#MDZS twt

[dangocheeked]

2022.12 ☆ if you bite it, it's yours

a.k.a., the one where a local baby dragon imprints on the ancient milf fox and makes them a part of his hoard!!!

OR, the one where dragonji is de-aged with a curse so OF COURSE his beloved husband MUST torment him a little bc HE IS SO DIDDLY DANG CUTE!!!

[boarloved-art]

*wwx voice* when lan zhan visits yunmeng we should play 7 minutes in heaven and we should get specifically me in there with him think of how funny itll be if we made ou- i mean freaked him out

[ID by bytedykes: MDZS fanart. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji are in a closet. Wei Wuxian has Lan Wangji backed up against a wall, one hand blocking him in. He's leaning in, smiling. Lan Wangji has a nervous expression and has an Episode-style thought bubble that says, "So this is 7 minutes in heaven..." then there are two choices: "Make out?!" and "Strangle him with a coat hanger". /end ID]

[mamoonde]

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

comical plot twist:

lan qiren has a secret hobby ever since he discovered the joys of Online Cultivation Forums, especially one where he can scout for people with Massive Potential and/or Brilliant Ideas and offer to help them formalize their ideas into actual Papers (or discover Horrible ones and send them better reference materials).

of course, Internet etiquette sanctifies anonymity so lan qiren doesn't press for personal information from the few brilliant minds he meets. he has a good instinct for identifying the younger ones from the tried and true experts, and this yLlingla0zuxX clearly is an esteemed veteran.

his methods may seem scattered, but lan qiren is Most Willing to Invest in the Time to help this esteemed cultivator get the merit and proper consideration his ideas deserve. under the very proper alias: GrandArchivist.

GrandArchivist reaches out to yLlingla0zuxX offering to help him flesh out his innovations so yLlingla0zuxX can get it published and patented as Proper.

yLlingla0zuxX is reluctant at first, but agrees to do it. he shares a gee doc link.

it takes a while, but - between lan qiren's initial bafflement at real-time collaboration and yLlingla0zuxX's erratic and rambling thoughts - they manage to publish it.

offscreen:

GrandArchivist reaches out to his nephew A-Huan how this gee doc works and if he's Sure it's not a bad virus or phishing scam link or anything. he opens the link to see. bulleted paragraphs??? paragraphed bullet points??? either way, the most horrible draft he's ever seen... typing itself???? a-huan, are you certain this yLlingla0zuxX has not hacked my computer?

[krisisunmanaged]

Aaaand Still scrambling to get my twt infrastructure at least halfway onto tumblr… not the same, but I would do Anything for the MDZS twt fandom. Anything.

(Even trying to do fandom on tumblr lol)

(It gives so many flashbacks and I’ll stay on twt until it drops too… but maybe something fun’ll come off it?)

[honeyedknife]

jokes on all of them, the correct answer is that shang qinghua has the the most beautiful husband

part 2

[illopii]

loving you

[cattoru]

[drrksaturday]

[lotus-piers]

that one episode of bob’s burgers where gene dresses up like bob for the day except it’s a 6 year old jin ling dressed up as his jiujiu, parading around lp in magnificent purple robes that are a little too big for him with his head held high giving orders to anyone passing by in a tone reminiscent of jc and a slight scowl on his face, and jiang cheng despite his feigned annoyance and grumbling feels his heart simultaneously overflow with the love he has for a nephew that looks so much like his jiejie in those purple robes and break for the love that same nephew will never know

+ (when jc asks jl what he’s doing and jl replies saying that he wants to be just like his jiujiu, underneath jc yelling out brat and hidden behind his scoff as he turns his head is the holding back of tears because this is all simply too much)

and it’s not hard to notice but everyone at ymj carry a special almost delicate softness in their heart at the simple sight of jl that day

[wifiwuxians]

psst xue yang enthusiasts and fellow artists... join our simple n quick birthday collab! i think it would be so cute to have a bunch of different yangs drawn by a bunch of different people all chilling on one canvas! the deadline is july 21, so please give it some thought 🍬🍰

[palarien]

Color/style study of Lisa Buijteweg's work (ft. Xiao Xingchen and Song Lan)

[danmeireader]

Walid's GFM is now only €847 below goal!!

it was 3k below goal less than two days ago, and i'm 100% sure that a lot of the progress is fucking thanks to amazing mxtx fans.

people from SVSSS, MDZS, AND TGCF who missed out on the gotchas, and want to participate as creators OR get art/fic prompts from any of the three fandoms (including crossovers), BEHOLD:

Here are the ongoing creator forms:

And here are the prompt forms (5 for sfw and 8 for nsfw!)

[anfuaruuu]

“draw mdzs from memory” but i just use my own designs anyways lol

template by @honey-lettuce here !

