#zhancheng

[haifoct]

saw a thread of "these fuck ass images" and i made it my dearest ship's problem

#chengzhan #zhancheng #mdzs #cql #jiang cheng #lan wangji #posting them here too because i'm annoying like this #i find them too funny #i miss my ship

[demonicfarmer69]

zhancheng family commission for @/mothssi on tumblr! lwj loves his precious family

#zhancheng #jiang cheng #lan wangji #lan jingyi #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #happy wife happy life

[luzeiin]

not pictured: wwx and nhs rolling on the floor, laughing their asses off

#zc shitpost to cheer me up after yet another day of life telling me to get fucked yayyy #they make me so happy #(<-girl who cries every night before going to sleep bc of them) #chengzhan #zhancheng #mo dao zu shi #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #mdzs #mdzs shitposting #hooray #lan wangji #lan zhan #jiang cheng #jiang wanyin #more meme redraws to come?? maybeee

[evakant]

insp by @l-tyrell  —  txt

#theuntamededit #mdzsedit #cqledit #the untamed #lan wangji #jiang cheng #cdramaedit #the untamed crack #not going to tag blogs because this is just... ridiculous #lan zhan #jiang wanyin #lanwangjiedit #jiangchengedit #fdstuff #fragifs #zhancheng #rs: stop. #tv #like the op of the og gifset said: sorry lan wangji but objectively 'wanting to fuck jiang cheng' island is positively crawling with bitches

[agendratum]

The Untamed as text posts (93/?) the extremely self-indulgent zhancheng edition

#the untamed #cql #mxtxnet #theuntamededit #theuntameddaily #cqledit #zhancheng #lan wangji #jiang cheng #cqlmemes #mt #i finally did it #all the swords are a metaphor btw #you know the drill

[least-carpet]

jiang cheng ships by whether they're about wei wuxian or not

our boy wwx's protagonist halo is more like a gravitational field in his effect on jc's emotional development. he probably didn't, like, invent jiang cheng's abandonment issues, but he certainly made them worse! so here are jiang cheng ships grouped by whether or not they're actually about wei wuxian. the ones in the middle could go either way.

definitely about wei wuxian:

chengxian: obvious. wei wuxian is literally there.

zhancheng: obvious. they're both obsessed with wei wuxian.

ningcheng: obvious. they're both wei wuxian's horrible/beloved science experiments/little brothers and neither of them are normal about it. to be fair, wei wuxian is also not normal about it, thus the science experiments.

definitely not about wei wuxian:

mingcheng: I think this is more about theoretical temperamental compatibility and letting jiang cheng date a hot male authority figure who at least kind of approves of him.

sangcheng: I think this is in some ways often about giving jiang cheng a human who is *not* obsessed with wei wuxian. like, give jiang cheng his own bf who can be into him on his own merits.

chengyao: they're coworkers! they're inadvertent coparents! they're both wildly competent and also incredibly bitchy if the situation calls for it! if anything this is about jin ling instead.

chengyi: I don't know what this is about other than getting jiang cheng a boytoy. I don't rightly know that he would want one of those but why not! get down with your bad selves!

could go either way, Schrödinger's wei wuxian:

chengqing: this one I wasn't sure about because actually a lot of writers are pretty careful to make chengqing actually about them but wei wuxian got up in there with great determination and made that threesome happen (wen qing's hands, wei wuxian and jiang cheng's holes... surgical holes... I regret this already). hard to totally extract him from the dynamic after that. the wei wuxian must be contended with. depends on when in the timeline it happens and what canon you're working from, since cql made it canon pre-surgery.

xicheng: this is less likely to explicitly be about wei wuxian and more likely to be structurally about wei wuxian. not only does it make them match (twin prides dating the twin jades) but the brothers-dating-brothers situation ties them tightly to wangxian from multiple directions. in other words, if it's about wei wuxian it's because it sort of re-joins them as family through a different method. if he's not your "real" brother, becoming an in-law is fine?

disclaimer: I acknowledge it is possible to, for example, write a zhancheng fic which is not about wei wuxian, I'm not saying you can't! through the power of AU all things are possible, etc. but you have to actively remove him from the dynamic, because canon embeds him there very deeply, vs. something like chengyao, where they have a totally separate relationship (via jin ling- and their working relationship).

