so perfectly taciturn here i love it#and not just because he's not personable or something it's because he's having FEELINGS#also because wwx never shuts up lol#'he is doomed just like before because even this unknown wei wuxian he wants to be close to and find out who he is'#ughughguhgghhghhh how are you finding and pushing all my buttons???#hot DAMN i am HERE for this!!!

10. #i've now read this three times and i love it more every time!#you have such a way with words and i love how you're getting into wwx's head#it can be hard to relate to him with how dense he can be but you make it all seem incredibly plausible and realistic!!#i love him like 'wonder what it would be like to share a hotel room. it's totally normal that i'm thinking about this'#and like. you show how he got there in his thought process and it makes total sense!#also: lwj as eye candy YES EXACTLY#nhs is the perfect choice for a tv interior designer expert. that is SO what he would be doing in a universe with tv about interior design#okay and MOST IMPORTANTLY we have come to the part in the gifset!! this is the best crack that ever caught feels omg ilysm#demonic blood pool WEI YIIIIIIIING#wen ning being all yeah goth guys and blood pools two great tastes that taste great together#i love everything about this and it was so worth the wait. very excited for the next installment!!!

11. #you are LITCHRALLY killing me with this sharp characterization!! how are you nailing all their voices!!!!#nhs just in it for the hashtag drama that's so spot on omg. breaking all the rules HE wrote just so he can torture jc#all 'are you seeing this??? ARE YOU??' poor nhs and jc having to watch these two lovesick fools make googly eyes at each other#for YEARS and not REALIZE it well it's your lucky day mr. fan man because soon the whole world will see this UST and validate you#okay but what i love the most is jc the masochist being so uncomfortable he has to keep turning off the video ahahahaha#wangxian out here romancing so hard that jc needs a barf bag. or therapy. or selective amnesia.#you ever get secondhand mortifying ordeal of being known? that's what's happening for jc here#it's mortifying watching other people experience the ordeal of being known. this is the hardest i have ever related to jc#it's like oh fuck. lwj loves wwx and it's so obvious. oh my god. i'm so embarrassed.#wwx is so gone for lwj and it's right there on his face for anyone to read. i'm in agony.#ALSO 'jiang cheng can feel his head get hot and he drops the phone on the table like it personally betrayed him' THANK U FOR THIS#everything about this is the best and my favorite#ahhh i'm so excited for the next chapters and so glad they're already up so i can read them right now!!!!

12. #lxc shooting lwj pointed looks every time the jiang sect comes up in conversation for the past 13 years!!!!! he would!!!!!!#i love the way you describe wwx through lwj's eyes. the love just shines through#also you are so insightful about his character but what else is new??? you're the character breakdown QUEEN#OH MY GOD AH YUAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111#i am writing these tags as i read or that would have been the first tag it's SO important#i mean my tag isn't important it's incoherent but AH YUAN IS IMPORTANT!!!!!#you really want me to die. you really want me to be all the way murdered.#this image of lwj just standing there with impeccable posture one arm behind his back the other holding a sword in the air randomly#with this squirmy lil bab clutching at his clothes and reaching up on his tiptoes#okay dang i didn't know there was gonna be action! intrigue!! an ambush!!!#this fic really has it all#bamf!wwx and rescuer!lwj#battle couple ftw#NOT TO MENTION DRUNK!LWJ!!! SELF SACRIFICING!LWJ!!!!!#how am i supposed to live knowing lwj Did That#ughghughghgughgh#'at least i made him happy.' at least you made him happy???!?!?!?#just let me live for a second!!!#just one second though then i'm gonna read the next chapter

13. #awwww jiang 'I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU I'VE JUST BEEN CUTTING ONIONS' cheng gets a tear in his eye#they are...a fambly.....#my man lxc coming thru for the people!! title of my upcoming inspirational children's book: Lan Xichen Takes a Stand#op you made me love jiang cheng. i'm in it now

14. #omg i forgot that you had written this and sent it to me weeks ago so when i read it just now i was like...obviously that's what happened???#i had already just fully incorporated it into my understanding of these characters in my head and forgotten how it got there#so this was the BEST surprise#i can't believe you. putting ah yuan and bunnies in the same chapter because you love drowning me in cute#soft domestic adoptive dad content???? ugh i literally need to lie down and go into a coma.#just a lil coma. to recharge my feels.#i don't know what you could possibly be putting in the 'extra' but i am. vibrating with excitement!!!!#this is one of my favorite fics ever and i'm forever happy that you came up with this amazing idea and executed it so well#I APPRECIATE AND ADORE YOU!!!#HEART EYES EMOJI#these are a few of my favorite things#the untamed#ah yuan and his two dads will be the death of me

15. #OH MY GOD NHS MASTERMINDED ALL OF IT#this is so perfect i'm in awe!!!!#of course he did!!!!#also 'he had been very invested in this romance he had even painted themed fans for this' ahahaha#these schemes! these machinations!! he got lxc out of the way! he put the idea in jc's head! ahhhhh!#mr. fan man

#ctlyuejie writes #well technically not #i collected these so i can reread them late #you have such a fun way with words #they are all brilliant

[a-very-fond-farewell]

Imagine if Madame Yu were alive and kicking and summoned her son:

Madame Yu: “I have heard that rascal is married to the second Jade of Lan.”

