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acemdzsfan · 18 hours
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Lan Sizhui didn't understand, for the longest time, why.
Why he felt the way he did.
Why he reacted to certain things differently than others.
Why he would flinch away from the golden robes of visiting cultivators.
Why the sound of the Jiang river-bell made him sad.
Why the feeling of being called: good made him squirm.
The ghosts of shadows wrapped around his shoulders whisper to pay it no mind. To keep certain behaviors tucked away.
"...It's okay....~
~...Forgive, forget.... most importantly...
HIDE!"
Always a comfort, but always strange.
Who or what were these shadows?
Where did they come from?
Why did they watch over him?
Why so familiar?
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berryberrytaeberry · 19 hours
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Quick, quick, fellow Jiang Cheng apologists gather round
I usually think mainly about Lan Zhan angst, but think about Jiang Cheng realizing that he'd need to kill his brother to save the world. Like obvi I know "omgomg jiang cheng killed his brother" is like the gossip but if it is true he would have had to think that. It's facts.
If any anti yells at me YOU WERE NOT INVITED THIS IS OUR CARPET SQUARE CIRCLE ANGST TIME SHOO
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only10th · 3 days
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Thoughts of wwx in eternal limbo after the First Siege, just letting himself get lost in the screaming souls and the pain. Pain it’s all he knows now, it’s all he is. He stares blankly at the bloodstained ground, skeletons and corpses attempting to grasp his tethered robes. And he lets them. He lets them get a piece of him, tearing him over and over. They want something that resembles warmth, even if he himself is beyond a warm being.
Once in a while, he can hear them, when his mind happens to mend itself to pay attention other than the death clawing at his feet.
“Wei Wuxian, show yourself!”
“Yiling Laozu, I command your soul to return!”
“Wei Ying… are you there? Are you resting? Wei Ying, please… give me a sign. Anything—“
“I won’t let you rest, Wei Wuxian! I’ll bring you back and kill you a thousand times over!”
It was always the same… when will they leave him alone?
“Yiling Laozu… I summon you back to the living, please consider this poor soul’s request. Let my sacrifice be useful and give this lowly one at least a final purpose…”
Out of all the times he’s heard voices calling, demanding him to show himself, this one was gentle and frail, yet loud enough to get his attention. Bleak, silver eyes finally lift from the ground. The light above him is almost blinding, he shrinks back in search of the darkness he had grown used to, but no matter how much he tried to stay put, the bright light just pulled him harder. He doesnt want to go. Let him be one with the pain and agony, let him be…
“Please, Yiling Laozu, you’re my only hope…”
The voice sounds so scared… So frail. His heart aches for it, for the person that it belongs to. The world still so cruel towards those with kind hearts, enough to drive them into asking for the infamous Yiling Laozu. But it’s enough to make him open his eyes once more, and for the fist time in this eternal punishment, he moved towards that voice. “Okay…” His voice rasps from the lack of use, “Okay… Don’t be sacred, okay? Wei Wuxian will take care of it.”
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elogval · 21 hours
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Idols AU - Jiang Cheng, Nie Huaisang, Wei Wuxian 🌟💫
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forgetmic · 1 day
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sometimes you just gotta become a queer necromancer to fight the establishment and that's okay
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lozeyart · 7 hours
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Some rendering tests I did that were mostly focused on hair. I got bored of working on Lan Zhan's robes in the second drawing so it'll remain forever unfinished (unless I am possessed with a great urge to go back and finish it)
Trying to simplify how I shade faces while putting more emphasis on hair and clothing, we'll see how it works.
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sinfulpatata · 1 month
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meeting your past self be like:
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yllz: midget.
mxy!wwx: virgin.
lwj, being smothered by tits: mn.
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pakhnokh · 2 months
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Witness the epic battle of Hanguang Jun and the Yiling Patriarch, who hate each other the most, and who can never see eye to eye.
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Close up on this panel cause it's really small and you can't see our handsome men. And also lwj and wwx.
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tbgkaru-woh · 2 months
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MDZS redesign portraits I expanded on for merch purposes (charm backdrops)
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qourmet · 5 months
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i fucked up yesterday, i chopped peppers & let their spice soak into my skin. & had to draw something about it. he'd do this.
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+ wen qing's anger & wen ning's concern
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mallalada · 7 months
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sometimes lwj thinks about yiling laozu
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acemdzsfan · 19 hours
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They never find his body; they suppose that was their first mistake.
Perhaps the next was assuming the one with the power of death and souls at his fingertips would remain dead.
Yiling longs to know whether their child, their patriarch, died that night.
Or if he simply slipped off into the night.
Either way, he still shows up.
Years later.
Changed.
A little smaller.
A little brighter.
Less haunted, less sad.
A white-clad enemy in tow.
Stoic, sensible, and irrevocably in love.
And the villagers think: "At last, our little Yiling boy, has a home and a family. No more cold nights, no more hunger, and no more dogs."
Now the threat of that family being ripped to shreds, is all but likely.
Safe, because of their reputation.
Because of their power.
Something Yiling wished the remnants had had, once upon a time.
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ann-mauriii · 6 months
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夷陵老祖
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mmagurro · 2 months
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sunshot wangxian wip 🤧
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marythetokenaroace · 9 months
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ennunanaiurov · 2 months
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Welcome back.
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