#mdzs shitposting #jiang cheng #wei wuxian #lan wangji #wen ning #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #jin guangyao #lan jingyi #wen qing #lan xichen #chengxian #zhancheng #ningcheng #mingcheng #sangcheng #chengyao #chengyi #chengqing #xicheng #least-carpet thoughts #mdzs +

[sairusboom]

he needs a vacation

#mdzs #jiang cheng #lan wangji #chengzhan #zhancheng

[limitbreaker23]

It’s my Sunshot Campaign fic’s anniversary, Before the Sun Sets, so I’m suffering with feelings trapped on the battlefield that I need to ramble about. This beautiful Chengzhan Sunshot Campaign piece I commissioned from @rounove is too big for this site, but please look at a cropped version.

The full image in all its low-res beauty and me gushing about things below:

I always enjoy taking the opportunity to gush about all the details in artworks. Like, obviously I’m forever in love with my otp’s expressions here. Jiang Cheng’s cheek was cut in battle, narrow escape situation for our beloathed companions, and after they found the illusion of shelter, they can take care of any injuries. Lan Wangji is focused on this, completely, diligently, and wipes the blood away so carefully, leaning close. Jiang Cheng, sitting on this tree, sore and in pain, stares up at this unscathed, seemingly radiating face and appears to feel a different kind of ache. His expression murders me every time, he’s fighting a battle he’ll lose here, reaching up to cup Lan Wangji’s face with his bloodstained hand. AH! And what does Lan Wangji see and feel, with his eyes trapped on Jiang Cheng’s mouth, with his lips already parting, when he should take care of the wound? AH!

Jiang Cheng’s hand with Zidian on it already found a resting place on Lan Wangji’s thigh, a trail of blood left where it ran up from his knee. Steadying Lan Wangji as he leant in to look at the injury? Pulling, perhaps? All the white, so pristine robes draping over Jiang Cheng’s purple robes makes me feel all the things. Lan Wangji is a protective cloud brighter than anything in this moment. AH!

Their swords resting next to them, a mirror of their positions. Sometimes I just love to stare at the swords, all the details, the small, delicate patterns on the sheaths, the ruffled, soft looking tassels. Bichen would slip to the forest ground if Sandu weren’t steadily holding it up. And Sandu is safely shielded by Bichen. AH!

And the background! The rainy darkness that followed them to this spot to haunt or shield them, down a river that looks like spilled ink rippling the reflection of the trees. And this ancient, magnificent tree that keeps them dry from the rain with those thick leaves. AH!

I just love falling into this picture and thinking of how they ended up here. The pain, the suffering, the brushes of skin and fleeting touches that lead to them literally falling into each other’s warmth here. Now kiss!

#chengzhan #zhancheng #cql #the untamed #mdzs #jiang cheng #lan wangji #twin lotus of yunmeng #zhancheng museum #sunshot campaign feelings #when I start to ramble about my ship and never stop and ramble a little more cause I love them so much and am a very rambly person #bless keep reading for saving people's eyes #there was only one river #please just kiss already

[spriteofmushrooms]

Still thinking of the JC RPF tropes and the Lan sect being enamored with "SLJ emoting vivaciously." (especially LWJ being furious about his twin pride kink)

Jiang Wanyin twisted to the side, his violet eyes flashing like lightning. "What do you mean!!" he yelled loudly without considering if it was quiet hour or not. His four no five belt adornments settled against his intricately woven robes, but even they couldn't hide his shapely legs since he only wears three layers with scandalous slits due to the Yunmeng heat.

Lan Yourname said, "Jiang-zongzhu, please restrain yourself."

"Ha!!!" Jiang Wanyin laughed vivaciously but also mockingly. You squirm because he's paying attention to you but in a mean way. "As if some pathetic Lan disciple could contain my nature!!!!"

But then through no fault of your own Jiang Wanyin tripped and fell into an elaborate bondage setup.

• If you want to gag him, turn to page 37.

• If you don't want to gag him, turn to page 214.

Lan Wangji frowned down at the page. This was a serious question worthy of consideration. Gagged, Jiang Wanyin would not attract attention; yet was attention so undesirable? Would it not be pleasing for Jiang Wanyin to be humbled by multiple disciples witnessing his degradation?

"Lan Zhan, what are you reading so early in the morning?" Wei Ying asked sweetly from their bed.

"Cultivation manual," Lan Wangji replied, turning to page 37. This writer was known for punishing unwise decisions with the appearance of certain Lan elders, including Wangji's own shufu. It would be unfortunate to find one of these endings yet again.