Jiang Cheng: “I am aware, mother.”

Madame Yu: “So why are you still here?”

Jiang Cheng: ??

Madame Yu: “The first Jade is still available.”

Jiang Cheng: “Mother.”

Madame Yu: “You have the chance to be the first for once.”

Jiang Cheng: “Mother.”

Madame Yu: “This is merges and acquisitions and I will not get a no for an answer.”

#xicheng #mdzs #cql #the untamed #mo dao zu shi #onion boy jiang cheng

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not to be petty on side, but I don’t see nearly enough xicheng arranged marriage au. but even when I’ll finally be able to stumble on one I will require JC to do the self reflection for once and come to terms with his anger issues before/in order to cherish and dote on LXC. bc Lan boy has suffered enough and he doesn’t have to take care of someone else’s trauma and do all the comfort when the hurt-comfort business should be mutual, n’est-ce-fucking-pas?

#xicheng #mdzs #cql #the untamed #mo dao zu shi #sorry i am a mess #my emotional support parents deserve happiness also drama also domestic bliss ALSO closure #actually i read almost anything with them in it but that’s beside the point #bc lxc may be a magnet for cunning people with anger issues alright #but there’s so much xiyao and nielan and 3jun i can take before imploding bc of grief #onion boy jiang cheng #take the layers of trauma off peel them away and you’ll cry for decades #mother (xic)hen

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Reading the novel with WWX as an unreliable narrator really gives you perspective, bc you would never expect what happens on Phoenix mountain until you read it and then you’re still unsure bc WWX himself deep down has no confidence whatsoever in his own latent homo vibes.

But imagine reading the novel through LWJ’s point of view all along: you would go feral yourself with that kissing scene bc “fuck you Wei Ying you’re so fucking beautiful but so SO stupid I just want to punch you with my fucking mouth holy fucko” all because his character in real life would drive you absolutely apeshit.

If you read the story from JC’s perspective tho it would be all filled with “ew gross” at the end of every description of pda and, honestly? I respect that.

#wangxian #mdzs #cql #the untamed #mo dao zu shi #wei wuxian #wwx #lan wangji #lwj #jiang cheng #onion boy jiang cheng #bunnies get lonely easily

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if Jiang Cheng is your fave and you feel represented by him, know that actually

and I see you

#mdzs #the untamed #cql #jiang cheng #jc #onion boy jiang cheng #he has layers and he will make you cry when you peel them off #dat me #mo dao zu shi

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The forbidden crack! Untamed prompts: 13/?

Drunken mistake AU (mingcheng edition): “Take that burn”

[everything is the same but nobody dies and NMJ accidentally slept with JC once]

[no they don’t want to talk about it]

[yes this is a crack ship. I don’t ship them. but if it’s your thing well, you’re welcome]

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[basically, the beginning of the story is set somewhere around the banquet at Koi Tower when Nie MingJue spots Xue Yang as Jin GuangYao’s protégée and is ready to flip tables. Coincidentally, Jiang Cheng –although walking in the club like he has the biggest junk in the universe– is equally fed up with his brother’s antics and storms out with too many jars of alcohol in hand.]

[NMJ and JC get drunk together. The next morning they remember everything and are ashamed of it and swear not to talk about it ever again.]

[but this is actually coming in handy for the both of them, because this incident will start a chain of events that will prevent canon-shit to hit the fan and so nobody will die in the end.]

[Nie MingJue is actually a gentleman and worries over Clan Leader Jiang’s wellbeing and reputation. Like, he remembers the enthusiastic consent from the other’s part, but he also figured it must have been his first time (our boy NMJ is -for lack of a better word- sore) but he feels guilty for some reason and wants to make amends.]

[on the other hand, Jiang Cheng definitely remembers their second round and how much he didn’t want to deny Sect Leader Nie’s request to “see who got actual stamina and not just threats up their sleeve” (whatever the fuck that meant) and he gets red just thinking about it.]

[but wait, Nie MingJue comes up with a solution to not stress over it, which happens to be fretting the hell over what would be considered an appropriate “I will take full responsibility/please let me know if I offended you” gift.

(Consequently getting mad at his younger brother bc he made the mistake to -gods forbid- asks Nie HuaiSang what would be a suitable line of action for “accidentally dishonoring an...esteemed mal female cultivator’s respectability” and now his little brother can’t shut up about silks and fans and poetry AND NMJ CANNOT TELL HIM TO STOP WITH THE FRILLY STUFF unless he wants his brother to snoop and find out who’s THE MAN he banged on a roof at night.)

he eventually settles on a bejeweled dagger bc he’s classy.]

[however, Onion Boy Jiang Cheng interprets the gift as a courting gift and his internalized homophobic ass goes “oh OH he thinks I’m the woman in this relationship, uh?! not in this lifetime bitch” and so he sends a gift as well to symbolically remind Sect Leader Nie “who asked to be railed not one but three times under the fucking moonlight” and calls it a day.