[mamoonde]

thinking about a canon div au where lwj goes to yunmeng jiang the summer after gusu lectures, walks in just in time to see a sweaty half-naked wwx, his dirtied training robe left hanging around his waist where it's tucked into his trousers and belt, tousling with equally sweaty and dirty junior disciples (only a handful of them are in equal states of undress).

wwx spots him half a minute later, right after demonstrating the proper archery stance to another disciple. the moment he does, he blinks, then brightens, dropping the bow to make his way towards lwj.

all six feet (how is he suddenly so tall?!) of him, sunkissed skin, toned chest and stomach bare and gleaming with sweat.

lwj can hardly breathe. his right hand is a tight fist behind his back. he imagines his frayed tether to his sanity in his desperate grip.

wwx is in his usual teasing lwj mode, especially now that he's a solid 2 inches taller than lwj (for at least the summer), back turned to his silly shidis shooting kites, revelling in lwj's attention—

his hand moves before he can think, snatching the arrow in midair an arm's length from them.

lwj had been so preoccupied he hadn't even noticed it before wwx had suddenly turned and seemingly plucked it out of thin air.

wwx clicks his tongue. "watch it, guys; i can't have lan zhan thinking i'm a crappy teacher!" he chucks the arrow as though it were a spear, where it lands dead center at a target.

lwj desperately recites the gusu lan precepts about restraint and proper conduct in his head. mostly, he would like to – needs to – lie down.

"but you are a crappy teacher!" one of the disciples retorted. "you all but left us for dead the moment you saw some handsome gongzi!"

"what, am i supposed to choose you stinky lot over a handsome er-gege?!" wwx snorts then turns back to lwj with a grin.

please don't notice my traitorous body, please, please, please, lwj prays desperately.

"sorry about that, lan zhan! these guys still only hit about half the kites—oh? do my eyes deceive me?" wwx leans closer, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

before lwj can step back to safety, wwx's hand grazes the tips of his ears. end me now.

"my poor dear lan-er-gege, has the yunmeng sun already given you sunburn? your ears are as red as my hair ribbon!" wwx cackles, then grasps his sleeve, tugging him towards the pavilions. "don't you worry, i'll take good care of you, lan zhan! shijie should know where to get salves to soothe the stings."

lwj swallows, wanting to collapse right there and then if that wouldn't only add to his mortification. he eyes the lakes. maybe if he could just stay there the entire summer...

[krisisunmanaged]

I’m really just here trying to salvage as much of my CAREFULLY CURATED MDZS twt fandom experience at 7 in the morning… gruelling work, but I cri every time I find another brilliant author or artist on here too and then get to take a nosedive into their content that I haven’t seen in a while or that twt has been too shite to show me. So. Silver linings?

[bnnywngs]

Anyone from civilian to cultivator, child to elderly, knew who Baoshan Sanren was. In one word, a legend. An immortal from a different era, still alive and still teaching to few her cultivation secrets - many envied and wished they were one of her students.

She had various children over the centuries, each with their own success and fame, but recently, although it is known three children were born, none came out telling others about their lineage - something that started to be common since other cultivators wanted to have immortality to themselves at all costs, hunting down the immortal's descendants to use them to their own gains.

They knew some of her disciples who came down her mountain - now a fixed location with better protection than any place on earth, rather than her nomad days. One of them was a woman who was known for her wits, intelligence, craft and beautiful smile - Cangse Sanren.

She was also infamous for her elopement with Yunmeng Jiang sect's former first disciple - Wei Changze.

This was common knowledge, every cultivator had heard this story at least once during their lives, they all knew the names and their connections to each other. But what Lan Wangji failed to connect was the fact that Wei Ying was their only son and is now his boyfriend (who he plans to marry one day).

He knew, objectively, about Wei Ying's parents, but had never met them until one day when they met them by fate during a date to the movies. It was very shocking and nerve-wracking to meet his in-laws so soon into their relationship and in such a casual way, with not even a gift to offer.

Not long after that, he was invited to dinners, then afternoon teas, then lunches and then breakfasts (he felt so honourable the first night he was allowed to sleep in Wei Ying's bedroom). Lan Wangji was, more and more, feeling part of the family, meaning that he was accepted as their beloved son's other half.

When he thought all the nervousness had passed, he was invited to a family gathering with their other relatives from Wei Ying's mother side, and that included Cangse Sanren's mother.

That same afternoon, after accepting the invite, Lan Wangji walked all the way to his brother's apartment (on the other side of the corridor), knocked, walked inside without saying anything, threw himself into Lan Xichen's bed and hugged one (of many, many) body pillows that was a permanent part of his brother's room (a secret from the rest of the family, beside their mother).

"Wangji?!" Lan Xichen was frantic with concern "What happened?"

"I'm going to meet Wei Ying's family."

"...Is it that bad?"

"Wei Ying's grandmother is Baoshan Sanren."

"...Oh."

Lan Xichen laid down beside his younger brother, hugging another body pillow, both staring at the ceiling with stunned expressions.

"Oh." Lan Xichen said again.