#pallas.rtf #runespoor7 #mdzs #zhancheng #it's chengyi kind of since ljy wrote it. but since it's implied chengyi i don't think i deserve to tag it #my writing

[sandumilfshou]

always thinking about lwj and jc who still hate each other but also realise theyre the only people who will actually mourn wwx so they end up having sex about it and it slowly turns into some kind of less hateful situationship over time that neither of them will actually look at or acknowledge

the first time they end up properly dual cultivating is an accident, thus far they have not been willing to be that vulnerable or connected to each other

and they both realise at the same time what the familiar, beloved warmth is emanating from jc's dantian

horrified and grateful and despairing, they realise the truth of what happened to wwx, while also sobbing bc it feels like he is back with them again, keeping his shidi safe from within, protecting jc even when he's gone

#zhancheng #chengzhan #wangchengxian #zhanchengxian #yunmeng shuangjue #twin prides of yunmeng #wangxian #chengxian #xiancheng #i dont count nhs as mourning in this bc tbh he is probably so fucked up over nmj and focused on his revenge it takes a back seat

[haifoct]

Touch starved but for physical violence or something

My beloved feral chengzhan I commissioned from the most glorious @marshallmigraine. I love them so so much, I will cherish them forever.

#mdzs #chengzhan #zhancheng #twin lotus of yunmeng #zhancheng museum #lan wangji #jiang cheng #cql #the untamed #hanguang thigh #hanguang jun canonically doesn’t wear trousers

[fistfuloflightning]

Hanguang-Jun | Sandu Shengshou

#mdzs #zhancheng #lan wangji #jiang cheng #bc im a sucker for yin/yang compositions and these two are about as yin/yang as you can get #something something opposite sides of the same coin #mdzs art #my art

[luzeiin]

one last kiss before the war

sunshot campaign zhancheng so true so true

(would also love to thank everyone that interacted with my wip post of this piece, all the kind words in the reblog tags made me smile like a fool in front of my phone screen, if you see this then please know that you made my day🫶)

#zhancheng #chengzhan #look at me putting the guqin so ppl know that it's not xi/cheng lol #this took me hours but i'm actually so happy with the result aaaa #also a full background?? who thought i was able to do that??? #my dedication to zhancheng knows no limit #mo dao zu shi #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #mo dao zu shi fanart #mdzs #mdzs fanart #lan wangji #lan zhan #jiang cheng #jiang wanyin

[magnes-io]

Quick sketch of A-Ling’s first Halloween and the beginning of his career sabotaging the jiujiu stealers ❤️

#jiang cheng #jiang wanyin #mdzs #jin ling and his jiujiu #jiujiuween #chengxian #xicheng #chengyao #zhancheng

[sandu-zidian]

You’re telling me they didn’t fuck nasty during those 16 years? 🤨 Doubt

#mdzs #katan art #jiang cheng #lan wangji #zhancheng #the untamed #their hissy fights is how they show their love to each other 💜💜

[least-carpet]

'replacing jc in someone's affection' I am crying! wwx doesn't do it once but twice! It's fascinating! Also, this makes me understand why some people, reading the novel, come to the conclusion that wwx doesn't care anymore about jc. Yeah, it's a valid interpretation!

Listen, I just rotated, and rotated, and rotated this scenario (—because, like, both child and adult Wei Wuxian are sincerely in need of support and affection, but I think receiving it as a child while it was withheld from someone he loved, what might have seemed like taking it away from someone who also needed it, also contributed to his boundary problems and self-sacrificial tendencies and eventual resentment—like he needs it but it hurts someone he loves deeply when he gets it but he still needs it, how can he reconcile these conflicting truths?? OK I will stop now—) and, uh, have a tiny little sketch of that zhanchengxian fic concept below, with which I will exorcise my sad past chengxian/past zhancheng/current wangxian thoughts.

It was going to be a perfect triple triple drabble but I needed 80 more words in the centre section to describe Jiang Cheng's tears. You know how it is.

Pursued by Lesser Ghosts

At first he was busy and grateful for it.

Then, Jin Ling settled, elders cowed, sect in order, Jiang Cheng was forced to returned to Lotus Pier. Empty, now.

His sect ran as it always did. He slept poorly. He dreamed often. He walked up and down the pier at night, pursued by lesser ghosts, echoes of people who were alive, just gone. His own life closed around him as tight as any noose, one long merciless sequence of work, sleep, work.

He had a minor qi deviation.

“Go back to dual cultivation,” said the doctor.

“That’s no longer possible,” he said.

The doctor looked up. When Jiang Cheng didn’t say anything else, she said, “Well. Come here for acupuncture once a week. Consider visiting Jin Ling.”

Relax, she didn’t bother to say.

Jiang Ping, his one surviving cousin, took tea with him, and said: “I know things have been stressful. Perhaps you would consider marriage now?”

“I didn’t think marriage was relaxing,” said Jiang Cheng, drily.