(But he does think it’s a very nice dagger and doesn’t want to disrespect another cultivator to the point of mailing a present back to the sender so... yeah.)

he sends NMJ the most expensive ointment for burn injuries in Yunmeng bc he’s a petty petty boy.]

[BUT!!! Nie MingJue has never received gifts like e v e r in his life and he’s...kind of touched? A bit? Bc it’s a very thoughtful gift? An expensive one too? And useful on top of that? Oh gods, Jiang Wanyin must have liked the dagger very much for being so generous and for actually thinking something a General like him would use on the battlefield and (...) maybe he should give something in return (...) what would be a good “thank you for your consideration” present (...) and so on.]

[They exchange gifts back an forth, NMJ slowly falling in love while JC begrudgingly fires back with presents aimed to offend and remind the other who’s in charge. This mutual exchange takes NMJ’s mind off of his anger issues and doesn’t need Jin GuangYao to play any evil music for him.]

[First time they meet in person JC is nervous af and he steels himself to exude nothing but power and control in front of the other Sect Leader... but the moment NMJ sees him JC is fucked. NMJ just stars glowing and dotes on him from day fucking one and JC is a weak weak man and the other is so tall so manly so gentle?? And it actually feels kind of nice to be paraded in front of others like a really nice horse or beloved wife and HOLY FUCKO now he understands why his sister loves her peacock so much.]

[moral of the story, they learn to de-stress together and nobody dies bc two angry boys banged once on a roof at night and everything is well and nice.]

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[neat. now I ship it wtf]

#mingcheng #mdzs #the untamed #mo dao zu shi #cql #the forbidden crack! untamed prompts #mdzs/au: fluff #mdzs/au: canon gets MariKondo-ed up in here #nie mingjue #onion boy jiang cheng #tw internalized homophobia #game: find the marina diamandis reference

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YanLi: “I have made something”

Jiang Cheng: “oh, show me”

YanLi: *shows baby Jin Ling*

Jiang Cheng: *sobbing* “it’s beautiful”

#mdzs #cql #mo dao su zhi #the untamed #jiang cheng #jiang yanli #onion boy jiang cheng #crybaby jin ling #princess peach jiang yanli #crybaby meets onion boy

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Wei Ying: “I gave you the dumbest bitch juice and that’s how you thank me.”

Jiang Cheng: “is that how you call your golden core?”

Wei Ying: “that’s your golden core now.”

#mdzs #the untamed #cql #mo dao zu shi #cuckoo child wei ying #onion boy jiang cheng

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all I can see from my ao3 stats is that y’all’re really thirsty to read how miserable I can make jc’s life in a couple of chapter max per fic. jc/happiness is on high demand in this house, I see.

#mdzs #the untamed #mo dao zu shi #cql #like...my wangxian fics have nothing on jc in terms of kudos-hits-bookmarks #good for him.jpg #onion boy jiang cheng #take the layers of trauma off peel them away and you’ll cry for decades

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WWX: “stop kinkshaming me”

JC:

#mdzs #cql #the untamed #jc is the one with the whip but...ok #jiang cheng #wwx #jc #onion boy jiang cheng #cuckoo child wei ying

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Jiang Cheng (aka: Onion Boy Has Layers)

#the untamed #mdzs #jiang cheng #onion boy jiang cheng #hes angry and full of emotion #take the layers of trauma off peel them away AND YOU’LL CRY FOR DECADES

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The forbidden crack! Untamed prompts: 4/?

Uncle & nephew bonding time AU: “I’m your biggest fan”

Everything is the same as the book, but Jiang Cheng embroiders silk fans to ease the stress and when Jin Ling discovers him, instead of feeling embarrassed, he yells at his nephew to sit down beside him and learn something useful for once.

Also I find scary the fact that he cares so much but has no way to express it. That’s why I think he would be good at crafting to fuel his frustration and anger.

So he makes a silk fan every year for his sister and puts it in the ancestral hall, because maybe he cannot always go all the way to Koi Tower to mourn in front of her name and ashes. But many silk fans are displayed in his home in her memory all the same.

When Jin Ling is finally able to finish his first silk fan he’s eager to show it to his Uncle, but feels like it’s not good enough and hides it for a while. He hides it in his pouch and forgets about it, until one day he’s night hunting with the Lan kids and something slashes the pouch open and he takes a powerful hit instead of dodging it... all in order to save the fan.

Later that day, once everything is fine and Jin Ling is healed, Lan SiZhui worries about him because the fan got damaged (something small, inconsequential, really) and his friend his trying hard not to cry. Lan JinGyi wants to make fun of him and praise his craftsmanship as the Young Mistress that he is... but can’t. Even Fairy is trying to comfort him at this point.

But then Best Uncle Jiang Cheng comes to the rescue and takes his huge baby home and frames Jin Ling’s fan and puts it in the center of a huge display and brags about it with every guest for the rest of eternity.

#mo dao zu shi #mdzs #the untamed #jiang cheng #jin ling #onion boy jiang cheng #the forbidden crack! untamed prompts #mdzs/au: fluff #mdzs/au: canon gets MariKondo-ed up in here