“It can be. After everything, well… it’s nice to have someone there.” Jiang Ping looked up, thinking. “Having someone there and working a lot. I don’t think it’s possible for Sect Leader to work harder, so you’ll have to try the other thing.”

Jiang Cheng let out a snort despite himself. Jiang Ping grinned at him.

He could get married, he supposed. What was there to prevent him?

He didn’t call for a matchmaker. He worked harder, kept himself so busy he could hardly think, but at night, laying in his bed, he ached with loneliness before sleep. And in sleep, he saw them, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian both, invariably walking away from him, hand in hand.

Sometimes he was silent; sometimes he called to them. It didn’t matter. They never turned around.

-

In Wei Wuxian’s dream, it was high summer, air as thick as syrup, and he was lying under the trees along the riverbank with his head in Jiang Cheng’s lap.

Above him, Jiang Cheng was eating tanghulu. Playfully, Wei Wuxian opened his mouth like a baby bird, and Jiang Cheng, rolling his eyes, took a piece of fruit and fed it to him, red and almost glowing. His index finger brushed against Wei Wuxian’s mouth.

Sometimes, he dreamed and he didn’t know whether it was just a dream or a fragment of a memory. He thought this might have happened—he faintly remembered begging Jiang Cheng to let him rest his head in his lap, across his narrow, muscled thighs.

Suddenly it was night, and Jiang Cheng was gone.

“Jiang Cheng?” called Wei Wuxian, and found his voice was a child’s voice, high-pitched and nervous. “Jiang Cheng?”

He rushed through Lotus Pier, now dark and empty, towards Jiang Cheng’s room. Then, in the way of dreams, Jiang Cheng was in front of him, a child again, too, face swollen with tears as he wept alone on the pier.

Wei Wuxian froze, panicked.

Someone picked him up; Uncle Jiang had appeared. But instead of saying anything, he turned and walked away. “Uncle Jiang,” Wei Wuxian whispered, but Jiang Fengmian didn’t respond.

All Wei Wuxian could do was look over Uncle Jiang’s shoulder at Jiang Cheng, at his crumpled, sobbing face. You don’t understand, he thought, suddenly, I love you but I need this, I need it, I need it.

That face changed again, blurred into Jiang Cheng's adult face, still weeping as he knelt on the pier. And then the strong arms around him weren’t Uncle Jiang’s but Lan Zhan’s, holding him tight in a bridal carry, taking him away as he squirmed to look back, to not look away from Jiang Cheng’s face, they had been so happy only a moment ago—

Wei Wuxian woke late, his face wet. Went to look for a handkerchief. Opened a drawer he hadn’t looked in before to find: two purple hair ribbons. An open jar of salve, carved with the insignia of a well-known Yunmeng herbalist. And a lavender handkerchief, embroidered with a little frog. Wei Wuxian traced it gently with his thumb.

-

The day was a little crisp, but bright and beautiful. Lan Wangji had risen at the appointed time, eaten breakfast serenely with the sect, and taught some advanced guqin lessons. Lan Sizhui was coming along beautifully, playing more delicate and precise every day, a delight to teach.

Everything was just as it should be in the Cloud Recesses, but Lan Wangji was still somehow uneasy.

He had gained everything he had dreamed of as a teenager, in one bewildering fell swoop. His life had been overturned, but for the better, the man he had wanted for so long delivered to him on a silver platter. He was unbelievably lucky.

Of course, he grieved what had happened to his brother. Lan Xichen deserved only good things. It was bitter to find out someone you had loved so deeply had deceived you—had failed you—had abandoned you.

But with the exception of that dark spot, the suffering and absence of his brother, his life was everything he had ever asked for, wasn’t it? A pristine life, on the surface.

If there was a dark shadow underneath, the ripple of something passing through a lake on a sunny day—something slipping out of an incautious hand, lost to the water—that too was life, wasn’t it?

He had never been so happy in his life. He had never before been so happy in his life, as he had once imagined it.

He averted his eyes from that shadow.

Until, one day, he returned home, and found Wei Ying, sitting at the room’s low table, holding a handkerchief in one hand. Remnants of a different life that had collected in his home. No—that he had kept. Gripped tightly.

“Lan Zhan,” Wei Ying said, brightly, face stretched in a brittle smile. “What’s this?”

#jiang cheng #wei wuxian #lan wangji #zhanchengxian #chengxian #zhancheng #wangxian #asks #my fanfic #mdzs + #least-carpet thoughts #ONCE AGAIN HERE'S HOW ZHANCHENGXIAN CAN STILL WIN #and by “win” I mean “suffer”